Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 87 Mianmian, Are You Sleepy?

Turning on the speakerphone, he said, "It's me."

"Qingfeng? What's the matter?" Jiang Yu's tone didn't become gentle, and even Qingfeng could imagine how he was tearing himself apart in his heart right now.

"Oh...it's nothing, I just want to prove to you that I am Lian Qingfeng..."

Finally he said, "Sorry to bother you, you continue."

After hanging up the phone, even Qingfeng found that the last trace of defense in Liang Qiu's expression disappeared.

Liang Qiu knew about the friendship between the Jiang family and the Lian family.

As long as you are sure that the person in front of you is really Lian Qingfeng, you don't have to worry about handing Xiao Mian to him.

He still has to go to the police station to find out the situation, and it's not convenient to take her with him. She's also exhausted these days, so it's better to let him send her home early to rest.

"Then Xiao Mian will be handed over to you, please trouble."

"Should be."

Watching Lian Qingfeng carry Jiang Yimian back to the car, Liang Qiu didn't go to the police station until the car drove away with dust.

Lange came out to pick him up.

The expression on his face was very relaxed, unlike the depression before, it can be seen that this serial murder case is really over.

Seeing Liang Qiu, he tried his best to put on a depressed expression, "Sorry, we didn't help you with anything."

The murderer did not target Riemann with any other purpose.

Killing her was just a whim.

The murderer is Xu Liang, 42 years old, Chinese.

He had a car accident before, which caused some hidden diseases in his body, which led to his wife divorcing him.

Later, he lost his job because of his addiction to gambling and alcoholism.

The successive blows made him completely lose his yearning for life, and he indulged himself in luxury and money all day long.

That day, he was drunk as usual, and was taken home by Riemann. When he wiped his gun and misfired, he exposed his hidden dangers, and was ridiculed by the other party for not being a man, so he strangled her to death with a belt in a rage.

At that moment, he suddenly felt that there is nothing good about women in this world.

then--

He killed his first love and another girl one after another.

After explaining the whole case to Liang Qiu, Lange patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, "That's how it happened. He just happened to kill Riemann, and there was no other purpose."

Liang Qiu was not very surprised by this result, but after all, he couldn't hide the disappointment in his heart.

After sending him away, the single expression on Lange's face suddenly changed, which is very intriguing.

He turned around and walked into the police station, and went to the room where Peng San was temporarily detained.

The latter was inexplicably excited when he saw him appear.

Peng San seemed to want to say something, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of other police officers beside him, so he consciously suppressed the words on his lips, and only looked at Lange with bright eyes.

Lange approached the iron fence, held it gently with his white hand, and then backed away for a moment, as if he was just looking at Peng San's situation inside.

He ignored Peng San's expectant gaze, turned around and left.

But before he left, he left a sentence, he said, "The earth's resources are limited."

Leave it to the useful.

As for what kind of person is useful, that's up to his family's Fourth Young Master.

Peng San didn't understand Lange's implication, but he saw the blade attached to the inside of the railing, glowing coldly, like a sickle in the hands of the god of death.

It was quiet behind him, the expected yelling did not appear, Lange chuckled indifferently.

This was given to him by the Fourth Young Master as a thank you gift for his testimony.

Xu Liang was not caught by the police based on Peng San's confession, but the brothers of the Feng family found him first.

To make the whole thing look more airtight, they need a witness.

Peng San was "fortunately" selected.

With his testimony, Liang Qiu and Miss Jiang will be convinced.

He told Peng San about Xu Liang's appearance and asked him to speak at the right time to provide clues for the police.

The police caught Xu Liang so easily, of course, the fourth young master's order was also indispensable.

Now that the matter is settled, some people have to go where they are supposed to go.

That blade was driving Peng San to a corner, but if he is sensible enough, he should understand that self-destruction is his best ending.

Once he is stingy with his own life, the end will definitely be much more exciting than death.

In fact, Lange is looking forward to the latter situation...

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On the other side, Lian Qingfeng's car was forced to stop by a black car just after passing an intersection.

The glare of the high light entering the car made him narrow his eyes slightly.

Thick palms gently covered Jiang Yimian's eyelashes, Lian Qingfeng had a gentle smile on his face, but that smile was on the surface and didn't reach the bottom of the eyes.

A man got out of the car, wearing a pure black casual suit, blending in with the dark night in the distance.

The light stretched his figure very long, and even covered some light.

As he approached step by step, the beam of light traced his gorgeous outline little by little...

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It began to rain during the night.

The street lamps were wet with July water, and the road shone like a full moon.

Jiang Yimian was woken up by the sound of rain.

"Initiator" also includes a sense of suffocation.

There was a heavy feeling in his chest, and his breathing was a bit difficult.

She let out a sigh, frowned and wanted to turn over, but a strong resistance forced her to give up this plan.

The frown became tighter and tighter, and more and more drowsiness was dispelled.

The eyelashes slowly lifted, and before her eyes adapted to the dark light, her body sensed something was wrong.

she seems to be...

Being held in someone's arms.

Realizing this, Jiang Yimian held his breath suddenly, turned his head on the pillow almost stiffly.

She saw nothing but darkness, but felt the cool breath blowing on her face.

The blood froze in an instant.

dark, man...

Everything is as it was three years ago.

Could it be that he was kidnapped again? !

Jiang Yimian tried to rescue herself from the man's embrace, but he woke up after only a slight movement.

As soon as he moved, she dared not move at all.

Lying on the bed stiffly, if possible, Jiang Yimian even hoped that even the frequency and sound of her heartbeat would remain still.

The man leaned forward, his warm forehead lightly pressed against hers, and the tip of his nose brushed her cheek, "Why are you awake? Have you had a nightmare?"

Jiang Yimian suddenly widened her eyes, with a look of shock.

Feng Beiting's voice!

Before waiting for her response, the man asked in a suspicious tone, "Mianmian?"

When speaking, his lips brushed the dimples on her cheeks, as gentle as the rain outside the window.

Surprised at his closeness, Jiang Yimian pushed him away without thinking.

Suddenly being pushed away by her so hard that even the quilt slipped to her waist, Feng Beiting's tone was full of surprise and puzzlement, and if he listened carefully, there seemed to be a trace of grievance, "Mianmian? What's wrong?"

Jiang Yimian was stunned.

What did he call her?
"Feng, Feng Beiting?" She called him tentatively.

"Ok?"

When he responded, he sat up from the bed and turned on the wall lamp with a "snap".

Dim lights shone from above the heads of the two of them, allowing Jiang Yimian to see his appearance clearly.

When Feng Beiting's pretty face, which was comparable to a woman's, appeared in sight, she couldn't help but gasped, for a moment she couldn't tell whether she felt more puzzled or more surprised.

"It's really you!"

"Who else could it be if it's not me..." He smiled heavily, his tone gentle and sexy.

He seemed to have heard her tell some funny joke, and looked at her dotingly, "Mianmian, are you sleepy?"

"...you are the one who is sleepy!" The expression on Jiang Yimian's face can be described as extremely wonderful.

Why did he suddenly call her so intimately?

Also, how could I sleep on his bed? !

She was full of doubts and wanted to ask, but it was obviously not in this situation, so she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, but froze suddenly when she saw her pajamas with a cherry pattern on her body.

this dress...

The style is what she likes, the fabric is what she wears, but it's obviously not hers!

Seeing that she was about to get out of bed, Feng Beiting asked her softly, "Do you want some water? I'll pour it for you."

"...No, no need, I'll go first."

Those questions do not have to be solved now.

She wanted to get out of here quickly rather than to solve the confusion.

Tonight's Feng Beiting felt weird, very different from usual.

Especially those two "mianmian" sounds aroused deep fear in her heart.

Jiang Yimian didn't even bother to put on her shoes, and just walked out barefoot like that, but as soon as she reached the door, Feng Beiting picked her up from behind and put her back on the bed again.

He stood by the bed and looked down at her, with some disapproval in his words, "And you don't wear shoes!"

"Feng Beiting..." Jiang Yimian frowned, with anxiety flashing in her eyes.

What's the matter with him? !
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　　ps: Congratulations!Young Master Feng is sick! ! !This time it's a sickness that doesn't close the little black room! ! !
　　This is the fourth update, today's update is over, let's continue tomorrow~
　　
　
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