Quick Walkthrough Strategy: Bing Jiao BOSS Begs To Let Go

Chapter 845: The diseased BOSS begs to be let go (77)

I don’t know if I close the windows when I’m on a business trip...

Wen Xiao sighed softly, went to the balcony and carefully closed the windows, looked at the living room in the dark, and lowered his head to hide the invisible trace of loneliness in his eyes.

He really left.

Think about it, too. He was justified in anger when he said so much. Besides, this house is just one of his many properties. If he really wants to hide from himself, how could he find him?

I was really fainted, and even ran into someone's house in the middle of the night, holding the hope that there was no one in the world, and wanted to try to see if he could be found...

Wen Xiao hooked up the corner of her mouth mockingly, turned her head and walked towards the door.

But when she passed the sofa, the corner of her clothes was suddenly scratched by something. Wen Xiao looked down subconsciously and saw **** hanging brightly on the corner of her clothes, which looked extraordinarily oozing in the night.

She was taken aback and screamed.

"Don't be afraid," Qiao Ye's hoarse voice sounded. He stood up and pulled Wen Xiao into his arms, burying his head deeply into her shoulders and neck, "It's me."

Wen Xiao's heart was beating violently, she took a deep breath, and found her voice, "Why are you sitting here in the middle of the night?"

Qiao Ye said with a dumb voice, "There is no you in the room, so I don't want to go back."

Wen Xiao couldn't help but sting, she hesitated and asked, "Have you never left these days?"

"Well," Qiao Ye's voice was muffled. The voice spread through the skin on his neck, and there was a slight tremor, "I have nowhere to go."

Wen Xiao was sour in his heart that he said just a few words, and he had no intention of investigating the dispute between the two that day.

She slowed down her voice as much as possible, "But I haven't heard any sound from your house..."

There is really no sound, no voice, no cooking, no audio or video.

"I have been sitting here since I came back from you." Qiao Ye raised his head slightly, the moonlight from the balcony reflected on his eyes, reflecting the distressing bloodshot eyes in his eyes, "I want to find you. , But I'm afraid you don't want me..."

"Are you stupid?" Wen Xiao felt painful and blocked. "You wouldn't have not eaten for two days? You just stayed still on this broken sofa?"

"Except for going to the toilet..."

Wen Xiao sighed deeply and said, "Now go to bed and rest. I'll cook some porridge for you and go to bed after drinking. Did you hear that?"

Qiao Ye nodded obediently, watching Wen Xiao walk toward the kitchen without blinking his eyes.

After turning on the lights in the living room and kitchen, Wen Xiao looked back and saw the man's haggard appearance.

He was still wearing the same casual outfit that he had seen when he saw him that day, his shirt was wrinkled, his neckline was scattered casually, and his hair was messy, and he was not cared for by his master at first glance.

What's worse is that his face is so pale that there is no trace of blood, only the painful red blood in his eyes.

This fool...

Wen Xiao turned his head and hurriedly wiped off a drop of water from the corner of his eye.

He would rather sit in the living room so stupidly and wait for him than knock on his door because he was afraid of anger and ignored him.

How could such a stupid person be in the world?

Wen Xiao thought wanderingly while pouring water into the pot.

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