Outright Favoritism Chapter 1209: : Silo, you have no heart

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Siluo grabbed a cigarette and lit a cigarette, then waved his hand, "Don't talk speculatively, let's go."

Bai Yan sneered behind her, "You **** have today."

Emotions are probably not understood by the people in them.

Siluo certainly didn't realize that she would be more perverse and casual when facing Zong Zhan.

Yanmeng M, known for her cunning, never gets angry with outsiders, she is only good at calculating.

As for the third master of the emperor Jingzong, he ran over a long distance to arrest people, saying that the two of them were not tricky, and the big yellow dogs in the backyard didn't believe them.

……

At half past one in the night, the doctor has already left.

Bai Xiaohu told Siluo before going out that the room at the end of the corridor had been cleaned up, and they could move in.

Siluo answered absently, and Bai Xiaohu didn't dare to stay long, so he went out soon.

At this time, Zong Zhan was still lying on the bed, his thick eyebrows furrowed, and his posture didn't look very comfortable.

Siluo hesitated and walked over, poked his shoulder, "Asleep?"

The man on the bed kept his eyes closed, then turned his head silently, leaving Silo with a dark back of his head.

Xiluo was stunned for a second and couldn't help but laugh, "Zong Zhan, you asked for the injury, what is your temper with me?"

Look, this woman just has no heart.

Zong Zhan turned his head again, opened his eyelids and stared at Silo, "I asked for it?"

In normal times, Shi Luo will definitely return to him.

But thinking about the process of Zong Zhan's injury, she patiently softened her tone, "You can do it, blame me for doing it."

She was softened and compromised.

Zong Zhan narrowed his eyes unexpectedly, "You don't have to force it, I will do the same if I am someone else today."

"Don't force me, I am willing to bow my head and admit my mistakes, so don't behave cheaply."

Silo gave him a sideways look, then turned around and went to the bathroom.

Zong Zhan put half of his face on the pillow, staring at her back, muttering in his heart.

It may be because of being abused. Silo suddenly became so empathetic. Is it deceitful?

Until half a minute later, Zong Zhan personally watched her walk back with a hot towel, and the expression in her eyes also changed slightly.

She is... to take care of him?

Zong Zhan was inexplicably looking forward to being able to tame a fox, which is indeed a sense of accomplishment.

Then the fox sat down sideways, took off his shoes and began to wipe his feet...

Zong Zhan: "..."

Go **** sense of accomplishment.

Si Luo got a lot of dust on her feet. After wiping with a towel, she put her feet on the coffee table, "You came here by yourself tonight?"

"Otherwise?" Zong Zhan turned his head and pointed at her again, "Should I bring the camp to arrest people?"

Siluo curled her lips, "Have you taken a gun? So angry."

Zong Zhan was silent for a long time, and when Shi Luo thought he was not going to reply, he slowly said: "Si Luo, you have no heart."

Siluo's eyes flickered, but she didn't say a word.

She has heard this sentence many times before.

I thought I was immune long ago, but Zong Zhan’s mouth is unavoidably harsh.

Siluo rubbed her face with her hands, staring at the back of the man's head, her tone a little weak, "It's not the first day you met me."

After that, she stood up and prepared to leave with her sneakers.

But after taking two steps and turning around, he finally resignedly put the new blanket on the bed over his body, "I'll go to bed, and I'll talk about it tomorrow."

Zong Zhan didn't keep her. To be precise, Shi Luo didn't give him a chance to keep her.

The moment the door was closed tightly, blocking each other's time.

Silo bowed her head and sighed, feeling very uneasy.

Zong Zhan propped up his upper body, covered his waist with one hand and sat up from the bed.

I count on Silo to take care of him, probably in the next life.

……

At five o'clock the next morning, Bai Yan was awakened by the vibration of his mobile phone.

He almost knew who was calling without even looking at the screen.

In the world, only Li Qiao calls him and never picks the time.

"What's the matter?" Bai Yan said in a bad tone, with an obvious aura of getting up.

On the other side of the phone, Li Qiao was silent for a moment, "Isn't you looking for me?"

Bai Yan put his left arm on his forehead, and it took a long time to remember that he had sent Li Qiao to WeChat last night, "Shang Shaoyan, his brother is injured. At my house, you can figure it out."

"Which brother?"

"Zong Zhan."

Li Qiao's voice is slightly lower, mixed with coldness vaguely, "Who hurt?"

Shang Yu cares about the five brothers.

If Zong Zhan had something to do in Feicheng, neither of them would sit idly by.

At this time, Bai Yan faintly said: "Your good sister, Silo."

"Oh." Li Qiao's tone returned to normal, "Whoever hurts you go to whom."

Bai Yan laughed at once, "Don't you ask Shang Shaoyan's opinion?"

Li Qiao said no, and at the same time, a thick and recognizable male voice came from the earpiece, "Let Si Luo handle it."

Well, Shaoyan Shang is right.

After finishing the call, Bai Yan dropped the phone, turned over and continued to sleep.

As for the mansion around the island in Nanyang, Li Qiao, resting on Shang Yu’s arms, looked sideways, "Wake you up?"

"No." The man rubbed her shoulder with his palm, "Why don't you sleep more?"

Li Qiao stood up and leaned against the head of the bed, **** away the messy hair on Shang Yu's forehead, "There is a discussion meeting, I want to go there soon."

It was less than half past five, and the couple went to the living room after washing up.

At this time, the cub is holding a milk carton, sitting on the sofa and watching TV. The little white tiger has grown up a lot and squatted on the ground obediently, waiting for the little master to feed him.

One person and one tiger heard the footsteps, then both turned their heads, and Shang Yin shouted, and then continued to watch TV.

Little Baihu ran to Li Qiao's feet lively and rubbed against him, looking for a sense of existence.

At this time, the morning entertainment news spread the host’s announcement, “It is reported that this year’s Milan Fashion Week has opened the final model selection session yesterday. The rookie model Yan Shiqi successfully qualified for the final selection. Continue to look forward to her performance in the finals."

Li Qiao glanced at the TV casually, and then warned Xiao Shangyin: "Let’s watch these unnutritious entertainment shows less."

The cub nodded obediently, and silently switched to the English Children’s Channel with the remote control.

At this time, whether it's Li Qiao or Shang Yu, she probably didn't think of the model Yan Shiqi who appeared on TV. Her son Mu Bao will become Xiao Shangyin's brother in the near future. The son of Qin Si, Qin Mushi.

In the restaurant, Li Qiao sat opposite Shang Yu, pondered for a few seconds, and then called Sula Si, "In Myanmar?"

"Well, what's the matter?"

Li Qiao tapped his finger on the desktop and said quietly: "You take the time to visit Feicheng. Someone in Baiyan's house is injured. You can help check the condition and bring some medicine."

Su Laoshi readily agreed, "No problem, I happen to be free this afternoon, and I will tell you the specific situation after I see it."

"Thanks."