The car was heated, much warmer than outside, but Shen Bing kept rubbing her thighs and arms, still not recovering from the cold. Her face was red from the cold, and she looked very pretty. I wondered why I didn't notice how pretty she was a few days ago. It seems that dressing is really the key. If she was put in the countryside, carrying a hoe and working barefoot in the fields, she would be buried, and there would be no beauty at all.
When she saw me staring at her, a smug smile appeared on her face, as if she was showing off to me: "Am I beautiful?"
I refused to give her face, so I withdrew my gaze and looked up at the roof of the car.
She chuckled and said, "Country bumpkin, I find you are becoming more and more adorable."
"What's so cute about me?" This girl's words are just like her personality, sometimes she is so crazy that people can't understand her.
"Just a hypocrite!" She covered her mouth and giggled.
I was sweating. If I kept staring at her, she would definitely think I was a hooligan. If I didn't, I would be a hypocrite. I stared at her thighs and said angrily, "Stop talking nonsense. How did you know I was here? You are wearing something so seductive in such a cold weather. Are you crazy?"
"Bah, what's so charming about me? I was supposed to attend a party tonight, but I got a notice from my team leader and rushed here without even having time to change clothes. You country bumpkin, what have you seen of the world?" She puffed up her cheeks angrily, looking at my eyes fixed on her thighs, and as expected, she said, "You stinking hooligan!"
Then he threw me a super-large photo, which clearly showed me, a handsome man, squeezing through the crowd and running out like a thief. This scene should be the scene when I just came downstairs and was chased by the murderer. I was stunned. Who took this photo secretly? The resolution was quite high, it couldn't have been taken by a mobile phone.
Shen Bing said proudly that there happened to be a tabloid reporter at the scene with a camera, who took every photo of me committing the crime. There were also onlookers who testified that I ran over here, so she chased after me.
I glared at her, called her a moron, and said something like I had committed a crime, and was about to throw the photo back. But suddenly I saw a bystander above, and I jumped up suddenly as if I had received an electric shock. I forgot that I was in a car, and my head hit the roof of the car, and a big bump appeared. The pain was so severe that I saw stars in front of my eyes.
"Do you have epilepsy?" Shen Bing asked with her dark eyes rolling.
"You are the one who has epilepsy!" I retorted unhappily while touching my big bag, and quickly took the photo under my eyelids to look at it carefully. Damn, it was really her, Yaxue!
She was squeezed in the crowd, facing the street light, and behind me, so she looked particularly clear. I couldn't help but open my mouth wide. How could she be here? Could she have been following me? No, since I came here, I haven't seen anyone coming in and out of her house, which means she is still outside.
When he thought of this, his heart immediately rose to his throat, and he said anxiously: "Drive quickly and go back to the crime scene."
"What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?" Shen Bing turned around and asked while starting the car.
As the car started, suddenly a flash of fire appeared in front of us, illuminating half of the sky red, which was very dazzling in the dark night sky.
Shen Bing braked the car and rolled down the window. I stretched my head and looked out. There was a fire at the Ling family! The whole small building was engulfed in flames. Thick smoke billowed into the sky. Screams came from the courtyard, just like a chicken coop had exploded. The car was on with the heater on, much warmer than outside, but Shen Bing was still rubbing her thighs and arms, not yet recovered from the cold. Her little face was red from the cold, and she looked very fresh. I was wondering why I didn't realize how beautiful she was a few days ago. It seems that dressing is really the key. If she was put in the countryside, carrying a hoe and working barefoot in the fields, she would be buried. How could she be beautiful
When she saw me staring at her, a smug smile appeared on her face, as if she was showing off to me: "Am I beautiful?"
I refused to give her face, so I withdrew my gaze and looked up at the roof of the car.
She chuckled and said, "Country bumpkin, I find you are becoming more and more adorable."
"What's so cute about me?" This girl's words are just like her personality, sometimes she is so crazy that people can't understand her.
"Just a hypocrite!" She covered her mouth and giggled.
I was sweating. If I kept staring at her, she would definitely think I was a hooligan. If I didn't, I would be a hypocrite. I stared at her thighs and said angrily, "Stop talking nonsense. How did you know I was here? You are wearing something so seductive in such a cold weather. Are you crazy?"
"Bah, what's so charming about me? I was supposed to attend a party tonight, but I got a notice from my team leader and rushed here without even having time to change clothes. You country bumpkin, what have you seen of the world?" She puffed up her cheeks angrily, looking at my eyes fixed on her thighs, and as expected, she said, "You stinking hooligan!"
Then he threw me a super-large photo, which clearly showed me, a handsome man, squeezing through the crowd and running out like a thief. This scene should be the scene when I just came downstairs and was chased by the murderer. I was stunned. Who took this photo secretly? The resolution was quite high, it couldn't have been taken by a mobile phone.
Shen Bing said proudly that there happened to be a tabloid reporter at the scene with a camera, who took every photo of me committing the crime. There were also onlookers who testified that I ran over here, so she chased after me.
I glared at her, called her a moron, and said something like I had committed a crime, and was about to throw the photo back. But suddenly I saw a bystander above, and I jumped up suddenly as if I had received an electric shock. I forgot that I was in a car, and my head hit the roof of the car, and a big bump appeared. The pain was so severe that I saw stars in front of my eyes.
"Do you have epilepsy?" Shen Bing asked with her dark eyes rolling.
"You are the one who has epilepsy!" I retorted unhappily while touching my big bag, and quickly took the photo under my eyelids to look at it carefully. Damn, it was really her, Yaxue!
She was squeezed in the crowd, facing the street light, and behind me, so she looked particularly clear. I couldn't help but open my mouth wide. How could she be here? Could she have been following me? No, since I came here, I haven't seen anyone coming in and out of her house, which means she is still outside.
When he thought of this, his heart immediately rose to his throat, and he said anxiously: "Drive quickly and go back to the crime scene."
"What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?" Shen Bing turned around and asked while starting the car.
As the car started, suddenly a flash of fire appeared in front of us, illuminating half of the sky red, which was very dazzling in the dark night sky.
Shen Bing braked the car and rolled down the window. I stretched my head and looked out. The Ling family was on fire! The whole small building was engulfed in flames, and thick smoke billowed into the sky. Screams came from the courtyard, just like a chicken coop had exploded.