Chapter 28: Pillow

However, the glass heart did not know such a normal practice, almost let himself eat a loss, after wiping dry hair, the glass heart took the placed clothes, the low eyebrows slightly wrinkled and untied the only bath towel on the body. The body instantly makes the glass red face, this is still so long, the first time I saw a man’s .
Seeing that Qimo has nothing to reflect, waiting for himself to change clothes, the glass heart is steady and steady, in the order of the clothes, inadvertently seeing the honey-colored skin, the scars are staggered, there are white dots, and there are long strips, Interlaced in the chest of the ink, the thigh, and the original skin color is not much different, but it is exceptionally embarrassing.
The heart of the glass could not help but pick up the eyebrows. I thought that Qi Mo was born to the position of the boss. It may not be possible now. Such scars show silently what kind of past.
When I packed it up, I didn’t have any extra words and expressions. I left the room and went out. The glass heart carefully arranged my clothes and went out. From today, I don’t want to think about how to escape. If you want to find out how to find out where you are, you can count on the release of people, and it is more difficult than expecting the red rain in the world.
"How are you?" The red eagle standing at the corner suddenly made a noise and was shocked by the heart of the glass.
The glass heart looked up to see the red eagle, not pointing at the neck with a frown, silently said: "Don't you see?"
The red eagle had already seen the traces of black and black on the neck of the glass heart, and the scars of the bite. Seeing the calmness of the glass heart that was asked, but the look was too calm, and such calm should not appear in her. On the body, people can't feel her real thoughts completely. This is terrible. A radiant person suddenly calms down and converges. It must not be a good thing.
The heart of the glass swept the red eagle and kept on preparing for it. She hated the threat and was restrained. There was no way to align the ink. It was not so good for your red eagle. Now she is not in the mood. Ok, don't expect to look good.
"There is a practice of insomnia at home, sleep is not good, but you can rest well with you."
Behind the red eagle's steady, low-pitched words, the glass suddenly stopped and turned to look at the red eagle. The red eagle looked up at the slowly speaking glass: "Don't resist him, don't think about leaving, the master will not Treat yourself badly, but if you are an enemy, it is not a threat, just a reminder that death is not the end, you should understand what I mean."
The heart of the glass could not help but frown coldly: "You threaten me."
The Red Eagle shook his head and said: "You should know that this is not a threat. The home is very sensitive to the breath, and your breath can make him feel stable." The scene on the car yesterday shocked him. He has never seen Qimo close for so many years. Who, even a few of them have a size and are not close to him within one meter, but the glass heart can be so close, and one night of sleep, let them know that the glass heart can really make Qi Mo calm down.
The heart of the glass listened to the Red Eagle and said that it was impossible to pick an eyebrow. It’s no wonder that Qi Mo only held her last night, but there was no other movement. It turned out to be a pillow. So sure, the glass is aligned with the ink. There is no point in anger, and when pillows and sleeping pills are used, this is not a big problem.
"Let's stay here, you just have to be at home for a day, Lanbang and stealing organizations have no way to take you, and now you are willing or unwilling, and have already had a relationship with the family. No one in the entire Southeast Asian road does not know. I’ve never been close to a woman’s head, there’s a woman around me. If you don’t have the shelter of your head, your ending can be imagined, and the person who is at home wants to pay a terrible price. The place around you is the safest place for you, as long as you You will live very well without violating the meaning of being a master."
The red eagle looked at the heart of the glass. These words are beyond his scope of responsibility. If it is not too surprising, the heart will bring a quiet atmosphere to Qi Mo. He will not say these things to the heart of the glass. These advices are already his. The vertex that can be said.
When the glass heart saw the red eagle, he turned and left. He couldn’t help but scream at the back of the red eagle. I didn’t expect the red eagle to say this to her. It seemed to be a woman who used her as a smudge. The tooth print on the neck, the glass heart picked up the eyebrows, turned and walked toward the restaurant, let them misunderstand.
"You still have two minutes." Huang Ying, who was walking from the main house toward the garage, saw the glass heart that actually went in the direction of the restaurant. He couldn't help but look at the glass heart.
The heart of the glass couldn’t help but say: "What, I haven’t had breakfast yet."
Huang Ying touched the latest pistol on his hand and walked in the waist and walked out and said: "If you are a master, it is a command. If you don't want to listen, it is very simple." When he said, he turned his head and turned against a shooting gesture. Glass heart, arrogant smile, turned and left.
The heart of the glass could not help but scream, and the rules of the ink were too big. Looking up at the watch, there was still a minute and forty seconds left. The eyebrows moved quickly and blinked. Suddenly, the feet went to the kitchen and listened to the sound. The overlooking yellow eagle did not pick up the eyebrows strangely. Did she dare to violate the orders of her home.
Two Hummers, two Cadillac parked at the gate of the villa, the people in the car have arrived, even Qi Mo has already sat in the car, only one missing, Qi Mo's driver, the next person, part-time pillow The sacred glass is absent.
"What is she doing? Want so many people to wait for her alone?" The red eagle gazed at the gate.
Huang Ying sees Qi Mo from the rearview mirror and leans against the chair. There is no expression, no anger or softness. It looks cold and scary. Huang Ying can't help but silence: "It's still ten seconds."
The whirlwind, the words of the yellow eagle just finished, a whirlwind scraped from the villa, I saw the cyclist's glass heart, rushing over at lightning speed, three seconds, driving the door, sitting up, starting, bombing the throttle, In one go, plus one sentence: "Where?"
Huang Ying couldn't help picking his eyebrows. This time was really accurate. The hand that stretched out of the window suddenly waved. The car that led the way, and the throttle opened, the glass heart kept up.
"What are you doing?" Qi Mo was slightly frowning and angered at this time, and the glass heart waved the breakfast while driving.
When Qi Modun frowned, the yellow eagle on the side saw Qi Mo, although he frowned, but did not say anything, could not help but raise his eyebrows: "Your time is really accurate."
The heart of the glass while eating while driving a hoarse voice: "Don't forget what I did." This book is started by this site, please do not reprint!