The palm of his hand slid down and landed on the back of her neck, rubbing it gently, provoking it intentionally or unintentionally. Then the other hand pulled the brim of her hat to the side. Yan Tianxing lowered his head and bumped into her forehead.

"Not free today."

Close to her cold forehead, the distance between the eyes was closer, the breathing was intertwined intentionally or unintentionally, and the temperature of the air rose with the ambiguous and hoarse voice of Yan Tianxing, as if honey was spreading.

Somehow, all the irritability and anger disappeared without a trace because of Yan Tianxing's small move.

The coldness in Mo Shangjun's eyes gradually faded away, replaced by calmness and composure.

His fingers completely loosened Yan Tianxing's collar.

Yan Tianxing also clicked to the end, loosened the back of her neck and moved her forehead.

He raised his hand and straightened his wrinkled collar.

She had torn one of the collar buttons open, which was a bit troublesome.

Mo Shangjun glanced at his collar, fingers, and collarbone. He seemed to be able to hear his sexy voice in his ears. He didn't know what he was thinking of. Mo Shangjun frowned, looking a little uncomfortable.

Picking up the paper on the table, Mo Shangyun turned his back.

"lighter."

Rolling up the paper, Mo Shangjun said in a calm voice.

Yan Tianxing straightened his collar, looked at Mo Shangjun, who had his back turned to him, and raised his eyebrows helplessly, "Hand."

Mo Shangjun stretched out a hand.

He found a lighter from the drawer and Yan Tianxing gave it to Mo Shangjun.

As soon as he took it, Mo Shangjun immediately retracted his hand.

She turned on the lighter, and the fire jumped out. Without any pause, she put the paper directly on it, and the fire spread immediately.

Mo Shangjun watched the fire burning the paper quietly.

The information written on this paper is not something she can see.

Regarding the two mercenaries they met last time, why and where they appeared, how they are being treated now, and what kind of information they have obtained.

but--

Admittedly, this is what she wants to know.

I just never thought that the way to get this information was Yan Tianxing, who had never been involved in this matter.

The paper burned, leaving only ashes, and Mo Shangjun threw it into the trash can.

Turn around and put down the lighter.

Looking up at Yan Tianxing opposite, Mo Shangyun said softly: "Thank you."

Take the risk and tell her this information.

Yan Tianxing lowered his eyes and looked at her. Unlike the hedgehog before, all his emotions had adjusted in a short period of time. At this moment, she was incredibly calm.

His expression was calm and his eyes were calm and indifferent, as if nothing had happened.

"go to bed early."

Wan'er, Yan Tianxing explained.

"The same to you."

In response, Mo Shangjun waved his hand and walked straight towards the door.

He raised his eyes, watched her walking away, opened the door, walked out, closed the door, and disappeared outside the door, but she could faintly hear her steady footsteps.

Yan Tianxing frowned slightly, lowering his eyes in deep thought.

I wanted to take this opportunity...

But just now, it seemed like it was not a good time.

next time.
Chapter completed!