Priceless little cute wife

Children's painting vaguely opened his eyes, and then his dizziness seemed to be much better.

She got up slowly, then looked left and right, but the room was very dark. There was only a small weak light at the corner of the wall. She couldn't see clearly when she was almost two meters away.

Children's painting eyes adapted to the light, and then looked slowly, but found a dark figure on the sofa not far away, motionless.

The child painting slowly got up from the bed, and then walked slowly to the place where the figure was.

It was Donggong Yao. He closed his eyes, his head hung to one side, and he was already asleep.

It's rare that he doesn't have such a long heart. He doesn't even realize that you are by his side?

Thinking, her eyes slowly looked down, but she saw that Donggong Yao's left arm was wrapped in white gauze, circle by circle

He was injured? It should be the injury on the car

Maybe it's because of his injury that he looks so tired!

This fool, since he was hurt, I don't know why he stayed here after lying down and resting?

Thinking of this, she went to the door and turned on the light beside the door.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from his side, turned off the light at the fastest speed, and then immediately took the children's painting directly to the bed and closely adhered to her.

It was very quiet around, only two people's heartbeat.

The children's painting was confused. I didn't understand why Donggong Yao rushed over so suddenly. Even if he wanted to have something with himself, there was no need to be so anxious, right?

"East Palace..."

"Shh..." Donggong Yao covered her mouth and did not take the next step. He just stayed on her quietly.

After waiting for a long time, Donggong Yao slowly let go of his hand: "we are in the safe house. We can't have a light!"

"Safe house? Light? What do you mean? "

"Silly woman! We were shot and good called the police, so we were protected. "

"Oh!" The children's painting nodded vaguely.

"Well... Can you leave now?"

Looking up at Donggong Yao, the children's painting whispered.

Donggong Yao directly turned around and left her, and then smiled: "are you so defensive against me?"

"I... don't mean that!" Tong Hua glanced at Dong Gong Yao and then coughed twice.

There were only two people in the room, the lights were very dim, and there were only two people's breathing and heartbeat.

The child's painting turned red.

I'm crazy. I'm still doing this to Donggong Yao

I must have broken my head!

"Are you nervous?" Donggong Yao seemed to feel her rapid breathing and higher and higher temperature.

"I didn't!" Tong Hua immediately denied it, and then wanted to leave Donggong Yao.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you... This is a safe house. There are about four cameras in the whole room, so I can show people my bed play, but I don't want people to see your body!"

Donggong Yao's words were very naked, which made children's paintings feel a little embarrassed.

It is more disgusted with their own, which is naturally reflected.

"How long will we stay here?"

"Two days." Donggong Yao said.

"Two days?" The children's painting immediately spoke too loudly, "the company will open in two days! What the hell is going on? Donggong Yao, who did you provoke? Why don't you have anything good around me? "

"It seems that on the contrary, it's OK to say so." Donggong Yao looked at the children's painting and said dejected.

The children's painting gave him a white look. Didn't he know how big the title of the fourth Shao of the East Palace was? Can you shake him? What a joke.

Retracted back to the bed, the children's painting instantly realized that his clothes had changed, and the original shirt had obviously become pajamas... It was still a set!

Immediately she hugged the quilt tightly and looked at Donggong Yao.

Donggong Yao noticed her mood and shrugged his shoulders: "do you want these surveillance heads to look at what you're wearing? Obviously, you're wearing a light blue underwear. Only I know... "

"Donggong Yao! Enough! " Children's painting interrupted Donggong Yao's words. Didn't this guy say this is a safe house? Is there no eavesdropping here?

"Don't worry... There's no eavesdropping here." It seems as if there is a receiver in the heart of children's painting. You know everything.

"Sleep well! I'm here! " Looking at the expression of children's painting, Donggong Yao said faintly. Then he didn't sit beside him as before, but moved to his original position.

Then he crossed his hands, sat aside and closed his eyes.

Children's painting looked at him, but it was an unspeakable feeling in his heart.

With him, it's just that sentence. It's like you can put all your worries down in an instant.

The factory... The previous shooting... Everything, as if he were the guardian standing beside him

"Ah! no way! I have to call my aunt! " Tong Hua immediately got up and looked at Dong Gong Yao.

"She'll be worried! During this time, she was always afraid that something would happen to me... "

"I've asked Goodall to call!" Donggong Yao didn't seem surprised at all. Then he looked at the children's painting and said faintly.

"Oh..." the child painting immediately put down his heart.

Then he went back to bed and covered himself with a quilt.

Close your eyes, but children's paintings can't sleep.

Thinking about what happened recently, he and Donggong Yao will change in the future... Just thinking about it, he suddenly felt a hand gently on his shoulder.

Suddenly, it was as if all the miscellaneous emotions had been put down. The feeling of instant sleepiness swept the whole emotion, and then the children's painting instantly went to sleep.

Donggong Yao looked at the sleeping face of children's painting and sighed gently

Maybe what she said was right. Maybe her enemy was only the group of children's family, but with herself, there was more danger.

Just like the shooting, Goode said that there was no connection between Donggong Yingxin and Yilin, and even there was no movement in Yilin's private account.

If it's cash, it must be traded face to face, but Irene is always at night these days. She hasn't been out. The only phone call is to call benacer

If Irene Nasser didn't intervene, Donggong Yingxin would become the biggest suspect, but how did she contact Irene Nasser? Or does it have nothing to do with Irene at all, but it's really her own plot with he Meiyi?

Children's paintings are completely unaware. He doesn't want her to know all this. He doesn't want her to know that there are a group of people eyeing outside.

She just does her own thing well. He doesn't want her to worry too much about anything else.

the second day.

When Tong Hua woke up, he immediately felt his spirit coming.

Although she doesn't want to admit it, she does let Donggong Yao sleep very steadfastly at night, but she won't be foolish enough to let Donggong Yao know this.

When he got up, he found that there was no one in the room, and Donggong Yao didn't know where he had gone.

Didn't you say the safe house? Didn't you say someone was going to kill him? Why did you run out?

Did you go to see Irene? Yes, I haven't seen each other for a day. How many intimate words should they say?

Thinking of this, children's paintings feel sore in their heart

Just then, someone knocked at the door.

Tong Hua got up and gently opened a seam.

I saw Goodall standing at the door, holding a tray with some food on it.

"Good? Why are you here? " The children's painting opened the door.

"Si Shao has something important to leave, so let me help you get something to eat!" Goodall said faintly.

What he just said caused the boos of the police looking at the safe house behind him.

It doesn't seem to disdain.

When the children's painting looked up, they were eating breakfast, that is, bread and bagged milk. Compared with the exquisite dots in Goodall's hands, it's really not a grade.

Of course, children's paintings understand that Donggong Yao's temperament must be dissatisfied with the breakfast provided here, so he asked Goode to get another one. God knows where these snacks came from.

"Good... The police and gentlemen have worked hard too. Just put them over there and let them eat!"

The child painting pointed to the table and said.

"But my husband... Miss Tong... These are what Sishao asked me to bring to guzhaifang..."

"Money is good! It's so early in the morning that I can ask the boss of dongguzhaifang to make something for you? "

Hearing that Goodall had not finished, a policeman on one side sneered and said, but his tone seemed to be a little jealous.

Tong Hua understands that even if the boss of guzhaifang is not happy, it is estimated that Donggong Yao will put a knife and gun directly around his neck and let him obey!

"Mr. policeman, you are also lucky and bitter. The things in guzhaifang are really rare. There is no need to have trouble with food, right?" Tong Hua took the tray in Goodall's hand, put it in front of the police, and then smiled at them.

To be honest, these policemen don't like children's paintings.

Although children's paintings are indeed as beautiful as heaven, since the police do things, they all have to trace the relationship between all the characters. Of course, they also know that children's paintings were the wife of Donggong Sishao for the past two years.

It's a wife. If you don't understand, it's actually the mistress of the fourth young man in the east palace.

Their feeling of children's paintings is just a woman greedy for wealth and power. Therefore, even if they have a beautiful face, they are also defiled.

But they did not expect that children's paintings were generous, and their eyes did not disdain or dodge.

The temperament of children's painting is also very simple, not like those women who pursue money and power, so as soon as this feeling disappears, coupled with the charming eyes and figure of children's painting, as well as the smile... All of a sudden, the male police are a little embarrassed.

Then one of the policemen was also a little relieved of embarrassment. Generally, he took his hand and coughed gently twice, and then looked at several partners around him: "forget it, Miss Tong is right. There's no need to have trouble with her stomach!"

"Yes... Thank you, Miss Tong!"

"Then we're welcome!"

As he spoke, he went to the plate in twos and threes to get food.

These policemen are angry young men, so they don't know how to turn the corner. Just because of this, children's paintings feel that it's not so difficult here gradually.