How did you know my true identity?

Yunhua had already tried hard to control his facial expressions and pretended to be confused.

But she didn't know that human psychology was really not something that could be controlled just by wanting to control.

Eyes and micro-expressions, in the eyes of people who are specific to this area, these are all flaws, full of flaws!

Yunhua had no idea at all. When she heard his question, although she had no expression at that moment, her pupils were dilated. She subconsciously turned her eyes to look to the upper left...

She also subconsciously pursed her lips slightly and deliberately opened her eyes wider.

These are all flaws.

Intelligence personnel will train targetedly in this area and disguise them from micro-expressions and eye movements, so that the interrogator cannot learn the real information.

That is the effect that can only be achieved after countless rigorous training.

Just don’t think about it for ordinary people!

"What is your true identity?" Yun Hua pretended not to know anything and looked at Bo Siqing innocently.

Bo Siqing curled his lips, his head became even lower in an instant. He leaned against her ear, and his voice was very soft: "Girl, you were in the alley that night. You obviously left, why did you turn back to save me?"

"I...I'm afraid that if someone dies, the police will find me!"

Bo Siqing smiled, and his finger gently scratched her cheek: "Is that so? Then why did you bring me to your house? You carry your self-defense steel bars with you, and when facing me, you can attack and escape quickly. These all show that you have a strong sense of self-protection and you are very alert."

His breath squirted into her ears, and she became stiff.

"You are not that kind of silly and sweet little girl. Will you bring a man who is not well-known and seriously injured home...Aren't you afraid that I will hurt your family?"

"The only reason you dare to do this is that you are sure that I will not hurt you, nor your family. You are sure that I am not a gangster."

"Also, girl, do you know what you look at me?"

Yunhua didn't say anything, her brain had become a pot of paste.

At this moment, a tingling pain suddenly came from the round ear beads, and there was a burning feeling!

Yun Hua glared at him instantly, and his face was so blushed that it was about to explode.

Damn it, he he he... He bit her earlobe again!

"Concentrate." Bo Siqing's tone was low and luxurious, like the highest-end cello. When it was gently moved, it made people feel electric.

"Girl, the look of your eyes, the kind of reverence makes me feel like I am a martyr who has already stepped onto the altar!"

Bo Siqing's voice was filled with a little depression, "What did I do to make you look at me with that kind of gaze? That kind of gaze that looked at the martyrs made me creepy!"

Paying homage to the martyrs...

Yunhua was so heartbroken that she couldn't cry.

She had to admit that this person was so powerful and had a very insightful and insightful way of doing things.

She herself didn't know what she looked at him.

But when he said this, she felt that.

It seems...it seems...it's probably true!

Yes, but how do she explain?

She couldn't tell him that when she knew him, he was a martyr who had been sent to the altar and was admired by hundreds of millions of people!

Yunhua is really about to collapse.
Chapter completed!