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Chapter 277: Not too sexy but too sexy

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    There is no sound from the other side of the microphone.

    I don¡¯t know how long it took, but a dazzling golden ball slowly rose from the horizon. At the same time, there was finally a response from the microphone.

    "When I arrested Meng Yali, I noticed the look in her eyes. That was not the look a person behind the scenes should have."

    Song Qinrong smiled slowly.

    "Who do the Tianjin Bureau think is the mastermind behind this?"

    This time, the voice on the other side was very smooth: "Don't worry, Miss Song. During this period, I will keep an eye on the eldest lady."

    "Thank you, thank you." Song Qinrong responded politely and hung up the phone.

    The morning wind was still a bit cool. Song Qinrong stood at the window and looked out the window quietly, without moving for a long time.

    "What are you thinking about?"

    A deep and mellow voice came, and at the same time, Song Qinrong's shoulders sank slightly.

    The familiar crisp breath surrounded her, and it was Fu Sichen's coat draped over her body.

    Song Qinrong turned around, and the emptiness in her eyes instantly turned clear.

    "It's nothing." She lowered her eyes and twitched the corners of her lips mockingly, "It's just that I feel more and more that people's hearts are really unpredictable."

    "Are you surprised by this suspect?" Fu Sichen asked warmly.

    Of course he knew who Song Qinrong was talking about.

    To be honest, although he didn't like Song Muyao very much, he felt that the guy always looked familiar and laughed at him every time they met.

    But he had to admit it.  In the entire Song family, apart from Zhao Shuying, she is the only one who is the friendliest to the girl.

    Just the energy she put into protecting the girl in the living room at noon made it hard to believe that there was such a vicious heart hidden under that beautiful smile.

    "Accident." Song Qinrong said frankly, "I haven't figured out yet why she had to attack grandma."

    If it is for "Yaochi Leng"

    But yesterday, I had cross-examined Song Hongtao like this, but the other party still had a blank look on his face, which didn't seem like he was faking it.

    So now, Song Qinrong is not sure whether "Yao Chi Leng" still belongs to the Song family.

    "I don't want to think about this anymore."

    Seeing Song Qinrong lost in thought again, Fu Sichen laughed softly. He took the other person's hand and pushed him into the house.

    "You haven't slept a wink all day and night, so take a good rest first. Lao Tian should have sent people to keep an eye on Song Muyao. If you're still worried, I'll ask Monkey to send a few more people to follow."

    "Okay." Song Qinrong nodded, suddenly thought of something, and said hurriedly, "In that case, the other members of the Song family should also send some people to follow carefully.

    If something happens to Meng Yali, there is no way Song Yiyi will not take action.

    ¡°The mother and daughter had been out for so long just now, maybe they had passed their breath.  "

    Fu Sichen pushed her to the edge of the bed and sat down, then squatted down and helped her take off her shoes with very light and gentle movements.

    "It's all up to you. I will send people to follow Song Yiyi closely. There are also the Song Hongwen brothers. In short, no one from the Song family will be spared. But now -"

    Fu Sichen said, helped her take off her other shoe, stood up, and pushed Song Qinrong onto the bed.

    The man's jade-like face suddenly magnified in front of Song Qinrong's eyes.

    He was very close. As long as he went down a little further, his thin lips would be able to touch the girl's lips that were half-opened in surprise and had no time to close.

    "But now, you have to have a good sleep first."

    Fu Sichen's voice was gentle, and his eyes looking at Song Qinrong were filled with unspeakable endearment, but as his eyes moved downward, they darkened uncontrollably.

    Song Qinrong instinctively shrank back.

    Seeing her movements, Fu Sichen couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, looking calm and relaxed.  The veins in the hand pressed against the edge of the bed bulged out, as if he was trying to restrain himself and endure something.

    "Be good." He finally straightened up, picked up the thin blanket with his knuckled hands, and covered Song Qinrong, "Go to sleep."

    Song Qinrong was silent, but couldn't help but ask: "What about you?"

    Fu Sichen stayed with her all day and night without closing his eyes.

    Even at the door of the operating room, she leaned against Fu Sichen and squinted for a while, but Fu Sichen was busy the whole time, dealing with the company's affairs at one moment and arranging for Chen Yan to see him off here and there.

    The placement of this ward and the monitoring of the ward next door are all??Si Chen's handiwork.

    It seemsthis kind of thing has happened countless times since she came to the capital.

    The man in front of her was always like this, silently staying behind her from beginning to end, cutting off the thorns on the road for her, and solving all the troubles for her.

    But he never put any pressure on her.

    The only time I asked her to beg her was just to hope that if something happened to her, she wouldn't have to bear it on her own and would give him a chance to share the burden together.

    Thinking of this, Song Qinrong felt an indescribable guilt in her heart: "You, you are more tired than me, don't you plan to take a nap and rest?"

    Zhang Yunian had already gone out, and Fu Sichen was about to turn around and lock the door.

    Hearing these words suddenly, the slender and tall figure paused for a moment. He turned his head and raised his thin lips slightly: "Girl, do you feel sorry for me?"

    Song Qinrong was a little embarrassed and annoyed by him staring at her.

    She looked away, but the tips of her ears were a little red, and her voice sounded serious and calm: "Fu Sichen, you are not an iron man, you have to rest."

    Fu Sichen locked the door and walked to the wall.

    There was a sofa bed that could be pulled out. He patted the sofa bed and said, "Okay, then I will rest with the girl."

    Song Qinrong:?  ?  ?

    It¡¯s not too cool to be cool.

    She put her head under the quilt, closed her eyes, and said no more words.

    ¡ª¡ª

    Thinking that she was really tired, Song Qinrong fell asleep not long after closing her eyes.

    This time, she slept deeply.

    In the dream, Xiao Nuo returned to the way he was when he was five years old. He was standing on the bench opposite the desk, holding his head with both hands, and his eyes were dark and glowing.

    ¡°Sister, your painting is so beautiful!¡± He said with admiration on his face.

    Six-year-old Song Qinrong was kneeling on her grandfather's big wooden chair, grabbing a brush and drawing. When she heard this, she raised her chin very proudly.

    "Ang~ I don't even know who your sister is."

    Xiao Nuo chuckled and agreed, "That's right, sister is the best!"

    "Then be obedient. My sister is thirsty. Go and get me a glass of water."

    Xiao Nuo responded quickly: "Okay!"

    "Rongrong, do you want some water?" At this moment, the door opened and someone came in with two glasses of water.

    The scenes in the dream were so bizarre that Song Qinrong couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

    Just listening to the voice, it seemed that he was a very familiar and intimate person.

    The other party smiled, handed one of the cups to Xiao Nuo, put the other cup on the table, and pushed it in front of Song Qinrong.

    "Drink quickly."

    Xiao Nuo happily picked up the cup and took a sip.

    Song Qinrong also put down the pen and picked up the cup.  As soon as it reached the bottom of my nose, I could smell something wrong.

    "It's poisonous!" Her expression changed drastically, she quickly smashed the cup on the ground and shouted to Xiao Nuo, "Don't drink it, Xiao Nuo!"

    But the cup in Xiao Nuo's hand was already empty. He was holding his stomach, and blood slowly seeped out from the corner of his mouth: "Sisterhelp me"

    "Xiao Nuo!"

    Song Qinrong¡¯s eyes were about to burst, and she rushed forward to save them, but for some reason, the desk between them stretched out. She stretched out her hand, but she couldn¡¯t reach Xiao Nuo.

    Xiao Nuo just slowly and painfully fell in front of her.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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