But that sentence seemed like some kind of unspoken hint.
What makes a man happy like a fairy
She had to think crookedly, other people's world is colorful. And in front of the handsome guy, she only has yeow.
But a woman like her likes to pretend to be stupid.
Song Yi licked her lips, her eyes were confused: "I don't quite understand what you mean?"
"There is a suspicion of seducing me, Ms. Song, the suspicion of committing the crime is even greater."
"" Song Yi touched her cheek with the tip of her tongue in displeasure, and made Nima's case.
If she wants to commit a crime, she will take the dog's head immediately!
Oh no, shoot first and then kill!
Tang Si pretended not to see it, and continued to say unscrupulously: "At this time, I advise you to keep yourself safe."
"Carry it on your back, sit down, and treat your wound." The command-style sentence cannot be questioned.
It reveals the strength and wildness of this man.
She stared at Tang Si's eyes, which were dark and wild to the bone, like a grassland that had been burned to the end by wildfire, and when the spring breeze blows, it will grow wildly again.
Song Yi groaned and said with the charm of a little woman, "Let me take advantage of you once."
For the sake of your good looks.
She said this as if she was aggrieved.
She is also sensible, if this wound is not treated, it will leave a scar. As a woman, she still loves beauty.
The corridor is very humid, and it seems to be full of moisture.
Occasionally, a musty smell can be smelled. In such a dark and damp corridor, the bright and charming women and the restrained and unruly men seem a bit out of place here.
Tang Si is a policeman, but he has an unruly and noble air about him.
That's right, it's elegant and noble, coming out from the bottom of her heart.
When he doesn't speak and has no expression on his face, he has this temperament, and he doesn't feel that he is prudish at all.
On the contrary, he would feel that lazy wildness is his disguise.
Song Yi and Tang Si went upstairs side by side for no reason other than fearing that she would run away.
It was short of handcuffs to handcuff people.
Wu Wang's room was very messy.
The police, wearing gloves and gloves and masks, inspected the scene.
There was a knock on the door at this time.
Tang Si stood there with one hand in his pocket: "What did you find?"
"Team Tang." Ning Xiachuan, the team leader of the on-site investigation team, greeted him, holding a woman's gauze sun protection clothing in his hand: "This is it, Wu Wang loves to play and waves, but he never puts women If you bring it home, it can't be his mother's, because his mother is too fat to wear it."
"The only possibility is his girlfriend, or his bed partner."
Ning Xiachuan is a cold and rigorous person, and his personality is unambiguous.
"Did anything else be found at the scene?"
"The strange thing is that there is no woman's thing here except this. Maybe it was left behind when the woman left, or maybe he stole it from another woman."
Tang Si squinted his eyes, and looked around the house. The three-bedroom suite was luxuriously decorated, in stark contrast to the corridor just now.
His eyes fell on Song Yi from inside the house.
The man took out the gloves from his pocket, put them on, and moved smoothly.
Immediately, her slender fingers held the sunscreen in front of Song Yi: "Is it yours?"
Song Yi's mind was in a trance at that moment, and she thought it was because she hadn't slept so late, she was mentally disturbed or maybe she was exhausted.
She regained her composure and stared at Tang Si: "Team Tang really hopes it's mine?"
Tang Si raised his eyebrows, his black eyes were deep, as thick as ink that could not be melted.
He didn't speak, Song Yi observed his words and expressions, knowing that he should answer obediently at this time.
Song Yi returned her hands to her chest: "How can this kind of sun protection clothing, which is of low quality, cheap taste and extremely low taste, be mine?"