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Chapter 11

In the middle of the night, Yan Shuangfei was awakened by the sudden cold. Even though the heating was turned on in the room, considering the air circulation, the windows were not fully closed, so it was not very warm.

Taking a look with dim eyes, it was Luo Qinghan who turned sideways and took away most of the quilt.

With a helpless smile, he looked at the infusion bottle emitting cold white light. Since the curtains were drawn and there was no moonlight, he could not see clearly, but Yan Shuangfei has night vision, so he is not a problem.

The liquid in the infusion bottle was about to bottom out, but Yan Shuangfei was really too lazy to wait for the night watch nurse to pull it out. Regardless of the injury involved, he fumbled with his left hand to the back of his right hand and roughly pulled it off.

He took a deep breath, and the stinging pain passed by.

Luo Qinghan seemed to have noticed something, turned around in dissatisfaction, curled up, put one hand on Yan Shuangfei's abdomen, hugged her tightly, and still hummed softly.

Yan Shuangfei was amused by Luo Qinghan's childish appearance, who knew that this serious, cold-blooded, iron-fisted woman had such a cute side?

Yan Shuangfei has rarely seen even such a cute side, but only she has seen it, and this form of unconscious relaxation and attachment belongs to her alone.

That's all, it's enough.

The effect of the biological clock made Luo Qinghan wake up very early and on time.

She couldn't deny that sleeping beside Yan Shuangfei was extra solid and comfortable.Even sometimes, she, who has always been punctual and capable, was a little lazy and didn't want to get up.

"Are you awake?" Yan Shuangfei smiled at Luo Qinghan calmly, leaning back with a short part of her upper body, her fingers wrapped around Luo Qinghan's long, slender, black hair and kept whirling and whirling.

Can't put it down.

"En." Luo Qinghan snorted softly to indicate that she had woken up, and reluctantly put her head on Yan Shuangfei's side, remaining motionless.

Yan Shuangfei saw that she couldn't help feeling sorry for her at this time, so he said softly: "If you are sleepy, go to sleep for a while."

Soft voice, really gentle to the bone.Yan Shuangfei who spoke bluntly and directly, in front of Luo Qinghan, did not have any edges and corners, what was left was only the genuine tenderness like water.

"No." Luo Qinghan lowered her head and said in a low voice, her warm breath passed through the thin clothes, passing the most real temperature to Yan Shuangfei in time.

"I think I'll just lie there for a while."

"it is good."

Yan Shuangfei stretched out his hand to pull the quilt, and covered the two of them, Luo Qinghan's eyes were sharp, and he saw that the purple needle hole on Yan Shuangfei's right hand had congealed dim blood.

He grabbed it and hit his wrist.

Yan Shuangfei also found out, but it's a pity that her brain circuit has always been more circuitous than Luo Qinghan's, and by the time the conditioned reflex retracts her hand, she has already been controlled by others.

Faced with Shang Luo Qinghan's questioning gaze, Yan Shuangfei was a little apprehensive, dodging to look up at the snow-white ceiling.

Luo Qinghan didn't need to guess to know that this reckless brat pulled out the needle by hand in a simple and rough manner.

Blowing gently, put down Yan Shuangfei's hand without saying any more pity, straightened his hair, and carefully rested his pillow on Yan Shuangfei's right arm.Gently resting her hand on Yan Shuangfei's chest, she seemed to murmur: "Christmas is coming soon."

"I've been with you."

As a kid, Christmas Eve, Christmas.Yan Shuangfei spent time at Luo's house.The Yan family is a traditional family, but it is not a holiday for foreigners, and the celebration is only the Spring Festival.But Luo's family is different, Luo Qinghan's parents have been immersed in Western culture for many years, this Christmas is equivalent to New Year.

At that time, the Yanluo family had a good relationship, and Yan Huaiyuan saw that the two children were getting along happily. Yan Shuangfei was lonely since she was a child, except for Luo Qinghan who often took care of her, other than that, there were very few people who could talk about being close.

"I want to go to grandma's house." Luo Qinghan's tone was clearly seeking advice, "I haven't seen her for a long time, grandpa died early, she has been living alone, I want to be with her, she used to love me very much .”

Yan Shuangfei was a little hesitant, and kept silent for a while.

"It's okay, she doesn't know. She used to tell me why Shuang'er doesn't come to see her anymore, I promise her to let you go back with me." Luo Qinghan repeated the painting on the right side of Yan Shuangfei's chest circle, slightly exerting force with the fingertips, and said in a low voice.

"Well, I'll accompany you to see her." Yan Shuangfei relaxed, and hugged Luo Qinghan into his arms, regardless of the injuries on his body, "But let me go back to Yan's house first, and then come over I'm looking for you, okay?" The coaxing tone was weird no matter how you heard it.In terms of age, Yan Shuangfei must be several years younger than Luo Qinghan.

"That..." He hesitated to speak.

"Ok?"

"Your grandfather didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

"No, there are successors in the Yan family. When Luo Xiao can be alone, I can let go, and then I will devote myself to staying at home and waiting for you to raise me, a poor ghost." Yan Shuangfei took the opportunity to pinch Luo Qinghan's face, and found that the feeling was still there. very nice.It is slippery and can fly, like summer silk.

"Don't make trouble." Luo Qinghan stood up, "I'll call the doctor to help you see how your injury is recovering."

"day off?"

"I took a day off."

Yan Shuangfei was taken aback for a moment, this career-minded woman would actually ask for leave because of her minor injury.

This is naturally a minor injury, since the Yanluo family cut off contact, Yan Shuangfei has almost lived a life of house arrest, until the trial passed, the grandfather recognized it, and became the head of the family, the two were able to meet each other.In the past 11 years, Yan Shuangfei had suffered so many injuries that she didn't even bother to recall them.

Qinghan is really becoming more and more gentle and considerate.

Yan Shuangfei sketched an arc with a smirk like satisfaction.

Even though she understood that when she heard Luo Qinghan's low and inaudible conditioned reflex to report the data, she already knew a woman who could identify the caliber of the bullet at a glance, calculate the gun used, and even quickly judge the range of the shot. Unusual.

Even if she behaved like a normal woman in front of her.

Yan Shuangfei was grateful for the conversation just now.

Fortunately, thanks, fortunately.

She didn't mention that her grandma also lost her son because of the Yan family.

Yan Shuangfei didn't point it out foolishly, it was just because the two of them were trying to forget their hatred at the moment, and enjoy the rare tranquility when the storm breaks.

Unspoken.

"Did the interrogation come to a conclusion?" Yan Shuangfei's left hand was still bandaged, and it fell there, shaking.

"It's done." Yan Shaoqiu approached with a smile, "It wasn't Yan Qi's hand."

Yan Qi?What's his purpose in doing this, is killing Luo Qinghan good for him?

"How to deal with it?"

"Assassinate me, you can deal with it as you think." Yan Shuangfei waved his hands away.

One sentence killed a subordinate who couldn't see the situation clearly and didn't even figure out the whole story.

"Yan Shaoqiu, help me contact Yan Qi's daughter."

Yan Shaoqiu feigned surprise and jumped back: "Why do you want me to find this bastard girl!"

"There is business!" Yan Shuangfei's expression suddenly became strange, "She and Yan Qi don't have a good relationship. An enemy's enemy is a friend. If she is not the enemy's enemy, I will make her the enemy's enemy, and then she will become my enemy." friend."

Yan Shuangfei spoke righteously and with deep affection.

Please, Miss Yan, handsome man Yan, what tongue twisters are you playing, Student Yan!Yan Shaoqiu expressed that he wanted to cry, but still silently dialed the phone.

She prayed secretly in her heart, it was already at this point, she must have run out of strength.