On the other end of the phone, a woman's smug laughter came. Han Yao's finger holding the phone suddenly exerted force, and the blue veins were revealed, but she still listened quietly to the person opposite.

The man laughed enough and stopped. After a short period of silence, Han Yao finally spoke.

"What is your purpose?"

The person on the other end seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then he spoke a sentence at a slow speed.

"You can't meet each other, it's my happiest place. Seeing you live like a beggar, I'm happy. Seeing that your family is tortured, I feel happy. The father pays off the debts and sons. This is the reason! Hahahahahaha!"

The person on the other end seemed to be crazy and kept laughing. Han Yao even heard the sound of short-term hypoxia and breathing due to the long laughter.

"You're never going to tell me who is my relative?"

Before she could speak there, she spoke again.

"I want to make my family suffer, but I guess I am the only one in my family now. Judging from your appearance, everyone else is still kept in the dark. Your goal seems to have not been achieved yet. If you really have the ability, it is best to make the relatives I have never met before. Otherwise, when I go back, you will not be able to have a good life!"

Such words without any warmth were spoken from Han Yao's mouth, and the few people in the room heard it and sighed in their hearts.

Although as a soldier, this can be considered a matter of style, they can't find any words to persuade her.

Han Yao hung up the inexplicable phone. After hanging up the phone, he had to press the shutdown key and scan his eyes on the call record.

She didn't answer many calls from Zhou Xiaomeng. After thinking about it, she edited a text message and sent it, and then turned off the phone neatly.

Looking up at Luo Xianqing and the others, he even smiled.

"Uncle Luo, I will call you that from now on. Thank you for worrying about me."

It looked like nothing happened. Han Yao's calm and calm clouds and pretended calm made the three of them feel uncomfortable.

Han Yao was tired and stayed in the guest room to rest. She placed his mobile phone on the bedside table. Fu Shaoli and Luo Xian and Liu from Qinghai left the small space in the guest room for her.

Let her tidy up her thoughts in the room alone. The person who suddenly appeared without a head or tail seemed to appear when he met an inexplicable woman from the mall.

Later, I would always receive the call from that person, but Han Yao thought for a long time and finally felt that the woman's voice on the phone sounded a little familiar.

Finally, I finally recognized it, just like the woman who went crazy that day, it was the same person.

Thinking of this, all her words could be linked together. She squinted her eyes. Those who could easily get her mobile phone number in the army would definitely not be simple.

But is it just Zhao Shuran? Is an ordinary female soldier in a communications company still the former old leader of Zhao Shuran's grandfather's war zone?

That woman must have a relationship with her, and she may even be a close relative with blood.

Thinking of this, Han Yao really didn't dare to think about it anymore. Can a mother really do such a tragic thing to her own flesh and blood? What is the reason?

I have to say that Han Yao is in the truth, I have to say that I have made preparations in advance and helped her a lot in the days to come. At least she knew the worst result.

No matter how bad it is, it will not be worse than these. If it is better, why would she not do it?

Han Yao thought it through and remembered the man he met that day. He felt familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

She was sleepy and before she could remember who the man was, she fell into a deep sleep again. When she woke up again,

There was a man lying in front of him, and his tall body was squeezed on the ground. Han Yao felt uncomfortable when he looked at him.

But, he endured it so uncomfortable, and he grabbed one hand.

He raised another hand that was not caught, and Han Yao found that the bandage on his hand had been changed.

I guess the other hand has also changed. Fu Shaoli was lying down at her. From her perspective, he could see his firm face and sharp edges and corners at this moment, revealing his unique softness.

The empty hand slowly climbed up his eyebrows and traced the shape along his eyebrows.

Fu Shaoli didn't sleep deeply and woke up after Han Yao touched her like this. When he opened his eyes, Han Yao's hand had not left yet.

The two looked at each other like this, Han Yao smiled, but his hands didn't stop, and continued to wander around his face until he painted his entire cheek, and his fingers left his face.

He grabbed her hand and pressed it against his face.

"Do you sleep well? Are you hungry? I'll get you some food."

She shook her head and pulled up the hand he had grabbed when he was sleeping.

"You don't feel uncomfortable either. Why didn't you see you so consciously?"

He pulled him, and Fu Shaoli also lay on the bed with her strength.

Through the quilt, Fu Shaoli hugged Han Yao. Han Yao was wrapped in the quilt with a black look on his face and twisted his body uncomfortable.

"Can you not wrap me like this, it's very uncomfortable."

Fu Shaoli smiled, and his eyes were filled with stars,

"Don't be angry? Want to be intimate with me?"

Han Yao gave him a blank look.

"If you don't want to, forget it! Cut!"

Turning his head, not wanting to talk to him, but unexpectedly, Fu Shaoli suddenly sat up and took off his clothes quickly.

He lifted the quilt and hugged Han Yao in his arms. Before he could heat up the quilt, the person who was originally hugged by him crawled onto him.

He froze all over, looking at the smile on his face,

"Be good, go down."

Han Yao climbed up, so he naturally refused. She shook her head.

He lifted his chin with one hand and took a light bite on his chin.

It was hard, and Fu Shaoli had not shaved yet, and poked her lips.

Just after being bitten gently, Fu Shaoli felt that his qi and blood were not smooth.

Looking at the person who still wants to continue to do evil, he especially wants to reach out and rub his eyebrows. He is really tired.

However, I was too greedy for the smell of her and couldn't bear to let go.

"Major Fu Shaoli," Han Yao held his face and asked him to look into his eyes.

"Tell me how you felt when you were doing those things to me in the tent at that time."

Fu Shaoli choked and suddenly couldn't answer. He looked at Han Yao's eyes flying,

"At that time, I was thinking about you, and I saw that you were still stubborn."

Fu Shaoli was very serious and pretended not to see Han Yao's colder eyes, but his hand holding her waist was getting harder and harder.

Without giving her a chance to escape, Han Yao actually didn't want to escape, but was just thinking in his heart how to avenge this arrow.

After thinking for a long time, he finally finished answering.

"Are you finished?"

With a little bit of upward tilt, Fu Shaoli subconsciously swallowed, and his hands that were holding her waist couldn't help but rub them up and down.

"I'm going to have my turn now."

She patted her restless hand on her waist.

"You know, you've got me qj, what am I going to do?"

“What is it?”

Her lips moved to his ears, and the warm breath sprayed on his ears, and her voice sounded at the same time.

That sentence caused him to tremble all over.
Chapter completed!