Chapter 334 Did He Scare Her?
In the bedroom, the curtains were closed and no daylight was seen.
He Yunting sat on the sofa, his whole body was shrouded in smoke.
The cigarette at the fingertips flickered on and off.
The ashtray on the coffee table was full of leftover cigarette butts.
With a gloomy face, he stared at the door between him and Qiao Yi.
From the moment Qiao came up to the first time she knocked on the door, He Yunting heard it clearly.
He could hear her knocking with her foot.
She could be heard sighing at the door, and put the things in her hand on the ground.
I could hear her running back and forth, not knowing what she was busy with.
He heard her say that she cooked for him and left it at the door.
He could even see the disappointed expression on Jojo's face through the door.
he……
Click.
The soot that melted from his fingertips, because of his clenched fist, finally broke.
The cigarette butt with sparks fell on his leg, and a hole was burned in his trousers in an instant.
The hot burning sensation on his skin forcefully pulled him back to reality.
Jojo is still outside.
He can't hide like this.
He must, now, immediately, immediately go out and face Qiao Qiao.
But……
When he saw Jojo, what should he say.
If Qiao Qiao continues to ask about everything from 4 years ago, how should he answer?
He Yunting clenched his fists tightly, wanting to ignore all this, pretending that Qiao Qiao had never looked for him.
But his body didn't listen.
5 seconds later,
He ruthlessly pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and patted the ashes off his body.
Compromising, he got up and walked towards the door.
The big hand held the doorknob slightly trembling, and pressed down hard as if resigned to fate.
The door opened.
A sweet and meaty aroma came out.
On the ground at the door, there was a large bowl of steaming noodles quietly.
Qiao, who was hiding at the corner of the second floor, felt a little nervous when he heard the door knock.
The big boss still loves her and doesn't ignore the fruits of her labor.
This is a good thing.
She hid her angle so she couldn't see the movement upstairs, so she could only listen with her ears.
She held her breath and listened for almost two minutes, but heard nothing.
The big boss neither entered nor seemed to leave.
What is he doing?
Joe was a little flustered.
Shouldn't she be moved and sit on the ground and cry.
It's not right to think about it.
With his waist bent and his toes pointing, Qiao slowly climbed up to the third floor.
He Yunting squatted at the door of the house, took out the note Qiao Yi wrote to him, and read it countless times.
The little guy's handwriting is inexplicably beautiful, and the square and upright lower case letters really don't match her image of a foolish little ruffian.
And this Tuzki, the painting is too fat, it is simply a fat version of Tuzki.
The compared heart is also a big fat heart, fat and fat, like Xiaoyu.
He Yunting snorted and smiled softly.
The dark mood that was like falling into hell just now suddenly cleared up because of this little note.
Jojo said she would not ask again.
She said she wanted to help him.
She apologized to him.
Sorry three words, softly hit He Yunting. His heart seemed to be wrapped in a soft cloud, and his heart was completely soft.
At that moment, He Yunting suddenly felt that maybe if he told Qiao Qiao the truth, she would not despise him as much as a real person.
Thinking of his reaction in the car, He Yunting felt regretful.
Did he scare her?
He... seems to have murdered her.
he……
He Yunting carefully folded the note, took out the wallet from his suit pocket, put the note and the 5 yuan that Qiao Qiao gave him together in the interlayer and put it away.
Then he raised his face and walked towards the stairs.
Then--
He saw a looming black figure at the stairs.
"what are you doing?"
Let me tell you, yesterday I lost my mind when typing, and I made a mistake in writing the time. I cut it off to refer to that incident, which happened 4 years ago. It was 4 years ago. I hereby correct it.