Chapter Seventy-Three: Don't Drink? Ancestors?
"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm in a bit of a bad mood right now. Sorry to embarrass you. You continue. ”
After a while, Tang Wan realized her gaffe and apologized repeatedly, her tone was natural and easy-going, as if someone else had lost her temper just now.
There was a pause for a moment, as if to show that he didn't care, and then began to say something again.
"Okay, you keep tracking, and if you get it, the price will be doubled."
After listening, Tang Wan finally showed a satisfied smile, and while she was proud, she didn't forget to continue to command this person.
On the other end of the phone is a private detective invited by Tang Wan, who is considered an outlaw, born in a gangster, and is called the second brother by the people in the rivers and lakes. Because of this experience, I am not afraid of things, but I can shoot a lot of secrets that others can't photograph.
It's just that his experience makes people dare not invite him easily. Moreover, he is not something that everyone can touch. Tang Wan spent a lot of money to invite him to auction on his behalf.
This time, although he didn't have any special discoveries about Ye Mang's whereabouts, after all, Shang Ji kept it a secret, but he also had some news about Zhong Qixiu, some news that was enough to make Tang Wan make a fuss.
Hanging up the phone, Tang Wan pondered for a long time, hesitated for a long time next to the phone, and finally didn't dial it.
She wanted to question Shang Ji at the moment why she lied to her last night, but she knew that she must not do this, otherwise all her efforts would be in vain. So, she held back.
In the afternoon, the ward.
When Ye Mangmu woke up, she only felt that the white expanse around her was very unfamiliar, so that she didn't know where she was for a moment.
In fact, even if she was completely awake, she couldn't imagine that she was carried back to China by Shang Ji during her coma, and in a very sensational mode.
After waking up, Ye Manman's clearest feeling was a sharp pain in his head, ten times more painful than when he was drunk. And the pain was accompanied by weakness all over the body, and I couldn't even lift my hands.
tried her best to endure the pain, but it seemed that because she was sick, even the pain shielding system was much weaker, and even if she tried her best to endure it, she still moaned softly unconsciously.
This movement suddenly alarmed Shang Ji, who was sleeping lightly on the side, and he almost immediately stood up and checked Ye Mang's situation in a slight hurry.
Only then did Ye Mangmu react, it turned out that Shang Ji had been guarding beside him.
Although she was vaguely conscious during her coma, she never expected such a result.
Because of excessive consumption, the man's eyes already have a circle of blue and black, and in his originally cold eyes, in addition to coldness, there is also a trace of tiredness, and a circle of stubble has faintly grown on the side of his mouth.
Ye Mangmu had never seen Shang Ji like this.
He has always been cold, perfect, standing on the altar. She never imagined that one day, this person who stood on the height that everyone would look up to, would step down from the altar for herself.
Ye Mangmu felt the pain in his body as if a pair of hands were caressing, and instantly swept them away from his body.
In addition to being moved, there is also a distraction.
It's just that this strange feeling was deliberately ignored by her.
"Still drinking?" Shang Ji's eyes seemed to be mixed with ice, and he swept coldly over Ye Mang's face. Before this person woke up, he was worried that after waking up, he would only have a stomach full of gas.
Tell her to drink as much as she wants, without looking at how much she drinks.
told her to insist on participating in the bonfire party despite the dissuasion.
She didn't want to ask for help, and she didn't say that she was not feeling well.
Ye Mangmao received Shang Ji's warning eyes, and instantly understood the meaning of the man. I couldn't help but feel weak for a while, my eyes drifted left and right, and I unconsciously wanted to touch my nose, but I couldn't lift my hand.
Indeed, it was she herself who was too willful.
However, if it's wrong, it's wrong, why are you so fierce!
complained silently in his heart, and after a short period of dissatisfaction, there was a burst of sweetness.
"Drink water?" Shang Jian saw that Ye Mangmao seemed to have remorse, and he no longer continued to care. Lowering his tone, he asked softly.
The man looked at himself intently while twisting his quilt, and asked himself in a gentle voice. Who can put this on, who can bear it?
Ye Mangmao was almost just thinking about it, and nodded subconsciously.
Very well-behaved.
Shang Yu nodded in understanding, and then left to pour water.
After Ye Manmang reacted, a glass of warm water had already been placed in front of him.
Putting the water on Ye Mang's table, Shang Ji couldn't help but help Ye Mang's body up. The exaggerated palm was against Ye Mang's petite body, and she could even feel the temperature through the thin fabric.
Wherever a man's palm goes, it will cause a tingling.
It made Ye Manmu feel strange and unspeakable.
"Do you want me to feed it?" After helping Ye Mangman, seeing that she hadn't moved for a long time, Shang Ji couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked teasingly.
When Ye Mangmu heard this, his face instantly turned red.
But when she tried to raise her left and right hands, she realized that this was not at all something she wanted to decide whether she wanted to or not.
Seeing Ye Mang's embarrassment, Shang Yu put down his ridiculous posture, sighed helplessly, and then raised the water cup and fed it to Ye Mang's mouth.
With the man's action of feeding the water, Ye Mangmu could only see Shang Ji's almost perfect face.
At this time, there was a little smile on the face of the iceberg that would make many people scream when it was placed outside. The corners of the mouth are indeed raised, and the eyes tend to be crooked.
Ye Manmu has always been vaguely aware of Shang Ji's emotional changes, and he has never felt it intuitively. At first glance, I couldn't help but be stunned.
Even the action of swallowing water was forgotten, so that Shang Ji accidentally spilled a glass of water.
But fortunately, the man paid special attention to his strength so that he would not spill on the bed. Just a few drops of water flowed down Ye Man's jaw.
Shang Yu really didn't expect that this woman, who was usually in a daze, could even drink saliva now. I didn't know whether it was angry or funny for a while, so I had to be silent.
There is no need for Shang Ji to speak, Ye Mangmu is also ashamed at this time. I just want to plunge headlong into the crack in the ground and never come out again.
Even if you make a fool of yourself, you still make a fool of yourself in this kind of thing. Even if you make a fool of yourself in this kind of thing, you still make a fool of yourself in front of Shang Ji.
What's more! The reason is still to look at his face, and he is fascinated!
Ye Mangmu didn't know where the strength came from, so he turned his head sharply and buried his face in the quilt, refusing to lift it up.
"Stopped drinking?" In the haze, Ye Mang heard Shang Ji's laughing voice.
Ye Mangwu simply pretended that he didn't hear it, and buried his head deeper.
Then, she heard a sudden faint breathing in her ears, and before she could turn her head, a hoarse and magnetic voice rang in her ears:
"Ancestor?"