Chapter 563

Wenqiao took the food box and walked for more than ten minutes to Fu Nanli's residence. After pressing the password, he entered the door. There was only the sound of rain falling on the window.

Wenjo put the box on the dining table, then went upstairs with his hands and feet, and pushed the door gently. The room was dark, and he was still in bed.

Wenjo knew that he must not have slept much last night, and he had to watch the platform and not be attacked again.

Indeed, the app did not suffer the second wave of attacks, and Fu Nanli fell asleep at 4 a.m.

Wenjo came up to him on the soft carpet, sat down by the bed and gently called to him, "do you want to get up and eat something before you go to sleep? Or it's bad for the stomach. "

Fu Nanli slowly opened his eyes and directly took the man into his arms. In the dim light, Wenqiao saw that his eyes were red and tired. Now he had a light dark green and his voice was very hoarse. "I'm not hungry, I don't have appetite. Let me sleep again."

Wenjo pillowed himself on his arm and fingered his deep, sculptural features: "did you sleep late?"

"Well, I went to bed at four."

The voice line is hoarse and sexy. With the sound of rain, Su feels full.

"Why is it so late?" The slender fingers slipped over the man's chin and fell on the Adam's apple. The wide palm immediately grasped her lower hand, preventing the mischievous fingers from continuing to linger. The breath was heavy by two points.

"Don't you know?" The man's voice was more muted.

Wenjo: "huh? What do you know? "

"Last night, Zhonghuan's e-commerce platform was attacked by hackers."

Wenjo: "ah? Is it? "

"Well."

"Is it solved?"

"It's settled."

"Oh, it's hard for you."

Fu Nanli tightened the man in his arms: "don't talk, let me sleep a little more, darling."

"Well, good."

Fu Nanli is rarely a bed ridden person, more Wenqiao in his arms, he went back to sleep until 9:30, Wenqiao followed him to sleep again.

Fu Nanli was fresh and fresh. The rain was still falling outside the window. Seeing that the man in his arms was still sleeping with his eyes closed, he just wanted to keep warm for a while, when the doorbell rang.

The young master frowned slightly, and Wenqiao opened his eyes, "someone is ringing the doorbell."

"Well, I'll open the door, and you'll have a little more sleep."

Wenqiao struggled to sit up: "I'm not here to sleep. I'll bring you something to eat. Uncle Ji's potato cakes and red bean porridge are delicious. I'll heat it up for you."

Fu Nanli opened the door. Fu Chuan, who was standing outside the door, felt that his face was extremely ugly. He asked, "did you sleep too late?"

Fu Nanli eyebrow Feng quiver: "it's you who come, not at the right time."

Seeing the busy Wenqiao in the kitchen, Fuchuan knew that he did not come at the right time.

"Last night, the sales turnover broke the previous record. In addition, every award of the lottery microblog was also drawn. There was no black curtain. The first prize winner even got red by this lottery."

Even some people on the platform of home said that this is a kind of hype means of Zhonghuan, which makes people laugh and cry.

Fu Nanli adjusted the whole collar of his nightgown: "have you caught the person who sent out the virus attack?"

"Yes, it's a woman named Haley. She's 24 years old. She's half m-blooded. She's a half breed."

Wenqiao stood at the door of the kitchen, smiling at two people: "brother Nanli, breakfast is hot, you go upstairs to brush your teeth, come down to eat."

After washing, Fu Nanli returned to the dining room. Wen Qiao sat opposite him. Fu Chuan took a chair and sat beside him.

The two continued to talk about last night.