After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

On the steps in front of the police station, the wind chanted and stood in the wind.

The wind today was a bit bleak, messing up her hair and disturbing people's heartstrings.

"If you want, I'll go with you."

Two hands touch.

Cheng Yanqiu's hand held Feng Yin's fingertips, conveying his warmth.

Feng Yin turned his head and lowered his head. His fingertips were slightly bent and touched Cheng Yanqiu's hand, and he raised his head in surprise.

"Why is it hot?"

Cheng Yanqiu's hands were cold all year round due to lack of Qi and blood.

"High tech."

Cheng Yanqiu took out a palm-sized hand warmer from his pocket, shook it at Feng Yin, and then smiled.

"Your heart feels cold. If I don't give you some warmth, I will appear to be such an irresponsible boyfriend."

Feng Yin pursed her lips, closed her eyes, and laughed for a second.

Her palm fit into Cheng Yanqiu's, and she held it back, taking the initiative.

"Thank you, I think it's not difficult to like you."

"My pleasure."

The two people holding hands got into the car from the door of the police station and left.

In the car, Cheng Yanqiu prepared hot soup, snacks, slippers, and pillows.

"Actually, I'm not as sad as you think. There are many passers-by in life, and Qian Ming is just one of them."

"I understand my own coolness, and I accept it calmly."

"It's just that he was still so young, yet he gave his life for other people's mistakes. His hands happened to be itchy."

Cheng Yanqiu listened quietly without interrupting or analyzing Feng Yin's ultimate kindness.

He listened quietly to Feng Yin and then said: "Do whatever you want, beat him up if you want, we have money."

The wind moaned with the head hanging down, and the fireworks of the smile suddenly bloomed and lit up on the face.

She suddenly turned sideways, hugged Cheng Yanqiu's head with one hand, leaned forward, and kissed his forehead domineeringly.

This moment seems like eternity. Cheng Yanqiu was stunned by the kiss. When he reacted and wanted to hug Feng Yin's waist, Feng Yin retreated and sat back.

Cheng Yanqiu watched Feng Yin sit back in his original position and immediately asked casually: "For the sake of fairness, should I kiss him back?"

Feng Yin raised his eyebrows and gave Cheng Yanqiu a look of understanding: "You can try it."

Cheng Yanqiu, who was ready to move, sighed.

"Hey - I'm afraid of death."

Feng Yin's face had no expression, but his eyes were full of smiles.

Cheng Yanqiu just asked sincerely, without asking about the meaning or reason of the kiss just now.

Love brain and IQ coexist, keeping the most comfortable position next to Feng Yin.

The kiss didn't seem to have happened. Cheng Yanqiu handed the snacks to Feng Yin and watched her eat quietly.

The car took the two people back to the community, and they got on the elevator together.

With a ding, Cheng Yanqiu prepared to go down.

"By the way, the old lady upstairs said it was your grandma yesterday. She went with me, but she didn't go in and left on her own."

"it is good."

The elevator door closes and the wind sings upward.

As for introducing Cheng Yanqiu, let’s wait and see.

Open the door with the password lock, Feng Yin enters the house and changes his shoes.

Ala and Hei Niu ran over, circled around her, and expressed their welcome in a perfunctory manner. The next second, the two were playing happily.

"It's really perfunctory."

"came back."

Grandma Yun, wearing a pink apron, walked out of the kitchen and circled around Feng Yin.

"No arms or legs missing."

Feng Yin was speechless and gently pushed Grandma Yun away.

"The look in your eyes is really annoying. You need to be so close to see a lot of arms and legs." (End of Chapter)