Distance Between No Love And Deep Love

In the silent night, there were several roars of vehicles. Lou Xiao sat on the sofa and looked coldly at the captain in front of him to clean up the mess.

"Did you find out?" Lou Xiao asked coldly.

The captain, who came to the door, turned back and said, "not yet." The next moment, the temperature dropped suddenly, just listen to the man added hastily: "major, you can rest assured that we have stepped up our guard, this time no one will break in!"

Lou Xiao did not hesitate to demolish the platform, "you said that last time."

The captain closed his mouth and eyes as if he were going to be shot the next moment.

However, Lou Xiao said: "you go."

The captain suddenly opened his eyes and blinked twice in disbelief. After confirming that Lou Xiao was not joking, he ran out quickly.

However, at the moment when he touched the door handle, Lou Xiao's cold voice sounded again, "tell the intelligence group that the man just now is the same as the woman last time."

"Yes Sonorous and forceful should be a, quickly ran out, that speed, like a tiger chasing him behind, suddenly disappeared.

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Qing Yao'er yawns for the fifth time this morning and finally closes her eyes.

It was clearly agreed that she would fly at 9:00, but she was dug out of bed at 5:00, and then she was packed by the tree and sent to Wan Yishao.

When the plane took off, Qing Yaoer leaned on Wan Yi Shao's shoulder. Wan Yi Shao read the newspaper and then pressed the button on his head.

"Hello, sir. What can I do for you?" The beautiful stewardess appeared quickly and asked with an elegant and dignified smile.

Wan Yi Shao Lin took a look at Qing Yao'er, "blanket."

The stewardess also followed Wan Yi Shao's eyes, nodded suddenly, and then said softly, "yes, sir."

The blanket is very big. It's more than enough to cover a Qing Yao'er. To avoid the blanket mopping the floor, Wan Yi Shao folded the blanket into two layers and carefully covered it.

It took more than five hours for the plane to arrive in the United States. Wan Yi Shao was used to the time on the plane. He didn't have the slightest impatience and looked at the newspaper in his hand slowly.

"Gulu..." With a tummy tumbling sound, Wan Yi Shao looked away from the newspaper and looked down.

I saw Qing Yao'er frowning, pressing her hands on her abdomen, sweating and looking extremely uncomfortable.

"What's the matter with you?" Wan Yi Shao covered her forehead with her hand.

Qing Yao'er opens his eyes, knocks off his hand, bypasses him and rushes to the bathroom.

Wan Yi Shao Lin looks at the hand that he is knocked off and is stunned. Then he starts to smile.

Let you eat hot pot.

Here comes the retribution.

When Qing Yao'er came back, she was also wilting and couldn't lift her spirits. She still covered her stomach in her seat.

I had enough of laughing in secret. When I saw that people were so miserable, I couldn't help but continue to make fun of her, so I secretly rang the service bell again.

It's still the stewardess. I asked the same question again.

"Do you have any laxatives?" Wan Yi Shao asked.

The stewardess shook her head: "sorry, sir, we only have emergency medicine and airsickness medicine."

Wan Yi Shao took a look at the pale Qing Yao'er and sighed, "give me a cup of hot water."

"Yes, sir. Just a moment, please."