Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3386 Forensic Master, please arrest (71)

   "Puff——" Song Miaoyun was just aside, watching such a scene and couldn't help laughing.

  It was the first time she saw such a small boy chatting up and asking for WeChat!

   "Hahahahaha!" Song Miaoyun couldn't smile.

  "What are you laughing at." The little boy frowned when he heard the sound. His voice was soft and waxy like glutinous rice dumplings: "I'm serious."

  His white and tender little hands raised the phone sincerely. It is a well-known brand. The price is dying. He has a serious tone, but he seems to be acting like a baby: "Beautiful sister, add a WeChat, okay?"

  "……"

not good.

   "Jing Nuo."

   At this moment, a deep magnetic voice rang from far and near. The quality of the sound was very good, but the tone was a little weak and faintly impatient.

  The little boy shrank his neck when he heard this voice.

  A slender and tall figure walked over, very tall, very abstinent, and looked a little gentle. Those deep ink eyes were deep like winter night, and there was a bit of suffocation in the upper part of the eyes.

  The apple in Song Miaoyun's hand fell to the ground with a clang, leaving only a voice in her heart.

  Fuck, so handsome!

  Also...so familiar!

  The little boy named Jing Nuo took a step back, a little softly, and whispered: "Brother..."

Wen Heng walked over, those dark and beautiful eyes had watched such a scene without being warm, and he nodded politely. He was a nobleman, and when he looked down lazily, he felt a little cold. Suffocated, his voice was low, and he squinted impatiently, with a slight hint of danger in the tail: "You will run around without seeing it for a while, huh?"

  The person who knows the current affairs is Junjie, Jing Nuo has the insight to admit his mistakes, and has a pattern: "Brother, I was wrong, I shouldn't run around."

   "Mobile phone." Wen Heng whispered, and stretched out his hand, his finger bones long and cold.

  The little boy swallowed, and obediently returned the phone to Wen Heng.

Wen Heng took it, tapped his fingertips, and took the phone away at will. His eyes calmly looked at dyed white, his eyes were dark as if ink was splashed, and his voice was low: "Sorry, the child is ignorant. Excuse me. "

   "I'm not a kid!!" Jing Nuo puffed up white cheeks, and protested with dissatisfaction.

  Wen Heng narrowed his eyes and glanced at him lightly, his eyes dark, not cold or cold.

  "..." Jing Nuo was as quiet as a chicken in an instant, and after listening for several seconds, he muttered softly, "Why don't you understand..."

  My sister looks good and wants WeChat.

  嘤嘤嘤.

  The forensic doctor is calm: "It's okay."

  Wen Heng nodded, and then lazily lowered his long eyelashes. The curve of the eyelashes was fine and attractive, and the dark eyes reflected the shadow of the little boy, which seemed impatient for no reason.

  Jing Nuo took a step back vigilantly.

  Next second,

  His back collar was pulled up easily, his hand was slender and distinct, and the obsidian-like cufflinks complemented his complexion and his fair complexion.

  The little boy had a pair of short legs hanging in the air for an instant, and was forced to be grabbed by the collar.

   "???"

   "Let's go." Wen Heng calmly carried people, as if carrying a little chicken, turning and leaving, his side face against the light, handsome and handsome.

  "Brother!" The little boy became angry as a puffer fish, and his mentality exploded: "You let me go, I don't want face!"

  Wen Heng heard the boy's words, thought for a moment, and asked in a mocking tone: "You still have face?"

   "Wen Heng!" Jing Nuo was heartbroken, shouting in anger, his short legs hanging in the air and struggling to no avail.

   "It's not big or small." Wen Heng let out a lazy voice, he walked unhurriedly, carrying people easily with one hand, effortlessly, and gentle and loosely whispered: "What do you call me?"

  Mo Yue was silent for two seconds, and the little boy suffocated a sentence: "...Brother Wen Heng."

  Wen Heng smiled: "Be good."

  "..." Be a good one! ! !

  It was dusk, and the long figure was against the light, very handsome.

  Song Miaoyun cupped her face with her hands.

  She remembered who he was.

  He was the one who saved her before.

  However, this gentleman named Wen Heng didn't know if he had forgotten about it or didn't mean to talk too much, and he didn't mention a word.

  The sky darkened quickly. It is said that there will be a meteor shower tonight. The top of Songshan Mountain is a very suitable place to watch the meteor shower. They plan to camp in this place.

  Two tents are prepared.

  Qin Ruiqi and Song Miaoyun live together, dyed white alone.

  Song Miaoyun doesn't know how to set up a tent, only see Qin Rui start the work, she squatted there, softly said: "Rui Qi, you finish helping..." My sister straightened.

  Not finished, Song Miaoyun turned his head and watched blankly as the forensic doctor handled the tent quickly and neatly. It was easy and no time before and after.

  She looked around and fell silent.

Um.

   deserves to be her sister.

   is awesome.

  This time camping was very happy, Song Miaoyun was satisfied, especially when he saw the meteor shower, he was excited to ask Qin Ruiqi to take pictures of her.

  After some tossing down, it is already past zero.

  Song Miaoyun felt sleepy only afterwards, crawled back to sleep in the tent, and said to Ranbai slurredly: "Good night, sister."

   "Good night." Dye Baiqing said coldly.

  Qin Ruiqi’s lips were filled with a smile, and when she lowered her head, her eyelashes covered her deep eyes.

  Late night.

  Everything is silent.

  Occasionally, the night wind blows by, and the fine noise of the shaking of the branches and leaves of the trees.

  It was okay during the day. I was always excited, but really calmed down. Song Miaoyun couldn't sleep well and had a nightmare.

  I dreamed of the scene that exploded during the day, and they were still in the car...

  The girl's face turned pale, and she suddenly woke up.

  She sat up, looked to the side subconsciously, but did not see Qin Ruiqi.

  Song Miaoyun stretched out her hand and touched it, but it was still warm, it should have just been out.

  What does Ruiqi at night go out for?

  Song Miaoyun hadn't slowed down, her heartbeat was pounding, she gritted her teeth and put on a coat and went out.

  The Songshan at night was completely silent, the ink in the distance was as heavy as ink that had been knocked over, and the cold wind suddenly started, and the ghost shadow was whirling.

  Song Miaoyun couldn't help but tremble, and grasped the coat tightly on her body, but she couldn't see Qin Ruiqi when she looked around, feeling a little dazed, and walked away.

   Just when she was a little scared, and she wanted to retreat from the bottom of her heart and wanted to go back the same way, she suddenly heard a vague voice, very low, but familiar.

   should be Qin Ruiqi.

  It’s so late, who did Qin Rui come out to talk to?

  Song Miaoyun had questions in his heart, and subconsciously walked in the direction of the sound source, and not far away saw two figures standing in the night.

  One of them, Song Miaoyun, is very familiar with Qin Ruiqi.

  Who is the other person?

  Looking at his tall and thin body, he should be a man.

  Song Miaoyun hesitated, instead of walking directly, she stood behind a big tree and could just hear the conversation between them.

  At first, Song Miaoyun was still in the cloud, but after hearing it clearly, every sentence was tantamount to a thunderbolt in the sky, causing Song Miaoyun to stand stiff in place, only feeling that his blood seemed to freeze.

  (End of this chapter)