Chapter 2023 Extra Story Twins
Qiao Weiyang said coldly: "Speaking of which, I not only want to praise her, but also thank her for helping me contain the garbage."
The muscles on Lin Heng's face twitched, and he turned to leave.
Qiao Weiyang withdrew his gaze, and there was a sudden pain in his heart.
...
Qiao Weiyang returned to his apartment with strength.
She habitually opened a bottle of red wine, picked up the bottle, and took a gulp.
There were WeChat constantly coming in on the phone, Qiao Weiyang glanced at the content on WeChat, and had to get up and reply.
"Tell me as soon as you find the kidney, I will do the surgery myself."
After she sent the message, she put down her phone, laid herself on the sofa, and continued to drink the wine one after another.
This is a habit developed after giving birth to twins. After endless work every day, into the middle of the night, I will be enveloped by a huge emptiness.
Only after drinking, can I take a nap for a while.
She bumped into her fiancé cheating on her, which made her pain even worse.
No one could have imagined that the famous ghost hand and heavenly doctor had cured countless difficult patients, and he still had to drink to help him sleep.
Half-drunk and half-awake, Qiao Weiyang's cell phone rang.
She picked it up and picked it up: "Hello."
"Miss Qiao, I'm at the door of your apartment."
The man's magnetic and cold voice came through the electric current, and Qiao Weiyang's cold eyebrows frowned slightly.
When her consciousness returned, she remembered the little milk bag and the noble and cold man she had seen tonight.
Qiao Weiyang opened the door and saw Su Zhuoqian standing at the door, coming with a dignified body, and the little milk bag was lying on his shoulders.
"Mr. Su?" When Qiao Weiyang saw Su Zhuoqian, he subconsciously hid the wine bottle behind him.
She was never afraid of anyone knowing that she was drinking.
But in front of Su Zhuoqian, he was stunned.
Although she wasn't sure if he saw his own bottle.
Hearing Qiao Weiyang's voice, the little milk bag suddenly turned his head, and his eyes suddenly condensed with light: "Mummy!"
Qiao Weiyang was hugged in an instant, and there was a faint smell of milk from his nose.
"I miss you, Mommy." He lay in Qiao Weiyang's arms, his eyes fell on her room, "Don't make me leave."
"No." Qiao Weiyang had absolutely no resistance to him.
Xiaobao was relieved and hugged her tightly.
Only then did Qiao Weiyang look at Su Zhuoqian: "Mr. Su this is..."
She came to the door late at night, and she really couldn't think of a suitable reason.
"Xiaobao can't sleep." Su Zhuoqian said calmly, "I've been through until now."
Little Treasure, lying in Qiao Weiyang's arms, closed his eyes, let out a slight breathing sound, and slept soundly for a moment.
Su Zhuoqian: "..."
He narrowed his eyes to hide the uncommon embarrassment at the bottom of his eyes.
He also hid his surprise.
Little Treasure was beside Qiao Weiyang and fell asleep almost in seconds.
"Come in first." Qiao Weiyang didn't want to let the father and son stand at the door.
She found a space to put down the red wine, and reached out to touch Xiaobao's pulse, "He is indeed a little weak and can't sleep well for a long time?"
"Almost." Su Zhuoqian glanced over her fingers, "Are you good at medicine?"
"Know a thing or two." Qiao Weiyang's cold brows furrowed deeper, "He's only so big, how could he be like this?"
"Anxiety, obsessive-compulsive disorder. If you don't finish what you're doing, you won't do the next one."
Qiao Weiyang felt distressed, no wonder, seeing him for the first time tonight, he was also a little sleepy.
"Let him sleep with me for a while." Qiao Weiyang put Xiaobao on the bed in his room, thinking about the treatment plan in his heart.
She came out without Xiaobao, and suddenly faced a strange man in the middle of the night. The stagnation in the atmosphere could not be concealed.
"Mr. Su, what are you drinking?" Qiao Weiyang opened the refrigerator.
Su Zhuoqian smelled a strong smell of alcohol, which has not been broken since she opened the door.
His eyes flicked across the large and small empty wine bottles in the room.
And the crimson dyed on the ends of her slender eyes.
"milk."
Qiao Weiyang immediately rummaged in the refrigerator, and in the pile of wine, finally found a bottle of milk.
"hot."
Hearing his words, Qiao Weiyang poured out the milk and put it in the microwave.
Su Zhuoqian walked over and said in a low voice, "Sorry for disturbing you so late."
"It's okay, I haven't slept yet." Qiao Weiyang rubbed his eyebrows, he was really drunk, so he left the father and son, "How do you know I live here?"
"When I was looking for Xiaobao at night, I checked some monitoring and data."
Qiao Weiyang understood.
With this man's means, he couldn't find anything he wanted to find.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, and his tone was deeper: "The body is his own. It's not worth it."
Qiao Weiyang suddenly raised her eyes and bumped into his eyes.
Sure enough, his eyes swept across the red wine bottles.
So tonight's embarrassment of catching rape was also found by him?
Does he care about himself?
It's hard to imagine that such words would come out of such a cold and arrogant man's mouth.
"I didn't punish myself with other people's mistakes." What hurt her the most was the hidden pain of losing a child, rather than being robbed of a piece of trash.
Su Zhuoqian reached out and picked up the bottle of red wine she had not finished drinking.
When he got the evidence of the crime, Qiao Weiyang squeezed his fingers uncomfortably: "It's just a small habit."
"A person's life is a continuous process of developing good habits and correcting bad habits."
His words have no warmth, but do not have a deep meaning. Qiao Weiyang seems to be completely shrouded in his breath.
He was too tall and straight, making the apartment appear cramped and cramped.
The presence was so strong that Qiao Weiyang couldn't ignore his every breath and look.
"Ding" sound.
She was woken up, hurriedly took out the milk from the microwave, and handed it to him: "Mr. Su, here it is."
"It's for you." Su Zhuoqian didn't reach out to take it, but made a gesture for her to drink.
Qiao Weiyang held the milk cup and drank the cup of milk obediently.
The stomach eroded by alcohol was comforted, but the drunkenness was very high.
She slipped her hand and the glass fell.
She went to reach for the cup, and people fell to the ground.
In the next second, she was caught firmly, and there was no sound of the glass breaking.
She opened her eyes and saw the man's very deep black eyes.
Only then did she see clearly that he had a pair of fan-shaped double eyelids, and when they were very close, she could clearly see that the restrained eyes restrained his too cold and aggressive expression.
From the bottom of the covered eyes, there was a momentum and scrutiny that would split people apart.
Danger!
These two people rushed into their minds, Qiao Weiyang's alarm bell made a big call, jumped out of his arms quickly, and fled quickly to the room where Xiaobao was.
All that remained on his fingertips was the residual warmth on her waist.
There was a faint smile on Su Zhuoqian's lips, which he didn't even notice.