Tang Mohan lowered his head to look at Yan Luo again.

He didn't know what happened to Yan Luo.

Yan Luo closed his eyes, hugged Tang Mohan, and couldn't care less.

Her body is too weak, she has no spiritual power, and she relies entirely on her spirit for support.

Just now, she didn't move much, she just emptied the spirit of this body.

She originally thought that she could last until she left the hotel and went home to rest for a night.

Who knows, it suddenly fell down.

As soon as she got close to Tang Mohan's arms, she felt spiritual energy lingering and nourishing.

It was a wonderful feeling.

Yan Luo couldn't bear to push it away.

She also didn't know how Tang Mohan had such abundant spiritual power that he had never cultivated before, just enough to replenish her spiritual power.

Tang Mohan maintained this posture, and he didn't know how long he hugged Yan Luo.

Seeing that Yan Luo's pale little face gradually regained some blood color.

The whole person's spirit seems to be much better.

It looked like it was out of power, and after finding a place to charge it, it was fine.

Tang Mohan felt inexplicably that he was like a charging pile to Yan Luo.

This state is too strange.

Tang Mohan remembered that the first time Yan Luo threw himself into his arms, it was the same.

People who looked weak at first quickly returned to normal.

Is there any way to say this?

Tang Mohan was thinking about it when Yan Luo regained his strength and stood up from his embrace.

When she looked up, seeing Tang Mohan staring at her, Yan Luo laughed dryly and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Tang, my legs were weak just now..."

Tang Mohan sized her up, "Weak legs?"

That is weak legs?

Yan Luo heard something in his words, touched his nose, and pretended not to hear, "Yes, my legs are a little weak, thank you for your help, I'll go back first."

After finishing speaking, Yan Luo planned to run away.

Tang Mohan grabbed her wrist, "I'll see you off."

Yan Luo looked up in surprise.

Tang Mohan said indifferently: "After all, I asked you to help. If anything happens to you on the way back, it will be my fault."

After finishing speaking, he dragged Yan Luo out.

Yan Luo looked at the hand he was holding her, but did not refuse.

Qin Pingchao stood there, stunned for a while, before chasing him out: "Wait for me!"

He chased all the way out, drove the car out of the garage, and only realized it belatedly.

Through the rearview mirror, he looked at Yan Luo and Tang Mohan who were sitting side by side in the back row.

Qin Pingchao just felt that something was wrong.

But he knew that it was not a good time to speak, so he remained obediently silent.

at the same time.

In the police station.

"what?"

Zhao Xi slapped the table and stood up abruptly, his face full of anger, "This is impossible! He must have been ordered by Yan Luo! Otherwise, what did Yan Luo mean by what he said to me before?!"

The policeman who received Zhao Xi was still friendly: "Mr. Zhao, we can understand your suspicion, but after our investigation, the person who robbed and murdered you is your neighbor, and he and Yan Luo really don't know each other. "

Zhao Xi was shocked and angry, his chest heaved greatly, and he didn't believe what the police said.

But the police quickly put all the results of the investigation in front of him.

The person who robbed Zhao Xi was Zhao Xi's neighbor - a gambler who was out of work every day and was addicted to gambling.

I lost a lot before, and even lost the house, and owed a lot of money.

According to his own account, he just saw that Zhao Xi went out early and returned late, wore brand-name clothes, and drove a brand-name car. Knowing that Zhao Xi was rich, he wanted to rob a fortune, and then planned to run away.

Unexpectedly, surveillance cameras are everywhere now, and the police soon caught him in front of the ATM cash machine.

When the police mentioned Yan Luo, he was at a loss and didn't know him at all.

The police checked his contacts and call records, but there was nothing wrong with him.

About Yan Luo, Zhao Xi could only doubt it.

With the evidence in front of him, there was no room for Zhao Xi not to believe it.

When Zhao Xi came out of the police station, he was still in a daze, and he didn't believe that this matter had nothing to do with Yan Luo.

If it had nothing to do with Yan Luo, then what did she mean by what she said to herself before?

Don't tell him it's fortune telling!

"Jingle Bell--"

Just as Zhao Xi was thinking, the phone rang suddenly.

It made him shiver.

He quickly took out his mobile phone and looked, it was Song Yunxi calling.

Zhao Xi didn't want to think too much, and immediately connected the phone, dog-legged: "Hey, Miss Song, haven't you rested yet?"

"How could I be able to sleep?!" Song Yunxi gritted his teeth angrily and said, "Can you fall asleep when something like this happens?"

Zhao Xi hurriedly said, "No, no, I'm also thinking about how to deal with Yan Luo!"

Song Yunxi snorted coldly, "I asked my agent to send a contract to your mailbox. You can go and have a look. I will find a way to get Yan Luo to sign it tomorrow. I will find a way to torture her!"

Zhao Xi couldn't help being taken aback.

I thought to myself, what kind of contract can torture people?

But he didn't dare to say much, so he quickly agreed.

Song Yunxi said again: "Also, I have made a public relations plan here, and you have to cooperate!"

Zhao Xi smiled wryly, and said bravely, "I understand, don't worry."

Song Yunxi just hung up the phone.

Zhao Xi took the mobile phone, sat in the car, clicked on Weibo, and saw the public relations article posted by Song Yunxi's manager.

Song Yunxi's agent said that the person in the photo is not Song Yunxi, but a little flower who looks similar to Song Yunxi.

It has nothing to do with Song Yunxi.

The paparazzi who broke the news before should have been opened up, but now they have changed their tone, because they didn't see clearly, thought it was Song Yunxi, but after a closer look, they found out that it was not.

Producer Yang also stood up and posted on Weibo, thinking that that was his little girlfriend, the two of them were dating normally, and they didn't know why they were photographed.

Regardless of whether netizens believe it or not, countless sailors ended up controlling the scene.

It seems that Song Yunxi is a poor person who has been implicated.

Seeing this, Zhao Xi released a group photo of Song Yunxi and himself, saying that Song Yunxi had been at the reception tonight, and the few of them had been talking. The protagonist in the news could not be Song Yunxi.

Song Yunxi also immediately forwarded Zhao Xi's Weibo to prove himself.

Immediately afterwards, several agents, assistants, etc. forwarded it.

It seems that they are all helping Song Yunxi to prove it.

Netizens who were still eating melons were a little shaken when they saw this posture.

Song Yunxi's side quickly withdrew the heat, and it was regarded as temporarily suppressing this matter.

When there was a wave of ups and downs on the Internet, Yan Luo had already arrived at Changping Street in Tang Mohan's car.

She asked Tang Mohan to put her down on Changping Street.

Seeing her get out of the car, Tang Mohan looked around without anyone, and frowned almost invisible, "Don't I need to take you home?"

"No, just go here." Yan Luo shook the little bear in his hand and smiled: "Besides, I'm not that weak. If something happens to me, I may not be the one who is unlucky. Don't worry about it, Mr. Tang I'm gone, you guys go back too, goodbye."

After finishing speaking, Yan Luo waved to him and Qin Pingchao, then quickly turned and ran away.

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