Beloved 99 times: arrogant police superintendent hard to deal

It was already 11 p.m. when Qiao Jiang came home.

Yang Qianlan glanced at her, "see Liancheng?"

"No." just spit out two words, and she walked upstairs.

Looking at her back upstairs, Yang Qianlan frowned tightly. Qiao Jiang used to respect her very much.

The attitude is not good, even the tone is very gentle, but now

She snorted coldly. It seems that she can't pretend. She said, there is no one in the world who never loses his temper.

As soon as Qiao Jiang came to the door of the room, he saw Gu Liancheng's playful dog.

She was squatting at her door, looking at her with her ears up.

Qiao Jiang leaned down and touched his dog's head. "Your master is probably still on the road now."

"Ow!" husky let out a howl and followed Qiao Jiang into the bedroom.

She glanced at it, ignored it, hid in the bathroom, took a bath and turned off the light to sleep.

She had a good night's sleep, and her conscience was not disturbed at all, but she completely forgot Gu Liancheng, who was thrown on the road by her.

When Qiao Jiang got up, the sun was already shining high, and Yang Qianlan went out early to go shopping with other rich wives.

She walked downstairs with her messy hair.

I nearly tripped when I passed the living room.

She held her figure and looked down.

Looking at the man lying on the sofa like mud, she blinked. When did she come back?

"Ow! Ow!" husky stood in front of him and shouted a few times. He didn't respond.

Looking at his flushed face, Qiao Jiang's eyes flashed clearly.

Is this... Sick?

After hesitating, she was still ready to wake him up.

"Uncle?"

"Gu Liancheng!"

Qiao Jiang called a few times. The man still didn't wake up. She pondered for a moment. She suddenly raised her palm and pulled it down towards his handsome face.

However, before he touched it, the man suddenly opened a pair of dark eyes.

“……”

Four eyes met, followed by a suffocating silence.

The man's cold eyes without a trace of temperature stared at her tightly, and he didn't know how much complexity had precipitated.

He closed his thin lips and looked at Qiao Jiang's eyes with an unspeakable cold.

"Who are you?"

Qiao Jiang's face was slightly stiff and his eyes looked at him.

A man's eyes, sharp, calm and unhurried, are like a cheetah on the African grassland, shining with deep tax and profit, as if to tear all her disguises and go deep.

Not to mention Qiao Jiang, even anyone in Xueyang City dare not leave him on the road and drive away his car.

And

He glanced at Qiao Jiang's hand.

If he was right, did she just want to hit him while he was asleep?

Facing his sight, Qiao Jiang coughed, "uncle, why is your face so red?"

"..." it's OK not to mention this. Speaking of this, Gu Liancheng only felt pain in his chest.

However, all the anger and doubts can only turn into one sentence, "I have a fever. Show me."

After a night's hiking, he really had no extra strength to argue with her.

At first, he thought the woman would come back to pick him up.

Sure enough, he overestimated her.

Qiao Jiang nodded and put his hand gently on his forehead.

Her palm is particularly cold, as if there is no temperature.

Gu Liancheng's eyes flickered slightly.