Anti-wear sweet wedding routine

Chapter 774 How did he get the number

Taking advantage of the opportunity to shake off the shoes on her feet, take out the communicator in her hand, a vacuum screen opens, and the screen suspended in the air, add her unique identity information, and then she can enter Huang Ye's main system smoothly.

Search the system for the person I met today, swing my legs freely, and wait for the search results...

Huang Ye's information has always been the latest and most complete.

A few minutes later, the system popped up all the biographical information about this person, from birth to the present, all the information is available.

Looking up has been frowning good-looking eyebrows.

"No, this is not his information. She will never simply believe that this is a so-called bar owner..."

Thinking about it, she tried to search again with other information, for example, the watch on his hand socks.

With a small system, she can do it herself, but the watch shop's information is of this type of business, and the level of protection of customer information has reached the national treasure level.

Outrageous.

Holding his chin, he simply put down the communicator in his hand.

It won't be easy to do this either.

Let her take a bath first, maybe she will remember what to do.

Just came out and asked the Miaozhu for help, wouldn't it be a bit of a loss of face, so many years of learning in vain.

They have strict rules for unfinished tasks.

If you can't finish it, try your best to finish it.

There was a splashing sound of water in the bathroom, and the flushing took nearly an hour.

I seldom have time to take such a refreshing bath. During training, 3 minutes is considered a luxury.

Lying in the dense water vapor, the spirit relaxes for a while.

Today's man flashed in her mind, she wanted to use her own method to solve it, so what was asking for help...

If she keeps asking for help, how different is she from four years ago.

I kept circling this question in my mind, looking up and dreaming about that man even when I was sleeping.

In the big bed that is soft enough to sink in, there is an exquisite person curled up, with a drooping nightcap on his head, wrapped in a thin blanket, like sleeping in a bag, few people can see this Scenes.

Jingle Bell……

The phone in the room rang suddenly...

But the person on the bed didn't move at all, and only rang a few times before hanging up on the other end.

After a while, the phone started vibrating again.

He vaguely touched the phone, but didn't even look at the strange number on it.

"Hello..." The voice was full of ignorance from sleep.

"Xiao Yang, are you coming out to play? Shall I pick you up?" A male voice came from inside.

Looking up at a gap in the tightly closed eyes, he woke up instantly, "Which one are you?"

"An Yiyang, what's the matter?" A natural voice came from the opposite side.

"..." Looking up.

How did he get the number.

She has only been back for a few days, and almost no one owns this number except for very important people.

"No." He refused very simply, and then hung up the phone.

You don't need to be polite with him.

Nesting back into the quilt again, the alternating black and white lines of the thin blanket made the whole person look like a wriggling bug, a slob.

Looking up is actually a very lazy person.

But for the things you like, you will be particularly motivated.

Just after hanging up the phone, the phone rang again.

press off.

Ring again...

Keep pressing.

……

After doing this ten times, sure enough, Mr. An stopped harassing her.

Looking up lazily, he stretched his waist, "I really don't cry when I see the coffin, I can't even talk about it, and I keep beating."

Ding dong.

The voice of information.

Looking up listlessly picked up the phone, glanced at it lightly, it was really cheeky.

Open……

"Xiao Yang, it's been so long since you came back, isn't it good for us to get together?"

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(End of this chapter)