"What's the ...... Don't talk nonsense. I just think that the translation I translated is a bit strange. That's why I came to ask, in fact, I was also kind, but I didn't expect him to speak coldly to me. Is it true that the Eagle Strike Brigade is like him, so dragged! ”

Pouting, the girl snorted heartily.

"Hey, Xiao Wang, you're wrong. Among the core figures of the entire Eagle Strike Brigade, Boss Qiao's temper is the best. Usually joking or something, he can say it best. But who makes you always like to ask questions that shouldn't be asked, curious about this and curious about that? That's all confidential, and of course he won't be kind to you! You, let's get back to work, or the Commissioner will have to get in trouble again—"

The woman with a bright smile reached out and patted the shoulder of a well-behaved rabbit, who looked docile and humble, as if she had no backbone, and was always so soft and weak.

Half-pushed and half-shoved and pulled her back to the office.

On the way, she suddenly remembered something, leaned over and whispered, "Hey, you made me curious." What kind of cipher did you translate, panicked like that, and so curious? ”

"Hmm...... I tell you, don't talk about it. ”

Stopping, the woman timidly looked around, leaned close to her suspicious friend's ear, and whispered.

*

The night is intoxicating, and the lights of thousands of homes are intertwined with flickering neon, adding a touch of color to the night sky of S City.

Pedestrians are in a hurry, commuters are shuttling through the subway station, and fashionably dressed red men and green women put aside the tiredness of the day and approach the night scene that can make them party.

Ten miles of ocean, the river is endless.

This vibrant metropolis is a cosmopolitan metropolis and a city that never sleeps with an exceptionally rich nightlife.

It's just as lively during the day as it is at night.

But tonight, under this excitement, there are countless surging undercurrents.

Ferocious, surging.

But there is one place, but the silence is a little scary!

……

The room was dim, with a faint fragrance floating.

Every furnishing in the large room is soaked in a simple and elegant Western atmosphere, as if a thick color and delicate oil painting have been brought to reality.

The heavy, low-hanging curtains blocked out the light outside.

Only a ray of moonlight spilled into the room through the gaps in the corners of the curtains.

The milky white cashmere carpet is plated with a light layer of moonlight, which turns into a very playful milky yellow.

In the center of the room, there is an antique European-style bed.

At the four corners of the bed stand intricately carved copper pillars.

On one side, a heavy gauze tent that looked light but heavy hung from the top of the bed, enveloping the whole large bed.

At the head of the bed, a night light glows faintly.

Vaguely sketching the scene in bed.

Through the gauze tent, you can vaguely see a woman lying in the window.

She slept well and quietly.

His hands were gently folded on the quilt, and a green silk was neatly scattered under his body and on the pillow.

The man was like a sleeping beauty, barely moving.

If it weren't for that shallow breath, I guess the people who were waiting in this room would have thought she was dead.

Time passes minute by minute.

Bo Jinghan woke up slowly, his brain was still a little dizzy, and his temples were suddenly throbbing.

It's like waking up from a hangover, my stomach is empty, and I feel like I feel burning......