Chapter 664

At first hearing the doorbell, Ling Yue thought it was next door. After all, there were few guests here. In the past, Qiao Aiwen loved to run here every so often. Since she went to the United States, she has never been here again.

Lying on the bed, Ling Yue thought that the doorbell outside rang one after another. After five or six seconds, Ling Yue realized that if it was the doorbell next door, he would not hear it so clearly.

He turned over and got out of bed. He turned on the light all the way out to the door. He followed the cat's eye and looked out. He didn't see anything, so he had to open the door directly.

When the door was half an arm wide, no one was seen, but there was a rustle behind the door. Ling Yue went out in his slippers and turned to see a familiar figure with his back to her. He was bending over to take what he had put on the ground.

Ling Yue's astonishment was very obvious. He stood still.

Qiao Aiwen turned around and dressed up for leisure. Gucci's Dionysus bag straddled in front of her. She was carrying a big bag in one hand and a pastry box in the other. She looked at Ling Yue as usual and said, "you can take the rest, but I'm exhausted."

As she spoke, she pushed past him and walked in, familiar with the road.

Ling Yue feels in a trance that he should be dreaming. How long has he not seen Qiao Aiwen come to find him? How long has it been since I saw this familiar expression on her face?

Qiao Aiwen put her things on the tea table in the living room. Turning around, she saw Ling Yue poking at the door. She raised her voice a little and said, "why? You want me to take them all? "

Ling Yue heard the sound and saw that they were in the door and out the door, three or four meters away. She stood under the light with clear eyebrows. It was her, it was her, little Fuwa with two balls.

A few seconds later, Ling Yue did not open his eyes, walked behind the door, picked up two cases of beer and came in.

Qiao Aiwen stands beside the tea table and stoops to take out all the things in the big bag. They are all good takeout. Ling Yueli looks at her not far away and finally takes the initiative to say, "how are you here?"

In fact, the bottom of his heart has already turned over the river, and what he wants to say is that you have finally come, but when the words come to his mouth, it is a face that is neither cold nor hot, asking a word that is neither salty nor bland.

Qiao Aiwen didn't look at her. She took out all the eight dishes, then removed the lid one by one, and said, "can't you come? The legs are on me. I'll come if I want to

Ling Yue suddenly has a sour nose and wants to cry. It's not because he's angry, but because he's too familiar with it. He hasn't heard it for a long time. He has the illusion of recovering from it.

Food is ready, chopsticks are set for him, Qiao Aiwen this just side head look at him, "come to eat, don't I feed you?"

Ling Yue stood still and didn't say a word. Their eyes were opposite each other. Qiao Aiwen felt sad when she saw his eyes full of red blood. She tried to restrain herself and asked, "are you crying secretly?"

Thin lips light open, Ling Yue back soon: "No."

Qiao Aiwen said, "you look like Sima Zhao when you feel guilty."

After all, they have known each other for a long time, and they know each other's speaking habits. If he didn't cry, he would not deny it so quickly.

After being exposed, Ling Yue didn't open her eyes without any trace. It's not embarrassment. He just didn't want her to see it. After a moment's silence, he said, "I left Xiehe for personal reasons. You don't have to bear the burden in your heart."

Qiao AI Wen smell speech, a dirty words rush out, the mouth has already opened, can see him a light color household clothes, slender body, white face under the light, red eyes, she is still distressed.

Calm down. This is his virtue. Don't tell her the same thing.

"Hoo..."

Qiao Aiwen closed her eyes and took a deep breath in front of Ling Yue.

Ling Yue Yu Guang can't tell what it's like at the bottom of his heart. He thinks that she will come back with Zhou Zheng, and she will bring Zhou Zheng to dinner with his family. It's just a picture. He has already made up the scene of two people talking about marriage.

He didn't want to move her or anything about leaving. It was his choice to decide whether to leave or stay, and he didn't want her to feel sorry.

After more than ten seconds of recovery, Qiao Aiwen opens her eyes and looks at Ling Yue. Her voice is controlled between reason and calmness. "It's personal reason to leave Xiehe. What about going to Changning? Because of who? "

Ling Yue didn't expect that Qiao Aiwen would split one thing into two questions. For a moment, she couldn't even know where to put her eyes.

Qiao Aiwen took advantage of the opportunity to pursue and continued: "if you say it's for me, I'll stay. If you say it's not..."

There was a flash of light at the bottom of her eyes. She stopped for a moment, and then gently hooked her lips. She said with a smile, "if you don't say it, then I'll be amorous. Anyway, it's not the first time. Once I've been born, I'll be familiar again. Even if I'm a friend, I'll come to visit you. I'll just know you're OK. I'll leave right away."

"You give me a happy word, in the end is not for me?"

In fact, Qiao Aiwen has a clear idea, and Song Xi knows it very well. But in the face of Ling Yue and love, even if she knows what she is asking, she has to stubbornly find a positive answer.

Waiting for the process is particularly uneasy, Qiao Aiwen even thought about Ling Yue this twist Ba Jing, if not for her, she should go, or scold him after a meal, hit his own face, stay.

Just when she was in a trance, she said, "it's not for you."

Qiao Aiwen's eyes refocused and fixed on him. At this moment, her heart was calm. She didn't know whether it was expected or disappointed.

Before waiting for her to speak, Ba Jing said to herself, "it's my business that I like you. It's none of your business. It's also my business that I leave Xiehe and go to other places. You don't have to feel that you owe me any favor."

Ling Yue doesn't look at Qiao Aiwen. He has no expression. He's out of control. He's going crazy. He likes her so much that he doesn't know what to do.

He said so much, Qiao Aiwen only heard the first sentence, I like you is my business.

Tears came to her eyes and she said in a voice, "say it again."

Ling Yue looked at her. Her eyes were full of tears. He was also red. Some words were hard to say. He said once that he had exhausted all his strength.

He looked at her like this, but he didn't speak. Qiao Aiwen couldn't tell whether she was happy or suffocated. How could Ya's mouth be so hard?

In that case

"Then I'll go. If I go out this door again today, I'll never come back."

Qiao Aiwen first spoke to him, then looked at him with resentment, and walked to the door. A few meters away, she scolded dozens of Chinese and English words in her heart. She secretly said that if he didn't stop her, she would tear down his door first, and then burn all his furniture. If she couldn't get rid of him, could she still vent her anger?

She thought that she had gone to the door and put her hand on the door handle. In a moment, she didn't hear the sound of footsteps. She just felt a gust of wind blowing. The next second, someone grabbed her arm from behind and pulled her back. Before she could stand still, the force directly pushed her against the wall. The light in front of her eyes was covered by the shadow. In the dark, the lip was bitten