Just as Zhou Qichuan walked out of the rubble and stepped into a safe area, the waiting media reporters rushed over like a swarm of bees and surrounded him.

Song Zhiyuan looked at Zhou Qichuan, who was surrounded by the media, completely came back to his senses, raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled, turned around and left directly.

All Zhou Qichuan's eyes have been glued to Song Zhiyuan's body.

Seeing her dashing eyebrows, she turned around and left directly, Zhou Qichuan retracted his gaze and swept around a group of reporters who surrounded him.

Damn, he actually stopped him from chasing his wife.

"Mr. Zhou, did you personally go to the collapsed casino today to participate in the rescue work?"

"Mr. Zhou, can you tell me the specific situation of the trapped workers, have all the trapped workers been rescued?"

"Mr. Zhou, may I ask what caused this collapse accident?"

"Mr. Zhou, may I ask how much damage this collapse accident will cause to the Zhou family?"

"Mr. Zhou, after you personally participated in the rescue operation, what are your experiences and feelings, can you tell us?"

……

The reporters pounced on him one by one, and all the cameras and microphones were eager to slap him in the face, and they kept throwing all kinds of questions at him.

Zhou Qichuan grimaced, his indifferent gaze swept directly towards the last reporter to ask a question, and his narrow eyebrows twisted lightly, "Look at me now, are you in the mood to answer your questions?" ”

Journalists, "......"

"Trouble let's go." Zhou Qichuan said, and walked forward again.

When the media saw it, they didn't need anyone to open the way, and they automatically avoided a way for him to do it.

Although Zhou Qichuan's face was covered with all kinds of dirty things and the blood of the workers who had the accident at this moment, and he couldn't see his expression at all, it was precisely because of this that it became more and more awe-inspiring.

Front, after Song Zhiyuan left, he got into the car directly.

Sitting in the back seat of the carriage, she closed her eyes and leaned back in the chair, and the whole person was completely relaxed.

"Buzz—buzz—"

Again, the phone vibrated in the pocket.

On this day, her mobile phone rang I don't know how many times, but most of the time she didn't answer.

This time was no exception, and she didn't look until the phone automatically stopped vibrating.

After a while, the door was suddenly opened.

Song Zhiyuan's eyebrows trembled slightly, but she didn't open her eyes to see, because she knew that there would be no second person except Zhou Qichuan.

Sure enough, only two or three seconds later, the sound of the car door closing sounded, and then the extremely familiar smell mixed with all kinds of dirt and blood came to her face, enveloping her.

In the next moment, her chin was gently pinched by the familiar fingertips and raised, and then her lips were grabbed, and the man instantly pried open her lips and teeth, hooking her domineering and eagerly began to stir.

"Hmm~" Song Zhiyuan was completely out of breath by him, and couldn't help but reach out to push him.

Probably Zhou Qichuan himself realized that as soon as Song Zhiyuan pushed, he let go of her, his forehead against hers, the heavy breath was tightly entangled with Song Zhiyuan's, and he said in a dumb voice, "What, are you in a hurry?" ”

Because of crying just now, Song Zhiyuan's eyes were still a little red, but he couldn't hide his coquettishness and hatred.

I was about to speak, but before I opened my mouth, the mobile phone in my pocket vibrated again.

This time, she went straight to her phone.

It was actually Zhou Jiangyuan who called.

Zhou Qichuan saw it, his black eyes sank slightly, he took the mobile phone from Song Zhiyuan's hand, and swiped to answer.

"What about Zhou Qichuan's rebel, where did he die?" Immediately, Zhou Jiangyuan's cold questioning voice came.

Because they were so close, the two of them were almost close together, and Song Zhiyuan naturally heard the voice on the mobile phone.

Immediately, her face turned a little unpleasant.

Zhou Jingyu made a sin, Zhou Qichuan ignored the danger, the first to go down to the ruins, the last to come up, and the rescue lasted for more than ten hours before he came up to take a breath, just waiting for Zhou Jiangyuan to ask such a ruthless question.

What is Zhou Jiangyuan? What is he?

At this moment, Song Zhiyuan was angry.

However, Zhou Qichuan's face was not the same, but his voice suddenly became cold, and he replied, "I'm not dead, I have a fart." ”

"You rebel!" Zhou Jiangyuan roared on the other end of the phone, "You get back to me right now." ”

The words fell, and the other end hung up the phone directly.

Zhou Qichuan raised his eyebrows, threw his phone aside, lowered his head and kissed Song Zhiyuan again.

Song Zhiyuan put his hands on his chest to stop him, looked at him with a pair of clear eyes with extremely complicated emotions, and said, "You are wet all over, there is a hotel nearby, go take a shower first, and change your clothes." ”

Indeed, the rain is mixed with sweat and mud, and Zhou Qichuan is not only wet all over his body now, but also smelly.

So, he nodded and said happily, "Okay, listen to my wife." ”

Seeing that he agreed, Song Zhiyuan turned around to push the door and get out of the car.

Zhou Qichuan grabbed her, "Where are you going?" ”

"He Wu is with you, I'm tired for more than ten hours, I'll drive." Song Zhiyuan turned his head to him.

When Zhou Qichuan heard this, he raised his lips and smiled, and let go of his hand.

When Song Zhiyuan got out of the car, she saw He Wu standing next to the car, she raised her chin at him and said, "You sit in the co-pilot, I'll drive." ”

He Wu hesitated, nodded and went around the passenger seat, pulled the door and got into the car.

The living workers and engineers were rescued, and those who unfortunately died, Zhou Qichuan also gave an order to do his best to lift people up so that their families could see their whole bodies.

Song Zhiyuan also instructed his colleagues in the personnel department to contact the families of the 16 workers and engineers as soon as possible, and do everything possible to appease the emotions of the families, especially the families of the workers who died, and to meet their demands to the greatest extent.

As for the scene, with Zhang Mu here, Zhou Qichuan and Song Zhiyuan were relieved.

Song Zhiyuan drove the car out, and unintentionally lifted his eyes, and saw Zhou Qichuan who had already leaned back in the chair and slept with his eyes closed in the rearview mirror.

Even though the man's face was covered with mud at this moment, he couldn't hide his exhaustion.

Including He Wu, he soon fell asleep as well.

Song Zhiyuan carefully drove the car to a nearby hotel.

She stopped the car, but did not wake up the two sleeping people, but quietly got out of the car, and then stood by the car door to see where she was going to buy two changes of clothes for Zhou Qichuan and He Wu.

Suddenly, the backseat door was pushed open, and Zhou Qichuan walked down.

"See what?" He blinked his bloodshot eyes and asked Song Zhiyuan.

"I'm wondering where to buy you a change of clothes." Song Zhiyuan looked at him and said.

Zhou Qichuan smiled, he wanted to hug the person in the past, but he felt that his body was too dirty, so he gave up decisively, and instead held Song Zhiyuan's hand hanging by his side, and said with a smile, "You don't need to buy it, you have it in the trunk." ”

As he spoke, He Wu got out of the car, went directly around the trunk, and took out the suitcase inside.

Song Zhiyuan glanced at it, also bent his lips, and said, "Then let's go in." ”

"Hmm."

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