Master's Million Blind Wife

C47 A Familiar Incense Stick



C47 A Familiar Incense Stick

0Qiao An could only come out from under the blanket again, "Come in, sister."    

    

Huo Chengyun had already changed into a set of pajamas. Seeing Qiao An sitting alone at the head of the bed, she casually asked, "Where is Cheng?"    

    

"He went to take a shower." Qiao An answered.    

    

" Oh." Huo Chengyun quickly put down the incense Furnace. "Then I'll leave quickly. I won't disturb you."    

    

Qiao An's face turned red. "No, I did not disturb you."    

    

A familiar smell of peonies entered her nostrils. Qiao An's eyes narrowed, "Sister, what kind of incense is this?"    

    

"Is Cheng useless at home?"    

    

"Huh?" ___ asked. Qiao An was stunned for a moment and did not understand much. When she reacted, it was already a few seconds later. She was just about to explain when Huo Chengyun said, "This child always does not follow the doctor's instructions and does not use it on time."    

    

She adjusted the position of the incense furnace and softly explained, "Cheng has a very stubborn insomnia. This is an incense specially made for him. If you are not used to smelling it, just let Cheng turn it off. If you are able to smell it, remind him to light it before sleeping every day."    

    

"Okay." Qiao An responded and followed the location of the incense to sniff again.    

    

It was indeed the smell of peonies.    

    

"Alright, I'll be leaving now. Good night."    

    

"Good night."    

    

Huo Chengyun nodded slightly and quickly disappeared from the room.    

    

Half an hour later, Huo Chengzhou came out of the bathroom and looked up to see Qiao An leaning against the bed in her pajamas.    

    

At this time, the big lamp in the room had already been turned off. There was only a lamp with a faint halo on the headboard. The dim lamp shone on her body, but it suddenly made Huo Chengzhou think of her exquisite figure.    

    

The restlessness began to surge in his body so easily. Huo Chengzhou quickly looked away. "Why didn't you sleep?"    

    

Qiao An's gaze shifted in his direction. "Older sister sent over the incense."    

    

Huo Chengzhou sniffed and indeed found that there was an additional fragrance in the air. He frowned and said, "This thing has no effect. You are not used to smelling it either, right? I will turn it off."    

    

Qiao An did not answer his question and only asked, "Sister said it was specially made for you to treat insomnia."    

    

"Yes." Huo Chengzhou's wheelchair leaned over and lifted his hand to turn off the incense furnace.    

    

Qiao An was silent for a moment and her face became solemn. There was an unnoticeable tremble in her voice. "Only you know how to use it? ... This kind of incense's taste is quite special."    

    

"I don't know." Huo Chengzhou opened the window again to let the air in. He thought Qiao An did not like the smell. "This is from Qin Jingzhi. This quack even made me use it on time. I do not like the smell. Besides, it is useless. "    

    

Qiao An's heart jumped when she heard Qin Jingzhi's name. She slipped and wrapped herself in the blanket.    

    

Huo Chengzhou noticed his movements and raised his eyebrows. "What's wrong?"    

    

"It's a little cold." Qiao An said.    

    

Huo Chengzhou quickly closed the window. "Yes, I opened the window just now."    

    

Qiao An nodded. "Yes, go to sleep."    

    

Her voice was a little muffled because her mood was also a little irritated in an instant.    

    

Could it be that the person on that day was really Qin Jingzhi?    

    

Exhaling, she turned around. This was too embarrassing!    

    

It seemed like Huo Chengzhou and Qin Jingzhi had a pretty good relationship.    

    

Ahhhh! Ahhhh!    

    

He was going to die!    

    

Huo Chengzhou naturally did not know Qiao An's rich thoughts. He stood by the window for a while longer, and the cold wind just now had finally extinguished some of his restlessness. He tried hard to make himself fall into deep thought.    

    

Eldest Qiao could not contact him, and he did not like the design of Old K's team. When would the Shangcheng game come online?    

    

Also, he had read some of the beta reports of the new game that was about to come online. There were still many problems that needed to be solved.    

    

Also, the Supreme Game had been online for two years. Could it be that it could do something for the players?    

    

Finally, after a long time, Huo Chengzhou regained his calm. He let out a breath and turned his wheelchair to the side of the bed.    

    

Just as he was about to raise his hand to turn off the light, Qiao An suddenly turned around and looked at him. The blanket in her hand was wrapped up. "What are you doing?"    

    


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