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Chapter 559 Want You To Be With Me (1)

Feng Wuze raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, and let out a soft sigh from his throat, "It's not that I won't help you, I really can't help it."

If his father knew about him and tried to tell fortunes casually, his life would definitely be in danger.

"Since Qiao Luo isn't here, I'll go first."

After the words fell, he turned around and ran away.

With a whimper, Yueer watched that ostentatious figure run further and further away.

"Hey……"

Yue Yi raised his hand to press Yue Er's shoulder, and said softly, "Don't shout, it's useless even if you catch him back."

Yue Er brushed his hair and said depressedly, "The Feng family is proficient in divination. If he is willing to help, we can at least know whether the young master is safe or not."

"Not in a hurry, he will go to the young lady, and the young lady will ask." Yue Yi said firmly.

Yue Er's eyes lit up, but then he became entangled again, "But he just said that he came from behind to knock on the corner of the wall."

Yue Yi rolled his eyes at him, "You really believe what he said casually, and it's not like you don't know his mouth."

Net poor mouth.

Yueer thought about it, and it seemed that he was right.

"Don't delay, hurry back, don't miss tomorrow's meeting." Yue Yicu urged.

Yue Er nodded, "Then you should be careful and tell me if you have any news."

After speaking, he turned and left the cliff.

……

At three o'clock in the morning, the lights in the bedroom came on again.

Tossing and turning, still no sleepiness.

Qiao Luo turned over and stared at the pillow beside him in a daze.

The slender and white hands covered the pillow, feeling cool.

She tilted her head, buried her delicate face in the pillow, and could still smell his scent faintly.

At this moment, the phone rang suddenly.

Qiao Luo immediately sat up and reached for the phone.

There is no note, but the mobile phone number looks familiar.

Sliding over to answer, the hearty voice was somewhat magnetic, "Qiao Luo, where are you?"

Feng Wuze?
Qiao Luo was taken aback.

Before he could say anything, Feng Wuze's urging voice sounded again, "Qiao Luo, are you listening?"

Qiao Luo came back to his senses, a dark color flashed across his eyes, "Are you in Hwaseong?"

On the other end of the phone, Feng Wuze had just walked out of the airport when the cold wind blew in front of him, making it chilly.

He gathered his collar, his teeth were chattering from the cold, "I just came out of the airport, what, you want to send a car to pick me up?"

Qiao Luo's eyes dimmed, "Okay."

Feng Wuze paused, "Really?"

When will there be such a good treatment waiting for him, is he hallucinating?
"Wait."

The cold voice came again, and the phone was hung up in a hurry.

Feng Wuze blinked, really came to pick him up.

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Luo sent a message, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Putting on her slippers, Qiao Luo walked slowly into the cloakroom, and after a while, she came out after changing her clothes.

Hooking the hat with her fingertips, she put it on top of her head.

With only a mobile phone, she walked out lightly.

When the patrolling guard saw her, he was surprised, "Young Madam, are you going out so late?"

Qiao Luo nodded, "I'll go out for a while, and open the door for me."

The guard nodded, turned and walked to open the door.

……

In the middle of the night, the streets are deserted, and the smell of fireworks is a little less.

The black car stopped at the entrance of Xiyun Pavilion, and when the door was pushed open, Feng Wuze jumped out of the car.

"What the hell, why is Hwaseong so cold?"

He was in a hurry when he came, Feng Wuze only grabbed a coat and put it on.

Unexpectedly, Fengyun City is cold enough, Huacheng is colder and colder, and the blood in the whole body is about to freeze.

He looked up and saw the plaque of Xiyun Pavilion, which was brightly lit.

He stretched out his long legs and ran up the steps in three steps at a time.

Just as I reached out to knock on the door, the store door opened.

The delicate little face of the woman caught his eyes, revealing a bit of weakness and paleness.

A trace of surprise flashed across Feng Wuze's face, "You..."

Why is her face so pale?

Qiao Luo said lightly, "Aren't you coming in?"

Feng Wuze stepped forward with her long legs and followed her in.

I haven't been to Xiyun Pavilion for a while, and the containers inside are covered with a little dust.

Feng Wuze sat down opposite Qiao Luo, the chill on her body gradually dissipated.

His eyes swept away and fell on her face, "Why is your face so bad, are you sick?"

Qiao Luo shook his head, "You know everything about Fengyun City?"

"Eh..." Avoiding her gaze, Feng Wuze said, "I heard a little bit."

"Feng Wuze, is there anything else you didn't tell me before?"

"..."

"My life and death, how could I become a noble in the end?"

"..."

Feng Wuze looked left and right, changed the subject and said, "The Xiyun Pavilion is well decorated."

"Feng Wuze." She called his name directly, her voice was very soft, but Feng Wuze's whole body trembled when she heard it.

He hesitated to say, "Actually..."

Qiao Luo's fingertips curled up slightly, and the dark light in his eyes flickered on and off.

A low sigh sounded, and Feng Wuze said helplessly, "I really didn't expect this matter. Your life and death calamity was blocked by Long Beijue for you. I really didn't know about this before, I swear."

Qiao Luo's red lips were slightly pursed, and there was a trace of pain in the depths of his eyes.

It was she who dragged him down. If she had gone alone, her life and death would not have fallen on him.

Seeing the person facing him lower his head, Feng Wuze realized that he had said something wrong, and tried to make amends, "Qiao Luo, don't think too much, I can't blame you for this."

After speaking, he felt that he had said the wrong thing again.

"Then what, Long Beijue's accident has nothing to do with you, God's will, none of us thought of it."

The low air pressure on the opposite side loomed heavy again, carrying a bit of depression.

Feng Wuze covered her mouth, thinking she was stupid for the first time.

He scratched his head, wanting to say a few words of comfort, but felt that what he said now seemed powerless.

After a long time, Qiao Luo suppressed the emotions on his face, raised his head, Gu Jing Wubo's cold eyes looked straight at him, "Feng Wuze, can you help me..."

Before she finished speaking, Feng Wuze already knew what she was going to say next, and interrupted, "Wait."

He laughed dryly and said, "I ran out this time and was almost slaughtered by my father, so don't make things difficult for me."

"As long as you are willing to help me, you can ask for any conditions." Qiao Luo said.

"Qiao Luo, in your eyes, I'm the kind of person who will only help if there are benefits to be gained?" Feng Wuze leaned back, narrowing his eyes in dissatisfaction.

"Unfortunately, I thought we were friends. I came to visit you overnight. So that's why you miss me?"

A low voice, an undisguised complaint.

Qiao Luo lowered his eyebrows, "Sorry."

Feng Wuze snorted softly, and said with a half-smile, "I can ask for any conditions, but if I want you to be with me, you agree?"

Qiao Luo frowned and remained silent.

Feng Wuze gave her an annoyed look. He is not inferior to Long Beijue in appearance, so why can't she show that she can consider it a little bit, making him look like he is very cheap.

"Come on, I'm just joking with you, there are more than enough people pursuing this young man around Huacheng, and you are not missing."

(End of this chapter)