Reincarnation: I Married My Ex’s Brother

After drinking all the cherry juice, Qiao Jiuyin felt better in his stomach.

Fang Mu walked out of the room and said to her while putting on his coat, "Xiao Sheng, I'm going out for a trip. I'll be back late at night, so you go to bed earlier."

Qiao Jiuyin looked up at him.

Fang Mu wore a dark blue shirt, a narrow black tie, and a gray coat outside. His hair was neatly combed, as if going to an important date. Qiao Jiuyin twisted his eyebrows and asked, "What are you going to do when you dress like this?"

Fang Mu said, "It's kind of private."

With that said, he took the key, walked over and kissed Qiao Jiuyin's forehead before leaving.

Qiao Jiuyin was sitting on the sofa, frowning a little deep.

It's getting dark, what personal affairs does he have to do?

Still dressed so formally.

Qiao Jiuyin has participated in many tea parties. At the tea party, I often hear people talk about which men have cheated during their wife’s pregnancy. How can there be remarks that men do not steal pleasure, and my heart sinks. Qiao Jiuyin can't help but feel a sense of crisis .

If you think about it carefully, they haven't done it since they discovered that they were pregnant. Fang Mu is also a man, he hasn't been fishy for more than a month, I'm afraid he is also ready to move.

Qiao Jiuyin stood up suddenly, took the car key, and quietly followed Fang Mu's car.

Fang Mu's car drove to a small forest and stopped.

Qiao Jiuyin stopped.

At the foot of the forest, there is an ordinary two-story bungalow.

This is where?

Qiao Jiuyin drove the car deep into a trail and parked it, then walked quietly to the corner of the house. The lights in the house were on, and Fang Mu's figure could be seen vaguely reflected on the windows. There is not only his shadow on the window, but also three or four shadows, all of them are men.

Qiao Jiuyin breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't see the woman.

Fang Mu drove to such a remote place late at night to reminisce with his friends?

If it's just an ordinary retelling of the past, why didn't he tell her clearly?

A group of people communicated in the living room for more than ten minutes, then got up one after another and walked inside. Qiao Jiuyin waited outside for a while, but couldn't help but curiosity before seeing Fang Mu come out. He quietly opened the door and walked in.

She looked around in the living room and saw no one, nor could she hear the conversation.

Qiao Jiuyin walked into the room inside, but no one was found.

There is no light on the second floor, Fang Mu and the others are definitely not on the second floor. There are only three rooms on the first floor, and no one is found after searching each room. Where can they be?

Somewhat strange.

With his eyes turned slightly, Qiao Jiuyin thought of something, then lowered his head and searched for something on the floor. After searching for seven or eight minutes, she finally found a loosened floor in the second house. After putting it on the floor and listening, Qiao Jiuyin vaguely heard the scream of a person.

A chill rushed from the soles of the feet to the top of the head.

There is a man in this basement who is being tortured!

Qiao Jiuyin exited the room lightly and then exited the bungalow.

About two hours later, three or four men walked out of the bungalow. Qiao Jiuyin, who was hiding in the dark, was taken aback after seeing what these people were wearing.

Those people turned out to be tramps!

Their clothes were dirty and torn, and their hair was greasy and messy. When they walked, their bodies turned to the west, as if they were drunk, more like taking drugs.

After they left, Qiao Jiuyin ran into his car and drove away.

…

Fang Mu returned home after twelve o'clock.

He gently pushed open the door of the room, and saw that Qiao Jiuyin had fallen asleep, and his movements were even lighter.

Worried that Qiao Jiuyin would be noisy, Fang Mu didn't take a bath, just took off his clothes and lay down next to her. As soon as she touched the bed, the woman next to her suddenly turned over. Qiao Jiuyin pulled Fang Mu's arm away and took the initiative to get into his arms.

"Brother Mu, what time is it?"

Fang Mu hugged her before answering her, "About half past twelve."

"Why come back so late?"

"Something has been delayed."

Fang Mu put his hand on her abdomen and asked concerned, "Is it still uncomfortable?"

Qiao Jiuyin shook his head, "It's much better."

"That's good, go to sleep, I will hold you."

"Ok."

The two hugged each other to sleep, and Qiao Jiuyin got up the next morning, Fang Mu had gone to work.

After eating breakfast alone, Qiao Jiuyin put on loose trousers and a hat to go out. The servant asked her where she was going, she replied casually to see her university friend, and left.

Along the route in his memory, Qiao Jiuyin stood at the door of the bungalow again. It was too dark last night, and Qiao Jiuyin didn’t pay attention to this house. He observed the house carefully during the day and found that the walls of the house were covered with Bashan tigers. It is not difficult to see that this is a somewhat old building. old house.

She walked to the door, glanced at the big lock at the door, and then took out a dozen keys from her pocket.

Click—

Qiao Jiuyin tried his hand and finally opened the lock.