บท 1840: I, Fan Yu’s Woman (40)

"..."

Qiao yuanfei lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, but didn't say anything.

The assistant quickly left the lounge.

The lounge was very quiet, only the shallow breathing of Xiao Liuliu could be heard.

When the little glutinous rice ball fell asleep, she was as cute as an angel.

Qiao yuanfei looked at her obedient sleeping face, and she also became calm. She couldn't help but yawn and lay on the bed with Xiao Liuliu.

She reached out and hugged her soft little body, falling into a deep sleep.

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In the monitoring room.

The sound of the machine running filled the ears.

The blue light of the screen shone on people's faces.

After staring at the screen for a long time, people would feel a little tired. The staff member on duty had just yawned when he caught a glimpse of fan Yu sitting beside him from the corner of his eye. He immediately sat up nervously.