MTL - Starlight Has No Past-Chapter 16 Cocaine Cause 06

The wings are worn through the clouds.

Ye Qiao returned to the city from Yangcheng, and when he got off the plane, he met the fans.

This situation gradually occurred after her recent work received attention, and Shen Ting arranged her to take the vip channel according to the company's instructions. She held a bunch of documents in her hand and put the phone back from her shoulders and said, "In fact, you can go out and say hello to your fans. Otherwise, you will be black on the Internet for a long time. This year, the idol stars are going. The more people-friendly route, the more the fans will have a good reputation. Even the fans like Yin Fan, she is a gentle beauty." Xu Yinyi, the tone is inevitable.

Of course, she understands this simple truth. Ye Qiao casually excused: "My heart is not good, the doctor forbids me to go to crowded places."

Shen Ting shut up. Anyone with a clear eye can see that Ye Qiao's eyelids are swollen, not tired or in a bad mood.

Qianxi did not know if he had received instructions from Cheng Su and volunteered to come to the airport to pick her up. Who knows that Ye Qiao put on a black eye mask when he got on the bus and leaned back in the back seat to sleep. Qianxi and Shen Ting are playing a dumb mystery. Shen Ting pointed out that Ye Qiao shook his head again and said with a mouth shape: "Good - like - heart - love - no - good."

Ye Qiao was unable to sleep because they thought they were very quiet and light, and took off their blindfolds and looked at Qianxi: "Do you have something today?"

Qianxi was shocked and said, "Oh, I am resting during the day, going to work at night..."

She took a moment in Ye Qiao's cold eyes and only reacted. She asked if she had anything to do with her. She quickly changed her mouth and was even more swallowed: "Oh, it was actually not seen for several days, I miss you."

Ye Qiao said: "Don't tell the truth to drive you down."

"Don't be a cousin!" Qianxi smacked his fingers, and his fingers made two false tear marks on his cheek. He said pitifully, "It’s Zheng Da Shao, he is a god, ask me if you have a new love recently. Ha. Of course I said no... I ended up sending a photo to me, scaring the baby! It’s your neighbor!”

Ye Qiao: "And then?"

Qianxi avoided Shen Ting and the driver and whispered: "Then I took him a pass! Zheng Shao did nothing to investigate the person, saying that your neighbor is the second ancestor, the background does not know how hard it is. His father is in politics. Previously, the commander smashed many drug gangs. It was a vicious hero and was especially famous! But it seems that because of this, there are many hatreds..."

She took a breath: "His family and daughter are all business, very low-key, on the surface is still no different from starting from scratch. Zheng Shao that guy is full of stockings are stockings, I feel that you do not understand the background of the people, there is something in the words I thought you were... that..."

Ye Qiao put his eye mask on hand and thought about the motivation of Zheng Xijun to do these things.

Zheng Xiyu must have seen her at the entrance of the cinema with a glass across her shoulder last night. Zheng Da Shao knows that he may be mad. He rarely controlled the temper tantrums, did not poke in public, and hurriedly borrowed the mouth of Qianxi. Who knows that Qianxi’s little girl is still showing her heart to her cousin, telling her the truth.

Ye Qiao smiled and said: "You can listen to it as a joke."

"No!" Qianxi bit his lip and made up his mind to send a photo to her from the mobile phone. "Even if Zheng Da Shao’s slutty is more powerful, I will not run this! I am this time! Come, mainly because I see the photo of your neighbor more familiar, I always feel that something is wrong. The result is that I have pulled this photo out of my mobile phone! You said it is not like?"

Ye Qiao glanced at her eyes, but her eyes could not move.

It was a photo a few years ago, and the angle was a sneak shot. The man in the military uniform stood under the scorching sun and squinted his lips seriously. The handsome and tough side face was more scorching than the sun, and the summer uniform uniform had a good figure.

Ye Qiao carefully looked at the face on the photo, although it was a little younger, but it was obviously Zhou Weishen: "Where did the photo come from?"

"My classmates sent me a message. She found out the photos of Renren.com in the past two days. She said that she was an instructor at the time of the new military training. She was a handsome girl. You know that I have a photo of a handsome guy..."

"What is your classmate c?"

Qianxi eyes wide open: "How do you know?"

Ye Qiao took back his sight and did not speak.

Qianxi returned to the taste, knowing that it was right, said: "It is him!" She forcibly squeezed out a grim expression, "I told you that there is a stormy story behind this photo!"

Qianxi opened WeChat and recorded the chat with classmates to Ye Qiao. Ye Qiao Mo Ming is somewhat contradictory. She sometimes prefers to get along with the appearance of people, not to explore the complex memories and entanglements behind everyone. But the truth was sent to the front, and she looked down at it.

The style of Qianxi’s classmates is as loud as her. When she talks about gossip, she almost dances on the screen. There is a feeling of carrying a lotus flower in the end of the world. It’s hard to make a complete story--"Do you know? We have a sister who can be fascinated by this instructor at the time. With his army number and photos, the human flesh has his name and his mobile phone number. ""

--and then? Have you caught up?

--of course not. People simply ignored her. It is said that the girl skipped classes and sent him gifts. He returned and told her to study hard, super cold.

- So handsome, of course, it's cold. What happened to the girl?

--died.

Ye Qiao saw this sentence, and the pupil suddenly tightened. The slight pain after the chest tattoo is in the heart, like some kind of warning.

Qianxi’s fingers continued to draw down. There was only one rumored version of the matter--it was said that one night the sister went to look for him, and then disappeared. The police found the body after a month. It’s miserable, it is said to be The gang committed the crime, and was still rounded before the death... It’s terrible, pretty little girl. If it weren’t for him, it would definitely not happen.”

The rumors are always strange in the university. But this incident is different from the general case of missing female college students. The police identified the suspect but did not catch it and is still at large. The gangsters were not simply social youth, but the embers of a drug gang a few years ago. They didn't go to her, it was the girl who just hit the gun.

When Qianxi’s classmates told her stories, she used a tone of “the world is complicated, but I still have to study hard and work, I am going to work overtime”. But with Zheng Xi's words on the pair, Qianxi immediately felt that the thoughts were extremely scared.

She said to Ye Qiao in a sneaky tone: "Cousin, don't you think about this... is it awkward?"

At this time, the car also went to the floor of Ye Qiao. Qianxi wants to follow and continue to say that the general idea is that "the inclusion is nothing, don't get rid of the murder of the body", was stopped by Ye Qiao, and the driver sent her back to the residence. Qianxi is not reconciled, Ye Qiao frowns, cool channel: "Do you play costume drama? How can there be so many murders? Go back and have a good night's sleep, don't fall asleep at night."

Due to the delay of the plane, Ye Qiao was already dark when he arrived home. Qianxi was wronged to stand in the light, and finally said: "...we can sleep in night shifts."

Ye Qiaotou did not go back.

The time was so good that the elevator door was just closed, and Ye Qiao opened it.

Two golden sickle-like doors slowly opened, and Zhou Weishen’s familiar face appeared in front of her. The eye circles are as green as her, and the dust is servant. It seems that she has just returned from the airport.

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao will arrive. The person who just lived in the story suddenly appeared in front of him, and Ye Qiao could not be suitable at the moment.

She does not know how to define this person in front of him.

The hero of the college thriller case.

Zheng Xi’s mouth is suspected of supporting her gold master.

... rejected her man last night.

Thinking of the last one, Ye Qiao has a kind of * that cuts the memory tape and re-records it.

Compared with those rumors of horror or curiosity or nothing, it is undeniable that she cares more about the last one.

Once the men and women smashed the window paper, the raw rice and water were stewed in the pot, either cooked or cooked, or they could only be dumped together.

This person's complexity is beyond her imagination. But what about that? What she cares about is that he is not interested in her.

Women's thinking is sometimes so simple and rude.

Zhou Weishen helped her to keep pressing the door button, and finally couldn't stand the woman standing in front of him, and looked at him from the head with his eyes into the bone marrow. He leaned over and buckled her arm and pulled the man into the elevator. The elevator door quickly closes and slowly rises after a slight weight loss.

Ye Qiao didn't have time to open his mouth and his lips were sealed by him. His kiss is like him, with a bloodthirsty fanaticism.

The voice was very gentle: "I changed my ticket and took a flight back in front of you."

Ye Qiao’s voice is still broken: “Well?”

"did you miss me?"

Just did not see one day. Ye Qiao thought in his heart, but his lips were not free, and he could only consider his increasingly explicit and vocal tone in his heart.

Zhou Yanshen's hand was more relaxed, touched from her cuffs, and her fingers touched the wounds on her chest. Ye Qiao is itchy and painful, barely staying awake: "Monitoring..." She pushed him away and licked her face to maintain a basic decent.

Zhou Wei deepened back a small half step, deliberately stepped back and stepped slowly, and leaned closer to the other. The surveillance camera she cares about is on top of their heads and falls on the screen like a pair of men and women.

Ye Qiao did not show his weakness to his nephew.

Suspension of the elevator, Zhou Weishen single finger long press the door open button, the doors on both sides open together, like a non-left or right choice question.

His voice was low and dumb, and she said quietly in her hair: "Is the rest enough last night?"