Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

Su Qiao swallowed, and she remembered that Shen Xiujin could purify evil spirits, so she would naturally not be possessed.

Thinking of this, she didn't even plan to open her eyes.

"It's very clear that you are not possessed by evil spirits!"

Shen Xiujin only thought it was funny how dumb she was sometimes, but before he could satisfy the smile in his eyes, he suddenly froze.

A cold drop fell in my throat.

Su Qiao stretched out a finger and carefully touched his Adam's apple...

"Shen Xiujin. I just suddenly wanted to kiss here..." The little woman who was pressed under him looked at him directly, even the temptation was unknowingly magnanimous, and she was still asking him, "Is it okay? ?”

Shen Xiujin's eyes dimmed to the extreme, with a thrilling heat.

He didn't answer, lowered his head and kissed her, his hot lips and tongue igniting from her soft lips to her slender and delicate neck.

"Well..." Su Qiao frowned slightly and he bit her.

Su Qiao felt that she had almost recovered and pushed Shen Xiujin's shoulder.

"I...I'm not cold anymore." She thought of the business, "You just said you wanted me to help with acting...what kind of drama are you acting in?"

"We'll talk about it later." Shen Xiujin didn't even raise her eyelids, her thin lips moved to her ear, and her breath seemed to be on fire, "I'm hot."

Su Qiao: "..."

It seemed to make sense, she was cold.

Shen Xiujin's black eyes were filled with a hint of mist, and he stared at her, "Now that you've warmed up, you don't want to worry about me anymore?"

That expression seems to be asking: Are you still a human being?

Su Qiao: "..."

Feeling a little guilty.

She gave up resisting, moved her head on the pillow, lay down comfortably, and said generously and helplessly: "Kiss, kiss, kiss."

Shen Xiujin: "..."

She was like a piece of meat on a chopping block that had given up resistance.

With his eyes closed, his expression seemed a bit generous and self-sacrificing.

She is really good at ruining the atmosphere...

Shen Xiujin turned over speechlessly, lying on his back next to Su Qiao, staring at the ceiling, breathing heavily.

Su Qiao opened her eyes and blinked, "Shen Xiujin, if you don't want to kiss...well."

"Do not talk."

Shen Xiujin turned off the mic manually.

He stared at the ceiling to calm down the restlessness in his body. He waited for several minutes before taking away the hand covering Su Qiao's mouth.

"Shen Xiujin..." Su Qiao poked his shoulder, "I have something to ask you."

Shen Xiujin felt that the fire that had just subsided was burning again.

He moved to the side, his tone a little hoarse, "What?"

"Who did you meet before you went up to pick me up tonight?"

He was previously infected with Po Meng's cold breath.

Po Meng has a special status, and I don't know if she is good or bad. Shen Xiujin has a sacred bone, and many parties are trying to make a move on him, so she must be cautious.

What Shen Xiujin was thinking about was the scene of Qu Canshang's car being blown to pieces.

Just as he was about to answer, Su Qiao added: "It's a woman. Who is she?"

Shen Xiujin: "?"

woman?

He thought for two seconds and looked sideways: "You mean Xu Qinghuan?"

It seems that this Mrs. Meng is called Xu Qinghuan...

Shen Xiujin probably didn't know the other party's identity.

Su Qiao further asked: "Are you familiar with her? What does she do? What does she look like? Where does she live?"

Although Shen Xiujin didn't know the reason, she still answered carefully.

"We're not familiar with him, we have a business relationship. We meet him once every two years. He runs a teahouse. He looks..." Shen Xiujin recalled Xu Qinghuan's face under the white gauze and frowned slightly, "It's not mine. Live in Qinghuan Teahouse."

That face probably belonged to Xiao Siyan.

Qinghuan Tea House.

Su Qiao silently wrote it down.

The other party probably has no intention of harming Shen Xiujin. When you have time, go and see this human Po Meng!

"Is there anything else you want to ask?" Shen Xiujin asked in a low voice.

"Gone."

He then picked up the business that almost delayed the kiss: "Tomorrow, I need your cooperation with Tang Yi..."