Little boy, you are obedient

Chapter 80 The Beautiful Girl Flying on the Battlefield (11)

There are countless mmp in Bei Xing's heart.

Oh, it's so miserable, so miserable!
What a poor little one.

Bei Xing "teng" sat up from the bed.

The quilt that was originally neatly covered slipped down to her waist, and the clothes were slightly messed up because of the excessive force during the acting just now, revealing her delicate collarbone.

The girl sat on the bed blankly, with a confused expression.

Hmm... Should she go and comfort Fu Qi?
【…】

Ah Hao showed the sadness of the old mother.

The host is finally sensible!
Bei Xing thought for a few seconds before lying down on the bed again.

... Forget it, let's get some sleep first.

【…】

It's wrong.

It shouldn't have such high expectations for the host.

Ah Hao silently comforted himself: the host can think about doing the task well in his heart, it is already good, and he has made great progress.

Beixing was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling, unable to fall asleep.

She sat up again, quietly got off the bed, and looked around the bedroom.

The whole bedroom is themed in cool tones. The walls are painted dark gray, the bed is also dark, and there are few pieces of furniture. It is the same as the original owner's pitiful small apartment, giving people a feeling of loneliness as a whole.

The things in the bedroom were similar to those in the living room, they were all arranged neatly, even the sheets on the bed were laid meticulously.

Bei Xing stared apologetically at the wrinkled sheets beneath her.

It should take a long time to clean it up, right?
She turned her gaze to the table.

To be more precise, it was a pile of books on the table.

"Criminal Psychology"

"Perfect Crime"

"Anti-reconnaissance means"

Beixing's eyes were slightly confused.

Why, how can Fu Qie see such mysterious things?

Although she doesn’t understand it very well, she looks so awesome...

Ah Hao was completely speechless.

Shouldn’t a normal person’s focus be on the title of the book?Why is the focus of its host so... strange?
After Fu Qi helped Bei Xing into the bedroom, he was in a state of anxiety.

He was sitting on the sofa in the living room, his eyes slightly absent-minded, a little anxious.

He couldn't help it, stood up and paced back and forth in the living room.

After a while, he carefully lay down on the door panel, listening to the movement inside the door.

Hearing no sound, Fu Qie stretched out his hand and put it on the doorknob.

Use a little force.

"Squeak-"

The door opened.

He stood outside the door and looked inside carefully.

Bei Xing had already received a reminder from Ah Hao when Fu Qie was lying on the door panel to eavesdrop. At this moment, she was nestled under the quilt, her little face was flushed, her dark color was very peaceful.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Bei Xing's eyelashes trembled, but he still didn't open his eyes.

Fu Qi stood at the door for a while, looking at the quilt on Bei Xing's body, the more he looked at it, the more uncomfortable he became.

How could it be so messy!
He took a deep breath, but still couldn't hold back, he walked to the bed carefully, and began to make the bed gently.

Even Beixing didn't feel that someone was making the quilt.

After tidying up meticulously, Fu Qie sat on the small stool next to the bed and looked at Bei Xing's side face in ecstasy.

Why on earth would he bring people back?

It was not at all in line with his style to bring a stranger into his home by accident.

He obviously shouldn't have done such a thing.

What is even more bizarre is that he actually agreed to let others rest in his bedroom.

why.

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　　la la la no no no

　　
　
(End of this chapter)