I rely on fortune-telling to become the favorite of the giants

Holding up her chopsticks, Xu Keke forgot what she was going to do next.

He asked in a daze, "What do you mean?"

Xie Qingmian put the photos on the table, and asked the two of them: "How many people are there in the photos?"

Both Xu Keke and Shi Li leaned over, looking at the photo with their eyebrows frowned.

"Alone?"

Xu Keke was a little puzzled, isn't there just a little girl sitting among the toys in the photo?

Shi Li touched his bare chin, shook his head at Xie Qingmian, and said that he didn't see anything.

Xie Qingmian sneered: "There are clearly two people in this photo."

Xu Keke paused: "What?"

Xie Qingmian pointed to the shadow behind the little girl in the photo: "This is not a shadow."

Xu Keke: "Dirty, dirty things?"

Xie Qingmian nodded: "The nature is not sure yet, judging from the photos...the malice doesn't seem to be very serious."

Xu Keke was a little anxious: "But this little girl is only three years old, and I know from the couple who adopted the girl that this situation has lasted for a long time. It should be that the girl has been with her since she learned to speak."

"Maybe earlier." Xie Qingmian crossed her hands and put them under her chin, "This order is accepted, you can negotiate with other places, the asking price doesn't need to be too high."

Xu Keke: "Huh?"

"They have traveled to many places this year." Xie Qingmian turned her head and raised her eyelids, "You can ask your friend how much she spent."

Xu Keke patted her thigh: "Forgot, there are many liars under the overpass, so her money is wasted."

"It won't be in vain." Xie Qingmian took a sip of tea, "They will return it in a few days."

Xu Keke was confused: "What do you mean?"

Xie Qingmian lowered her eyelids, looking at the black shadow in the photo, her eyes were meaningful.

……

After finishing the meal, Xie Qingmian left the car to Shi Li, and took a taxi back home.

Xie Chenqian was busy with affairs, and Xie Qingmian was the only one at home. After taking a shower, Xie Qingmian suddenly wanted to drink, so she came to the basement wrapped in a bathrobe.

The basement is dark. In order to ensure the preservation of many valuable and famous wines, the basement is controlled at around ten degrees Celsius all year round.Xie Qingmian walked in the basement wearing a bathrobe with her calves bare, and it was inevitable that she would feel a little cold.

He raised his head, and finally found the wine he wanted to drink on a wine rack. Just as he stood on tiptoe to take the wine down, a chill came across behind him.

Familiar with the temperature that can no longer be familiar, Xie Qingmian knows who is behind him without turning around.

He struggled to his body, not too much but more flirtatiously: "Go away, don't hug me."

Bo Tingjun held Xie Qingmian's hand from behind, and took the bottle of wine off the wine rack with him.

A hoarse and magnetic chuckle exploded in his ears, Xie Qingmian was holding the bottle of wine, a little annoyed: "What are you laughing, don't laugh! Didn't I send you a message about the cold war! Who told you to come to me! "

Bo Tingjun changed the position of his hand, put it on Xie Qingmian's waist and pressed it gently.

His voice was a little low: "My waist still hurts."

Xie Qingmian grabbed Bo Tingjun's wrist with her backhand, and moved his hand away from her sensitive waist: "It doesn't hurt! Don't touch me again!"

After throwing away Bo Tingjun's hand, Xie Qingmian muttered aggrievedly again: "It's not because of you, you really...too much!"

"Okay, okay, my fault." Bo Tingjun followed Xie Qingmian's words and apologized, "It's all because Mianmian is too tempting."

Xie Qingmian:? ? ?

"roll!"

In the room, after drinking half a bottle of wine, Xie Qingmian's cheeks turned red, her eyes were watery, full of drunkenness.

He shook the empty glass, muttered something, and held the bottle to refill it.

Bo Tingjun took the bottle away first, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I've finished drinking, be good, it's time to sleep."

Xie Qingmian narrowed her eyes and shook her head: "I don't believe it, return it to me quickly."

After Bo Tingjun put the wine bottle out of Xie Qingmian's reach, he turned around and picked up the little drunk, then gently put it on the bed.

"It's time to go to bed, kid." Bo Tingjun stretched out his hand and gently scratched Xie Qingmian's nose.

Xie Qingmian was not completely drunk, but at this moment he didn't want to use his brain too much, and lay obediently on the bed.

When Bo Tingjun was about to get up to leave, Xie Qingmian hugged Bo Tingjun's neck very much in accordance with her inner thoughts.

"No, don't leave." Xie Qingmian's eyes were a little hazy, and she couldn't see clearly, "You haven't..."

Bo Tingjun said in a hoarse voice, "Anything else?"

"You haven't kissed me goodnight yet."

The corners of Bo Tingjun's mouth were slightly bent, and he leaned over to kiss Xie Qingmian's lips again.

It was a soft kiss that was lightly tasted and soothing, like a feather brushing lightly inadvertently.

But Xie Qingmian was satisfied, he moved to the side, vacating the seat next to him, and said slightly drunkenly: "Come up, let's sleep together."

Bo Tingjun stroked Xie Qingmian's long black hair amusedly: "Didn't you say you want to have a cold war with me?"

The slightly drunk Xie Qingmian was sluggish for a long time, her head seemed to be dead, and she stopped for a long time before turning again.

"That's because you are going too far." Xie Qingmian complained unhappily, "I said slow down, you are still so fast, I feel uncomfortable."

Bo Tingjun raised his eyebrows: "Is it really just uncomfortable?"

If Xie Qingmian was awake, she would never answer Bo Tingjun's question.But after drinking some wine, he actually thought about it seriously for a while, and answered very honestly: "It's comfortable, but it's too comfortable."

Bo Tingjun couldn't help laughing, Xie Qingmian who answered seriously was so cute.

He took advantage of the opportunity to lift off the quilt, lay down beside Xie Qingmian, and hugged him to his chest.

"Sleep, my master." Bo Tingjun pressed against Xie Qingmian's ear, softly coaxing the baby in his arms.

"Alright then." Xie Qingmian closed her eyes obediently, "Good night."

……

As we all know, when Weizui wakes up the next day, the memory of the previous night exists.

After Xie Qingmian woke up, she patted her heavy head. When her eyes touched Bo Tingjun who was lying beside her, her head went blank for a second.

He breathed lightly in shock, and the memories of last night rushed into his mind.

Three minutes later, Xie Qingmian covered her face, got out of bed secretly, and planned to sneak away before Bo Tingjun got up.

As long as he slips away quickly, it can be assumed that this incident never happened!

Xie Qingmian thought it easy, but before he turned over and got off the bed, a strong arm was clasped around his waist.

"what--"

During the intense movements of the two, Xie Qingmian's clothes turned up a little, revealing his white and slender waist.

Bo Tingjun only took one look, then picked up the quilt and covered Xie Qingmian.

Xie Qingmian stopped and looked at Bo Tingjun suspiciously.

Bo Tingjun patted Xie Qingmian across the quilt: "Stop making trouble, I'll take a bath."

Xie Qingmian: "Are you taking a bath this morning?"

Bo Tingjun bit the corner of Xie Qingmian's mouth patiently, and it took a while before he let go.

Xie Qingmian was inexplicably dizzy by the kiss, and then watched Bo Tingjun get up and go to the bathroom in a daze.

It wasn't until he looked down and saw a bulging arc that he suddenly realized why Bo Tingjun was taking a bath.

The temperature on Xie Qingmian's face rose sharply, she gritted her teeth for a long time before getting up to wash.

After taking a shower, Bo Tingjun kissed Xie Qingmian again, and left after having breakfast with him.

The rectification scope of the underworld is getting bigger and bigger, and more and more things are involved. Even if Bo Tingjun is not in charge, he is busy.

After breakfast, Shi Lilai picked up Xie Qingmian by car, and went to Boting Community where the little girl's adoptive parents lived.

……

In the living room, which is similar to the decoration of ordinary homes, there is a couple of about 30 years old sitting.

There is no coffee table in front of the sofa, but instead a fence for children to play around.

The couple sat at both ends of the sofa, both of them looked sad.

The man tried to take cigarettes out of his pocket several times, but he was empty.

"Ding dong."

The doorbell rang, and the couple looked at each other suspiciously. Since what happened to their daughter, everyone around them rejected their family. Who would come to the door at this time.

In the end, Du Xiaohui, who was closest to the door, went to open the door.

Standing outside the door was Xie Qingmian.

Du Xiaohui doesn't know Xie Qingmian, she has been worrying about her daughter for the past year, and she doesn't have much time to watch the news.

Suddenly seeing a beautiful long-haired boy standing in front of her, Du Xiaohui asked with some doubts and some strangeness: "Are you..."

"The person who chatted with you yesterday." Passing over Du Xiaohui who was blocking the door, Xie Qingmian looked into the room, "Would you mind going in and taking a look?"

Du Xiaohui froze: "I... I remember that I didn't tell you the exact address of my home."

"It's not hard to find, your house has more things than others'." Xie Qingmian patiently explained.

Xie Qingmian didn't keep her voice down when she said this, Du Xiaohui's husband Gao Cheng also heard it.

He hurriedly came to Xie Qingmian in three steps and two steps, swept away the previous decadence, and fixed his eyes on Xie Qingmian.

"Come in and talk about it?" Xie Qingmian glanced at Du Xiaohui's neighbor.

The couple looked at each other, as if confirming some kind of answer.

Du Xiaohui made way for the entrance and greeted the three of them.

The weather in September is still hot, with the glaring sun hanging in the sky, you can feel the scorching heat near the balcony.

Xie Qingmian stopped Du Xiaohui from wanting to make tea, and directly opened the door to enter the mountain and asked, "Where's the child?"

Du Xiaohui replied: "School started a few days ago, and I just started kindergarten now."

Xie Qingmian: "Are you assured that she will go to school alone?"

Du Xiaohui smiled bitterly: "It's useless to worry, the master who has been looking for a year hasn't solved it, so I can't keep the child by my side all the time."

There are many pictures of children hanging in the living room, Xie Qingmian can tell that the couple really treat the children as if they were their own.

The child should have been adopted at a very young age, from crawling to babbling to toddler, every stage looks like it.

But without exception, there is a black figure behind every photo.

His eyes swept over the photos one by one.

Du Xiaohui was a little nervous: "Master..."

"Tell me about the child." Xie Qingmian sighed silently, "Do you know what happened before the child was adopted?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as this question was asked, the couple fell silent.

Gao Cheng put his hand into his pocket anxiously, but found nothing.

This action did not escape Xie Qingmian's eyes, he said lightly: "I know you love children very much, and even quit smoking for ten years for your children, but it is not necessarily a good thing to hide these things."

This sentence seemed to instantly crush the emotions of the couple.

Gao Cheng was discouraged, and sat down as if exhausted.

"I say."