Chapter 822: Am i weak?

She stared at his sleeping face intently, and found that she couldn't see

enough of this face.

There is probably no better-looking man in this world.

Downstairs, after Qiao Zui received her text message, he stayed for a while,

left the bedroom, and went to Mi Sheng’s room.

Mi Sheng’s salute has been packed.

Hearing the knock on the door, he said "Please come in", and walked over to

open the door.

opened the door and saw Qiao Zui, she was stunned.

Qiao Zui held her shoulders, pushed her into the room, raised her feet to

close the door, leaned back on the closed door, took Mi Sheng into her arms,

looked down at her and asked, "My aunt said you are so God is in a bad mood,

what's the matter?"

In the past few days, he has been crying too much, shouting too much, and his

voice is so dumb.

Seeing his haggard face in a daze, Mi Sheng suddenly felt that she was too

much.

Now is the time when Qiao Zui is most vulnerable and needs to care about the

company most. Not only does she not care about him, but she is secretly

worried about gains and losses, sincerely fearful, and she wants him to care

about herself in turn.

She is really too much.

is incompetent.

"Nothing, I'm fine," Mi Sheng hugged him, burying his cheeks into his

shoulders: "Everyone is in a bad mood these days. The atmosphere at home is

very serious. I am worried about you, so I may look a little unhappy, but I'm

fine, instructor..."

"Call me Zui from now on," Qiao Zui interrupted her, reached out and pinched

her chin, and asked her to look up at him: "We are already unmarried couples,

how can we call our fiancé instructor? You can call me Drunk or Xiao Qiao."

His beautiful peach blossom eyes still contain a bit of melancholy, but the

water is gentle.

Mi Sheng saw the two little girls in his beautiful eyes, and suddenly had an

urge to cry.

"Okay," she hugged Qiao Zui's waist tightly: "It's too disrespectful to call

Xiao Qiao, I will call you Zui from now on?"

Qiao Zui's mouth curled up slightly, nodding: "Okay."

"Azui, Sister Yiyi's death, will you or you blame me?" Staring at him for a

long time, Mi Sheng finally decided to speak out her inner worry.

She decided that she would be honest with Qiao Zui as Ye Xingbei said in the

future, and had something to say, instead of hiding her own thoughts in her

heart.

Qiao Zui's expression was a little surprised. After a while, he came back to

his senses and understood why she asked. He shook his head and rubbed the back

of her head: "It's silly! You are not the one who killed the sister. You

bought the sniper. You are not behind the scenes, so why should I blame you?"

"But..." Mi Sheng lowered his head and said sadly: "I am very guilty. The

person the sniper was going to kill was originally me. Sister Joey blocked the

gun for me. The person who should be damned should be me..."

"Don't be silly," Qiao Zui hugged her into his arms, bowed his head and kissed

her hair: "The ** man is the murderous sniper, the master behind the sniper,

and I who didn't protect my sister. No matter how round you are, you can push

the responsibility to others and anger others. It is a manifestation of

narrow-mindedness, weakness and incompetence. Do you think I am very narrow-

minded, weak and incompetent?

"No, I don't!" Mi Sheng hurriedly shook his head.

She used her best strength to hold Qiao Zui tightly: "It's just...you are too

important in my mind. I, I am too afraid of losing you, so I can't help but

worry about gains and losses..."

"You won't lose me..." Qiao Zui kissed her, held her hand, and rubbed the

diamond ring on her hand: "I'm not someone who can make promises casually.

Since I put the ring on your hand, I have already stated my intentions, so

Xiaomi, have a little confidence in me, don't just doubt my liking for you in

the future, okay?"

(End of this chapter)