Mr.Qiao, love me, are you afraid?

Su Jinse is sleepy, Qiao Yi suddenly appears in her room, Su Jinse for a while and a half will not respond.

However, even if she reacts, she is not as ruthless as her mother.

The bodyguard came back soon. Su Ma asked, "where did you throw it? You have to stay away from our Jia family. "

"Throw it at the crossroads," the bodyguard said. "I wanted to throw it at the woods, but I was afraid that no one would find him dead there."

"Well." Su Ma waved to them: "go out."

She yawned: "Su Jinse, go back to your room and sleep. You're sleepy."

"Mom," Su said helplessly, "this is my room."

"Oh." Su Ma stood up from the sofa and said, "I forgot that you asked Xiao Qin to change the sheets for you before you sleep. Next time you should know how to refuse a man."

Su Jinse looked at her, and her mother sneered: "what do you want me to do? I'm not right? Do you think your soft is called refusal? A man is a bitch. You have to break his head with a vase before he knows what rejection is. The more you like a man, the more he has to refuse, and then he will die for you. "

Su Jinse sends Su Ma to the door. Su Ma's ears are calloused every day when she listens to this kind of earnest instruction.

She opened the door and explained feebly, "I don't like Qiao Yi."

"Don't tell me." Su Ma yawned again: "do you like to use your action description?"

Su Jinse stood at the door and watched her mother walk into her room. Then she closed the door gently.

Xiaoqin quickly came in to change the sheets, wipe the floor and put on the new carpet. Everything in the room was the same as before, as if Qiao Yi had never appeared.

However, it can not be regarded that he has never really appeared, and self deception is not such a deception.

What does Qiao Yi want to do? He pesters her repeatedly. He didn't have this style before.

But I have to admit that whether Qiao Yi has confused Su Jinse's heart or not, at least he has confused Su Jinse.

After the light in Su Jinse's room went out, the light in Su Ma's room didn't go out until the bodyguard Wu Chenglin told her, "madam, Qiao Yi's people picked him up."

"Well." Su Ma is putting on the mask again: "not dead."

"You are not afraid that Qiao Yi will turn over in the future with such a heavy hand?"

"If I'm afraid, I won't knock it down." Su Ma played his cheek with his fingers. "This mask is good. It's very moist. Let Xiaoqin bring Sujin to her tomorrow. What time is it not maintained?"

"Yes." Wu Chenglin thought about it, and then asked, "madam, do you really think Qiao Yi did the accident?"

Su Ma looked up at him: "know less, you will live longer."

Wu Chenglin is smiling and chatting.

Qiao Yi was picked up by Ding Fugui and returned to the hospital. Before he closed his eyes when he got home, the phone call came from the hospital saying that Qiao Yi had disappeared.

Ding Fugui almost climbed down from the bed with his eyelids propped up by a matchstick.

The bodyguards are in a mess, and they don't know when Qiao Yi disappeared from under their eyes.

Ding Fugui knows Qiao Yi well enough. On his way to Jia's house, he sees Qiao Yi covered in blood at the intersection.

Ding Fugui is so scared that he thinks that Qiao Yi has been avenged by some enemy. Later, he finds that the back of his head has been opened and dealt with simply.

Preliminary judgment should not be enemies seeking revenge, otherwise people will not give a brick and then bandage so circuitous.

Carrying Qiao Yi into the car, Ding Fugui squats in front of Qiao Yi and cries in a trembling voice: "Mr. Qiao, Mr. Qiao... Wake up..."

Suddenly, Qiao Yi's closed eyes open, Ding Fugui is scared to sit in the car.

"Mr. Joe..."

"What the hell are you doing?" His eyelids were heavy. He opened and closed again.

"Mr. Joe, how did you do that?"

"Guess what." He is weak.

"I was beaten in the street a few days ago. Today, I was all covered in blood and thrown at the crossroads. I saw the reporter just now." Ding Fugui was in tears.

"So, I'm dying now, and you're worried about media exposure?"

"Mr. Qiao, are you looking for Su Jinse again? What are you going to do... "Ding Fugui sighed and stamped his feet:" what do you want? How can I explain to Mr. Daqiao? "

"Why do you want to see my elder brother first?"