"stop!"
Officer Zhou hurried over.
Zhang Yan glanced at the gun in his hand, turned around and ran into the next room.
Officer Zhou yelled "Fuck" and quickly chased after them. The unfinished building was connected in all directions. Relying on her familiarity with the terrain, Zhang Yan led her men around, turning left and right, and finally ended up in a dead end.
Looking at the person standing quietly in the corner, Officer Zhou was surprised and looked around subconsciously, fearing that he would fall into a trap.
"Don't worry, I'm the only one here."
The girl smiled and walked forward.
Officer Zhou raised his gun cautiously and pointed it at her: "Stop! What do you want to do?"
A few minutes later,
Officer Zhou left in a daze. The officer who finally found him looked worried: "Boss, are you okay? Oh, and where's Zhang Yan? Have you caught her?"
There was worry on several faces, and there were two people twisting behind them.
Officer Zhou stared blankly for a long moment, then looked away and said in a deep voice, "He ran away."
"Run away?"
Several people exclaimed and looked at each other in surprise.
Officer Zhou's face was filled with frustration. "She's too familiar with the terrain here. I chased her for most of the day, but she got me lost."
Hearing this, several people sighed. Indeed, that group of people liked to go to such sparsely populated places, so it was normal for them to be familiar with this place.
Several people brought people back to the bureau.
Suddenly, a slow sound of footsteps was heard in the quiet unfinished building. A scantily clad girl limped out from the corner, her knees covered in blood. She squinted her eyes and looked into the distance. The sky was gloomy and a storm was about to come.
"Okay, Ka!"
The director shouted into the microphone.
Cheng Qian immediately stepped forward with a coat and wrapped Xihe up. The assistant then handed her a hot cup of water, "Sister Luanluan, drink some hot water."
In autumn, the weather gets colder, and everyone understands and doesn't think the two are exaggerating.
Especially when Chengqian’s brown sugar water, warm baby and hot water bottle were all present, everyone knew that Xihe was having her period.
The director was also understanding: "Wei Luan, go back first. You have finished filming today. Have a good rest."
Xihe quickly said, "Thank you, Director."
Back at the hotel, Cheng Qian placed Xi He directly under the quilt. The assistant was a little worried: "Brother Qian, I'll take care of Sister Luanluan here."
Cheng Qian was boiling brown sugar water, not even looking up: "No, go out."
The assistant was completely bewildered. "No? But what if Sister Luanluan gets hurt at night?" But Cheng Qian was the one she feared most. When he gave her a cold look, she felt a chill on her neck.
I didn't dare to say anything and left the room worriedly.
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 and other ingredients to remove Xihe's makeup, gently and carefully wiping it.
Since being with her, his ability to take care of people has improved rapidly.
False eyelashes, lipstick, eye makeup... one by one, all were removed. Looking at the colorful little face becoming clean and white, his tightly pursed lips lifted up slightly.
"A Qian..."
Xihe opened his eyes hazily.
"Here I come."
Cheng Qian quickly wiped his hands, walked to the bed, took off his clothes and got in.
A hot body came in. Xihe leaned over, put her head on his chest and rubbed it: "Sleep with me for a while."
"Um."
Cheng Qian hugged the person tightly.
Time passed little by little, night fell, and more and more people came into the hotel.
The young assistant covered his rumbling stomach, opened the door and walked out of the room. Just as he looked up, he saw Cheng Qian walking out of his artist's room with a mobile phone and room card in his hand.
The young assistant widened his eyes and subconsciously closed the door.
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