Chapter 323： Who said he would stay with me forever

After Luo Qiao had almost eaten, Shen Jikong glanced at her, retracted his hand, put the plate aside, and ordered people to come in and clean up.

On the bed, Luo Qiao turned her head, pulled the silk scarf that was tied to her, and leaned forward to bite.

When Shen Jikong came back from the outside, he saw Luo Qiao who was struggling at a glance. He stood there and stared at her for a few seconds, and then stepped forward to her, with an indescribable expression in his eyes.

Luo Qiao looked up at him: "What do you want?"

Shen Jikong raised his eyebrows: "What do I want?"

Before Luo Qiao could speak, he laughed, and his cool fingers fell on her cheeks, in an unpredictable tone: "Who said he would stay with me forever, but turned his head and gave me a shot, eh?"

Luo Qiao's eyelashes moved.

Shen Jikong glanced at her wrist, looked back on her face, curled her lips, and underestimated the final conclusion: "Don't waste your effort. This time, I will never let you run away."

Luo Qiao looked at him, and the man looked at her with a leisurely expression.

A few seconds later, Luo Qiao looked away, her lips moved: "Untie it for me."

He didn't raise his eyelids, and his voice was cold: "Huh?"

"Untie me the silk scarf!"

He doesn't move.

Luo Qiao squeezed her fingers, and after a long while, she said to him unbearably: "I want to go to the toilet!"

"..."

When this sentence fell, the air was a long silence.

Shen Jikong's expression was slightly stunned. When he came back to his senses, he lowered his eyes, and his gaze fell on Luo Qiao's face. When he saw a woman's instant red face, he couldn't help but chuckle. The slightly shallow pupils rippled, and the laughter came out in a low voice, dyeing Luo Qiao’s already red face a little deeper, and he whispered: "Sorry, my fault, I forgot about this. ."

He leaned over and stretched out his hand to slowly untie Luo Qiao's silk scarf.

Luo Qiao moved her wrist without looking at him, and walked directly to the bathroom.

The man stood behind her, as if he knew what she was thinking, and casually warned: "Don't even think about running away. This is on a cruise ship. No one will save you if you fall."

"..."

His response was the sound of Luo Qiao closing the door heavily.

Shen Jikong leaned on the bed, watching the direction where she left, his slender fingers playing with her mobile phone, with an indifferent expression.

"Master." The subordinate walked over from outside.

Shen Jikong walked to the window, his tone was light: "How is it?"

Knowing that Luo Qiao was in the room, his subordinates consciously lowered his voice: "Our people deliberately left some clues. It is estimated that they will have to look for it in other countries for a while."

Shen Jikong hooked the corner of his mouth and opened the window. The sea breeze poured in instantly. He narrowed his eyes, glanced at the black body in his hand, and threw it down in the next second.

The mobile phone was instantly submerged in the endless sea, and was never seen again.

Turning his head, he said, "Arrange for her a new identity, and she will never return to those people again."

"Yes, don't worry, Master."

...

Luo Qiao stood in the bathroom and looked out through the window. Outside was the endless sea, which looked very deep in the night.

She turned around and looked around in the bathroom, as if she had known her thoughts a long time ago, as far as she could see, nothing that could be an attack did not exist.