Chapter 20: Passionate Nude Chat? (1)

The floor and furniture became spotless, and the new decorations on the wall and the two pots of flowers made the place more lively. Yin Hui gradually got used to brushing her teeth twice a day, washing her socks once a day, and washing clothes more often than before. It has grown a lot. At the same time, he has become accustomed to rushing back for dinner after get off work every day. In just one month, Tang Yan made this place feel like a home, giving Yin Hui a light and warm feeling. Tang Yan's arrival , giving Yin Hui someone to talk to at night, so that he no longer feels so boring at night, even though he is just the simplest friend.

At this time, Tang Yan had finished mopping the floor and was sitting on the sofa rubbing her hands. Yin Hui looked over from the side and saw her: her long hair was clamped behind her ears with clips, revealing the fair skin between her ears. Her facial features were rounded to form a graceful line.

The curves of her body. The neck is fair and smooth, with a piece of crystal and other accessories. Coupled with the curves of the body and this milky white dress, the overall feeling is like a fairy in a painting. This visual impact makes Yin Hui powerful.

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Yin Hui suddenly had an impulse.

He sat up straight and called softly: "Tang Yan."

"Huh?" Tang Yan immediately turned her head and was slightly surprised when she saw Yin Hui's serious face, "What's wrong?"

"Actually, I have something on my mind that I want to tell you now."

It was probably the sincerity in Yin Hui's eyes that scared Tang Yan. When Tang Yan spoke, her voice was a little nervous and a little expectant: "What are you talking about?"

"Thank you!" Yin Hui said sincerely.

Tang Yan sat there quietly, looking at Yin Hui with her eyes.

"My life has changed a lot since you moved in. It's you who made this place no longer a mess and made it feel like a home. It's you who made me no longer feel lonely at night and made this place happy. So, thank you

!Thank you for giving me happiness!" After Yin Hui finished speaking her heart, Tang Yan still sat there quietly without saying a word.

"Okay, I'm done." Yin Hui said.

Tang Yan's eyes suddenly turned red, and tears flowed out.

Yin Hui was startled and didn't know what happened.

"What...what's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"Did I say something wrong somewhere?"

Tang Yan bit her lip and shed more tears.

Yin Hui was really panicked now, thinking that something must have hurt her heart. So she quickly apologized: "Tang Yan, I was wrong. If I said something that hurt your heart, you can hit me back.

You can scold me back, as long as you can calm down, as long as you don't cry."

It's okay not to say it, but as soon as she finished speaking, Tang Yan's tears seemed to burst out of control. At first, she was sitting and crying quietly, but now she put her hands on her forehead, cried on the table, and also

He cried out in a whimpering voice.

Yin Hui panicked even more and didn't know what to do.

He put his hand on Tang Yan's shoulder, shook it gently and said, "Xiao Tang, please stop crying, okay? Good Xiao Tang, please tell me what happened?"

What was the reason? Yin Hui thought that something he said must have hurt her heart, or at least touched something sad in her heart, so she cried so sadly.

But which sentence is it? Yin Hui thought about it over and over again for a long time, but couldn't think of a reason.

Although Tang Yan was still talking and laughing with Yin Hui as usual the next day, Yin Hui still couldn't let go of the knot in his heart. He tried to ask Tang Yan the reason again, but Tang Yan hesitated and finally answered Yin Hui's question tactfully.

Prevaricate.

The more Tang Yan acted like this, the more Yin Hui felt like there was a lump in her throat, and she became more and more eager to know the real reason.

Chapter 9 Conan Doyle

In the early morning, Yin Hui logged into his QQ. Because he had not logged in for a long time, as soon as the network was connected, he was surrounded by an endless stream of background messages from Didi. When Yin Hui was in a hurry, one by one

When he was replying, someone played the ball for him. Yin Hui was stunned. It was so late. Who else was playing a prank on him? Of course, his surprise did not last long, because the other party sent another video request.

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"Haha, interesting." Yin Hui clicked OK without thinking.

After a few seconds of network delay, the picture finally became clear. What came into view was a rather beautiful foreign woman with flowing curly hair, casually hanging on her shoulders. Under the neat bangs was a pair of dark eyes.

Shining like a star. She has a standard oval face, skin like mutton fat that can be broken by blowing, red lips and white teeth, and her beauty is as beautiful as a pearl.

At this time, she was only wearing a white pajamas. The loose pajamas could not hide her attractive figure, which was well-proportioned. The buds on her chest were particularly clear, and two bulges could even be vaguely seen.

"Mr. Exorcist, long time no see." The other party said something in Chinese very poorly.

"Yes." Yin Hui nodded, very casually and relaxedly, as if he were facing an old friend for many years. In fact, this woman was indeed his friend and a confidant.

Her name is Conan Doyle, and she has the same name as a master of suspense novels. She is of pure Italian descent. However, after becoming an adult, she unexpectedly came to the East across the ocean and became a Chinese national. Faced with this materialistic society,

Facing those foreign Chinese who behave in a lustful manner and would rather be other people's dogs than dress themselves up in a foreign-style manner, Yin Hui really doesn't know what kind of medicine this woman is selling in her gourd. But according to Conan

My own statement is that she has had a strong interest in this mysterious Eastern country since she was a child, but unfortunately, Eastern civilization is too broad and profound, so for the sake of convenience, she can only fly

Once here, for the sake of convenience, she simply changed herself into an unqualified oriental girl. However, in terms of faith, she was still loyal to Jesus, because she was once a proud priest in the Vatican Papal State.

Currently, Conan works in the Capital Public Security System, the Unbelievable Incident Action Team. The name is hard to pronounce, but it is indeed incredible. Yin Hui also asked about it at the beginning, but Conan's explanation was very abstract. On the one hand, her Chinese proficiency needs to be improved.

On the other hand, she didn’t know how to describe it. But one thing was unquestionable. This position was annoying and tricky, but it was fresh and exciting. Conan Doyle, who had Magellan’s blood flowing in his body, responded to this.

I forget about food and sleep and never get tired of it.

Sometimes she would chat with Yin Hui when encountering bizarre cases, because these cases were often weird and terrifying, mixed with many supernatural colors, so every time at this time, the subjects taught by Old Zhaotou would send students

Yin Hui also answered very professionally and even helped Conan a lot. The excited Conan often screamed and asked him how he knew these things. Yin Hui just smiled and kept silent. This is also

This made him even more mysterious in Conan's heart, and he became accustomed to the nickname "Mr. Exorcist".

After a while of greetings, Conan seemed to notice that Yin Hui was a little distracted, so he asked more questions. Yin Hui had no choice but to vaguely express his doubts.

Conan Doyle: "Can you be more clear?"

Yin Hui then told the whole story of the rainy night.

Conan Doyle: "Hahaha, you'd better not care about why others are crying? You'd better care about yourself first."

Yin Hui: "Myself? What do I care about?"

Conan Doyle: "Why do you care that she cries? Why do you want to know so much? Why?"

Yes! Why?

Conan Doyle: "Because you are worried that you have broken her heart, because you are worried that she will ignore you, because you are worried that it is not because of you that she sheds tears. Because, you have fallen in love with her!"

Yin Hui was shocked: "That's not the case. Even ordinary friends should be concerned!"

Conan Doyle: "Then tell me, if she was angry with you tomorrow, or even left, how would you feel in your heart?"

Yin Hui thought about it and felt heartbroken.

Conan Doyle: "How does it feel? Heartache?"

Yin Hui had to admit it.

Conan Doyle: "Actually, you have become accustomed to her life, and she has entered your life. She has indeed changed you. You have also fallen in love with her."

Yin Hui: "I like her, I admit it. But loving her is absolutely impossible."

Conan Doyle: "Are you going to stick to your principles because of that man?"

Yin Hui smiled bitterly: "I don't want to change."

Conan Doyle: "Sigh. I'm afraid you will miss a lot of beautiful things this way."

Yin Hui: "I have my own sense of discretion on this. After talking for so long, you still haven't told me your views on this matter."

Conan Doyle: "You have been smart and pretentious all your life. Why can't you see clearly at this time? It seems that you are really a fan of the authorities!"

Yin Hui: "Hey, hey, hey, I'm asking you for advice, not listening to your lectures."

Conan Doyle: "Okay, no problem! In fact, this matter is very simple. First of all, she must have hidden the umbrella."

"Why?"

Conan Doyle: "I have studied your Eastern language and culture. The sound of umbrella is the same as 'san'. If she doesn't give you the umbrella, it means she doesn't want to break up with you."

Yin Hui: "But she still went."

Conan Doyle: "If two people ride under the same umbrella, that's not called separation, that's called being in the same boat."

Yin Hui: "But she should also be able to think that I can borrow another umbrella."

Conan Doyle: "That's because she misses you! Congratulations! Congratulations! She's in love with you!"

After hearing this, Yin Hui felt inexplicably ecstatic and also felt incredible.

Isn’t it possible? I’ve only known her for a few months?

Conan Doyle: "I don't know the specifics. However, judging from the number of tears she shed, she likes you very much! Congratulations! Congratulations!"

Yin Hui: "Why do all foreigners now say "Congratulations! Congratulations!"

Conan Doyle: "What? Has anyone else congratulated you? Then congratulations even more, congratulations!"

Alas! Women are so complicated...

She loves me! Yin Hui finds it incredible!

I love her? Yin Hui shook her head, no!
Chapter completed!