The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 169 can't sleep, you two, why come here to watch me?

Ink deep went to the floor-to-ceiling window, rubbed his eyelids and looked out.

The direction that Qin Siting stood here has always been the villa that is not far from the opposite side.

The villa was dark and dark, and no one came back. The black carved flower door in front of the door was quiet for a night.

On the other side of the floor-to-ceiling window, only a floor lamp was lit. Under the dim light, no one spoke, and there was a moment of silence.

The whole world seems to be quiet. Only a white cat jumps out from the high wall on the opposite side of the villa. From time to time, it gently slams two times under the night.

Ink deep is single-handed in the trouser pocket, and the quiet, low-pitched voice is extraordinarily clear in the dim light: "When the love is not in the body, then you hate to die, people come back, you always avoid, tonight It is clear that you want to continue to be in the same way, what are you standing here? She won’t come back overnight, are you still planning to stand here for a night?”

Qin Siting, who has been here for a long time, has acted, but he just turned to look at him: "Who is he. Mom said that I am standing here to see her?"

It seems that the repressed calm of one night has finally been broken. Qin Shiting’s eyebrows are all cold: “Do you think that I can stand here for this kind of woman to keep the type of dawn?”

Ink cool and cool road: "Her's this villa is vacant for a few years here, you moved over for a few years, looking at an empty villa for so long, now the people who have finally left are back, she is afraid that it is not yet Knowing that you live opposite her, how long do you stand here every night and night, and you don’t know how much?"

Qin Siting: "..."

He suddenly turned to the side of the sofa, picked up the smoke that Nan Heng just threw on the coffee table, and took a few mouthfuls to calm down. Only then did the tone openly open: "I moved here and lived a few years ago. I was still immersed in juvenile ignorance. The decision to love and hate the entanglement has not felt before, but it is nothing more than living habitually, too lazy to change places."

Nan Hengbian swallowed smoke and sneered: "Is it young and ignorant, or you. He lived for twenty years and thought about such a woman. Until now, the group is chasing your fart. The woman who wants to soak behind you. I thought that you are not interested in women. As a result, who knows that your innocent little boy has been smashed by a woman and has not been put together yet?"

Qin Siting said with no expression: "You two came to me in the middle of the night, is it to fall to the stupid past of Laozi?"

Nan Heng smiled: "I really do this. I don't know how he would come when he came so late. He said that he was getting out of bed by the warm season. He still doesn't recognize it."

Nan Heng said while watching the ink depth of the ink.

Ink faintly said: "I can't sleep, come and see how old Qin Qin is, how happy he is, he may be happy."

Qin Siting: "..."

"Can't sleep?" Qin Situ sneered, and the smoke only took a few mouthfuls and quenched at the fingertips: "I can't sleep with you two, why come here to watch me?"

Nan Heng laughed at the smoke.

Ink deep is only salty and not cold and cool eyebrows.

I really can't sleep.

Didn't get out of bed, no quarrel, it was his woman who wanted to go to T City to learn, from Mrs. Me's identity to become a student of T's business department. Although the study time is only a few months, it is also a kind of in him. Temporary divestiture around, this is obviously the decision she made after the banquet.

The little woman obviously dared to say this decision by drunkenness.

Can you refuse?

Can refuse, but obviously not.

He obviously can feel that after the temperament of the seasonal warming changed a few months ago, under the calm and mature surface, there is an inexplicable vulnerability sensitive.

She was extremely afraid of facing death and death, and she was extremely afraid of being unable to control her own life. She had more stubbornness in her bones and more things that she wanted to stick to, but she was deeply hidden.

......

When the ink was deep back, it was near the early morning, and the sky was still dark, but it was also white.

Originally thought that the warm season is still asleep, the result of the little woman turning over and over in the bed apparently did not sleep well, until he lay down beside her, she frowned in his dreams and drew into his arms, and gradually calmed down.

Ink touched her hair deeply: "Headache?"

The season warmed and closed his eyes and nodded in his arms. He was half asleep and half asleep, stupid and did not speak.

Ink's hand fell deep into her hair and turned to her forehead to gently press, she did not move, let him help himself soothe the pain in the head.

The little woman was wearing a soft pajamas, her long hair was scattered on the pillow on the bed, and the fragrant scent of her body was soft and leaning against his arms. She kept her eyes closed and did not ask where he went, but instinctively snuggled in his arms. I refused to retreat half a point.

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Ink warm studio.

The computer screen is constantly jumping out of the various messages that Xia Tian sent to her on MSN.

Xia Tian is now able to walk on a cane for normal walking. It only takes three months of rehabilitation. If she wants to come to her studio to help, it is not convenient to live too far.

But after all, Xia Tian once studied with her in the United States, reading the University of Finance and Economics, and also majoring in financial analysis. Now the position of the studio finance director is vacant, just as summer sweet comes to help her, the season can also save Go a lot of effort.

The two people were talking about the heat, and suddenly the internal telephone on the desk rang, and the warm season picked up: "Hey?"

"Today, hello, there is a copy of your courier here."

The telephone was called from the mail room on the first floor of Jinlin Building. The warmth looked at the number of the caller and said, "Okay, I will go down later."

After hanging up the phone, the season warmed a few words on the keyboard: [Is you afraid that there are too many things after leaving the hospital, and you have packaged your own things and sent them to the studio? ]

Xia Tian replied: [No, I don't have much stuff. When I go, I just put a box and put it in my place. ]

The season is warm and the eyebrows are slightly picked.

That's weird.

How could she suddenly have her courier?

Nowadays, domestic e-commerce is just getting started. The warmth of the season is not the habit of buying things online. Usually there are few contacts with other people who mail things, and some letters or phone numbers she received in this studio. Faxes and the like are all handled by Xiao Ba or the secretary.

How can there be a courier sent directly to her?

The warmth went straight downstairs and went to the mail room on the first floor. The people inside handed her a square box that was not very big.

The warmth of the box is very strict, I can't see what it is, and only the address of the address and her name, and the address and sender of the mailer are not written.

"Who sent it?" The season warmed a heart and asked.

"I don't know, I found it when I finished the pile of boxes at the door."

After listening to the season, I measured the square box in my hand twice and didn't hear anything moving inside.

(End of this chapter)