The Third Thousand Three Hundred and Eighty-Nine Chapters Forensic Adults, Please Arrest (Seventy-One)

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"Pfft—" Song Miaoyun was on the side, watching such a scene, she couldn't help laughing out loud.

It was the first time she saw such a young boy approaching someone for WeChat!

"Hahahahaha!" Song Miaoyun couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" The little boy raised his delicate brows when he heard the sound, his voice soft and glutinous like a glutinous rice dumpling: "I'm serious."

He raised his mobile phone with white tender hands sincerely. It is a very famous brand, and the price is to die for. His tone was serious, but he seemed to be coquettish: "Pretty sister, add a WeChat account, please."

"..."

not good.

"Jing Nuo."

At this moment, a deep and magnetic voice sounded from far and near, the sound quality was very good, but the tone was a little light, and it was a little impatient.

The little boy shrank his neck when he heard the voice.

A slender and tall figure came over, tall, very abstinent, and looked a little gentle. Those dark eyes were as deep as a winter night, and the upward adjustment at the end of the eyes brought out a bit of ruffianness.

The apple in Song Miaoyun's hands fell to the ground with a bang, and there was only one voice left in his heart.

Wow, so handsome!

Also... so familiar!

The little boy named Jing Nuo took a step back, a little cowardly, and whispered, "Brother..."

Wen Heng came over, those dark and beautiful eyes watched such a scene indifferently, and nodded politely, dressed in a noble and noble style, but when he was lazy and lowered his eyes, there was a bit of coldness. Ruffian, his voice was low, he narrowed his eyes impatiently, and the end sound was slightly dangerous: "You will run around without looking at you for a while, eh?"

The person who knows the current affairs is Junjie, and Jing Nuo is very discerning in admitting his mistakes, and he looks like: "Brother, I was wrong, I shouldn't run around."

"Mobile phone." Wen Heng snorted softly and stretched out his hand, his phalanges were slender and cold.

The little boy swallowed, and obediently returned the phone to Wen Heng.

Wen Heng took it, tapped his fingertips, and put the phone down at will, his eyes looked at the dyed white calmly, his dark eyes seemed to be splashed with ink, and his voice was low: "I'm sorry, the child is ignorant, so I'm bothering you. "

"I'm not a child!!" Jing Nuo puffed up her pale cheeks in anger, protesting with dissatisfaction.

Wen Heng narrowed his eyes and glanced at him lightly, his eyes were dark, neither cold nor indifferent.

"..." Jing Nuo was as quiet as a chicken for a moment. After listening for several seconds, he muttered softly, "Why don't you understand..."

My sister is beautiful, I want WeChat.

oh oh oh.

The forensic doctor was calm: "It's okay.

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Wen Heng nodded, and then lazily lowered his long eyelashes. The curvature of the eyelashes was delicate and attractive. The dark eyes reflected the shadow of the little boy, and he seemed impatient and dangerous for no reason.

Jing Nuo took a step back cautiously.

next second,

His back collar was pulled up easily by someone, his hand was slender and distinct, and the obsidian-like cufflinks matched his complexion even more.

The little boy's short legs were instantly suspended in the air, and he was forced to be grabbed by the collar.

"???"

"Let's go." Wen Heng carried the person calmly, like a little chicken, and turned to leave, his face turned against the light, handsome and handsome.

"Brother!" The little boy was so angry that he became a puffer fish, and his mind exploded: "You let me go, don't I want to lose face!"

Hearing the boy's words, Wen Heng thought for a moment, then asked in a mocking tone, "You still have face?"

"Wen Heng!" Jing Nuo was heartbroken and shouted angrily, struggling with her short legs in the air but to no avail.

"It's neither big nor small." Wen Heng snorted lazily. He walked unhurriedly, carrying the person easily with one hand without any effort. He whispered softly and casually, "What do you call me?"

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Mo Yue was silent for two seconds, and the little boy choked out a sentence: "...Brother Wen Heng."

Wen Heng smiled: "Good."

"..." Darling! ! !

It was dusk, and the tall figure turned against the light, looking extraordinarily handsome.

Song Miaoyun held her face in her hands.

She remembered who he was.

He was the one who saved her before.

But this gentleman named Wen Heng didn't know if he didn't take it seriously and forgot or didn't mean to talk about it too much, and didn't mention a word.

The sky darkened quickly. It is said that there will be a meteor shower tonight. The top of Songshan Mountain itself is a very suitable place to watch the meteor shower. They are going to camp in this place.

Two tents are prepared.

Qin Ruiqi and Song Miaoyun live together, dyed white alone.

Song Miaoyun didn't know how to set up a tent, so she could only see Qin Rui start his work. She squatted there and said softly, "Rui Qi, you help me..." My sister adjusted.

Before the words were finished, Song Miaoyun turned around and watched blankly as the forensic doctor handled the tent quickly and neatly.

She looked at it and fell into silence.

Um.

As expected of her sister.

Just awesome.

This time the camping was very pleasant, Song Miaoyun was satisfied, especially when she saw the meteor shower, she was excited to ask Qin Ruiqi to take pictures of her.

After some tossing, it was already past zero.

Song Miaoyun felt sleepy after realizing it, crawled back to the tent to sleep, and said to Ranbai inarticulately, "Good night, sister."

"Good night." Ranbaiqing said coldly.

Qin Ruiqi had a smile on his lips, and his eyelashes covered his eyes when he lowered his head.

late at night.

Everything is silent.

Occasionally, the night wind blows, and the branches and leaves of the trees sway.

It was fine during the day and was always excited, but when it really became quiet, Song Miaoyun didn't sleep very well and had a nightmare.

Dreaming of the scene of the explosion during the day, they were still in the car...

The girl turned pale and woke up suddenly.

She sat up and looked to the side subconsciously, but Qin Ruiqi was nowhere to be seen.

Song Miaoyun stretched out his hand and touched it, but it was still warm, it should have been just after going out.

What is Ruiqi going to do at night?

Before Song Miaoyun could slow down, her heartbeat was thumping, she gritted her teeth and put on a coat to go out.

At night, Songshan fell into complete silence, and the ink in the distance was as heavy as overturned ink.

Song Miaoyun couldn't help but tremble a little, grabbed her coat tightly, looked around but couldn't see Qin Ruiqi, was a little dazed in her heart, and walked away.

Just when she was a little frightened, and when she wanted to go back the same way, she suddenly heard a vague voice, low but familiar.

It should be Qin Ruiqi.

It's so late, who is Qin Ruiqi talking to?

Song Miaoyun had doubts in her heart, and subconsciously walked in the direction of the source of the sound, and saw two figures standing in the night not far away.

One of them, Song Miaoyun, is very familiar with Qin Ruiqi.

Who is the other person?

Looking tall and thin, it should be a man.

Song Miaoyun hesitated, did not walk over directly, but stood behind a big tree, just in time to hear the conversation between them.

At first, Song Miaoyun was still in the fog, but after hearing it clearly, every sentence was like a bolt from the blue, making Song Miaoyun stand stiffly in place, only to feel that the blood all over his body had frozen.