Chapter 812: Back to Nanyang

Chapter 812 Return to Nanyang

At five o'clock in the morning, the cabin door opened.

Early winter is here, and the cold wind is blowing in. Compared with the

British Emperor, the winter in Nanyang is more precipitous.

Shang Yu led Li Qiao out of the hatch first, followed by He Chen and Xi Luo.

Several people said goodbye at the airport, Shi Luo took her suitcase from Luo

Yu and walked to the parking lot with a yawn.

The one who came to pick her up was still the Junyi little milk dog from last

time.

The other party put her luggage in the trunk, got into the carriage and asked

with a grin: "Sister, you have been here for a long time this time, did you

bring me a gift?"

Siluo glanced at him, turned on the airplane mode of the phone, and replied

perfunctorily: "I brought it, are two British Emperor banknotes enough?"

The little milk dog murmured again, but Shi Luo didn't listen carefully at

all.

She looked at the screen for an instant. The page was a WeChat chat box with

three screenshots lying down.

Princess Margaret sent it to her eight hours ago.

Si Luo looked confused after reading the screenshot.

What happened to the British Emperor?

Who is Paul Taylor Childman?

Why is the British Emperor looking for him all over the network?

……

At ten in the morning, Li Qiao woke up in the master bedroom of the Nanyang

Mansion.

She rubbed her forehead, her head became dizzy.

This trip of the British Emperor did not feel exhausted until returning.

Li Qiao frowned and raised her upper body, sat for two seconds, and then went

back on her stomach.

Top-heavy.

So, Shang Yu walked into the master bedroom for the third time, and saw Li

Qiao arching in slow motion under the quilt.

A thin smile appeared on his lips, and he stepped forward to pull the quilt

corner, and Li Qiao frowned and looked uncomfortable.

The man drew his eyebrows and sat down on the edge of the bed, his voice

sinking a lot.

Li Qiao closed his eyes and didn't speak, and put his fingers out of the quilt

to hold him. The warm palms made Shang Yu's jaw line tighten.

She has a fever.

Shang Yu leaned over and took her from the bed into his arms, and touched her

cool cheeks, his face grew gloomy.

Li Qiao was buried in his arms and asked dullly: "Is there any anti-fever

medicine at home?"

Just finished speaking, she thought of something again, and sighed, "Oh, you

can't eat."

Li Qiao was also very helpless. It is estimated that she came back from the

airport in the morning and caught a cold when she got off the plane.

"Uncomfortable?" Shang Yu probed her body temperature, the emotions in his

eyes were like overturned inkwell, thick and unable to dissolve.

Li Qiao withdrew from his arms, lay down again, and said weakly, "No, I will

sleep again."

The man sat on the edge of the bed, tucked the quilt for her, and stroked her

forehead with his palms.

For a while, seeing that Li Qiao was breathing evenly and seemed to be asleep,

Shang Yu narrowed his eyes and walked out of the master bedroom swiftly.

The man returned to the living room, Mochizuki just came over, "Boss, Chasing

the wind..." Do you approve the annual leave?

"Let Cheng Mo come over."

Mochizuki only felt a cold wind blowing in front of him, and once again fixed

his eyes, his boss had already stepped into the elevator.

what happened?

Mochizuki stood there thinking for two seconds, and quickly picked up the

phone and summoned Cheng Mo to come over.

Then, I called Zhufeng back again, to the effect that the boss had no time to

approve your annual leave.

Being chasing the left-behind children for half a month, almost didn't lift

the table.

He can't take an annual leave?

Who did you pray for this ** big blessing? !

……

Chengmo came very quickly and walked into the mansion in less than twenty

minutes.

In the restaurant, Shang Yu stands tall and slender in front of the Liuli

Platform, with ** soup stewed in a casserole. He puts one hand in his

pocket, while holding a spoon in the other hand and occasionally stirs it

twice.

Behind him, Cheng Mo held up the frame of the frame, with a slightly stunned

expression, "Hall master, cross-border attacks on firewalls are likely to

attract the attention of other hackers, it's better to..."

The man turned his back to him, his voice was very low, "Just do it."

(End of this chapter)