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Chapter 71 Things You Shouldn't See (6) Today's third update Brothers, favorites, flowers, click, if you can continue to be on the list, there will be [-] updates every week! ! !

"Okay." Zhou Weiqiang nodded, trying to minimize back movement, supported his body with his feet, stood up, lifted the T-shirt, walked into Wang Yan's bedroom, and opened the door ajar.

He put the clothes on the bed, looked at Wang Yan's bedroom, and cleaned it spotlessly. The curtains on the windows kept fluttering, and the wind chimes beside the windows jingled, enjoying leisurely.

Zhou Weiqiang suddenly looked through her closet, searched left and right, but didn't find the sexy lingerie he bought for her when they first met.Damn, this Huang Shanshan, after wearing it once, was taken away. It's really depressing, but the things she wore are not suitable for Wang Yan, so I should buy another one for her someday.

As he thought about it, he began to slowly take off the loose top on his body, and picked up the black shirt that Wang Yan bought. Because it was more slim, and there was a wound on the back, he wore it carefully, for fear of causing the wound to burst again, that would be terrible. I can't go back.

Wang Yan was sitting on the sofa. Director Wang stewed a pot of chicken soup yesterday. Seeing Zhou Weiqiang's complexion looked so bad today, she decided to get a bowl for him.

She came out with a big bowl of chicken soup from the kitchen, and when she passed by the bedroom, Zhou Weiqiang was still changing clothes, so she couldn't help hesitating for a moment, it should take a few seconds for a boy to change his shirt, why the schoolboy hasn't come out after a long time, just right The door was ajar, and a gust of wind came over and pulled the door open.

She peeked curiously. Zhou Weiqiang turned his back to her and was still putting on his clothes. The bandages and red wounds on his back suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. She was startled, and the chopsticks in her hand fell to the ground. on the ground.

Hearing the noise, Zhou Weiqiang looked back and saw no one, so he continued to put on his clothes with all his strength.

Wang Yan hid outside the door, her hands trembling slightly, she brought the chicken soup to the table in front of the sofa, restless.That wound, oozing blood, is near the left armpit behind the back, this location?

ah!She didn't dare to let herself think about it anymore. No wonder the junior suddenly asked herself today, if he was the murderer, would he call the police and arrest him? Could it really be him? No, it must not be, it must be an accident. hurt.Thinking about it, unbelievable tears rolled down.

Zhou Weiqiang tossed about in the room for a long time, putting on clothes was more tiring than plowing the fields, he simply tidied up, opened the door and walked out, saying, "How is senior sister, is she pretty or not?"

Seeing him coming out, Wang Yan quickly wiped away her tears, forced a smile, and said, "Very suitable, not bad." As she spoke, she quickly walked over to help him sit down, knowing that his back was injured, so she deliberately slowed down. Let him walk slowly.

The sharp-eyed Zhou Weiqiang immediately saw Wang Yan's strangeness. Tears were still shining in the corners of his eyes. It was obvious that he had just cried. He sat down and didn't care about tearing up his clothes. He asked, "Senior sister, why are you crying? Is that Zhao Zhiming bothering you again?"

"Ah? No." She wiped it again in a hurry, and said, "You have sand in your eyes, you should drink this chicken soup quickly to replenish your body." As she spoke, she pushed the bowl of chicken soup on the table in front of him, and then Handed him chopsticks.

Zhou Weiqiang didn't know what happened, but it's not surprising that there was sand in her eyes, but it was a coincidence that her eyes were sandy at the same time. Seeing that her nose was still flushed, Zhou Weiqiang didn't have the mood to drink soup at all, and said, "I just I just checked your closet, just to see if Huang Shanshan has returned her underwear, are you unhappy?"

"Ah? No, no." She didn't know about it at all. Huang Shanshan had said that she wanted to return it, but she pushed it every day, and she didn't know how many times she had worn it. She was too embarrassed to ask her to ask for it again.

"What's the matter? It took me a while to change it because..." At this point, I really don't know how to go on.

"Because of what?"

"It's nothing, hehe..."

Only then did Wang Yan muster up her courage, and asked, "Student, do you have something to hide from me?"

Hiding from you?That's too much, the first time we met, I secretly glanced at your chest once, when I drowned, I didn't do artificial respiration but said I did it, the most terrible thing is the wound on the back, this death has to be hidden from you.

"Why do you ask so suddenly?" He pondered for a while, didn't the senior sister also have something to hide from me, so he said again, "Senior sister, what about you? Have something to hide from me?"

"Ah, no, no." Wang Yan was stunned for a moment, and urged, "The chicken soup is getting cold, drink it quickly."

He hummed for a moment, picked up the chicken soup, and drank it. Director Wang's stewing skills are not bad.

Wang Yan was sitting on the sofa in a daze, seeing the wound on his back just now, she had already unconsciously associated it with the murder case, why when she asked her junior, he said he was not injured, could it really be him?But that's not right. According to the reports on TV, the incident happened only yesterday. If he was shot, it would be impossible for him to stand up and walk around now, let alone change his clothes.

If not, why is the wound near the armpit, exactly as described on TV.Countless thoughts flashed through her mind in a mess. She didn't want Zhou Weiqiang to have an accident, and she hoped that it was just a misunderstanding.

Thinking about it, the tears gushed out like a bank bursting, covering the young face with tear stains.

"What's the matter, sister, I feel worse than drinking poison when you look like this."

"I'm fine, it's just, I just saw that your face is so bad now, I, I..."

Zhou Weiqiang couldn't help being moved. He was about to reach out to touch her head, but when he raised his hand, the muscles on his back immediately stretched to the wound. There was a piercing pain, and he had to pretend to be calm and put down his arm.

But Wang Yan knew the reason, and hurriedly supported his hand to prevent him from moving, and said, "Student, will it hurt?"

"Pain? What's the pain? Do I look like it hurts?"

Wang Yan looked at him, and he was indeed talking and laughing freely, with a charming demeanor, except for the bad complexion, she didn't feel any discomfort, but the more she pretended nothing had happened, the more uncomfortable she felt, so tears came down again.

"Hey, sister, don't cry, tell me if you have anything to say."

"Student, are you injured?"

"What's the injury? Your complexion is a little pale. Can I whiten it?"

Wang Yan nodded, since he deliberately kept it secret, she didn't dare to ask any more questions, but if such a junior who was close to perfection in her mind was really a murderer, she really didn't know how to face it.

Zhou Weiqiang put down the bowl and said, "The soup is finished, can I not eat this meat?"

"No, you have to eat it, your face is so ugly."

"Okay, okay." Seeing that she was about to cry again, Zhou Weiqiang immediately picked up the bowl honestly, chewed the chicken that had been boiled until it was minced, and it took a lot of effort to fill it up. He swallowed all the chicken in the bowl, and said, "The battle is over."