"We found Wei Zi's body. As for your son... Sorry, I didn't find it. It seems that there was a gunfight here. The other party arranged a sniper and wiped out the mouth before Wei Zi and his group responded. The other party is very professional and has a high level."

Gong Jue maintained his usual stable tone, neither fast nor slow nor arrogant nor impatient.

Song Yiran's hand couldn't help but hold the phone tightly, and her heart suddenly contracted. She would rather not receive Gong Jue's call, and would rather everything be just a dream.

"So, have you found clues about the other party? Who are they?"

Song Yiran's voice was very low, as if he was squeezed out of his throat. His short tone seemed to be interrupted by someone choking his neck the next moment.

"I said, the other party is very professional. Since he is a professional, of course it is impossible to leave clues."

"Yeah?"

Song Yiran let out a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"Since I promised to help you find your son, please make sure you keep your word. Wait with peace of mind. Unless someone dies, I will definitely find your son."

Gong Jue's tone was very arrogant, but he had such strength. And Song still couldn't care about so much now, she was only worried about Song Xiaobao.

The helper behind Lin Mufei is Mu Shiyan, but who took Song Xiaobao away?

What is the purpose of this powerful guy who emerged out of thin air? Could it be that her little baby is really too sharp and has been missed by some organizations?

"Song Yiran."

Just as Song Yiran was thinking about it, Gong Jue's cold voice came to his ears. Only when he called her name would the man's steady tone change, mixed with anger and hatred, as well as more complex, indescribable feelings.

"I remember, I remember what I said."

So, there is no need to remind me again.

Song Yiran did not say the second half of the sentence, and the other end of the phone suddenly became quiet. Gong Jue said nothing and silently ended the brief call.

A gust of wind blew, and Song Yiran seemed to have been pulled out of all his strength. She fell down on the rattan chair depressedly. She curled up her legs carefully and hugged herself in the chair, like a baby in her mother's body. This posture made her feel at ease.

Song Yiran, you can only be fragile tonight. Tomorrow, when the first ray of morning light comes, she must become an invincible shield.

"Telephone."

"It's so late, why don't you rest?"

Xiao Lin frowned and looked at Lin Xuetong, and raised his wrist to let her see the time by herself. Who knew that Lin Xuetong had no intention of paying attention to it at all, and still had a stern face, meaning that she would not stop if she didn't give her a cell phone. In the end, it was Xiao Lin who surrendered, and sighed as if she accepted her fate and handed over the cell phone.

"Who are you going to call?"

"Li Shaoyan."

After hearing this, Xiao Lin was instantly unbalanced. It was so late that his woman was still injured and she didn't sleep. She was still thinking about calling another man.

Lin Xuetong looked at Xiao Lin coldly, and the messy thoughts in her heart disappeared completely.

"I am Li Shaoyan."

When Lin Xuetong heard the man's calm and slightly silence tone, she frowned. Thinking of Song Yiran's strangeness and the voice on the phone, could it be... What's wrong with these two people?

"What's the problem between you and Xiaoran?"

Li Shaoyan obviously didn't expect that it would be Lin Xuetong who called him in the middle of the night, and he didn't expect that as soon as she opened her mouth, she was asking questions about her and Song Yiran.

Silence suddenly began to spread.

It took a long time before Li Shaoyan heard himself answering in a slightly hoarse voice: "Nothing."

"Okay, I don't care about the matter between you. However, Xiaoran obviously has a bad mood. Now, I can't think of anyone else except you. Since you said nothing, then you can do whatever you want. Xiaoran is now staying in the xx hotel, right in City z."

After saying that, Lin Xuetong hung up the phone neatly.

Xiao Lin looked at Lin Xuetong helplessly. She said the last sentence, wasn’t it just to imply that Li Shaoyan would come over and meet Song Yiran immediately if there was anything.

OK, his little woman looks cold, but she is actually kind-hearted and considerate. Yes, he has a good vision.

“Is the xx hotel?”

Li Shaoyan held the phone and repeated unconsciously.

He was really unhappy because Song Yiran had something to hide. But at this moment, after learning about Song Yiran's news and knowing that she was so close to her, the longing in her heart suddenly began to swell until she could not control herself and almost exploded.

He thought, he still couldn't let go.

Not long before Lin Xuetong called, he had just received Song Xiaomeng successfully. She was sleeping soundly in the small bed in her room.

In the end, Li Shaoyan couldn't help but ensured that the safety of the house was absolutely safe and drove away without hesitation.

No matter how late or how long it takes, he wants to see Song Yiran in the shortest time.

He missed her, but his body hurt.

"Ding Dong."

The crazy doorbell made Song Yiran frown uncomfortable, and her thick eyelashes trembled for a few times before she opened them reluctantly. Her body had been stiff and sore due to the strange sleeping position. Song Yiran frowned and took a lot of effort to get himself off the recliner.

The doorbell continued to ring, as if it was a death talisman.

Who is it?

Song Yiran frowned and looked at the sky outside. It was not dawn yet. Only Lin Xuetong and Xiao Lin knew about her affairs in this hotel. Could it be that something urgent happened that caused her to smash the door?

She obviously had a phone call, so why didn't she call her?

Song Yiran thought about it and walked over to open the door. When the door was completely opened, she saw the familiar figure standing at the door with a blank expression on her face. Song Yiran still felt like she was dreaming.

If the person in front of him hadn't had the hot and affectionate eyes, Song still really thought he was dreaming.

"you……"

Why did it come?

Before Song Yiran could finish his words, the person at the door had already squeezed in with a gloomy face. Gao Da'angzang's body was filled with the coldness of the late night, and the air conditioning came to his face, making Song Yiran shiver.

Li Shaoyan didn't speak, his sharp thin lips were pursed tightly. Only those sharp and deep black eyes were staring at Song Yiran, as if he wanted to engrave her appearance in his heart.

Not enough, no matter how you look at it, it's not enough!

I wanted to hold her in my arms, rub her into my bones and blood, and I wanted to imprison her by my side and never go anywhere.

"Song Yiran."

Li Shaoyan called Song Yiran's name word by word, then stretched out his hand and pulled the person into his arms. He hugged him tightly, with the force as if he was about to break her waist.

But it's not enough.

Is there any way to make this person completely integrated with himself and never separate?

"Li Shaoyan, what's wrong with you?"

Song Yiran was shocked by Li Shaoyan's hot heat and by the feelings conveyed in his hug. For the first time, she felt such a deep and strong love from this man, and even encountered a terrifying and uneasy point that made her feel.

What should she do to respond to the man’s deep affection for him?

"Li Shaoyan, I'm here."

In the end, Song Yiran only said this, calm and simple, but what Li Shaoyan wanted to hear the most. A violent kiss like a storm suddenly came, hot and wild, with Li Shaoyan's deep affection, like a hot iron, deeply imprinted on Song Yiran's heart.

“Um…”

Song Yiran said to what he said, but could not push Li Shaoyan away. His breath was plundered, and his mouth was filled with the domineering and cold breath of this man.

Just like being on the top of a volcano, Li Shaoyan's love is the strongest magma, burning her body and her soul.

Although Song still had a lot to say, it was obvious that Li Shaoyan did not intend to give her a chance at this moment.

The Heat makes the embracing bodies long for each other and deeply desire each other. They want to feel each other's warmth without any obstacles, and use the most primitive way to let each other feel their love.

The atmosphere continues to warm up, ambiguity breeds, and beauty suddenly appears.

The fiery whispered with dawn, piercing the heaviest night.

The two of them tirelessly asked each other and were entangled with each other. Their tired bodies soon fell into a deep sleep, but Li Shaoyan did not feel tired at all.

He turned sideways and looked deeply at the sleeping person beside him.

She was by her side, just now going to work with her. He worked so hard that he should leave hope.

No one knows how scared he is at this moment.

"Song Yiran."

Li Shaoyan opened his mouth and silently shouted Song Yiran's name, over and over again.

The sleeping person didn't know what he dreamed of, and suddenly frowned uneasyly, his teeth even bit his lips. His face was painful, which made people feel distressed.

"Ranran, don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm here to accompany you."

Li Shaoyan quickly leaned over and hugged the person in his arms, gently stroked his back and comforted him over and over again. I don’t know how long it took, but the sleeping person finally calmed down. He unconsciously stretched out his hand, hugged Li Shaoyan’s waist tightly, and pressed his face against his chest.

Then, he rubbed carefully, and then he fell asleep again with satisfaction.

Song Yiran thought he missed him too much, so he had a dream, but after she opened her eyes again, she saw Li Shaoyan's handsome face again. He was lying beside him, with his head resting on his arms, and was sleeping soundly.

"hiss."

Song Yiran tried to move her body, and then found that her limbs were so sore and soft. It seemed that she was beaten hard, and her body felt even more uncomfortable. Her face suddenly turned dark and she stared at Li Shaoyan with anger.

"Li..."
To be continued...