Qiao Yunchuan walked to the side of the bed and stood for a while.

Even the sound of his heart beating could be heard in the silence, telling him one by one that it was all true.

He wanted to lean down and kiss the girl on the cheek, but remembered that he had some blood on his body.

Qiao Yunchuan walked into the bathroom and took a shower.

The girl had somehow turned over, her beautiful cheeks facing the window.

The corners of Qiao Yunchuan's lips hooked slightly, and he raised his slender legs and walked towards the window.

He crouched down, like a child, and stared at the girl.

The handsome young man's slender and good-looking lips opened lightly.

- My girl.

-Really like you.

- Want to have you.

Silent confessions permeated the night.

It's a pity that this handsome young man with a god-given appearance still can't make a sound.

When he was younger, he was careless and injured his throat during a mission, and he has since lost his voice.

The world was dark and cold to him.

Killing and being killed is just one way.

If it weren't for the accident that she had met her, and she could hear his heart.

Probably, he will continue to fall from now on.

Qiao Yunchuan looked at the sleeping girl with fascination in his eyes, slowly approached, and kissed her white and delicate cheeks.

The girl has the same faint fragrance as him, as if it is contaminated with his breath.

Qiao Yunchuan went to bed and hugged the girl into his arms, and fell asleep with her heartily.

Following.

A hurried bell rang.

Fusang frowned slightly, and opened his eyes.

Before the sun was in the sky, a faint light shone through the window into the room.

The phone is still ringing.

Fu Sang just wanted to go to the mobile phone to answer the phone, but found that he was actually being held in his arms, and there was a shallow breathing sound behind him.

Wait, wait!

Little girl sleeps in the same bed with her?

What happened last night?!

It seems like......

Hey, why did she suddenly fall asleep last night?

No matter how much it is.

Fusan carefully struggled out of the boy's arms, and then went to get his cell phone to connect the call.

"Joy." Jiang Siyu's voice came.

Fusang lowered his voice and said, "What's wrong?" ”

She glanced at the teenager who was still sleeping and walked out of the bedroom.

Jiang Siyu exhaled and said, "You finally answered the phone." ”

Fusang asked with some confusion, "Did something happen?" ”

Jiang Siyu said in surprise: "Isn't it the police you hugged, saying that you caught 'Jack'?" ”

Fusang was stunned: "I caught Jack?" ”

"Isn't that you?" Jiang Siyu was also puzzled and said, "Last night, you texted that you caught Jack, and then you stopped answering calls and texts." ”

Fu Sang's mind was in a mess, and Jiang Siyu on the other end of the phone was still talking.

"Jack was covered in wounds...... It's a bit strange, forget it, you better come to the bureau. ”

Fusang's voice was a little hoarse: "Is Jack dead?" ”

"Not dead." Jiang Siyu said: "Half dead, unable to speak, my tendons were broken." ”

A chill broke out behind Fu Sang's back and said, "I'll come to the bureau right away." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Jiang Siyu to speak again, he hung up the phone.

Fusang clenched his fists and walked to the bedroom door.

The bedroom was dimly lit, and the slender figure of the boy had his back to her, sleeping like an innocent child.

There were too many coincidences that she had to be suspicious.

Three men with a criminal record who tried to rape her, and Jack, who tried to kill her.

Who has the power to 'discipline' them?

…… He.