Chapter 330: Where's My Phone?

After the wound was bandaged, his forehead was already cold, and he slowed down for a while before he buttoned the button

came to the window, opened the curtains, and outside the window, several gardeners were taking care of the flowers and plants.

Because it's only on the second floor, the range of views is limited, and you can't see where the gate is, and you can't see where it is

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Gong Qinghan turned his head to look at the door

"Tuk Tuk"! There was a knock on the door

His cold eyes flashed, and he left the window, came to the bedside, and took out a small pair of scissors from the medicine box

The moment the door opened, Gong Qinghan directly put the sharp scissors against the neck of the visitor

"Little, Miss, I'm here to deliver clothes and shoes"!

glanced at the clothes she was holding in her hands, and then at the girl who was obviously dressed as a maid

Gong Qinghan withdrew his hand, took the clothes in her hand, and looked at her coldly,

The girl was relieved, and seeing that the task had been completed, she hurriedly exited the room, not forgetting to close the door

Gong Qinghan took his clothes into the bathroom and changed out of his bloody white shirt

The clothes are simple white t-shirts with dark jeans, which is her dressing style,

The clothes are relatively loose, probably considering the injury on her shoulder, what makes her want to kill a little is that even the underwear prepared is just right, this bastard

After changing clothes, I went out of the room and down the long hallway to the first floor

"Miss, this way, please"!

At the staircase, a girl who was also wearing a maid's costume saw that Gong Qingqing was cold, and hurriedly bent down and sat down with a gesture of please

Gong Qinghan glanced at her and followed her to the restaurant

On the long dining table, there are all kinds of breakfast, which makes people have a great appetite, but Gong Qinghan has no appetite

looked coldly at the silver-haired boy sitting at the top of the dining table, with a comfortable face

Jian Shao'an picked up a small piece of steak, put it in his mouth, and saw Gong Qinghan standing at the other end of the table,

While chewing the steak, he looked at her unscrupulously,

The loose t-shirt can't cover the good figure, and the tight jeans stretch the legs straight and slender.

The already white and tender little face is a little pale because of excessive blood loss, but it has a little more morbid beauty, which makes people can't help but feel pity

Jian Shao'an narrowed his eyes slightly, and his originally playful eyes gradually became cold

Looking at the changing look in his eyes, Gong Qinghan frowned slightly, she was sure that she didn't know him at all, why did he look at him like an enemy? This place is not to stay for long!

"Where's my phone"?

A cold voice sounded, and the chill in Jian Shao'an's eyes gradually dissipated, and he returned to his cynical look

"I don't know what you like to eat, so I made more and see what I like to eat"!

The dining knife in Jian Shao'an's hand pointed at the food on the table, and then continued to cut the steak in his hand

The maid pulled out a chair and stepped aside, Gong Qinghan didn't look at the chair, and repeated again:

"Where's my phone"!

The tone was obviously a little colder than before, and there was a little more impatience

Jian Shaoan put down the knife and fork in his hand, picked up the red wine next to him, shook it twice, took a sip, and then looked at Gong Qinghan: "Let's talk about it after eating"!

The cold air in Gong Qinghan's eyes was getting thicker and thicker, if it weren't for the fact that there was a lot of important information in her mobile phone, she would have left long ago

Looking at Gong Qinghan, who had started to eat, Jian Shaoan smiled proudly and continued to taste the red wine in his hand

A few minutes later, Gong Qinghan threw the bowl: "Mobile phone"!

Looking at the empty bowl, Jian Shaoan pursed his mouth: "Do you want to eat something, fruit or dessert?"