cold wife

Chapter 325 Leng Qing, I Love You (1)
The Maybach drove into the villa, and after Ai Bao'er, who was held in Leng Qing's arms, cried so intensely just now, under Leng Qing's pat, she leaned against him a little drowsily, motionless.

Leng Qing was so distressed, he kept comforting her softly in her ears, and patted her small back with his hands.

The car stopped for a while, Leng Qing asked her: "Shall I carry you down?"

Ai Baoer nodded, Leng Qing got out of the car first, then carefully carried her into his arms and walked into the house.

After entering the door, Mike saw the two of them and hurried up, with a worried face on his face: "Did you find it?"

Leng Qing nodded expressionlessly, and led Ai Bao'er upstairs, with Mike following behind.

After a night of torment, Ai Baoer finally fell asleep due to exhaustion. Mike stood beside the bed and checked carefully. With Ai Baoer.

That focused look even gave Mike the illusion that he was still afraid of this man!
"Are you all right?" Leng Qing deliberately lowered his voice and asked when Mike was in a daze.

Mike's face was a little gloomy. He put the things in the medicine box, raised his head towards him, and then went out by himself.

Leng Qing lowered his head and covered Ai Baoer with the quilt before following Mike out.

Leng Qing closed the door, Mike stood by the railing on the second floor of the door, his face was ugly, Leng Qing's heart sank, and he asked anxiously: "Is there any problem?"

Mike nodded and said, "Bo'er is not an ordinary aphrodisiac in her body, but I have to take it back to study what it is."

Hearing this, Leng Qing frowned lightly, and a hint of gloom flashed in his warm and angry eyes.

"The result is out, let me know as soon as possible!"

Mike nodded, turned and left with the blood drawn from Abel's body.

After Mike left, Leng Qing ordered the kitchen to cook some soothing soup, boil it slowly, and wait for Ai Baoer to get up.

Walking into the room, there was a small ball on the bed, breathing evenly and slowly, Leng Qing walked beside the bed, half kneeling and squatting beside her, looking at her sleeping face.

Small face, the size of a palm, even if the slightly raised phoenix eyes are closed, there seems to be a kind of charm, the small nose is straight and upturned, very delicate, the pink face has a few not very Obvious palm prints.

Leng Qing had noticed it before, but now when he looked at it carefully, he realized that there were slap marks on both sides of her cheeks, and a destructive anger rose in his heart, but he couldn't erupt this time, just gently caressing those marks.

There was a bloodthirsty murderous intent in the dark eyes, how could these people be willing to hurt her like this!
Because Ai Bao'er slept for several hours, and couldn't go to court, Leng Qing directly found a relationship and moved the time to tomorrow.

However, this time he did not appear in court, which gave the outside world a lot of speculation. The most common one was that Ai Baoer was guilty of a guilty conscience and suffered temporary stage fright, so she asked to postpone her appearance in court.

After Ai Baoer was taken away by Leng Qing, upstairs in the room where she was, there was a figure silently looking at her back, his eyes were full of complex emotions, apologetic, distressed, and even more loving.

"You went out temporarily last night just to save her?" An evil male voice sounded.

The person standing in front of the window withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the person behind him: "It's none of your business!"

"It's really none of my business, but Feng Huaji, remember for me, you are just a lowly maid under my feet, slave! Should you speak like this when talking to your master?"

(End of this chapter)