Fierce and delicate, the little beast kills with red eyes after entering the book

That smile was as gentle and charming as the first rays of dawn.

Li Yicheng was even more stunned.

Lu Qiongqi smiled faintly and asked, "Teacher Li, how old are you this year?"

Li Yicheng's thick eyebrows trembled slightly and his face turned red all of a sudden.

His voice was as small and shy as a mosquito's buzz: "Thirty-five."

After that, he added shyly, "I have always been single."

Lu Qiongqi looked at his drooping eyelids and red neck, nodded, then stepped aside without asking any more questions.

Zheng Yu got to know some basic information from Teacher Li. Professor Zhu and his team had indeed been here, interacted with the children for a while, and then left.

They randomly visited several students and found that what they said was similar to what Li Yicheng said.

Before any clues were found here, Zheng Yu was called back by the police station with a series of life-threatening calls, as if something urgent had happened.

Zheng Yu told He Ye to take good care of Lu Qiongqi, then drove away in a hurry.

Before any clues were found in the case, a great general was lost.

In a blink of an eye, it was noon and the sun was very hot.

The two walked out of the school, and He Ye ran to the village store to buy some popsicles.

After she came out, she couldn't help but burst into laughter when she saw Lu Qiongqi dressed like this.

Lu Qiongqi took out a straw hat from somewhere and put it on his head lightly.

She was wearing a silk shirt with black and red patterns, which was found for her by villager Uncle Liu. The baggy hem of the shirt was tucked into her black wide-leg pants.

Because the clothes didn't fit well, they were only tied with a thick hemp rope in the middle and were loose.

Now put on a straw hat and hide your face under the big hat.

At first glance, they really are no different from the locals, with the simplicity and innocence of the countryside.

But it’s different when your face is shown.

Her face was like peach blossoms brushed by the spring breeze, delicate and fresh, her skin was fair and smooth, and her eyes, with black and bright pupils, were lively and bright.

She looks good even in a sack.

As expected, the degree of fashion perfection depends on the face.

He Ye sighed: "Lu Cunhua, hello, hello."

As he said this, he used both hands to break the popsicle into two pieces.

Lu Qiongqi took the popsicle that He Ye handed to her and licked it curiously. The sweet taste immediately spread across her tongue.

It tastes very good, it has a lychee flavor.

Eating a bite at noon under the scorching sun can relieve heat and quench thirst.

He Ye pulled her under the shade of the tree and asked, "Xiao Qi, you asked Teacher Li those questions just now. Could it be that you have a crush on him?"

Lu Qiongqi looked at her in surprise, holding a popsicle in her mouth.

He Ye felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by her, and suddenly felt that his previous question was a little stupid.

The Lu family has a man as handsome as Lu Zhanyan. How could a rich girl like Lu Qiongqi fall in love with an ordinary man?

But just in case...

After getting used to eating big meals, I sometimes want to change my appetite.

Xiao Qi is aesthetically fatigued because she is attracted to men who are as bland as plain porridge and cabbage.

Otherwise why would you ask such a personal question.

He Ye waited for her answer curiously.

Lu Qiongqi took a big bite of the ice and chewed it with a crunching sound in his mouth.

When the refreshing cool feeling faded, she opened her rosy lips and explained, "I don't like him, and he has a lover."

Li Yicheng has a lover?

He said he was not married and was single. Was this seemingly honest man lying?

He Ye became even more curious: "How do you know he has a lover? Have you seen him before?"

Lu Qiongqi recalled the strangeness of him: "I have never seen it before, but the scent on his body is the unique smell of a man and a woman having sex."

Does this have any taste?

He Ye was a little stunned, trying to understand what she said.

"Is it the feeling of being married? But you can't conclude that he is not single based on this."

"This village is almost empty. I haven't seen any young people. If Mr. Li wants to date someone, he has to find a woman first."

Just now, when He Ye bought popsicles, he chatted with the aunt in the store.

When the aunt saw that she was a stranger from outside the village, she wanted to introduce her to someone. However, except for a few bachelors left in the village, the rest had gone out to work, and there was no girl of marriageable age.

Lu Qiongqi shook his head firmly: "You haven't experienced it, you don't understand."

She bit the plastic wrapper of the popsicle, slightly lost in thought.

This is the crux of the matter.

There are no women of marriageable age in the village, only middle-aged women and old ladies.

Li Yicheng has been teaching in the village. He has never traveled far, but where does the fishy smell on his body come from?

Watching the crops in the fields being blown into layers of green waves.

Lu Qiongqi frowned, it seemed like Zhou Ceyan had disappeared today.

If he hadn't hugged her too tightly last night, leaving some bruises on her waist, she would have thought it was a dream.

Maybe, like Zheng Yu, the special forces team went back because of an urgent matter.

After resting for a while.

The two of them walked around the village in the afternoon and found that it was just as the aunt said. There were no young girls in the village, and many of the yards of the houses were overgrown with weeds taller than people and had been abandoned for a long time.

In comparison, the yard where Li Yicheng lived was very tidy. All the farm tools were placed in the corners, and the firewood was stacked in an orderly manner.

He Ye looked inside through the gate and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Although Mr. Li is a little introverted, he is really careful and clean. Even a woman like me can't be so neat. I wonder if he is a Virgo or has obsessive-compulsive disorder."

Would a person who even stacks firewood neatly and builds a rain shelter allow himself to carry that fishy smell all the time?

Lu Qiongqi looked at the well in the yard with a gloomy look in his eyes.

into the night.

All sounds are silent.

Only the forest frogs made continuous croaking sounds in the dark jungle, like the whispers of the night, occasionally mixed with sporadic bird calls.

After a day of running around, He Ye returned to his residence. After washing up, he fell on the kang and fell asleep, snoring softly.

Lu Qiongqi is still very energetic.

She took a quick shower in the makeshift cubicle at Uncle Liu's house.

Although this small cubicle is simple, the bathroom in the old man's house is very practically designed. The water bag is heated by the midday sun, so the water temperature is just right when taking a bath in the evening.

She rinsed briefly.

Uncle Liu stood guarding the door with a shovel, fearing that someone would take advantage of Lu Qiongqi.

Thinking of this simple old man, a warm arc appeared in Lu Qiongqi's eyes.

Lu Qiongqi gently wiped her wet hair with a towel until it became half dry.

The quietness of the night made her extremely sensitive to the sounds around her.

Her hand paused, and she seemed to hear a woman's faint cry.

Although blurry.

But Lu Qiongqi could sense the fear and pain in the voice.