Mo Beicheng got out of the car, holding the door with one hand, and looked at her with a faint, secretive eye, "get out of the car."

Nanqiao got out of the car and went straight upstairs into the bedroom.

Mo Beicheng didn't follow him in the living room on the first floor. He looked up at Nanqiao entering the door. Then he took back his sight and lit a cigarette for himself.

He predicted the result before he made a decision.

Nan Qiao calls Shi Sheng with her mobile phone. It's no surprise that the other party's power is off. Now she should be trying to hide from Ji Yunan, or she has been overtaken by him.

Although she was worried, she believed that Mo Beicheng and Ji Yunan would not hurt her.

She went to take a bath. The water was a little hot, but Nanqiao didn't pay attention to it and couldn't feel it.

Water into the eyes, a little pain, she blinked a few times, there are warm water from the eyes overflow, she can not distinguish between tears or hot water.

I was too nervous just now. Now my mind is blank.

Nanjo didn't wash for long.

Mo Beicheng is pinching the time to go back to the bedroom, just opened the door to see the woman standing by the window smoking, her smoking action is not skilled, fingers in a slight tremor, the light of the fire floating up and down in the air.

In fact, she didn't smoke much. Mo Beicheng stood at the door for four or five seconds before he completely pushed the door in. During this period, Nanqiao didn't touch a mouthful.

"Nanqiao."

Nanqiao ignored him.

Mo Beicheng went over, reached out from behind and fished her into his arms. He went around in front of her, grabbed the cigarette between her fingers, put it out and threw it out.

The woman has just bathed in the fragrance, mixed with the smell of smoke, a little bit of qinjin Nanqiao's breath, she had repressed the mood of the moment began to some collapse.

She turned from Mo Beicheng's arms and her eyes were full of red blood. "Third brother, Shisheng, she is very timid. She used to walk all night and was afraid of meeting hooligans."

So she can't imagine what it would feel like to let her face Ji Yunan and the black muzzle alone.

Shisheng is different from her. When she was in Yunan last season, she was almost loveless, so she didn't know how to be afraid.

Shi Sheng just looks pungent on the outside, but in fact, he is fierce on the inside.

"I know." Mo Beicheng touched her side face and gave her a kiss on her forehead. His voice was unusually hoarse and tight: "I believe Yu Nan, he has a sense of propriety. He didn't know what to do with Shi Sheng at the beginning, and now he won't do anything to her, eh?"

He paused for a moment, holding her to the bed, "sleep, tomorrow morning I will give you a sound when Sheng."

At this time, Nanqiao had no choice but to nod.

Unconsciously, she began to rely on Mo Beicheng.

When Sheng's phone can't get through, Ji Yunan's phone she doesn't know, and even if she gets through now, she doesn't have to answer it.

In fact, Nanqiao couldn't sleep at all. As soon as she closed her eyes, she thought of Shisheng, but she still forced herself to sleep. If she didn't sleep, she might be driven crazy by herself.

However, the consequence of doing so is to wake up suddenly in the middle of the night by nightmares.

Nan qiaomeng opens his eyes and stares at the ceiling which is shrouded in darkness. His heart beats violently for a long time before he recovers.

Go back to the dream, dream of what has been forgotten.

When she woke up just now, she didn't do anything except open her eyes, so she didn't wake up Mo Beicheng.

Nanqiao lay on the bed for a while. In the dark, her eyes could not see, so her senses became very clear, and the man's breath was strong.

She couldn't sleep and got up while Mo Beicheng turned his back to her.

Worried about waking him up, he went to the living room downstairs barefoot.

The lighting in the corridor is not very bright, which is the most comfortable brightness adjusted according to the sensitivity of the eyes. The thick carpet is very soft, and you can't hear any footstep.

Nanqiao went to the kitchen with the emergency light in the living room, took a bottle of mineral water, twisted it on and took a drink, and went back to the sofa in the living room to sit down. She was too lazy to turn on the light, and felt that the villa was too quiet, so she picked up the remote control board on the tea table and turned on the TV.

She doesn't watch much TV at ordinary times. She only occasionally brushes movies and TV series on her computer. She almost doesn't watch variety shows. Even after changing a few stations, she doesn't see anything good, so she throws away the remote control board.

I don't want to watch TV. I just think it's too quiet, so it doesn't matter what channel I'm on.

It's more than four o'clock in the morning. Nanqiao has no sleepiness. He wanted to brush the news with his mobile phone and wait for breakfast at six o'clock. When he felt empty, he remembered that he didn't bring his mobile phone when he came down just now.