The Long-awaited Mr Han

The eyes were dark and dark, as if they were stained with a deep mist of ink.

Shi Xiaoya was stunned for a while, and she was too familiar with the meaning of Han Zhuoling's change of eyes.

It's just, why is he suddenly like this while talking on the phone?

Shi Xiaoya was puzzled and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Body ... seems to be a bit cold.

Shi Xiaoya looked down strangely, only to find that she was undressed!

Thinking of what I did last night, I must have slept without clothes.

She was confused by the sleep, and because it was too warm, she didn't feel it.

Found it at this moment, quickly pulled the quilt up and wrapped himself tightly.

Shi Xiaoya poked Han Zhuoling again.

Call now!

Han Zhuoling's hand was a little itchy, hiding in the quilt, and holding it vainly, of course, he wouldn't really touch Shi Xiaoya.

Although the other party can't see through the mobile phone.

But Han Zhuoling still feels that this is in front of people, so naturally he can't treat Xiaoya so much.

"Lin Shao, I sent you WeChat at five o'clock." Tong Chunian naturally didn't know about the phone. "At that time, the news that Lian Qingyin had betrayed the black market was passed to the black market.

Even Qingyin certainly did not betray the black market.

She didn't want to die.

Therefore, even if he suffered such a big crime, he still bite it and didn't dare to tell the black market.

What Han Zhuoling asked Wei Wucai to do was just give the black market a fake news.

Let the black market think that even Qingyin gave up the black market because of the unbearable question.

"Why? What's wrong with the voiceless?" Han Zhuoling asked.

Tong paused in the first year and said: "She even died ... she died ..."

"..." Han Zhuoling was suddenly silent.

Shi Xiaoya didn't expect that someone who had only met a few days ago ... died?

Shi Xiaoya subconsciously clasped Han Zhuoling's arm.

Han Zhuoling looked down at her frightened appearance and hugged her into her arms to comfort her.

Shi Xiaoya originally felt a little cold.

But when he entered Han Zhuoling's arms, he felt much better.

"When did it happen?" Han Zhuoling asked again.

"Looking at the surveillance, it was just 5:35 in the morning, she had just left the police station." Tong Chuian said, "At the intersection of Desheng Road, the truck that rushed from the side was knocked over several times Turn over. After coming off the truck, a person should be the driver. Wearing a peaked cap, mask and sunglasses. So he can't see his face. "

"Looking at the surveillance, the driver threw the lit lighter into the car and the car exploded. When the police arrived, only a charred body was pulled from the car."

Han Zhuoling was afraid that Shi Xiaoya was afraid, so she went to cover her ears.

Shi Xiaoya shook her head and took his hand down, "It's alright."

Tong Chuanian heard Shi Xiaoya's voice for a moment, then froze for a while, "Ma'am too?"

Shi Xiaoya: "..."

Suddenly listening to Tong said in his early years, Shi Xiaoya was still very uncomfortable.

This "Mrs." suddenly called her old.

When he was not married to Han Zhuoling before, Tong called her name directly in his early years.

Shi Xiaoya didn't think there was anything wrong with it, anyway, she was an ordinary person, so she was more comfortable.

Shi Xiaoya's mouth twitched and said, "Yeah, because I heard it was related to Lian Qingyin, so I wanted to hear it together."

Tong was silent for the first year.

Just now he talked about the cause and state of death of the unvoiced voice, but now it is quite scary to think about it.

If you know that Shi Xiaoya is listening, he must say a little euphemism.