Will You Die if You Don’t Pretend to be Forced?

Shen Jiangxi didn’t care what content they had added to their brains. For her, it’s more important than anything to get Resa out of the pleasure of being killed—the country should really give her an award to get the crime-crime-point in time. -Zi Fanran wakes up or something.

Walking in the supermarket, those neighbors who were familiar with Shen Jiangxi greeted her, and saw the familiar Miss Leisa next to her, and there were even people who could call out her name: "Hey, this is Officer Leisa? I heard it was transferred from the Interstate Police Department. It's really amazing."

Obviously, Leisha was not quite used to the enthusiasm of these people. After nodding lightly in response to the compliment from the other party, she subconsciously looked at Shen Jiangxi next to her.

Shen Jiangxi took the other party's topic calmly, and naturally chatted with the aunt, and by the way, he also cared about her son's recent employment situation-after all, he also applied to the Guli Town Local Police Station.

The aunt only said that she didn’t know if the notice was issued yet. Seeing Shen Jiangxi and remembering her own affairs, she said embarrassedly: "If it’s not troublesome, Jiangxi, if you have time, can you look at it from the internal system? Has he been recorded? I think he seems to be worried about this at home recently."

Shen Jiangxi smiled and replied: "Of course, it was not a big deal. I will go and see when I go to work tomorrow." While she was chatting with others, Leisa stood silently beside her. Sweep around to see if there is something of interest, walked a few steps to take out a few chocolates, and walked back again.

I always feel like a silent great wolfdog.

Auntie left happily. Shen Jiangxi looked down at some time and saw the chocolates in the shopping cart. He turned around curiously and asked her, "Do you like this?"

Reza paused, as if hesitating to explain, and silently replied for a few seconds: "When I was a child, my mother liked to buy this for me. Although I didn't like to eat it at that time, but then..."

She didn't go any further, Shen Jiangxi also understood what she meant, and said, "Yes, I see." Valentine's Day will be two days later, which happened to provide her with an inspiration to give her a gift.

"Don't just take snacks, what kind of food to eat tonight, I will reluctantly make it difficult for my dad to make it." Shen Jiangxi raised her eyebrows at her, and Leisa pursed her lips. The rising corners of the mouth pressed down, glanced lightly in the direction of the refrigerated container, and said lightly:

"It's fine if you have meat."

Shen Jiangxi snapped his fingers to show that he understood, and pushed the car to go there.

On the way back, she deliberately took a detour to Leisa's house to pick up a change of laundry. After all, Shen Jiangxi's police uniform could no longer support the consumption of two people taking turns.

Looking at the deserted temporary rented room, Shen Jiangxi walked around. There was no trace of an overfire in the kitchen—there was no trace of oil on the stove tiles, and there was no microwave.

I couldn't help but ask the person who was packing things in the room: "Your house doesn't even have a microwave oven. What do you usually eat?"

Reza packed her things and walked out the door, calmly replying to her: "Takeaway."

Oh, amazing my little sister, haven't you thought of training your cooking skills?

Touching his chin, Shen Jiangxi said seriously: "I seriously doubt now that you want to live in my house not because of my personal charm, but by my dad's cooking skills, right? ?"

Leisha didn't speak, she walked to the door to change the pair of shoes she went out, and changed the subject: "Okay, let's go."

Shen Jiangxi ran to her in a few steps, put the slippers that he had replaced neatly by the shoe cabinet with his feet, put them in the sneakers, tiptoe to Resha's neck, and used it a little threateningly. Li, but because of her height, it’s more like she was pulling on Resha's body and being dragged forward by others:

"Say it! Isn't it!"

Reza wrapped her hand on her hip and supported her on her body. Her strength was relatively large, and Shen Jiangxi was thin and didn't have much weight. It seemed that she was about to give Shen Jiangxi a hand. Holding up posture.

Feeling ashamed to be picked up by her with one hand, Shen Jiangxi patted her on the shoulder, took the initiative to admit defeat, and stopped holding on to this topic: "Okay, let me go down--"

At that time, the two of them were about to walk out of the narrow passage in front of the door, and were about to get into the elevator lobby. Leisha glanced at her slantingly, and asked faintly, "Is it really no trouble?"

Shen Jiangxi nodded, she let go and let people fall to the ground. Shen Jiangxi pursed her lower lip unconvincedly, and said in a low voice, "If my original height..." You still want to hug me with one hand ? It's almost the same if I hold you in one hand!

Leisha glanced at her, pressed the down button of the elevator, followed her format and followed her meaningfully: "If my original cultivation..." Jiangxi imagined the space.

Shen Jiangxi gritted his teeth and retorted in dissatisfaction: "What happened to your original cultivation level? I still have the original cultivation level! The kind that can sling you, do you understand? That's what I have been letting you."

Resa: ...? ? ? Who said this to her courage?

Looking at her amusedly, Resa’s cold eyes in the past were already full of smiles, the elevator arrived with a ‘ding’, and two doors opened, Resa said to her as they walked:

"Baby, bragging is to make a draft, not to mention your cultivation base in the heavenly court, but when you were a monk before, did your cultivation base never cross me, okay?" It’s just that you have Ling Bing determined to think. Zuo, it's nothing more than equal to me.

In the second half of the sentence, Leisha did not say anything, and only emphasized the level of cultivation.

Shen Jiangxi:......! ! ! So angry!

With her hips akimbo like a small teapot, Shen Jiangxi looked up at her unconvincedly: "How is it possible, I am so powerful! What you said is false, I don't listen! Don't think I am amnesia, you can make up Come lie to me, Reza, brag about drafting."

Even though she said that, she believed half of it-the main character of the other party, the one who speaks the same, and the appearance of disdain to lie, is really convincing.

"If you don't believe me, you will get better in the future, you can ask someone from your teacher." Resha reached out and patted her head, the action was like calming her little pet.

Shen Jiangxi said quietly: "Do you still remember, I am the father who is going to cure your mental illness?"

Resa:...

With a helpless sigh, she replied: "Well, little ancestor, you are the best, huh?"

Shen Jiangxi snorted, and said disdainfully: "I really don't want to boast, forget it, your lord has a lot of forgive you." After all, I am a ghost repairer with sour leather! Do not have the general knowledge of ordinary humans like you!

When Dad Shen knew that Leisha was going to be a guest at home tonight, his mood was a bit complicated, but the complexity was complicated. For the sake of his daughter's sleep quality, he deliberately cleaned up the guest room today.

Shen Jiangxi, who heard the news at the dinner table, stopped chewing and looked at each other with Resa. Under the urging of Resa's gaze, she swallowed the mouth with difficulty and said:

"Dad, but our girls like to talk all night long-oh, of course, for the quality of our work,'all night' is just an exaggeration-and I think the bed in my room is big enough, not tonight she Or sleep in my room?"

Father Shen listened to Shen Jiangxi's words, looked at her somewhat puzzled, and blurted out: "But didn't you say that you didn't sleep well last night and suffered from insomnia?"

...

There was a weird silence at the dinner table. Leisa looked at Shen Jiangxi, and read the words in her eyes: Why didn't I know that you slept with me last night and had insomnia? Who is the one who slept in bed this morning?

Father Shen knew that he had failed, and he lowered his head in embarrassment to pick up vegetables. Shen Jiangxi cleared his throat and said, "Uh, yesterday was because there was a case that was busy during the day, so I thought about it a little longer. , Insomnia has nothing to do with Reza."

Father Shen hurriedly said to Leisa because of this misunderstanding: "I'm sorry."

Resa: ...It doesn't matter? ?

Nine p.m.

Today, Shen Jiangxi and Leisha went back to the dormitory early, as if there was something to discuss. Father Shen ignored them and watched TV in the living room alone.

"I read the book, and there is a way to reappear the situation and change the state of mind at the time through hypnosis, so as to get rid of that fear-alas, you know the principle. The memory, but this operation is a bit complicated, I haven't tried it, and I have to read your memory first...what do you mean by the look in your eyes?"

Shen Jiangxi, who was staring at her furtively and talking, interrupted her topic suspiciously, and looked at her puzzled.

Resha stared at her faintly, and asked calmly: "You told your dad that I didn't sleep well, so you had insomnia last night?"

Obviously the tone and content are very plain, but inexplicably it makes the listener feel that there is a sense of threat everywhere, can't help the body tight, and subconsciously replied: "Ah? No, I just said that I had insomnia last night, and I didn't say it was because of you I don’t sleep well, that’s my dad’s brain tonic."

Dad Shen, I'm sorry for you, mainly because Leisha is too evil, and I'm afraid she will be so angry that I can't agree with her to restore her cultivation, and your daughter will suffer. In the bottom of my heart, he silently read what he had said to Shen's father. Shen Jiangxi blinked his eyes without any psychological burden, and threw the pot on his father.

Father Shen, who was watching TV in the living room, sneezed. His voice was loud, and he could hear it through the door upstairs.

Shen Jiangxi: "..."

Leisha: "...Sure enough, it's better to restore the cultivation level sooner."

Shen Jiangxi laughed dryly, walked to the other side, stroked Reza's neck, and showed a bully smile: "Well, it's not a coincidence, you can only be bullied by me unilaterally until you recover-okay , Relax, don't resist me, or it will damage your memory."

Resha looked back at the way she wanted to stick her forehead again, subconsciously stepped back, a little wary in her eyes.

Shen Jiangxi stared at her speechlessly: "Very well, it seems that we will all have a psychological shadow on this method in the future. You can deepen this shadow. Don't use this method to play with me in the future-come back. The topic, reading your memory, do you still remember my guarantee?"

I promise never to bully you again.

Reza sat motionless, stopped backing, and even raised her chin unnaturally, indicating that she could move her forehead over.

Shen Jiangxi smiled and pressed her forehead, and her eyes showed a deep smile because of her unreserved trust.

Oops, I like you more and more, Miss Leisa.

Hurry up and revert to a little wolfdog with sunshine upwards.

The author has something to say: This world is one! Sweet he too! happy!

Oh my god, I actually wrote this setting to he... My god, I feel like I'm a mystery too.

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