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Chapter 90 On the Feasibility of Leak Picking

Yang Mianmian made up notes until one o'clock, and the downstairs finally returned to calm, and the weather cooled down a little. She decided to take this opportunity to write everything quickly, lest she didn't want to move in the hot weather tomorrow.

After writing the notes, I went to the bathroom to take a shower. I shook the kettle, and there was still some hot water in it. I mixed it with warm water and wiped my body. Halfway through the shower, I heard the door creak open.

Yang Mianmian hurriedly put on her clothes and poked her head out, and saw Jing Chu walking in with a tired face, and was a little surprised to see that she was still awake: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"It's too hot, take a shower." Yang Mianmian leaned over to smell him, wrinkled his nose, "You stink."

Jing Chu originally wanted to kiss her, but it was not easy to hug her when she said that, so he could only take a step back: "Then borrow your bathroom to take a shower."

Yang Mianmian took a new towel from the drawer and gave it to him: "I bought milk from the supermarket and sent it to me."

Jing Chu never thought to ask why she would buy an extra new towel, and when she said that there is no silver 300 taels, she couldn't understand, and a smile appeared immediately.

Yang Mianmian changed the subject: "Why are you here, aren't you going home?"

"He has no conscience." Jing Chu took off his shirt and put it on the back of the chair next to him, "We haven't seen each other for a few days?"

The corners of Yang Mianmian's mouth couldn't help but curl up: "Do you miss me?"

"Otherwise." Jing Chu didn't need hot water either, and originally wanted to take a cold shower under the shower head, but unexpectedly, the water pressure was not stable, and the water coming out of the shower head was too little, so he had to use the washbasin to catch the water , wipe it with a wet towel.

Yang Mianmian gave him the soap, and when she turned her head, she saw this scene. In the dark and small bathroom, he was naked, and the washbasin was placed on the sink to block the most critical place, and he was rubbing Wipe the towel on his body, and the drops of water slid down along the lines of his muscles. His good figure can be seen at a glance. His chest muscles, abdominal muscles, and mermaid lines make people swallow unconsciously.

She was dumbfounded, and felt her cheeks were hot but she couldn't bear to take her eyes away. She stayed there for a while, then walked over and hugged his waist in a mysterious way.

"Hey, let go, your clothes are going to get wet." Jing Chu threw the towel back into the basin.

Washbasin said that he had lost too much blood and died: "Nosebleed~~~"

Mirror: "This figure is amazing. 23333 Mianmian, beware of nosebleeds!"

Sink: "It's so sexy. If I were human, I would want to touch it too. Mianmian, let me support you."

Yang Mianmian hugged him for a while, thinking it was a long night, there was absolutely no need to be so impatient, so she obediently let go, brought him the soap, took a basin of water to soak his dirty clothes, and washed them on the balcony .

In summer, the temperature is high and the clothes are thin, so they can be dried in the morning after washing and drying overnight.

When Jing Chu came out of the wash, he found a very serious problem. He had no replacement pants. He thought about it and said, "Mianmian."

Yang Mianmian turned off the light with a snap: "Go out and turn left and walk three steps to the bed."

Jing Chu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, but he still thanked her for her thoughtfulness, and went straight out to lie on her bed. The moonlight shone in, and he saw her hang up his clothes one by one, and put the washbasin back in the bathroom: “You can wear it tomorrow.” gone."

"Come on." He beckoned to her.

Yang Mianmian climbed onto the bed, hugged him and kissed him: "Did you miss me?"

"Yeah." The case that Jing Chu investigated recently was quite difficult. The family of five died in the massacre of extermination. Tragic.

All the members of the special case team worked overtime, and he took turns giving them the vacation and went back to sleep, but he squinted his eyes in the office, exhausted physically and mentally, and couldn't help missing her.

Yang Mianmian had just chatted with the clothes while he was taking a bath, knowing that he hadn't slept for twenty hours and was probably exhausted, so she was too embarrassed to torment him any longer, so she hugged him obediently: "Then go to sleep, I'll accompany you. "

"I haven't kissed her yet." Jing Chu pecked her lips a few times, "I'll make it up for you another day, okay?"

"double."

"Well, double." He stroked her hair, his eyelids gradually closed, and he fell into a deep sleep within a few seconds.

Seeing that he was fast asleep, Yang Mianmian broke free from his embrace lightly, and fanned him with a cattail fan. Everyone was so quiet that they could only hear the noisy insects outside the window.

In the light of the moon, she saw the scar on his forehead. At that time, some fragments should have been ejected by the force of the explosion, which just scratched his face. At that time, the blood on his face looked terrible, but it was not obvious after healed. , Changing the hairstyle will cover it up.

But Yang Mianmian felt that she would regret her stupidity every time she watched it.

Never forget, never.

She moved her head over, side by side with him, stared blankly for a while with her eyes open, and gradually fell asleep, shook the blanket to cover the two of them, and fell asleep with her pillow on his arm, Dimly, Jing Chu seemed to hold her in his arms, she felt a little hot at first, and then fell asleep in a daze.

When Jing Chu woke up the next day, he saw Yang Mianmian laying on his chest like a cat. He originally wanted to get up quietly so as not to disturb her, but who knew that when he got up early in the morning, he was so full of blood that he accidentally kissed her awake. .

Yang Mianmian slept in a sleepless sleep, she would be kissed as soon as she was kissed, and she didn't care, but Jing Chu couldn't control herself for a while because of her rare obedient and confused appearance. He probably can still dawdling.

This made it impossible to have breakfast on the road. He bought breakfast and went to the police station.

Liu Yu's sharp nose, as soon as she smelled the fragrance, she poked her head out and said, "Wow, isn't this the famous breakfast in the old town? It is said that the steamed stuffed buns are super delicious, but the queue is long. This tofu brain! Oh my god Captain Lu, you are so excited to go to the old town to buy breakfast early in the morning, right?"

Chang Yan couldn't bear to listen to it anymore, it was too horrible, Bai had been a policeman for so many years: "He didn't even change his clothes!"

Liu Yu groaned, and came to her senses: "The captain didn't go home yesterday, did he go to his girlfriend's house to spend the night?"

Chang Yan sighed: "It can be saved."

"Sister Chang 〒▽〒" Liu Yu went to Jing Chu to steal a meat bun to eat, "It tastes really good, Captain, you can bring it to us next time."

"Eating can't stop your mouth, can it?" Jing Chu was rather annoyed.

Liu Yu made a grimace, and gossiped with Chang Yan again: "Sister Chang, do you think the captain's girlfriend this time is so mysterious, and she never brought it out?"

Chang Yan: "..." She looked at Liu Yu sympathetically, she didn't expect that she hadn't guessed it yet, and she didn't want to say that letting rumors spread would hurt Jing Chu's reputation, so she could only say, "Help me check some information Bar."

Liu Yu was distracted: "Oh, good."

In the interval between going to the tea room to pour tea and meeting Jing Chu, Chang Yan reminded him: "There is no impenetrable wall in the world. Sooner or later, someone will meet you. You have to be prepared before the news spreads."

Jing Chu was startled, knowing that she had guessed it: "You know."

"You didn't hide it, and those who are interested will naturally know." Chang Yan looked at him calmly, "A man's words are terrifying, but a lot of words make money."

This sentence made Jing Chu sigh in his heart, why didn't he know, he knew it too well, but Yang Mianmian would never end up like that.

"do not worry."

Chang Yan nodded, stopped asking more questions, but talked about business: "The director will have a meeting to discuss the case at nine o'clock."

"understood."

Yang Mianmian slept until noon, and when she woke up, everyone told her that she had been taken advantage of. She took a toothbrush and looked at the person in the mirror for a long time, and touched the red mark under her neck: " Such an exaggeration, how come I have no impression at all?"

It sounded so intense that she had gone off the rails, but it was hard work for her to still be in a deep sleep.

"Mianmian, you are enough." Suspenders almost didn't want to talk to her, "I won't talk to you! You idiot!"

Yang Mianmian was quite happy: "So he really has plans for me now, and he has made progress." She has always been the one who took the initiative while Jing Chu was hesitant, and now seeing him take the initiative, she is not to mention how happy she is.

"Enen, I want to make progress by retreating, and avenge my revenge at the beginning." Yang Mianmian happily brushed his teeth and washed his face, his mood soared.

After changing her clothes, she realized that it was almost time to go shopping with Deng Manling and Tong Xin. She quickly grabbed her backpack and left. The sun outside was too hot, so she came back and put on her peaked cap.

Peaked cap: "You and I are lingering and flying~ Feiyue, this world of mortals will always be with you..."

Yang Mianmian: "...that's enough!"

There is no one around her!Can none of them sing well? !

I made an appointment with my friends at KFC, and the sun outside was radiating intense heat. Yang Mianmian felt that he was still a fresh lamb at home, but at KFC, he became a roasted whole lamb... "I'm so hot." Yang Mianmian sat under the air conditioner, licked a cone, and pulled her hair with the other hand to keep herself cooler.

Deng Manling said cautiously, "Mianmian."

"what?"

"It's exposed..." She pointed to her shoulder, Yang Mianmian subconsciously covered her neck, Deng Manling was taken aback, as if realizing something, "I mean, the belt..."

Yang Mianmian was so embarrassed that she pulled back the strap of her underwear that exposed her shoulders, so she said, when she saw it before, it was clearly at the collarbone, but her neck was still clean, it scared her to death!
Although Tong Xin was usually a little confused, Yang Mianmian's actions just now were too imaginative. She asked with a strange expression: "Mianmian, are you in a relationship?"

"Hehe." Yang Mianmian readily admitted, "Yes."

Tong Xin's eyes lit up, and she immediately began to gossip: "Oh, I'm not surprised at all. After graduation, we have already formed several couples in our class. Let me guess, did the monitor confess to you?"

"Squad leader?" Yang Mianmian thought of Zheng Jiamin's face, "How could he confess his love to me?" Although she knew that Zheng Jiamin probably liked her a little bit, but a person like him knew at a glance that he would not say it.

"The monitor likes you!"

"All the boys in our class like me quite a lot, what's so strange about that." Yang Mianmian inadvertently drew hatred once.

Fortunately, her two friends were not jealous, they just complained: "So, so many people like you, so no one confesses to you?"

"No." Yang Mianmian stuffed the cone into her mouth and said vaguely, "My boyfriend was chased by my own confession."

Tong Xin took a sip of Coca-Cola and said, "Do you need to confess?" In her perception, Yang Mianmian is so beautiful, she should be able to take down the little boy casually.

"It's more difficult to deal with." Yang Mianmian concluded with certainty that Jing Chu was not only difficult to deal with before, but is still very difficult to deal with now.

Deng Manling understood the truth of the matter, and felt that Yang Mianmian was right, chasing a man who was much older than herself would be more difficult.

Tong Xin persisted in her questioning, and then Yang Mianmian didn't intend to hide the truth, so she told the truth that Tong Xin also met Jing Chu that day, and in his impression he was a handsome man who dared not speak up at all. In short, the aura is too strong 〒▽〒

My friend is really a dick, are you actually in love with such a man?How to hold it!

After killing time at KFC, everyone was thinking about where to go. Deng Manling said that she wanted to find her uncle: "My uncle is my mother's youngest brother. He opened an antique shop in Antique Street. I heard that betting on stones is very popular now. We Go and see the excitement."

Tong Xin became excited all of a sudden: "Gambling stones, it's the kind in the novel! Emperor green?!"

"...that one is very expensive, very expensive, very rare." Deng Manling emphasized twice, "It's all a lie, ten bets, nine losses, especially stone betting."

If she said so, she couldn't hold back Tong Xin who had read a lot of novels. She agreed with both hands and feet, and she must read it.

Yang Mianmian had no objection.

Antique Street is not far away, just a few subway stops away. The streets are full of antique buildings, like BJ's Panjiayuan, which is very lively.

As soon as Tong Xin saw the stalls on the road, she couldn't walk: "Do you think there will be some leaks..."

"My brother-in-law said that there are no leaks in the stalls, so don't look at it..." Deng Manling stood beside Yang Mianmian under a parasol, her tone weak.

Yang Mianmian couldn't stand the heat anymore, she grabbed Tong Xin's arm and said, "There's really no one here, let's go."

The stall owner was dissatisfied: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."

Yang Mianmian: "..." Do you think she is stupid?All the bowls, pottery, inkstones, and pendants here all say "I am an antique, I am an antique", and you can tell it is fake at a glance.

Only fake antiques that are made to be fake in the first place will feel that they are antiques. A real antique is just an ordinary object from the beginning.

A vase will say that it is a vase, and a bowl will say that it is a bowl.

Whoever calls himself an antique is as weird as a living person calling himself a mummy.

When, of course, it is not ruled out that there may be such neuropathy.

(End of this chapter)