Vol 4 Chapter 812:

The study is very quiet, Ye Ningyuan has a lot of work in a day, and there are many documents that need to be reviewed and reviewed. This is the work that Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku and Xuanwu have sorted out, and he has to spend more than ten a day. Hours at work, recently accompanied by An promise, but also backlog a lot of work, only heard rustling page turning in the study.
An Xunuo looked at the fairy tale very quietly. Ye Ningyuan occasionally raised her eyes and asked her what she was looking at. Whether it looked good or not, she responded wisely. If Ye Ningyuan didn't speak, she didn't say it, quietly.
The light in the study room was very bright. He looked away, and An Xunuo turned to his side, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips.
He smiled and continued to work hard.
An promise promised a little yawn. When she looked at the clock on the wall, it was 12 o'clock in the middle of the night. She slowly put down the book. Her eyes were aching, and she thought of Xiao Niao for a while, and waited for a while to continue watching.
When Ye Ningyuan raised her eyes, she was asleep.
He looked at the clock, got up, cautiously hugged her, and returned to her room, An promise promised to sleep soundly, his face drilled into his arms, and continued to sleep.
He covered her with a quilt. Her head was light on her side. Her fair face had a thin red. She was very cute when she fell asleep. Ye Ningyuan's slender fingers slipped across her face, and the skin under her fingers was soft and silky, with a faint fragrance. A look similar to pain appeared in his eyes. Promise, when will you wake up?
Michael’s death hit her too much, and she has not recovered so far, coupled with the torture in the psychiatric hospital, mental misleading, and the effect of psychedelic drugs, destroyed her. Let her shut herself up. When she was tortured on the surveillance video that day, that kind of anger was far beyond his expectations. He remembered that when she fell, he could hold her easily.
He is still thinking, why is he going to save her?
Michael was killed, she was arrested and tortured, and it had nothing to do with him. Why did he risk his life to save her?
Was it her tragic cry, or her lonely and desperate look, or maybe it was in city a, how many days did he get along as a friend? He laughed at himself. This time, he was indeed more impulsive than rational.
An promise to him is a special existence, whether he admits it or not, it is true.
He hoped that she could recover soon, although she was very well-behaved and cute at this time, but this was the other side of the promise. The strong cold promise was the real him.
The first time she watched her cry, he was in a very complicated mood, and he was very distressed and angry. How could he know how to cry so fragilely, she was the kind of girl who would never fall down and would not change color, so strong and strong, Should not be overwhelmed by pain.
But now she is very happy again, forgetting everything, carefree, calm sleep, if she wakes up, how painful and desperate, lest this is the reason why she closed herself and lost everything.
With a sigh in his heart, he slowly walked out of the room, took the door lightly, and returned to the study.
"Qinglong, what happened to Michael? How did you check it?" He dialed the inside of Qinglong and asked Shen Sheng.
"Boss, this matter is a little mysterious and complicated. You give me a few more days. It seems that several police detectives and lawyers are also investigating Michael's affairs, and one after another. I only have some clues at the moment, so I dare not make a conclusion. , Wait for the confirmation, I will sort it out for you."
"ASAP!"
"Yes!"
At three o'clock in the morning, he went back to his room to rest. Recently, he had rested very late. The company accompanied him for too long. Most of the night work, and he was very tired. Who knew he had slept for an hour and heard footsteps at the door.
He was very sleepy, he could hear the sound with a little wind and grass, and the footsteps were very soft, but he heard clearly, then the door was opened, Ye Ningyuan opened his eyes slightly, only to promise to hold her pillow, bare feet Come in and close the door gently.
Ye Ningyuan's eyebrows twisted, what was she going to do? He pretended to be asleep and didn't make a sound. An promise promised to walk to his bed lightly and put the pillow down. She was also worried that she would wake up Ye Ningyuan. When she saw that his breathing was stable, she felt relieved and smiled cutely. Cautiously climbed onto the bed and lifted a quilt. She slowly slid in and slept beside Ye Ningyuan. For a long time, he felt unsatisfied, hooked Ye Ningyuan's arm, hugged his chest, and whispered, "That's fine."
Her voice was very satisfying.
Ye Ningyuan was embarrassed. Because An promised to hold his arm, his palm was just on her belly, and the arm was also tightly pressed against her soft chest. The tactile feeling was very obvious. , A faint fragrance flies into his nose like a snake, lingering, like layers of silk, trapping his heart.
How can he sleep?
"Promise, how did you come here?" He unscrewed the switch on the bedside, the room lit up, promised crystal clear eyes looked at him, seeming at a loss why he would wake up, and then like a child who did something wrong, hiding his face in Between the pillows, he hugged his arms more tightly, with some pitiful taste, what Ye Ningyuan wanted to say came to his mouth, swallowed back in a circle.
"I'm going to sleep with Daddy." An promise promised a small and soft voice, and a touch of grievance. "I sleep alone in a house as big as this. I'm scared. He kept beating me. I couldn't sleep well."
Ye Ningyuan was shocked and pulled her face, An promise promised to complain, grievance, he was surprised, "Who hit you?"
"Bad guy." An Xunuo said indignantly, "He is very bad, let me run every day, fight with other people, I am tired, secretly rest, he hit me, the whip is very long, very long, hit me very painful, It hurts..."
Ye Ningyuan frowned, what was she talking about? Have you had a nightmare?
"Good boy, just dreaming." Ye Ningyuan touched her face and felt a sweat in surprise. She seemed to have a nightmare.
"It's not a dream!" An Xunuo blinked and pointed at his back. "My back is still hurting."
Ye Ningyuan chuckled, "Good boy, it's just a dream. Daddy occasionally has nightmares."
"really?"
Ye Ningyuan nodded and promised, "Bad guys are bad, bad, hate bad guys, they always bully me, are they really having nightmares? I was just beaten by him, and I thought, when I grow up, I will kill him , And then pulled out his hair and beard."
"Okay, Dad will help you to pull out his beard and hair in the future. Now you are good and go back to bed."