moonlight lure

Ji Yanchen held back his smile and continued to humiliate him calmly: "But you are right, it is indeed the case, especially for the opposite sex."

She lowered her eyes and dug into the shrimp meat. After holding on for a long time, she still couldn't help pretending to be calm and asked: "What about your dog? How many members of the opposite sex does he know?"

He said with an innocent face: "I have only brought you home alone."

Song Shiwei snorted in her heart and said indifferently: "You can also take it to the opposite sex's home."

He said without thinking: "It has only been to your home."

fraud.

She cursed secretly, plunged the spoon into the tomatoes, and stirred them twice like disemboweling them.

Ji Yanchen caught all her little movements with his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, but he still teased her casually: "If you don't believe me, ask Mo Li."

She said in a bad tone: "If it could talk, would I still ask you?"

At least it was telling the truth, unlike him, who dared to sit here and talk sophistry even though there were both witnesses and material evidence.

"But why do you ask?"

He looked confused, and after a while he said angrily, "Do you think that girl might be familiar with Dr. Ming?"

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Song Shiwei was so agitated by him that she frowned and blurted out, "I think that girl is more familiar with you!"

As soon as she said the words, she glanced at the smile that suddenly appeared at the end of his eyes, and suddenly realized that she had been tricked by him again.

Her cheeks suddenly turned pink, she bit her lip angrily, and kicked his legs hard under the table. He finally took the time to respond, with a look of sudden realization: "So, you are jealous?"

She angrily denied: "...I didn't!"

He raised the end of his lips, and the affection in his dark eyes was warm: "Really not?"

She turned away and said harshly: "No!"

He said leisurely: "Then I won't explain."

She choked coldly: "Anyway, none of your lies can be believed."

Ji Yanchen smiled when he heard this: "Except for seeing the doctor, which is a lie, everything else I said today is true."

"Her name is Gu Wan. She is a reporter. She often follows our missions and comes to the station frequently. She knows several police dogs in the team."

She remained silent, and after a pause, he continued quietly, "The video you most wanted to destroy when we first met was also taken by her."

Song Shiwei was surprised for a moment, and the person in front of her continued: "She told me that you looked familiar to me this morning, but she was called away without thinking about it for a moment. After she got home, she remembered and called me, saying that she was making preparations recently. This is a column for professional women, and I would like to invite you to be a guest."

"I have conveyed the message. You can decide for yourself whether you want to help me. Now let's talk about the topic of tonight."

He leaned forward and stared at her face, his voice was low and gentle, "Have you calmed down, baby?"

Song Shiwei held the spoon and remained silent.

She wasn't angry at first, just...a little bored.

She didn't want to tell him about the news comments she just saw on her phone, and she didn't want to tell him about her delicate and sensitive psychology, so she stayed silent for a long time, and finally uttered one word without any end: "Salty."

Ji Yanchen paused for a moment, then understood her thoughts, smiled lightly, said sorry, stood up and poured a glass of warm water.

He stood by the chair and watched quietly as she drank half the glass.

She put down the water glass and wiped the corners of her lips, then raised her eyes and asked, "Why are you still standing here?" He gestured to the glass in front of her as a matter of course: "Refill."

"You are quite service-minded."

Song Shiwei teased in a long voice, "Sit down quickly."

The person in front of her listened to her words and immediately pulled out the chair next to her and sat down next to her. The movements were smooth and smooth, as if he was waiting for her order. Song Shiwei was helpless: "...I asked you to sit back, but who asked you to sit here?"

"Did I get it wrong?"

He looked innocent, but his attitude was extremely good, "Can you do it differently next time?"

She pursed her lips and raised her hand to secretly poke and push his leg, but he caught her and held her in his big palm, refusing to let her go.

After the two of them had a childish and secret fight under the table, she got tired and gave up resisting. She raised her face and asked him softly: "Have you finished eating?"

His hand gently squeezed hers: "Yes."

She glanced at the plate in front of him: "Eat so little."

He hummed lightly, raised their interlocked hands, put them to his lips and kissed them: "I'm happy and full."

Song Shiwei snorted softly, turned her face away to cover the tips of her slightly warm ears, and changed the subject: "Xiaojing called me just now."

He asked: "What did you say?"

She said: "She said that the other party asked her to meet, but she was afraid and asked me to accompany her."

The person next to him looked slightly gloomy and didn't speak for a long time. Song Shiwei looked up at him and shook his arm, signaling for him to respond. He looked at her and asked in a low voice: "Can I go with you too?"

She paused and said, "Of course not. Your temperament is too upright, and your goal is too obvious when you enter a place like a bar. If you meet an experienced security guard, you won't even be able to get in."

He looked away, as if he had anticipated her answer, and said calmly: "I don't want you to go."

"why?"

"Danger."

Song Shiwei smiled and gently shook his hand: "It's okay, have you forgotten my record in the taxi?" His eyes were unclear and he sneered: "That's because the other party is too weak and has not received any training. "

She looked displeased upon hearing this.

Ji Yanchen looked at her eyes, sighed, and lowered his voice to coax patiently: "I don't mean to question your ability. Your technology has reached its peak, but you have a natural disadvantage in physical strength due to gender restrictions."

This is true.

Song Shiwei thought for a moment and then said, "I'm just accompanying her to meet each other. There shouldn't be any conflict."

"Besides, I already know their methods. As long as I'm careful, there should be no problem."

His face was solemn: "These people have been soaking in the gutter all year round, and their methods are very difficult to guard against."

She leaned slightly closer to him: "I know, but I'm also a professional."

However, he did not compromise as usual because of her physical closeness and coquettish tone. His expression was still unclear: "Can't you just leave her to us? Ask Yuan Ye to find a female colleague from their team to accompany her. This is theirs in the first place. case."

Song Shiwei secretly pursed her lips and sighed silently.

Of course she also knew that this matter actually had nothing to do with her, but the last time she mentioned to Xiaojing that she went to the Public Security Bureau to assist in the investigation, the other party's reaction was very fierce and resisted, and even shut down the phone and disappeared for a few days before sending her another message about that day. Apologize for your excited words.

The little girl had obviously regarded her as her only life-saving straw and placed all her expectations on her, hoping that she could silently help her solve this problem.

However, her own strength is limited after all, and it is unspeakable to bear such heavy pressure. She can only try her best to help Xiaojing and Yuan Ye synchronize information and strive to capture the suspect as soon as possible.

Feeling helpless, she pulled the hand of the person next to her and softly asked for his support: "Just this once, okay?"

Ji Yanchen was silent for a long time, and in the end he didn't say yes or no, but said in a low voice: "Gu Wan, I will help you refuse."

She was stunned for a moment: "Why?"

What do these two things have to do with each other?
  He leaned back on his chair, his tone a little irritable: "Are you a candle? These people all want your help and your dedication. Burn you to illuminate them all."