Chapter 2784: Her photo

In the car, the voice of two people chatting, sounded from time to time.
"I heard that Xier went to the Middle East earlier. My mother and I had planned to send someone to look for it. I was not prepared to trouble you. But I sent someone to find a time. I didn’t have her entry record. What should be wrong? The is probably still in city C."
"Master is polite, I will investigate again in two places."
"Don't worry too much about the girl, my mother and her, just know that she is safe and safe."
Two people drove all the way and talked back home.
After arriving at the Qing family, Qing Muchen did not think of the West, but was responsible for receiving the father of Moxier.
It’s a child’s face. When I entered the house, I screamed out,
Hey? Isn’t there West?

Her voice was a little high and the whole hall was heard.
The action of Qing Muchen drinking tea, which was chatting, suddenly paused, and seemed to listen to her words.
Did not answer, next to, a servant's voice suddenly sounded, "Miss, Xixi seems to be uncomfortable, back home."
"Is it? I will go see it!" Tong Yan did not ask much, and walked upstairs with a big step.
Qing Muchen had never gone to the heart of the West, but after the sudden insertion of Tong Yan, the chat behind, inexplicably always distracted.
The butler standing next to him quietly observed his reaction, and he couldn't help but float. "Would you like to call Xixi down to stand by?"
His words are actually looking for reasons for Qing Muchen.
He is not quite sure what the concrete thoughts of Jing Muchen are, but what is certain is that it must be related to Xixi.
"No!" Unexpectedly, today's Qing Muchen is particularly kind.
He said so, the butler did not say anything, quietly continued to stand aside.
Qing Muchen continued to talk about the sky.
"When is Master going to go back?"
"tomorrow."
"So fast?"
"Xi's mother is in Sicily, I am not very relieved."
"This way! Master is still as good as Yun Aunt!" Qing Muchen smiled and said, "I will stay at home tonight, I am going to prepare the room."
"it is good!"
The corridor upstairs, the west of the stairs now, if there is nothing to do with the mop in the mopping, while listening to the conversation between the two downstairs.
When I heard the phrase "home", she gently swayed the mop's hand and didn't know if it was not stable or how the mop in her hand slipped.
"If you are not feeling well, you should rest well. There are many people who help at home!" Tong Yan wanted to take the mop in her hand, and Xixi did not care to avoid it. "It doesn't matter, I am fine."
Rotating the stairs, Qing Muchen seems to be coming upstairs.
When I heard her, I just said, "That's right, Master's room is handed over to you!"
Wanting to lead her to the room, took two steps, like what I thought of, and the footsteps returned.
His eyes turned to the downstairs, and he suddenly came up with a sentence, "Yes, Master, the photo of Xier--"
He seems to want to say something, a word blur, the words have not been finished, the moxibusty mop next to the ground suddenly fell to his shoes.
Her actions don't know if it is intentional.
She was not good at doing housework. When mopping the floor, the mop was still very wet. The wet water went to the foot of Qing Muchen, and the trousers were wet.