When the time hand pointed to nine o'clock at night, Yan Xiaoyu still had no idea in her mind. She lay on the table, tilted her head and wrote and drew on the table, her eyes half closed and half open. After a while, her eyes were closed tightly. Obviously, it was
About to fall asleep.
After a short nap, I slept quite soundly.
Yan Xiaoyu always lay down and couldn't sleep for too long. Half an hour was already the limit.
When she yawned and got up from the table holding her head, when she saw the person sitting on the big bed behind her, she was frightened and half of her soul was gone. She lost all her tiredness and became completely energetic!
There is a monster in the room! Someone come and collect the monster!
On the bed, Young Master Tou sat, wearing simple home cotton clothes and black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. His delicate face was thoughtful, and his slender body was half-leaning in front of the bed. His long legs were curved sideways,
It is very beautiful, reflecting the orange color of the bedside lamp, and casting a faint light and shadow on the white wall. The whole person and the whole scene are like an oil painting outlining Youyi, calm and quiet, attracting people to the painting.
However, a certain lesbian was obviously not in the mood to appreciate this picture. She jumped up from her chair and asked angrily: "I obviously double-locked, how did you get in?"
The young master didn't seem surprised by her question. He just put down the things in his hands and said quietly, "This is my home."
It means, I have the final say on my territory, I can enter wherever I want, you stupid fish!
In Xiaoyu's mind, he spontaneously transformed Master Tou's answer into such a proud sentence. He couldn't help but become even more angry. He stepped forward and said, "I'm very tired and I'm going to sleep. Please, Mr. Nangong, please go out now!"
"I'm very tired..." Master Tou murmured, raised his eyes to look at her, and curled his lips slightly, "It seems that you are either tired from taking the initiative to kiss me, or you are tired from thinking about me just now."
Taking the initiative to kiss him? Missing him all the time? This person's narcissism level is higher than Mount Everest!
"Nonsense!" Classmate Yu had just secretly made up his mind that he had to make a difference today, "I just miss the canned fish I threw away because it was moldy three years ago, and I won't miss you Nangong Tou either."
The corner of Master Tou's mouth moved, and he said with interest, "Really? Explain to me, what is this?"
He said, throwing something over.
This is a short book about the size of a palm. The book is open. One of the pages has drool marks, scribblings, and handwriting all over the page. The handwriting is all three words————
Nangong Tou, Nangong Tou, Nangong Tou...
Yu Feng Lei, this thief, this robber, she just felt a little excited because of today's kiss and scribbled a little, but before she could completely dispose of the stolen goods, he took the opportunity to steal the evidence.
Therefore, you can say random words and mess around with people, but you must not scribble people's names, otherwise it is very likely to be harmonized accidentally.
"Mr. Nangong, you think too much. I am not writing this because I miss you." Yu pretended to be strong and snorted coldly, "I am drawing a circle to curse you."
Young Master Tou remained calm, raised his hand, pointed at Nangong Tou on the booklet, then pointed at the pattern covering the name, and raised his eyebrows, "What kind of curse is this?"
No——!Why did she want to draw an arrow through the heart so stupidly? Why did Mao know how to draw an arrow through the heart and a mouse when she was a child? When Mao chose the pattern that matched Master Tou, she had no choice.
The mouse chose to shoot an arrow through the heart?
One misstep will lead to eternal hatred, eternal hatred——!
Yu looked at the booklet and did not explain anymore. He stood silently for a while, then leaned over and picked up the short booklet on the bed. He closed it silently, straightened up silently, put it back on the table silently, turned around silently, and prepared to go to the door.
Going out...
"Yan Xiaoyu, you know I will fall asleep before ten o'clock," Master Tou's voice came from behind, lazily, "You also know what will happen if you don't come to bed again."
We are just a trial couple, and we are not familiar with each other. What do I know? I know nothing!
Comrade Yan was very excited and wanted to resist.
But...because I'm used to being hopeless...
His steps turned back spontaneously, and he silently walked back to the bed, climbed up, and shrank into a corner, looking at him warily and with an angry face.
Master Tou was not angry, but slowly leaned over, covered the two of them with a white quilt, hugged her waist from behind, put his chin on her shoulder, and whispered softly, "Let's talk about the case.
"
Xiaoyu was held by him and his body was a little stiff, but he still told him everything about today's investigation. The description was clear and detailed.
"I'm a little clueless now," Xiaoyu lowered his eyebrows, "I'm not sure yet on the direction to continue the investigation. I want to see Wei'an again tomorrow and ask if there are any other clues..."
"Other people don't know what Yan Weian's character is, but you don't know either?"
Young Master Tou asked softly, and Xiaoyu's eyes dimmed.
Yes, others don't know clearly, but she should know that Wei'an is a very stubborn child, and sometimes the things she insists on in her mind are very weird, but this kind of persistence is rarely broken by anyone. When she saw Wei'an's side today, she said
After that, she also clarified some information, that is, everything that can be revealed to her has been told. Even if she goes for a second or third time, I am afraid that she will only get nothing from Wei'an.
There was silence.
She sighed quietly without replying, and her hands felt a little cold.
Nangong Tou not only has a high IQ, but also has a first-class emotional intelligence. His sensory and observation skills are even more difficult for ordinary people. When Xiaoyu was about to fist her hands together for warmth, he had already stretched out his right hand from her waist, shook it slightly, and then
She held her two little hands in her palms...
Such a big and warm palm.
Xiaoyu's heart trembled.
Growing up, I was used to being independent. I like to do what I can and don’t like to rely on others. But it’s not like this now. I feel like it’s good to lean into such a broad embrace. Being wrapped in such a warm hand is like holding someone’s hand.
It's heart-warming and good.
If this man was more ordinary, more down-to-earth, closer to justice, and further away from shamelessness...then she would be down-to-earth and fall in love with this man without any hesitation.
"Wu Yuanqing."
Master Tou smelled the fragrance of her hair and said lightly, "This is your new direction."