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Chapter 687

Chapter 687

Unexpectedly, Zuo Chenye deliberately lay down completely, wrapped himself tightly in a blanket, lay on the soft sofa, turned around, faced inward, and pretended to be sleeping.

"Hey, stop pretending, get up quickly."

It's so fake, it's so fake! Qiao Ran pushed him, but he didn't move at all.

You can never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep.

She called him several times at intervals of several minutes, but he remained unmoved.

Until she couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward to turn him over forcefully.

Then, she froze.

I saw that his narrow eyes were gently closed, forming a beautiful arc. His face was heated, and his cheeks were rosy, which made his skin even more crystal clear and delicate than that of a woman. His sexy lips

, showing a completely relaxed arc at this moment.

The sound of even breathing came, and his chest rose and fell slowly.

He actually, really fell asleep.

She was stunned for a moment, and there was absolutely nothing she could do against him. Why didn't she know that he was so capable of being a rogue before?

Alas, he was already asleep, and she couldn't drive him away anymore.

She stretched out her hand to check and found that his body temperature was still very high. The medicine he had just drank must not have taken effect yet.

In desperation, she had to get him a quilt from the room and cover him with it.

Then, she gave An An a bath and cleaned up everything. At the end of the day, she was tired.

She turned off the light in the living room and probed Zuo Chenye's forehead again. The temperature seemed to have dropped a little. She measured it with an ear thermometer. It was 38.4, which was not a big problem.

He was sleeping deeply and there was no way to wake him up or drive him away. We could only let him sleep here.

She sighed helplessly, returned to her room, hugged An An, and fell asleep.

the next day.

Qiao Ran was woken up by the ringtone of his cell phone.

She opened her eyes drowsily and quickly switched her phone to silent. An An was still sleeping and she didn't want to wake him up.

With the light coming through the gap in the curtains, she squinted to see the caller ID clearly.

0002!

She sat up suddenly.

If she didn't wake up just now, she is completely awake now!

This is the internal dedicated phone number of warlord Yu Chengxian!

She checked the time and saw that it was only seven in the morning.

Yu Cheng came to see her first? What could happen?

She quickly pressed the answer button, answered the call, got up and walked to the side, lowering her voice and saying, "Seat down, good morning."

"Good morning, Mr. Qiao. Are you still awake?"

On the other end of the phone, Yu Chengxian's low, ghostly voice came.

"No way, I'm already awake. What's wrong with you?" Qiao Ran asked with a frown.

She didn't know why, but her heart was beating wildly for no reason.

A bad premonition came over me.

"Mr. Qiao, if you have time, go to the Longyue Hotel. The gift I promised you has been given to you. Also, Mr. Qiao also took the time to read the morning news."

Then, Yu Chengxian hung up the phone,

Only the "beep beep" busy tone was left on the phone, echoing empty.

Qiao Ran's mind went blank for a moment, she only felt a cold sensation on her back and cold sweat on her forehead.

She quickly opened the news on her mobile phone, and the headline text messages came directly into her eyes.

"This morning, a murder occurred in our city's Longyue Hotel. The deceased's surname was Bao, and he was the president of Blue Maple Group. Details are under investigation."

Her hand slipped and the phone fell to the ground.


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