Chapter 196 Yun'er's photo

You, you take advantage of others' danger!

He Yuan patted his chest righteously: I am really sleepy. If you don’t kiss me, I will not be able to lift my energy.

Mo Manyun's little face turned red and hesitated, and then hesitated and kissed He Yuan's face gently. He sat back and looked at him with a humming voice: Are you energetic?

He Yuan muttered in depressedly: I was just kissing me, alas, let's just do it.

Mo Manyun glared at her eyes: Why are you muttering?

Uh, nothing, nothing.He Yuan smiled embarrassedly, picked up his notebook, found a comfortable position to lean against the head of the bed, and then took a photo of the open space beside him: Yunyun, you should sit here too, rote memorization is a benzene method, and it is inevitable that something will go wrong. In this way, I will explain and describe it to me while memorizing you. This way, I will recite it quickly and it will be hard to me.Moved the cup and made a clearance for Momanyun.

You're endless, aren't you?Mo Manyun hated him, but He Yuan was so reasonable, and he couldn't refute it even if he wanted to refute it. She was so angry that she snorted heavily, and then Shi Shiran took off her shoes and sat over.

I can warn you not...

Don't touch you, oh, you are so verbose, my ears are almost calloused when I hear these words.He Yuan looked like you were defeated and gave her a blank look: I also warn you not to pinch people at any time. I am working for you now. If you pinch me, it will be considered an industrial injury. You have to pay for it.

Stop slandering, just carry it!

Obey orders.

He Yuan said that he wanted Mo Manyun to help him with his back, but in fact he had no intention. While remembering the contents in the notebook, he accidentally wrapped around Mo Manyun's slim waist. From time to time, he felt so beautiful in his heart, so don't mention it.

Feeling He Yuan's increasingly unrestrained big hand, Mo Manyun raised his eyebrows five times. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore. Mo Manyun twisted him in anger: What are you going to do? Hurry up and care. If you can't pass Guo Qianqian's barrier tomorrow, let me see how I deal with you!

Just keep your heart in your stomach. I remember that I had a nickname back then, do you know what it was? Huh, that is, I will never forget it. Just give me this little information in half an hour.He Yuan suddenly changed to a very concerned face and said gently: I think you are very tired these days. Well, you are fine now, just take a nap and take a good rest to prepare for tomorrow.

As the saying goes, he doesn't hit people with a smile. His gentle expression made Mo Manyun not have trouble having anger, so he had to swallow his anger and press it into his heart. She said to herself, "Do I dare to sleep?"

I am still awake here, so you start to touch me. God knows if I will be swallowed by you after I fall asleep.

However, things in the world are so strange. The more you are wary of not sleeping, the faster you feel sleepy. Unconsciously, Mo Manyun's breath gradually became even and slowly. Obviously, the little woman had fallen into her own dream.

He Yuan had known for a long time that Mo Manyun had a small problem of sleeping that was not painful or itchy, that was, he loved to hug things. Now, ten minutes later, Mo Manyun had already hugged He Yuan's neck tightly with his arms. What was even more shameful was that her slender legs were slightly arched, like a sandwich, clamping He Yuan's legs deeply. The black professional skirt was squeezed a few points to her waist, revealing a touch of dark lace, and the edges of her underwear were slim and faintly visible...

Hiss...

Lao He quickly rubbed his temples and penetrated his whole body with a breath of air conditioning. My goodness, aren’t you trying to kill me?

He Yuan looked at the sleeping Mo Manyun vigilantly, then gritted his teeth, sweeping around the woman's body, making a lot of fun watching, even leaving the task of endorsing.

Yunyun are you in the house?Hey, Ayuan is here too, uh, you guys are...

Xia Yuhe, who came back from shopping, saw that there was no one at home, so she looked for him next to the room. When she opened the door and saw the ambiguous postures of He Yuan and Mo Manyun, the old man thought it was awful and quickly turned his back. Xia Yuhe was also surprised. It was still incompatible with the sky. Why did the two of them hit the bed in a blink of an eye?

The moment the old man came in, He Yuan was gently fiddling with Mo Manyun's chest. Who would have thought that this scene happened to fall into Xia Yuhe's eyes. Even if Lao He was thick-skinned, his old face turned red at this moment.

He Yuan coughed awkwardly, then raised his index finger to his lips and made a swearing move. He felt sorry for Mo Manyun, and he couldn't wake her up now.

He moved his body at the smallest angle, and saw that Mo Manyun had no response, He Yuan quietly moved his thighs and arms and took it out of Mo Manyun's arms reluctantly.

Mom, let’s go to the opposite house. I want to ask you something.

Xia Yuhe looked at him suspiciously and nodded slightly: Yes.

As soon as the old man entered the room, he sat quietly on the leather sofa. He Yuan poured her a cup of tea, then sat opposite her, and said solemnly: Mom, Yunyun told me about her sister just now.

What?!Xia Yuhe's hand trembled, and the tea overflowed a little, and even the cup almost landed. It can be seen how big Xia Yuhe's mood fluctuated. She calmed down, put the cup down, and sighed: Well, in fact, this matter should have been told to you a long time ago. Alas, do you have something to ask your mother? Ask me.

He Yuan comforted Xia Yuhe for a few words and looked at her tightly: I want to know, Mo Manyun ten years ago, uh, what should he call him... The little lady said that Mo Manyun was used to being called, and in order to cover up, she would keep calling him, but this was too messy.

Just call my eldest daughter Yun'er. I called her that when I was a child. Where is your wife, you still call her Yunyun, one Yun'er, the other Yunyun, it should be clear.

That's OK.He Yuan nodded and said: I want to know why Miss Yun'er disappeared ten years ago, was she running away from home or was she kidnapped?

Xia Yuhe frowned, subconsciously glanced at the wooden door, and then signaled He Yuan to sit over, lowered his voice and sighed: Mom can tell you, but you are not allowed to tell Yunyun.

OK, I promise you, and I will never tell you.After hearing what Xia Yuhe said, He Yuan felt vaguely that things might be more complicated than he expected.

Yun'er ran away from home.

Run away from home?He Yuan chewed the smell of the words and thought about it, and said in confusion: Since he ran away from home, why haven’t he called home for so many years to ensure safety?What is the reason for running away from home?

Xia Yuhe held her brow bones with one hand, and her voice felt a little bitter: After Yun'er disappeared, I sent someone to investigate. Yun'er had been with her grandmother for a day and a night, so her disappearance must be related to that time. Later, Wencheng secretly told me that Song Yuzhen had found a partner for Yun'er during that time, that is, her fiancé. It was estimated that Song Yuzhen told Yun'er about this that day. Although Yun'er was quiet, she was not a bully. She must know that what Song Yuzhen decided would not change easily, so I analyzed that she ran away from home after hearing the news of getting married.

He Yuan's thoughts suddenly moved: What's her fiancé's name? What's her job?

Xia Yuhe shook her head lightly: I don’t know much about this, and Wencheng doesn’t know either. Anyway, that person is very mysterious. I have been looking for it for a long time but I have no information about him.

He Yuan organized his thoughts and continued to ask: Did you call you or contact you in other ways during the period when she was missing?

Alas, no, not once.

why is that?

Xia Yuhe's nose twitched, and a few tears fell: With Yun'er's personality, if she was safe and sound, she would definitely report safety to me. Well, there are only two reasons why she had not left news to her family. First, Yun'er had a lasting reason. Maybe just one phone call would bring her a fatal disaster, so she could not leave a trace of information. Second, Yun'er had already... Xia Yuhe couldn't continue to say anything, twitching her shoulders and slowly wiping her tears.

Mom, don’t do this. I believe Miss Yun’er must have some reason not to contact you. When she solves the problem, it will be the time for our family to reunite.He Yuan quickly persuaded the old man.

Alas, hope so.

In fact, Xia Yuhe also knew that Yun'er's hope of survival was too slim.

He Yuan's dark elbow, it seems that Xia Yuhe doesn't know much. From her analysis, the only thing that can be confirmed is that Miss Yun'er is definitely not as simple as running away from home because of her marriage. There was a long gap between the time she went to Beijing and was killed, but why didn't she call her home?

Is it really like Xia Yuhe said, what is she afraid of?

Afraid of Song Yuzhen?Or are you afraid of someone else?

He Yuan scratched his head in pain, it was messy, it was too messy!

But there was nothing we could do about it. The moment He Yuan learned about Miss Yun'er's death, he decided something.

He wants to avenge Miss Yun'er and bring Ye Lan to justice!

After Xia Yuhe's mood slowly recovered, He Yuan quietly entered Yunyun's house, took the album that he had not had time to read, and gently opened a page...

Depend on!

He Yuan was stunned for a moment!!

God, aren't you playing with me?!