Wen Qiao carried the food box, walked for more than ten minutes, arrived at Fu Nanli's residence, pressed the password, and entered the door, there was silence inside, only the sound of rain falling on the window.

Wen Qiao put the food box on the dining table, then went upstairs lightly, gently pushed the door open, the room was dim, and Fu Nanli was still lying on the bed.

Wen Qiao knew that he must not have slept much last night, and he had to keep an eye on the platform and not be attacked.

Indeed, the app did not suffer a second wave of attacks, and at four o'clock in the morning, Fu Nanli was relieved to sleep.

Wen Qiao stepped on the soft carpet and walked up to him, sat on the edge of the bed, and called him softly, "Do you want to get up and eat something and go to sleep?" Otherwise, it's not good for the stomach. ”

Fu Nanli slowly opened his eyes and directly scooped the person into his arms, in the dim light, Wen Qiao saw that his eyes were very red, caused by fatigue, there was a faint dark blue under his eyes, and his voice was also hoarse, "I'm not hungry, I don't have an appetite, let me sleep for a while." ”

Wen Qiao rested on his arm, his fingers lightly tracing his deep statue-like features: "Did you sleep late?" ”

"Well, I slept at four."

The voice is hoarse and sexy, and the sound of rain is full of Su feeling.

"Why is it so late?" The slender fingers slid across the man's chin and landed on the Adam's apple, and the wide palm immediately grabbed her lower hand, preventing the naughty fingers from lingering, and the breath became two points heavier.

"Don't you know?" The man's voice grew even darker.

Wincho: "Huh? Know what? ”

"Last night, Zhonghuan's e-commerce platform was attacked by hackers."

Wincho: "Huh? Is it? ”

"Hmm."

"Is it solved?"

"Solved."

"Oh, thank you."

Fu Nanli tightened the person in his arms: "Don't speak, let me sleep a little longer, good." ”

"Uh-huh."

Fu Nanli is a person who rarely sleeps in bed, and there is more Wen Qiao in his arms, and he slept until half past nine this time, and Wen Qiao fell asleep again.

Fu Nanli was already refreshed, the rain outside the window was still falling, and seeing that the person in his arms was still asleep with his eyes closed, he just wanted to warm up for a while, and the doorbell rang.

The young master frowned slightly, and Wen Qiao opened his eyes, "Someone is ringing the doorbell." ”

"Well, I'll open the door, and you can sleep a little longer."

Wen Qiao struggled to sit up: "I'm not here to sleep, I'll bring you food, Uncle Ji's potato cakes and red bean porridge are delicious, I'll go and heat it up for you." ”

Fu Nanli opened the door, and Fu Chuan, who was standing outside the door, felt that his face was extremely ugly, and said with concern: "Did you sleep too late?" ”

Fu Nanli's eyebrows trembled slightly: "It's not the right time for you to come." ”

Seeing Wen Qiao busy in the kitchen, Fu Chuan knew that he had indeed come at an inopportune time.

"Last night's sales turnover broke the record of previous years, in addition, every grand prize of the lottery Weibo has also been drawn, there is no shady, and the first prize winner even became popular by virtue of this lottery."

Even some people on the home platform said that this is a hype method of Zhonghuan, which also makes people laugh and cry.

Fu Nanli straightened the neckline of his nightgown: "Did you catch the person who sent out the virus attack?" ”

"Caught, it's a woman named Hailey, twenty-four years old this year, half of M country blood, a mixed race."

Wen Qiao, who was holding a plate, stood at the door of the kitchen and looked at the two of them with a smile: "Brother Nanli, breakfast is hot, you go upstairs to brush your teeth, come down and eat." ”

After Fu Nanli finished washing, he returned to the dining room, Wen Qiao sat opposite him, and Fu Chuan pulled a chair to sit next to Fu Nanli.

The two continued to talk about last night.

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