You Are My Rare Passion

She stared intently at his sleeping face, and found that she couldn't get enough of this face.

In this world, there is probably no man more beautiful than him.

Downstairs, after receiving her text message, Qiao Zui stayed for a while, left the bedroom, and went to Mi Sheng's room.

Mi Sheng's salute has been packed up.

Hearing the knock on the door, he said "Come in" and walked over to open the door.

Opening the door, she was stunned when she saw Qiao Zui.

Qiao Zui held her shoulders, pushed her into the room, raised his foot to close the door, leaned his back against the closed door, took Mi Sheng into his arms, looked down at her and asked, "Little aunt said how many times have you I'm in a bad mood, what's wrong?"

In the past few days, he cried too much, shouted too much, and his voice became hoarse.

Staring blankly at his haggard face, Mi Sheng suddenly felt that she was going too far.

Now is the time when Qiao Zui is most vulnerable and needs care and companionship the most. Not only does she not care about him, but she secretly worries about gains and losses, fears and fears, and asks him to care about herself in turn.

She's really over the top.

Very incompetent.

"It's nothing, I'm fine," Mi Sheng hugged him, and buried his cheeks into his shoulders: "Everyone is in a bad mood these days, and the atmosphere at home is very dignified. I'm worried about you, so I may look a little unhappy, but I'm fine, instructor, you..."

"Call me Ah Zui from now on," Qiao Zui interrupted her, reached out and squeezed her chin, making her look up at him: "We are already a fiancée, how can we call our fiancé an instructor? You can call me Ah Zui or Xiao Qiao."

There is still a bit of melancholy in his beautiful peach eyes, but they are watery and gentle.

Seeing the two little girls in his beautiful eyes, Mi Sheng suddenly had the urge to cry.

"Okay," she hugged Qiao Zui's waist tightly: "It's too disrespectful to call you Xiao Qiao, so I'll call you Zui from now on, shall I?"

The corners of Qiao Zui's mouth twitched slightly, and he nodded: "Okay."

"Azui, you, will you blame me for sister Yiyi's death?" Staring at him for a long time, Mi Sheng finally decided to express her inner worries.

She decided that in the future, she would be like Ye Xingbei said, be honest with Qiao Zui and speak out, instead of hiding in her heart and thinking wildly.

Qiao Zui's expression was slightly surprised. After a while, he came back to his senses and understood why she asked such a question. He shook his head and rubbed the back of her head: "What a fool! It wasn't you who killed my sister, it was you who bribed the sniper You are not the mastermind behind the scenes, why should I blame you?"

"But..." Mi Sheng lowered his head and said sadly, "I'm very guilty. I was the one the sniper was going to kill. Sister Joey blocked the gun for me. I should be the one who deserved to die..."

"Don't be stupid," Qiao Zui hugged her into his arms, lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair, "The damned person is the murderous sniper, the mastermind behind the bribery of the sniper, and me who didn't protect my sister. , No matter how it is your turn, it is not your turn to shift the responsibility to others and blame others, it is a narrow-minded, weak and incompetent performance, do you think I am very narrow-minded, very weak and incompetent?"

"No, I didn't!" Mi Sheng shook her head hastily.

She hugged Qiao Zui tightly with all her strength: "It's just...you are too important in my heart, I, I'm 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 stroked the diamond ring on her hand: "I'm not someone who makes promises casually, since I put the ring on your hand, I have already explained my heart, so Xiaomi, have some confidence in me, and don't doubt my liking for you in the future, okay?"