The door closed quietly, but there was a man like a robot standing outside the door. He was right next to the door. Of course, he was the other person Yin Sa mentioned. His face seemed to have stiffened muscles and was stern.
, only the eyes are blinking.
"What a strange woman?" He glanced at the closed door again and muttered to himself. If Xiaoxi knew what someone said about her, she might have fainted from embarrassment.
Her image is completely gone this time.
The plane that Arthur was on arrived in China very quickly. This time, no one knew that they were coming, and no one knew that what was in this plane was rumored to be extremely magical, and that one person could control anything at will.
Stock market man.
Fred didn't tease the woman on the roadside this time. Even if someone flirted with him, he just showed his white teeth. Such a smile without any smile would scare the woman away. Because his smile is really...
It was too ugly, so his current stock price has plummeted.
To be honest, Fred has never been in such a state of embarrassment, and he has never been as heavy as this time. He was so heavy that he couldn't even laugh. His boss had a straight face, as if he was going to kill someone, and
That little guy Yin Sa didn't know what he was thinking either, he always looked like he was in a trance.
Therefore, it seems that it is no longer possible for him to become more normal, because he discovered that this abnormality will be contagious.
They changed to a hotel. Although it was not the one under their Huairui name, it was still very comfortable. Although it was a bit uncomfortable, the three of them were actually home-loving people.
Yin Sa and Fred nodded to Arthur, and the two of them walked out, leaving the silence of the room to him. They knew that he needed silence most now, but what he needed least was silence, such silence.
, at this time, it was the only one he could enjoy exclusively.
Arthur stood up and walked to a bright floor-to-ceiling window. He looked at everything outside. Compared with the winter in England, the winter in China was actually just as cold. He put his hand on his forehead,
There is a deep color in the green eyes that no one can see through.
As soon as Fred entered his room, he threw himself directly on the bed. He lay on the bed with a pillow in his hand. He seemed really tired.
"Baby, let's rest," he hugged the pillow tightly and kissed it hard, looking like he was already hallucinating.
Yin Sa sat on the bed, holding the small bottle in his hand. To be honest, he had been holding it in his hand since he took the plane. If it was gone, he would feel very lost.
"Well, Xiao Guai has opened his eyes." At this point, his eyes seemed to be flowing with warm water, washing his silver eyes even clearer. From time to time, there were messages coming from the mobile phone he placed next to his ear.
Xiao Xi's chattering voice was telling him everything there and what happened to his little boy recently.
"You said Xiaoguai's eyes don't seem to be pure black?" Yin Sa frowned slightly. It's normal that Xiaoguai's eyes are not black. Xiaoguai is not an Oriental. He picked her up in the UK, so if it is something else,
Eye color, that is normal.
He put down his fingers and gently touched the bottle in his hand, as if he was touching the baby girl's extremely tender face, "My dear, my brother misses you so much. What about you, do you miss your brother?"
After he thought about it, he just smiled faintly. There was no impurity in such a smile, it was just a clean and clear smile. If someone could really see it, then they would find that the person in front of them is really an angel, a pure and kind person.
Angel, but the angel only appeared for a moment.
Yin Sa put away the smile on his face, stood up, opened the door and walked outside.
Knocking on the door, he stood outside for a long time and knocked again, but there was still no answer, not even footsteps. His master was not a person who knew how to rest. In their hearts, Arthur
Huairui is like a robot sometimes, with endless energy.
He turned the armrest of the door, opened the door slightly, and looked inside. Sure enough, there was Arthur's aura in it, but his person no longer knew where he was going.
He leaned against the door for a long time, then closed the door, walked to Fred's room on the side, and knocked on the door again. After waiting for a long time, no one opened the door, and he frowned slightly.
Could it be that the two of them went together and left him alone, or that he was really obsessed with calling, so he never noticed that they left. Master, he can understand that, anyway, this is how he does things
I go my own way.
It's just Fred, doesn't he usually love Zhahu very much, but this time he also learned to be deep.
Unlike being as careful as Arthur, he directly pushed open the closed door. He stood at the door and watched the two people on the bed fighting. No, it was just one person and one pillow. There were pieces falling everywhere on the floor.
Everything was covered with feathers. For the first time, Yin Sa felt a sense of powerlessness. He put his hand on his forehead. After a while, he breathed softly and resisted the urge to stab FD directly.
.
He walked over, and Fred was still grabbing the pillow from time to time, until he caught a bunch of feathers and threw them down again.
"Baby, why are you wearing so many clothes today and you can't take them all off?" He had an idiotic smile on his face, but his eyes were closed tightly.
"Baby, don't hit me on the head, I'll be angry," the corners of his lips curled up, but this time there was a warning.
And there was another pain on his head. He suddenly opened his eyes wide and saw Yin Sa standing in front of him, and of course the feathers all over his body.
"Fred, you raped a pillow," Yin Sa pulled her lips, then walked out, "Your hobbies are really special."
And before he left, he said something desperate. Fred's whole face turned completely black. He hit the corner of the bed hard, and a sound like a slaughtering pig came from the room for a long time.
"Wow, what kind of bed is this? Why is it so hard?"
Yin Sa shook his head feebly. Sometimes, he had the feeling that Fred was actually only fifteen years old, because sometimes he was really too childish and too boring.
He put his hand back into his pocket and gently stroked the small bottle he had always carried with him.