The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

"I only woke up a few days ago, and when I woke up, I hurriedly found my mouth. I have never seen the owner of the tomb, but although I have never seen it, I always feel that there is someone inside." He told the truth, "This It feels like a sixth sense exists. "

"It should be, otherwise the archeologist will not be the one who died, and the amulet I posted will not be gone for no reason. You want to name yourself a lot of people, even me It's also very difficult. Moreover, after so many years, the evidence is hard to find. "

As soon as she finished speaking, the man on the other side got up and knelt on her side. Her back was straight and her face remained unchanged. "I have nothing, now I have only this life. As long as you are willing to help me, in the future My life is yours, and you are sent, but you are obedient, treats you as everything to me, and is willing to work for you. "

An Xiaojing looked at him in amazement. From seeing him in the tomb to coming out all the way, he always gave her the impression that on the surface he was unspeakable and talkless, but his bones must be arrogant and arrogant.

He did not expect that he would kneel to ask her for help.

"The man has gold under his knee, you get up."

"Miss Ann, whatever you ask me to do, I promise. I only ask for your help. I really have no choice but not to live or to be executed again after being discovered."

"Let me think about it, after all, this is not a trivial matter, and I have to confirm the truth of this matter, otherwise, how do I know what you are saying is true, so you get up, this one I will tell you my answer after I have implemented my thoughts. "

He slowly got up, "OK."

"This hotel belongs to my brother's house. Let me tell the front desk. You will stay here for the time being. Right, write your name for me." An Xiaomen took the pen and paper from the bag and handed it to he.

He nodded and responded, writing his name in a slick manner.

...

The next day.

An Xiaomen was awakened.

She looked at Jun face close at hand, her eyes flickered a few times, she reached out and held his face, and shouted with certainty, "Talk."

"Ok?"

"You're awake." An Xiaomen kissed him several times before he gave up. "Henry won't let me kiss, and hands won't let me touch."

"Fool, wouldn't you be strong?"

"I wanted the strong one before, here, I saw nothing." She pointed her finger to her head. "It was thrown by him. The power of the flood came out and flew me directly to the wall."

Jin Qingyan did n’t turn on the lights, and the curtains did n’t open. The room was a bit dim. He did n’t know the stubble. After she said this, she turned on the light without saying a word. Then she saw it carefully. The injury on her head.

"Does it hurt?" He frowned and reached out with a light touch.

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

"What did I do yesterday? My legs and feet hurt a lot."

"It's a long story, and I'll tell you slowly when I'm eating later." She sat up, pointed to her clothes, "Bring me, I'm going to get up."

"No more sleep?"

"Where can I sleep, and then I want to eat something."

He brought her clothes and dressed her.

An Xiaomen enjoyed the disability of his hands and feet in front of him. When he put on his clothes, he was carried back upstairs to wash and put on makeup.

During breakfast, she basically said that he was listening.

An Xiaojing can be described as dry mouth.

Tell him everything.

After listening to Jin Qingyan, she said to her, "Zong Jingyi's things are not easy to intervene. His things are complicated. I will tell you that there are many people involved. There is not enough evidence to fight easily and cause right and wrong. Listening to your description, I feel that this person should not be an incompetent person, or else he can't take you out of the tomb. Based on this, I think you can think carefully about where the owner of the tomb went. It ’s so clear to see people alive, to see dead bodies, but it ’s just that you can go in again next time. Why do you want me to be with you? Note, I ’m talking about me, not me Second personality of you, if you have three strengths and two weaknesses, I will not live. "

An Xiaomen laughed at the words behind him, "It's true."

"You don't believe it?" He looked at her earnestly. "You're my life. You're gone, can I survive?"

An Xiaomen bit her lip and smiled. "Why, I was moved by the early morning."

"So, take care of yourself before you do anything. You have to promise me that, huh?"

"Yes, I promise everything you say."

Jin Qingyan's eyes smirked, "Promise is the first step, and it is the fundamental thing to do it."

"Of course, when do you go to the company?"

"Don't go today, and accompany you at home." As he said, he lowered his voice and added an additional sentence, "I will compensate you well."

The last sentence said something quite deep.

An Xiaomen grinned exaggeratedly, "I have something to do today, and I will do it at night ..."

"This is the business, you can't wait until the evening." The final word gave An Xiaomen no room to retort.

After eating, he was carried upstairs again, and the two brushed their teeth, and both fell on the bed.

Looking at each other, hot eyes drowned in each other's eyes.

——

When going to the police station, An Xiaomen took his mobile phone and turned on the screen to see a missed call.

She stared at her phone screen, her face sinking a bit.

It was another anonymous call from 8:00 in the morning.

She slept too much last night and didn't hear the call.

Put your phone in your bag and drive to the police station.

"Leader An, I found it." The police officer immediately pointed at the screen to show An Xiaomen. "Although Zong Jing's account was cancelled, we have files here. It was cancelled on June 12 sixteen years ago. . "

"Print out information about him and his family."

"OK, wait."

One minute later, she came out of the household registration room with the information, and happened to meet Pan Zhenghui, "Xiao Ning, when did you come?"

"I'm just coming to see you."

"Come at my office." Pan Zhenghui said as he walked, "Captain Wang called me this morning and said that the dead staff was too scary, and took a picture to show me."

"I know that if you are thirsty, starvation is definitely not that kind of state, abnormal death."

"So ..." Pan Zhenghui's throat was tight and his voice was low. "Is there really something dirty inside?"