In the bedroom, Qin Songyao's voice sounded countless times.
After stopping, the man reached out his hand again, repeating it tirelessly.
The head was painful, but the sound passed into his ears was too clear, and at the same time he excited him, and he aware that once the medicine disappeared, he could not hear it.
Repeat the voice repeatedly, I don't know if it is to listen to a little more voice, or to listen to the voice of the person for a while.
Ding Dong.
The sound effect came from the phone, reminding him that the power was insufficient.
Then he moved his body, straightened up, and went to the drawer to find a charger.
After finding it for a long time, I didn't find it.
Seeing that the phone is going to shut down.
He went out quickly and found it in the small living room.
But he put on his hand to handle his hand, he gently pushed, but did not turn it.
He frowned, and then reacted.
This dead woman ... locks the door!
Oh.
She was still guarding him!
Who gives her self -confidence!
He closed his eyes and wanted to knock on the door. He turned black for a while, forcing him to stand up and relieve the discomfort.
Mobile phone vibration.
Turn off.
He had a moment of panic and felt that the sound he heard seemed unclear.
He didn't care a lot, he endured discomfort and went downstairs.
There is a wireless charge on the living room coffee table. He put the phone up, but felt too slow. He found wired from the coffee table and quickly let the phone turn on the machine.
Knowing that the voice would not be lost, he clicked at the moment when the voice was still there, but he felt a sense of relief.
Like just now, repeat the voice.
The sound is in the open hall, and the spread is wider, but it is not as clear as just now.
The small hole that was temporarily drilled was healed slowly.
Bo Siyan took a deep breath, his eyebrows were locked.
The sight was swept away and found the file package next to it.
When he went upstairs, he did not pack up. The servant would not touch his documents, but it was probably Qin Songyao packed up.
Somehow, I want to hear the impulse of her voice, reaching the highest point at this moment.
He looked upstairs and hesitated for a while. The heavily went upstairs.
Push the door of the suite, all around.
He knocked on the door and confirmed that he could hear it.
Knock again, but it doesn't seem to be clear.
Time is coming.
He heard his breathing sound, gradually disappeared, and buzzed in his ears.
never mind.
He turned around and walked towards the bedroom.
suddenly!
The sound of opening the door came from the side.
In the next second, the voice of a woman is sleepy and lazy.
"Bo Siyan, haven't you slept yet?"
Bo Siyan paused, a little doubt whether he heard it wrong.
When I turned around, I was seeing Qin Songyao wearing pajamas, and she came out of the room hazy.
Not fake.
He stared at her, hoping that she would open again.
Qin Songyao's mouth was dry, and it was specialized in drinking water.
She didn't notice his look wrong, and said casually: "Hurry up."
After that, she went to the direction of the coffee table, poured a glass of water, and all poured it down.
Looking up, he found that he looked at her, motionless.
She stretched a lazy waist, "Bo Siyan?"
Nourishment
The moment her words fell, a tinnitus invaded Bo Siyan's mind.
His jaw was tight, and his lips were moving, but he couldn't hear the sound.
"Hey? You insomnia? What happened?" Qin Songyao asked.
Bo Siyan restrained the disappearance of his voice again, and opened his mouth: "In the evening, you don't sleep, what is it?"