Song Zhiyuan opened two rooms, one for her and Zhou Qichuan, and one for He Wu.

Entering the room, Zhou Qichuan leaned against the wall softly, looked at Song Zhiyuan with dark eyes, and didn't move.

Song Zhiyuan squatted down, opened his suitcase, and took out a set of his change of clothes.

As soon as he stood up and turned his head, he met the black eyes of the man who was pitiful and begging for love like a little wolf cub.

"What are you doing there, hurry up and take off your clothes and take a shower." She said angrily.

I was soaked and wrapped in my body for more than ten hours, that is, Zhou Qichuan had a good physique, and if he was an ordinary person, it was estimated that he would have a cold and fever.

"Wife, I don't have the strength, my whole body is soft, you help me take it off." Zhou Qichuan blinked, and his tone was even softer, like a serious illness.

After speaking, he was still like a milk doll, stretching out a pair of hands towards Song Zhiyuan.

The expression and the action, the intention is too obvious.

Song Zhiyuan had no choice but to squint at him, but the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved a wonderful arc.

The two of them were in a stalemate for more than ten seconds, and seeing Zhou Qichuan looking at her motionless in a posture of begging for mercy, Song Zhiyuan finally relented.

She helped him put on the rescue suit, and seeing that he was so brave and fearless, she helped him take it off.

After comforting himself, Song Zhiyuan went over and helped him take off his rescue suit.

Zhou Qichuan immediately looked like a little doll with candy, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he stood up obediently to cooperate with her.

He wore only a thin white shirt in his rescue suit.

When the rescue suit is taken off, the shirt is not only soaked, but the water can be wrung out, and the stains, mud stains and even blood stains on the shirt are very obvious.

Song Zhiyuan endured not to look up at him, seriously helped him take off the rescue suit, and then went to unbutton his shirt.

This time, there was no need for Zhou Qichuan to say that Song Zhiyuan even helped him take off his pants.

"It's okay, go—" Wash. "Hmm~"

Just when Song Zhiyuan buried her head and the words had not fallen, Zhou Qichuan hooked her chin with his long fingers, raised her head, lowered his head and grabbed her lips again.

Song Zhiyuan remained motionless and let him ask for it.

Zhou Qichuan was not too much, after a deep kiss, he let go of Song Zhiyuan, went to hold one of her hands, wrapped it around his waist, and said, "My wife will help me wash it." ”

Song Zhiyuan raised his eyes and picked at him, "Zhou Qichuan, you really know how to make inches." ”

Zhou Qichuan smiled, pecked her rippling red lips, and waited for her to compromise and agree.

This time, Song Zhiyuan really compromised.

She put the water, the two of them stepped into the bathtub, Zhou Qichuan carried her to her body and sat down, and pulled the towel on the side to her.

Song Zhiyuan took it, soaked the towel in hot water, and helped him scrub it little by little on his body, and obviously felt that his body was changing.

However, Zhou Qichuan closed his eyes and leaned in the bathtub, without any other meaning.

Song Zhiyuan knew that he must be extremely tired.

He didn't fall asleep, though.

When Song Zhiyuan helped him wash and was about to get out of the bathtub, Zhou Qichuan hugged her, hugged her into his arms, buried his face in her neck socket and rubbed it, his magnetic voice was low and hoarse, almost with a trill, "Wife, let me hold it for a while, just hold it for a while." ”

In the more than ten hours in the collapsed underground casino, the few workers he saw who were dead and had hideous and painful expressions were still engraved in his mind, and some of them lingered.

If it weren't for Zhou Jingyu's embezzlement of a large amount of public funds for the Qingcheng Mountain project, and many of the building materials used were of inferior quality, the seven workers would not have died tragically in Qingcheng Mountain.

They have parents, wives and children, and the originally happy family collapsed in one fell swoop.

Hearing the abnormality of his voice, Song Zhiyuan, who originally wanted to struggle, instantly quieted down.

Sadness and anger were quickly transmitted to Song Zhiyuan through Zhou Qichuan.

She didn't see the painful expressions of the seven workers when they died, but the loss of seven lives was only because of Zhou Jingyu's gambling habits.

How can this not make people angry.

Slowly, Song Zhiyuan also hugged Zhou Qichuan tightly.

She bowed her head and gave him a gentle kiss on the side of his cheek, saying, "Don't be sad, you've really done your best, and you've done a great job." ”

"Really?" Zhou Qichuan flicked his eyelids open, looked at Song Zhiyuan, and the corners of his mouth opened up with a consistent smile, "My wife thinks I'm the best?" ”

Song Zhiyuan, "......"

"Do you want to go to the mansion?" She asked.

"Go." Zhou Qichuan replied without hesitation.

"I'm with you."

"Okay."

……

After more than ten hours of rescue in the collapsed underground casino, Zhou Qichuan and He Wu only drank a few sips of water, so Song Zhiyuan took people to the hotel restaurant for dinner, and then returned to Jinning.

The news that Zhou's entertainment city under construction collapsed due to the use of a large number of substandard building materials, resulting in nine injuries and seven deaths, has exploded in all walks of life, and once again quickly rushed to the hot search list.

Because of the Liu Yanyan incident, Zhou Jingyu has been hanging on the hot search list, and with his own strength, he occupies many pits on the hot search list.

As soon as the news came out that the main building collapsed due to the use of substandard building materials in Zhou's Entertainment City, resulting in nine injuries and seven deaths, Zhou Jiangyuan immediately came forward for public relations in person, putting all the responsibility on the chief engineer in charge of the entertainment city project, and picking Zhou Jingyu clean from it.

On the way back to Jinning, Song Zhiyuan looked at the content of Zhou Jiangyuan and Zhou's public relations, and couldn't help laughing, once again, she asked her classmates to help break the news, and spread the news that Zhou Jingyu had embezzled more than one billion public funds from the entertainment city project to fill gambling debts.

This news, she didn't know before today, was specially revealed to her by the chief engineer of the project in order to please her during the rescue, picking himself out of this major story.

This time, she must strike while the iron is hot and send Zhou Jingyu, a scumbag, to prison, and don't think about it easily.

Originally, Zhou Qichuan sat next to her and slept in the back of the chair.

Unexpectedly, after Song Zhiyuan finished chatting with his classmates, he just put away his mobile phone, and as soon as he turned his head, he met the man's deep and vast black eyes.

Song Zhiyuan, "......"

She swallowed and asked, "You saw it all?" ”

Zhou Qichuan smiled, took the person into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her the forehead, nodded and said, "Well, I saw it all." ”

Song Zhiyuan looked up at him, "......"

"Don't worry, just do whatever you want, Zhou Jiangyuan and they can't find you." Looking at the person in his arms, Zhou Qichuan said again.

Song Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, "??? ”

"Even if they find out about you, it doesn't matter, you have me." Zhou Qichuan smiled and was sincere.

Song Zhiyuan stared at him and said with a smile, "At the critical moment, don't sell me." ”

She asked her classmates to Jingyu all week, except for her and her classmates, only Zhou Qichuan knew about it.

......