The world's sweetest

Chapter 412 There must be a problem

You have to take the blame, and you have to do the job. As long as the second master reconciles with Ms. Mu, give him a week's vacation and play games without pressure, everything will be worth it.

Xiang Xiuhan raised his long legs, and said coldly: "What, want to usurp the throne?"

Qin Ke: "..."

What the hell is Second Master thinking!

He is really difficult to be a human being.

When Xiang Xiuhan arrived at the hotel, the signal here was stronger than outside, with two bars and three bars, so he immediately changed the card here.

With a disturbed mood, I opened WeChat, but there was no news.

The expectant heart immediately fell into the icy water, and it was so cold that it was so cold that his heart was aching.

Just when he felt his heart ached to the point that he was about to suffocate, the Wechat alerts sounded continuously, and he could see at a glance that it was from Mu Xin.

At this moment, he only felt that the constant sounding of the WeChat notification sound was like a beautiful note, which gathered a nice song.

Clicking on the chat box and looking at the message she sent, the restless heart, the inexplicable stability, seems to have found a home.

He looked at the beautiful photo of her pouting and kissing, looked at the messages she sent, and couldn't help but read it over and over again, as if he could hear her soft voice right next to his ears.

Qin Ke took the luggage and entered the room, helping to pack and hang up the clothes, sneaking glances at Xiu Han from time to time.

Seeing what he said in reply to Mu Xin, he typed a lot of words, then deleted them, typed a lot of words, and then deleted them again, repeating this, until finally he didn't know what he typed, but it looked very concise, so he sent it.

He was a little dazed, the second master was always the fastest to reply to Mu Xiaode's message, all kinds of crappy designs.

Why reply today, so entangled?

There must be something wrong!
After Xiang Xiuhan finished sending, he was about to put down his phone, but the notification sounded again, and after a glance, it was from Mu Xin, Xi's hand shook, and the phone almost fell to the ground.

Holding his breath, he replied tremblingly, [Aren't you someone? 】

Because he was in a hurry, he sent the message, only to realize that he had typed a typo, so he typed sleep again.

Mu Xin hugged the quilt, and because she just woke up, she squinted her eyes and typed, [Well, I fell asleep, I just dreamed that you sent me a message, and I woke up to pick up my phone, so it was real, not a dream. 】

Looking at the message, Xiang Xiuhan felt sour and sweet in his heart, and didn't even know how to reply her.

He also had this feeling. In the first half year when he brought her back, he was looking forward to her messages so much. He often dreamed that she would send him messages. When he woke up, he took the phone and looked at it, but there was no word, and his mood fell instantly.

Was she waiting for his message, that's why she had such a dream?

Just as he was thinking, the sound of the video sounded, and he quickly clicked to answer it.

But the signal was not very good. During the connection, he was so anxious that he really wanted to take a helicopter directly to return to her.

After connecting, a picture of Mu Xin hugging the quilt with half of her face buried in the quilt immediately appeared on the screen, her long hair somewhat covering her face.

Mu Xin opened her eyes and watched the video, and softly called out: "Honey, have you just arrived?"

She had just woken up, her expression and speech were soft and lazy, and it made people feel soft-hearted just watching her.

Looking at Xiang Xiuhan, the cold handsome face was involuntarily soft, and her eyes were also gentle and doting, "Well, I just arrived at the hotel. It's a bit out of the way, and the signal is not very good."

When he spoke, there was some stuttering, which reminded him that the signal here was not good.

This reminded him that he was anxious, very anxious.

(End of this chapter)