Xia Meng rushed to take a bath, cleaned her body, and the whole person was much more comfortable.

Ning Ziqian was still sitting on the ground and handling business affairs in the computer. The scattered documents of the table showed his busyness.

Xia Mengyu stood at the door of the bathroom and watched Ning Ziqian beside the coffee table. His slender hands knocked quickly on the keyboard.

At this moment a little serious, the black eyelashes cast a faint light and shadow on his face. He pursed his lips, seemed to be deeply pondered, and the serious look made Xia Meng's heartbreak. The man who worked seriously was very charming.

At the coffee table, Ning Ziqian's tea cup was her cup, and a couple cup was posted together. She was filled with milk in her quilt. She did not have before taking a bath. It should have just been soaked.

Xia Mengying kicked off the shoes on his feet, and tried to light his footsteps, lowered her body, lifted Ning Ziqian just soaked her on the table and took a sip. Ning Ziqian finally raised his head.

Smile to her, "Wash it?"

Xia Meng nodded with squinting eyes. After taking a shower, other people would be clean and relaxed, and even the mood was much better.

Of course, Ning Ziqian's contribution is of course, with him, her mood will not be too bad.

"Why did you get out of your feet?"

Ning Ziqian's eyebrows stood up from the ground, "Your feet are wet, what should I do?"

Ning Ziqian said, took the shoes at the door of Xia Mengling Bathroom, and put them down at her feet.

It's October soon, the weather has gradually become cold, the family is all marble ground, and the cold and cold on it is stepped on it. Xia Mengying just took a shower. Ning Ziqian was worried that she would be sick.

"Do you have been sitting on the ground all the time?"

For Ning Ziqian's care, Xia Mengyu was very useful, and her heart was sweet, but her mouth did not admit it.

Xia Meng smiled, but still obediently put on the shoes, "Ning Ziqian, you almost caught up with my mother."

Ning Ziqian squatted on the ground, stunned, and the bottom of his eyes was sorrowful, and he suddenly disappeared. He patted Xia Mengying's calf gently, and then stood up, "Isn't it tired?" Early rest. "

"What about you?"

Xia Mengying drank all the remaining milk, sat down on the sofa, took the files at hand, and hadn't opened it yet.

Ning Ziqian knew that Xia Mengyu had never had much interest in the company's affairs, thinking that she didn't like it, and didn't take it to heart.

"Sit well, give me a towel."

Ning Ziqian held Xia Meng's shoulders and asked her to sit back at herself. Xia Mengfeng smiled and handed the towel in her hand to Ning Ziqian.

Wipe her hair, be careful and gentle.

"Ning Ziqian, there is a cotton swab at home, right?"

Xia Mengyu seemed to have no bones. She closed her eyes and leaned in Ning Ziqian's arms. She looked comfortable and enjoyed very much.

"Um."

Ning Ziqian just finished, his brows suddenly twisted, and his deep eyes shot the coolness of the bursts. Xia Mengmong thought about something, stood up suddenly, and he didn't look back. "I went to sleep.

"

She was facing Ning Ziqian, biting her lips tightly, squinting her eyes, and her expression was full of annoyance.

Damn, it's all because of being too comfortable.

Before Xia Mengying took two steps, he was held by Ning Ziqian.

Ning Ziqian held her hand and was slightly harder to push Xia Meng in his arms. After Xia Mengling, he sat directly on the sofa, hanging his head, and the hair was scattered messy.

I dare not see Ning Ziqian.

It doesn't matter if the injury on her forehead is. The most afraid of her is Ning Ziqian asked what is going on with the traces on her neck, so she has been hanging on her head from back to now.

Xia Mengying went out today to wear a stand -collar shirt. When Ning Ziqian just observed Xia Mengying's injuries, most of the attention was on her forehead, because Xia Mengyu's collision marks were a bit scary. Ning

Ziqian was not relieved, and had decided to take Xia Meng to go to the hospital tomorrow.

Xia Mengying said that she just hit the windshield on her forehead, so Ning Ziqian did not specifically observe other places, especially the neck, and it was not until now.

Ning Ziqian buckled Xia Meng's shoulders, let her look at her eyes, and then pointed at the seal of the fingers on her neck, and asked very harshly, "What is going on?"

Xia Mengying's skin is fair and soft, and Ning Ziqian usually kisss a little heavier and will leave traces. Although Si Ming didn't want to strangle Xia Mengying in his heart, in order to make Xia Mengying believe that he would do that, he was down.

It's ruthless, Xia Mengfeng's snow -white neck, the seal of the five fingers is like a vine, as if to kill her, Ning Ziqian did not find it well.

, Especially anger.

"Is it Xia Dahai?"

Ning Ziqian's face was gloomy, and even her eyes were cold, as if Xia Dasheng was going to peel it. Xia Mengyu rarely saw her like this, and she was a little scared.

"no."

Xia Mengying's expression was panicked as her heart, and Yan Siming cursed tens of thousands of times. If it wasn't for him, there would be so many things today.

Seeing Yan Siming, she must retreat.

"Not dad."

"Who is that?"

Ning Ziqian would suspect that Xia Dahai was not surprised.

Xia Mengying went out today to see Xia Dahai. What happened? Under normal circumstances, he would be the first to suspect him, and in Ning Ziqian's eyes, Xia Dahai seemed to be a person at the bottom of the case.

I don't want him to know that Ning Ziqian even felt that Xia Mengling was to protect Xia and the sea.

"Ning Ziqian, you scared me!"

Xia Mengling struggled and declared his dissatisfaction loudly.

Although Xia Mengyu was a little scared in her heart, she did not blame Ning Ziqian at all. She knew that his worry, his anxiety, and his anger, because he cared about her.

The person, her heart is warm.

Ning Ziqian looked at Xia Mengling a little scared and knew that her reaction was a little too much. She released Xia Mengying's hand, and the slightly shiny eyes were with a strong one when she looked at Xia Mengling.

Sorry, "I'm sorry."

From the trace of Xia Meng's neck, Ning Ziqian probably guess the strength and location of the person who started. He clearly wanted to set up Xia Meng's death.

Ning Ziqian had almost a feeling of suffocation, as if the man's hand was holding his neck, how could he still be able to be reasonable and calm.

"It's not my dad, it's a person you don’t know."

Thinking of Yan Siming's cold and fierce expression, Xia Mengyu couldn't help but cold and coughed a few times.

"It's the one I met when I returned to Xicheng last time, he was just a change of TAI."
Chapter completed!