Gramo Chen put down the water cup, leaned slowly on the seat, wrapped his arms around his chest, and looked at Jian Yao on the opposite side leisurely without saying a word.

"What are you doing?" Jian Yao was a little furious when he saw it.

He was in the Mo Palace when he was a teenager. He stayed by Shi Shaoqin, who was in a volatile and ruthless way, and was already very resistant to human nature.

However, I don’t know if this little nephew who also grew up next to Qin Shao was because of xk. When he saw this, he felt a little nervous.

"XK has the rules of xk," Graphite Chen said with slightest, "What are you going to exchange for?"

"Damn!" Jian Yao immediately spitted when he heard this, "I am your uncle, don't go too far!"

"Dear, it's for excessive use." Shimochen raised his beautiful lips slightly, lowered his arms around his chest, and stood up... As Jian Yao's eyes widened, he was about to go to the guest room.

I...Damn!

This kid...

Jian Yao grinned, a man who was about to run away, looked like he was about to run away.

"Graphite Chen!" Jian Yao squeezed out his name from his teeth.

Gramo Chen stopped, smiled, turned his head, and said lightly with a smile: "How has your blood locator been studied?!"

Jian Yao's mouth twitched, "I haven't continued to study..."

"Oh..." Zhimo Chen nodded with a very long speech, without saying anything, retracted his gaze and returned to the house.

Jian Yao opened his mouth slightly, turned his head with a twitching face and gritted his teeth and murmured with anger: "This kid... is threatening me?!"

He used the blood locator when Lin Xiangnan was undercover, but he was very immature.

He will continue to study when he is free, but there is still no major breakthrough.

It was not until recently that he had made some progress... But how did this kid know?!

But no one has said that, and has not tried the real effect.

So, is it that the omnipresent xk who learned the news, or is this kid just urging him?!

Jian Yao stuffed a piece of pastry into his mouth, and he always felt like he was tricked by Graphite Chen.

...

The night has not become calm because it is about to get to the early morning.

For the coastal city, nightlife is always full

Rebukes people's arrogance and jade hope in their blood.

"Let's go..." Shi Guang said slightly drunk, "If you drink it, you probably won't be able to see tomorrow's birth picture."

"Your face, the raw pictures under the foreign media are all resistant to the beating." Someone smiled and sneered, but also said, "But it's still late, so you and Xiao Shengsheng will come back first!"

"You guys keep having fun." Shi Guang took the bag, hooked Tang Sheng's arm, waved his hands with everyone, and left together.

The elevator goes straight down to the underground parking lot.

Shi Guang was still holding Tang Sheng's arm, and his head seemed to be a little dizzy on her shoulder. Looking at the blurry face in the elevator wall, the feeling of astringence in his heart seemed to be even stronger because of the catalysis of alcohol.

"Shengsheng, you said... are people very tired sometimes when they live?!" Time's voice was a little bit muted.

Tang Sheng gently slammed his eyes and said "Yes".

No one spoke anymore. In the small elevator car space, there was a dense turbid air that pressed people's hearts. Whether it was Tang Sheng or Shi Guang, it seemed that he was breathless.

Back at the hotel, Tang Sheng put himself in the bathtub, allowing the fluctuating water marks of the jacuzzi to surround him, just like his mood at this moment, surging in chaos.

On the ground, an empty red wine bottle was poured there, and a few drops of red wine stained the water stains on the ground.

The sound of "bang, bang" suddenly hit the early morning night, and raindrops fell on the windows, messy.

Tang Sheng didn't even blew his hair, but just wrapped it in a towel and curled up on the bed.

The temperature of the air conditioner is a suitable temperature. She is still in the quilt, but she feels very cold.

That kind of coldness that comes from the bones.

The arrogant laughter, the harsh brake sound, accompanied by the collision sound... the blood stains in my eyes were so red that it was shocking.

"Shengsheng, Shengsheng..." Shimochen gently patted Tang Sheng, who was imprisoned by nightmare. She grabbed the quilt tightly, and her body kept trembling.

Tang Sheng did not wake up, but his breathing became heavier even more uneasy.

Zhimochen frowned and looked at Tang Sheng, and called out a few more times.

Tang Sheng slowly opened his eyes and looked at the light slightly covered by the bedside lamp and unable to see his face. He pursed his lips tightly for a while before calling out softly, "Mo Chen..."

"Yes!" Graphite Chen responded lightly.

Tang Sheng closed his eyes again,

Instinctively wanted to get close to him.

Zhimo Chen took her into his arms and asked softly: "What's wrong?"

His voice was so gentle that it seemed as if even the rhythm of raindrops hitting the glass became soothing.

"It seems like I'm having a nightmare..." Tang Sheng's voice was soft, and his hands grabbed Zhimochen's clothes, and fell asleep again in a daze.

Zhimochen reached out and touched her forehead, burned a little, and frowned. He wanted to put Tang Sheng down and get her an ice bag from the refrigerator to cool it down.

But she grabbed him tightly.

Tang Sheng began to tremble uncontrollably, as if he was afraid of something?

Zhimo Chen stopped moving, and he looked at the person with a flushed face deeply.

There was a smell of alcohol in the room. He sighed softly, knowing that Tang Sheng probably slept because of his wet hair, and that caused some burns after drinking.

Years of training made him clear that this situation did not affect Tang Sheng.

He took off the towel wrapped in his hair and tried to get a hair dryer again.

But as soon as he moves, the person in his arms will tremble even harder, and the hand holding his clothes will also exert force.

"It seems that you can't care about you at all!" Shimo Chen frowned and murmured, "You drink like this and don't care about your health."

"Um……"

As if responding, Tang Sheng hummed in his nose at the right time.

Zhimo Chen shook his head laughed and cried, and hugged Tang Sheng who was trembling slightly, and gently plucked her hair with his other hand, trying to make it faster.

early morning.

When there was only a little light in the east, Graphite Chen's phone vibrated.

He slowly opened his eyes, looked at the person in his arms still sleeping, and thrust his hands lightly, but he still couldn't. He could only take his phone and pick it up, lowering his voice, "Hmm?"

"Mr. Chen, the big cat is sick." Qiao Yu said, "The people over there can't control it."

Gramo Chen frowned and said, "Go back."

"Now?" Qiao Yu asked.

"Um."

"I'll arrange a special plane."

Zhimo Chen hung up the phone and looked at the person in his arms. He was thinking about something when he saw Tang Sheng open his eyes.

Headache!

"Well!" Tang Sheng put his hand on his forehead and frowned, and asked muffled, "When did you come?"

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