Chapter 96 - All joes are so.. Is it rough?

Chapter 96: Chapter 95. All joes are so.. Is it rough?

Author: Purple Peony MACHINE TRANSLATION
He was depressed. He searched the entire scenery garden, but Qiao Hanye was nowhere to be seen. He ventured outside he lanjin’s room and vaguely heard a man’s voice. Besides Qiao Hanye, no one dared to provoke he lanjin.
So, Han Beicheng tangled for a while, determined that Qiao Hanye must drill into her room, if still lying together, will not have a big problem?
“Damn it. ” Qiao Hanye was interrupted by his knock on the door and interrupted at the critical moment. The atmosphere became a little strange. He propped himself up and said coldly, “get lost. ”
This was the first time Han Beicheng had been told to “get lost” by Qiao Hanye. He was stunned for a moment and did not understand what he had done wrong. He continued, “master, it’s urgent. ”
Qiao Hanye’s handsome face darkened slightly, as if it was a premonition of a storm.
He lowered his eyes and looked at he lanjin. She was beautiful and charming, like a flower that had just bloomed. He could not bear to tarnish her even a little.
“Wait for me to come back. ” Qiao Hanye reached out his hand and pulled on her nightgown. He got off the bed and put on his clothes. He took the blanket and covered her with it. He lowered his head and held her little face. He kissed her affectionately on the forehead before turning around and leaving.
Han Beicheng stood outside for a minute. He scratched his head. In the past, Qiao Hanye could appear in two seconds if something happened. Now, a minute had passed, but he still had not come out.
“Master. ” Just as he was lost in his thoughts, the door was opened. Qiao Hanye blocked his line of sight and asked in a low voice, “what is it? ”
“It’s like this. ” Han Beicheng lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that a third person would hear him. After explaining everything in detail to Qiao Hanye, Qiao Hanye’s handsome face was lifted for a moment of silence before he said to him, “follow me. ”
“Yes, ” Han Beicheng replied. He wanted to take a glance at the bedroom, but when he did, Qiao Hanye closed the door behind him.
Seeing Qiao Hanye leave, he lanjin lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling for a long time before she said, “f * Ck, was I possessed just now? I can’t believe… ”
She flipped over and got up. Thinking about how the two of them were so passionate just now, she almost pulled out a gun and shot him.
She got up to wash her face. After sobering up, she took out her cell phone and made a call. She said, “help me check the whereabouts of he Wenqing and Tang Zhilin over the years, and… ”
After making the call, she looked at the mirror. Her gaze fell on her smooth neck and saw hickeys of different depths.
She didn’t expect that she and Qiao Hanye would be tied together for no reason. She looked at the mirror and thought of something.
After washing up, she changed into a turtleneck sweater and a long skirt. When she went downstairs, she saw a familiar figure.
“Miss He. ” Shangguan Zhi got up from the SOFA and greeted her respectfully, “Mr. Qiao asked me to do an identification for you. Is it convenient for you? ”
She didn’t expect that Qiao Hanye would ask someone to wait for her in the morning after mentioning it last night.
“Is the hair okay? ” She asked.
“Yes, ” Shangguan Zhi said. When he saw that she was about to pull out a strand of hair and hand it over, a bodyguard walked in with a serious expression. He handed over a bottle of fresh blood and said to him, “this is he wenqing’s blood. ”
” … ” He lanjin looked at the bottle of fresh blood. She gasped and said, “did you cut his pulse? ”
When the bodyguard heard her question, he quickly turned to her and said in a low voice, “young Madam, young master would never do something that would hurt the heavens. ”
“Then what about this? ” She pointed at the bottle in his hand.
Hearing her doubt, the bodyguard said to her, “He Wenqing fell and we passed by to take a bottle. ”
” … ” He lanjin’s hand, which was about to pull out her hair, stopped for a moment and handed it over, saying, “you can do it. ”
Shangguan Zhi listened and looked at her carefully. He saw her bend over and pick up the small bottle he placed on the table. She poked it at her fingertip and dripped two drops of blood on it, asking, “is it enough? ”