Pretending to be jealous in the arms of Dali Temple

In the darkness, Wan Yan covered her face with a small handkerchief, and curled the corners of her mouth happily.

The night in Lingjiang Mansion is as cool as water.

The streets fell into silence, and the sound of patrol gongs could be heard in the distance.

Melting into the night, ringing in the ears, there is a kind of prosperity and tranquility in the world.

The adult lay beside him, warm and safe, with a smile on his face.

"grown ups!"

"Ok?"

Su Jizhi regained his usual calmness, with a low and steady voice, Wan Yan said softly: "The clothes on Zhang Xiuhua's body are very valuable, especially the spice, I have only smelled it once."

Wan Yan was puzzled when she heard the adult turned down, "Zhang Xiuhua said those things were given to her by Zhang Kairong, do you have any doubts?"

"That's not true. If that's the case, Zhang Kairong treats her well, but I don't understand, Zhang Kairong likes her so much, why doesn't he marry her? Want her to bear the reputation of being a concubine?"

"This really doesn't make sense. Zhang Kairong hasn't married a wife yet, and it's recorded in the file that he doesn't even have an aunt."

"My lord, I have another question. At the end of the interrogation just now, why did you keep asking Zhang Xiuhua if she had any questions? What did your lord want her to ask?"

In the dark, Wan Yan heard Su Jizhi sneer: "Wan Yan, don't you find this very strange?"

Wanyan pricked up her ears.

"Zhao Yi said that when Zhang Kairong was killed, Zhang Xiuhua's daughter disappeared at the same time, but four months have passed, and when Zhang Xiuhua faced us, she didn't ask her about her daughter's disappearance."

Wan Yan's heart flickered for a moment, the adults were right, not a single word: "That's right, Zhang Xiuhua didn't mention a single word."

Eager in his heart, Wanyan sat up, laying his small head on the quilt, and looked at Su Jizhi across the quilt mountain.

The lord put his hands behind his head, resting his head comfortably on his arms, and the neckline of the white underwear was slightly opened, revealing his beautiful collarbone.

By the moonlight, the adults crossed their legs, leisurely.

Finding Wanyan's small head, the adult rolled his eyes lazily: "Lie down! Aren't you afraid that I will take the mountain away and climb over the mountains?"

Wan Yan giggled: "Adults can't, although I can't see it clearly, but I want to see an adult."

The little girl's voice was extraordinarily brilliant in the dark, with a raised ending, coquettish.

Su Jizhi sat up.

The two people looked at each other across the quilt mountain, and the moonlight came in through the window, and they could see the real self in each other's eyes.

"Let's hold hands."

Su Jizhi stretched out his hand to Wan Yan, his soft and boneless hand fell into Su Jizhi's palm, and he smiled.

"Wan Yan, I've never felt this way before, and it feels pretty good."

"Me too." In the darkness, Wan Yan's starry eyes were shining with youth.

"My lord, according to your analysis just now, there seems to be something wrong with Zhang Xiuhua!"

"Well, so we really want to overthrow the things recorded in this file and check it ourselves."

"My lord, why do you want to avoid Zhao Yi?"

Su Jizhi pulled Wan Yan's little hand closer, rubbed the back of her hand, crossed his legs and leaned against the quilt like Wan Yan did.

"Tell me how you feel about the Zhao Brothers?"

Wan Yan was stupefied: "When we first met, I followed the Lord's train of thought. Because I believed in Lord Wang, I felt that Zhao Da was framed innocently."

"Now you've changed your mind?"

"Zhang Xiuhua's question is also my question. Zhang Kairong was killed and lost his money. Where did the money go?"

Su Jizhi nodded and asked Wan Yan: "Let me ask you another question. If you want to make money, what will you do?"

Wan Yan groaned, and said angrily, "My lord made me learn to be bad!"

Su Jizhi chuckled: "No, I want to know what different people think about this kind of thing."

Wan Yan was full of smoke: "Then tell me first, what will you do?"

Su Jizhi squeezed Wan Yan's little hand hard, pretending to be amazed: "Me? If it was me? How could I leave so many clues for the government to catch?"

Wan Yan smiled: "Look, my lord, how easy is it to know the law and break the law?"

"Yes!" Su Jizhi suddenly frowned: "Zhang Xiuhua's words really reminded me that Zhao Yi is an arrester and is familiar with various investigation procedures and methods. Trying to cover up is really a good way to not be found out."

Wan Yan exploded: "My lord, knowing the law and breaking the law? So, my lord thinks this is a deliberate puzzle created by the Zhao brothers?"

"It's really hard to say now, but Zhang Xiuhua is not trustworthy, so this idea has to be considered in the long run."

"It really is so many clues, people can't figure it out, and the reasoning is still chaotic."

Su Jizhi lowered his eyebrows, staring at Wan Yan's little hand, thinking about his affairs.

"My lord, Mr. Wang is trustworthy? Will Mr. Wang know something and not tell us?"

Su Jizhi shook his head severely: "No, if Mr. Wang wants to hide something, there is absolutely no need to hand over the case to Dali Temple."

"However, if Mr. Wang suspects that the case is tricky, why don't you want to talk about it?"

"This kind of situation will not happen. If Zhao Yi has a problem, compared to my friendship with Mr. Wang, he will not deliberately hide it from me for Zhao Yi."

Wan Yan was distressed: "Aside from these, I really can't think of anything to be suspicious about. If the sister-in-law by the river can be trusted, the Zhao brothers are indeed full of doubts."

"Wan Yan, when I read the files, my first thought was that Zhao Da could not be the murderer."

"Why?" Wan Yan shook her hand: "I have asked your lord several times, and your lord has already had an idea, but he just didn't tell me."

Wan Yan tried to withdraw her hand, angrily: "You also said that you are willing to analyze the case with me, but it turned out to be a lie, and you really can't trust your lord."

In the dark, I couldn't see the adult's expression clearly. Wan Yan only felt that the adult had increased the strength in his hands, and was anxious to explain: "Look at you, why are you still angry? I have to think about it before I can say it. I can't think of what to say."

"Why not? My lord should tell me every thought that comes to mind."

"Hey, you won't like people who are not deep and steady like that! I'm talking nonsense, aren't I talking nonsense? Now that I've thought about it, there are reasons and evidence. Are people more reliable?"

The quilt that was like a hill collapsed between the two people pushing and shoving. Wanyan followed the direction of the quilt and plunged into Su Jizhi's arms.

The pleasant-smelling cold sandalwood fragrance rushes into the nostrils, and the adult's strong and generous chest is under him.

The two remained motionless, hearing each other's heartbeats one after another.

"You also said to keep a distance from me, Wan Yan, I think you did it on purpose."

"I didn't." Wan Yan blushed and couldn't move forward or retreat.

The adult was afraid that she would bump into her, so he tightly protected her when she fell down.

Now Wanyan's waist is hugged by adults, her small hands are tightly held by adults, and her legs are tightly imprisoned by adults.

The adult's tight and hard skin leaned on the dress as thin as silk.

The heat rises.

The darkness amplified the pounding heartbeat, Wanyan hung down her sore neck, and the fragrance rushed into Su Jizhi's nasal cavity.

"Wan Yan, I like you!"

The adult's hoarse voice rubbed against Wan Yan's ears.

"When I first met you, a handkerchief fell in front of me, and you walked into my heart just like that."

Thinking of the first meeting, Wan Yan raised the corner of her mouth.

"We get along day and night, and I like it more and more."

The adult sounded like a demon, and Wan Yan's heart was numb. In the ambiguous atmosphere, Su Jizhi raised Wan Yan's jaw.

The two of them got closer and closer, and Wan Yan suddenly yelled in the darkness: "My lord, you've crushed my hair!"