Chapter 815: The plague strikes (1)

Shui Anluo's face changed slightly, but soon calmed down.
"Finded it, but said something strange, I didn't understand." Shui Anluo said innocently.
Chu Cuiyi's eyes grew deeper and deeper, she knew she was lying, but he didn't know how to ask further.
Shui Anluo's eyes began to blink, his eyes scared her.
Chu Cuiyi does not like others to lie to him. Shui Anluo has always been an exception, but Shui Anluo knows that this exception also has a bottom line.
"Sleep." Chu Muyi said lightly, reaching out and turning off the light.
The room was dark, and Shui Anluo was lying quietly.
There is chaos in the brain, I dare not say, can not say, but the results are the same, maybe it is just a matter of time.
Shui Anluo was asleep in the midst of stumbling, and Chu Jiyi could still see her frown in the dark.
Early in the morning, when Shui Anluo got up, the little baby was crawling on the bed. When she saw that Mummy woke up, she immediately climbed into Mummy's arms. Shui Anluo got up and hugged him. Chu Chuyi was still absent.
He always gets up before himself.
When Shui Anluo was going to wash, the mobile phone suddenly rang. Shui Anluo looked back. The ringing phone was Chu Cuiyi, but it was an unfamiliar number. Shui Anluo slightly swiped his lips. He ignored and turned. Up the bathroom.
Chu Cuiyi heard the ringtone of the mobile phone, came in from the outside, reached out and picked up the phone, but frowned after seeing the phone number, reached out to pick it up, but he did not speak before, and the person over there took the lead.
"Shui Anluo, do you have time? Let's meet."
Yuan Jiayi's voice.
Chu Cuiyi's hand that arranged the sleeves is still elegantly arranged. This phone call should be transferred to his mobile phone from a strange number.
"Shui Anluo, speak." Yuan Jiayi seemed to be impatient.
"She doesn't have time." Chu Cuiyi said quietly.
Yuan Jiayi, who was holding her mobile phone in her bedroom, shook her body slightly, her heartbeat speeded up a few beats, and then she eased off a moment later, she whispered: "Slim wings."
"Jiayi, what the are you doing?" Chu Cuiyi's voice was cold, "Do you have to go further and further on the road of death?"
"Slimy wings, Shui Anluo's father may be a murderer, how can you indulge her like this?" Yuan Jiayi said sharply out of control, "I am hello, you know you can't have negative news now, you—"
murderer?
The three words were clearly passed into the ears of Chu Rongyi. He didn't care about the words behind Yuan Jiayi, but the words, "What did you say to her?" Chu Rongyi said coldly.
Yuan Jiayi paused again, and a heart almost fell to the bottom of the lake. What he cared about was what he said to Shui Anluo, not what Shui Anluo's identity might bring to him?
"It's just the fact that you know Bai Yehan will investigate this matter. If it is not Bai Yehan, he will not check it." Yuan Jiayi gritted her teeth and opened her mouth.
"Then, is this why you are making waves?"
Chu Cuiyi spoke, still with thorns, no matter who, he could be stabbed by him.
Making waves, this is his evaluation of Yuan Jiayi.
What else is even more hurting by someone you like.
Yuan Jiayi's legs just recovered could barely support her body, holding the window tightly with one hand, "Mudy wings, I'm doing it for you." She trembled, with endless distress.