Great Detective, Your Wife is Jealous Again!

In fact, after careful calculations, except for investigations, the number of times An Shijin and Chu Shian went out was still very small.

After waking up, Chu Shian was still a little gloomy and tired, and she was easily lost in a daze. She was wearing a simple white T-shirt and a beautiful denim jacket on the outer head. The cowboy jacket was embroidered with a few pink peonies by hand. With a sense of vitality and slow fashion, he wore a pair of straight pencil pants on his lower body, and his hair was a little messy on the back of his shoulders, adding a bit of laziness.

The clothes were picked by An Shijin from her closet for Chu Shi'an, and they were still stained with the unique perfume smell of An Shijin's body. Even though they were cleaned, the faint scent was still on the clothes and could not escape.

An Shi was disgusted with Chu Shian’s uniform black T-shirt trench coat, saying that she was a pretty girl, but instead dressed herself as a conservative and old **** stick. Only then did she pick out two slightly more casual clothes from her closet. Let Chu Shian put it on.

But An Shijin wanted Chu Shian to wear a skirt.

Don't say that Chu Shian is in a bad mood these days, and is very silent. But unexpectedly, he lost his former indifferent appearance, a little bit more restrained and depressed, and even his temper became a lot better.

An Shijin took this opportunity to throw a black dress for Chu Shian while trying on clothes.

She just wanted to see what Chu Shian would look like in her skirt.

The person who originally thought would refuse, but obediently put on a skirt, and even took off his loose T-shirt in front of An Shijin.

An Shijin never thought that Chu Shi'an, who never wears skirts, even conservative enough to not show a trace of skin, would look like that in that somewhat **** and provocative long skirt.

Chu Shian tugged at the corners of her skirt with a little sense of discomfort, frowned slightly and turned around, she felt helpless.

"An Shijin, I'm not used to wearing skirts."

As soon as he turned around, An Shijin looked at the person facing him, shocked.

Looking at Chu Shian blankly with pointed eyes.

Chu Shian pursed his lips, lowered his head slightly in a bewilderment, his deep eyes were a little gloomy.

"I told you that I'm not suitable for wearing a skirt, it's weird, right."

After speaking, she wanted to reach out and take off her skirt.

"Don't take it off."

An Shijin took Chu Shian's hand.

"I...I just didn't expect that you...you are so beautiful." An Shijin bit her lip, with a bit of envy and disbelief in her eyes, she looked at Chu Shian obsessively.

Although he disliked that Chu Shian always wears black clothes, in fact, black is the color that fits Chu Shian's temperament best, and even seems to be tailor-made for Chu Shian.

Chu Shian, who is always stingy to reveal his skin, wore a **** and elegant black long dress. His fair skin, tall and thin body, perfectly propped up this long dress.

Her face is exquisite without Fendai, as if she was born with a light makeup, her picturesque eyebrows have lost the coldness and strength of the past, with a slightly weak breath, she just stood there quietly, with a bit of Laziness and decadence, but it makes people especially want to caress her always frowning brows, want to get close to her.

It was like a night elf walking out of the darkness from the middle of the night, with a slight sense of distance and an ignorant charm, so beautiful that people would not dare to violate it.

"Really, it's just that I'm still not used to it. It's a bit inconvenient." Chu Shian lowered his head and looked at himself dressed like a lady for the first time. When he raised his hand and stretched his leg, it was full of restraints.

Chu Shian didn't like this kind of dress that restrained his hands and feet, as always.

"Then you replace it, change this one." Although a little bit was not enough, An Shijin still took out a white t-shirt and denim from his closet neatly.

An Shijin didn't want to admit that he just didn't want others to see Chu Shian wearing a skirt.

It's like a farmer who dug up a treasure in her own land, repainted with a layer of dirt by the shiny and beautiful gems, hiding and tucked away, not wanting to be discovered, and not wanting to let people know about the rough jade she dug out by accident.

Such thoughts are hateful and selfish, but An Shijin is very excited.

"An, you can only show me a skirt in the future, and you are not allowed to show it to others." An Shijin watched with a bit of dismay, watching Chu Shian take off the long skirt and put on a large T-shirt again. He can't refuse to be overbearing. Demanding.

"You like to watch." Chu Shian gently adjusted the collar of the denim shirt, his thin body straightened gently, and stood still.

"Well, I like it, I'm going crazy if I like it. You will wear it when you come back tonight. I really want you to wear that skirt and then I want you." An Shijin picked her lips shamelessly, a little immersed in her own fantasy. The beautiful face showed a somewhat charming look.

"Change your clothes, you should go now." Chu Shian curled the corner of his lips slightly, and reluctantly threw the changed skirt on An Shijin's face. Back downstairs.

"Hehe..." An Shijin stood in the room with a smirk, she picked up the skirt Chu Shian just wore in her hand, put it on her nose, and sniffed it carefully.

Hmm, with the body scent of Chu Shian.

"You have so many hobbies."

Chu Shian's voice came from the door.

An Shijin opened his eyes.

Chu Shian stood at the door holding Xiao Maotuan, and she came back again.

With a complex and somewhat...disgusting look on his face, Chu Shian frowned and looked at An Shijin who was still sniffing her skirt.

As if watching a frivolous hooligan.

"It's not An, listen to me, I'm not..." An Shijin blushed and threw the skirt aside, raising his hand to show his innocence.

It's just that Chu Shian held the snore little hair ball in his arms, glanced at her blankly, and urged.

"time to go."

From An Shijin to the present, An Shijin gave Chu Shian the impression that he was a beautiful rascal with anxious looks.

Although this rascal is now his girlfriend.

An Shijin took Chu Shian into the alleys one after another on the familiar road.

Chu Shi followed An Shijin quietly, without any doubt or fatigue.

An Shijin said that the doctor who took her to see is a very respected psychologist with a reputation in the professional field.

According to ordinary people's assumptions, psychiatrists are not ordinary doctors. This group generally charges very high fees, and looks relaxed and tall.

Sitting in a spacious and beautiful office, leisurely making a cup of coffee, talking to the patient for a few hours, you can earn a month's salary for the average person.

But An Shijin's mouth, the one of the best psychiatrist in China, seems to be a world-class expert.

An Shijin took Chu Shian around a few small alleys where even a taxi could not get in, and finally stopped at the entrance of a small courtyard with a high threshold that looked a little quaint.

There is no one in the yard. There are several tall osmanthus trees planted in the four corners. In the middle of the yard is a grape trellis with a few wicker chairs underneath.

The yard is full of leaves, but it seems that no one has cleaned it, which makes people feel a little shabby and run-down inexplicably.

An Shijin took Chu Shian's hand, and without squinting her eyes, he walked directly into the door with the open door in the middle.

The house was a little dim, and small and strange sounds echoed in the room. A woman lowered her head and buried her in front of the computer screen, facing the door with only her smooth forehead, seeming to be looking at the computer in a dream.

The woman didn't seem to hear the footsteps of anyone coming, she quietly stuck to the computer screen, watching with gusto.

"Lookie, what are you looking at again." An Shijin let go of Chu Shian's hand and motioned for her to sit on the sofa beside her. Then, holding her arms, he walked two steps closer with a smile, and suddenly he shouted loudly.

"Ah..." The woman sitting in front of the computer suddenly heard the shout, frightened and threw the mouse beside her hand forward, and shrank into the large chair in horror.

The innocent mouse was thrown far away by the panicked person, and then the original low volume in the computer was suddenly amplified several times, and a woman's gasping sound echoed in the room with the sound of water and pops.

"Ah...hmm...one library and one library...lock and expand, destroy...oh...camoqi..."

The atmosphere froze instantly.

Chu Shian sat quietly on the sofa, frowned slightly, and then lowered his head blankly, as if he hadn't heard anything.

The woman's voice in the computer was still screaming hoarsely.

An Shijin suffocated a smile, and looked at Liang Segui with a panic and bewildered face as he shrank in the chair.

"Ahem... Xiaoshi is you, why didn't you knock on the door when you came, and interrupted my research." Liang Segui helped the frame on the bridge of her nose, and after regaining her senses, she stared at An Shi as if nothing had happened. With a quick glance, he closed the laptop in front of him with a calm slap.

The woman's charming voice stopped abruptly.

"Liang Segui, you really deserve the name your mother gave you. You don't turn on the lights during the day, and you don't even close the door when you look at these things here." An Shijin and this woman seem to be very familiar with each other, and they just say nothing. Unceremoniously sneered with sarcasm.

"This is research, medical research, studying the facial expressions of humans in different scenes and different movements. I am a professional psychologist." Liang Se swallowed, and his thin body fell back and was buried in a large leather chair.

She didn't care about the image and raised Erlang's legs, shaking her legs with awe-inspiring expression.

"It's you, when did you come back to China, and how did you come to visit my small place when you were free."

"Of course I am looking for a professional doctor like you. Please provide your professional help." An Shijin stood right in front of Chu Shian, blocking Chu Shian, so Liang Segui did not see the two of them in the room except for them. , There is another person.

"Professional help, why, come here to give me a hug. I am really professional in this respect." Liang Shibuya habitually propped up his glasses, and looked at the slender and beautiful An Shijin in front of him with a smirk.

The teasing in the tone is ready to come out.

An Shijin's facial smile froze, and she felt a cold and inquisitive gaze suddenly cast behind her.

"What nonsense are you talking about, I have a friend who has a problem recently, and I want to ask you to help her." An Shijin quickly backed up two steps, letting Chu Shian behind him.

"Miss Liang, hello, my surname is Chu, and my name is Chu Shian." Chu Shian stood up unhurriedly, her face half hidden in the darkness, her bright eyebrows a little lazy and straight. Looking at Liang Segui, who was curled up in the computer chair with his legs shaking.