Chapter 43

Drink all the cherry juice. Qiao Jiuyin feels better in his stomach.

Fang Mu came out of the room and said to her as she put on her coat, "Xiao Sheng, I'm going out. I came back a little late in the evening. You should go to bed earlier."

Qiao Jiuyin looks up at him.

Fang Mu was wearing a dark blue shirt, a narrow black tie, a gray coat, and his hair was neatly combed, as if he was going to a very important date. Qiao Jiuyin frowned and asked, "what are you going to do when you dress like this?"

"It's a little personal," Fang said

Said, he took the key, came to kiss Qiao Jiuyin's forehead, this just left.

Qiao Jiuyin sat on the sofa with a deep frown.

It's getting dark. What else does he have to do?

And dressed so formally.

Qiao Jiuyin has participated in many tea parties. At the tea party, he often hears people talk about which family's men cheated during their wife's pregnancy, and which men don't steal. When his heart sank, Qiao Jiuyin inevitably felt a sense of crisis.

If you think about it, they haven't done it since they found out they were pregnant. Fang Mu is also a man, more than a month does not touch fishy, his heart is only afraid of it is also ready to move.

Qiao Jiuyin suddenly stood up, also took the key to the car, quietly followed Fang Mu behind the car.

Fang Mu's car stopped in front of a small forest.

Qiao Jiuyin stops.

At the foot of the forest, there is an ordinary two-story house.

Where is this?

Qiao Jiuyin drives the car into a deep path and stops it. Then he walks quietly to the corner of the house. The light in the house is shining, and you can see Fang Mu's figure on the window. There are not only his shadow on the window, but also three or four shadows. They are all men.

Don't see a woman, Qiao Jiuyin relieved.

Is Fang Mu driving to such a remote place in the middle of the night to reminisce with his friends?

If it was just an ordinary reminiscence, why didn't he make it clear to her?

A group of people communicated in the living room for more than ten minutes, then got up one after another and walked towards it. Qiao Jiuyin waited outside for a while, but he didn't come out. He couldn't bear curiosity. He quietly opened the door and went in.

She looked around the living room. She saw no one and heard no conversation.

Qiao Jiuyin walked into the room, but no one was found.

There's no light on the second floor. Fang Mu, they must not be on the second floor. There are only three rooms on the first floor, and no one can be found in each room. Where can they be?

It's strange.

Eyes micro turn, Qiao Jiuyin thought of what, then lowered his head, looking for something on the floor. Looking for seven or eight minutes, she finally found a loose floor in the second room. Stick on the floor crack to listen to, Qiao Jiuyin vaguely heard a person's scream.

A chill, from the bottom of the foot to the top of the head.

There is a man in the basement, who is being tortured!

Qiao Jiuyin walked out of the room and out of the house.

About two hours later, three or four men came out of the house. Qiao Jiuyin, who is hiding in the dark, is surprised to see what these people are wearing.

Those people are vagabonds!

Their clothes are dirty and ragged, their hair is greasy and messy, when they walk, their bodies fall from side to side, like drunk, more like taking drugs.

After they left, Qiao Jiuyin ran into his car and drove away.

…

Fang Mu didn't come home until after twelve.

He pushed the door of the room, saw Qiao Jiuyin had fallen asleep, the action was more light.

Worried that Qiao Jiuyin would be disturbed, Fang Mu didn't take a bath. He took off his clothes and lay down next to her. The body just touched the bed, the woman beside suddenly turned over. Qiao Jiuyin opens Fang Mu's arm and takes the initiative to get into his arms.

"Brother mu, what time is it?"

Fang Mu embraces her, just answers her, "about 12:30."

"Why did you come back so late?"

"There's a delay."

Fang Mu put his hand on her abdomen and asked, "is it still uncomfortable?"

Qiao Jiuyin shook his head, "much better."

"That's good. Go to sleep. I'll hold you."

"Well."

Two people embrace and sleep, the next morning Qiao Jiuyin get up, Fang Mu has gone to work.

After breakfast alone, Qiao Jiuyin changed into loose trousers and wore a hat to go out. When the servant asked her where she was going, she casually went back to see her university friend and left.

Along the route in memory, Qiao Jiuyin stood at the door of the western style house again. It was too dark last night, and Qiao Jiuyin didn't pay attention to the house. After observing the house carefully in the daytime, he found that the walls of the house were covered with Bashan tigers. It's not hard to see that this is an old house with some years old.

She went to the door, glanced at the lock, and then took out a dozen keys from her pocket.

Click——

Qiao Jiuyin tries to open the lock.