Chapter 175: No Qiqi, Just Look at Me! (1)

Looking at the drawer in front of him, Si Nian clenched his hands into fists and did not move.

She shouldn't be considered a thief like this, right?

There were too many doubts in her mind, wondering why Zhan Muqing's attitude towards her had changed so much all at once.

Zhan Muqing was so afraid that she would see that photo, it must be the person in the photo, he didn't want her to see it.

Mustering up his courage, Si Nian took a deep breath, took a step forward, bent down, and reached out to pull the drawer.

However, it was locked.

Si Nian frowned, and pulled the other drawers, which could be opened.

So, the only thing is that the drawer with the picture frame is locked.

Si Nian stood in place for a long time before he came back to his senses.

The more this happened, the more she wanted to figure out what was on it.

Is it a painting, or is it a picture of a person......

"Miss Si, haven't you slept yet?"

When he was out of his mind, Aunt Pei's voice suddenly sounded behind him, which startled Si Nian.

Turning around suddenly, like a child who had done something wrong, with his hands behind his back and an embarrassed expression.

After all, it was the first time to do such a thing, and Si Nian felt as embarrassed as being caught stealing.

"I ......" blushed slightly, looked at Aunt Pei, and said in a slurred voice: "I...... Can't sleep. ”

Originally, I wanted to ask Aunt Pei about the person in the photo, she must know if she had taken care of Zhan Muqing for so long.

But after thinking about it, Aunt Pei is Zhan Muqing's person, and she will definitely not tell her.

When she asked, she was startled.

"Can't sleep?" Aunt Pei immediately smiled when she heard this, "Miss misses Mr., right?" At this time, Mr. has not yet arrived. ”

Si Nianpi doesn't smile at her, Aunt Pei's imagination is really rich.

"I'll go back and think about it."

After speaking, Si Nian walked past Aunt Pei with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "Aunt Pei, good night." ”

Aunt Pei nodded: "Miss, what a dream!" ”

Walking into the bedroom and looking at everything related to Zhan Muqing in front of him, Si Nian felt that he couldn't breathe.

The words that Aunt Pei just said sounded in my ears: "Miss misses Mr." ”

Si Nian covered his ears, his face embarrassed.

She didn't!

pursed his lips, Si Nian went directly to Qiqi's room and lay on the bed.

He took Qiqi's puppet and held it in his arms, stared at the ceiling, and forced himself to fall asleep.

But after tossing and turning all night, she didn't fall asleep.

When the mobile phone rang, Si Nian came back to his senses, and the sky was almost dawn.

She actually had insomnia!

Pick up the mobile phone and see that it is a video call from Zhan Muqing.

Looking at the time, his plane should have just landed.

Si Nian was stunned for a moment, connected to the video, and at first glance saw Zhan Mu Qingshuai's handsome face, but he was a little tired, and his deep black eyes were frosty.

It's just that the moment it touched her, it suddenly softened.

A shallow smile appeared on the man's indifferent face, stared at Si Nian, and said in a low voice: "How did you sleep?" ”

Si Nian swallowed weakly, "It's okay, have you arrived in Italy?" Why didn't you see Qiqi? ”

"No seven, no seven, it's just me, just look at me." Zhan Muqing's face instantly became gloomy, and he was extremely domineering.

Si Nian was stunned, and he couldn't get along with his daughter.

"As soon as it's safe, then you can go back. I checked the weather, it's cold in Italy, pay attention to Qiqi don't catch a cold. ”

After speaking, Si Nian himself was stunned.

She is really like a mother who has given birth to a child now, no matter how big or small.

"What about me? You're not worried? ”

Listening to Zhan Muqing's sexy and low voice, Si Nian's cheeks turned red inexplicably.

Si Nian pursed his lips and didn't speak.

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Finally finished writing ~ good night!

Author: Nian Nian, what about the good control of the heart?

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