Gao Leng Mingfu: Have a baby with you

Chapter 167 You are not an excuse
"I understand, but, can we try our best to make it less bloody and violent?" He rubbed his stomach, thinking that Jing Rong would do what he had decided at the beginning, and he was obsessed with it. Always beyond my imagination.

"I don't use you as an excuse, but as my goal."

"I know."

I nodded. Jing Rong has great power. He never thought about becoming a fairy, a Buddha, a demon or a demon, but he wanted to become a human being to accompany us. This idea has not changed.In the past, he was always indifferent, as if he had no other pursuits except this.But recently, as long as this topic is mentioned, his whole body is radiant, which shows that he is looking forward to it.

"It's over, I forgot one thing. I can't tell when my due date is?" Because he grew a little too fast in the middle, so what could have been calculated is now a mystery.

Jing Rong said: "Don't worry, you will feel it then."

"Will there be?" I don't feel anything?
Jing Rong comforted me and said, "Yes."

Even my uncle couldn't bear to disturb such a warm moment.Suddenly someone knocked on the door outside, and the sound was very loud.

The uncle stood up and said, "Something is wrong, I'll go and open the door."

I nodded, but I also felt that it was wrong and said: "Uncle, don't go, if it is really looking for Jiang Qiyuan, you can't be implicated and lose your job."

"I'm not afraid, I'll be a medium at most..." He twitched the corner of his mouth when he said this.

"Jing Rong, take uncle out, I can handle it." First, he picked up the binoculars and looked at the door. Well, it's really the police, but they didn't even pull the siren, what does that mean.

"Is it the police?" Uncle said: "It shouldn't be so fast. It seems that they have been monitoring Jiang Qiyuan, and they must be very tight, so Xiaomeng, you will probably be implicated and suffer some crimes."

"It's okay, it's okay, you go first, Jing Rong will send him away."

"Xiaomeng..." Uncle wanted to say something, but was carried away by Jing Rong with a wave of his sleeves.

I think his heart must be broken. As for Jiang Qiyuan, he can't move away. I don't want him to know about me for the time being.

I went out and opened the door, and then all the searchlights shone on me.I lightly blocked it with my hands, and watched them rush into the yard and then into the room. I was so shaken that I didn't even see what documents a policeman sent to me.

"Excuse me, miss, what is your relationship with the Jiang family?"

"It's okay, can you turn off the lights, I can't open my eyes."

"Miss, please tell me the truth, otherwise, please go to the police station."

I think their attitude this time is much worse than before, and they seem to have interrogated me as a prisoner.Especially watching Jiang Qiyuan being pulled out by them, then pressed hard on the ground, and pointing a gun at his head.Is this a bandit or a policeman? I immediately got angry and said, "What are you doing? We didn't commit a crime. Why do we arrest people and shine lights on other people's homes when we come in?"

"It seems that we are not cooperating, so I'm sorry." One of the policemen even took out a pair of handcuffs to handcuff me. If there is no crime, I am at best a suspect, and you cannot handcuff me away."

But they thought my actions were resisting arrest, and two of them rushed up to forcefully handcuff me.At this moment, I don't know how Jing Rong did it, the searchlights on the opposite side were all exploded by his ghostly aura, the scene was like a Hollywood blockbuster, everyone squatted down.Some even said humanely: "We are under attack, please come to respond, please come to respond."

I was the only one who stood still, rubbed my eyes calmly, and said, "You guys are too excited, it's just that the searchlight is broken. I can go with you, but I'm not a prisoner."

Without the searchlight, I could finally look directly at the man in front of me.He was tall and tall, about 30 years old.His eyes were cold, and he looked more serious than his uncle, even a little unkind.I just looked straight at him like this, then glared at him and walked towards the police car.

Jiang Qiyuan was also pulled in, and he sat across from me and said, "I'm sorry for hurting you."

"It's okay, I'm used to it." He smiled slightly, and then pressed his hand on his forehead. What kind of tone is this? Hey, how can you get used to it when you are caught?I am usually invited to assist in the investigation, how come I was made to look like a murderer this time?
"By the way, why are you arresting me?" I didn't understand. Even if something happened to Jiang's family, there was no need to check everything related to Jiang's family. What exactly did they want to investigate?
"I don't know about that..."

"Speaking is not allowed." The policeman holding a charge looked at us seriously, but I stared at us with blank eyes.

"Women should be reserved."

I took a look at Jing Rong, when is it necessary for me to maintain my image?
But look at others, I have become a ghost, the only one I can see is still very elegant, even the movement of getting on the car is so beautiful.I have to learn about husband and wife.Isn't it the style of aristocrats, learn more and you will be able to?
In fact, I think there is a reason for the relationship between husband and wife. If you have been with someone for a long time, even if the original appearance is not the same, you will naturally learn his movements, subtly changing the other person and changing yourself.I myself feel that I am tall and have many sons, such as walking with my chest up and my head up, and my demeanor is as elegant as Jingrong.Recently, even the tone of voice is somewhat similar.There are also sneers, slight lip smacks, etc. I have learned these professional skills quite well.

In fact, I didn't deliberately study, so I learned slowly.

Even I don't know what's going on.

As for Jing Rong, she also learned some of my habits.

For example, watching TV, such as listening to music.I also like to play some symphonies. I often feel dizzy after listening to them.

If it weren't for so many things that happened, he was studying it some time ago, playing music during sex, I don't know how he thought of it.

I remember acting in some TV series, some perverted, murderous, and I like to come to this set when I have sex.Unexpectedly, my husband also had such a need. I was quite scared at the time. If he came to a live version of a TV series or something, it would be embarrassing.

Unknowingly, my mind wandered, and I still watched my husband's mind wandering.When I woke up, I saw Jing Rong's appearance that I was having a headache, so I couldn't help laughing embarrassedly.

I've probably never seen such a big-hearted person like me, so the 30-year-old policeman who arrested me frowned and said, "Get out of the car."

Are you getting off now?I nodded, and walked down a bit embarrassed.But at this moment, a figure appeared in front of me, he was taken aback when he saw me, and said, "Xiao Meng?"

I looked at him and was stunned for a moment, and said, "Brother-in-law? No, Zhang Yue?" It was really easy to say, thinking of my senior sister and their relationship, I just said brother-in-law.

"You guys know each other?" the very serious policeman asked while looking at us.

"Is she Xiaoxin's junior?"

Zhang Yue blushed and said.

"Xiaoxin..."

I saw that the serious police uncle seemed to know Zhang Yue, and said with a straight face: "What are you doing here, you have nothing to go home."

"Mom is too worried, let me take a look." After Zhang Yue finished speaking, he seemed to want to inquire about my affairs, but the serious policeman said: "Don't say anything, go home. Tomorrow the work is finished, I will go back go home."

Zhang Yue nodded, then looked at me and left.

"Take good care of senior sister, and don't forget to notify me when you get married."

"Well, the second day of next month."

Zhang Yue said excitedly.

"I see." On the second day of next month, time seems to be tight.

"Let's go!" said the serious policeman, and I was taken into the police station.

This interrogation seemed to be very formal. There were three policemen sitting across from me. One was a serious policeman who had just brought me in, the other was a female policeman who had interrogated me before, and the third was a little older. No matter how you look at them, they are not simple characters.

I think the incident should be very important, but are these people too much like headless chickens.

(End of this chapter)