Chapter 292

For fear that he overslept and could not wake up the man around him, Chi Huan stayed up all the time. He leaned silently on Mo Shi's modest chest, adjusted his breath smoothly, and entered the meditative state -

which is similar to the real sleeping state.

Mo Shiqian didn't say that he didn't sleep at all last night. Last night, he pushed forward in the hospital and didn't have a steady rest. He was tired physically and mentally, and finally slept back to the bed he was familiar with in his bedroom.

There are also familiar with the woman at ease, he naturally slept a little more than usual.

Chi Huan covered his quilt and looked at it with his mobile phone several times. After a little bit in the early morning, he carefully moved out of his arms like a snail. He moved out of the quilt, got out of the bed, and stepped on the carpet barefoot to move out of the bedroom -

after leaving the door, he waited at the door for nearly five minutes. After confirming that the man didn't wake up, he relieved himself. Cat Li Ma didn't even dare to wake up with her body, and went downstairs holding her mobile phone.

In the living room, I sent a message to the fashion.

Look at the words "send successfully"

Inexplicably there is a feeling of stealing love, or with men's tickets.

Almost a second later, the text message came back in seconds,

there was no rain or snow outside. Chi Huan followed a big cotton padded coat in the cloakroom and went out directly after wrapping it.

In the corner of the entrance of the villa, there is a bright light. The light is yellow. In this snowy night, it is lonely and beautiful.

Outside the black carved iron door stood Pagani. The car was covered with a thin layer of snow. It seemed that it had been stopped for a long time.

As soon as she got close to the door, the fashion opened the door and got out of the car.

Chi Huan reaches for the door.

"Come on, don't drive, just say so."

Through the iron door, anyway, it doesn't affect communication. If the door is opened in the middle of the night and any security system is disturbed, it will fall short.

Chi Huan wrapped up his overcoat and asked me to come out so late

The fashionable face was very pale, but it was probably cold for a long time. There was a cigarette just lit on his lips. He reached for a small paper bag from his coat pocket and handed it to him through the iron door.

Chi Huan frowned and didn't answer, "what is this?"

He took off his cigarette and said quietly, "special sleeping pills can sleep for a long time. You can add them to breakfast and let him eat them in the morning."

Chi Huan looked at the medicine bag, looked at the eye again and became popular. He pursed his lips and said, "you want to go to Mexico for him?"

"Well."

She shook her head. "He won't agree."

The vogue narrowed his eyes and sneered, "he agreed that I still need medicine?"

The street lamp pulled their figure very long, he said lightly, "Shiqian didn't tell you, but you should also know the danger of this. It's best to bring back Muxi. If something goes wrong temporarily He's injured now and a lot of things are inconvenient. "

"Lawrence won't let him really go wrong..."

"So he got hurt first, and then Muxi was kidnapped. Do you think Lawrence arranged it casually?" He played the ash and laughed, "because he knew I would go for him."

"Can't you come together?"

He slightly raised his eyebrows. "When you were kidnapped and your father paid the ransom, did you bring anyone?"

"But..."

The fashion interrupted her directly, "no, but, Chi Huan, if you don't want him to die, you must take this medicine."

She bit her lips. "Is it so dangerous?"

He smiled lightly, "if it's not dangerous, he may just let me go."

Because of the danger, we can only go by ourselves.

Chi Huan takes a step back. Her mind is confused, flustered and tangled. However, she refuses subconsciously, "no way No way. If something happens to you, he will suffer more than his own. "

It is impossible to say that she will not waver.

Danger is one thing, but now the problem is not danger, but He's not healed.

She is more afraid of moshiqian's injury than anyone, let alone death.

She can't even think about it.

But how could a man like moshiqian be willing to let his brother face such a dangerous situation for him.

The vogue took a breath of smoke and slowly spit out, "even if it's really going to die Who do you think is more likely to die, me or him? "

Mo Shiqian, of course, does not need to think about it.

He was injured.

Chi Huan didn't speak or take the medicine bag in his hand. He licked his lips and was confused.

"Don't say he's injured now. I know more about those people who are outside the law When he went to Stanford, I was in Gangyi. During his years as your bodyguard, I was dealing with those things most of the time, and I was in contact with them. Compared with me, he was on the right track most of the time, so I was better at dealing with human traffickers than him. "

Moshiqian studies law and business administration. He can walk around the law and even use the law to see that human nature is better at dealing with businessmen in the market.But the people in Heiyi's court Especially like human traffickers or drug traffickers, they live under the edge of a knife. If they are caught, they will die. They have a kind of ruthless energy in their bones Because there is no way out.

"Chi Huan, no matter in which way, I am better than him in this situation."

"But if something happens to you..."

"No if," he said, casually but decisively interrupting her as if he were hanging around with one hand in his pocket with a cigarette in his mouth, "I won't have an accident."

………………

In the morning.

The first time Chi Huan got up earlier than Mo Shiqian.

When he finished washing and slowly went downstairs, he found that the woman was pounding breakfast in the kitchen, and had already done it.

"You're down. I'm going up to help you."

The time of Mohism is always regular and easy to master.

Her long hair was tied to the head of a ball, revealing a small, white face.

The man low Mou looks at her delicate eyebrow eye, "how to get up so early?"

Chi Huan lowered his eyebrows and eyes, held his arm on one side, and leaned his head on it. In such a posture, he could not see the expression on her face.

"I slept early and slept well with you, so I woke up early. I cooked porridge. Would you like to have a drink?"

Smell speech, he picked up her two hands to examine carefully, confirm that there is no other new injury except yesterday's band aid, just low light smile, "you boil it yourself, can you not eat it?"

"Well, no way."

Because the porridge just came out of the pot was very hot, Chi Huan had already filled it.

"You sit, I'll bring it."

"Well, don't burn it."

Chi Huan turns around and enters the kitchen. He goes to a bowl of porridge on the Liuli terrace.

Glutinous rice porridge is still steaming.