The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 71 Hug!Iron tree blooming? (three more)
Song Zhen's hands tightened tightly, and her eyes were tightly locked on Ji Qian.

He admitted that he had suddenly softened his heart.

Facing the victims, he had many ways to get them to say what he wanted, but those methods seemed so cruel at the moment.

Maybe it's because her trust is too pure, maybe her eyes are too dark and too bright, or it's just because this person is Ji Qian.

Locked by his deep eyes, Ji Qian's heart suddenly beat rapidly, uncontrollably.

He raised his hand, motioning for her to hold on to the blanket herself so it wouldn't fall.

Who knows-

Ji Qian's hand suddenly stretched out from the blanket, but she didn't take the corner of the blanket he was holding, but stretched straight forward and hugged his waist tightly.

"Can I, hug you?" She bumped her head on his shoulder and asked.

Song Zhen was a little caught off guard by her sudden embrace. If she hadn't kept his feet steady, he might have been bumped back by her like that.

His hands grabbed the blanket, under which Ji Qian's slender body was wrapped.

The lights in the car were turned on and cast on the two of them, with a hint of warm yellow, and fluffy fringes on their sides.

Looking from a distance, the two seem to be one, and even the shadows on the ground fit closely together, elongated under the slanting light, with a certain degree of slenderness, which looks extremely pleasing to the eye.

She had already taken action, but she was still asking him if she could hug him, Song Zhen suddenly didn't know how to answer.

Likewise, his heart skipped a beat.

Because of the tightness and anxiety of her hug, and also because of the fragility and determination in her tone.

Several very contradictory feelings, even impossible to appear at the same time, happened to Ji Qian at the same time at this moment. He suddenly found that for the first time, he could not accurately analyze a person's behavior and feelings.

But he knew clearly that he was not disgusted, and even wanted to reach out and hug her as well.

Because at that moment, Song Zhen felt that he should be grateful to Ji Qian.

"If it wasn't for you, maybe I would have been running away." He reached out and hugged her gently, and then said, "Thank you."

thanks?

Ji Qian's body froze for a moment, and all her courage disappeared without a trace.

Because she could hear gratitude and happiness from Song Zhen's tone, but she didn't hear any ambiguity or joy.

Although she didn't know what he meant by what he said, she knew clearly that this was not what she wanted.

She broke away from the hug she had initiated first, then pulled the blanket from his hand, and wrapped herself tightly, as if she could wrap her humble and secret thoughts in that way.

"I have to go, don't worry, haha ​​I will take care of it." She lowered her head, her eyes fixed on her instep.

In the high-heeled shoes, the instep of the white instep had a few blue veins bulging out due to the involuntary force of the toes, and it looked so thin that it made people feel distressed.

She lowered her head, and Song Zhen could only see the top of her black head and the two bluish-white spinners on it.

He couldn't figure out Ji Qian's mind, but he knew keenly that she didn't want to stay with him at the moment, because the avoidance of her lowered eyes fully proved this point.

Song Zhen didn't want to force her anymore, so he took out his pen, grabbed her hand, and began to draw on her arm.

"This is my number, if you need anything, please call me."

"Sister Qianqian!" A clear and crisp male voice suddenly sounded, and Ji Qian shrank back in fright.

Song Zhen also raised his head, just as he had finished the last stroke.

Ji Qian looked up and saw that Yan You had walked up to her, just separating her from Song Zhen, and then he turned sideways, looking at Song Zhen unkindly.

"Has the police officer finished asking? The car has arrived and we are leaving." He said coldly, with a somewhat arrogant tone, as if he was deliberately targeting Song Zhen.

Song Zhen frowned, this kid, like Ji Qian?

Like a person, body, speech, expression, any part will be exposed, in front of a professional like him, Yan You's little thoughts can't be hidden at all.

Obviously, he sees himself as a rival in love who poses a threat to him or something.

The confrontation between male creatures in the animal world cannot be more obvious.

Suddenly, it was as if a flash of lightning flashed through his head, and those vague emotions were clearly visible - Ji Qian, I like myself!

He was stunned and couldn't help looking at Ji Qian.

Unexpectedly, Ji Qian wrapped herself in a thin blanket, said "Let's go" towards Yan You, and left coldly, leaving only a hurried figure behind.

Does she like herself?
Song Zhen suddenly had mixed feelings, is it dark under the lamp?He was so dull.

At the same time, there was an answer to Ji Qian's stubborn concealment.

But no matter what, he never expected that Ji Qian would like him.

The sea breeze was blowing violently, and the smell of fishy and salty was pervasive. Song Zhen stared intently at the direction Ji Qian left, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Old Song, what do you think the iron tree looks like when it blooms?"

Qin Feng's joking voice suddenly rang in his ears, Song Zhen turned his head, and as expected, he saw Qin Feng's face full of interest like watching a play.

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