Wen Tao thought he had read it wrong, and looked at the phone again, it was the number of Kyoto.
"You are Wen Tao, a warm ex-boyfriend?" The man's voice has no skin, and he can't even hear the change, as if he was thinking about Taiben.
warm? How does he know it's warm
Hearing about warmth, Wen Tao sat up abruptly from the bed, regaining clarity between his eyes.
"who are you?"
The people over there paused, then slowly said, "If you want the warmth to come back to you, listen carefully to what I say next."
Let Nuan Nuan come back? Is it still possible
The dead horse was treated as a living horse doctor, and Wen Tao silently listened to the man inside.
However, he didn't expect the man's words to shock him.
"The fourteen-year-old warm parents both died in a car accident, but this incident was quickly suppressed, and there was no record in the newspaper news. If you are warm, do you want to know who killed your parents?"
The man's voice was not eager or slow, but let every word hit Wen Tao's heart.
He heard Nuan Nuan say that the only grandmother who knew the truth passed away suddenly, and there was no time to tell her.
But how could this man know
"Why should I believe you?" After having been in the mall for so long, what I know best is to figure out the thoughts of others.
The man suddenly told him this, even though he didn't know who the murderer was, the purpose must not be simple.
The man obviously had no patience to continue talking to Wen Tao, and said coldly: "Whether your beloved woman is someone else's right now, is this reason enough?"
Sure enough, this reason was enough to cause Wen Tao's defense to collapse.
Wen Tao clenched his hands, as long as Nuan Nuan could return to him, he would not hesitate.
"you said."
Wen Tao listened to the words on the phone, his whole body stiffened, and the guard heard some terrible news.
…
In the sports car, looking at Tang Yichen who was driving next to him warmly and happily, a faint smile was always on the corner of his mouth.
"How do you drive by yourself?" said warmly and curiously.
Not only did he drive himself, but he didn't bring anyone around him this time, including Jiulong.
"Don't like it?" Tang Yichen faintly glanced at it warmly, and continued to look forward seriously.
With her in the car, he didn't dare to be careless.
Warmly shook his head, "No, I just find it strange, you rarely drive by yourself."
Just when he hit the red light, Tang Yichen stopped, leaned in and took the opportunity to steal a kiss on the warm cheek.
After being used to warmth, Tang Yichen's sudden intimacy, patted him with an anguish, "Drive well!"
Tang Yichen smirked, "You are telling me to go back again..."
What more? His head again!
"I'm here."
As soon as he said warm words, it was obvious that Tang Yichen's face became cold, and he couldn't help but force his warm hands.
Warm and painful, staring at him reproachfully, "Tang Yichen, you hurt me."
Tang Yichen let go of his warm hands and looked at her nervously, "It hurts? Does it hurt?"
With that said, he was about to untie the seat belt.
Even if the warmth stops, I can't laugh or cry at this man.
"It doesn't hurt anymore." Warm shook his head and looked at Tang Yichen's posture. If she says it hurts, Tang Yichen might send her to the hospital.
Tang Yichen sat up straight, put his hands on the steering wheel, and looked out the window with a stinking face.
"Women are trouble." Tang Yichen was unhappy.
Hearing Tang Yichen's words, he laughed warmly. He was about to reach out to pull Tang Yichen's hand, but his finger accidentally hit a hard object in the car.