The Long-awaited Mr Han

2695-Sword

Listening to her even breathing, Han Zhuo Ling also gradually fell asleep.

Until midnight, the phone next to his pillow vibrated.

Han Zhuo Ling remembered things in the middle of the night, so when the vibration sounded, Han Zhuo Ling woke up.

He deliberately tuned the phone to vibration, so he was afraid of waking Shi Xiaoya.

Han Zhuo Ling didn't have the time to answer the phone first, first looked at Shi Xiaoya in her arms.

She was really tired.

Wandered around the playground for an afternoon and was tossed for a long time at night.

I can't sleep now.

Han Zhuo Ling's left arm was still pressed under her neck.

He had to bend his right arm and squeezed his hands carefully under her head, cushioning her face, and gently holding up a few.

She didn't dare to move too much, so she woke up because she was uncomfortable.

He held up his arm to the height that he could take it out, hurriedly took it out, and protected her against the pillow.

Even after this was done, he didn't rush.

Make sure Shi Xiaoya is still asleep, so she took her cell phone out of the room.

As he thought, it was the call from the beginning of the year.

"Done?" Han Zhuo Ling picked up.

"Yes, the news has been passed to the black market," said Lu at the beginning of the year.

They passed it by means of Wei Wucai.

After all, the black market is not a messy place, and you can just believe in any news.

Even if the real news passed, they had to find out why they had sent such a message.

Why did they tell them the news.

The black market is naturally reluctant to be exploited.

Therefore, Wei Wucai was able to spread the news to the black market by means of the Lanshan compound, and not let them doubt it.

Thought they had investigated it themselves.

Therefore, no matter how the black market is, this method cannot be defeated by the Lanshan compound.

As long as Lanshan compound doesn't want to let it know, and it doesn't want to find it, the black market cannot find it.

What the Lanshan compound wants the black market to think, the black market has to think whatsoever, and there is no consciousness of Lanshan compound holding its nose away.

"Then give the black market some time to prepare." Han Zhuo Ling said, "Ling Qingyin will be released tomorrow morning."

Lian Qingyin was only under investigation and the police held evidence, but Lian Qingyin didn't know.

"What time is right tomorrow morning?"

Han Zhuo Ling thought about it, "Just five o'clock."

"Okay." I wrote it down in the early years.

Hanging up the phone, Han Zhuoling let go again and returned to Shi Xiaoya.

Without him, Shi Xiaoya did not sleep well.

As soon as he lay back, Shi Xiaoya habitually rolled into his arms.

It was as if the magnet encountered iron, and it was sucked back spontaneously.

"Where have you been?" Shi Xiaoya asked vaguely.

"How did you wake up?" Han Zhuoling asked in a low voice, and kissed her now.

"You're not here. I feel awkward after sleeping." Shi Xiaoya said.

Han Zhuoling was not here just now, she couldn't sleep well.

Now that Han Zhuo Ling is back, as soon as he enters his arms, Shi Xiaoya sleeps again.

Han Zhuoling couldn't help but kissed her again with a smile, "Then I was on a business trip before, what do you do? Can't sleep at night?"

Shi Xiaoya thought for a long time, but it was not so serious before.

Probably after two days of getting his official certificate, he was tired of being together.

Formally became a husband and wife, feeling different.

He was very dependent on him.

(End of this chapter)