Around four o'clock in the morning.

It has come to the time Yan Si said.

The man in black was about to take someone to rescue Qiao Anchu.

I saw the reporters have gradually withdrew.

Nearly three hours, those reporters had already prepared all the materials and videos.

You don’t have to stay on this live broadcast until the early hours of the morning.

The black-clothed man took a few people to the top floor of the Baiyunbao Garden.

The wind on the top floor was strong and bitter.

Qiao Anchu was already feeling a little bit, and he probably fainted.

"What are you still waiting for? Save people quickly."

The black-clothed man spoke coldly and ordered.

When Qiao Anchu was taken down, his body was stiff and out of place.

The black-clothed man breathed a sigh of relief when he felt the tip of her nose and breathed weakly.

If it hadn't been for her to have only this weak breath, everyone would think she was dead.

"Bring people back quickly."

According to President Yan Si, if Qiao Anchu died, they would not have to go back.

It can be seen that this Qiao Anchu is very important to him.

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In the Presidential Suite of Baiyunbao Garden.

Qiao Yimo was almost awakened by the heat.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and slowly opened her eyes.

The heat source came from around.

Qiao Yimo turned his head and saw that the man sleeping on the side frowned tightly and his lips turned pale.

She reached out and touched the man's forehead.

"Long tired!"

For almost an instant, she growled out loud.

The man didn't have any reaction.

Qiao Yimo's pupils dilated instantly, and she quickly got up to help Leng Tiong up.

The man snorted slightly.

Qiao Yimo touched his face, a little anxious, "What's the matter with you?"

How could he have a fever for no reason.

And it looked like he was seriously injured.

Without even thinking about it, Qiao Yimo took off the man's clothes, trying to dissipate some heat.

As soon as the shirt was taken off, Qiao's lips opened slightly.

Shock!

Shocked!

I saw a tattoo on the man's back.

All kinds of animals circling the dragon in the center.

The dragon in the center is like an emperor, and the other animals serve as foils.

Qiao Yimo didn't even think about it, and quickly dialed Bohua's phone.

"Come here."

When the words fell, she hung up quickly.

In the room.

Qiao Yimo has been prescribed medicine for coldness.

He lay there quietly.

Even with a fever, that face is still so expensive.

The courage on the body is equally compelling.

Bo Hua stepped forward and said, "Miss Qiao, are you looking for me?"

Qiao Yimo frowned and said coldly: "What's the matter?"

Bo Hua looked at the man on the bed, pursing his lips, his face remained unchanged and said, "Who is he, Lord Tire?"

"I ask you, what's the matter with the tattoo on his back?"

Hearing this, Bo Hua knew that he couldn't keep it secret, so he could only clear his throat, and said gravely: "Miss Qiao, you have also seen the pattern of tattoos. All animals surround a dragon. That dragon belongs to Leng's family. Man, the day of the engagement, so the hostess of the Leng family must get this tattoo."

"This means that the hostess of the Leng family cannot betray the man of the Leng family at any time."

"And the Leng family man can only treat the Leng family's mistress wholeheartedly."

One after another, Qiao Yimo finally understood that this kind of tattoo was originally tattooed on her body.

But Leng Tiong shouldn't bear it, so he took it all by himself, and even concealed it from her in cooperation with Bo Hua.

No wonder he went out in the middle of the night yesterday, and his various expressions were a bit strange when he came back.

An unidentified emotion came to his mind, Qiao Yimo pursed his lips and said, "What is the difference between this kind of tattoo paint and ordinary ones."

She just noticed that the tattoo paint on Leng Tien's back was not the same color as the ordinary tattoo paint.

Bo Hua was silent for a while.

With a heavy face:

"This kind of pigment is hundreds of times more irritating than other ordinary pigments, so it's natural that Lord Tian will have a fever."

"This kind of tattoo paint from Leng's household can't be washed clean." JrNovels.com