readx; Ling Zhiyu's memories were ten years ago in May, London, England. The Thames River www.biquge.info dark at night, and the white mist is still filled. Thick fog envelops several surrounding neighborhoods, from the old Big Ben, to Buckingham Palace along the shore, to the newly towering landmarks. Suddenly, at this moment, in the silent alley, there was a heavy sound of metal knocking. The heavy gutter cover, which had been flat on the ground, was lifted, and a dark figure crawled neatly out of the city's vast and complex drainage system. "Hurry up," the shadow whispered. Another dark shadow emerged from the manhole cover. "What are you afraid of" The second black shadow was dressed in black, wearing a black veneer mask on his head, and carrying a black cylinder behind him, which seemed to carry something important, he said in a thick tone. "When I came out just now, the alarm didn't go off at all." "We all have to be cautious before you know a piece of" The man in black quickly crawled out with a heavy crime tool on his back. "I'm thinking too much." Shadow No. 2 said lightly, one hand already taking off the sultry mask, revealing fluffy brown hair and a handsome half-race face. "If I don't want more, can we pass through the security system safely and soundly" No. 1 picked up the crime tool, glared at No. 2, and asked nervously: "What about the person who answered" "It should be at the entrance of the alley." "What do you mean" The two of them moved quickly, and walked towards the receiving vehicle in the middle of the night when no one was around. A white car, the driver in the car pressed the switch, and the rear compartment opened silently, and the car had been waiting in place for a long time, always in a state of starting, and never turned off. "Where the hell are you looking for this guy," Thief One muttered, still murmuring. "There's no way, the familiar hands are all retired, this kid has good physical strength." The driver was trying to reassure. "Anyway, everything went well, didn't it" "yes, it went very well. "The second thief showed a bright smile and made a victorious V gesture." Eat, there is no me without him. Number One announced, put the tools in the back compartment and jumped into the car. Number Two snorted and threw the black cylinder on his shoulder into the carriage. "Even if you want to, I'm not necessarily willing to cooperate with you" "This stinky boy" The No. 1 thief was glaring angrily, the driver hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, and No. 2 raised his chin not to be outdone. Seeing that the atmosphere became stiff and the quarrel was about to break out, the car in the rear compartment, which had not yet closed, left the place without warning and drove straight out of the alley. The three of them were already stunned for an instant. "It's the male and female thieves" "It's really them, they actually gave us this trick behind the yellow finch" In the cold night wind, although the car has gone away, it still echoes the sweet laughter of the woman, and it does not go away for a long time. In an old Italian restaurant on the block, the old table was covered with a tablecloth printed with blue and white checkered patterns, and there was not much choice on the menu, so they ordered a basic set menu with two drinks. He had to drive, so he could only drink non-alcoholic drinks, and she deliberately ordered a beer to show him a bad drink. The blonde waiter was quick to bring hot pasta and other food. Toasted bread with an astonishing amount of beef slices in between, lettuce and cucumber slices in sauce, at least a dozen centimeters thick. A man's appetite is indeed not to be underestimated. She picked up the beef burger, opened her mouth, and didn't know where to start. A cold beer was a good way to beat the heat, and she took a bite of a soft and juicy burger and found that she was really hungry. Dean, who was sitting across from her, was obviously hungry for a long time. Eating a burger in a big gulp, it seems that the troubles and unpleasantness in front of him are all put aside for the time being, and the fire is fully opened, and the food in front of him is quickly solved, and the food is delicious. In the past, Joanna always thought that the man in front of her was polite and would only choose high-end restaurants for dining. But, obviously, that was the impression he deliberately gave people. Sweat slid down his forehead, reminding her of him on bed. This man, she can't catch it, she has always known, he said that his name is Dean, he is a Chinese, she actually believed it, from the beginning they were on guard against each other, even the name was fake. Joanna vividly remembered the feeling of hot sweat sliding over his firm chest and dripping down her heart when she was in bed. I remember the way he looked at her intently on the bed. Remember how passionate and how strong he was when he exchanged love, domineering, but gentle, is that also an illusion disguised or, that is his real self memory, those pictures of holly, make Joanna's mouth dry. Noticing the heat of the table in her sight, he stopped his movements and slowly raised a thick brow. "Am you full when you look at me?" "It's nothing. The heat of the food rushed to her face, and Joanna was a little flustered, so she hurriedly grabbed the bottle and took a big sip into her mouth. After the cold beer entered her throat, she filled her head with the picture of those fishing nets, calmed down a little, and finally found an excuse. "I just thought we had a big deal, and you had no appetite for it." "I have a stomach, and there is no way to solve the problem." He took the beer away, picked up the Coke in front of him, and took a sip to his lips. "People, you need to replenish enough calories to get your head running." Joanna put down her beer and picked up the crispy fries and stuffed them into her mouth. "So, what are your plans when you get to South America?" She raised an eyebrow. I don't know" "I need to think again about my future plans. He raised the corners of his mouth. I'm going to have to digest it before my head has the energy to figure it out. She didn't believe that based on previous experience, Joanna knew too well that this man could not be commanded under any circumstances. There were at least three days to go before the buyer's place was placed, and she had fought him so many times that she knew that he was too scheming to act without a plan. It's just that, even though he knew that he had a bottom in his heart, she couldn't help but propose. "I'm in the UK, and I have some useful outlets, and if we need to, maybe we'll soon find out who the buyer is, and how sincere he is in dealing with us, and where the buyer is now." Dean watched her, slowly eating the last bite of the burger, his dark eyes deep and unfathomable. "Do you want to help me or do you want to get any benefits" "Well, the painting in your hand is also considered to be something I helped you get it, I know that the painting is worth at least five million dollars, and I will share one million, it shouldn't be too much" "Why" She asked puzzled: "What why" "I thought you didn't care about money at all." Dean stared at her, reaching over the table and wiping the sauce from the corners of her mouth with his rough fingertips. The point of being touched, as if kissed by a tiny flame, felt close to pain. Joanna unconsciously held her breath as she watched him stare at her, slowly, slowly, licking the bright red off her fingers. In an instant, the voices around him disappeared, Joanna seemed to be hypnotized, her mind was blank, and she even involuntarily leaned forward, expecting his hand, his kiss and scream, and at this moment, someone at the next table knocked over the drink, and also broke the spell cast under his fingers. She woke up suddenly, hurriedly pulled her eyes back from the sexy thin lips, grabbed the beer bottle and poured herself another sip. "I'm for the painting." Joanna hurriedly covered up her gaffe and casually made an excuse. It's just that even she knows that this excuse is really rotten. "If the painting is in your hand, you can pat your ass and leave, and you don't have to continue to entangle with me." Dean was precise in pointing out this point, leaning back in his chair for a long time. "I'm a thief, but I still have a little conscience." She glared at him. "The child is innocent, and it is unfortunate enough that he has a relationship with you." Dean looked at her: "You know" Joanna: "Of course I know, I also know that the child is your friend's child, your friend stole someone else's painting, and now they have captured his child, and he must hand it over, or else he will kill the child." "And when you go to South America, you don't sell paintings, you use them to redeem people. "Well, now that you know everything, give me the painting and I'll take care of it myself." "I'm not that naïve, you die." Putting down the bottle, Joanna is preventing herself from continuing to recall the man's flowing and strong body in the hotel. "I'm full, let's go" she got up first, leaving him to settle the bill. However, it wasn't until an hour or so later, when the car was heading in the direction of Mexico, that Joanna remembered that he had cleverly skipped the offer that she wanted to help find someone. There was no doubt that from this guy's eyes, she knew that this man must have other plans. A motel on the border "No, let's change places." Joanna stared at the dilapidated motel in front of her, shaking her head desperately. There must be other good hotels nearby. Dean turned off the engine. Don't waste any more time. "I don't want to live in a place like this." refused to get out of the car and protested loudly. "Well, you can choose to sleep in the car." "I just wanted to find a cleaner place, maybe the toilets here are dirty." "This room is clean enough," Dean waved at her, as he got out of the car. "Come on, at least there's a bed here, and a roof." With no other choice, she reluctantly got out of the car, followed him to the counter, and asked for two rooms. Carrying the key, he walked to the row of empty rooms that were dark and empty. He opened the door for her and watched as she cautiously poked her head into the darkness. "I can sleep with you, I don't mind." Dean is a prodigal offer. She snorted, although she was afraid, she didn't want to be looked down on by him. "No, I don't need to." "Really"

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