Qiao Nian tried his best to ignore the heat that was constantly coming from his body, and said two hard words: "Get a room."
"???"
"Don't get me wrong, I meant it literally."
She ignored the man leaning against her who stiffened for a moment, and led him into the main building with half support and half support, and found a room where no one seemed to come.
"Bang—"
Qiao Nian kicked open the closed door and helped the person in.
She helped him to the sofa, then let go and lowered his eyes and said to the man in the living room: "Wait for me here, I will handle the surveillance outside."
As she said this, she was about to leave. The moment she turned around, someone grabbed her wrist tightly, and her voice was as hoarse as hot lava: "Don't leave."
Qiao Nian felt the scorching temperature on her skin, feeling helpless and having a headache. She looked at him with dark and quiet eyes, pursed her lips and said, "I have to blacken the surveillance along the way, otherwise they will find this place soon."
"Yeah." He said so, holding her hand tightly but not letting go.
Qiao Nian could actually force his hand away, and there were even a hundred ways to make him let go of his hand, but she didn't do that.
The two stared at each other for a few seconds.
She turned around again, almost compromising, and moved her other hand away the sweaty hair on his forehead, revealing the man's delicate ears.
Qiao Nian spoke: "Ye Wangchuan."
The hand holding her hand tightened an inch. The masked man didn't let go or deny it. His dark brown eyes were nothing like in his impression.
But Qiao Nian knew that the eyes belonging to Ye Wangchuan were the same.
Qiao Nian continued to fiddle with his hair, moving her fingers down again deliberately, and suddenly pressed her index finger on his raised Adam's apple, using a little force. He spoke lazily: "...trust me."
Just three words. The man let go of her hand and suppressed his heavy breathing: "Be safe."
"Tsk." Qiao Nian had a tacit understanding with him and knew what he was thinking without him having to say anything. She raised the corners of her lips and said in a good mood: "I know."
With that said, she went out first.
When she reached the door, she didn't forget to look back at the man lazily leaning on the sofa and said, "You can figure it out yourself."
…
"The Earl of Lance is out?" Sailan took Eleanor to the recreation room where Dowell and the others were, and only heard the news.
She seemed to be concerned: "How long has he been out? Did he say where he went?"
Dowell and Brown looked at each other, and saw surprise and deep helplessness in each other's eyes... Before Selan came, they had gone out to discuss it, and they agreed that the Earl of Lance might have been punished. As for what happened to others, The poisoning should have something to do with the bottle of wine Dowell took out.
This matter was so involved that Dowell did not dare to be careless and asked his confidants to quietly take out the bottle of wine and check it.
There was nothing wrong with the wine, but the problem seemed to be the wine glass.
The wine glass that the waiter poured into Count Reims was dipped in medicine.
As today's host, Dowell took the initiative to invite the Earl of Reims. Now that something happened on his territory, he was naturally very angry.
There are so many guests outside now...
The Earl of Reims has yet to come back.
After discussing it with Brown, he chose to press the matter first, and while he was looking for someone to catch the waiter, he asked his confidants to send the wine glass to the nearest hospital for testing to check what kind of poison was on the edge of the glass... (End of Chapter)