"Nothing? Just read the news." Ren Xiaoyao did not tell Qiaoyun his true thoughts. He knew that telling Qiaoyun would only increase her worries, so he chose not to tell her at all.
"Sister, I miss you." Ren Xiaoyao walked over and rested his head on Qiaoyun's arms.
The hard work these days seemed so relaxing. At that time, Ren Xiaoyao was very tired and tired. He needed a rest. When he saw Qiaoyun walking towards him, a sense of cowardice came from him.
My heart rose.
Qiao Yun opened her arms and held Ren Xiaoyao's body in her arms.
"Sister, your arms are so warm. I really want to lie in your arms forever." Ren Xiaoyao said.
"Good brother, I know it's not easy for you. You have paid too much for this family. You have shouldered such a heavy burden at such a young age. I am dragging you down." Qiaoyun sat on the bedside and hugged Ren Xiaoyao.
He stroked Ren Xiaoyao's hair with his hand and said.
"Sister, don't say that. For sister, for my daughter and son, no matter how hard or tired I am, it's worth it. Ah, it smells so good..." At this point, Ren Xiaoyao put his nose towards Qiaoyun's half-open chest, and then took a deep breath.
Breathe Qiaoyun's breath deeply.
Qiao Yun moved a little, placing her beautiful body between Ren Xiaoyao's head and face as much as possible, and then said softly: "Brother..."
Dongfang Bi was sitting in the living room, holding a glass of red wine in her right hand with a shell bracelet on her wrist, watching Korean dramas without blinking.
Suddenly, the "ding dong" doorbell rang.
"Xiaoyao, it must be Xiaoyao!" Dongfang Bi heard the doorbell and was so happy that she put down her wine glass and rushed to the door, opening the door without thinking.
"Xiaoyao..." Dongfang Bi shouted excitedly.
"Miss Dongfang Bi?" The man at the door was not Ren Xiaoyao, whom he missed day and night, but a man and a woman. The man asked politely.
Dongfang Bi said: "I am, you are..."
"That's right, take it away!" The woman shouted angrily, and then she saw the man cut Dongfang Bi's neck with a knife. Dongfang Bi felt her eyes darken and lost consciousness...
Mature women are good and know how to make men happy. Qiao Yun Gao screamed in a low voice, her legs tightly hugged Ren Xiaoyao's waist, and a pair of soft catkins kept caressing and scratching Ren Xiaoyao's waist...