Black-bellied Bamboo Horse: Xiaoqingmei, I can't eat enough!

Chapter 884 No Correct Answer
Yuan Ming raised his hand slowly, and put it lightly on Chris's waist.

Just when Yuan Ming thought that Chris was really going to kiss her, Chris suddenly took a step back, turned half a circle to leave his embrace, and quickly distanced herself from him.

Yuan Ming was taken aback, and looked at Chris suspiciously.

The breeze blew her hair into a beautiful arc.

But his hand was still frozen in mid-air, but the palm of his hand lost her body temperature.

Chris looked at him with a delicate smile, and said with a sure face, "I knew you liked me."

"..." Goblin!
Who will tell him, when did this girl become so flirtatious?

He admitted that his heart was about to jump out of his chest just now.

Yuan Ming looked at Chris in front of him, feeling helpless and sighing, he put down his hands: "What exactly do you want?"

"Tick you up." Chrissy smiled, turned and walked towards the stairs to get off the ship, and said to him in a loud voice as she walked, "I think... maybe we can take it slowly, what do you think?"

"..." I feel like I want to hang you up and hit you now.

Yuan Ming sighed helplessly, raised his hand and patted his forehead lightly, and got himself together before he got off the boat.

Chris walked in front, her long hair fluttering with a sassy look.

Yuan Ming followed her forward, looking at her back, he unconsciously sighed softly.

Because he remembered what Lorgar had said to him yesterday.

"Gante appears to have some connection to the Hall Group."

Very simple sentence.

But he has not been able to slow down until now.

If it was really related, it might not have been an accident when Chris's driver killed Zhang Meng that year.

Is it silence?
Or maybe something else.

Yuan Ming didn't know, and didn't dare to think about it.

It's just that Yuan Ming is particularly entangled in the face of Chris now.

The night in Paris is extraordinarily bright, with the enthusiastic Moulin Rouge, beautiful dancers, high-pitched music, and amber wine swaying in the glass.

Yuan Ming's nerves were also relaxed here, he knew what agreement Chris reached with Gu Nian in the afternoon, and even more... Well, their little ancestor "sold" him.

Perhaps it was because of Gu Nian's promise that Chris was in a particularly good mood. She had already drank more than half of the bottle of wine, and her cheeks were even more rosy under the light.

She was a dancer dancing in the stands, and Yuan Ming was watching her.

Chris suddenly turned her head and looked at him with a bright smile.

At this moment, Yuan Ming felt drunk.

And when he woke up, it seemed that it was already too late.

The hotel room, the people around me, the red hickey on the fair skin, and the blush on the bed sheet.

A smile appeared on the corner of Yuan Ming's mouth, and his fingers caressed over Chris's cheek, tracing her delicate eyebrows and eyes.

There are still some tears in the corners of her eyes, yes, she cried a lot yesterday.

Yuan Ming smiled silently. He kissed the corner of Chris's eyes lightly, and hugged her even tighter.

"Well……"

Chris, who was sleeping, pushed his chest, vaguely as if to say... no more?

Yuan Ming smiled helplessly, well, he has become a big bad wolf.He gently pulled out the arm under Chris's head, and took the phone to check the time, but when he saw it, there were countless missed calls.

He rubbed his forehead and carefully looked at the names of those missed calls, but he was stunned.

chief.

Yuan Ming frowned, grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on, and quietly left the bedroom to make a phone call.

"Hi, Chief!" Yuan Ming stood on the balcony, but lowered his voice a bit, for fear of waking up Chris who had just fallen asleep.

"Why did you go? I called you more than a dozen times, even if you are dead asleep, you should be woken up?!" Zhou Wenhua's angry voice came from the other end of the phone.

Yuan Ming sighed silently.

Can he say... Did he mute the phone last night because he thought it was a disappointment?
Let alone, the chief will definitely shoot him with an AK.

"Uh... what's the matter with you?" Yuan Ming glanced at the sun shining brightly, raised his hand and broke his neck, and couldn't help but yawned.

"Where are you now?" Zhou Wenhua asked angrily.

"Paris." Yuan Ming answered very simply.

Zhou Wenhua cleared his throat and said, "I heard that you are very familiar with the eldest lady of the Hall family?"

Yuan Ming's brows twitched, and he subconsciously looked towards the bedroom. Chris was fast asleep on the bed. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "I'm not very familiar with it, it's just an ordinary business relationship."

Zhou Wenhua paused for a moment, as if hesitating for something.

His silence made Yuan Ming feel even more uncertain. He thought for a while, trying to make his tone sound normal: "What instructions does the chief have?"

Zhou Wenhua sighed, and remained silent for a while before saying, "It's okay if you don't know each other well, just because I'm also afraid that you will be emotional... You try to get close to Huoer's family, I want to know the actual relationship between them and Gante."

"Me?" Yuan Ming's expression changed instantly, and his voice also raised several degrees.

"Yes." Zhou Wenhua's tone became more serious, "At present, you are the most suitable person. I want the most fair and effective information, Yuan Ming, you should know what I mean."

Yuan Ming gritted his teeth tightly. He calmed down and nodded: "Understood, don't worry, Chief."

After hanging up the phone, Yuan Ming stood on the balcony blankly, looking at Chris's sleeping face, he almost cried.

What the fuck is this called?
Ask him to check Hall's house for the most fair and effective information.

It means... If he pretends to have a little secret about Gongji, the higher-ups will send someone down to take over from him to investigate them.

No, it should be said that if the higher-ups feel that he may provide untrue information, they will immediately send someone to replace him.

Chris...

If the Hall family is really inseparable from Gante, then Chris, the eldest lady of the Hall family, would be very difficult to clean up. Even if she didn't know anything, no one would believe it.

except him.

Yuan Ming closed his eyes slightly.

He is thinking.

Think about what you should do to convince Zhou Wenhua that the information he provided is accurate.

He didn't believe that Chris had anything to do with Gante, not at all.

But he also believed that Zhou Wenhua would not believe what he did not believe.

Sounds like a mouthful...

Yuan Ming smiled wryly. He felt that this phone call had driven him to a dead end. He let out a long breath and raised his hand to beat his heart fiercely.

He just had sex with her last night...

Received such a task today.

If possible, Yuan Ming would rather not reunite with Chris.

In that case, can it make her less sad?
To make her sad, or to keep her safe.

This multiple-choice question has no correct answer at all.

(End of this chapter)