When the beauties of the fishing department start flirting

Chapter 222 I'm Cold, Hug Me

It was still dark the next day, Lin Yan caught a cold and had a fever, the female nanny invited a doctor, and in the afternoon she explained one thing after another to the other side in detail.

"Miss Lin drank alcohol last night and was ill. Yes, yes, Chinese medicine practitioner, I invited you. Please rest assured."

Don't think about it, the other side of the call is Minhangzhou.

With the antipyretic patch on Lin Yan's forehead, his body was shivering from the cold, his cheeks were flushed, and he stared at the female nanny listlessly, "Don't tell him everything."

The female nanny was silent and did not dare to refute.

Lin Yan lay on the bed and didn't go anywhere. She took traditional Chinese medicine, acupuncture, and massage, but she didn't get any injections, because there was no Western medicine doctor to prick her hand.

Thinking of the time when she got sick and had the needles in her buttocks, on this bed, she crouched in Min Hangzhou's arms, wondering if he had seen the picture of her having the needles in her buttocks.

In the afternoon Yi Liqing came to deliver oranges and a doctor, but the driver did not come.

Lin Yan's mouth was bitter, and the sourness of the oranges was very pleasant to the taste buds, so he ate five or six.

In fact, there are fruits at home, but Lin Yan didn't remember.

Lin Yan recovered slowly, and it got worse the next day. He was burning in a daze, his whole body was flushed, and he didn't have any consciousness.

The female nanny panicked, and still informed the man, "Miss Lin has a fever again, 40 degrees, and can't eat anything. Chinese medicine treatment is a bit slow."

He didn't speak over there, cut off the call.

That night, Lin Yan couldn't remember whether it was midnight or early morning, and suddenly found a huge heater behind her, which was hot and hard, and her muscles were lumpy, like a dream. Lin Yan turned around and hugged the man's back softly. , Buried in the man's arms and fell asleep in a daze.

She didn't open her eyes, "Why send me a man to bed."

"It's me." Min Hangzhou unbuttoned the remaining buttons and threw them out of the quilt.

She moved her lips slightly, "What kind of dream is this? Why did you come into my dream?"

He leaned on the bedside and hugged her, chuckled, "Chunmeng."

These two words made Lin Yan bold, treating it as a dream, he moved his hand down skillfully, and frowned, "Someone likes your abs."

He bit her ear, his voice hoarse, "Do you like it?"

Do you like it? Lin Yan started to cry with tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes, sobbing uncontrollably, like a cub that has lost its favor, pitiful and lonely, "It's mine, don't take it away."

Min Hangzhou wiped away her tears and said calmly, "Being greedy, everything must be yours."

His breath was hot and fell on her face.

She stretched out her hand meekly, "I'm cold, hug me to keep warm, okay?"

He took her into his arms.

Lin Yan stopped sobbing, "You smell like smoke."

But he is also obsessed with the smell of smoke on his body, which is clear and hopeless.

He didn't speak, kissed her, rubbed her into his arms, kissed desperately, fiercely and slowed down from time to time, two hot bodies pressed together.

It was so hot that Lin Yan was drenched in sweat, and his hair was sticking to his face indiscriminately, and he still controlled it in the palm of his hand to rub it.

That night was indescribably long and short.

Lin Yan's fever subsided on the fourth day, and the quilt was empty, with a faint fragrance of rum and patchouli shower gel remaining. It was clear that the dream that was intertwined with her under the swan quilt was not like a dream.

Lin Yan made a rough calculation, the special flight from Venezuela to Hong Kong City takes 9 hours.

Is he back?

The female nanny Hou was feeding her medicine by the bedside. Lin Yan wanted to ask, but her throat hurt so badly that she didn't ask.

So I didn't ask.

Lin Yan put on his shoes and went into the bathroom to look for clues. The servants took care of it every day, and it was clean and tidy.

In the end, six cigarette butts were seen in the ashtray on the balcony.

Lin Yan looked at these "criminal evidence", took off his outer robe and went into the cloakroom to look in the mirror.

He has been back before, and there are traces left by him on her body, ambiguous and chaotic.

Lin Yan turned her head and went downstairs to have breakfast.

Later, in Lin Yan's spare time, she packed up her things and went to visit Liao's family. The Liao family suddenly became more cautious, kept silent about other things, entertained her to eat and sent her away.

Lin Yan was too embarrassed to stay longer.

When I left, I saw Liao Zhongqin talking on the phone in the corner of the garden.

The next day, Lin Yan approached Liao Zhongqin and made an appointment to have morning tea outside.

"I know that my uncle knows many plans of Minhangzhou in private."

Liao Zhongqin was not surprised by Lin Yan's approach to the door, he sipped tea quietly, as if he had come prepared.

Lin Yan asked, "Uncle, can you cooperate with me on one matter?"

Liao Zhongqin knew her purpose and was in trouble, "What does Miss Lin want to do."

Lin Yan, "If Xi Sen dies in the hands of Minhangzhou, the Minhangzhou booth will not only have criminal laws, but the Yi family will ask him to pay him back because of this life, and the Min family will definitely be in crisis."

Liao Zhongqin was unmoved, "He has a sense of proportion."

"I can't see where he is." Lin Yan took a bite of the shrimp dumpling, "The child is mine, and I also have the right to know Sisen's whereabouts. I must send Sisen to the police, no matter how big the hatred is. And we must not let the Min family and the Yi family live apart."

Liao Zhongqin didn't speak, the Liao family had thought about this issue, and everyone was sure that the crown prince's order was there, but Lin Yan was flustered.

In the end, Liao Zhongqin was willing to help Lin Yan, and Lin Yan begged him, but he didn't want to refuse.

Within two days of this incident, Sisen was found by the police in Myanmar. It is said that he was tortured so that he looked like a ghost, and his kneecap was smashed.

Lin Yan suddenly felt that Liao Zhongqin was very powerful, and he had a clue in just two days.

Or, Liao Zhongqin himself knew where Xi Sen was tied up.

But that night, I heard that Xi Sen was on the way back to the country for imprisonment. The incident of Xi Sen being a Dai nationality made a big fuss. The Dai police forcibly detained the person with the domestic police and refused to return to China. The police and Dai police took him back, but Xi Sen died of illness in the escort vehicle that night. When the medical team arrived, there was no cure.

After Sisen died, the conflict was completely intensified.

Lin Yan went to Liao's house and looked at Liao Zhongqin.

Liao Zhongqin was calm, looking at the morning newspaper in his hand, "I just saw the news, and I'm sorry, the person passed away a few days ago."

Lin Yan looked uneasy, "Si Sen is dead, and the Yi family will not accept it."

Liao Zhongqin reminded her, "You have to understand that Xi Sen is a Dai nationality, and this matter is already a matter for arms dealers in Dai and Burma."

The relationship behind it was complicated, and Lin Yan couldn't figure it out. He only knew that Xi Sen didn't exist in the Dai country.

Seeing Lin Yan leave in a hurry, Liao Zhongqin dialed Minhangzhou's number, "She is not giving up, she doesn't know what else she wants to do."

Min Hangzhou, "Follow her, it's good if she's busy with her work."

Liao Zhongqin closed the newspaper and said to the phone, "When will you be back?"

"Not so fast." Min Hangzhou said in a deep voice, "The project has been withdrawn, don't underestimate the Yi family."

"We can understand." Liao Zhongqin asked, "Is it a big loss?"

He didn't say the amount and seemed busy.

Liao Zhongqin hung up the phone, Yi's family was more serious than anyone else, and Xingzhou was abroad alone. Once there was chaos, it was not sure whether he would be able to come back safely.

Liao Zhongqin frowned, and was in a trance these days.

(End of this chapter)