Chapter 840: Continue Knitting a Sweater

Hearing this voice, Xirong Ziya suddenly came back to his senses. He knew that this was not Bai Yaoyao's voice. No, the person in front of him was not Bai Yaoyao. He was hallucinating. 【】

He smiled bitterly in his heart. He had always thought he could let it go, but now he realized that a photo could make him hallucinate, which made him unbearable. He only felt a stewing pain in his heart, which could not be relieved even if he hugged Xia Mu Qingyan.

He suddenly pinned Xia Mu Qingyan to the wall and kissed her. The kiss was crazy, like a violent storm. Xirong Ziye was eager to prove something.

But Xia Mu Qingyan happily accepted his kiss. She knew that in Xi Rong Ziye's heart, she was still the most important.

Xia Mu Qingyan thought she had everything under control, but she didn't know that she still didn't understand Xirong Ziye's thoughts.

No matter how crazy Xi Rong Ziye was, he still couldn't get into the kiss. He always felt that the more he kissed, the emptier he felt inside. He couldn't find the feeling he wanted at all. His heart was also very empty, empty, and seemed to be missing the most important thing. thing.

Even if Xia Mu Qingyan is regarded as Bai Yaoyao, she is not Bai Yaoyao.

Xirong Ziye's eyes were blank, he took a few steps back dejectedly, turned around and left.

Xia Mu Qingyan was still immersed in the kiss just now. Seeing that Xi Rong Zi Ye was about to leave, she grabbed his arm. She wanted to continue, "Zi Ye, can I go to your place?"

Xirong Ziye didn't look back, but his body trembled, and he stiffly said: "Go back first." After saying that, he walked away regardless. At this time, he only had the most true thoughts in his mind, and he had forgotten to coax Xia Mu. Clear smoke.

Xia Mu Qingyan didn't think much about it. When she held Xirong Ziye's hand just now, she could feel it burning like fire. She thought to herself, what a man! In fact, it's all the same. He definitely didn't want to hurt her, so he left alone.

Xia Mu Qingyan hugged her chest and looked at Xirong Ziya's leaving figure, the light in her eyes becoming more and more proud.

The bodyguard of the Xiamu family stood next to Xiamu Qingyan and asked: "Miss, do you need to follow me?"

Xia Mu Qingyan said proudly: "No, he is mine and no one else can take it away." When Xi Rong Ziye saw her just now, he couldn't help but hug her and kiss her, so she didn't need to worry.

When Xirong Ziye returned to his residence, he took out the photo and looked at it carefully. The veins in his hands almost jumped as he looked at it. He immediately dialed a private number and said a few ordinary words. This was His own coded signal.

After the other party accepts it, they will perform the task.

I looked at the sky,

He still disguised himself as a guard, quietly went to a residence, and arranged for someone to search for the man in the photo.

"Your Excellency, the man in the photo only has a general outline, which is very blurry and cannot be traced at all."

"No matter how hard it is, we have to find it, and we have to find this restaurant."

"yes!"

After arranging all the tasks, Xirong Ziye returned to his residence, picked up the sweater from last time, and kept looking at it. The trace of blood was still on it, as if to remind him that he was so cruel and ruthless to her before.

He sat on the sofa, picked up wool and knitting needles, and began to knit a sweater, trying to knit the incomplete sweater completely. It seemed complete, and he and she were also complete.

Xirong Ziye stayed up all night, knitting a sweater. Even if he didn't know how, he worked hard to learn. Until dawn, he was still repeating the movements in his hands.

And at this time, he suddenly felt a little bit like Bai Yaoyao's mood at the time, that kind of waiting and anxiety, that kind of unknown panic, thinking too much, Xirong Ziye's hand movements were a little hasty, and he pricked his finger.