A tall and straight figure suddenly came into view.

Yan Tianjing turned over and sat up on the bed. He raised his hand and grabbed his hair and said almost suppressing his anger: "What do you want to do again?"

That’s right!

He could identify Yan Tianxing just by looking at the figure without seeing the person's face.

Yan Tianxing glanced at him indifferently and said, "Sleep."

"Why did you come to my house while you were sleeping?" Yan Tianjing was confused and couldn't understand Yan Tianxing's brain circuit.

Yan Tianxing said: "I'll sleep in your room."

Yan Tianjing asked: "Then where should I sleep?"

"Sleep wherever you want."

Yan Tianxing expressed indifference to this.

Yan Tianjing's house has four rooms, three bedrooms and a study room, so he can sleep anywhere.

Yan Tianjing was sobered up by him. Although he was still a little sleepy, it did not hinder his thinking, so he made a smart guess: "You will not be kicked out by Mo Shangyun -"

In terms of force value, Yan Tianjing can single out four or five local gangsters without even batting an eyelid.

However, facing a being of Yan Tianxing's level, there is no chance of winning at all.

To use the words Yan Tianxing threatened a few years ago - I can crush you to death with one finger.

This time, Yan Tianxing didn't use one finger, but one hand - he directly lifted Yan Tianjing out of the comfortable bed, and then pushed him out of the door.

"You sleep on your side so much, why do you have to sleep in my bedroom?"

Yan Tianjing, who was standing outside the door, asked Yan Tianxing with a headache.

"No quilt."

Yan Tianxing replied to him with three words simply and clearly, and then closed the door with a bang.

Yan Tianjing was stunned for a moment.

Yes, there are no quilts on the beds in other bedrooms, they are all stuffed into the closet...

But!

Does he look like someone who would tuck the quilt core into the quilt cover?!

Yan Tianjing, who had repeatedly experienced the incident of having his hand-washed fruit taken away by his brother, being robbed by his brother with his sister-in-law and friends, and being dragged out of bed and thrown out of the house without even having a peaceful sleep, didn't even feel it for a moment.

Not angry, but...completely numb.

Of course, Yan Tianxing, as a soldier who has been in the army for many years and is known as a soldier who "can do everything except give birth to children", naturally does not know how to put on a quilt, nor is he too lazy to put on a quilt. Rather, as a person who has appeared twice in Yan Tianjing's circle of friends

Brother, because he was in a bad mood, he deliberately picked trouble with Yan Tianjing.

Being depressed alone is not as good as being depressed by everyone.

Insomnia alone is not as good as insomnia among others.

*

Mo Shangyun, who had not climbed into bed, sat on the ground and hugged his knees and squinted for a while.

The moment she opened her eyes again, it suddenly started raining heavily outside.

Crackling.

Lightning illuminated the entire bedroom in an instant, flickering on and off for two seconds. For a brief moment, the room looked like daylight, followed by thunder and a rumbling sound.

This was a long-planned heavy rain, and after several hours of sweltering heat, it finally arrived as scheduled.

The rain was pouring down, big droplets of water fell, and the balcony windows were not closed. The rain poured down, flew in diagonally, and was blown away by the wind into water droplets. When it fell on Mo Shangyun, only the tiny droplets were left.

The water drops, with a hint of coolness, are actually a little bit comfortable on this hot summer night.

Listening to the rain hitting the windows and the sound of the ground, Mo Shangyun took a breath and felt much more relaxed all over.

After a few seconds, she stood up, walked barefoot to the balcony without wearing slippers, and closed the balcony window.

It was as if a barrier was added to the sound of rain in an instant, and it was no longer so clear.

The floor under his feet was splashed with rainwater and his feet were wet. Mo Shangyun glanced at it casually and walked into the bedroom.

The current time is three o'clock in the morning.

Mo Shangjun wanted to go to bed directly, but when she heard the phone vibrating on the chair, she squinted her eyes and thought about what bastard stayed up all night, and was stunned when she got the phone.

It felt like all the sleepiness I had accumulated during this period of time suddenly disappeared without a trace.

This is Shirakawa's mobile phone number.

She didn't save it, but she remembered it.

Xu Lishuo said that Bai Chuan never changed his phone number.

Shirakawa will use this phone number when he is in Anjo.

However, Mo Shangjun never called this number once, and could not verify the authenticity of Xu Lishuo's words.

Could it be Shirakawa?

Mo Shangjun only felt a sudden pain in his temple.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Mo Shangyun stared at her phone for a moment, and finally she clicked to answer it.

"Mo'er."

Bai Chuan's voice came clearly, a bit dull and hoarse, low, no longer playful, and not that smooth.

"..."

Mo Shangjun said nothing.

She had been looking for Black Hawk's whereabouts and wanted to know Black Hawk's intentions, but there was Black Hawk's leader, Bai Chuan, on the other side of the phone, but she didn't know what to say for a moment.

What's his plan?

What conspiracy is he planning?

What kind of bad news does he want to bring her?

She wanted to cut off the phone, but she was afraid of missing important news.

She didn't say anything for a long time.

"You're not in Yuncheng," Baichuan continued, "It doesn't rain here."

There was obvious disappointment in his voice.

The sound of rain outside the window was still very loud, and occasionally there was a burst of thunder. Listening to his words, Mo Shangjun felt as if he had gone back many years ago.

When he was drunk, he would like to call her in the middle of the night, make an appointment for the next meeting, tell her that he had got several good things that he wanted to bring to her, and ask her which one she liked best.

After drinking too much, he also likes to act like a coquettish child, like a child who has not grown up.
Chapter completed!