Chapter 492

"Isn't qiao'er so happy to meet something good? "

Xie Zhifeng, who specially came to pick up Du Qiaoyun, heard Du Qiaoyun's cheerful laughter before he entered the door, and then he laughed.

"Of course, there's a good thing! Come and have a look

Seeing Xie Zhifeng coming, Du Qiaoyun happily pours into his arms, shows him the account book in his hand, and shares his joy with him.

Xie Zhifeng's attention is not forced into the hands of the account book, but all on Du Qiaoyun's face.

"Qiao'er, your face..." Xie Zhifeng's face, which was always full of joy and anger, showed a clear look of joy.

Even if qiao'er breaks her face, his affection for her will not be reduced. Everyone has the heart of loveliness and beauty. If he has a choice, he naturally hopes qiao'er is intact. This is not only for himself, but also for qiao'er's sake.

He doesn't want to see qiao'er ridiculed and depressed.

Xie Zhifeng thinks that Du Qiaoyun is so happy because his appearance has recovered.

"Yes, my face is finally healed! And the skin is better than before, don't you feel it? " Du Qiaoyun happily pulls Xie Zhifeng's hand and touches his small face which can be broken by blowing bullets.

Xie Zhifeng didn't expect that Du Qiaoyun would act like this. He was stunned for a moment, and then he was fascinated by the tender and smooth feel of Du Qiaoyun.

See Du Qiaoyun smile like a flower again, the eyebrows look at him affectionately, in the warm yellow candle light, look forward to Shenghui, Xie Zhifeng was deeply attracted by her, can't help but lower his head to catch Du Qiaoyun that constantly open and close cherry mouth, swallow all her exclamations.

Xie Zhifeng is a martial arts practitioner. He has a long breath. Even if he holds his breath for a long time, it doesn't matter.

But Du Qiaoyun didn't know martial arts. After a long time of poor breathing, she couldn't bear it. After being choked and flushed, she pushed Zhifeng hard.

Du Qiaoyun's little strength may not make Xie Zhifeng step back even if he uses all his strength, but how can Xie Zhifeng be willing to make her suffer?

Feeling the struggle of the beauty in his arms, Xie Zhifeng lowers his head to see Du Qiaoyun's face flushed and uncomfortable. It's just like waking up from a dream, and he lets her go.

As soon as Du Qiaoyun was free, he couldn't help gasping to relieve the pain of suffocation.

If it was normal, it would be OK for her to do so, but now it's cold. She breathes in so much that she can't help coughing when her lungs are cold.

"Qiao'er, how are you? Are you better? "

Xie Zhifeng sees that Du Qiaoyun's face is red with cough. He is out of breath. He is distressed and blames himself. He wants to pour her a glass of water to drink. He finds that the water in the pot is cold. He can only help her clap her back.

"I Cough I'm fine. You don't have to Worry about Cough... " Du Qiaoyun see Xie Zhifeng face remorse, quickly comfort him.

"Don't talk. Take your breath!" Xie Zhifeng see Du Qiaoyun himself are so uncomfortable, still don't forget to comfort him, more distressed remorse.

"It's all my fault. It's my fault. I shouldn't offend you so much..."

"No Do you know why I was so happy just now? " Du Qiaoyun can't bear to see Xie Zhifeng blame himself. He just wants to say it doesn't matter, but he thinks it's too reserved to say so, so he quickly digs off the topic.

"Is Qiao son met what good thing?" Xie Zhifeng saw that Du Qiaoyun didn't want to mention what happened just now. He was relieved and talked about other topics according to her intention.

"Look at this!" Du Qiaoyun sold the pass, she does not directly say how much money he earned, let Xie Zhifeng look at the account book, she said how much is empty, it is better to let him see for real.