Baby Assist: Mommy, have another child!

She gave her a gentle look and pulled the door handle without saying anything.

Yan Huan said, "do you know where this is?"

She paused gently and looked back at her.

Without looking at her, Yan Huan went straight to the sofa and said, "also, what are you going to do next after you return to Italy? Check the monitoring? The crime scene? Or go directly to your mother's apartment?"

Gently bit his lip, "I..."

"The car exploded before our eyes, and you saw it. All the evidence was destroyed, including your mother's body."

The gentle body trembled.

Yan Huan clearly saw the green veins on the back of her hand and sighed silently.

"Wan'er, Ming Jue is right. The top priority is to find the murderer who instigated your mother to drive into people. But looking for the murderer and investigating the case is not going forward blindly. At least you should think calmly before taking action."

"Your brother is missing now. He must know something. Mingjue is already checking. You can wait here at ease. I believe Yili's strength will come out soon."

Gently pondered for a moment, "sister... I can't believe Li Jia."

Yan Huan looked up at her and said faintly, "you can't believe it because there are too many homicides in the calendar family, can you?"

She looked at her gently and nodded silently.

"Sorry, sister..."

Yan Huan waved his hand, "I understand your concerns, but I can guarantee that I will check it myself and let you participate in it. Don't you rest assured?"

Gentle eyes lit up, "really, sister?"

Yan Huan nodded slightly, "I'm sorry about your mother's death. I also have the responsibility to find out."

Gentle red threw her eyes and hugged her, "thank you, sister! I don't know what to say, really thank you..."

Yan Huan held the trembling man in her arms, with mixed feelings in her heart.

After finally coaxing to sleep, Yan huancai remembered his agreement with the man.

She looked at the time. It was four o'clock in the morning.

He should have gone to bed so late?

The idea just flashed away and was dispelled by her.

He said he would wait, he would wait for her.

Yan Huan tucked in the quilt for Wen Wan and got up and went out of the room.

No, I saw a familiar face as soon as I went out.

A young man in black stood in front of the window, and the moonlight behind him cast a layer of silver on him, mysterious and alienated.

Will see cold here, Yan Huan is still a little unexpected.

She blinked. "When did you arrive?"

She remembered that Lenglie was left at Li's house looking for clues and didn't take a plane with them.

Lenglie said expressionless, "just arrived soon."

Yan Huan closed the door and looked up at him, "did you find anything?"

Lenglie shook his head. "The car was basically blown to pieces. Only a few parts were found. The only thing that can be used is the recorder on the car. The professional department has been contacted to check the lost data."

"What else?"

"I found some information about the gentle mother, Rosie's early years."

Yan Huan frowned, "what information?"

"Before she married Wen Dong, she was engaged to an African American man. They had a good relationship."

Yan Huan was stunned, "then why did she marry Wen Dong?"

Lenglie said coldly, "in order to marry her, Wendong found someone to kill her fiance, and pretended to cause her fiance to commit suicide. Rosie couldn't bear the blow. Coupled with Wendong's fanatical pursuit, he agreed. But -"

"But what?"

"I went to the police station. I didn't find the African American man in the file of the mortician's records. The staff of the funeral home once said that he clearly saw the people in the coffin when he was buried."

Lenglie raised his eyes and said word by word: "he said he saw a European with white skin and yellow hair."

Yan Huan picked the tip of her eyebrows.

African white - people?

It's a little intriguing.

She looked cold, "Rosie's fiance..."

"Already checking."

"Did you tell him these things?"

Lenglie paused for a while, "not yet. I'm here when I get off the plane."

Yan Huan blinked and looked back at the gentle room. An idea sprouted in his heart.

She curled her lips and smiled, "Lenglie, are you interested in Wan'er?"

The man's face tightened abruptly.

"You misunderstood."

"Oh? Really -"

She deliberately lengthened her tone, and sure enough, she saw the cold ice face change.

She smiled and said, "it doesn't matter if it's interesting. Wan'er is the same age as you. She's beautiful. Boys will like it, and..."

Lenglie lightly interrupted her, "Li is still waiting for you to go back."

Yan Huan looked at him suspiciously. "You didn't go to his room. How did you know he was waiting for me?"

He glanced at her coldly. "Li always waits for you to go back to bed. Don't you know that?"

"Ah?"

Yan Huan was stunned. "Is there such a thing?"

Think about it, he really didn't go to bed earlier than himself.

At the thought of this, she didn't have the leisure to tease Lenglie this lump of ice again, raised her feet and quickly returned to the room.

As soon as she left, Lenglie took out her room card and brushed it into the gentle room.

……

When Yan Huan pushed the door into the room, the man was sitting on the sofa reading.

The warm light hit him, gentle and stable.

Her heart was suddenly filled, and she skipped over and jumped at him.

The man naturally and steadily caught her body, and his low voice smiled, "Why are you so happy?"

Yan Huan put his arms around his neck, deliberately stuck it into his ears, learned what he usually looked like to himself, stretched out his tongue and licked it.

She obviously felt that the man's body was stiff, and there was a slight and imperceptible tremor in addition to the stiffness.

Yan Huan raised her lips and smiled like a little fat cat.

Before she laughed, she was raised high and pressed into the sofa the next second.

The man knelt at her waist on one knee, stepped on the stall and looked down at her, "huan'er, do you know what you're doing?"

She looked at the clear and handsome face above, and her eyes as strong as the night, and suddenly remembered a sentence often heard in TV dramas.

"Woman, you're playing with fire."

Then there will be an indescribable picture.

She blushed inexplicably and looked innocently at the man, "I just want to kiss you."

The man's black eyes darkened. "Then kiss well."

Yan huangang wanted to retort. He usually kissed her so much, so he was blocked by a man.

This kiss was more enthusiastic than any.

When Yan Huan was kissed seven meat and eight vegetables, his clothes were almost solved, and there was only the last small sling left.

The man put his big hand on the sling and was immediately held by her. Before he could speak, the man suddenly stopped.

She looked at him blankly, "what... What's the matter?"

Li mingjue twisted her eyebrows, held her little hand and stared at the gauze on the white wrist.

Yan Huan clapped in his heart and hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover it, "did you say..."

Before her voice fell, the man had grabbed the button on the gauze and pulled it gently. The gauze fell like snowflakes and scattered on her lower abdomen.

The white wrist has a circle of pink teeth with blood color.

Junyan instantly sank, "who bit it?"