Quick Pass: The host has no desire to survive

Chapter 303 Missy Can Have Any Bad Ideas (19)

When the girl's voice said this, the whole person was filled with sadness, and her voice became choked.

She seemed to have made a lot of determination to speak out the thoughts in her heart, but the last sentence was very bumpy, her full lips parted, but she still swallowed the next words.

Di Chengting looked at the girl whose snow-white face was gradually turning red, the corners of his lips curled up imperceptibly, but then he returned to the expressionless face before, with a deep voice full of playfulness. Asked: "What did you promise?"

Bei Er heard the banter in his tone, the kind of self-esteem that belonged to the eldest lady, so she couldn't say the words that she agreed to be his kitten.

And behind him stood a strange man who had never seen him before. She pouted angrily, but she was not going to speak.

Seeing her expression, Di Chengting felt a little bit happier. This little girl looks like a tsundere kitten, making people want to reach out and rub her furry head , pinch her pink cheeks.

"If you don't tell me, I have other things to do, and I really don't have time to waste here with you."

After he uttered this sentence, when Bei Er heard it, he felt somewhat uncomfortable. Is this man such a stinky fart?

Every time he talks to himself in a condescending manner, it is really impossible for people to lose their dignity and cater to his evil tastes.

At this time, Dai Jingsong, the police chief behind him, glanced at the watch on his wrist. Although he knew that he couldn't bother him in this situation, he really didn't have time to wait any longer.

So he said cautiously: "Master Di Jiu, it's getting late, why don't you talk to this young lady later?"

Dai Jingsong's voice revealed a trace of nervousness and uneasiness. He smiled along with his face and kept his posture very low. He only hoped that the ninth master could help him solve the case as soon as possible.

Originally, Bei'er didn't pay much attention to the middle-aged man behind Di Chengting, but when she heard that he dared to ask the master to get up, she had to pay attention to him.

A black uniform with a hat in his hand.

Obviously someone from the police department, the medal on his chest is a sign that his status is not low, combined with the bad things she did last night.

She immediately guessed the identity of this person.

Then he retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes, and looked at the smooth marble floor.

The long and dense eyelashes covered all the emotions in her eyes, making it impossible to see what she was thinking at the moment.

Di Chengting's deep eyes have been watching Bei'er all the time. When he saw her lowered eyebrows and pleasing eyes, he couldn't help wondering if what he said just now was a bit harsh again, which hurt the little girl's heart.

Otherwise, why would she look sad?
Thinking of this, Marshal Di became a little irritable.

Suddenly hearing Dai Jingsong's voice urging him again, the already agitated person became even more irritable now.

Although he really wanted to check the scene of the crime, but seeing the little girl's expression, he really couldn't get up and go, "Director Dai, you also saw that Ben Shuai has other things today."

After finishing speaking, there was a pause, and he said to Xing Weiwei who was behind Beier: "Adjutant Xing, you are fine anyway, go with Director Dai."

As soon as the words fell, without waiting for the two of them to answer, he stretched out his big palm, took Bei'er's hand, and walked to the second floor.

Dai Jingsong looked at the backs of the two people who disappeared on the stairs with a surprised face, and said in a bewildered tone: "What does this mean?"

Although Xing Weiwei was also a little shocked, he has been with Di Chengting for many years and knows what to ask and what not to ask, so he replied to Dai Jingsong in a flat tone, "Director Dai, please, I will take the soldiers with you. "

Bei'er was held by his warm big palm, which had a thick callus at the tiger's mouth, rubbing against her palm with the movement of walking.

A faint itching flowed from her tender palm to her heart little by little.

This feeling also carried a sense of security that she couldn't detect easily.

She couldn't help raising those black obsidian eyes, and fixedly looked at the man's tall and straight back. His broad shoulders were casually covered with a gray-blue warlord jacket. The sleeves swayed with the wind as he walked.

On the golden buttons on the cuffs is their Di family's unique family imprint, an eagle wrapped around a cold-blooded snake.

On the wrist of the arm holding her little hand, there is a watch with a silver-white dial. When she glances slightly sideways, she can see his perfect side face. The high bridge of the nose makes Beier feel like she can slide on it. Thin The lips are light pink, and they are tightly pressed together at this moment, which is even more cold and ruthless.

His legs are long and he takes a long stride.

When he was pulling her away, he didn't deliberately slow down, so that she had to trot hard to keep up with his rhythm, so as not to fall to the ground.

There was a slight tingling pain in her heart. She knew that her heart couldn't bear it because of the fast steps. In addition, she went out to do bad things last night, so she didn't have a good rest all night.

She couldn't help it, she coughed softly, "cough cough cough..."

Di Chengting, who was walking in front, felt a little overwhelmed since he took the little girl's soft and warm hand.

This was the first time he had such intimate contact with a woman. He originally wanted to take her to the study on the second floor, because it was relatively quiet and no one dared to disturb her.

As a result, he held her hand so naturally that he didn't dare to look back at her now, let alone slow down.

Suddenly hearing her heart-piercing cough, he hurriedly stopped, turned around and looked at her with a little concern in his deep eyes, and asked in a stiff tone: "Are you all right?"

Bei'er's other hand covered her chest, and the coughing sound in her throat could not be stopped. Her little face, which was originally white, became pale at this moment.

Because the cough was too severe, the big eyes filled with tears in an instant.

These teardrops swirled in the sockets.

She tried hard to suppress her cough, but she couldn't stop it, so she could only reply intermittently: "Di... cough cough cough... Marshal, you don't need... cough cough cough... worry... Er'er, this is all It's an old problem~cough cough cough..."

Hearing her uncomfortable coughing, and her appearance of being out of breath, Di Chengting couldn't help but lowered his body slightly, stretched out Chang's arms, and wrapped her in his arms.

Bei'er was held in her arms by a pair of Kong Wu's powerful arms in a whirl, and her body was stuck in a hot embrace. She could feel the man's muscular chest muscles and hot breath through the thin clothes.

The man's domineering male hormonal breath directly invaded the air around her, tightly surrounding her, making her blush and her heartbeat beating, and the tips of her ears became hot and pink...

(End of this chapter)