Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 13 Want to own, want to hide privately

Jiang Yimian looked at him, suddenly became interested, crossed his hands in front of him, resting his chin with the back of his hands, his almond eyes sparkled, "Continue."

Feng Beiting didn't deliberately hide it, and analyzed his conjecture to her, "You are interested in the murder case, you are probably a policeman, but last night you left me with a scalpel instead of a gun, so I Guess, you should be a forensic doctor."

Jiang Yimian didn't speak, but silently gave him a thumbs up and gave him a thumbs up.

This reasoning ability is irresistible.

Under normal circumstances, when a person gets to know a police officer after a murder case, he will definitely be unable to restrain his curiosity to find out more, but Feng Beiting did not. He didn't even ask, as if the news reported on the TV Happened on the other side of the globe, out of reach from him.

Therefore, Jiang Yimian added the label of "gentle and considerate" to him after labeling him "properly".

"Aren't you curious if the prisoner was caught?" He didn't show curiosity, but she was aroused.

"Not curious." He shook his head slightly, his eyes were calm, not like lying.

"Why? Aren't you worried?"

"Don't worry." Feng Beiting curled his lips slightly, his smile was a little loose, "I'm a man."

Jiang Yimian thought he was going to say something like "I'm a man, I'm more courageous than you girls", but unexpectedly this gentleman changed the subject, "It's all women who die."

Jiang Yimian: "..."

Oh.

It turned out to be the case.

"Are all businessmen thinking so delicately?" She teased him.

"It's worse than criminals."

"I don't think it's much worse." Jiang Yimian picked up another rib, not realizing that he had exposed his carnivorous nature, "The difference between crime and business is that you must have capital to do business, but you don't need to kill people. Sometimes I I think that's the only difference."

"Very unique insight." He appreciated it from the bottom of his heart.

Sometimes Feng Beiting even thought that if she hadn't grown up in the Jiang family's environment, she would definitely step on the boundary.

Maybe……

It will be easier to walk in the night with him.

They chatted a lot during the meal, they had only known each other not long ago, but they seemed to have known each other for many years.

Jiang Yimian found that chatting with Feng Beiting was a very pleasant thing, because many of their views were the same.

For example, she said that people's lives are suffering from a lack of quality. People can't expect items to have quality, because mass production has no quality at all.He will naturally go on to say that merchants don't want the quality of goods to be too good, because good quality will be too durable, so most merchants choose to replace quality with style. Feel.

Mass production has to make this year's goods look unfashionable next year, or next year's goods won't sell.

To sum up-

A person with exquisite facial features and super upright outlook is your neighbor, who can refuse to be friends with him!
The lazy Jiang girl is naturally not exempt.

What's more, Feng Beiting has a fatal attraction for her, and that is his hands.

Reluctantly looking away from his hand, Jiang Yimian finished the last bone left on the plate, and licked her finger like a puppy, with a satisfied expression on her face.

Feng Beiting lowered his eyes and his throat tightened.

"I'll clean it up!" Jiang Yimian volunteered.

"You are a guest."

"Then you are still a patient."

"..."

Does it sound like a curse?

Cleaning up the dishes used by the two of them deftly, Jiang Yimian trotted all the way to the kitchen, "You cooked the rice, of course I have to do the aftermath."

"Then I'm welcome."

Feng Beiting didn't fight with her anymore, and took the medicine by himself, like a perfect patient.

The TV was still broadcasting the news just now. Jiang Yimian put the kitchen utensils into the dishwasher, and when he came out of the kitchen, he saw Feng Beiting standing in front of the TV watching intently, and subconsciously asked, "How do you know?" What about the Oedipus complex and the Electra complex?"

"I read it in a suspense novel." His reaction was very flat.

"You also like to read suspense novels?!"

He just smiled and said nothing, walked to the bookshelf and opened the cabinet door on one side, inside was a row of suspense-themed novels, it can be said that he is an old bookworm.

Jiang Yimian started talking about a series of "Bloodthirsty Forensic Doctor", the hardcover signed edition, and his eyes immediately glistened.

The last one has been out of stock, and the money can't buy it.

She is a little hypocritical about this kind of thing, she must look at the paper, which caused several brothers in the family to go to heaven to help her collect this book, but unfortunately they never bought it.

Unexpectedly, Feng Beiting actually had it!

Her eyes were about to burst into flames, of course Feng Beiting noticed.

What's more, he is not unfamiliar with that look, just like when he saw her.

want to have.

I want to keep it private.

All coveted people will be killed.

"Want to see?" There was a smile in his voice, just like those beautiful eyes.

"Yeah." She nodded hastily.

"Take it."

He directly took it out and handed it to her, "Here it is for you."

Jiang Yimian:!

"Really, really?!" She pushed her chin back on her chest, her almond eyes widened, and her face was filled with disbelief, "Don't make such a joke, I will take it seriously."

She is a real person, but she doesn't know how to be polite.

Putting the book directly into her arms, Feng Beiting acted very generously, "I'm not joking with you, whichever book you like, just take it."

If she likes, she can take him away.

Jiang Yimian:?

Didn't he have a cold that burned his brain out?
"These are all collector's editions!" Didn't he just buy them for collection, and gave them to her so easily?

It was a thick book, beautifully bound, and of fine paper.

Holding the book like a baby, Jiang Yimian carefully opened a page, and found that there were marks he made while reading the book, and some classic dialogues and passages were marked with a marker.

Obviously, he was serious about it.

Feng Beiting made no secret of his liking for this book, but he was not stingy about giving it to her, "I crashed your car and still haven't paid for it. The meal just now was a thank you gift for taking care of me. Take this book as an apology."

"Then how embarrassing..." The car can be paid for by insurance, but the book is different.

But she really wanted to see it, and in the end Miss Jiang took one, "Forget it as a gift, I'll be happy enough to lend it to me."

"it is good."

She can do whatever she says.

"Then I..." Jiang Yimian was in a hurry to go home to chase after the book, and just about to rub the soles of her feet with oil, she didn't expect Liang Qiu's call to come in suddenly, "I'm sorry, I'll answer the call."

Feng Beiting nodded, signaling her to be free.

Holding the mobile phone and walking to the French window, Jiang Yimian's heart sank, thinking that someone was killed again, right?

The situation is like the moment when the conductor taps the music stand lightly, and the arm is raised and suspended.

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