Chapter 11

"I'll sleep with the babysitter today."

"No, I've arranged your room."

What? There is room, this man is really a born bad embryo, lie without a draft, let alone blush.

Liao Zhenbo passes her and takes the lead to go upstairs. However, he has a panoramic view of her amazement and anger.

His heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the sea. Darkness and bitterness came to him and trapped him in it. This feeling was too strange, but he couldn't help it. He didn't want to let go.

Standing in the middle of the room, the cool wind passes through the room at night, flying over the purple veil on the bed, mixed with the aroma of lavender.

She loves purple, which represents romance, has melancholy and mysterious color, and satisfies her beautiful fantasy of love.

The bottom of my heart seems to be touched by a different emotion.

No, it's just a coincidence.

Housekeeper Wu Ma didn't know when she was standing at the door. She knocked on the open door and said, "madam, the young master asked me to give you this."

She will hang on her arm a set of lavender V-neck silk pajamas, and a set of Chanel's latest suit, flat on the purple bed.

Turning around, when he touched the silver wide face door handle with his hand, he felt like he had been struggling for a long time. "Madam, our young master has never been so attentive to a person. Please don't let him down."

With that, she gently opened the door, without any more action, as if she had never been in the future.

Only the suit of clothes and meaningful words left behind brought her endless doubts and thoughts.

She shook her head, picked up her pajamas and went into the bathroom. She needed to empty herself and wash away her inexplicable emotion.

Maybe all these questions will no longer be confused one day. Update for the first time

when she walked out of the bathroom, the sweet ring of her mobile phone was melodious, which only belonged to him.

"Zhuo ran, why do you call me now?"

Waiting for a day also troubled her heart for a day, finally put down some.

The slender jade finger, as fine as green, was deeply embedded in the dripping hair. As she was shaking, she walked towards the balcony. A cool aroma of violet came to her nose, which made her feel refreshed.

"Really? You want to come back early? Great. We'll see each other soon. " Joy flew to her eyebrows, two eyes narrowed to think of two small crescent moon, the voice also became flying with the joy of the mood.

Not far away, there seems to be light flickering. Fu Xiaoqian fixed her eyes, but she didn't really see it, so she didn't care.

The other end of the mobile phone didn't know what to say, but Fu Xiaoqian muttered back.

"Well, I miss you."

Her voice added a touch of coyness to her charm. Her heart was like thousands of butterflies dancing, and her sweetness was like gorgeous fireworks exploding in my heart.

"Of course it's not true. It's just a play. You know I'll never cheat you. You have to believe me. "

She was eager to tell the truth.

Not far away, there seems to be a sharp sound from the ground. It cuts through the silence of the night and comes sharply. Through the vibration of electromagnetic waves, it also comes to the ears of people at the other end.

"Well? It's nothing. Maybe something fell and broke. "

"It's not something important."

"Well, I'll wait for you."

"I love you, too."

Mutual good night, Fu Xiaoqian reluctantly closed the line, the original feeling of being trusted is so good.

The night breeze with beautiful melody makes her hum the song that touches her heart,

only one heart,

the white head does not separate

this clear words ridicule the lonely self

hope to see you, but always cheat herself

regret that you can't hear my song

want to sing to you

It turns out that only those who can't forget love will be serious about the past. It turns out that she doesn't understand love, but her heart has been filled, so she has no more space to accommodate another person.

Just like his heart at the moment.

Uncontrollable heartache, such as splashing ink like rapid overflow, boundless.

After a good night's sleep, Fu Xiaoqian came down with a stretch.

A pair of star eyes in the reference looked around two circles, did not find the figure of Liao Zhenbo.

"Mr. Liao, are you at work?"

He put a large piece of toast into his mouth and asked Wu Ma who was bringing breakfast. Another hand and fork up a piece of beef into the mouth, a word is too delicious.

She can take advantage of that yin and Yang uncertain person is not, enjoy a good meal.

Although, she got up early for another reason, that is, she wanted to talk about friends with him.

"No, ma'am. The young master has gone for morning exercises. " Wu Ma, holding the plate, stood respectfully on one side, with a kind and soft tone, as if she had already regarded her as the hostess of the family."Poof What? " When she received the signal that Liao Zhenbo would come back, a mouthful of soup that she had just drunk came out in a radial form, "cough, cough, cough..."

The white face of deception frost match snow, instantly rose red, there are veins on the forehead, head expansion as if to burst open, tears with severe cough, a string of sliding, right hand fist in the chest hard clap.

"Are you better, madam?" Wu Ma raised a touch of uneasiness on her deeply furrowed cheek and stroked her back with her hand. "You are too thin. You need to mend more. If you have anything to eat in the future, just tell me. I'll ask the chef to make it for you."

This kind of feeling is strange. Although he is a servant, he cares more than his relatives.

She raised her hazy tears and glared at the old man who was still very strange to her. A trace of inexplicable emotion welled up in her heart, like surprise, like more than surprise, but she could not distinguish.

"What can I do? I've wasted all this food." She turned her head for the first time and pointed awkwardly to the small dishes that were all over the table.

She was afraid that she would be greedy of this concern and indulge in this tenderness.

"It doesn't matter. As long as you're OK, madam, I'll tell the kitchen to make another one." Wu Ma called her servants to clean up the dishes.

"Can I have the same for you?"

"Yes, thank you." She stares at the distance some rickets vicissitudes of life's back in a daze.

Is it because of lack of love? can't!

She has zhuoran who loves herself, her parents and her brother who is far away in America. How can she love her.

However, just now I know that Deep in it.

No, maybe it's just that I've met too many things recently. Now as long as anyone shows concern for me, I'll feel like this.

She took her mind out and glanced at the door. "Morning exercise? Can such a busy person have such leisure and elegance? " A pair of soft Yi along the sour pear wood grain road row, to himself.

"Curious about me?"

A mellow voice sounded in my ear. I don't know when he was standing in the hall.

Fu Xiaoqian followed his voice and saw that he was wearing a white sports suit with a thin layer of water on his skin. Under the effect of the morning light, he reflected colorful colors. Even a body of sweat, but exudes the breath of spring.

It's like a big boy running from a distance, dressed in rosy clouds and sprinkled with sunshine. It seems to bring her back to her youth in the University.

She seems to see crazy, completely did not notice a pair of burning eyes, is smiling at her.

Suddenly recovered, embarrassed to clear the throat, "no, I have something to do with you."

"OK, wait for me for half an hour." He threw off his long legs and ran upstairs.

Looking at the light back, Fu Xiaoqian muttered in her heart, is there anything that makes her so happy in the morning?