I lay on the counter of the sink, my stomach burned, and I retched a few times, but I couldn't throw it up, only felt abdominal pain and chills, and my head was dizzy and weak. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Yu'er, what's wrong with you?" Si Tianzhe followed in and patted me on the back worriedly.

I shook my head, frowning between my brows.

He touched my cold hand, "Cold? I went to call a doctor. ”

"No," I grabbed him, squeezing out a small smile, "probably because the soup I made is really bad......

"Don't drink it, I'll pour you a cup of hot water." He helped me up and "went to bed." ”

"Hmm...... I want to take a shower first. ”

He looked at me, "Okay, let's go sit in the living room for a while, and I'll help you drain the water." ”

After soaking in the hot water, my body was really comfortable, and I walked out of the bathroom, and Si Tianzhe was at the door.

"Is it better? Tell me where you're uncomfortable. ”

I smiled, "I'm fine, you've asked me eight times outside the door." ”

"I'd rather go in and help you if I could."

My face, flushed with heat, was dizzy, and he brought the cup to my lips, and I took a sip, this time brown sugar, vaguely to the taste of some kind of medicine.

Seeing that I drank most of the glass, he was satisfied, "Go and rest." ”

I thought about it for a moment, took his hand and walked to my room.

Taking him to the bedside, I reached out to untie his shirt, he looked at me in surprise and smiled bitterly, "Yu'er, although I want to too, I can't touch you now." ”

I was embarrassed and pushed him down on the bed, "What do you think?" Do you know that you haven't slept well in three days? ”

He laughed, "Well, at least let me wash up first, right?" ”

I looked at him with distrust, "Don't take the opportunity to work." ”

"Got it," he said, getting up and kissing me, "I'll come back and sleep with you later." ”

This time he moved very quickly, and before I could fall asleep, he came back, gently and carefully got into bed, lifted the quilt, and carried me into his arms from behind.

"Well, why is your body a little cold?" He stroked my arm resting in front of me, "Aren't you feeling well?" ”

I snuggled up to his chest and sucked the temperature, "No, don't worry. ”

He had already lifted my pajamas, and his palm covered my lower abdomen without saying anything, I couldn't help but gasp, the powerful heat of his palm injected warmth domineeringly, and at the same time provoked some strange feeling, crawling in the blood, making me tremble slightly, and my voice was relieved...... Don't do that, I ...... Didn't sleep well ......"

"So, what about that?"

His voice seemed to be mixed with an aphrodisiac, and he moved his hand up to my chest, and with a slight seductive force, I ducked backwards in terror, only to sink myself deeper into his siege, and the forward and backward fell into his control, and I felt like I was being roasted.

"Tell me, what should I do?" He poured a deep whisper into all my perceptions, demanding a choice from me.

"Like ...... Like I had just done...... "I gasped with difficulty and opened my mouth for another abyss.

"Good." He kissed me on the back of the neck and took my hand back to my abdomen, "Hurry up and sleep." ”

How do you sleep like this?

I bit my lip resentfully, but it was an indisputable fact that the pain in my abdomen gradually subsided with the heat, and I closed my eyes, relaxed, and used his hand in the part that I could not ignore as a heating device, and then slowly fell asleep.

*

The next morning, when we arrived in Cologne, we were greeted by someone outside the door before we even entered the Durand factory.

"Hello, Mr. Stewart and Miss Fu," a middle-aged man in a factory uniform stepped forward and introduced himself, "I'm the owner of the factory, Lucas Duland. ”

To our surprise, Mr. Durand was not the usual business owner in a suit and leather shoes, he even wore the same overalls as the other workers, and looked like an ordinary engineer.

"Thank you so much for your help, I don't know how to express to you how much that piece means to me and my wife." He said with some excitement.

"You're welcome." I smiled.

"Yes, without this VIP pass, we wouldn't have been able to see the factory owner." Shang Jingyi said lukewarmly.

I gave him a disgusting look, and Mr. Durand smiled unconcernedly, leading us into the factory.

"You do look different." I looked at the cuffs of his half-pulled overalls.

"Of course, Mr. Durand is a well-known engineer, and he is personally involved in the development and even production and processing of many products in the factory." The assistant behind him explained to us.

I was stunned.

Inviting us into the reception room, Durand got straight to the point, "I know you're here for glass, and I don't know what the requirements are for the glass grade. ”

I also bluntly said, "I heard that you have a bulletproof glass that can meet the highest level of security in the world at the moment, and can withstand the lethality of АК-47 and even rockets." ”

"I don't dare to take the world's highest safety standards," he laughs, "but the process of producing this glass is a bit complicated and may take a little more time...... Then, please bring me the design sample of the car and the size of the glass, and I will arrange it for Miss Fu immediately. ”

"Okay, thank you very much."

"Also, one more thing, I need your detailed personal information."

"Huh? Why? "I don't understand.

"This is our basic procedure, due to the particularity of our products, we must ensure that the guests who come to customize have no previous convictions and potential possibilities of causing harm to the society, we cannot make our products a weapon for criminals, which is very necessary to maintain social order, and it is also a political policy. If the government approves the filing, please understand. Mr. Durand said earnestly.

"So, personal information, to what extent?" I asked.

He motioned to the assistant behind him to hand over a document, I took it in my hand, not a thin pile, opened it, the content of which is really exhaustive, including not only the basic information of the address and work, but also the specific address, school, personal account, daily attendance of occasions, activities, the scope of communication, and even the details of all relatives must be listed.

Looking at this personal identity investigation, I was in a dilemma.

"In fact, I was the one who wanted to customize the bulletproof glass." Shang Xunyu, who was sitting next to me, suddenly took the document in my hand.

"Oh?" Mr. Durand seems to believe it.

I looked at him in amazement.

It's dangerous. Yes, it's dangerous.

My identity can't be exposed, because I'm still on the run, and Si Tianzhe has tried his best to set up defenses around me, just because he is worried that once his whereabouts are revealed, it will be turmoil and overturn. But as the head of the Stewart family, how many people covet the position and wealth, how much of a threat to himself is to hand over such a file to others and expose everything to others?