Chapter 113 The Woman Outside the Door

In the morning.

He Wen suddenly woke up and looked at the empty bed. Then he saw that there were pieces of clothes under the bed. He immediately woke up and rushed out of bed without wearing clothes. He opened the door and looked around.

A figure appeared behind He Wen. He Wen was slightly excited and pulled Ling Yumeng into his arms.

"Don't move." He Wen stared at Ling Yumeng's eyes, and even through the sunglasses, he felt extremely clear.

Ling Yumeng lay quietly in He Wen's arms, and then was picked up by him and put it on **. Why Wen wanted to continue, and his face couldn't help but have a touch of red tide.

"You have a good rest here. I don't need your protection today." He Wen said seriously, and then put on his clothes and went out.

Not long after, two or three women came in to clean the room, and then He Wen brought a pot of meat soup, and he didn't know what the meat was.

Looking at the spoon handed over by He Wen, Ling Yumeng was a little dazed.

"Is it hot?" He Wen frowned, tasted it himself, then blew it twice and handed it to Ling Yumeng's mouth.

Ling Yumeng suddenly felt a little greedy at this moment, and unstoppable tears suddenly gushed out under his sunglasses. Is it happiness? Or hallucinations?

He Wendang was about to take off Ling Yumeng's sunglasses and gently wiped away her tears.

"What's wrong with this?" He Wen was puzzled. Suddenly, when he saw the snake pupils, his expression was shocked. It was a look full of dependence, clear but simple. He seemed to remember the kind of eyes he had just met Dingding. This was something he desperately guarded, but he never thought that this expression was hidden in Ling Yumeng's sunglasses. Maybe he didn't go for a moment. Xie Lingyu's dream, even rarely speaks, guilt, or?

"Good boy, don't cry." He Wen squeezed out an ugly smiling face. The temperature was so unspeakable that she had only had it when she was with Dingding. This was what she once longed for. Now it has come true. Is happiness too suddenly and she is not used to it?

Ling Yumeng smiled. No one had ever seen her smile. Even He Wen was extremely rare, or even almost none.

She smiled beautifully, and the corners of her mouth naturally looked up. He Wen looked at it in a daze and even forgot to hand over the spoon in her hand. At this moment, Ling Yumeng was very beautiful, very natural and pure, without any fancy and pretentiousness. It was a smile from the bottom of her heart, just like the happy smile in her heart.

He Wen also smiled and slowly handed over the spoon: "Come on, open your mouth."

Ling Yumeng looked at He Wen, his eyes did not turn, opened his mouth dullly, and then drank the broth handed over by He Wen.

The two repeated the same action, but their eyes looked at each other softly. Perhaps their hearts were really opened at this time.

"Well, you can take a break today. I'll go out and deal with something." He Wen carefully and gently wiped off the soup stains from the corners of Ling Yumeng's mouth.

Ling Yumeng smiled gently and nodded. After He Wen left, she greedily took a breath of He Wen's remaining breath in the quilt and immersed herself in happiness.

"The matter is more serious. From the report of the team members just sent out, the number of zombies this time will probably reach nearly 100,000." Qiao Guoxing reported.

He Wen nodded: "Then let them speed up. They must be completed before the zombies arrive. After this battle, we will move. The city is too dangerous and untenable, and it is easy not to be besieged by zombies."

"Good." Qiao Guoxing nodded.

"Is there anything else?" He Wen lit a cigarette, looked at Qiao Guoxing, who had not got up, and understood that he still had something to report.

"Well, Brother Wen, don't you still have a babysitter? Mengxi can be applied. After all, she is her own person and can be trusted." Qiao Guoxing's eyes flashed with embarrassment, and then he acted like an official tone, but he didn't let He Wen see anything.

He Wen pondered for a while and nodded. The most important thing is that he thought of Ling Yumeng of **. Maybe she still needs someone to take care of her. After all, she can't accompany her often.

He Wen suddenly forgot Ling Yumeng's identity as her bodyguard, and he also forgot Ling Yumeng's fierce skills and only knew that she needed to be taken care of.

Qiao Guoxing smiled, and a trace of joy flashed in his eyes, so he nodded: "Then I'll go out to deal with things first."

"Well, go ahead." He Wen nodded.

He Wen is meditating, wondering why Qiao Guoxing recommended his daughter to himself? Is it to tie me tightly? Or for his own status, or for his daughter to have a good home? He Wen shook his head with a smile. In short, he understood that Qiao Guoxing would naturally not harm him. Maybe he had some other thoughts. In short, there would be no harm to him.

Naturally, He Wen didn't know that Qiao Guoxing returned to his room with an office appearance at this time.

"Mengxi, I have fulfilled your request. As for the rest, please pay attention to yourself." Qiao Guoxing looked helpless. When he learned that Ling Yumeng was He Wen's woman, Qiao Guoxing gave up the idea of matching He Wen and Qiao Mengxi. As for Cheng Li, he always knew that He Wen had no idea about her. He Wen was also more helpless to be an emotional idiot like He Wen, but he was gratified, because such people are generally better than More dedicated, he won't mess with flowers, but in this end of the world, it's nothing to mess with flowers. As long as his daughter can be happy, Qiao Guoxing will naturally do his best to do it.

"Really?" Qiao Mengxi, who was doing needlework, suddenly raised his head and flashed a blush on his cheeks. What she can do now is to sew something for the camp. She also learned these needlework from people in the camp and suffered a lot. She has been spoiled since she was a child and can't even cook. Now she can also make some delicious food, although the dishes are simple.

Qiao Guoxing is naturally gratified, but he feels helpless, because he gradually finds that his daughter has put her heart on He Wen, and naturally these things are also learned for him.

"Hmm." Qiao Guoxing nodded: "I told Brother Wen that my identity is a nanny, that is to say, you need to take care of his diet and living now."

"It's okay. I believe I can do it now." Qiao Mengxi's slightly red face was firm, and Qiao Guoxing couldn't help but taste it. This was his daughter he had raised for half his life, and he had never seen his daughter treat him so well.

"Well, Dad will deal with some things first." Qiao Guoxing smiled and left the door. He didn't say anything. He didn't want to hit his daughter. Maybe there are some things that he needs to see through by himself.

"Well, Dad, pay more attention to yourself." Qiao Mengxi waved his hand with a happy face.

"Yeah!"

After Qiao Guoxing left, Qiao Mengxi pinched his fist and said excitedly, "Qiao Mengxi, you can do it. You must take down that man at one stroke." After that, he thought about what could impress He Wen's wood.

He Wen sneezed, wiped his mouth, and looked at Fang Xingtian, who had recovered.

"How's it going, Lao Fang?"

"It's okay." Fang Xingtian nodded.

"Well, things need to speed up the process, and time doesn't wait for people." He Wen patted Fang Xingtian on the shoulder.

"Well, I understand."

Another day has passed, and the corpse tide is approaching, and the visual speed will probably arrive in the afternoon.

The scraped quilt gasoline and some flammable materials have been placed above the city gate, but not much. After all, everything has a limit. Otherwise, even if the zombies are repelled this time, the whole winter will be spent in the severe cold. In winter, the importance of heating is comparable to food.

Qiao Mengxi excitedly took her own meal and knocked on He Wen's door. He Wen had given her the key. She could go in and out at any time, but He Wen was still sleeping in the morning. Naturally, she had to knock on the door first.

"Come in." He Wen opened his eyes and said something. After that, he continued to hold the warm but cold jade body in his arms and closed his eyes. Originally, Ling Yumeng got up at three or four o'clock in the morning and instinctively wanted to leave, but was stopped by He Wen.

Ling Yumeng curled in He Wen's arms, and her slender eyelashes trembled slightly. Obviously, she also woke up and heard someone coming in. A trace of shame flashed on her face, with a slight flush, which was very touching.

Qiao Mengxi was slightly excited and inserted the key into the keyhole. Then she opened the door and gently put the food on the table. Looking at the steaming food, a trace of pride flashed in her eyes.

"So early?" He Wen lay at the head of the bed, revealing half of his body, covered with horrible wounds.

"Hmm." Qiao Mengxi turned around and nodded, and then looked at Ling Yumeng lying beside He Wen, stunned. Unconsciously took a step back, He Wen lit a cigarette and said, "You can avoid it first. I'll put on my clothes, and you can clean the room again."

"Oh." Qiao Mengxi had a bitter face and responded with a trill, and then hurried out, almost tripping over the two-centimeter-high threshold.

He Wen put on his clothes, kissed Ling Yumeng's face, then brought the food over and fed Ling Yumeng with his own hands.

Ling Yumeng looked happy, but then shook his head: "Wash up."

"Good." He Wen nodded, picked up Ling Yumeng and walked to the bathroom, brushed his teeth and washed his face, and took care of everything. Ling Yumeng was manipulated by He Wen like a puppet, and the happiness on his face became stronger and stronger.

Qiao Mengxi outside the door held a broom in his hand and looked at all this in a daze. When has this man been so gentle? Does it vary from person to person, or? Her eyes turned red. She fantasized that she was the heroine in He Wen's arms, and she was the woman who deserved this kind of happiness.

Her naturally stubborn personality aroused her unwillingness to give up. She thought that happiness was fought for by herself. She didn't want to be just a nanny of He Wen, and she didn't want to be a woman who could only look at the door.

Qiao Mengxi held back the tears that were about to fall, took a deep breath, then walked in, with a reluctant smile, and then began to clean up.

Qiao Guoxing sighed not far away, shook his head, and then left.