Yun Qing's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she began to think about who might be the one who was trying to do it.

She had a intuition that the one who started was a woman!

In addition to Yun Qianrou, there are also perfumers from various countries who have hatred for her.

Those perfumers are unlikely.

If Yun Qianrou wanted to get close to her, she would not have noticed it.

Not Yun Qianrou...

Excluding this person who had a serious holiday with her, who else would want to kill her?

When Bei Ming Yexuan saw Yun Qing wake up, he was just thinking alone and couldn't remember anything else.

His dark eyes turned cold, and his eyes passed through her bandaged hands, pressing down the anger in his eyes, turned around and took a cup of hot water, squatted down, and fed Yun Qing himself to the mouth.

Yun Qing was stunned, raised her eyes, met Bei Ming Yexuan's almost loving eyes, and smiled slightly, "I'm fine, don't worry."

She took the man's hand and drank a few sips of water. Her stiff and cold body finally felt a hint of warmth.

Bei Ming Yexuan didn't say anything, raised his hand and placed the water cup on the table aside.

He sat down beside her, stretched out his hands, and sat down on his legs, as if holding a fragile treasure.

His delicate and slender fingers stroked her white little face, and his movements were gentle, and they could even be described as greed.

His gaze locked her beautiful face, lowered his head and gently rubbed against her forehead, as if he was calming down some emotion corrupted by fear.

Yun Qing's long eyelashes trembled, feeling the man's abnormal heartbeat, closed his eyes and stayed quietly in his arms.

......

Miss Qiao walked out of the door with the medicine box. As soon as she breathed a sigh of relief, she was penetrated by the man blocked outside the door.

Bo Chihan stood in front of the window, heard the movement, and slowly turned around.

The man's dark and clear eyes were wrapped around a trace of dark mist, and his tone sounded quite respectful, "Miss Qiao, how is Qingqing?"

Miss Qiao looked at the man with a smile.

She found that these men were so stupid.

When I was in front of Yun Qing, one was as good as the other, and I turned my back and saw a bunch of white and black.

"Hand is injured," Miss Qiao lit a cigarette, her tone was a little cold, "I looked at the wound. The other party should have wanted her life. She caught the knife in the water. Fortunately, she was blocked by buoyancy and was just injured, otherwise her hand would have been ruined."

If Yun Qing's hands were destroyed, I don't know how much loss it would be.

Bo Chihan's eyes became even colder. He turned around and looked at the cold night outside the window. His voice still sounded light and polite, "I'm sorry Miss Qiao."

Miss Qiao was smoking, listening to the noisy sound downstairs, and swaying in her high heels, turning around and leaving.

She could almost expect what would happen in the hotel next.

The daughter of the Bo family who had just returned home was almost murdered in public... This is definitely not a trivial matter.

The man behind him would be better prayed, and these two people would not be able to catch any handle, otherwise they would be better off than death if they waited for each other's fate.

After Qiao Qiao left, Bo Chi said coldly, "Check!"

"yes!"

......

In the room, Yun Qing stayed in the man's arms for a while, and his emotions finally returned to peace.

She opened her eyes.

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