After accompanying Dong Yilan to eat, it was already more than 3 o'clock in the afternoon when she sent her back to the owner's mansion.

Mo Yao originally wanted to accompany her at home, but the ghostly Cheng Xiaoye took Dongcheng Orange and desperately worked as a light bulb, not giving them room to be alone at all. And Dongcheng Orange, that kid looks elegant like a little gentleman, with a soft and cute milk bag face, but he is actually pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and his belly is black and ruthless.

Every time Cheng Xiaoye finished squeezing him, a subtle smile would flash quickly in the corners of Dongcheng Orange's eyes.

As Cheng Xiaoye said, he hasn't "passed the door" yet, even if he is bullied now, he can only endure it.

Even so, in fact, he is still willing to accompany East Yilan. The most important thing is that Amy came later, and this self-esteemed big star squeezed him aside as soon as he came, saying that sisters are siblings, and men are like clothes, so they take his seat as a matter of course.

In this way, there was no place for him at all around Dong Yilan, and the two women and a child made a fuss together, so they squeezed him out and returned to the company depressed. Seeing him come back, the company was full of joy, and the huge desk was also full of documents that needed to be signed.

At this time, he suddenly realized something.

Beiying has been missing for a month!

Since leaving Muscat, he has only focused on East Yilan, and he has not worried about the situation of Beiyingxian for so long. I didn't feel it when I forgot it.,When I think about it.,My heart was suddenly occupied by a feeling called worry.,I couldn't help but take out my phone.。

"Sorry, the call you made is not in the service area......"

Chinese is followed by an English prompt, all stating the fact that he can't contact Beiying at all.

Mo Yao's heart sank, and an even stronger worry squeezed into his heart, and then he dialed another number, "Send someone to the Middle East, Beiying is missing!" ”

Hung up the phone, and his delicate face was heavy.

In the Middle East, a nearly deserted military zone surrounded by occupied military bases, they have pulled up spiked barbed wire to distinguish their territory. A patrol car walked past the barbed wire, its wheels kicking up billowing dust that obscured the view.

Beiying sat in the back of the car, holding the rifle in his arms and pretending to sleep.

He was indeed very tired.

For nearly a month, he had been patrolling with soldiers during the day, and from time to time he would follow them to attack the government's territory to create some terrifying atmosphere, and he would keep an eye on Mo Zhanting at night.

There is no telecommunications network here, and if you want to contact the outside world, you must communicate by radio, and Beiying's identity does not dare to appear in the communication room anyway.

When night fell, the white moonlight sprinkled onto the earth, and there was silence on the Gobi Desert. Occasionally, there were sounds coming to my ears, all of which were the chirping of unknown insects, and the footsteps of patrolmen.

The North Shadow, who was supposed to be asleep, suddenly opened his eyes.

The dark eyes flashed a hint of darkness, swept towards the sleeping people on the left and right, and seeing that they were sleeping soundly, a light turn over jumped out of bed. It's been a whole month, and he has almost explored the firepower points of Mo Zhanting's military area, and it's time to leave.

He felt for the rifle at the head of the bed, checked the pistol on his waist, and after confirming that there was no problem, he felt for the door.

As soon as he opened the door and wanted to go out, there was a dense sound of footsteps coming into his ears, and half of the body of the North Shadow detective retreated, standing at the door and waiting for the patrol to pass.

"There's a raid mission tonight, send someone to increase the defense!"

The leader of the mercenaries commanded in Arabic, and the footsteps were dense and hurried by his orders.

Got a raid mission at night?

Beiying's brows furrowed, they hadn't been notified of anything. It has not been peaceful here lately, and although the sound of explosions in war-torn areas is the least uncommon, the feeling of being thrown cannonballs every once in a while is still very terrifying.

If you are accidentally targeted by an unlucky ghost, your life will be gone.

Coming out of the barracks, walking a kilometer west to the parking lot, he had already got the car keys and the pass, as long as he pretended to be on a mission, he could leave along the way.

But damn there was a raid tonight!

Thinking of this, Beiying's footsteps couldn't help but get faster.

"Stop!" As soon as he shouted the order, seven or eight mercenaries immediately came up and surrounded Beiying.

A squadron leader-like person stared up and down at Beiying, seeing that he was wearing the same military uniform as himself, and the inquiry in his eyes became more obvious.

"Which part are you?" Asked in authentic American English.

"Group B 3rd Division!" Beiying didn't squint, and answered in fluent English, but his hand held the double eagle pistol at his waist.

The squadron leader didn't look at him with distrust, and his eyes swept up and down a few times, and asked in a loud voice: "The third watch doesn't rest in the middle of the night, what are you doing sneakily?" ”

"No sneaky!" Beiying also replied loudly, "There is a mission ahead, and I am ordered to support!" "I told the raid mission I just heard, and I don't know if I can get through the trick, and the hand on my waist is tighter.

The squadron leader glanced back, there was indeed a raid mission tonight, and only a few minutes had passed for the assembled team, "Why is there only one person?" ”

This is difficult to explain, generally speaking, to go to the front to support is also a one-person detachment of people to go, and it is absolutely impossible to call one person alone. And the North Shadow is a lonely shadow and has no companions.

"The patrol car broke down, and the maintenance vehicle was delayed for a minute!"

The squadron leader's brown eyes turned around a few times, today it was indeed the third detachment of Group B that was in charge of patrolling, and it didn't look like he was lying, so he relaxed his vigilance.

Beiying saw that there were traces of looseness on his face, and immediately added: "Report to the captain, I still have to go to gather!" ”

"Let's go!"

Beiying was pardoned, and ran to the parking lot at a trot.

The squadron leader looked at the figure of Beiying and was a little puzzled, the people who had gathered just now were obviously heading southeast, how could he go west? I just wanted to stop and ask again, but someone happened to come to report the matter, so I didn't care about Beiying, and when I was done, I saw him driving to the southeast.

It turned out to be driving, and the squadron leader put down his doubts. What he didn't expect was that this carelessness would bring them a catastrophe in the near future.

On the soft and comfortable big bed, Mo Yao tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

Dong Yilan has been living in the East family's mansion since she came back, she didn't wake up a few days ago, he can still stay in her room in the name of taking care of her, now that she is awake, she doesn't need to be taken care of at night, and he himself was invited out.

Mo Yao has a lot of resentment about this, he can still hold her to sleep when she has no memory, but now it's good, her memory is back, but her welfare is gone!

Her eyes stared at the ceiling vacantly, not knowing what she was thinking, and the fragrance of her nose was the smell she had left behind.

This is her room, her bed, the last time Mo Yao came back to D City, Dong Chuwei arranged for him to live in Dong Yilan's house, this time he was very conscious and moved in, as for his own home, it has been idle for a long time.

If you can't sleep, it's easy to think wildly, and the more you think about it, the more you can't sleep.

What is she doing now?

Mo Yao reached out and took the phone on the bedside.

I found her number and wanted to dial it, but I put my finger on the main side of the number, but I paused.

She should be asleep, right? I just woke up so weak, it's 11 o'clock at night now, if I disturb her rest, I will definitely feel distressed tomorrow.

Put down the phone, and unwilling!

Jingle bells!

The abrupt voice suddenly sounded, so frightened that his hand trembled and the phone almost hit his face, and when he looked at the screen, he received a text message, and the sender's name was prominently displayed in blue.

Mo Yao hurriedly opened his phone to look. He suddenly found that his mood at this moment was extremely excited, just like the mood of the hairy young man when he first confessed to his sweetheart, with a trace of anxiety, more anticipation and throbbing in his heart!

So much so that the slender fingers swiped several times before the screen lock was unlocked.

"Did you sleep?"

The simple three words made the corners of Mo Yao's always cold lips slightly hooked.

"I haven't slept yet." After losing, I wanted to press the send button, but I felt that the content was too sloppy, so I frowned and thought for a long time, and began to type on the screen again: "What did you eat at night?" ”

But he, who had never sent a text message, suddenly found that his fingers were too thick and inflexible, and he either pressed the wrong letter or chose the wrong word. In just one sentence, he was tired and sweaty.

On the phone, Dong Yilan waited for a long time holding his mobile phone, and when he never replied, he thought he was asleep. There is a lot of loss in my heart, I am used to his arms these days, and I can't sleep without him!

Force yourself to close your eyes, turn off the lights, and sleep!

At this time, the phone buzzed twice.

She was worried that there was a sound in the room, noisy for her parents and younger siblings to rest, so she set her phone to vibrate mode.

He hasn't slept yet! A smile immediately bloomed on his face that was originally a little disappointed, and he turned over and lay on the bed, and with a stroke of his slender fingertips, a line of words jumped into his eyes.

What to eat at night?

Dong Yilan bit the corner of his lip and recalled, the dishes at night were too rich, which one was better?

Obviously, Dong Yilan's typing speed on his mobile phone was much faster than Mo Yao's, and after a while, the names of more than a dozen dishes were knocked in. Before sending it, she hesitated again, deleted the content in one go, and simply wrote: "Eat at home." Then he asked, "Why don't you sleep so late?" ”

The other party was silent for a long time, and when Dong Yilan thought he was asleep again, a message came: "I can't sleep." ”

Dong Yilan was stunned for a moment, and just wanted to say something, and then came again: "I miss you!" ”

Oh, I can't sleep before I miss me. The blood-like eyes dimmed, with a hint of disappointment, and then the third message came, "It's the opposite." ”

Is it the other way around? What's the other way around?

Dong Yilan thought wonderingly, so he looked back and forth at the two pieces of information on it: I can't sleep, I miss you!

Could it be: miss you, can't sleep!

Dong Yilan, who got this answer, was swept away in the gloomy mood just now, and he was in a mess in a good mood, and he couldn't help but read it over and over again, and his brain was edited by the cold man while his expression when he edited this message.

Thinking about it, a touch of red glow floated out of his face, as if he was in love for the first time.

If you think about it carefully, she really hasn't really been in love!