"Asshole." Ma Fengchun gritted his teeth and scolded, but he didn't scold too loudly. He just looked at Ye Qing bitterly, and then left angrily.

Compared with Ma Fengchun, Ye Qing goes to a corner, takes out a cigarette from his pocket and lights it easily. This has almost become a habit of Ye Qing. As long as Ye Qing solves something, he will definitely smoke. Although he also knows that smoking is bad for his health, the moment when the cigarette enters his lungs is really comfortable and enjoyable for Ye Qing. After smoking for more than five years, Ye Qing can't quit.

Lighting a Chinese cigarette, Ye Qing slowly inhales the smoke into her lungs. After a long time, a smoke ring slowly spits out. Ye Qing comfortably closes her eyes and smiles on her face.

"I remember the first time I smoked, it was also for xuan'er." Ye Qing's thoughts, with the smoke ring, back to the past.

Promise, the promise 15 years ago, Ye Qing's eyes, once again emerged the girl who always hid behind her, the girl who wanted to protect her.

However, the promise has become a bubble, hope has become despair, xuan'er did not come, Ye Qing's heart is dead, but the heart is dead, but still pain.

At this time, Ye Qing's heart is very painful.

Ye Qing's eyes reveal sadness. Under the lingering smoke, Ye Qing's whole temperament becomes extremely melancholy.

"How handsome." At this moment, a nurse in the distance just saw Ye Qing in this state, her heart suddenly like a deer bumping, covering her mouth, can't help feeling.

But she's OK. She doesn't rush to hold Ye Qing, and in real life, she doesn't have such a woman. Ye Qing is really handsome. She is so handsome that she can kill almost 80% of the women, but there is another kind of woman who is the one who is walking towards Ye Qing.

A straight police uniform, full of healthy professional clothes, but this can not block her graceful figure, and occupation also determines her height, height of 1.76 meters, she is even half a head shorter than Ye Qing. Such a figure and figure, completely comparable to the world's top models, along the way, many men have begun to keep turning back.

Ye Qing, angry and smiling, said, "why don't I dare to talk back? Don't I have freedom of speech? You think that if you put on this clothes, you are heaven, and you can trample on the dignity of others at will. As a law enforcer, you don't even have the most basic quality. What else do you talk about law enforcement? "