They are Chasing Me!

After school in the afternoon, the driver took Su An back to Shen's house. Su An went straight to the third floor, wanting to ask Cheng Suqing if he knew He Xiran. But before he reached the third floor, he heard a piercing scream, "Ah—!"

It's Cheng Suqing.

Su An's face changed, and he rushed upstairs in three steps.

Cheng Suqing was lying limp in the room, the refrigerator was wide open, and the air-conditioning swirled into a hazy mist. The glaring white light hit her heavily made-up face, illuminating her pale and distorted face. Su An stepped forward and pulled Cheng Suqing up and behind her, and looked around nervously, "Sister, what's wrong?"

Hasty footsteps came from outside, Chu Te's hair was disheveled, and he said anxiously: "What happened!"

Cheng Suqing seemed to have been cramped, she forced Su An's arm to barely stand up, her long nails almost pinched into her younger brother's flesh, "I said in the refrigerator that only masks can be placed, that ball, that ball of meat ... who put it in?"

Meat, Su An's eyes were fixed on a plate of meat dishes that had already condensed into one piece.

Fat and lean meat are stuck together by condensed butter. At first glance, it seems that it is not a dish that has been prepared, but a mass of fresh meat that has just been cut from an animal.

He looked sideways, and Cheng Suqing was staring at the refrigerator, with slender veins emerging on the back of his hand.

Assistant Chute stepped forward quickly, looked at the plate of meat in the refrigerator, and his face sank. He took the plate of meat away, Cheng Suqing suddenly gained strength, and she yelled hysterically: "—Who put this thing in my room!"

Shen Changxiu who walked slowly to the door frowned slightly, "Su Qing."

Cheng Suqing paused, stood up reluctantly and stood up, with a pale face and gathered the hair from her sideburns behind her ears, her fair side face and the back of her neck stretched into a delicate line, "Changxiu, look, such a disgusting thing is actually Showing up in my freezer would scare the **** out of me."

She stepped forward and lay in Shen Changxiu's arms, her shoulders trembled, and she cried.

Shen Changxiu sighed, and stroked her back tenderly and affectionately, "Even so, you shouldn't lose your temper. No matter how beautiful a person is, he won't look good when he is angry, are you right?"

Cheng Suqing's little finger twitched, "Yes."

Su An glanced at Shen Changxiu.

It's so strange to hear this comforting words.

A couple upstairs were hugging each other, and Su An and Chu Te helped them go downstairs together.

Chute's assistant pursed his lips tightly, and threw the plate and meat into the trash can in a storm, and asked the housekeeper to call all the servants in the house for questioning.

Su An lowered her head and squatted next to the trash can, carefully looking at the red, yellow and yellow meat inside. The servant aunt came over and said with a smile: "Young master, Assistant Chute wants me to collect the trash."

Su An stood up and stepped aside, curiously asked: "Auntie, can you see anything from this lump of meat?"

Cheng Suqing's reaction was too intense and abnormal.

"What can you see? Isn't it meat?" Auntie opened the garbage bag and took a look in wonder. The smell of greasy meat and vegetables hit her nose. thing."

Su An's spirit lifted: "What?"

Auntie looked at him hesitantly for a few times, and didn't want to say much, after a while she whispered: "Like a placenta."

After Cheng Suqing regained his composure, Su An was called to the study by Shen Changxiu. Shen Changxiu frowned slightly, and asked worriedly: "An An, when you came back, did your sister have any abnormalities?"

Cheng Su'an was obviously a little helpless in front of him. The boy lowered his head, only his hair twirled towards Shen Changxiu, the white skin on the back of his neck was delicate, soft and harmless.

"I don't know," said the voice softly, not daring to speak loudly, "When I came back, my sister was already frightened."

Shen Changxiu took off his glasses and said softly, "Don't be nervous."

Cheng Suan nodded twice, still looking very nervous.

The man laughed twice, "An An protected her sister, she is a good boy."

Cheng Suan was a little shy and lowered his head even lower.

"How is it at school?" Shen Changxiu changed the subject and put Cheng Suqing's matter aside, "If you encounter any trouble at school, just come to me. After all, I am your brother-in-law, and I will be a family from now on. people."

"The school is very good," nodded obediently, "Thank you brother-in-law."

Shen Changxiu smiled, narrowing his slender eyes slightly, "It should."

Cheng Suqing's younger brother was different from her, he was raised very well, and his bewildered look also showed a sense of innocence. Shen Changxiu chatted with Su An for a while, when the phone rang, he glanced down, "Brother-in-law is out to answer the phone, An An is waiting for me here, you can read some books casually."

The door slammed shut, Su An was a good boy, he followed the advice and went to the bookcase to look for a book. The study room is a good place to hide secrets. Su An glanced around, picked up a few books at random, flipped through them a few times, and then put them back.

He was lucky, and in the process of tossing and tossing, he actually found a hidden white paper. Su An didn't have the slightest sense of indecent behavior, so he took it out naturally, and his eyes froze. It was a death certificate. .

The person who died was called He Feiyu.

Su An took a closer look. Who is this person, what does it have to do with Shen Changxiu, and why is this piece of paper in Shen Changxiu's study.

There are many doubts about Shen Changxiu, not to mention other things, but the fact that he decided to marry Cheng Suqing in three months after knowing Cheng Suqing for half a month is not easy.

Shen Changxiu was really fascinated by Cheng Suqing?

Does not look like.

If it wasn't because of liking, then what would Shen Changxiu's purpose be? Could he be Chu He?

Su An put the death certificate back where it was, and sat back down. After Shen Changxiu came back, he smiled embarrassedly: "Brother-in-law, I'm a little sleepy."

Shen Changxiu rubbed his head, amused: "Go back."

Su An returned to the bedroom, and before he could figure out what the placenta and He Feiyu represented, he received a text message.

The news informed that Su An was going to be a model for He Xiran on Saturday, and the address was attached below.

Su An "hissed", she didn't expect that it would be time to sell her appearance for money so soon. But no matter how urgent things are tomorrow, he slept comfortably and came to He Xiran's studio early the next morning.

There was no one in the studio, only the sound of dripping water. Su An came early, and He Xiran was taking a shower—he even took a shower in the studio.

The studio was huge, with dried paint stuck to the walls. The white canvas is placed in the corner, and there is a bedroom connected to the studio. Su An suspects that He Xiran eats and lives here on weekdays.

He looked around, and suddenly heard a "click" on the door, and quickly raised his head and smiled cutely, "Hello, teacher."

He Xiran was only surrounded by a bath towel, with tight muscles on his chest, and a large area of ​​rich red tattoos appeared on his pale skin, winding down from his neck, climbing over his chest, and stretching all the way to his undulating groin place.

The drops of water slid down and were sucked up by the towel.

He Xiran seemed a little surprised that Su An was here, but then became calm: "Wait a minute."

Leave the studio and go to the bedroom.

His curly hair that covered his eyebrows and eyes was pulled back, and Su An only saw his appearance clearly today. Between his eyebrows and eyes is a handsome man who has been painted hard. As he walked, the tattoo on his back kept rising and falling, the color of blood. Looking at it, Su An shuddered inexplicably.

The last time I saw He Xiran, he had no tattoos on his body, and now the tattoos have crawled up his neck like snakes.

He Xiran has cold fair skin, his skin is sickly pale, his shoulders are wide and his waist is narrow, and his red tattoos are all over his body. Although he is beautiful and even sexy, it has to be said that it is a bit weird, which makes people tremble all over and get goosebumps. land.

Su An touched his cold neck and felt that He Xiran was too evil.

After a while, He Xiran put on his clothes and came out, pointing to the blue sofa in front of the easel, "You sit there."

Su An walked over and sat down, with her hands stretched out on her knees like a primary school student.

He Xiran said: "Put a beautiful pose."

"Okay," Su An nodded earnestly, trying to put on a beautiful pose, and then looked at He Xiran with bright eyes, "Teacher, is this okay?"

He Xiran frowned slightly: "Relax."

Su An followed He Xiran's request. He Xiran pursued perfection and demanded too much. In the end, Cheng Su'an shrank and said, "I'm sorry, teacher, I don't even know how to do it."

Sniffing and lowering his head, "I'm so stupid."

He Xiran stubbed out the cigarette, "The studio will give you money in the afternoon."

Cheng Suan raised his head in a daze, not knowing what he was talking about. The next moment, He Xiran held Su An's back and bent his waist into a beautiful arc.

Oh, that one-touch offer of 10,000 yuan contract.

He Xiran was skillful, and barely touched Su An a few times. Su An knelt on the sofa, one leg was stretched, and his young body was stretched into a bow with excellent toughness.

Fortunately, he didn't let him take off his clothes today. Su An's face was shy, and his eyelashes were trembling. If he took off his clothes, if the person opposite was really Chu He, then he would have to be gnawed to pieces today.

They were too close, Su An lowered his head, and the eagle ring on He Xiran's finger was facing him, the ruby ​​in the eagle's eyes was dazzling, as if he could fly out and **** Su An's eye away in the next moment.

Su An shook, looked away, and suddenly said in surprise: "Teacher, the tattoo on your neck is gone."

"Well," the tall figure bent over, "disappeared."

Strangely, when Su An took a closer look at his neck, he could still see tattoo marks, which seemed to be pigeon blood tattoos. It is said that it will appear after drinking, taking a bath, or getting emotional, and the color will be very bright red.

With a sigh of relief, He Xiran is not so evil.

After a while, He Xiran finally sat behind the drawing board with satisfaction. At the beginning of the long modeling work, Su An stared at He Xiran for a while, and found that He Xiran was addicted to cigarettes.

He only smoked half of each cigarette, and the remaining half would be snuffed out and discarded. When smoking, he maintains a certain frequency of puffing and inhaling. It can even be said that he is self-disciplined even in smoking.

Self-disciplined to a mouthful in a few seconds, how many mouthfuls of half a root, the restraint penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

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