The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 4 Hello, Uncle

The man's eyes were deep and gloomy, and the moment he met Ji Qian, she felt a feeling of fear as if she was facing Yuan Yuan, but when she looked at it again, she was nothing more than an ordinary, sloppy uncle.

"That uncle, oh no, hello brother, I..."

boom!
With a bang, the safety fire door she was pulling slammed without warning and closed tightly.

Standing behind the door, looking at the door that was about to hit the closed nose, feeling the pain of being suddenly pulled on her wrist, she couldn't help hissing.

She didn't use too much force when she pulled the door, she never expected that the windows in the corridor would be blown open, and the strong wind suddenly rushed in, she was too caught off guard.

"Wow woof! woof woof!" Mao Mao, who was extremely disturbed, also began to cry out in fear.In the face of natural disasters, they all seem too small.

Pushing open the door is a safe haven, but Ji Qian suddenly hesitated.

She blurted out just now that she was an uncle, and she didn't know if that person heard it...

Covering her face, she was really frightened, so she couldn't even deal with ordinary strangers anymore?What should I do if I offend someone by calling him uncle?In this world, you can't be too honest!

what to do?Do you want to go there?
But she was not a tangled person in the first place, her nose was wrinkled together, and the lines of "unhappy" were folded on the bridge of her beautiful nose, but her body was still very honest and she squeezed in through the crack of the opened door, and then poked her head out to hold her. The corner of his lips smiled and said: "Hey, that... hello, can I take shelter from the wind here? It's really..."

The door slammed shut again, interrupting her again, but somehow shutting her down in the stairwell—safety without the wind.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, and moved his eyes from the book to her face again, looking directly at her calmly.

Just when Ji Qian was in doubt, she heard the man say, "Sit down."

The man casually took a folding stool from under the table and put it on the other side of the table.

Ji Qian was a little surprised, surprised by the calmness and calmness of the man, did he prepare this stool in advance?or redundant?Moreover, the man's powerful aura even gave her the illusion that this is not a public stairwell, but the hall of a man's home, and the area under her feet is the man's territory.

"Thank you!" She nodded in gratitude.

Now the man suddenly asked her to sit, which made her feel as if she was a guest and flattered.

As soon as I sat down, the air became quiet. Facing an unfamiliar neighbor, in such a ghostly weather, someone else was reading a book, how embarrassing it would be.

In order not to make herself look so embarrassed, she began to secretly look at this magical world transformed by a man like a child who was invited into the office of the teaching office.

There are even tents and sleeping bags!Although it wasn't opened, it didn't prevent her from recognizing it.There is a bulging backpack next to the sleeping bag, and I don’t know how many good things there are in it. There is also a power bank on the table. Thinking of the mobile phone that is out of power and strikes in the palm of my hand, this comparison makes life infinitely bleak ...

Feeling emotional in her heart, something suddenly touched her feet, and she immediately shrank back, only then did she see that it turned out to be the little erha.

At this moment, the two front paws of the little cute creature were lying on her smooth calf, and the two watery eyes looked at her curiously.Or, looking at Mao Mao in her arms.

Mao Mao, with a sensitive nose, had already discovered the existence of Little Erha, and immediately wriggled restlessly, eager to jump out of Ji Qian's arms.

However, it was wrapped in a towel and held tightly by Ji Qian, so there was no way it could break free.

"Be honest with me, you're drenched, wait until you dry it off." Ji Qian slapped it's body like a silkworm baby, and then stretched out her hand amidst its sad eyes and sobbing and resisting voice, He tentatively rubbed Xiao Erha's head.

"Hello, what's your name?"

The little Erha licked her hand with his warm and soft tongue, and then rubbed against her. His eyes were dark with blue light, and he looked so cute.

"Woooo..."

It made a sound, and the sound was soft and cute.

Hearing the cry, Maomao couldn't help but respond, Ji Qian hurriedly pressed its head, then smiled and said to Xiao Erha: "You play first, sister wiped it clean for brother, please let him play with you ?”

Little Erha looked at Ji Qian with wide eyes, saw that she was just smiling but didn't reach out to hug it, couldn't help but whimpered, and simply lowered her head to play with the slippers on Ji Qian's feet.

Ji Qian couldn't help being a little amused, Mao Mao in her arms struggled, she followed the little Erha, stretched out her hand to pull the towel, wrapped it around Mao Mao's little head, and rubbed it gently.

The little thing wrapped in the towel immediately stopped barking, stretched its head comfortably against the towel, stretched its neck long, and looked comfortable waiting for its hair to be smoothed, and its little butt could not stop writhing happily stand up.

The air was suddenly quiet, and Song Zhen couldn't help but look up at the woman sitting opposite him.

In the flickering candlelight, the woman lowered her head, her black hair smoothed behind her ears, revealing a fair face and a beautiful and slender neck. The warm yellowish candlelight cast a light orange color on her face, With the gentle rubbing of the fingers, the gentleness pouring down from the eyes and the light smile on the lips are extraordinarily warm and charming...

Song Zhen couldn't help being a little distracted, a similar picture appeared in his mind, the bluffing little girl turned into a big girl in the blink of an eye, hugging the little Erha, gently wiping the water on her body, suddenly, the picture switched , a bloody spread!
His pupils constricted suddenly, his face became tense and cold, and his whole body burst out with a coldness and coldness that should not be entered by strangers.

"Woooo..." The little Erha, who was lying at Ji Qian's feet, seemed to sense the danger, and immediately rolled over and sat up, hiding behind Ji Qian's calf, staring at Song Zhen's direction with grinning teeth, groaning in his mouth. yelled.

Mao Mao in his arms was also motionless, as if he was wary of something.

Ji Qian was confused by the movement of these two guys, she couldn't help turning her head to look at the man opposite. The man's face was frosty, expressionless, and looked a little scary.

"What's the matter with you?" she asked boldly.

The man glanced at her, that glance was so deep and complicated that Ji Qian couldn't help trembling in her heart, just when she felt that she was about to be unable to bear the air-conditioning whizzing out, the man suddenly stood up and turned to the place that had already been set up. next to the tent.

He's not going to get a mace or a knife or something, is he?
kill?Dismember?

Not all TV dramas are played like this. The murder in the stairwell has no witnesses, no surveillance, no electricity, and even a typhoon to help the tyrant. It is simply a perfect murder scene without leaving any traces!

She has such thick nerves, she dared to share a room with a mysterious and cold man in this bad typhoon weather, oh no, they shared the same stairwell!

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel her scalp go numb... No way?

Reminiscent of the bloody heart before, she became even more frightened, her feet seemed to be fixed by something, her body was stiff, and only two eyes were left to stare at the man's back without blinking.

　I'm a chatterbox, welcome to flirt~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)