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Chapter 76 This man is so cruel to himself (3)
Apart from sighing bitterly, Uncle Jin had nothing to say, he pushed open the door and went in, leaving her to stand there alone, his eyes wandering around, locking the face that was in her heart at that moment.

Turn around, tears streaming down the rain.

It is the smartest way to go against the scale that cannot be grasped.

Cheng Chuying felt lost, her makeup was dilapidated, and the shadow of that person lingered in her mind, covering her eyes, and she didn't even notice the approaching footsteps.

"What a coincidence, becoming a prosecutor." The man's voice was capable.

Caught off guard, she woke up like a dream, drooping her eyelashes, retracting her eyes, then raising her eyes, her eyes were clear, her lips were smiling, and she replied with a light smile, "It's a coincidence."

She is not an actress, and when it comes to disguising, she is very familiar with it.The first lesson Zuo Cheng taught her was to hide the heart.

The man in front of him was dressed in a dark formal suit, with short hair neatly arranged, about fifty years old, with a gentle appearance, except for a pair of sharp and deep pupils, like an eagle at night.

The man was the supervisor of the Central Bureau and Cheng Chuying's immediate boss.

Qi Minghai, the fearsome Iron Bread Man.At this moment, chatting and laughing: "Visiting, my son." With a wide smile, he asked, "Where is Cheng the prosecutor? Visiting the sick too?"

The words are like greetings, with deep meaning in them.

Those who deal with politics, who can be less calculating.

Cheng Chuying smiled and shook her head: "No." With calm eyes, she replied without thinking, "I also took over the Zuo case in the Supervision Office. I know myself and the enemy. Just now I saw the people around Zuocheng."

The color of Qi Minghai's eyes changed, and he also smiled lightly, echoing in a seemingly insignificant way: "I said, why did I feel familiar with the people around the prosecutor just now?"

Sure enough, this old fox!
Zuo's family is probably a cleaner, and there are detailed records in the middle hall, and Uncle Jin is the first to bear the brunt.

Ginger is not only old and hot, but also people from the Zuo family are not bad.

Cheng Chuying nodded slightly: "Then I'll go back to the Supervision Office first, and I still have some materials to sort out."

"See you."

Turning around, the smile froze on her cheeks, her eyes looked deep, like a smile but not a smile.

If she denies it, Qi Minghai's next target will probably be her.

Rumor has it that Qi Minghai is ruthless, suspicious, and thoughtful...

The rumors were true, it was a fox with a dog's nose.

In the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, and during the hot and dull time, just the sleeping person on the extra large double bed seemed extremely comfortable.

The eyelashes were like a small brush, bouncing up and down a few times, pursing his lips, opening his eyes, frowning, scratching his messy hair, rubbing against the soft quilt, turning over lazily, his eyes opened and closed, A sleepy laziness.

Across a half-close distance, on the sofa, the man's long legs were draped casually, his fingers buckled the leather sofa once and for all, silently, staring at the bedside.

The person on the bed was very sleepy, but he didn't feel the strange movement in the air. This person probably belonged to a pig.

After a while, a certain woman on the bed stood up, blinked her eyes, frowned into Sichuan characters, patted her forehead, and cursed softly: "Damn, it really hurts."

The three characteristics of Guan Ai are that you don't touch a drop of alcohol, you get drunk when you drink alcohol, and you get confused after drunk.

This drunken woman, who slept until the sun was shining brightly, is not sober at the moment.

"Are you awake?" There was a long tail.

Suddenly came a quiet and sweet voice, not too fast or slow.

Guan Ai held a bird's nest on his head, bowed his head and couldn't find the north, south, east, west, and north. He didn't look up, and muttered hoarsely: "Who are you? If you touch the wrong room and go to the next door, the pillar of Lingjiang Radio Station is there."

This guy is probably not sober yet!

Look, how scary a person's subconscious is, this guy's subconscious is eager to sell his sister for glory.

The man on the sofa straightened his long legs, half leaning on the sofa, teasing: "I touched the wrong room? It seems that you haven't sobered up yet." His tone was mostly teasing.

Guan Ai was a little dazed, with one head and two big heads, and muttered: "Why does this voice sound familiar?" He frowned in a daze, raised his eyes, and was stunned for a moment, "Cheng Xinzhi?" His tone was uncertain and unstable.

The man sitting on the sofa with bent legs, short curly hair, deep eyes, and a slight smile on his lips, isn't it Cheng Xinzhi?
Could it be that the enemy's road is narrow?Guan Ai felt like stepping on a banana peel when he went out.I cursed in my heart: bad luck.I hit this guy's car last time, and I still have a red mark on my forehead.

However, thanks to this red mark, otherwise, Guan Ai, who was silent, dead drunk, and wearing a skirt and high heels, could really be mistaken for the real one.

The man on the sofa said leisurely: "Are you awake?"

Does the tone sound like a gunpowder smell after the fall?

Guan Ai blinked his big slanted eyes a few times, then opened them again, dumbfounded: "Oh my god, the world is messed up, why did you touch my room?"

It doesn't matter if you can't tell the difference between southeast and northwest, but you actually beat it back.

Cheng Xinzhi smiled, "Are you sure this is your room?"

Guan Ai's heart skipped a beat, but he replied without thinking, "Of course it's mine—" After taking a glance, before finishing a sentence, his eyeballs twitched, and he almost jumped off the bed, "Where is this?" ?”

A luxurious double bed, white tasseled curtains, a black leather sofa, a man on the sofa... This is definitely not her room, it's a crime scene!
Cheng Xinzhi shook his head, helplessly, and replied, "Hotel."

Hotel = location of crime!This equation immediately flashed in Guan Ai's mind, and his voice suddenly rose: "Hotel?" Reflexively lifted the quilt, covered his chest, with a look of astonishment on his face: "Why am I here? You, you, you What did you do to me?"

It's over, it's over, if the other party asks her to be responsible, she will lose a lot of money. She ate him, but she didn't taste the taste... A certain woman's abnormal thinking in her head.

Unlimited daydreams in a certain woman's mind, a pair of frightened eyes, red, like a duck that has been caught off the shelf.

Guan Ai, this guy, doesn't know what it means to cover up. What's on his mind is written in his eyes. Cheng Xinzhi was surprised, and smiled wryly: "It seems that I don't remember it at all." He got up, hooked his fingers, and put the clothes in the trash can. Bring it up, "What about this? Do you still know me?"

Someone in the single cell didn't turn the corner for a while, glanced at it for a while, and nodded like a garlic: "Yes, I saw it on the poster, isn't this your racing suit that bid more than six figures online? ?” Suddenly stopped the car, cleared his throat, and looked ferocious, “Don’t get too far, don’t try to fool me, what did you do to me?”

Guan Ai understands this truth deeply, and always keeps it in mind, always proving the theory into practice.

This guy looks like a scoundrel who has eaten the overlord's meal and still pushes his nose and eyes.

(End of this chapter)