Your wife is a bit fierce

Chapter 395 Young Master, He Drank Too Much
"Wait, I'll go with the young master." Luo let go of Xiaoxue's hand, and his eyes fell on the smaller room on the second floor, the door was closed.

"Hasn't he been with you all the time?"

Luo shrugged, showing a disappointed expression: "No, he fell asleep in my room last night, and the servant took him away, saying it was the young master's order."

He said angrily: "I don't let the young master sleep with me every time, and I don't know what he thinks. I don't care about the child, and I don't let me help him raise it."

As soon as the words fell, Qingyang Xiujue's room on the third floor was pulled open, and his steps were steady and powerful on the wooden floor, and the leather shoes collided with the ground, making a rattling sound.

Luo widened his eyes, quickly covered his mouth, moved his head closer to Xiaoxue, and whispered: "It's over, he probably didn't hear it."

Xiaoxue also lowered her voice, a voice that only two people could hear: "Don't worry, even if you stand beside him and say it, he may not pay attention to it."

Qingyang Xiujue never gets angry because of things he doesn't care about. To him, the little one is almost irrelevant, and he only visits occasionally.

Xiaoxue inadvertently thought of the photo just now, so that girl must be special to him.

Qingyang Xiujue seemed to be still angry about what happened just now, when he passed by Xiaoxue and Luo, he passed them by without raising his eyes.

Xiaoxue pursed her lips and stared at his indifferent back. This man must be too stingy.

Luo kept looking towards the third floor on tiptoe, why didn't the little one come out, she turned her head a little impatiently, and asked Qingyang Xiujue: "Young master, why don't you come down, young master?"

Qingyang Xiujue turned a deaf ear, strode away as if he hadn't heard.

"Eh!!"

"The young master has already boarded the plane." Hans who rushed down the stairs replied, and after speaking, he strode behind Qingyang Xiujue.

Luo puffed his cheeks, and said dissatisfiedly: "Since he was quietly sent to the plane."

Xiaoxue couldn't help laughing, it was hard for her to imagine how much Luo liked that little guy, and as for her son who didn't even care about Qingyang Xiujue, she took pains to care about her son.

Luo pulled Xiaoxue and strode out of the villa. The plane was parked on the lawn behind the villa. Instead of rows of seats, there are several rooms.

Xiaoxue seldom went with Qingyang Xiujue, she used to follow wherever she went, but usually they walked separately.

The plane landed steadily on the lawn, Xiaoxue could see Qingyang Xiujue's slender figure from a distance, his feet were stepping up the inclined ladder, the morning light was soft, shining on his stiff body.

Qingyang Xiujue is no worse than Qingyang Lin Xiao, in fact, in appearance, the two are evenly matched.

Qingyang Xiujue is already a man in his thirties, and Xiaoxue often hears the maid discussing him in private.

He had never seen him bring any women back, and he had no evil thoughts about the young and beautiful maid.

Luo pulled Xiaoxue to follow excitedly, and Fan silently followed behind.

Yi was standing by the plane door, with the travel bag still behind him, waiting for them all the time.

When he saw Qingyang Xiujue, he just nodded slightly, and was greeted by men who ignored him.

Yi raised the corner of his mouth, showing some disdain. Although he worked in Qingyang Xiujue, he had never liked such a person.

The smile at the corner of Luo's mouth condensed on his face the moment he saw Yi.

She pulled Xiaoxue, raised her head, and walked up the stairs. Countless Yi looked indifferent but lurking with fiery eyes.

Xiaoxue has always been a shield for the two of them, so facing Yi Shi, she shrugged helplessly.

Luo raised her head high and walked past Yi. She just couldn't accept his cynical face when she was waiting for Xiaoxue and Xiaobudian just now.

She likes to be with Xiaoxue, she likes little ones, so what has nothing to do with her.

Following Qingyang Xiujue's side may one day face unimaginable disasters, so she likes to live freely.

After walking a few steps, Luo's long hair was suddenly pulled by something, causing her to frown in pain, subconsciously took a step back, and reached out to grab her hair.

After turning around, he saw Yi's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"What are you doing?" Luo stared at him with an ugly face, the hair at the other end was still in Yi's hand, and she pulled it from his hand forcefully.

Yi didn't hold on tightly, and the black hairs ran across his palm: "Walking so fast, rushing to reincarnate?"

"What's none of your business?" Yi growled at him.

This man is really inexplicable. He was still angry just now, but he can speak slowly.

Pretend to be gentle, let your heart down.

Xiaoxue watched all directions, and knew that Yi wanted to be alone with Luo, so Xiaoxue bent down: "My stomach is uncomfortable, I'll go to the bathroom first."

After finishing speaking, he covered his stomach and slipped away.

"My bed is not made, you go and help me make it."

"What do you care about me? Besides, do you have such an attitude of begging for help?"

Xiaoxue was brought into the room by the following maid, and Fan was placed next to her.

Closing the door, the sound of outside conversations was finally far away from his ears.

The furnishing of the room is quite simple, a single bed, wardrobe, and a small bathroom.

The surface of the bed was made soft, and Xiaoxue fell directly, causing the surface of the bed to sag immediately.

When she calmed down, Xiaoxue couldn't help but think of Qingyang Lin Xiao, wondering what happened to him?Did you feel unhappy because of her leaving?
Then, Xiaoxue sat up from the bed suddenly, and took out a white note from her bag, on which was the phone number that Zhong Tong had left for her.

Chong Chong ran out and knocked on Fan's room.

Fan opened the door and saw Xiaoxue, his eyes lit up: "Thorn."

"Lend me your phone."

Fan blinked his eyes, took out the phone from his bag in about two seconds, and handed it to Xiaoxue without asking what it was for.

"I'll return it to you when I'm done using it." After finishing speaking, he went back to his room.

Even if he doesn't pay it back, Fan is also enjoying it, and even hopes that Xiaoxue can monopolize all of him at will.

He stood at the door with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, watching Xiaoxue enter the room, and then he unscrewed the handle of his room and walked in slowly, but when he closed his door, he shifted his gaze.

Xiaoxue sat by the bed and dialed the number on the paper.

Zhong Tong's phone rang until it was about to end before being answered: "Wait a few minutes."

Before Xiaoxue could speak, she was already hung up.

Not knowing what happened, Xiaoxue fell directly on the bed, waiting for Zhong Tong's call.

She actually hoped that the voice on the phone would be from Qingyang Lin Xiao later, but after only one day, she had already started to miss him.

About 5 minutes later, the phone rang, and Xiaoxue sat up subconsciously, with a slightly nervous expression.

"Zhong Tong."

"Miss Lin, young master, he drank too much." There was also the sound of wine bottles being smashed inside.

Xiaoxue's heart throbbed.

(End of this chapter)