The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 142 You Will Misunderstand Me Like This

"I have to leave first!" Ji Qian got up quickly, pretending that she didn't hear Song Zhen's question.

Who knew, Song Zhen actually grabbed her!

There is a warm and rough touch from the wrist, as well as the force of confinement.

She turned around in astonishment, and then saw Song Zhen standing up.

His figure was so tall, even though she was considered tall, she still looked petite in front of him.

He just stood in front of him, as if he could completely cover himself.

The distance between the two was extremely close, which made Ji Qian feel extremely nervous.

In particular, the part of the wrist that was being held seemed to be scorched by fire, which was astonishingly hot.

thump!thump!thump!
Her heart was beating wildly, as if it was going to rush out of her chest, and her breath was full of the aggressive breath of a man. Ji Qian felt that she would soon lose her ability to think.

Then, her head was extremely hypoxic, and she said something that didn't go through her brain.

"Song Zhen, you will make me misunderstand that you like me."

She just looked up at him like that, with a pair of big almond eyes looking straight at him, bright like a puppy.

Song Zhen realized her abruptness and immediately put down her hand.

The moment she lost her confinement, everything in Ji Qian's heart fell along with her.

Although her brain froze at the second of the question, she slowed down at this moment. She pulled the corners of her lips, smiled, and said casually, "I was just joking with you."

After she finished speaking, she immediately turned around and walked forward, because she knew that Song Zhen's eyes were very poisonous, and once he saw her, she couldn't hide any emotions.

Song Zhen didn't expect that she would continue to walk forward, but she didn't dare to drag her anymore, so she hurriedly stepped up to keep up.

"Jissie, you..."

"Me what?" Ji Qian turned her head and asked casually.

There was an inexplicable stubbornness in her eyes, and a bit of impatience. The conclusion that "she likes herself" flashed in Song Zhen's head, and he didn't know how to answer the question.

She was not joking just now.

It was obvious that her actions had disappointed and hurt her.

So, he could only ask instead: "How are you doing these days? For example, do you dream?"

Hearing this, Ji Qian stopped in her tracks. She bowed her head in silence for a moment, then turned her head and asked, "So, are you here for psychological counseling?"

The resistance in her eyes was so obvious that Song Zhen was taken aback.

Suddenly, a high wall of indifference was erected between the two of them, obviously they were still like friends just now.

But he wasn't going to lie, "Yes. If you don't call me, I have to ask you."

"Is such a blunt tone a psychologist would use?"

She is like a hedgehog with thorns erected, not allowing anyone to approach.

Song Zhen suddenly felt troublesome. He knew the crux of the matter, but he didn't know how to resolve it.

For the first time, he was a little helpless.

Who knew, Ji Qian actually took a step forward and approached him.

"Song Zhen, the reason you care about me so much is because I also like dogs, and my eyes are very similar to...your sister, right?"

Those almond eyes are right in front of your eyes, clear and penetrating, sharp and spirited, no lies and hypocrisy can be tolerated.

Song Zhen was stopped by the question.

Maybe it was at the beginning, because he still remembers the tenderness and care that she lowered her head to help Teddy wipe his wet fur on the night of the typhoon.

So, he nodded.

Ji Qian's heart seemed to be strangled by something for an instant.

At that moment, she didn't even know how to breathe normally.

It turned out that all the care and attention was just his empathy for his sister.

Even if he is kind to himself, he is also kind to his sister, and even this kindness feels like a steal.

This feeling is really uncomfortable!

She twitched the corners of her lips, but this time, she couldn't even pull out a smile.

For some reason, Song Zhen felt restless seeing her like this.

This kind of irritability filled his heart, making him a little panicked, and even a little uncomfortable.

He couldn't figure out the source of this emotion, but his body took a step ahead of his brain, and grabbed Ji Qian's wrist again.

The moment he held Ji Qian's wrist, even he himself was surprised, what was he doing?
Ji Qian was also surprised and looked up at him in astonishment.

In those eyes, there was doubt, displeasure, and a trace of hope.

Meeting her eyes, Song Zhen finally regained his sanity.

"Yes, but not all of them." He paused, then continued, "Although you are both kind and have the same clear eyes, you are you, pure is pure."

This is his true thought, there is no need to hide it.

Who knew, Ji Qian became even more depressed after hearing this.

She whispered: "Yes, that is your sister, an irreplaceable sister."

Obviously, she misunderstood, thinking that Song Zhen's "You are you, Chunchun is Chunchun" means that no one can replace Chunchun, even if she looks like her, it is only a fake.

"No, Ji Qian, what I want to say is that you are you." Song Zhen said again.

You are you, the irreplaceable you, the one and only you.

Ji Qian raised her head in astonishment, she didn't know if what she understood was what Song Zhen wanted to express, she was afraid that she would be sentimental.

(End of this chapter)