Photos in express delivery

Cheng Mingxi held his arms and stood by the side coldly, his expression seemed a little stiff. He really couldn't guess how could this guy be so familiar with Qingyi? It seems that he should have known Qingyi earlier than him.

"Xiao, he hasn't made things difficult for you these days." Thinking of the scene he took her home after she fainted a few days before leaving. Zheng Xiaolang saw her. She still felt that she was sorry for him and caused him trouble.

"Fortunately, he didn't touch me, probably because he thought I was not threatened." He shrugged and smiled brightly at Qingyi. Seeing Cheng Mingxi's narrowed cold eyes, he suddenly leaned over and leaned into her ear and said, "Your brother seems to be angry."

Cheng Mingxi saw him talking intimately against Qingyi's ear, and his eyes were about to spit out of fire. But he didn't move his body. He glared at him with warning eyes. He actually felt uncomfortable. Qingyi always called him Brother Mingxi, but he called that guy Xiao. Such a tone made him almost unable to bear it.

"Qingyi is tired just back, so I'll take a break early. Brother Cheng, I'll send it home." He seemed to be careless about Cheng Mingxi's warning eyes and smiled slightly as if he was a little challenging.

"Then Xiao, Brother Mingxi, please send him home." Qingyi stood up with a smile. She originally wanted to leave Cheng Mingxi here, but this place was not her own home after all, and she had no right to make the decision. However, she didn't see what was wrong with them, and she just felt that Brother Mingxi's arm was injured, and Long Tengxiao was just right to go.

"By the way, Brother Mingxi, don't have water in your arms. I'll call Lin Meng later." Qingyi subconsciously glanced at his arm. The wound there shouldn't have recovered.

"It's up to you, I'm going to meddle in other people's business again." Although Cheng Mingxi held on his lips, he was still quite happy. After all, she still remembered the injury. Although it was not as good as he expected, she still knew to care about him.

"Come here to change the dressing tomorrow." As soon as he turned around, his tall figure had already stepped out of the door.

"Qingyi remembers that you don't get angry when you see anything at night, and don't be embarrassed by yourself. If you feel unhappy, call me. I won't turn off the machine for 24 hours and be your garbage can and punching can at any time." Long Tengxiao suddenly turned around and said something inexplicable to her.

She nodded to him, knowing that he had good intentions. In fact, only he and Cheng Mingxi were the ones who really cared about her. Although Mu Lanxuan also cared about her, his purpose was very clear. He wanted her to fall in love with him and wanted her to accept his love. Zheng Xiaoling was even more distant to her, and seemed to care about her very much, but she seemed to be worried about something, which brought her only sadness and pain. She had never given her no burden like Brother Mingxi and Long Tengxiao.

"Miss, express delivery." The servant took the express delivery and walked in. The express delivery turned out to be her name, and she was a little confused for a moment.

I took the express delivery and went upstairs, and saw the cell phone ringing on the table. Another strange number was written on the text message. "Your two men are fighting."

She looked at it inexplicably, what about her two men? Where did she have men? It was inexplicable. She closed her cell phone, picked up the fruit knife on the table, and gently took the express parcel. A stack of colorful photos fell to the ground, and her eyes suddenly swelled violently. These were all from Zheng Xiaolang, Feng Lian, Ouyang Fen and the little girl Nini. Each photo was taken very clearly, and each photo was very ambiguous. Another photo was actually from him and Feng Lian on the bed. Feng Lian was almost naked, and Zheng Xiaolang pressed on her, her feet wrapped around his waist. The blood suddenly rushed straight to her forehead, and she threw the photo away as if she was burned.

This may be the reason why Long Tengxiao called her back. She was so reluctant to admit that these photos were real, but there was no trace of synthetics, so it would be difficult for her not to believe it.

Her hazy heart seemed to fly into space and floated, and she was not even willing to pull back her thinking. She has always been a woman who combines sensibility and reason. She once thought that if one day Zheng Xiaolang left her, she could leave calmly, walk freely without leaving any trace. But at this moment, when she really saw him entangled with others, an inexplicable hatred surged in her heart. Why did he hurt her again and again? Could he really get the pleasure of revenge if he hurts her?

The scene in the office had already torn her heart apart. She also remembered the words he scolded her for her. If it weren't for the great harm she suffered when she was a child, she wouldn't have forced herself to stay here for the sake of her child and would not have forgiven him for his repeated mistakes.

"Miss Wen's phone number." Xiaoqing, a servant downstairs, was calling her.

She stroked her forehead, tidyed up her clothes, and walked down the stairs. "What, Xiao, you are kidding, you and Brother Mingxi are both in the police station." Qingyi was simply frightened by his words. It was really raining all night. She was upset and in a mess and could not be solved. The two of them actually went to the police station.

"What are you fighting with me if you two are fine?" Qingyi drove to pick them up, complaining. Cheng Mingxi's black shirt was wet. She knew that it was his wound that was bleeding again.

Long Tengxiao was not much better, with blood on the corners of his mouth, and plum blossoms were blooming everywhere on his snow-white shirt. Two men, one black and one white, should be very embarrassed. But one looked more cool and handsome, the other was more wild and unruly. I could see Qingyi only shook her head, and these two looked angry and looked like little boys. No wonder some people say that every man lives in his heart. If they are regarded as men in their thirties at this moment, it would be inappropriate.

"Hey, Miss Wen, why are you here?" A young policeman saw Qingyi stopping, and a shy smile appeared on his face.

"Are you?" Qingyi couldn't remember where the boy in front of her had seen, but she was indeed familiar.

"I remember that Mr. Zheng was drunk that day, and you came to pick him up." The police officer reminded.

"Well, you are that little policeman." Qingyi suddenly realized that he was the policeman who asked her to sign. She clearly had her comic books, but she found a reason to say that his sister liked it and asked her to sign it.

"Well, Miss Wen has a good memory."

"Qingyi has a bad memory, otherwise she would not have thrown the two of us injured aside. She would have lost her chat and chatted with you." Long Tengxiao smiled sarcastically and put one hand on Qingyi's shoulder, looking very frivolous.

"Who told you to fight or find trouble if you have nothing to do? You still think I'm not annoying enough." Qingyi glared at them fiercely.

Cheng Mingxi looked at the police officer silently, and his sharp eyes scared the police officer quickly greeted him and slipped away. Perhaps because he was scared by his momentum and eyes, he turned around from time to time and looked at him secretly.

"Let's go, my blood is almost gone." Cheng Mingxi pretended to be in a difficult and unbearable expression.

Long Tengxiao shrugged and blinked at her. He seemed to be telling her that Cheng Mingxi's wound was not that serious.

She didn't directly recover Chunning because she was afraid that the two of them would fight after she left. Looking at Cheng Mingxi's painful look, she felt a little reluctant. "Xiao, I'll send Brother Mingxi back and help him change the medicine. Do you want to go back first?" She took the key and walked towards the garage. These two guys were really good, they had to cause trouble to get happy.

Long Tengxiao shrugged indifferently, curled the corner of his mouth. Then he nodded, "Qingyi should not be eaten by the pervert." He deliberately spoke to Qingyi, just to see Mingxi's angry look. Although Qingyi regarded Cheng Mingxi as his brother, in his eyes, what he saw was a man's exclusive desire for a woman.

Sure enough, Cheng Ming's eyes stared at him fiercely. He looked innocent, humming a song and shaking the car keys and walking towards his car.

The car drove directly to the apartment where he lived. "Mr. Cheng is back, by the way, Miss Lin has come. I see she has bought a lot of things. What a good girl." As soon as she stepped into the lobby, a middle-aged guard came over and greeted her. She also looked at Qingyi, probably because she thought it was strange.

"My sister." Cheng Mingxi didn't like others like searchlights. He looked at Qingyi and explained.

Qingyi smiled at him gratefully. He was really considerate and was afraid that others would misunderstand her, so he made a decision. He was not a person with such a personality, but it was beyond her expectations that he was willing to explain this.

"Brother Mingxi, your apartment is decorated with a modern and warm atmosphere. I always thought that I like to wear black and white, and I should like the most. But in fact, it shows warmth everywhere, with green curtains and tassels dragging on the ground, and the living room shows the fresh spring atmosphere everywhere. The three-bedroom and two-living room house is bright and spacious.

"It was arranged by Lin Meng, I'm too lazy to change it." He walked to the bar, poured himself a glass of wine, and sipped slowly. His eyes were floating lightly across Qingyi.

She smiled and it seemed that he liked Lin Meng, otherwise how could she have arranged his home? And Lin Meng's taste was everywhere here.

"Brother Mingxi, did Lin Meng call that phone call that day?" Suddenly she remembered the phone call that night he was injured. If it weren't for the phone that upset her, he wouldn't have been injured to protect her.

"Yes, don't ask. When will I help me with the wound?" He tore open his shirt while drinking. Sure enough, the wound had cracked and blood stuck to his sleeves. As soon as he tried hard, the skin that had been covered was pulled open by him. Qingyi took a breath after seeing it.
Chapter completed!