Fatal Love (Cold & Soft 59)



"Now. Thank you for your expulsion as well. It can pay me a lot of salary. ā€

said. She smiled. There was no angry expression. It looks like I'm relieved.

Leng Zhiqing's original face was as frosty. Somehow softened a little. His delicate face flashed with emotion. Nodding. "Good. If you really want to leave. Bandage the wound. It is possible to leave immediately. ā€

The bottom of the eyes. It was the blood flowing from Ding Rou's fingertips.

Although I don't know why Leng Zhiqing's attitude suddenly changed. But now. She subconsciously nodded and left.

It all came too fast. And Leng Zhiqing is a person. I don't know when it started. There is an unfathomable smell all over the body. This includes taking a blood sample from you abruptly. She's all a little incredible.

To know. Ding Rou has always been meticulous. And the cold...

"Hey. Secretary Yin. Now come on. Take Miss Ann away. In the moment of her thoughts. Leng Zhiqing had already dialed the internal phone.

The phone hung up. Ding Rou took a deep breath. Smile and nod. Didn't say anything more. Now. Nothing will change anymore. She knew what to do now.

Soon. Follow Secretary Yin away. She forgot about her half-evil face.

However. The quiet chairman's room has just been restored. But it was a storm inside.

Leng Zhiqing almost instantly pounced on the place where Ding Rou had pierced his finger just now. Be careful. But I was pleasantly surprised. Almost trembling, he lifted the phone. "Owen. Come here now ... I have a new blood sample. ā€

Owen on the other end of the line was a little confused. Lian Sheng asked. "The blood sample before... I clearly took it myself. He has also been guarded by the side. There's no way anyone can drop their bag or do anything wrong..."

Leng Zhiqing didn't pay any attention to any of this. Don't hide the excitement. I only care about the porcelain tiles that are being maintained in front of me. "Less nonsense. This time. I'll go with you. I'm going to see it with my own eyes. You make the results there. ā€

He should have expected it a long time ago. Deal with the FBI behind Ding Rou. What a lot of consideration is needed.

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Simply finish dressing the wound. Ding Rou stepped into the elevator a little stunned.

She didn't know what such a simple end meant. What's next? Leng Zhiqing actually let her leave like this.

The number of elevators is constantly decreasing. She looked at the white bandage on her finger. A hint of uneasiness passed through my heart. However. What exactly is this uneasiness. She couldn't tell.

Ground floor. The elevator doors open. She frowned slightly. Rubbing shoulders with people who had just walked through the door. Still a little distracted, he walked towards the door of the hall.

All of a sudden. She suddenly realized something. Hurriedly turned around. Go back to the elevator door. Desperately press the up button. However. Naturally. The elevator only has a space for a gentle ascent. It is simply impossible to drop immediately.

"Those eyes. Her chest tightened. Silently recite the eyes of the man who just glanced past him.

Dress differently. This time. The other party was not wearing a mask.

At all costs. She would remember those young boyish eyes, too. So it seems. He's the one who took her blood last time. And now. He went over again...

Ding Rou didn't dare to think about it anymore. My whole body almost went limp.

"Ding Dong" sound. Ding Rou couldn't wait to push aside the people who got off the other elevator. Rush into the elevator.

My heart was ringing. She had no choice but to pull out her phone. Make up and send a simple text message to the past. I don't know if the people in the organization still have time to deal with it. Just thinking about it. The elevator swayed. She and a man next to her couldn't help but support the wall.

Unfortunately. The elevator really applauded.

"Miss. You... I—" The man on the side suddenly stretched out his hand. His face turned pale. His lips turned slightly blue and he called out to Ding Rou.

Ding Rou frowned. The roof leak is on a rainy day. This time. There would be a patient in the elevator.

But for now. She didn't want to make too many life-threatening episodes. Didn't think much about it. She stepped forward and held the other man. Slowly helped him to sit down. Then he soothed softly. "Don't worry. Don't be afraid. Lie down slowly. ā€

Common sense of training. She has enough knowledge to deal with these contingencies. If I'm not mistaken. Ding Rou reached for his suit pocket.

"In... Handbag..."The other party's consciousness is quite clear.

"Good. Hold your horses. Ding Rou comforted. While groping for a small bottle of fast-acting heart pills from the handbag he was pointing to. Pour out a few grains. Feed into his mouth.

"Hand...", the other party didn't know why. It's actually a little coquettish. Hold her hand.

Ding Rou was a little puzzled. But without further ado. If anything happens to the man lying on the ground? She's really going to make a mess. Thinking. The hand has been firmly held by the other party.

However. Didn't wait for her to react. The hand suddenly strained. Pull her down. Moment. Trying to encroach on her lips.

"Fuck off. Ding Rou's reaction was fast enough. Shove the man away with a bang. Shake his hand away.

The man sat up with his body propped up. But there was a playful smile on his face. Ding Rou looked at the other party carefully. This man was too anxious for her to see clearly. Only now did he realize that he was clearly different from the staff who came and went in this office building.

A well-fitting and delicate suit is worth a lot of money at first glance. And those deep eyes. I don't know where I've seen it. The thin lips are slightly pursed with a kind of unruly curvature. It's like a laugh but not a laugh. Not annoying though. But there is a slight possessiveness.

"I love the smell of you. He didn't wait for Ding Rou to continue to reprimand. The other party tasted it without hesitation. "Light makeup. But there is no strong perfume smell. Agile. Not so weak that the wind blows and falls. ā€

ā€œć€‚ć€‚ It's the opposite of you. Ding Rou glanced at him coldly. Originally, she didn't like words. But the other party's pretending to be sick just now really made her want to scold. "Boring means. Count me out of luck. ā€

"I'm lucky. The other was still smiling. Half-seated, leaning recliningly against the wall of the elevator car. Gently adjust your breathing. "I didn't pretend. It's really uncomfortable. You saved me. He said. Reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Ding Rou glanced at it. Indeed, the other party's face was still a little pale. It doesn't look like it's pretending. But her mind was entirely on the blood sample she had accidentally left behind. I don't know how the organization is doing.

Thinking. She frowned.

"What do you call ... My savior. "The man leaning in the elevator. Or don't forget to ask. The voice sounded deep and deep. It doesn't look like a frivolous man's tone at all.

Ding Rou shook her head. The eyes are focused on the emergency rescue button.