Yun Anan's lips trembled, and she lowered her head and saw the man sitting in the car, and her fingers curled up awkwardly.

Why do I always meet this man at such a delicate opportunity? "...There was something wrong with the house, so that's it."

It’s a shame to say something like this by an unscrupulous landlord in the middle of the night.

... Despite this current situation, anyone can tell what is going on.

Then Huo Siqing got out of the car and walked to her, looking at her snow-white face, obviously discomfort, and her eyebrows slightly closed.

"You're going to sit here all the time?"

"ah?

Not..." Yun Anan stood up from the suitcase, held his little hand on the lever, pretending to be nothing, "Isn't this a car yet? I want to stay in the hotel for one night first and make other plans tomorrow."

After saying that, Yun Anan seemed to hear Huo Siqing sighing.

But when she looked at him, his expression was as usual, without any strangeness.

"Follow me."

Huo Siqing finished speaking in a deep voice, pulled her suitcase and walked towards the trunk of the car.

Yun Anan was stunned immediately, "No need, I..." Before he finished speaking, Huo Siqing turned his head slightly to look at her. His dark narrow eyes were as deep as a pool, and he could not see the bottom at first glance.

"If you can't get a taxi, do you have to sleep on the side of the road all night?"

Yun Anan: "..." This is embarrassing, right?

Villa No. 8.

Black Maybach parked steadily into the garage.

Huo Siqing got off the car first, then walked to the other side and opened the door for Yun Anan, "Here, get off."

“Ohh.”

Hearing the sound, Yun Anan woke up immediately, got out of the car quickly, and then rubbed his forehead hard.

Weirdly, why did you feel the illusion that someone was bounced off your forehead... Seeing Huo Siqing took off his suitcase, carrying it in one hand and walking towards the villa, Yun Anan didn't have time to think too much, so he hurriedly followed.

Before the servant in the villa had yet to rest, he received the order from Huo Siqing and immediately moved Yun An'an's remaining luggage into the villa.

When he returned to the room he had lived in a few days ago, Yun Anan was still a little dazed.

I thought I was going to sleep on the roadside tonight, but I didn't expect that Yun Jing was picked up in the end... She confessed that she shouldn't have muttered that Yun Jing was capitalist.

He is obviously a peerless person! "The bed sheets and quilt covers are new, and there are also a full set of toiletries in the bathroom. If you still lack anything, just tell me."

Huo Siqing walked out of the cloakroom, his cuffs rolled up at some point, revealing a piece of forearm with strong muscles and smooth lines.

"Okay, thank you."

Yun Anan nodded in a little restrained manner, "Thank you Mr. Yun for taking me in for one night. When I find my residence tomorrow, I will move out."

Move out?

Huo Siqing's deep ink eyes seemed to be a smile.

The little thing is pretty.

"You have a good rest, good night."

In just a moment, Huo Siqing returned to his gentlemanly appearance and said with a faint smile.

"Good night, Mr. Yun."

After Huo Siqing went out, Yun Anan's strong spirit was relaxed, and his white little face showed fatigue.

"Mommy!"

At this time, the door of the guest bedroom was suddenly opened, and a small round ball ran in.

"Mommy, Jing Bao misses you so much!"

Xiao Tuanzi hugged Yun Anan's thighs and gently rubbed her hand on her cheek.

It's like a little cat acting cute under the palm of his hand, showing his cuteness.

"Jingbao."

Yun Anan was so cute that he was about to melt away, and his sleepiness was dispelled a lot.

She reached out and picked up his soft little body, and layers of smiles appeared in her bright eyes, "Mommy misses Jing Bao very much."

Strangely, she had nothing to do with this child, but she missed him so much that she hadn't seen him for a few days.

And every time I see him, I feel a sense of love that even she herself cannot describe.

It was probably because of the empathy that Clay Hill had heard before that she had a son.

Xiaotuanzi was so beautiful that she hugged Yun Anan's neck and said in a slight voice, "Jing Bao hasn't listened to his mother's bedtime story for three days."

"Mommy has saved it for you, it won't be a lot less."

Yun Anan resisted kissing his little face, "Why are you so late and haven't gone to bed yet?

Children cannot stay up late.”

It's almost one o'clock in the morning now.

……etc.

One o'clock in the morning?

!Yun Anan raised his eyes and looked at the quartz clock on the wall, and a hint of surprise flashed through his eyes, "Jing Bao, isn't your house prohibited from passing through eight o'clock in the evening?"

Then how did Yun Jing bring her in just now?

?

"Yes, but it will be open all day every Sunday, and there is no limit."

Xiaotuanzi's eyes were rumbling, and he made up his lies for his father without any sign of guilt.

Yun Anan nodded thoughtfully, "So that's it."

She almost thought Yun Jing had lied to her before.

But then I thought about it, she had no value worthy of his deception, so what should I do for narcissism?

...The incense of the Anshen spread out in the guest bedroom, and Yun Anan soon fell into a deep sleep and was conscious of anything outside.

The herbs with tiny white smoke emitting a tiny white smoke were on her temples. The temperature was not high and it would not burn her skin. Instead, it would evaporate with the effect of the medicine, and her headache would be relieved again and again.

But strangely, Liu Xi did not succeed in hypnosis and guidance on Yun An'an this time.

I tried the Breath twice before I could barely achieve the average effect.

"Mr. Huo, Miss Yun probably hasn't contacted Gottasen's people recently, right?

For example, Wu Ran," Liu Xi put away the tools in surprise, turned around and asked Huo Siqing.

Huo Siqing nodded slightly, "No."

Even if they want to come, it is not that easy.

Liuji turned around and looked at Yun Anan who was sleeping, and was puzzled.

Since he had never had contact with Wu Ran in person, how could Yun Anan be mentally hinted by others... or did he use his method wrong?

…The next day.

Yun Anan rubbed her sore shoulders and neck and came to the restaurant. He saw Huo Siqing and Jing Bao were already sitting inside, as if waiting for her to come downstairs to have breakfast together.

"Mr. Yun is early, Jing Bao is early."

Huo Siqing's eyes moved away from the newspaper and nodded to her faintly, "Good morning."

"Good morning Mommy."

Xiao Tuanzi looked at Yun Anan's hand rubbing her shoulders for a while and asked, "What's wrong with Mommy's shoulders?"

Have you had a stiff pillow?"

Yun Anan also felt strange. The bed in the guest bedroom was so comfortable that it was many times more comfortable than the one in her apartment. But every time I woke up, my shoulders were sore and my neck hurt... "Can't it be that the ghost was pressing on the bed?"

Yun Anan murmured to himself, unable to help but shivered.

Her voice was very low, and Xiao Tuanzi didn't hear what she said clearly, but Huo Siqing coughed lightly.

“Let’s have a meal first.”

"Oh, OK!"
Chapter completed!