Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

【358Don’t hug me】

That person was a man with a low-pitched voice. He carefully considered every word when he spoke and asked in a calm tone, "Is there any news?"

"I hope you can provide more information," Cheetah muttered. "I only know the surname, no name, no characteristics. It's too difficult to take a baby photo with no distinguishable features."

"If you can't do it, I will withdraw the commission and find someone else," the man said in a cold tone, "I don't have so much time to waste here."

Cheetah thought about the plump mission fee and laughed, "The biggest advantage of our alliance is its extensive intelligence. You should know this, sir."

"Give me a reply within ten days, as soon as possible."

The other person spoke hurriedly and hung up the phone with a click.

Cheetah looked at the number from Southeast Asia on his phone and whispered secretly, "It seems that this woman is very important."

For the Andre family.

The cool breeze was blowing, and there was still a thick fog in the air. The cheetah looked into the distance, drank the last sip of wine in the glass, stretched and walked towards the house, saying to himself, "For that triple interest, I don't have to start working hard."

It’s really not good at work!”

◆qian◇mo◆mo◆◆◇Original first release◇◆

Due to drug addiction, An Yi slept very deeply that night.

When she woke up again, the night had fallen, and the twinkling stars could be seen in the hazy mist. There was no light in the room, and Ah Fan had already jumped out of her bed.

Maybe it went to find its owner.

She lay on the bed, staring at the moonlight outside the window without moving.

Both hands and feet were heavy because of the heavy chains, and there was even a slight pain in the wrists because of the blood blisters.

I barely ate a few mouthfuls of the porridge Yeran cooked before going to bed. After sleeping for so many hours and lying down for a long time, I felt my stomach began to protest, so I sat up——

She can't give up, she can't be decadent, she has more important things to do.

The floor at Yeran's house was usually spotless and very clean. Because she was chained, wearing shoes would only increase the pain, so she got out of bed barefoot, opened the door and went out to find food.

I walked to the living room and looked out the window. This was a research laboratory converted from two adjacent villas. There was a power grid around it to prevent others from intruding. One was used as the main research room, where researchers and several servants lived.

The building became Yeran’s home.

When the word home came to mind, An Yi smiled to himself.

She seemed to have been diligently searching for house sales brochures in many places in the past, and was seriously considering running away with Ye Ran to open a small clinic and trying to save money to buy a house.

At that time, I was worried that if I didn't work hard enough, Yeran would hate and despise herself.

Now, I have asked myself countless times in my heart: What does he love about me, and what is he obsessed with?

There was a servant cleaning the living room carefully. When he saw An Yi coming over, he lowered his head and said respectfully: "Madam."

lady?

By chance, the monitored electronic door of the living room opened automatically. Ye Ran walked in from the outside and saw An Yi standing in the living room. She smiled before saying anything: "It's time to stop taking the drug. How do you feel now, baby?"

"Ye Ran, I didn't promise you anything," she whispered coldly, "Don't decide what other people call me without authorization."

"Didn't you say you wanted to marry me?" He walked closer to him and grabbed her cold hand, "Why, do you want to regret it?"

An Yi stared at the big palm holding her hand, raised her left hand, and gently covered it, "These hands, plus Sister Keren, killed eight members of my An family. Ye Ran, do you think I should do it?"

Regret?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her head and smiled broadly, "Don't mention the past with me. You don't deserve it, really."

Ye Ran's body trembled violently, and his left hand suddenly tightened, holding An Yi tightly.

After a long time, he regained his composure and said, "Okay, I won't mention it."

He answered briefly, grabbed her hand and led her away, walked to the sofa and sat down, and ordered: "Prepare dinner and make the dishes I ordered."

The servant went down, and Ye Ran took out a silver key to open the shackles on An Yi's hands.

After looking at him, An Yi didn't move or speak.

Maybe Yeran is playing some trick again!

After the shackles were taken off her hands, Yeran casually pulled the medical kit from the table, neatly got cotton swabs and medicine, and started applying medicine and disinfection to the skin where she had rubbed out the blood blisters.

"You always like to do these fake kind-hearted things." She watched him put his wrist in front of his eyes, gently blowing cool air to relieve the pain caused by the medicine, and looked on coldly, "I used to wear it for so long, and after two days

I'll get used to it, and you don't have to waste medicine."

Ye Ran turned a deaf ear to it, and after treating her with both hands, he lifted her feet, took off the shackles, and started treating her in the same way——

Seeing that his hands and feet were suddenly freed, An Yi was stunned for a few seconds before he came back to his senses. Once he came to his senses, he immediately made fists with both hands and swung a fierce fist towards Ye Ran's left face.

A fierce punch was passed by, but Ye Ran's face was expressionless, and he received the punch without blinking. The violent collision sounded clearly in the quiet living room, and the medicine box on the table was also shaken by An Yi's movements.

They all fell down with a crash, and the bottles shattered on the ground.

He didn't hide.

He got punched in the face.

An Yi didn't allow herself to think too much, put her right foot away, jumped off the sofa, picked up the sharp fruit knife on the table, and stabbed Ye Ran.

His eyebrows moved, watching the tip of the knife stabbing him, he grabbed her hand and struck her right shoulder with the knife. An Yi grunted and the dagger landed crisply.

An Yi struggled for a few times, but when she saw that his grip was firm, she stopped moving, raised her head and smiled gently at him, "If you want to pretend to be affectionate, be more thorough. If you dare to receive a fist, don't hide from the knife."

Her cynicism always hits the most painful points.

Yeran let go of her hand, hugged her, and buried his head in her neck, "I'm not ready to leave you yet, so I'm sorry, honey."

An Yi was as stiff as iron and lowered her eyes, "Yeran, don't hug me, you're so cold."

Ye Ran did not let go of her, and pressed his cold lips on her forehead, face, and lips... He stared at her for a long time, then smiled and said: "Eat first, baby, it's time to be hungry."

She noticed that he did not put on the chain he had removed for her, and a layer of unnoticeable doubts accumulated in her eyes.

(Thank you for humming a little love song and giving me silent gold medals and flowers, dear ゞ栤嬿飞橆, bmjy-007, satifuil for giving me silent gold medals, eh ^_^)