The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 32
When Ji Qian was in a drowsy sleep, she heard a knock on the door.

At noon, she and Xiaolou rummaged through boxes and cabinets, and in the end they only found the few snacks they bought in the supermarket yesterday evening, and ate them whole to get by.

In the morning, she just tidied and cleaned the living room roughly. The hardest-hit areas like the balcony, as well as the kitchen and bedroom hadn't had time to tidy up yet. It happened that the small building was there, and the two simply rolled up their sleeves to work.

After everything was almost done, it was time for lunch again in the blink of an eye.

The two of them had been exhausted for a day, and their stomachs were already ringing with thunder.

The takeaway stopped, and there was no food at home, so Xiaolou had to go downstairs to find something to eat nearby, to see if he could find a small supermarket or a small restaurant that was open. Getting some supplies is like binge drinking yogurt at home.

Xiaolou went out, and Ji Qian was alone in the room. She didn't sleep well last night, and she didn't take a nap today, so she just closed the door with her arms around the newly changed quilt to catch up on sleep.

Maybe she was too tired, but she fell asleep right away.

I don't know how long I slept, and I was in a daze when I vaguely heard a knock on the door.

dong dong dong!dong dong dong!
Again and again, very rhythmic, knocking people upset.

She sat up abruptly, scratched her head irritably, her face was livid, her eyes were fixed on the quilt, as if she was about to eat people, and she was enveloped in a gloomy atmosphere.

Boom boom boom!
The knock on the door kept ringing as if challenging her limit.

Ji Qian took a deep breath, closed her eyes, frowned, gritted her teeth, and then let out an extremely high-pitched and sharp roar.

"Lou Xiaotian!"

With this roar, the sound waves were so powerful that it was almost doubtful that the ceiling could be lifted by her, which fully demonstrated her displeasure and anger at the moment.

"This damn building, I forgot the password again!"

She lifted the quilt, read angrily while wearing her slippers, opened the bedroom door aggressively and walked towards the living room, as if she was going to eat Xiaolou alive.

But when she was approaching the door, she couldn't help but pause.

"Wang Wang, Wang Wang!"

How did she hear the dog barking?

Immediately afterwards, the barking of the dog became continuous and rapid, as if it was right outside the door.

Her eyes lit up, it was Mao Mao, could it be that man?
In an instant, the gloomy aura on his body was swept away.

She walked to the door in three steps and two steps, shouted Maomao, and immediately received a warm response from outside the door. She immediately confirmed her guess and opened the door directly.

Sure enough, it was really him!
"You're back!" She couldn't help being a little happy.

At the door, the man held the back of Maomao's neck with his big hands, and Maomao kicked his limbs and legs, looking very dissatisfied and struggling hard.

Looking at the man's cold face, she suddenly realized something, and suddenly wanted to bite her tongue and kill herself.

Yaoshou, why does this sentence sound so ambiguous, as if the wife is yearning for her husband who has not returned home for a long time.

The point is, they really don't know each other very well.

Sure enough, she had acted too much, and she was shaking with goosebumps. She only hoped that Song Zhen didn't want to get distracted.

Looking up, Song Zhen's face was full of beards, and he couldn't see his expression clearly at all. The ghost knows what he was thinking at that minute.

However, the two stood facing each other, and he was really tall in comparison.

She is already considered tall among girls, with a net height of 168cm. After all, she is an actress. If she is too short, she will be subject to many restrictions.But Song Zhen was still half a head taller than her, about 1.8 meters tall.

Although this distance is not the cutest height difference, it is the happiest height difference!Because—kissing and hugging are effortless.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little hot, what the hell!Sure enough, I watched too much entertainment and gossip, and I was thinking about these all day long!

Seeing her lowering her head, Song Zhen felt a little strange. He could just see the top of her head from this angle.

He took it for granted that she was watching the dog, and he knew that even when she said "You're back", she was actually saying it to the dog.

Stretching out his hand, he brought the dog directly to her.

"Give."

His voice is deep and magnetic, just like a human being, giving people a sense of calmness and mystery.

"Wang Wang!"

Mao Mao struggled.

Only then did Ji Qian come back to her senses, she let out an oh, and hurriedly caught Maomao.Mao Mao thumped into her arms, and then began to growl at Song Zhen, baring his teeth.

What is a dog relying on people's power? It's just a matter of touch.

Who knew that Song Zhen's eyes were as cold as a knife, and Mao Mao whimpered twice, and then she was scared...

Ji Qian was dumbfounded, and when she looked up again, she realized that the man had already walked away.

She hurriedly chased after Mao Mao, "That—"

The rest of the words were all stuck in her throat, as if she had been struck by lightning, her eyes widened, and she looked at Song Zhen in disbelief.

Originally, she wanted to ask about the progress of the case, but when she saw the chaotic scene in his home as if it had encountered a world war, Ji Qian was stunned.

It's all - Maomao's doing?
She lowered her head, her first reaction was to look at the culprit in her arms!
Song Zhen watched her lower her head, and remembered that when the two of them were standing very close to her door just now, there were actually two small, bluish-white spinners above her head.

The old man once said that people with two Xuan'er are very stubborn, but this girl... seems to be a little persistent.

Is the case so attractive to her?Just because dogs are involved?

Song Zhen never imagined that half of Ji Qian's reason was because she was curious about him and called him.

Just thinking of the dog, he couldn't help but frown. The earth-shaking situation in the room must have something to do with the dog in her arms.

Only haha ​​was at home before, and the house has never seen such a mess.Thinking of just unlocking and entering the house, I saw the toilet paper that was bitten and torn everywhere, the cotton wool that was torn out from the pillow, and the chewed leather shoes piled up under the dining table, and the wrinkles on the sofa...

The air-conditioning on his body is getting heavier and heavier, and the typhoon is passing by, which is not as exciting as the current situation.

"That..." Ji Qian thought about it and said, the temperature of Mao Mao in her arms was hot, just like her face with a fever, Nima, what's the matter!

She even had the urge to throw Mao Mao out, but there was no way, her dog brother, where could I throw it?Besides, it's useless to throw it away, so let's quickly find a way to remedy it.

"I'm really sorry, I'm sorry!" She apologized hastily, and then took a step forward, "How about I clean it up for you!"

"No need." Song Zhen stretched out his hand, just in time to block her.

His icy words had no warmth, and were even enough to freeze one's blood. In an instant, the color of Ji Qian's face changed several times, and she couldn't help it.

It seemed to be back to the scene in the parking lot, where she pointed to the car glass and asked how to compensate, his indifferent "no" and the indifference of driving out with a kick of gas.

But this time, she never stomped and scolded anyone again, because she was the one who helped last time, but this time, it was obviously her own that caused the trouble.

The evidence is conclusive and cannot be quibbled!

"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it, really!" Then she suddenly thought of something, and pushed Maomao forward, "How about I give it to you and let you do what you want!"

(End of this chapter)