Fast travel: report to the host, the system crashed again!

Chapter 423: Only the Emperor’s Heart ([-])
"Brother Zichu, what can I help you with?" He smiled and ran over to say hello, completely ignoring Song Beifan.

Tip No. 15 on seducing men: You can’t stick to a man forever. You need to make him feel left out at the right time, so that he starts to care about why you ignore him, so as to attract the man’s attention.

But Song Beifan was not an ordinary man, Wutong only talked to Zichu, and he was happy and leisurely, he didn't feel unhappy at all, but it was Wutong who kept looking at him secretly, observing his expression.

Naturally, Zichu saw Wutong's small movements, and said with a smile, "I happen to have something to leave, so you can investigate with Beifan." After saying that, Zichu smiled and waved away.

"Okay, goodbye brother Zichu!" Wutong burst into tears with gratitude. She felt that Zichu could write a book called "On the Self-cultivation of Assists", which would definitely be a big seller!
Watching Zichu leave, Wutong suppressed his excitement, and whispered in Song Beifan's ear: "Okay, Song Butou, there are only two of us again."

"Didn't you ignore me?" Song Beifan raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a faint smile on the corner of Song Beifan's mouth.

"Ah ah ah, Xiao Fanfan, you laughed!" She reached out to pull Song Beifan's face, but Wutong didn't answer Song Beifan's words at all, her thoughts were too fast.

Just when Song Beifan wanted to push Wutong's hands away and scolded him harshly, Wutong had already let go of him, turned his back and said, "Then let's continue the cold war."

With that said, Song Beifan entered the inn first.

This girl's temperament was really hard to figure out. Song Beifan rubbed his forehead and went in to ask the shopkeeper and waiter some questions. This was the place where the first murder occurred.

They asked questions in a separate room without involving Wutong, an outsider.After asking for about an hour, the information he got was all insignificant. When Song Beifan was about to leave, he found Wutong lying on the table and sleeping soundly.

It turned out that she hadn't left yet.

Hesitating whether to wake Wutong up or not, Song Beifan lingered beside her for a while, and finally turned and left.

"Song Beifan!" Wutong had actually heard him coming down a long time ago, and she was expecting him to touch her head, or cover her with clothes, or wake her up if that didn't work, but he actually didn't do anything. Jumping up angrily, Wutong ran to Song Beifan and pointed at his nose and shouted, "You just abandoned me like this?"

A lost word was extremely aggrieved, trying to hold back the tears in his eyes, Wu Tong flicked his sleeves and said angrily: "Anyway, you can't see what I do!"

He turned his back and walked away quickly, but all the tears in his eyes were put away, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. After making such a fuss, Song Beifan should have softened his heart.

Sure enough, Song Beifan chased after him, but said, "Your handkerchief fell off."

"Song Beifan!" This time, Wutong was really angry, why is this person so difficult to communicate with!
"No more, no more!" Throwing the handkerchief on the ground and stepping on it, Wu Tong angrily went back to the inn where she was staying.

Lying on the bed, Wutong tossed and turned thinking about Song Beifan's face, but couldn't get him out of his mind.

"System, can I choose Brother Zichu?" Lying on his back, Wutong let out a long sigh. If it was to attack Zichu, it must not be so difficult. There is no harm if there is no comparison!

"Ask your own heart." The system clicked twice, obviously Song Beifan was in his head, huh, woman.

"Ah, can you replace him with brother Zichu's EQ!"

When Wutong kept complaining, the system notified her: "Go to Song Beifan's house again."

"Okay! Xiao Fanfan, here I come!" Wutong jumped up and quickly changed his outfit.

The system couldn't help but sigh again: Ha, woman.

Entering Song Beifan's bedroom with ease, Wu Tong found the handkerchief he had left behind during the day on his desk.

Could it be said that Song Beifan also liked him a little bit?

Covering his mouth and snickering, Wu Tong began to search in his house for anything to take as a souvenir.

"What are you looking for?" Song Beifan, who was sleeping soundly, opened his eyes, staring straight at Wutong with a pair of cold eyes.

"Looking for your personal belongings." Wutong didn't mind being discovered by him at all. Song Beifan couldn't beat her anyway.

Picking up the handkerchief on the table and approaching Song Beifan who had just stood up, Wu Tong twirled the handkerchief and said, "Xiao Fanfan, which girl's handkerchief is this? Could it be your sweetheart?" He was snickering, wondering what kind of answer he would give.

"A troublesome person, not a sweetheart." This answer made Wutong almost angry.

She suppressed her anger, wrapped her hands around Song Beifan's neck, and said close to his face, "You are so good, your sweetheart can only be me." Competing with herself, Wutong began to admire her superb acting skills.

"Hmph." With a cold snort, Song Beifan drew out his saber and attacked Wutong.

"Don't do this." The wrist turned quickly, holding his blade, and his body was still tightly attached to Song Beifan.

His face darkened further, and he said in a deep voice, "What are you going to do?"

"What are you doing? I like you." Withdrew his hand, narrowed his eyes and smiled at him.Wutong never runs away from his feelings.

"You're harassing now." Knowing that he couldn't beat Wutong, Song Beifan didn't fight back, but he still took a few steps back and distanced himself from her.

Wutong also took a few steps back, put his hands behind his back, blinked twice and said: "We are so far away now, I can't touch you, how can it be called harassment? Look, think about me?"

"Impossible." Song Beifan refused decisively, "I will not be with a thief."

"Then I'll be good!" Wu Tong raised a hand to show his determination, "Really, I can do anything for you."

Hearing this, Song Beifan raised his eyebrows and said, "Then you go to the Yamen and surrender."

"Impossible." Like Song Beifan's answer just now, Wutong also rejected the proposal without hesitation.

Surrender?What a joke, how could she, a great thief, surrender herself!It’s so shameless, I won’t surrender even if I die!
"Don't talk about it." Spreading his hands, Song Beifan launched an offensive against Wutong again. Even if he couldn't beat him, as a policeman, it was his duty.

But in Wutong's eyes, fighting Song Beifan was like playing games, he couldn't hurt her at all.

"Xiao Fanfan, it's fun to flirt like this, don't you think?" Wutong still had some energy left, and kept teasing Song Beifan while fighting.

Because the sound of the fighting was too loud, it once again attracted the servants. Wutong sighed and said: "Xiao Fanfan, next time we go outside to fight, these people will really ruin the atmosphere."

After saying that, she swiftly escaped from the window, and she did not forget to turn around and give Song Beifan a wink.

Her oath is: to continue flirting with men until death!

(End of this chapter)