The Forensic Wife of the Dark Schemer

"Who is the scum man?"

Dye Xiaoyun was startled when he heard the voice, turned around, pointed to the man and said, "how is it you!"

Qin Ting was also stunned. Unexpectedly, she met Han mo.

Cold Mo sneered. The whole face was a little weird, "that's each other."

Ran Xiaoyun's eyes were angry. "Don't think that with a face that will bring disaster to the country and the people, Miss Ben will like you, you frivolous madman!"

During the period of confinement, dye Xiaoyun recalled her and Han Mo, and naturally knew what Han Mo had done to her.

"Frivolous and crazy?" Han Mo smiled. "Miss ran, did I touch you?"

"Although you didn't touch me, but..."

"That's right," Han Mo raised a hissing gesture and approached ran Xiaoyun. "Miss ran should stop talking, so as not to let people see your daughter's joke. After all, I'm so frivolous, but I haven't even touched Miss Ran's finger."

Ran Xiaoyun's eyes are burning. She wants to swallow the cold ink.

"Han Mo, don't go too far," Qin Ting said, pulling ran Xiaoyun over and said, "you know what you did last time. If you care about it again, you're not a man."

Han Mo looked at Qin ting and said with a smile, "Qin agent is right. I'm a man." then Han Mo left.

Looking at Han Mo leaving like this, ran Xiaoyun still had to go up, but Qin Ting pulled him.

"He is in a bad mood now. Don't provoke him."

Ran Xiaoyun is angry. "He's in a bad mood. It's none of my business!" then ran Xiaoyun scolds again.

Qin Ting patted her and said with a smile, "it seems that today's blind date can't be finished. Let's go. I'll invite you to dinner."

"No, I can't eat!"

"OK, I don't know you yet. For the blind date in the morning, you must not have eaten breakfast. Let's go, I'll treat you." then Qin Ting pulled ran Xiaoyun in.

She knows ran Xiaoyun best. The girl knows that she has read too many novels. Believe what, Liu ruofufeng is most popular with men, so every blind date deliberately doesn't eat to make himself look weak.

Dye Xiaoyun is reluctant, but he still follows Qin ting in.

Three minutes later, ran Xiaoyun was smiling and chirping. She couldn't see her anger just now. Every time she sees ran Xiaoyun like this, Qin Ting is really angry and funny. This girl is typically heartless.

"By the way, Qin Ting, you just said that Han Mo was in a bad mood. What's the matter?" ran Xiaoyun gossip while eating.

Qin Ting drank some milk, warmed her stomach and said, "there is a military exercise recently. The commander should have cold ink, but one was temporarily transferred back to take his place."

"Oh..." ran Xiaoyun's voice lengthened.

Qin Ting looked at her and said with a smile, "why, do you care now?"

"Go!" ran Xiaoyun beat Qin ting and continued to eat happily.

After dinner, ran Xiaoyun and Qin Ting go home. Qin Ting was busy for two days and one night. She was so sleepy that she asked ran Xiaoyun to help herself. Then she went back to her bedroom and slept in the dark. Ran Xiaoyun felt around the house. In the afternoon, she felt really bored. Seeing that Qin Ting still loved to sleep and no one played with her, she left a note and went out.

When Qin Ting got up and was about to ask ran Xiaoyun what to eat tonight, she saw a note on the table saying she had gone to lansha.

Lansha is one of the three bars that ran Xiaoyun often goes to. The theme of this bar is war. It is located in a small alley near NanLuoGu Lane in Houhai, capital. It is very quiet as a whole. It is difficult to find if it is not a regular guest.

Ran Xiaoyun is wearing a soft and elegant skirt today. Her long hair is scattered and her makeup is light but not strong. With her beautiful face, she looks a little different and independent.

Ran Xiaoyun pushes open the deliberately old wooden door and walks directly to the bar, "a glass of blue sand."

Blue sand is a unique cocktail in this bar, which is very popular with young women. Ran Xiaoyun almost drinks this one when he comes here. Ran Xiaoyun is a kind of person who is very happy. After a while, someone scrambled to pay for her.

Ran Xiaoyun doesn't refuse anyone. In addition, everyone knows her identity as the eldest lady of the dye family. It won't be too much to play.

Although the boss had no choice but to break it quietly when ran Xiaoyun came, he occasionally liked this noisy state and let her go. Just told the people next to him to look at Dianran Xiaoyun, not for fear that she would get into trouble, but for fear that she would not go home when she was drunk.

"Xiao Yun, you say you're not young, why don't you find one?" a familiar guest came to chat with ran Xiaoyun.

Ran Xiaoyun glared at him and said, "what do you know!"

"What I don't understand!" the familiar guest was unhappy and said directly: "besides, if I don't understand, don't you say it, I will understand?!"

Dye Xiaoyun was a little drunk at this time. She seemed to see Han Mo vaguely, but she felt that she must be dazzled. "I want to marry a soldier!"

"Why?"

Han Mo is also a little interested. Miss ran doesn't want to leave the rich childe in the capital. Why do you have to find soldiers. Is it the trick of collusion between officials and businessmen? Han Mo sneers shamelessly.

Dye Xiaoyun pointed to the man, hooked him and said, "I think soldiers are domineering and powerful!"

Dye Xiaoyun thinks he is very quiet, but in fact, almost all can hear except the deaf.

"Powerful, how powerful?" the familiar guest was curious.

Dye Xiaoyun looked at him with a kind of eyes that you really don't know, and whispered, "I heard that soldiers are very powerful in making love, and they have strong persistence!"

Poof!

All the people who were drinking sprayed more, and the whole bar fell into a strange silence.

For a long time

"So... You must marry a soldier?" it was a nice voice.

The sound is like a long brewed wine, which makes people intoxicated in the aftertaste. Dye Xiaoyun felt that she had heard the whole voice, as if she had heard it on a man named Han Mo, but she was a little vague

"Cold ink..."

Han Mo saw ran Xiaoyun fall towards him. He was surprised, but he didn't refuse and let her lean on him.

"I am."

Looking at their appearance, the familiar guest wanted to come and open ran Xiaoyun, but he was frightened by cold ink's eyes.

Ran Xiaoyun leaned against him and said in a loud voice, "cold ink can't!"

Hiss!

This is the voice of pumping air, but dye Xiaoyun, who is not afraid of death, is still loud, and points to Han Mo and says, "he looks more beautiful than a woman. He must not be able to do that. It must be someone else!"

Han Mo was calm now. He said, "how can you know if you haven't tried?"

Ran Xiaoyun smiled, "I've seen it, I'm sure it can't!"

Yes?!

What's the relationship between the two!?

Han Mo smiled and smiled gloomily. He picked up dye Xiaoyun horizontally and walked out of the blue sand with a straight waist. Looking at his walking posture, people with clear eyes know that he is a soldier.

It's said that soldiers are very powerful... Endurance

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Han Mo threw ran Xiaoyun on the bed, unbuttoned his neck, sat aside and poured himself a glass of wine.

At first he did have other plans, but now he is out of interest.

Han Mo poured the red wine directly into his throat and sneered.

He knew that with his powerless background, he could not go far in the army. He thought he was numb to being replaced, but his anger could not be contained at the moment when he knew that Gao Xing had replaced him.

Even, do not hesitate to violate military orders and go out privately during this period of time.

What if he is punished? Even if he is not punished, he doesn't have many opportunities. It's better to be natural and unrestrained.

Han Mo smiled coldly. His beautiful face was frighteningly cold. It was a kind of depression that needed to break out urgently.

"Cold ink..."

The man on the bed gave a cry.

Han Mo turns his head and looks at ran Xiaoyun. The eldest lady of the dye family, ah, the daughter of the capital, what a big source. Ran Xiaoyun turned over and turned his back to Han Mo, but he was still restless, "no... he must not..."

Ran Xiaoyun waved it and almost shouted out.

Han Mo grabbed ran Xiaoyun's hand and looked at her with a gloomy face. He knew he shouldn't vent his anger on ran Xiaoyun. It had nothing to do with him at all, but the darkness in his heart couldn't help breeding when he thought of the faces of those rich and powerful people.

He always told himself that he would try his best to surpass the second generation, and then one day he would stand high and laugh at them!

But after seven years, he is still only the deputy chief of staff and lieutenant of the division headquarters.

Thinking of the notice, all the depression in the cold ink eyes was lit. He took off his coat, his thin upper body was only wearing a vest, and pressed dye Xiaoyun under his body.

Dye Xiaoyun knew something was pressing her. She pushed it away, but the weight on her body still didn't go down. She was worried and her face showed dissatisfaction.

Ran Xiaoyun looked up. She was confused. She just felt that her lips were hot. She wanted to avoid this feeling, but she couldn't escape.

It must be talking with Han Mo!

Ran Xiaoyun suddenly pushes away. Han Mo is careless and is almost pushed out of bed by her.

Han Mo looked cold

"He's in a bad mood. It's none of my business!"

His red eyes were sluggish for a moment. He sat on the bed, took half a glass of red wine left on the table and fell back.

"Who is in a bad mood?"

Dye Xiaoyun didn't answer. He just felt a little cold. He pulled over the next sheet and covered it. There was dissatisfaction on his face. Looking at the dissatisfaction on that beautiful face, Han Mo felt a little cute.

Oh, what does he care about with a little girl who doesn't know the world.

Han Mo got up and stumbled into the bathroom.

Dye Xiaoyun couldn't lie comfortably. She opened her eyes vaguely. Well, it's in the hotel, and the decoration is familiar.

She turned her head and looked around. There was no one. Who sent her here? Ran Xiaoyun sat up, a little confused. Forget it, it's in your own hotel, regardless of it.

Ran Xiaoyun stands up and walks to the bathroom with his head shaking.

Han Mo was taking a shower. When he heard something, he frowned and was about to have a look. The door of the bathroom was opened. Then, ran Xiaoyun looked at him with wide eyes, his eyes gradually became sober, and then... He couldn't turn his eyes

"Cold ink..."

Han Mo always felt that women should be embarrassed at this moment, but now, this subtle feeling actually fell on his head.

He silently moved the towel on his head down

Grunt.

It's the sound of dyeing little wonton's saliva.

Han Mo raised his head and looked at her with reddish eyes. Under the dense water vapor, the cold ink is so beautiful that dye Xiaoyun moves. She went in and... Closed the bathroom door (dye Xiaoyun, do you think you've gone too far!).

At the moment of meeting the muscles in front of Han Mo's chest, ran Xiaoyun realized that he was not dreaming. If you dream, the touch will not be so real, and it still shows the heat that makes people's heart beat.

Ran Xiaoyun puts his hand on his chest and looks up. His eyes are timid but firm. At the moment when Han Mo's lips were attached, ran Xiaoyun knew he didn't regret it.

She's drunk and can indulge.

"Who am I?"

"... cold ink."

"I'm irresponsible."

“……”

Dye Xiaoyun didn't answer, but stood on tiptoe and touched his thin lips, "I don't want you to be responsible."

At this point, if Han Mo doesn't do anything, he's too sorry for the current situation.

"How many times?"

"One."

"Huh?"

"The first time..."

For a long time, a hoarse voice sounded, "OK."

Ran Xiaoyun climbs the cold ink, doesn't resist, and doesn't know how to respond. He just makes himself feel nothing. In the chaos, ran Xiaoyun told herself that she was dreaming.

Otherwise, how can you have a relationship with a man who doesn't want to be responsible. And this man is still cold ink with a bad reputation

At dawn the next day, Han Mo woke up and rubbed his sore temples. Suddenly remembered something, stunned, he turned his head, but the person on the bed was not at all.

Han Mo breathed a sigh of relief and lay back to sleep as if nothing had happened.