Chapter 334 Did he scare her?
In the bedroom, the curtains are closed tightly, no daylight is visible.
He Yunting sat on the sofa, his whole person was enveloped in smoke.
The cigarette on the tip of the finger flashes and dims.
The ashtray on the coffee table is full of leftover cigarette butts.
He had a sullen face, staring at the door between him and Joe.
From the moment when Qiao came up, to the first time she knocked on the door, He Yunting heard clearly.
He could hear her knocking on the door with her foot.
I could hear her sighing at the door and putting her hand on the ground.
I could hear her running around, not knowing what she was doing.
He heard her say that she cooked for him and left it at the door.
He can even see the disappointed expression on Jojo’s face through this door.
he……
Click.
The soot melted away from the fingertips, because he clenched his fist tightly and finally broke.
The cigarette **** with Mars fell on his leg, and his trousers were burnt with a hole in an instant.
The hot burning sensation on the skin strongly pulled him back to reality.
Jojo is still outside.
He cannot hide like this.
He must, now, immediately, go out immediately and face Jojo.
But……
What should he say when he sees Jojo.
If Jojo continues to ask about everything 4 years ago, how should he answer?
He Yunting clenched his fists tightly, trying to ignore all this, thinking that Qiao Qiao had never found him.
But his body is disobedient.
5 seconds later,
He fiercely pushed the cigarette **** into the ashtray and patted the ashes on his body.
Compassed, got up and walked towards the door.
Holding the doorknob with a trembling big hand, as if accepting his fate, he pressed it down firmly.
The door opened.
A sweet smell of meat came.
On the ground at the door, a large bowl of hot noodles was quietly placed.
Hidden in the corner of the second floor, Joe twitched when he heard the door ring.
Big Boss still loved her, and did not ignore the fruits of her labor.
This is a good thing.
She hides her angle and cannot see the movement upstairs, so she can only listen with her ears.
She held her breath and listened for almost two minutes, but she heard nothing.
Big Boss neither went in, nor did he seem to leave.
What is he doing?
Qiao felt a little flustered.
Sit on the ground and cry without being moved.
Thinking about it is not appropriate.
Joe catted to his waist and pointed his toes, slowly climbing to the third floor.
He Yunting squatted at the door of the house, took out the note Qiao Yi wrote to him, and read it countless times.
The little guy's characters are inexplicably beautiful, and the square lower letters really can't match her image of a silly little dick.
There is also this Tusky, which is too fat, it is a fat version of Tusky.
The heart out of the comparison is also a big fat heart, fat, like Xiaoyu.
He Yunting pounced and laughed lowly.
The dark mood like falling into **** just now suddenly cleared up because of this little note.
Jojo said that she would not ask again.
She said that she wanted to help him.
She apologized to him.
Sorry, the three words slammed at He Yunting softly. His heart seemed to be wrapped in a soft cloud, and his heart was a mess.
At that moment, He Yunting suddenly felt that perhaps she would tell Qiaoqiao the truth, and she would not despise herself like a human being.
Thinking of his reaction in the car, He Yunting regretted it.
Did he scare her?
He... seems to be violent at her.
he……
He Yunting folded the small note carefully, took out the wallet from his suit pocket, put the small note together with the 5 yuan that Qiaoqiao gave him, and put it in the mezzanine.
Then he raised his face and walked towards the top of the stairs.
Then--
He saw a looming black figure at the top of the stairs.
"What are you doing?"
Let’s talk about it. Yesterday, I coded my brain by watts, and the time was wrong. A truncation refers to the incident that happened 4 years ago. It was 4 years ago. I hereby correct it.
(End of this chapter)