Chapter 599
It's good to give Sheng Yeling a chance to sneak in.
Familiar with the way to find the woman's room, Sheng Nightingale went, and yesterday, as usual, take off clothes and lie in bed, gently cuddling the sleeping woman.
She slept really hard, so she didn't find any abnormality at all. Except for the occasional turning in her sleep, she slept very hard.
Tonight, Sheng Yeling is also a little sleepy.
Last night, I kept this woman by my bed. I was afraid that she would wake up and find herself. I was afraid that all these things in front of me were just my illusion, so I never had a rest.
During the day, a lot of things had to be dealt with, so at this time, he was lying in a soft bed, and he could not help feeling sleepy.
In a daze, he went to sleep like that.
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5 a.m.
Sheng Yeling gently opens his eyes, which are clear.
He has always been a man of great self-control. His biological clock is controlled by his subconscious mind.
Looking at the woman who still sleeps and sinks, Sheng Yeling has a helpless feeling for the first time.
Because he found that he should have a reaction!
He is famous all the time. All kinds of women want to have it, but they just fall into the hands of this woman.
But this woman is still a very strong temperament, let him really eat too much pain.
Helpless to get up, Sheng Yeling forced himself to calm down and left in a hurry.
Otherwise, he could not guarantee that if he stayed a little longer, he would not be able to control and wipe the woman clean.
When going out, Jiang Quan is still waiting for Sheng Yeling in the car in the dark.
Seeing the figure of Sheng Yeling's great bank from afar, Jiang Quan hurried up.
Different from the past, the look of his eldest brother today It's obviously depressing.
Jiang Quan is a person who has come here. At this time, we have already understood why.
On the way of driving, Jiang Quan thought deeply, and finally asked Sheng Yeling, "Mr. Sheng, there is something I have never understood."
Sheng Yeling is reclining on the sofa at this time, his eyes are not open when he hears the words, and a light hum is regarded as a response.
Jiang Quan said tentatively: "Mr. Sheng, now that you have found the owner's mother, why don't you take the owner's mother back directly, so..."
Is this too troublesome? Now it's obvious that Sheng is already in a state of desire and dissatisfaction.
Sheng Yeling hears the words and gently opens his eyes. The light in his eyes flashes by. He opens his mouth in a deep voice and explains, "I'm fishing."
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This
Jiang Quan felt surprised and confused at first, but then he had a feeling of sudden realization.
Sheng always wanted to fish. He thought he knew who it was.
Liang family, Liang Fengyue.
Thinking of this aspect, Jiang Quan didn't say anything until now, so they drove away directly.
The next morning, Xia Xingcheng woke up.
Open your eyes, it's a dazzling white.
She could not help sighing again. It seems that she got up late again today.
I don't know why. These days, she always feels that she's sleeping well and doesn't want to get up.
It's a strange feeling. It's like sleeping. Someone around her gives her a sense of security.
But she can be sure that she is really sleeping alone.
The door is well locked. There is no one there.
Xia Xingcheng sighs that he should think too much, so he will have this illusion.
In this way, Xia Xingcheng can't help getting up slowly.
When she got up, the strange and familiar smell from the quilt made her slightly shocked.
She was too familiar with the smell of grass.
Sheng Yeling's unique taste is this
Why is it so? Is it because I miss Sheng Yeling too much that I have such an illusion.
Xiaxing orange lies on the quilt and decides to have a good smell.
Although this kind of behavior is abnormal, it makes her feel uncontrollable.
Sure enough, on the quilt, his smell is still there.
Although there seems to be no mistake, Xia Xingcheng thinks there is no mistake.
Pregnant, she has a very sensitive sense of smell.
In this way, because of surprise, Xia Xingcheng could not help sitting up from the bed.
Why is it like this? Is Sheng Yeling here!But it's too far fetched. First of all, Sheng nighting doesn't know where she is now. She won't be unaware that this is the site of cloud palace.
How do you think about Xia Xing orange.
There's no way. She can't help but clean up and go downstairs for dinner.
When passing the downstairs lobby, Xia Xingcheng suddenly thought of something. He asked the beautiful girl at the front desk, "beauty, did you have the monitoring last night? I've lost one thing. I want to see if I've landed on the ground. Can you show it to me? "
The reason why she said this was that she was afraid that these people would not give them and suspected that she was ill.
After all, the possibility of this happening is very small.
She doesn't believe her own words, let alone others.
The front desk knows Xia Xingcheng, who is a friend of Yunchen, and is highly respected.
After thinking for a while, she couldn't help but say, "Miss Xia, don't worry. We have this surveillance, but there is a special security department in charge. Wait for me, I'll call him here."
"Thank you."
Xia Xing orange nodded and thanked the man. He could not help waiting for him in the lobby.
There is always a feeling in my heart that I can't say, like tension or excitement.
If Sheng Yeling's figure in the monitoring confirms her guess, what should she do.
After a while, the security guard rushed to see it was Xia Xingcheng and looked respectfully: "Miss Xia, if you have any orders, just say that as long as we can do it, we will do our best."
Xia Xingcheng knew that it was because of Yunchen's relationship that he was so respectful and grateful to her. At the same time, he repeated what he had said to the beauty at the front desk. Then he said again: "don't you know? That thing I lost is really important to me. Can you help me? "
The security guard listened, hesitated for a moment, and saw that Xia Xingcheng was really in a hurry, so he nodded.
"Don't worry, Miss Xia. I'll take you to the monitoring room and have a look. There must be a whereabouts."