Outright Favoritism Chapter 902: : You didn’t have this attitude last night

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At eight o'clock in the evening, the Bureau of Transportation.

A Rolls car parked in the backyard of the brigade.

Li Qiao shielded all the visible surveillance around him, and got out of the car unhurriedly after a while.

Police Constable Wang Chuanchuan saw her back and quickly walked down the steps to greet her, "Miss Li, you are here."

Li Qiao nodded with him, "Trouble."

"You are too polite." Wang Chuanchuan smiled and waved his hand, then made an inviting gesture toward the back door, "The forensic room has been cleared, and no one will come over until tomorrow morning."

Li Qiao climbed up the stairs and walked into the forensic room with falling rain. Wang Chuanchuan stayed at the door until 12 o'clock in the evening when the door behind him rang.

Wang Chuanchuan yawned and looked back, he couldn't help but peeked in curiosity a few times, "Miss Li, are you done?"

"Yeah." Li Qiao seemed to be a little tired, pressed her forehead, and whispered: "Replace those people in the freezer."

Wang Chuanchuan nodded happily, "No problem."

......

The night is cold, and the breath is condensed into hoarfrost.

Li Qiao walked out of the brigade's back door, looking up at the starry sky with a sigh of relief.

Luo Yu stood by her side, took out a box of sour plum slices from her pocket and handed it over, "Madam, why don't you invite Jiu Gong to do this kind of thing?"

Li Qiao looked at the sour plum box and shook her head, "The fewer people you know, the better, and the teacher may not be able to grasp the facial features of the second sister."

After all, she wandered to the parking lot, tired after hours of tidying up her remains.

Li Qiao drooped her eyebrows and was too busy to observe other vehicles. She pulled the car door and got into the back seat with her eyes closed.

As the rain fell into the cab, Li Qiao was already sleepily lying on the chair with her arms around her pillow.

The sound of the engine sounded, and the door was opened again.

Suddenly, the top of his head was rubbed twice.

Li Qiao squinted and raised his head, the man Anzang's tall and straight figure caught his eye.

She had a dull expression, lying on the pillow for a long time without regaining her senses.

Shang Yu pursed her lips, raised her shoulders and bowed into the seat, "Tired?"

Li Qiao's soft body was embraced by the man, and the scent of ebony scented in with his nose, as if it had the effect of meditation and concentration.

She sniffed the smell of Sniffer Shangyu deeply, and responded dullly, "Well, a little bit."

Shang Yu tightened his arms, his deep and deep voice couldn't hear the joy or anger, "Call Jiugong to deal with it next time."

"Okay..." Li Qiao closed her eyes to the man's neck, and answered the words obediently.

......

On the other side, the mansion guest room, the room is pitch black and quiet.

Yin Mo sat on the head of the bed with her knees hugged, staring at the night outside the window, not knowing what she was thinking.

There is a computer beside the bed, and the screen is still faintly lit.

It wasn't until the moment of the car accident that she understood why Li Qiao asked her not to be soft-hearted.

Because she is already'dead', and... my father will arrive in Nanyang tomorrow morning to recognize the body.

The fidelity of the car accident was so real that she couldn't help being frightened when she saw the surveillance.

Qi Zai never revealed the specific details to her, only that she was told not to show up in the near future, let alone leave the mansion.

Yin Mo's mood is heavy, and she has not been drowsy for a long time, and she simply continues to be in a daze.

After a while, in the dead of night, she vaguely heard footsteps.

I thought it was a servant or bodyguard for the night patrol, until the door of the room was suddenly opened with a key, Yin Mo's expression was shocked, and he turned his head suspiciously.

The door opened, the warm lights in the corridor leaked all over the floor, and a figure came backlit.

He Chen didn't expect that Yin Mo was still awake, his eyes met, and they were all startled.

Yin Mo frowned slightly while staring at the key in his hand.

And He Chen saw Yin Mo's figure through the faint light, and his Adam's apple rolled, "Not asleep yet?"

Yin Mo looked at him warily, "Why do you have the key to my room?"

The embarrassment was only a moment, He Chen quietly put away the key, walked up to her in a leisurely manner, leaning over to kiss her very naturally.

Yin Mo grabbed the pillow and smashed it on his face, "Go away."

He Chen dodges the pillow's attack by turning sideways slightly.

Immediately, he moved swiftly across Yin Mo's waistline, and directly dragged her from the bed into his arms, and smiled playfully, "Baby, you didn't have this attitude last night."

Yin Mo couldn't move in his arms, and his body was stiff and unreasonable.

Mentioned that last night, some pictures unexpectedly came to mind.

Yin Mo's cheeks flushed, embarrassment hidden in his eyes.

Obviously nothing happened last night, but she can no longer look directly at He Chen.

Because her bath towel... somehow fell off.

The moment He Chen praised her good figure, the bath towel fell off by herself.

Yin Mo has experienced an embarrassing situation that he has never experienced in his life, all in front of He Chen.

At this time, He Chen's palm was stroked behind her waist, full of teasing, "Baby, say something."

Yin Mo pushed his chest, frowning tightly, "Go out, I'm going to sleep."

"It just so happens that I'm sleepy too." He Chen's fingers got into her hem, "Why don't we go together?"

Yin Mo gritted his teeth and squeezed his wrist fiercely, "He Chen, you want to light your face."

"Compared to faces, I like women more." He Chen's attitude of being soft and hard to eat makes Yin Mo helpless and helpless.

She even disliked the process of fighting him.

Yin Mo was short of breath, was silent for a long time, and asked with a bit of world-weariness: "What do you want?"

He Chen looked at her face carefully by the light line outside the door, "What is your expression?"

"Hurry up what you want, I'm sleepy." Yin Mo stopped struggling in his arms with a resigned appearance.

She knew that He Chen wanted her.

Rather than being taken advantage of by him every time, it is better to let him give it a go.

Perhaps, after I get it, I lose interest, and naturally I will let her go.

At this time, the interest in He Chen's eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by the indifference and coldness that Yin Mo had never seen before.

His hand moved away from her, and his thin lips raised an arc of distance, "Yin Mo, you are so boring."

Yin Mo's heart beat a few times, don't open her face, and chuckled: "What does Brother Chen think is interesting? You say, I will do it."

He Chen lost all interest, reached out his hand and broke her cheek, raised his eyebrows harshly, "Do you do whatever I say?"

"Go ahead."

He Chen pressed his cheek, the temperature in his eyes continued to drop, "Take off his clothes."

He thought she would get angry, but unexpectedly, Yin Mo really reached out and unbuttoned her pajamas.

He Chen clearly read the struggle and disgust from her expression, but she still unbuttoned the buttons one by one firmly and persistently.

The night is too dark and can magnify all senses countless times.

Yin Mo suppressed all emotions and silently confronted He Chen in this way.

After a few seconds, all the buttons are untied.

Yin Mo was expressionless and ready to take off his shirt. The seemingly indifferent man finally took action.