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Han Qiao sighed and looked at Xiang Qing lovingly.
"Then I'll go downstairs."
She turned and left in a hurry.
Xiang Qing looked at her figure and felt that something seemed to be wrong.
When did Aqiao and Fu Yuyao become so close?
This... isn't normal?
Xiang Qing was confused, but he packed up his things very diligently.
Well, he needs to behave better!
Xiang Qing had no idea that what would greet him would be Fang Mu's passionate... dark cuisine...
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Han Qiao only felt safe when he came downstairs.
When I think of Fang Mu’s dark cuisine, “…” I feel helpless.
If you don’t have that talent, then don’t ruin the chicken soup.
Alas, she sighed deeply.
She took out her cell phone and checked the time.
It's already half past nine.
Logically, Fu Yuyao should have returned, but for some reason, he hasn't appeared yet.
Han Qiao was bored standing downstairs, so he wandered around the community.
I strolled until I reached the entrance of the community.
She accidentally saw a familiar figure flash by on the left.
Han Qiao was puzzled, "?"
"Yaoyao, the person just now looked like Fu Yuyao." She came out alone and could only talk to Yaoyao.
Yaoyao, [Sorry, Aqiao, I didn't see clearly.]
"Okay." Han Qiao took a few steps forward.
She has strong fighting power, so nothing unexpected will happen. Even if something unexpected happens, Yaoyao will help her.
Of course, she is not the kind of person who would just give up her life.
Han Qiao took a few steps and came to the place she had just been to. She found that she didn't see a single person.
Come to think of it, maybe she saw it wrong.
Han Qiao was just about to leave when he heard a faint groan.
Han Qiao, "?"
She turned her head and her eyes fell on a small flower bed.
At this moment, the green plants on the flower bed were lush and blocked her view.
Han Qiao narrowed his eyes and did not move forward. Instead, he walked back sideways, pretending to look casually in the direction of the small flower bed.
This sight shocked Han Qiao so much that he almost cried out in surprise.
Behind the flower bed.
Fu Yuyao was standing there coldly.
The look in his eyes was different from his usual gentleness. Even though he was pretending to be calm, one could still see the hostility in his eyes.
Han Qiao walked towards Fu Yuyao as if possessed by a ghost.
"Why are you here? Everyone is waiting for you."
The distance between the two men shortened, and Han Qiao was startled.
She smelled a faint scent of blood on Fu Yuyao. Not only that, when she looked at him closely, his eyes were as dark as the abyss.
In addition to being quiet and cold, he also exudes a strong sense of danger.
Han Qiao stopped where he was, his feet felt like they were filled with lead and he couldn't move anymore.
Her eyes flickered with uneasiness.
Fu Yuyao stared at her for about three or four seconds. He chuckled and said, "Just got back."
He lifted his foot and walked forward.
Han Qiao was stunned where he was, "..."
Fu Yuyao took two steps and saw that she didn't move. He turned around and looked at her, "What? Didn't you say you were waiting for me?"
Han Qiao, "..." Her legs were weak and her voice was dry.
Fu Yuyao took two steps back and followed Han Qiao's gaze towards the flower bed. "What are you still looking at?"
The cold voice was accompanied by an endless sense of oppression.
"No, my leg cramped." Han Qiao said weakly, still feeling scared.
I always feel like I might have just encountered something extraordinary.
She even felt that she was almost silenced.
It is very likely that Fu Yuyao showed mercy to her.
Han Qiao, "..." Woo, I want to cry!
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