Chapter 842

Three o'clock in the morning.

Bo Muyan and Dian Xiaoxing finally returned home.

After tossing about for almost the whole night, both of them were a little tired.

Lying in bed that moment, but inexplicable insomnia.

Dian Xiaoxing leans in Bo Muyan's arms, his eyelids droop slightly, and his voice is extremely sentimental: "Muyan..."

"Well, go to bed. I'm tired enough tonight." Not waiting for Dian Xiaoxing's words to finish, Bo Muyan gently patted her body and coaxed her.

Dian Xiaoxing obediently closed his mouth, did not ask the question he wanted to ask before.

"Good night, then." Dian Xiaoxing is attached to Bo Muyan's ear and whispers.

"Good night, baby." Bo Mu Yan tilts his head slightly and prints a kiss on her lips and petals.

"Happy Christmas, Muyan." Dian Xiaoxing subconsciously raises a smile at the corner of her mouth. She doesn't open her eyes, and her voice falls low.

Bomuyan suddenly remembered that today is Christmas.

A year has passed.

"Merry Christmas."

In the room where he could not see his fingers, Bo muruhan echoed.

Then hold Dian Xiaoxing tightly in his arms

The next day, dianxiaoxing woke up very early.

But the pillow next to it was already cool.

The girl frowned slightly and went downstairs to Mingshui to tell her that Bo Muyan had something to do with going out.

Dian Xiaoxing nodded clearly, carrying a cup of hot water to the balcony.

Outside the glass window, I don't know when it snowed.

One by one, it fell to the ground and melted quickly.

Dian Xiaoxing stares at the short-lived snow process, and his face is full of deep worry.

"Miss, the lady is on the phone."

When Dian Xiaoxing sinks into her mind, Mingshui comes to her with her mobile phone at home.

Dian Xiaoxing blinked in a trance, quickly recovered and answered the phone.

That end soon came Xie Zhiqing's voice: "Xiao Xing, there is more than a month to celebrate the new year. I'm going to come back with your uncle Bo for the new year."

"Well, when?" Dianxiaoxing is looking forward to it.

"In a week, your uncle Bo and I will set out and come back." Xie Zhiqing said again.

"What about Aunt Feng? Does she still live with you? " Dian Xiaoxing thinks of fengmeilan.

"She moved away long ago, and we don't get in touch very often. You call her and ask her? " Xie Zhiqing replied.

"Well, I'll wait here for my mother to come back." Dian Xiaoxing said with a smile.

"Oh, by the way, Xiaoxing, are there any strangers coming to you recently?" At the end of the call, Xie Zhiqing suddenly asked.

"Stranger? No, what's the matter? " Dianxiaoxing is at a loss.

"Nothing. It's said that there are many cheaters in Los Angeles recently. If someone you don't know comes to you, don't believe him." Xie Zhiqing's voice showed a trace of inexplicable panic, and then casually talked about a reason to fool in the past.

"Mom, there are other things. Hang up first. I'll see you next week. " Then, Xie Zhiqing does not wait for Dian Xiaoxing to ask questions, and hangs up quickly.

"Ah, ma..."

Doodle's busy tone suddenly rang out, Dian Xiaoxing sighed helplessly and hung up the phone.

Why does mother's tone sound strange?

Does she know something, something she doesn't know?

For example, will someone look for her in the near future?

And I don't know anyone.

So who would it be?

Who will make Xie Zhiqing so flustered?

Think of here, Dian Xiaoxing's eyes suddenly lit up!