Infernal Affairs

Wang Fan, who came out of Fuyuan teahouse, had a cold wind for a while, and his head was gradually sober. Then he drove back to Caesar Hotel.

Come to tongjiahui floor, just see tongjiahui come out of the room, Wang Fan quickly and she said hello walked past.

Tong Jiahui, with a smile on her face, just met Wang Fan and covered her nose with a frown.

"What are you doing? Such a look of disgust, as if I fell into the dunghill Wang Fan looked at Tong Jiahui's frown and said awkwardly.

Unexpectedly, Tong Jiahui, who was covering her mouth, nodded heavily and took a big step back. Then she said to Wang Fan, "your smell is disgusting!"

"Nonsense Wang fan saw that Tong Jiahui didn't look like a joke, so he raised his arm and smelled it under his armpit.

After confirming that he didn't smell anything, Wang Fan raised his head and looked at Tong Jiahui suspiciously, and the expression on his face became serious.

"Oh! Take a bath and take off all your clothes. I'll send you another one! I can't breathe because of your smell Tong Jiahui had already opened the door and asked Wang Fan to take a bath in the bathroom.

Wang Fan, with a serious expression, said nothing more. According to Tong Jiahui, he went straight into the room, changed his clothes and went into the bathroom.

When Wang Fan comes out of the bathroom, Tong Jiahui has already prepared new clothes for him. Seeing that the trademark on the clothes is the same as before, Wang Fan asks curiously, "this clothing store won't be opened by your family. Do you recognize this brand?"

Tong Jiahui, who was hiding far away, looked at Wang Fan and carefully came over to make sure he didn't have a bad smell. Then she said angrily, "this is Armani suit. If it's a shop run by my family, can I still give them money?"

Seeing that Tong Jiahui no longer dislikes herself, Wang fan is relieved. However, Wang Fan sighs again when he hears that the brand of the suit belongs to Armani.

Although he doesn't know Armani's logo, Wang Fan has heard of this international brand. No wonder a suit costs 50000 yuan. It seems that Tong Jiahui has spent a lot of money preparing suits for him these times.

At the thought of letting Tong Jiahui spend money for himself again, Wang Fan was a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and said with a smile, "I'm so sorry that I always let you spend money, or at night..."

"Stop!" Fearing that Wang Fan might say something shameful, Tong Jiahui quickly reaches out to stop him.

"Hey, hey! ok Just think I didn't say it Wang Fan picked up the suit at the door of the bathroom and turned back to his room.

After Wang fan dressed up and came out of his bedroom, Tong Jiahui was waiting at the door of his bedroom. Without waiting for him to speak, Tong Jiahui sneered and asked, "Wang Fan, what did you do just now?"

"Just now? Don't I go back to accompany blind Master? Didn't you hear that in the morning? Liu pangzi called I don't know why Tong Jiahui asked, but Wang Fan pretended to be stupid.

"You lied to me, didn't you?" Tong Jiahui asked suspiciously.

"How can I lie to you?" Wang Fan, with a serious face, doesn't look like a liar.

Close to Wang Fan's face, Tong Jiahui stares into his eyes for a long time, then returns to the original position and reaches out her hand to Wang Fan.

"What for?" Wang Fan asked blankly.

Face if frost Tong Jiahui gritted her teeth and said: "bring your mobile phone!"

"What do you want me to do with my cell phone?" Realizing that Tong Jiahui wanted to investigate her whereabouts, Wang Fan asked with a frown.

"What do you say! You have the smell of Photinia, I doubt you... "Tong Jiahui pursed her lips and said angrily, but at the end, she didn't finish, just staring at Wang Fan angrily.

"Heather? What is it? " Wang Fan looked at Tong Jiahui blankly and didn't know what she was talking about.

"You're still here pretending to me, aren't you?" Seeing that Wang Fan refused to admit it, Tong Jiahui was even more angry. She pointed Wang Fan's head with her finger, and then said fiercely, "the smell of Photinia can make people have that kind of idea. You can tell me what's going on!"

"You say the smell on me is the smell of Photinia?" Hearing what Tong Jiahui said, Wang fancai understood it as if he had just awakened from a dream. He looked at Tong Jiahui with a frown, and the expression on his face was very angry.

Looking carefully at the expression on Wang Fan's face, Tong Jiahui was also puzzled.

At this time, Wang Fan's face was ugly and his brow was tight. He didn't mean to joke with her at all, and he didn't seem to be deliberately hiding anything.

"Have I wronged him?"

Tong Jiahui, whose expression gradually eased down, surmised in her heart.

Determined Tong Jiahui is not doubt their identity, Wang Fan's hanging heart also put down a lot, but Photinia things, but let him some worry.

After leaving Liu village, Wang Fan and ghost uncle have been staying in Yinding mountain. Although there are many flowers and plants on the mountain, Wang Fan did not walk in the flowers and plants, so even if he was infected with the smell of Photinia, he was definitely not infected in Yinding mountain.

If it's not in yindingshan, it can only be in the teahouse.

Recalling the scene in the teahouse, coupled with Tong Jiahui's Photinia has an aphrodisiac effect, Wang Fan was really in a cold sweat on his back.

Dares to calculate his person in the teahouse, besides Nan elder brother has no other people!

But why does brother Nan want to count him?

Is there any doubt about him?

Or is Nange going to do something new?

A series of questions confused Wang Fan. He suddenly felt like stepping on the edge of the trap. If he was not careful, he might fall into the abyss.

Seeing that Wang Fan has something on his mind, Tong Jiahui doesn't ask about Photinia any more. She stands beside Wang Fan and looks at him with his eyebrows locked. After a long time, she asks, "Xiaofan, have you encountered any difficulties?"

"Nothing, I think it's a misunderstanding!" Wang Fan answered lightly.

Knowing that Wang fan is cheating himself, Tong Jiahui smiles and nods.

For Tong Jiahui, her perplexity is limited to whether Wang Fan has done something that she can't accept.

As for other things, Tong Jiahui didn't want to care about them. In fact, there was no need to care about them.

Don't want to let Wang Fan tangle again, Tong Jiahui took his arm and said: "since it's a misunderstanding, don't think about it. We'll talk about something after dinner!"

"Good!" Wang Fan replied.

"Let's go. I've made a reservation and a guest appointment. If I don't leave, I'll be late." Tong Jiahui took Wang Fan by the arm and went to the door of the room.

"Guests? Mr. Li? " Wang Fan, who was pulled to the door, asked.

"Of course not!"

"Who is that?"