Chapter 710: decadent cartoonist (11)
He was drowsy, and there was no way to know if Ling Wuzhi was here.
In just a few breaths, Yan Qizhen fell asleep.
Looking at Yan Qizhen, whose face was pale from the pain, and his brows did not loosen even when he fell asleep, Ling Wuzhi felt a little distressed.
Why do you have to let the body of the mat, and let the mat suffer a headache?
What kind of headache is it that makes such a strong man have no strength to speak?
The moon cold in the previous world... I can really endure it.
It is because Yuehan is too tolerant, so Ling Wuzhi thinks it. Is it true that the further back you go, the less painful Xi Ziqiu's body will be.
Today, what she thought was just what she thought.
Yan Qizhen's performance is no easier than the host in the previous worlds.
looked at Yan Qizhen up and down. He must have just returned home. The white shirt he was wearing was soaked with sweat, and he was wearing black suit pants. The black socks have not been taken off.
Thinking about it, Ling Wuzhi went to the bathroom to find a washbasin, put a basin of warm water, then took a towel and brought the warm water to the living room.
Standing in front of the sofa, Ling Wuzhi looked down at Yan Qizhen.
I don't know if Yan Qizhen will wake up more easily at this time? If he sees her wiping his body, will it reduce her favorability?
However, looking at Yan Qizhen's face full of cold sweat, and his shirt that was more than half wet with sweat.
She really couldn't bear Yan Qizhen to fall asleep like this!
Never mind, wipe him first and then——
Removed Yan Qizhen until only a shy little inner was left, and Ling Wuzhi began to wipe him with a towel. Afterwards, he went to Yan Qizhen's room and found his pajamas to put on.
came out with a quilt and covered Yan Qizhen's body.
stood there and watched Yan Qizhen for a while, it seemed that he slept very deeply, no matter how she played with him, he had no sign of waking up.
After taking the painkillers, Yan Qizhen will finally have no more headaches in the future.
Ling Wuwei breathed a sigh of relief, took his bag and left Yan Qizhen's residence——
When Yan Qizhen woke up the next day, he felt that in the past 30 years, only last night had slept the best!
sat up from the sofa, he looked down at the quilt covering him, and the pajamas he didn't know when to put on...
He frowned and thought about it, pressing his forehead, last night.
It seems... He suddenly had a headache while talking to Ling Wuwei. After that, he took medicine and was going to sleep.
The doorbell rang, and he had to get up with difficulty to open the door.
Then, he seemed to have seen Ling Wuzhi!
seems to be her, he seems to remember that Ling Wuzhi fed him water...
Er... So the clothes on his body were changed by Ling Wuwei? !
picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table and dialed Ling Wuzhi's number——
When received the call from Yan Qizhen, Ling Wuzhi was drawing cartoons.
Seeing that it was Yan Qizhen on the caller ID, Ling Wuyi quickly took off his earphones and pressed the answer button.
's first sentence, Ling Wuyi said: "Uncle policeman, do you still have a headache?"
have to! If Yan Qizhen could have lied to himself just now that Ling Wuwe had come to his house was just an illusion, maybe he changed the pajamas himself, but he forgot.
But everyone knows that he has a headache, so the person who came to his house last night...
"How do you know where I live?"
This is what Yan Qizhen is more curious about. Could it be that Chen Ken said it again?
Ling Wuzhi laughed and laughed: "I won't tell you! It makes you want to know but you can't!"
Worried that Yan Qizhen would still ask questions, Ling Wuzhi quickly changed the subject.
"By the way, I cooked egg and lean meat porridge in the rice cooker in the kitchen. The keep warm mode is turned on, and it should still be warm now. Just wash it and eat it to warm your stomach!"
Hearing Ling Wuyi's words, Yan Qizhen suddenly felt a strange warm current surging in his heart.
This feeling is very strange, he has never experienced it before!
With a vague hum, Yan Qizhen hung up Ling Wuzhi's phone as if escaping.
Ling Wuyi stared at the phone for a while, then burst out laughing.
's favorability just soared to 60, but he immediately hung up.
Yan Qizhen, was he moved to be shy? !
Hahaha...this is too cute!
Finally stopped laughing, Ling Wuzhi put down the phone and continued to work with headphones on——
In the next few days, Yan Qizhen did not find Ling Wuzhi.
And Ling Wuyi, because she was in charge of editing Rong Mama, temporarily asked her to add manuscripts, so she brought comic manuscripts every day, and she had no time to take the initiative to talk to Yan Qizhen.
Fortunately, Ling Wuyi's movements were really fast, not only catching up with the manuscripts that Rong Ma asked for, but also catching up with the comic manuscripts for the second half of the novel.
Now, she just needs to send it to the editor-in-chief Rong mama in installments.
Tsk She really admires herself for staying up all night to catch up with all the manuscripts.
tilted his head and looked at the bed next to him. After Ling Wuzhi saved the manuscript, he went straight to the bed he loved.
She decided to sleep well for a day and a night, no one can stop her!
However, the exclusive phone of Yan Qizhen rang, causing Ling Wuzhi to get up all of a sudden.
"Uncle Police..."
"The serial killer is at it again."
Yan Qizhen's tone was very solemn, obviously according to the usual rules, the murderer killed two people a year, and the interval between two people was about nine months.
After passing by Liu Li, they have been working hard to arrest the murderer before he commits another crime!
But I didn’t expect that in less than a month, the crime would be committed again!
I don't know why, but after knowing that the same murderer committed the crime, Yan Qizhen called Ling Wuzhi.
Ling Wuxie, who was terribly sleepy at first, suddenly came to his senses: "Really? Where is it? Can I come over?"
"Are you sure?" Yan Qizhen's eyes fell on the corpse that was only two meters away from him, and the forensic doctor and witnesses beside him.
Hearing Ling Wuzhu say, "I'm sure." Yan Qizhen reported the address.
Ling Wuzhi pressed the somewhat swollen temple, patted his cheek, and got up from the bed.
The weather is a little hot today, Ling Wuwei wore a powder blue mid-sleeve shirt with a pair of light white denim shorts.
With his hair tied into a high ball head, he took his bag and went out to the address that Yan Qizhen said.
Ling Wuzhi was very fast, so when she came, the body of the deceased had not been taken away.
Because Yan Qizhen was with him, Ling Wuzhi entered the crime scene.
Looking at the corpse lying in a pool of blood that can no longer be described by humans...
Ling Wuzhi, who had even seen disgusting creatures like zombies, only felt that at this moment, he could not wait to spit out what he ate two hours ago.