Chapter 221 (1/2)

In the guest room where Qiao Yi was sleeping, when he took a bath, he thought of Xin an saying that he was not in good condition, so he shaved his hair and beard in the mirror.

Once out of the bathroom, Jiang Biqi sat on the sofa with a towel and brought it to him.

Looking at the man in front of her, Jiang Biqi was surprised. These days they have been fighting, and Qiao Yi is very sloppy, she almost forgot how beautiful this man is.

At this moment, he was bared and fit. His young muscles and lines were so beautiful that she was ready to move. It's not just psychological, it's physical.

She wants it.

”Why didn't you sleep?”

”I want to sleep with you.” Jiang Biqi said delicately, ”let me help you with your hair.”

”No, it's late. Go to bed.” Qiao Yi took the towel and wiped it twice, then threw it aside, and touched the cigarette box on the tea table.

”Don't smoke, will you? It's not good for your body and it's not good for your baby. ”

”Then you go back to your room.”

”I want to sleep with you tonight!”

Qiao Yi ignored her, put the cigarette into his mouth and lit it. His smoking posture is elegant and lazy, his eyes are slightly narrowed, arrogant and lazy, just like a dissolute aristocrat, with strong attraction all over his body.

Smoking is not a good habit, but Qiao Yi, a smoker, is too deadly. As Poppy, firmly attracted Jiang Biqi, see her dry mouth.

When he flicked the cigarette with his slender fingers, she felt that it was on her heart, which made her heart tremble and fascinated.

Step forward, hold her from behind and put your face on his back. ”I love you so much, I love you so much...”

It was ironic to hear that in Qiao Yi. Love? Oh, if she loves him, she won't threaten her with photos and do so many things that make him sick.

”Shall we start over?”

Qiao Yi slightly opened his mouth and slowly exhaled a mouthful of smoke from his mouth. The corners of his mouth were full of sarcasm and indifference. ”Go to rest. I'm very tired, too.”

”I don't want to go, I want to be with you...” Jiang Biqi's hand stroked his chest, moved restlessly, and went to him, but Qiao Yi pressed her hand.

”Sleep.”

”No We haven't done it for a long time... ” Jiang Biqi kisses his strong back. She not only wants to please him, but also yearns for him. I've been dry for a long time, and now I'm hot and dry.

”Qiao Yi...”

”You're pregnant.”

”It doesn't matter. After three months, it's stable. It's OK.”

”I don't want to.” Qiao Yi directly broke off her hand, and it was hard to hide the disgust between her eyebrows. That kind of emotion made Jiang Biqi very hurt.

She has taken the initiative to this extent, why does he still refuse to take her?

”I'm going to sleep, and you can rest too!” With that, Qiao Yi pinched his cigarette, brushed his teeth, went to bed and turned off the light.

Jiang Biqi stood there alone and watched him for a long time. She was so angry that she wanted to lift his quilt and fight with him.

But in the end, she held back and brazenly climbed into bed.

”Qiao Yi Qiao Yi Are you asleep? ”

He turned his back to her and ignored her, his features frowning, with a feeling of extreme boredom.

Although they are lying on the same bed, they have their own thoughts. The air is depressing.

After such a long confrontation, Qiao Yi fell asleep, but Jiang Biqi didn't. when he fell asleep, he unconsciously turned over to her and gazed at him in the moonlight.

Sometimes when she is extremely tired, she will ask herself, is it really worth pestering a man who is deeply ill with her?

But now, looking at his face, that high nose, cold face, some childish slightly trembling eyelashes, she really can't let go.

She loves him so much. It hurts. At least she's alive. But if you lose him, she'll really die.

”I love you, Joe!” She gently kisses his lips, carefully, afraid to be found by him to push her away. Pillow on his chest and listen to his breathing.

”Xin an Xin an... ” Joe began to cry uneasily, as if trying to catch her.

Jiang Biqi's face is livid. He even thinks about that bitch in his dream?

Every time he called, he was tormenting her heart, inserting countless knives into her heart.

Seizing the pillow tightly, he picked it up. On impulse, he wanted to cover him with a pillow, which made the whole person tremble.

Touched the mobile phone at the head of the bed, went to the balcony, made a phone call and said viciously: ”as long as you can kill Xin'an, you can ask me to do anything!”

……

Sanatorium.

Qiao solemnly stood at the door, looking at Xin Aofeng lying on the bed. After a while, he asked the nurse. ”How is he?”