Rebirth 90's wife

Chapter 843 Do You Blame Me?

But now, what the hell is disappearing out of thin air?

"Don't mention this matter to everyone. If Wu Qiao asks, you can just say it. After all, she was the first to find someone outside the window."

"Well, I see."

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The next day, the first thing Wu Qiao did after waking up was to ask Chen Jingang if yesterday's person was caught.

Seeing the other party shaking his head, Wu Qiao suddenly smiled.

"I guess I didn't catch it either. How could someone who can make me feel uncomfortable just outside the window be caught so easily?"

Chen Jing frowned and looked at her little wife, feeling like she knew something?
"Is that the girl? It's the girl you mentioned to me once."

Wu Qiao twitched the corners of his mouth and nodded sarcastically.

"It can't be anyone else except her, but how she came here and how she suffocated me, these are still mysteries."

Wu Qiao stood up disapprovingly, walked to the balcony, and looked at the big tree not far away.

When she was suffocating last night, a crazy voice in her head kept telling her that the murderer was outside, the murderer was outside.

The voice was urgent, even tinged with fear. In short, when she exhausted all her strength and looked out the window, she finally got the answer.

He was also saved.

So what's with that voice in your head?

She wouldn't think it was an auditory hallucination, because she had never heard that voice before.

It's a bit charming, but it seems to be mixed with some male unique timbre, which stretches far and wide.

"Honey, tell Bian Boyan not to look too closely at that girl recently."

Then went downstairs.

After tossing all night, she was hungry and now desperately needed a lot of food.

After dinner, we have to go back to the set.

And here, after Chen Jingang called Bian Boyan, Bian Boyan came to the wooden house in the woods of Xiangheju angrily.

There are several wooden houses in the grove.

And the room that Bian Boyan and Qiao Qiao often go to is also where he often stays.

As for the room where Bian Shiyu was imprisoned, it was in the corner on the right, because the shade was more serious, and the wooden room even had an unpleasant smell.

There was no stove in the room, anyway, even in summer, the house was damp and cold.

It was so cold that people shivered.

Looking at Bian Shiyu who was sitting on the corner of the bed wrapped in a quilt, Bian Boyan walked over slowly.

There was also a cup of milk tea in his hand, which was Qiao Qiao's favorite flavor.

In his office, there is only this kind of drink.

"Have a drink."

Smelling the strong coconut fragrance, Bian Shiyu felt much more comfortable throughout her body.

"Thank you."

Although the voice sounded weak, the wanton eyes never left Bian Boyan.

Bian Boyan felt this, and even Yang Mao, who was standing at the door as the background board, felt it.

It's really a bit hopeless for the leader to be scrutinized so unscrupulously.

"I imprisoned you here, is it my fault?"

"No, why would I blame you?"

Bian Shiyu raised her palm-sized face with a faint smile on her lips. Although her gaze was a little narrowed, her tone became ambiguous.

"Besides, you remembered me and brought me milk tea. It smells really good."

Bian Shiyu, as an orphan adopted by the collateral line of the Bian family, has not been treated well since she was a child, not to mention milk tea, and she didn't even stutter if she couldn't complete the task.

So of course she is eager for milk tea, the desire in her share.

As the young master thousands of years ago, he was curious about these novelties, so he liked them.

(End of this chapter)