Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me

Chapter 563 Sleeping man

Wen Qiao carried the food box and walked for more than ten minutes until he arrived at Fu Nanli's residence. After pressing the code, he entered the door, where there was silence, only the sound of rain falling on the window.

Wen Qiao put the food box on the dining table, then went upstairs gently, gently opened the door, the room was dim, Fu Nanli was still lying on the bed.

Wen Qiao knew that he hadn't slept much last night, and he wanted to stare at the platform and stop being attacked.

Indeed, the app did not suffer from the second wave of attacks, and at four o'clock in the morning, Fu Nanli was relieved to sleep.

Wen Qiao stepped on the soft carpet and walked up to him, sat on the edge of the bed, and gently asked him: "Would you like to get up and eat something before going to sleep? Otherwise, it will not be good for the stomach."

Fu Nanli slowly opened his eyes and fished the person directly into his arms. In the dim light, Wen Qiao saw that his eyes were red and tired. There was a faint black blue under his eyes, and his voice was hoarse, "No hungry, no Appetite, let me sleep for a while."

Wen Qiao rested on his arm, and gently traced his statue-like features with his fingers: "Did you sleep late?"

"Well, I went to bed at four."

The voice is hoarse and sexy, and the sound of rain makes Su feel full.

"Why is it so late?" The slender fingers slid across the man's chin and landed on the Adam's apple. The wide palm immediately grabbed her hand, preventing the naughty fingers from continuing to linger, and the breath became two points heavy.

"Don't know?" The man's voice became darker.

Wen Qiao: "Huh? What do you know?"

"The e-commerce platform of Zhonghuan suffered a hacker attack last night."

Wen Qiao: "Huh? Really?"

"Ok."

"Solve it?"

"solved."

"Oh, thanks for your hard work."

Fu Nanli tightened the person in his arms: "Stop talking, let me sleep for a while, be good."

"okay."

Fu Nanli is a person who rarely sleeps in bed, and there is more Wen Qiao in his arms. He slept until 9:30 this time, and Wen Qiao followed him to sleep again.

Fu Nanli was already refreshed, the rain outside the window was still falling, and the person in his arms was still asleep with his eyes closed. Just when he wanted to be gentle, the doorbell rang.

The young master frowned slightly, and Wen Qiao opened his eyes, "Someone is ringing the doorbell."

"Well, I'll open the door, and you will sleep a little longer."

Wen Qiao struggled to sit up: "I'm not here to sleep, I'll bring you something to eat. Uncle Ji's potato pancakes and red bean porridge are delicious. I'll heat it up for you."

Fu Nanli opened the door, and Fu Chuan, who was standing outside the door, felt that his face was extremely ugly, and said concerned: "Did you go to bed too late?"

Fu Nanli's eyebrows trembled slightly: "You came at an untimely time."

Seeing Wen Qiao busy in the kitchen, Fu Chuan knew that he did not come at the right time.

"On the contrary, the sales turnover last night broke the previous year's record. In addition, every prize of the lottery Weibo has been drawn, and there is no shady. The first prize winners even rely on this draw."

Some people on the platform even said that this is a hype by Zhonghuan, which makes people dumbfounded.

Fu Nan neatly adjusted the collar of his nightgown: "Have you caught the person who sent the virus attack?"

"Caught it, it's a woman named Haili, twenty-four years old this year, half of the national descent, she is a mixed race."

Wen Qiao, who was holding the dinner plate, stood at the door of the kitchen with a smile and looked at the two with a smile: "Brother Nan Li, breakfast is ready. Go upstairs and brush your teeth. Come down and eat."

After finishing washing, Fu Nanli returned to the dining room. Wen Qiao sat opposite him. Fu Chuan pulled a chair and sat beside Fu Nanli.

The two continued to talk about what happened last night.

(End of this chapter)