The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 511 Gap, what do you mind? (eight more)
She used to feel extremely sad just by imagining it leaving, not to mention that it really happened now.

She hugged it and wept hysterically, as if returning to the time when she lost the rabbit and the border collie in her childhood.

"Wow—" This kind of indescribable sadness flooded her like a torrent, and her whole heart was tightened. At this moment, she seemed to be thinking a lot, but at the same time, she seemed to be thinking about nothing.

She cried when Xiao Bai died, she was sad when Qiao Xia died, and now even Mao Mao died...

Ji Qian was suddenly full of hatred for death, it would forcibly take many things away from her and make her so painful.

At the same time, she felt very scared, and her divergent thinking made her afraid. What would she do if one day her parents, brother, Song Zhen, and Haha, as well as other people and animals she cared about died?
She seemed unable to do anything but cry helplessly, shedding the most useless tears.

Just as she was crying uncontrollably, a pair of powerful big hands suddenly grabbed her thin shoulders.

A familiar smell hit her nostrils, she was a little stunned, then raised her head back, tears slipped quickly from her lower eyelashes as she turned her head, wiped her face and fell to the ground.

She looked at Song Zhen who appeared in front of her in astonishment, and was shocked that he would suddenly appear here, but when his rough fingers slid across her delicate face, she finally couldn't help her emotions, and then grabbed Passed his hand and bit down hard.

This mouthful was deep and ruthless enough.

She is like a child who can't find an outlet, and she can only express her pain in this way, and vent the surging emotions in her limbs.

Song Zhen suffered from the pain, but he didn't avoid it. Bu Zida and others who were watching by him felt the pain for him.

After a long time, Ji Qian's mouth was numb before she let him go and said viciously, "Song Zhen, I hate you!"

Song Zhen didn't say anything, but stretched out the painful hand bitten by her and hugged her into his arms.

"I hate you! I hate you!" She reached out and beat his chest.

Song Zhen let her vent, but hugged her silently.

Ji Qian was fed up with his silence, but she couldn't break free from this fiery embrace, she found herself damn greedy and longing for this embrace.

Finally, helplessly and contradictoryly, she grabbed the clothes on his body and buried herself in his shoulders.

"Song Zhen, Mao Mao is dead, Mao Mao is dead!" She yelled louder than each other, as if she wanted to tell him, or as if she wanted to tell herself, forcing herself to admit the fact, "Song Zhen, it's dead !"

Song Zhen's heart ached unparalleled. He looked at her raised head, the expression on that face was helpless and fragile, like snowflakes swept by a strong wind, which would melt and disappear if you didn't pay attention.

"I know, I know everything." He held her face in his hands and looked at her sadly.

Her face was covered with tears, her face was covered with tears, and her big eyes were full of sadness, which lost the color of the past and turned into ashes.

"Song Zhen, Mao Mao is dead, it is dead..." She seemed to be the only one to say.

At that moment Song Zhen really realized what Maomao meant to Ji Qian.

She is a very affectionate girl, and from her relationship with Mao Mao, she has never regarded Mao Mao as a dog. In her heart, Mao Mao is her family, her partner, and an important part of her life.

His tone also became very sad, and he solemnly responded to her, "Yes, it's gone."

Ji Qian frowned all of a sudden, she opened her mouth in pain, feeling her chest had been hollowed out, then she closed her eyes, and tears fell instantly.

Afterwards, she buried herself firmly in Song Zhen's arms.

Looking at the two bluish white hairs on top of her head and listening to her crying, Song Zhen couldn't do anything but hug her tightly. He could only increase the strength of his arms around her so that she could feel his tenderness. by your side.

Then, he couldn't help but kissed the top of her head.

Who knew this kiss, Ji Qian, who was crying, seemed to be pressed by someone to press the pause button, and then she stopped making a sound, and after a while, she slowly raised her head.

She raised her head and broke away from his embrace slowly, but resolutely, and then looked at him with red eyes.

That look was a little strange.

And she was still holding the scorched black Mao Mao tightly in her hands, with a sad expression on her face.

Song Zhen couldn't help thinking of the dream just now. In the dream, Ji Qian stared at him with complicated and cold eyes, and then left resolutely, without listening to his explanation or giving him any chance.

"Jissy?" He didn't understand why she suddenly pushed him away, but guilt flashed in his eyes.

After he fell into a coma, he was sent directly to the hospital. After waking up from a nightmare, he heard Ji Qian came and immediately wanted to see her. Although he felt tormented and uncomfortable because of the forced kiss by Fu Qiuyi, he didn't know about it. It has already been posted on the Internet, and I don't know how much harm this incident has caused Ji Qian.

Similarly, Xiao Cui, the police officer guarding him, is an honest man. When he was guarding Song Zhen, his head was full of the dangerous scenes of today, and he would not even think about browsing the webpage, so he did not grasp the information in time to tell Song Zhen , causing Song Zhen to be confused now.

Ji Qian accurately captured the guilt that flashed in Song Zhen's eyes. She wanted to hear Song Zhen take the initiative to tell her the truth, but who knew that after looking at him for a long time, he didn't explain anything. At that moment, she was actually disappointed .

Mao Mao left, the man in front of her was entangled with other women, Ji Qian didn't know how to face it, she just instinctively resisted him kissing her, because his mouth was kissed by other women!
What she really longed for was a hug and a kiss, but when she thought of what happened between this man and Fu Qiuyi, she couldn't let it go.

She could ask him in person, but at this moment he really woke up, while resisting his contact, she didn't dare to ask him, she didn't dare to ask him what was going on, because she was afraid of asking what she didn't want to hear that kind of result.

Afraid that Song Zhen really has feelings for Fu Qiuyi, afraid that he is only close to him because of his stalking, and afraid that he really doesn't know him that well...

However, she couldn't really turn around and leave as coolly as she thought, she was a complete coward.

In the end, neither of them broke.

Song Zhen didn't know how to speak, and there were outsiders here, and it involved the confidential information that Fu Qiuyi was the murderer of the murder case; Ji Qian was cowardly and dared not speak.

This incident became a thorn in the hearts of two people at the same time.

In the end, Ji Qian struggled to stand up holding Mao Mao's body, but her feet were injured, so she was not stable when she stood up.

Song Zhen supported her, but she shrank her hands, and then called Xiaolou.

Now, Song Zhen was fully aware that Ji Qian was rejecting his touch.

As a psychologist, if it was just a guess before, then Ji Qian's little action now undoubtedly proved his psychological guess.

"Jissie!" He stopped her and grabbed her hand at the same time.

Ji Qian looked back at him, and then heard him ask, "Do you have any questions for me?"

Ji Qian was slightly startled, staring at him closely, her brows moved slightly, as if she had a thousand words to say.

The man's gaze was as deep as the sea and obscure, and Ji Qian found that she never seemed to see the scenery in his eyes clearly, she could only see the rampant self through his eyes.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered the news she had read on the road, saying that she had been biting him tightly, that she was chasing after him, that he was just irresistible as a man, and so on.

In fact, the reporter did not make a mistake. It is true that she has been chasing after him all the time. She has always said that she likes him. He is always so deep and reserved. Wouldn't it be just because a man is not good at refusing, and then half push and half give in?

She suddenly became insecure about their relationship.

After a while, she shook her head.

Song Zhen's eyes dimmed at that moment.

But just when Ji Qian wanted to turn her head and continue walking, Song Zhen still held her hand and did not let go.

Ji Qian wanted to move, but he held her tightly.

Then, she heard him say in a low voice, "But I have a question for you."

Ji Qian's eyebrows twitched slightly, suddenly a little scared.

Song Zhen's expression, as well as his scrutinizing eyes, seemed to be able to look directly at the fear and anxiety hidden in her heart.

"What do you mind?"

she heard him ask.

　Not anymore, love you guys!Blow kisses!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)