It is Cheng Suqing.
Su An's expression changed, and he rushed upstairs in three steps.
Cheng Suqing was paralyzed in the room, the refrigerator was open, and the cold air was swirling into a vague mist. The dazzling white light hit her heavily make-up face, illuminating her face pale and distorted. Su An stepped forward, pulled Cheng Suqing up and pulled him behind him, and glanced around nervously, "Sister, what's the matter?"
There were hasty footsteps outside, Chu Te helped mess up his hair, and said anxiously, "What happened!"
Cheng Suqing seemed to have been cramped, and she could barely stand up by pulling Su An's arm, her long nails almost digging into her brother's flesh, "I said in the refrigerator that I can only put a mask, that ball, that ball of meat. ... who put it in?"
Meat, Su An's eyes were fixed on the meat dish that had been condensed into one piece.
The fat and lean meat was glued together by the condensed butter. At first glance, it seemed that it was not a dish that had been prepared, but a mass of fresh meat that had just been cut from the animal.
He turned his head to the side, Cheng Suqing stared at the refrigerator, slender blue veins appeared on the back of his hand.
Chu Tezhu stepped forward quickly and looked at the plate of meat in the refrigerator, his face also sank. He took the meat away from the plate, Cheng Suqing suddenly gained strength, and she roared hysterically: "—Who put this thing in my room!"
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Shen Changxiu, who walked slowly to the door, frowned slightly, "Su Qing."
Cheng Suqing paused, barely stood up, her face turned pale and her hair on the temples was pulled behind her ears, her fair face and the back of her neck were drawn into a pitiful line, "Chang Xiu, look, such a disgusting thing is actually so disgusting. Showing up in my refrigerator would scare me to death."
She stepped forward and lay in Shen Changxiu's arms, her shoulders trembled, and she cried.
Shen Changxiu sighed and caressed her back tenderly and sweetly, "Even so, you shouldn't lose your temper. No matter how beautiful a person is when he gets angry, he won't look good, right?"
Cheng Suqing's little finger twitched, "Yeah."
Su An glanced at Shen Changxiu.
How strange to hear this comforting word.
A couple upstairs hugged each other, and Su An and Chu Te helped them go downstairs together.
Chu Tezhu pursed his lips tightly, and hurriedly threw the dishes and meat into the trash can, asking the housekeeper to call all the servants over to question him.
Su An squatted beside the trash can with her head lowered, looking at the red, yellow and yellow meat inside, the servant aunt came over and said with a smile, "Little Master, Chu Tezhu wants me to put away the trash."
Su An stood up and stepped aside, and asked curiously, "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 just meat?" Auntie opened the garbage bag and glanced at it in confusion. The smell of greasy meat and vegetables rushed to her nose. She was about to close it again when she suddenly said "Huh", "It really looks like a thing."
Su An was refreshed: "What?"
Auntie looked at him hesitantly for several times, and didn't want to say much. After a while, she whispered, "Like a placenta."
After Cheng Suqing recovered, Su An was called to the study by Shen Changxiu. Shen Changxiu frowned slightly, and asked worriedly, "An An, when you came back, was there anything unusual about your sister?"
Cheng Suan was obviously a little restrained in front of him. The boy lowered his head, only his hair was spinning towards Shen Changxiu, and the skin on the back of his fair neck was delicate, soft and harmless.
"I don't know either," the voice was soft, not daring to speak loudly, "when I came back, my sister was already frightened."
Shen Changxiu took off his glasses and said warmly, "Don't be nervous."
Cheng Suan nodded twice, still looking very nervous.
The man laughed twice, "An An protected my sister and is a good boy."
Cheng Suan was a little shy and lowered her head even lower.
"How is it at school?" Shen Changxiu changed the subject and put Cheng Suqing's affairs 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, his slender long eyes narrowed slightly, "It should be."
Cheng Suqing's younger brother is different from her. He has been raised very well, and his helpless appearance is also innocent. Shen Changxiu and Su An chatted for a while, the phone rang, he lowered his head and glanced, "Brother-in-law went out to answer a call, An An will wait for me here, you can read some books casually."
The door rang and closed. Su An was a good boy. He followed the advice and walked to the bookcase to look for books to read. The study 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 put them back.
He was lucky. In the process of tossing and turning, he really found a piece of white paper that was hidden. Su An didn't have any self-consciousness to do no harm, so he naturally took a look and his eyes stopped. This was a death certificate. .
The dead person is 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 in Shen Changxiu's body, not to mention other things, it is not easy to say that he decided to marry Cheng Suqing three months later after knowing Cheng Suqing for half a month.
Is Shen Changxiu really fascinated by Cheng Suqing
Does not look like.
If it wasn't for liking, what would be the purpose of Shen Changxiu? Will he be Chu He
Su An put the death certificate back where it was and sat back to where it was. After Shen Changxiu came back, he smiled embarrassedly: "Brother-in-law, I'm a little sleepy."
Shen Changxiu rubbed his head and laughed: "Go back."
Su An returned to the bedroom, and before she could figure out what the placenta and He Feiyu represented, she 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 let out a "hiss", but he didn't expect the time to sell her color for money so soon. But no matter how urgent tomorrow's business was, 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 water dripping. Su An came early, and He Xiran was taking a bath—he even took a bath in the studio.
The studio was huge, with dried-up paint sticking to the floor and walls. The white canvas is placed in the corner, and there is a bedroom connected to the studio. Su An suspects that He Xiran usually eats and lives here.
He looked around, and suddenly heard a "click" on the door, and hurriedly raised his head with a cute smile, "Hello, teacher."
He Xiran was only wearing a bath towel, the tight muscles on his chest were strong, and the pale skin had large red tattoos that snaked down from his neck, climbed over his chest, and stretched all the way to the undulating groin. place.
The water droplets slide down and are sucked up by the towel.
He Xiran also seemed a little surprised that Su An was here, but then became calm: "Wait a minute."
Leave the studio and go to the bedroom.
The curly hair that covered his eyebrows was pushed back to the back of his head, and Su An only saw his appearance today, and between his brows and eyes was handsomely colored. As he walked, the tattoo on his back kept rising and falling, the color of blood. Su An inexplicably shivered as he watched it.
The last time I saw He Xiran, he had no tattoos on his body, but now the tattoos are all crawling up his neck like a snake.
He Xiran has cold white skin, pale skin to the point of morbidity, wide shoulders and narrow waist, and red tattoos all over it. Although it is beautiful and even sexy, it has to be said that it is a bit weird, and it makes people tremble and goosebumps. land.
Su An touched her chilling neck and felt that He Xiran was too evil.
After a while, He Xiran put on his clothes and walked out, pointing to the blue sofa in front of the easel, "You sit there."
Su An walked over and sat down, putting his hands straight on his knees like a primary school student.
He Xiran said: "Put a beautiful pose."
"Okay," Su An nodded seriously, trying her best to put on a beautiful pose, and looking at He Xiran with bright eyes, "Teacher, is this okay?"
He Xiran frowned slightly: "Relax."
Su An came according to what He Xiran said. He Xiran pursued perfection and demanded too much. In the end, Cheng Suan shrank and said solemnly: "I'm sorry, teacher, but I can't."
He sniffled and lowered his head, "I'm so stupid."
He Xiran extinguished the cigarette, "The studio will give you money in the afternoon."
Cheng Suan looked up blankly, not knowing what he was talking about. The next moment, He Xiran held down Su An's back and bent his waist into a beautiful arc.
Oh, that touch the contract for ten thousand dollars.
He Xiran was skilled and barely touched Su An a few times. Su An knelt on the sofa, one leg was stretched, and the 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 on the other side was really Chu He, then he would have to be bitten to pieces today.
They were too close, Su An bowed his head, He Xiran's eagle ring on his finger was facing him, the ruby in the eagle's eyes was dazzling, as if it could fly out and take Su An's eyes 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."
Surprisingly, when Su An looked closer to his neck, he could see the tattoo marks, which seemed to be called pigeon blood tattoos. It is said that after drinking, bathing, and emotional excitement, it will emerge, and the color will be very bright red.
He breathed a sigh of relief, He Xiran was not so evil.
After a while, He Xiran finally sat behind the drawing board with satisfaction. The long model work began, Su An stared at He Xiran for a while without a trace, and found that He Xiran was addicted to smoking.
He only smokes half of each cigarette, and the remaining half will be snuffed out and discarded. The frequency of breathing and breathing when smoking is maintained at a certain frequency, and it can even be said that he is self-disciplined even when he smokes.