Beloved 99 times: arrogant police superintendent hard to deal

"..." hearing the speech, he Xizhe only felt a chill on his back. Suddenly, in his mind, what Gu Liancheng once said sounded.

"In her heart, the body is the first."

He took a complicated look at Qiao Jiang and wanted to say something. Finally, he just opened his mouth and couldn't spit a word for a long time.

Looking at his appearance, Qiao Jiang knew that he must have misunderstood, but she didn't want to explain.

And she also knew that the person in his heart was definitely her.

It's just that she can't appear as Wei Xue again.

After dinner, Qiao Jiang didn't stay much.

Because she knew him too well, she had to go first even if she didn't want to.

This man is suitable for Xu xutu.

"Mr. He, thank you for your hospitality. I'll treat you next time."

With that, before he Xizhe refused, she got up and left quickly without any hesitation.

He Xizhe sat in his seat and looked at Qiao Jiang's gone figure without saying a word. Gradually, he fell into his own memories and couldn't extricate himself.

She really won't come back?

……

When Qiao Jiang came back, he saw the man in the living room at a glance.

He had already bathed and was wearing a generous bathrobe with slightly wet hair.

His eyes, cold and emotionless, fell on the screen of the TV play, on which a news was playing.

The woman was invited to dinner by a familiar man, but was drugged by the man, brutally killed after invasion, and hid the body in an empty coffin in the cave in the scenic spot.

Qiao Jiang took his eyes back from the TV. "Have you eaten, uncle?"

It was an eternal silence to respond to her.

The man's eyes always stopped on TV and completely ignored her into the air, as if she didn't exist at all.

Looking at his uncle like appearance, Qiao Jiang snorted.

Just as he was about to go upstairs, his voice sounded behind him.

"I didn't eat."

As always, he spared words like gold and spit out a word as cold as ice.

At the bottom of his eyes was a quiet cold, with a cold breath of refusing people thousands of miles away.

Qiao Jiang looked at him inexplicably, "you have no appetite?"

Hearing the speech, Gu Liancheng's face sank again, and even the color of his eyes on TV sank.

Qiao Jiang walked up the stairs with one foot. It seemed that she thought of something. She turned over again.

She sat down beside Gu Liancheng. Her purplish lips slowly raised a flattering smile, "uncle?"

She looked up and saw his handsome face floating with a touch of cold. She gently approached him, "uncle, do you remember? That night?"

Qiao Jiang bit the words "that night" very hard, suggesting that the taste was particularly strong.

The man's eyes still didn't leave the TV, but the tip of his ears quietly flushed.

After a long time, he hummed a syllable slightly inaudible, "HMM."

Qiao Jiang Yixi: "you threw me a check and asked me to fill in the numbers. The matter was written off. Do you remember?"

"Ha ha." she smiled awkwardly. "I didn't think well at that time. I refused. Now, I want to fill it out again."

She looked at him expectantly with a shallow smile on her face.

Gu Liancheng's eyes slowly fell on her.

"Qiao Jiang." he calmly called her name.

"Mm-hmm." she nodded fiercely. This serious opening speech always felt like sixty-eight thousand.