Chapter 902 You Didn't Have This Attitude Last Night

Chapter 902 You Didn't Have This Attitude Last Night

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

A Rolls sedan was parked in the brigade's backyard.

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

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

Li Qiao nodded to him, "It's troublesome."

"You are too polite." Wang Chuanchuan waved his hand with a smile, and then made an inviting gesture towards the back door, "The forensic room has been cleared, and no one will come before tomorrow morning."

Li Qiao went up the stairs and walked into the forensic room with Luo Yu. Wang Chuanchuan kept guard at the door until twelve o'clock at night when there was a sound from the door behind him.

Wang Chuanchuan yawned, looked back, and couldn't help but look inside curiously, "Miss Li, are you done?"

"Hmm." Li Qiao seemed a little tired, pressed her forehead, and said in a low voice, "Put those people back into the freezer."

Wang Chuanchuan nodded happily, "No problem."

...

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

Li Qiao walked out the back door of the brigade, looked up at the starry sky and breathed a sigh of relief.

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

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

After all, she strolled towards the parking lot, exhausted by several hours of grooming.

Li Qiao drooped her eyebrows and had no time to observe other vehicles. She opened the door and got into the back seat to rest her eyes.

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

The sound of the engine sounded, followed by the door being opened again.

Suddenly, the top of the head was lightly rubbed twice.

Li Qiao squinted her eyes and raised her head, the tall and straight figure of the man caught her eye.

Her expression was a little dazed, and she lay on the pillow for a long time without recovering.

Shang Yu pursed his lips, lifted her shoulders and sat down, "Tired?"

Li Qiao's soft body was embraced by the man, and the clear ebony fragrance that entered his nostrils seemed to have the effect of calming the mind.

She took a deep breath of Shang Yu's smell, and responded sullenly, "Well, a little bit."

Shang Yu tightened his arms, his deep and deep voice could not hear any emotion, "I will call Jiugong to deal with it next time."

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

...

On the other side, in the guest room of the mansion, the room was dark and silent.

Yin Mo sat on the head of the bed with her knees hugged, staring at the night outside the window, wondering what she was thinking.

There was a computer next to the bed, and the screen was still emitting a faint light.

It wasn't until the moment of the car accident that she understood why Li Qiao asked her not to soften her heart.

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

The car accident was so realistic that she couldn't help but be terrified when she saw the surveillance.

Qi Zai has never disclosed the specific details to her, and only said that she should not show up in the near future, let alone leave the mansion.

Yin Mo's heart was very heavy, and he didn't feel sleepy for a long time, so he simply continued 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 who was watching the night, until the door was suddenly opened with a key, Yin Mo's expression was shocked, and he turned his head to look over in surprise.

The door opened, and the warm light in the corridor flooded the floor, and a figure walked against the light.

He Chen didn't expect Yin Mo to be awake at all, his eyes met each other, they were all startled.

Yin Mo stared at the key in his hand, frowning slightly.

And He Chen saw Yin Mo's figure through the faint light, his Adam's apple rolled, "Haven't slept yet?"

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

The embarrassment was only for a moment, He Chen silently put away the keys, walked in front of her in a leisurely manner, and leaned over to kiss her very naturally.

Yin Mo grabbed the pillow and slammed it on his face, "Get lost."

He Chen avoided the attack of the pillow by turning slightly to his side.

Immediately, he quickly passed through Yin Mo's waistline, pulled 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, his whole body was so stiff that it was ridiculous.

Mentioning last night, certain images unexpectedly popped into my mind.

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

Obviously nothing happened last night, but she couldn't look directly at He Chen.

Because her bath towel... fell off inexplicably.

At the moment He Chen praised her for her good figure, the towel fell off by itself.

Yin Mo experienced all the embarrassing situations he had never experienced in his life, all in front of He Chen.

At this time, He Chen's palm caressed her waist, full of provocative meaning, "Baby, say something."

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

"Just right, I'm sleepy too." He Chen's fingers got into the hem of her clothes, "Why don't we go together?"

Yin Mo gritted her teeth, and squeezed his wrist fiercely, "He Chen, show some face."

"Compared with faces, I like women more." He Chen's soft and hard attitude made Yin Mo helpless and at a loss.

She even hated the process of fighting wits with him a little bit.

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

He Chen looked at her expression carefully through 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 look.

She knew that He Chen wanted her.

Instead of being taken advantage of by him every time, it is better to let him give it a good time.

Perhaps, after getting it, he lost interest and would naturally let her go.

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

He moved his hands away from her, and his thin lips raised a distant arc, "Yin Mo, you are really boring."

Yin Mo's heart beat wildly for a few beats, she turned her face away, and smiled: "Brother Chen, what do you think is interesting? You say it, and I will do it."

He Chen lost all interest, stretched out his hand to pinch her cheek back, and raised his eyebrows viciously, "You will do whatever I say?"

"Go ahead."

He Chen pushed his cheeks, the temperature in his eyes continued to drop, "Take off your 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 firmly and stubbornly unbuttoned her buttons one by one.

The night is so dark that it can magnify all senses countless times.

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

After a few seconds, all the buttons were undone.

Yin Mo prepared to take off his shirt expressionlessly, and the seemingly indifferent man finally took action.