"Traditional medicine and wine can easily die, do you know?"
In the bedroom, Qin Songyao's voice sounded countless times.
After stopping, the man stretched out his hand and repeated it tirelessly.
The head hurts, but the sound that came into his ears was too clear, which made him excited, and he also realized that once the effect of the medicine disappeared, he would not be able to hear it.
I kept listening to the voice repeatedly, not sure whether it was to listen to more sounds or to listen to that person's voice for a while.
Dingdong.
The sound effects came from the phone, prompting him that the battery was insufficient.
Then he moved his body, stood up, and went to the drawer to search for the charger.
I searched for a long time but couldn't find it.
I was watching the phone turn off.
He quickly went out and searched in the small living room, but couldn't find it. He had no choice but to push open the door of the cloakroom and go to find Qin Songyao.
But when he put his hand on the door handle, he gently used force but did not turn it.
He frowned and then reacted.
This dead woman... locks the door!
Oh.
She was still guarding against him!
Who gave her confidence!
He closed his eyes and wanted to knock on the door. His eyes turned black, forcing him to bow his head to relieve his discomfort.
The cell phone vibrates.
Turned off.
He felt a moment of panic and felt that the sound he heard seemed to be unclear.
He didn't care much about it, so he endured the discomfort and went downstairs.
There was wireless charging on the living room coffee table. He put the phone on, but felt it was too slow, so he found the wired from the coffee table and quickly turned on the phone.
Even though he knew that the voice would not be lost, he clicked on the moment when he found that the voice was still there, but he felt relieved.
Just like before, click on the voice repeatedly.
The sound spreads wider in the open hall, but it is not as clear as before.
The small hole that was temporarily drilled is slowly healing.
Bo Siyan took a deep breath and frowned.
I glanced at me and found the file package next to me.
He did not clean up when he went upstairs, and the servant would not touch his documents, it could only be cleaned up by Qin Songyao.
For some reason, the impulse to hear her voice reached its highest point at this moment.
He looked upstairs, hesitated for a moment, but the heaviest thing was to walk upstairs.
When I opened the door of the suite, it was empty and silent.
He knocked on the door and was sure he could hear it.
I knocked it again, but I couldn't hear it clearly.
Time is coming.
He heard his breathing, gradually disappearing, and a buzzing sound appeared in his ears.
never mind.
He turned around and walked towards the bedroom.
suddenly!
The sound of the door opening came from the side.
The next second, the woman's sleepy and lazy voice came.
"Bo Siyan, are you not asleep yet?"
Bo Siyan paused, wondering if he had heard it wrong.
As my eyes turned, I saw Qin Songyao coming out of the room in his pajamas with sleepy eyes.
Not fake.
He stared at her, hoping that she would speak again.
Qin Songyao's mouth was dry and he was specially prepared to drink water.
She didn't notice that his expression was wrong and said casually: "Go to bed quickly."
After saying that, she walked to the coffee table, poured a glass of water, and poured it all over.
He looked up and found that he looked at her, motionless.
She stretched, "Bo Siyan?"
Zi —
The moment she finished speaking, a burst of tinnitus invaded Bo Siyan's mind.
His jaw tightened, and he watched her lips twitch, but he could no longer hear the sound.
"Hey? You have insomnia? Or what's wrong?" Qin Songyao asked.
Bo Siyan restrained the discomfort of his voice disappearing again and opened his mouth: "It's big night, why are you swaying around if you don't sleep?"