Listening to her even breathing, Han Zhuoling gradually fell asleep.
Until midnight, the mobile phone beside his pillow vibrated.
Han Zhuoling had remembered what happened in the middle of the night, so as soon as the vibration rang, Han Zhuoling woke up.
He specially set his mobile phone to vibrate for fear of waking Shi Xiaoya.
Han Zhuoling didn't care to answer the phone first. He first looked at the poem Xiaoya in his arms.
She was really exhausted.
After spending an afternoon at the amusement park, I was tossed about for a long time in the evening.
I can't sleep well now.
Han Zhuoling's left arm was still under her neck.
He had to bend his right arm, hand carefully from her head under squeeze in, pad her face, gently hold up some.
I don't dare to move too much. I'm afraid she will wake up if she is uncomfortable.
To the height of his arm can take out, quickly take out the arm, and protect her pillow to the pillow.
Even if all this was done, he didn't rush off.
Make sure Shi Xiaoya is still sleeping, then she comes out of the room with her mobile phone.
As he thought, it was Tong's call in his early years.
"Done?" Han Zhuoling picks up.
"Yes, the news has been sent to the black market." Tong chunian said.
On their side, it was passed on by Wei wucai.
After all, the black market is not a good place to fool. I believe any news.
Even if it's true news, they have to find out why they get such a message.
Why did you tell them the news.
Naturally, the black market is not willing to be used.
Therefore, Wei wucai was able to pass the news to the black market by means of Lanshan compound, which did not let them doubt.
I thought they found out.
Therefore, in terms of this method, no matter how the black market is, it can't defeat Lanshan compound.
As long as Lanshan doesn't want to let it know and find out, the black market can't find out.
What Lanshan courtyard wants the black market to think is what the black market has to think, and it is not conscious of being led by the nose by Lanshan courtyard at all.
"Then give the black market a little time to prepare." Han Zhuoling said, "let's play Lian Qingyin tomorrow morning."
Lian Qingyin is just under investigation. The police have the evidence in their hands, but Lian Qingyin doesn't know.
"What time will be appropriate tomorrow morning?" Tong early year asks again.
Han Zhuoling thought, "just 5 o'clock."
"All right." The first year of Tong is written down.
Hang up the phone, Han Zhuoling just put light action, back to poetry Xiaoya side.
Without him, Shi Xiaoya didn't sleep soundly.
As soon as he lay back, shixiaoya immediately habitually rolled into his arms.
It's like a magnet meets iron and is automatically drawn back.
"Where have you been?" Shi Xiaoya asked vaguely.
"How did you wake up?" Han Zhuoling asked in a low voice and gave her a kiss at the moment.
"I didn't feel good after a little sleep when you were away." Shi Xiaoya mumbled.
Han Zhuoling was not here just now. She didn't sleep soundly.
Now Han Zhuoling is back, and once in his arms, shixiaoya is sleepy again.
Han Zhuoling couldn't help but smile and kiss her at the moment, "then I was on a business trip, what do you do? Can't sleep at night? "
Shi Xiaoya thought vaguely. In fact, it was not so serious before.
Probably after he formally obtained the license, he was tired of being together these two days.
It's different to be a couple.
I was very dependent on him.