In this quiet space, the heartbeat is too obvious.

"Sir, did your trip to Iceland go well?"

"Well."

"The scenery over there is really beautiful."

"Well."

"Do you take so long every time you travel?"

"Well."

There are questions and answers. Shen Qianshu wants to roast. Can you give me one more word? I've tried to pull the topic, why can't you expand and spread it, such a well, how can we chat happily?

Every time I can talk about the sadness of death.

Fortunately, she was used to chatting with him.

Seven years ago, seven years later, it is still.

"Sir, did you hire a stylist?"

"No." He concentrated on giving her medicine.

"Did you match it yourself? It's very insightful. It's very handsome every time you change."

Yeling silently raised his head and looked at her coldly. Shen Qianshu's red face was full of appreciation. His bathed skin could be broken by blowing bullets, which made people want to pinch it. Yeling's amber eyes flashed, simulating a two-way hum.

"Are you unwell, sir? You look terrible." When she saw him in the warehouse that day, her face was cold and white. At that time, she was absorbed in the painting of a critically ill child and didn't care much about him.

Yeling hands a meal, lightly said, "didn't sleep well."

"Why don't you go up and have a look at children's paintings?"

"What can I see?"

What do you think of him lying down? Play soothing agent again, hehe, it's not a little princess!

"Good looking." Shen Qianshu said, "it's a coincidence that he suffered this time. Why does Jonah happen to have a bodyguard with a cough around him? Is he not afraid of getting sick?"

"If Zhong Ran has a cough with pulmonary nodules, I won't dislike him."

"If Zhong ran hears it, he will be very happy."

Ye Ling, "..."

He snorted coldly and didn't answer. At least he had been his dark guard for more than ten years. If he got sick, he would have been abandoned by him. Didn't he feed the dog for more than ten years? Speaking of this matter, Shen Qianshu himself began to expand the topic, "Sir, I'm really wronged to say that I didn't expect to identify jewelry once. With my true ability, I could cause a great disaster without any sign in advance."

"Don't worry, he will pay the price." Ye Ling said that no one can get away with it after hurting his people.

"I heard that he... Will not be punished."

"He will not be punished, but he will still pay the price!" Yeling said that he raised his eyes, still holding her ankle in one hand, and said in a deep voice, "I have my own way to make him pay the price. Don't worry."

"Will it be troublesome?"

"No!" Yeling's voice was cold, and the indifference of dismission almost broke through the barrier.

Shen Qianshu calmed down a little. He said that if he could solve it, he could solve it. Inexplicably, he trusted him very much! She hated Jonah, and the children's painting almost disappeared. When she abandoned the warehouse, she was frightened and had no time to hate who and whom, but only had time to love her dying son.

Now when I mention this again, my heart is filled with hatred.

Why do evil, with their own status, can get away with the law, the prince broke the law and the common people committed the same crime.

The touch of the cotton swab slightly poked her wound, Shen Qianshu slightly showed his teeth, Yeling frowned at her, gave up the cotton swab, dipped some ointment with his fingers, and gently coated her wound.

Shen Qianshu's wound was so electrified that it was crisp and itchy. He hurriedly held his wrist, "Sir, I'll come."