"stop!"
Officer Zhou ran over in a hurry.
Zhang Yan glanced at the gun in his hand, turned around and ran into the next room.
Officer Zhou yelled and quickly chased after him. Unfinished buildings were extending in all directions. Zhang Yan relied on his familiarity with the terrain to lead the men to turn left and right, and turned into a dead end.
Looking at the person standing quietly in the corner, Officer Zhou looked surprised and subconsciously looked around for fear of falling into a trap.
"Don't worry, I'm the only one here."
The girl smiled and walked forward.
Officer Zhou picked up the gun warily and pointed at her: "Stop! What do you want to do?"
A few minutes later,
Officer Zhou left with a dazed look on his face. The police officer who finally found him looked worried: "Boss, are you okay? By the way, where is Zhang Yan? Have you caught him?"
There were worries on several faces, and there were two people pinching behind them.
Officer Zhou stared blankly for a while, then looked away and said in a deep voice: "Run away."
"Ran?"
Several people exclaimed and couldn't help but look at each other.
Officer Zhou's face was full of frustration: "She was too familiar with the terrain here. I chased her for most of the day, but she passed out."
Hearing this, several people sighed immediately. Indeed, that group of people like to go to such sparsely populated places. It is normal for them to be familiar with this place.
Several people led people back to the bureau.
Suddenly, there was the sound of slow footsteps in the quiet unfinished building. A scantily clad girl walked out of the corner with her legs covered in blood. She squinted and looked into the distance. The sky was gloomy and stormy. Come.
"Okay, card!"
The director shouted into the microphone.
Immediately, Cheng Qian quickly stepped forward with a coat and wrapped Xihe. The assistant then handed over a hot water cup: "Sister Luanluan, drink hot water."
In autumn, the weather gets colder. Everyone understands and doesn't think the two are exaggerating.
Especially the latent brown sugar water, warm baby, and hot water bottle are all included. Everyone knows that Xihe’s aunt is visiting.
The director also understood the situation and said, "Wei Luan, please go back first. You have finished shooting today's scene. Have a good rest."
Xihe quickly said: "Thank you, director."
Back at the hotel, Cheng Qian put Xihe directly under the quilt. The assistant was a little worried: "Brother Qian, I'll take care of Sister Luanluan here."
Cheng Qian boiled brown sugar water without raising his head: "No, let's go out."
The little assistant was confused, why don’t you use it? But what if Sister Luanluan gets in pain at night? But what she was most afraid of on weekdays was Cheng Qian. When the other person glanced at him with a cold look, she felt a chill on her neck.
Suddenly I didn't dare to say anything and left the room with worry.
The door was closed, Cheng Qian walked over, locked it, turned around and went into the bathroom to get a basin of hot water, brought it to the bedside, took out the makeup remover, etc. and used it to remove Xihe's makeup, using gentle movements and wiping it carefully.
Since he stayed with her, his ability to take care of people has improved rapidly.
False eyelashes, lipstick, eye makeup... all the same, all removed. Seeing that colorful little face become clean, white and tender, his tightly pursed lips raised slightly.
"A Qian..."
Xihe opened his eyes in confusion.
"coming."
Cheng Qian quickly wiped his hands, walked to the bed, took off his clothes and got on.
A hot body came in. Xihe leaned over, put his head on his chest, and rubbed it: "Sleep with me for a while."
"Um."
Cheng Qian hugged him tightly.
Time passed little by little, night fell, and there were gradually more people in the hotel.
The little assistant held her hungry stomach, opened the door and walked out of the room. As soon as she raised her head, she saw him walking out of his artist's room, holding a mobile phone and room card in his hand.
The assistant's eyes widened and he subconsciously closed the door.
