Fu Sinian stared at her, but suddenly laughed. He said, but he poked his heart every word, "You are telling me, you look taciturn but you know everything clearly in your heart, don't want to listen to me? Ok?"
Qiao Yimo was a little timid. She had always known his methods. After thinking about it, she broke the topic, "You..."
…
When the sky was about to dawn, the man let go of her and fell asleep.
The bright moonlight came in through the window, and Qiao Yimo was uncomfortable and couldn't sleep, dragging his aching body into the bathroom.
After soaking in the bathroom for nearly an hour, she changed into a pajamas and returned to the sex.
The moonlight is very bright, not enough to illuminate the entire bedroom, but the man's quiet and handsome face can still be seen vaguely.
She stared at him obsessively and forgot for a long time, and covered him with the flimsy quilt. She was about to lie down and fell asleep, but she heard a vague mutter: "Ling Ling..."
The sound was not too loud, but it was very clear in the silent room.
Qiao Yimo's body shook suddenly, and his blood coagulated.
Lingling... woman
name
In two years, she heard from him for the first time.
He drank so much wine happily... because he saw her
Didn't Pei Qian say... She is dead
…
In the morning, Fu Sinian woke up naturally due to the function of the biological clock.
Qiao Yimo stayed up all night, almost at the same time feeling the movement of the man next to her, but she did not move, and continued to pretend to sleep until he left, and the room became completely silent.
She slowly opened her eyes, and her mind gradually came to mind what happened at night...
Thinking of him tossing her over and over again.
Thinking of the name he called...
Ling Ling...
Who is that woman? Why has she never heard anyone mention it? The Fu family never mentioned it.
But is the person Fu Jinzhi mentioned recently this Lingling
Isn't she dead
A thought rushed through her mind, Qiao Yimo sat up suddenly from the **, opened the quilt directly, found the mobile phone, turned out Pei Qian's number, and dialed out.
It was quickly connected, and Pei Qian’s unsound tone passed
Come over, "Calling so early, did Fu Sinian die of drunkenness?"
Qiao Yimo calmed down and asked, "Doctor Pei, you...who did you drink with you last night?"
There was obviously silence for a few seconds before a low laughter appeared, "Are you asking? Did you find any evidence?"
"Doctor Pei, I'm not kidding." She twisted her eyebrows, her tone a little solemn.
Pei Qian said quietly: "I didn't make a joke with you either. From the outside world, he should be the most clean and self-contained. Even if he is so drunk, he knows that I will send him home."
Qiao Yimo was very confused, and was not interested in listening to him talk about it, and asked in a slightly urgent tone: "The girl you said yesterday... who has passed away, she..."
"Hey, did he confess to you?" Pei Qian's tone was slightly surprised, and suddenly he felt wrong after thinking about it. , I really want to hear what he said."
"..."
(End of this chapter)