Fortunately, he took care of those who almost found Yu Xiaoxiao's trace. Otherwise, the play with ghosts may be difficult to perform.

The night is like ink. The bright moon is hanging in the air. A wisp of soft moonlight spreads on the windowsill through the window.

Qi Qingfeng sat on the sofa in the living room, patiently waiting for Yu Xiaoxiao's return, holding a document in his hand, but he did not turn a page.

Suddenly, the sound of a car engine came from the door.

Qi Qingfeng's sexy thin lips slightly raised a radian, and his eyes and eyebrows were all smiling. His baby came back.

"Mr. Qi, I'm back. Are you good at home?" Yu Xiaoxiao trotted to Qi Qingfeng's face with light steps, blushing and smiling.

Qi Qingfeng just put the document aside with elegant manner, stood up, and her straight figure immediately covered Yu Xiaoxiao, and looked at her with a slightly drooping face.

Yu Xiaoxiao had to look up at him slightly for his height advantage. There was a flash of doubt at the bottom of his eyes and he opened his mouth. Before he could say anything, he was blocked by a warm and possessive kiss.

Yu Xiaoxiao's small eyebrows light and light, slightly closed his eyes, enjoying the warmth of this moment.

For a long time, Qi Qingfeng just let go of Yu's small and delicate lips, put his forehead against her small head, and his lips were slightly raised, "welcome home."

The short four words warm Yu Xiaoxiao's heart. This is their home.

"Mr. Qi, I'm hungry. Did you secretly have dinner while I was away?" Yu Xiaohuan lives around the man's waist, looks up at the man in front of him, and says with a light of cunning at the bottom of his eyes.

Qi Qingfeng raised his eyebrows lightly, put out his hand on her little nose, and said softly, "if you don't come back, how can I eat alone?"

"Well, you know what you are." Yu small see shape, slightly hold up the small head, the face of Ao Jiao color.

Qi Qingfeng chuckled and shook his head, took her little hand and walked towards the dining table, without saying a word.

But his attitude has been very clear for Yu Xiaoxiao. He always remembers what she said and has never been perfunctory.

Yu xiaochumou looks at the hands that two people hand in hand, the lip angle raises slightly, in the heart is like eating honey more sweet.

The moonlight spreads quietly all over the city. The noisy city continues. The neon lights in the city light up the luxury of the city.

Song Qingfeng sat in the huge study and looked out of the window at the moonlight. His eyes flashed a pure light, and soon disappeared.

Should he not have promised Yu Xiaoxiao that he would bring her back to China?

Slender fingers slightly hold a smooth chin, eyebrows locked, song Qingfeng bathed in the moonlight, appears particularly gloomy.

"Knock." A slight knock on the door rang in the slightly silent room.

Song Qingfeng narrowed his eyes slightly. Obviously, his face was a little bad. He just interrupted his thinking, meditated for a moment, and his thin lips slightly opened. He said two words coldly, "come in."

The door was opened, and lode came in expressionless. He stood two steps away from Song Qingfeng and said respectfully, "sir."

"What's the matter with Xiaoxiao recently?" Song Qingfeng slightly drooped his eyes and asked lightly.

Luo De's eyes flashed a little and said respectfully, "she has always been in qiqingfeng's villa. She only goes back and forth between the company and the villa. Our people can't get close to qiqingfeng's home and company at all."

"That's not all you can do, Lord. Try to send people to me. I want to hear these three words again."

Lode's eyes drooped slightly, and there was a dim light on the bottom of his eyes. He nodded softly and said, "I know."

Song Qingfeng glanced at him lazily. I snorted coldly, but I didn't say anything else.

For a moment, there was only the sound of a breeze blowing through the curtains in the whole room.

Suddenly, a series of slightly dull cell phone vibration sounds in this quiet room.

Song Qingfeng didn't even lift his eyelids, and his long fingers light on the table.

Luo deyingting frowned slightly, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, saw the phone number displayed on the screen, and then he was stunned and pressed the answer key.

"Well, I see." Luo de said and stepped forward to his desk to put his mobile phone in front of song Qingfeng.

"International call, sir."

Song Qingfeng's brow is slightly wrinkled. He looks down at the mobile phone on the table. The talk time on it is still beating.

The body slightly sits, song Qingfeng then picks up the mobile phone to put the ear, when hears the news which the mobile phone inside spreads, the vision is slightly cold.

"I have to go back to foreign companies to deal with some tough issues. You still send someone here to watch me. What I don't want to see when I come back is the most chilling thing for me." Song Qingfeng picked up the coat on the back of the chair, and his cold voice came over.

After hearing the words, Lord nodded softly and followed song Qingfeng to the door.

The Huo family.

Yu Meili is sitting on the sofa in the living room, her lips are slightly raised, and her eyes are fixed on the TV. She is holding a tray of fruit in her slender hands, enjoying it very much.

It's better to stay at Huo's house. Even at home, she hasn't enjoyed this kind of treatment. There are servants who can open their mouths and stretch their hands in clothes. They don't need her to work at all.

Life here is like heaven.

Yu Meili's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile of satisfaction rose from the corner of his mouth, which was what Huo's little grandma should have looked like.

Suddenly, a slight sound of the door lock turning rang.

Yu Meili looks up at the door and sees Huo Shaoning pushing the door in. She quickly puts the fruit tray in her hand on the tea table and trots towards him. Her lips are slightly raised and she says softly, "Shaoning, are you tired when you come back? Would you like me to give you a massage? "

Huo Shaoning frowned slightly, lifted his eyes and turned Yu Meili away. He raised his hand and threw her aside. He said in a cold voice, "Yu Meili, stay away from me. Seeing you makes me feel sick."

Hearing this, Yu Meili's face suddenly became colorful. She bit her lip slightly and looked up at him. Her tears rolled around in the bottom of her eyes.

Huo Shaoning is too lazy to pay attention to Yu Meili's pretentious woman. She takes a big step with her tie in her hand and goes to the living room. In order to keep him and be able to sit on the throne of Huo's little grandma, there's really nothing to do with it.