After living with a straight man, I became a menswear boss

"Goo-goo-"

The birdsong outside the window surprised him from his contemplation, Shi Jin came back to his senses and found that it was time for him to go out.

The air conditioner in the villa was turned on a little bit, and the coolness was blowing from the top of the head.

Shi Jin put on a coat and walked out of the room.

The corridor was quiet, and the doors of several guest rooms were tightly closed, as if the owner of the room had fallen asleep early.

Shi Jin gathered his coat and walked towards the stairs at the end of the corridor.

[At 10:30 p.m., the door of the lawyer's room was quietly opened. A figure looked around and quickly flashed out from the crack of the door. The second floor was quiet and the door was closed. On the stairs, behind him, a pair of eyes were quietly staring at him. 】

This is the description in the script.

But since he is here to reason and solve the case, Shi Jin will naturally not let go of this opportunity to see the murderer.

Taking advantage of the time to turn around at the corner of the stairs, Shi Jin glanced at the corridor behind him.

The long U-shaped corridor is quiet, the warm yellow light is sprinkled on the floor, and the vermilion door is closed. For a moment, Shi Jin feels that the six closed doors are like six coffin doors closed tightly. coffin.

He lowered his eyelids and glanced over the study inadvertently.

The layout of the third floor is similar to that of the second floor, but there are only three rooms.

Corresponding to the study on the second floor is the master bedroom, where Lin Fuhao and his wife live.

On the right side of the master bedroom is the room of Lin Fuhao's ex-wife, the deceased Mrs. Cheng. For unknown reasons, this bedroom has not been redecorated, but has been kept as it is.

On the left side of the master bedroom is an empty Buddhist hall.

The Buddhist hall is usually locked, but at this moment there is a gap, quietly waiting for the arrival of guests.

[The lawyer saw the gap in the door of the Buddhist hall and quickened his pace. He knew that someone was waiting for him inside the Buddhist hall. 】

The Buddhist hall was built by the late Mrs. Cheng.

Mrs. Cheng had the habit of paying respects to the Buddha, so she set aside a piece of land on the third floor to set up a Buddhist hall.

It's just that since Mrs. Chen's death, Lin Fuhao and the new wife don't believe in the gods and Buddhas, so the Buddhist hall has been put on hold.

Except for Wan Baojie who comes to clean up every Monday, no one else sets foot in this Buddhist hall on weekdays.

And Lin Fuhao, who lives on the third floor, usually stays in the study room more. Therefore, this Buddhist hall on the third floor, which is rarely visited by people, is undoubtedly the best...

Tryst place.

Shi Jin lowered her eyelids, dodged and squeezed into the Buddhist hall through the crack of the door.

The lights in the Buddhist hall were not turned on, only two long-burning lamps were lit in front of the huge Buddha statue.

Shi Jin closed the door, and looked at the setting of the Buddhist hall by the dim light of the ever-burning lamp.

The Buddhist hall is very large, and there is a huge golden Buddha statue facing the door, and two futons are placed directly opposite the Buddha statue.

On both sides of the Buddha statue are two huge pillars, wrapped with bright yellow gauze curtains, and the soft gauze curtains hang down low, covering the two cabinets behind the gauze curtains.

There are several shelves next to the cabinet, and on the shelves are other utensils needed for burning incense and worshiping Buddha.

Shi Jin's eyes briefly skipped over the Buddhist hall, and finally settled on the futon on the left side of the Buddha statue.

A figure in red was sitting lazily on his knees.

Hearing the movement behind him, he turned his head slightly, revealing half of his gorgeous side face.

The light in the Buddhist hall was not bright, the warm yellow light shone on the man's face, and he could only vaguely see his delicate and tall nose bridge, and his slightly opened and closed lips.

Crow-black short hair hangs softly on the back of the neck, and a few strands of jet-black hair stick to the side of the face, rubbing against the bright red lips, just like the thorns on the coquettish red rose, knowing that there is a possibility of injury, but still I can't control the hand that wants to pick up the color.

【The beautiful woman in front of you is your lover—Lin Fuhao's new wife. This Buddhist hall is the secret place for you to have an affair every time. 】

The description in the script came to mind in due course.

Shi Jin paused slightly.

The person on the futon got up.

The tail of the bright red nightgown drooped naturally along with the movement of standing up, passed over the snow-white calf, and finally fell on the smooth calf.

Shi Jin's eyes moved up following his movement of getting up, his eyes were slightly focused, and he was a little inquiring.

this height...

He raised his head slightly, his eyebrows raised lightly.

But before he could take a closer look, the red figure flew towards him, caught off guard, Shi Jin only had time to put his palms forward in front of his body, trying to relieve some of the momentum.

Fortunately, the man didn't intend to crush him with his body, he slowed down when he reached him, and finally leaned into his arms gently.

The body in his arms was not as soft as imagined, the tight muscles under the red nightgown showed his presence unabashedly, not to mention that even if he lowered his head and bent over in his arms, he was still stronger than him. Half the height of a head...

Shi Jin lowered her eyelids, and said in the familiar breath, "... Yu Ci."

The cool fragrance at the tip of the nose was light but not too much, Yu Ci couldn't help bringing his nose closer until the tip of his nose touched Shi Jin's slightly cool neck, then he snorted: "Ah Shi, do you miss me?"

This is the line in the script.

Shi Jin thought briefly for two seconds, and decided to cooperate with the end of the play.

He stretched out his right hand and patted the shoulder of the person in his arms, his tone was jerky: "I think about it."

He has a cold personality, and he has never been close to others since he was a child, let alone hugging each other intimately like this, and talking affectionately.

Shi Jin pursed her lips, a little stiff.

The photographer who was in charge of following Shijin was hesitant to speak.

Now, is the role reversed? Why does Teacher Shi Jin look more like a wife now?

Compared with Shi Jin's jerky, Yu Ci is full of interest.

He put his hands on Shi Jin's shoulders, hanging on his body like a large doll, his figure was slack, and his voice was teasing: "So? You don't have anything to say when you miss me?"

Shi Jin tilted her head back, in order to avoid the heat coming from the man's face, only felt that the side of her face seemed to be fumigated and hot: "...What does it mean?"

"For example, give me a kiss." Yu Ci spoke nonsense, and didn't think that Shi Jin would really do what he said.

Can......

The soft touch carried a cool breath, like mint-flavored jelly, which fell slightly cool and light on his side face, and it fell apart with one touch.

"when--"

The props in his hand fell to the ground unexpectedly, and the glass made a dull sound when it touched the carpeted floor.

Yu Ci was stunned for a rare moment.

"what happened?"

The light voice is like a stream of cool springs, pouring directly on the head in the hot summer, which makes people wake up instantly.

Yu Ci came back to his senses, let go of the hand around Shi Jin's neck, stepped back a few steps, tilted his head, and pretended to be calm: "It's nothing."

Shi Jin's eyes flicked over the man's red earlobe, and he lowered his eyelids.

Although it was an accident...

However, it seems to feel good.

Hiding the inexplicable smile in his eyes, Shi Jin's face was calm and his attitude was calm: "Didn't you say you want me to kiss you?"

After a brief moment of bewilderment, Yu Ci quickly recovered his state.

There still seemed to be a soft and cool touch on the side of the face, and the numbness seemed to travel along the blood to the heart.

Inexplicable joy mixed with a little irritability ran around in his mind, Yu Ci's eyes lingered on the pale lips of the young man for a moment, he couldn't hold back, his sword eyebrows were raised, and his tone was a little irritable: "Whoever tells you to kiss you, will you kiss me?" ?”

The photographer on the side reminded: "Cough."

Yu Ci clicked his tongue impatiently, and picked up the prop that just dropped from the ground.

The inexplicable irritability in his heart made him not in the mood to continue acting according to the character design at all, and he simply recited his lines expressionlessly: "Fuhao Lin seems to have found out about us, we have to advance the plan."

Fortunately, the warm light of the Buddhist hall covered most of the expressions of the two of them, and the irritability on his face reflected the coldness of the lines under this light: "Today when I went to the study, I saw a woman. I've seen it before, it's the illegitimate daughter of the bastard he raised outside."

"We act tonight, just in time to put the crime on that illegitimate daughter."

The man's face was hidden in a place where the light of the long bright light could not radiate. Under the rich darkness, the corners of his red mouth curled up: "This medicine is for you, you should know how to do it."

Shi Jin took the small potion in the glass container, lowered her brows and eyes for a long while.

"clear."

-

Shi Jin pushed open the door of the room, and when she raised her eyes, her footsteps stopped.

The person in the room was sitting on the sofa by the window, resting his chin on one hand: "Are you back?"

Shi Jin put the potion in his right hand into his pocket, and locked the door without hesitation: "Well, I was hungry in the middle of the night, so I went downstairs to find something to eat."

Singer Yang smiled: "Coincidentally, I'm hungry too, what did you find to eat?"

"I didn't find anything." Shi Jin walked towards him, quietly making a fist in his pocket with his left hand: "The kitchen is very clean, only there is some raw meat in the refrigerator."

Singer Yang looked at his left hand cautiously: "What are you holding in your hand?"

"You mean this?" Shi Jin took his hands out of his pockets, raised his eyelids slightly: "Mints, I found them in the living room, do you want them?"

In the white palm, two candies wrapped in light blue lay quietly.

Singer Yang felt slightly relieved when he mentioned it, he smiled, reached out and took a candy from Shijin's hand: "Thank you."

He tore off the candy wrapper, revealing a light blue candy: "What did you think about what I said last night?"

Shi Jin sat down opposite him, with a calm expression: "What are you talking about? I don't know very well."

"throat--"

The hard candy shell rubs against the teeth, making a toothache sound.

Singer Yang didn't expect him to change his mind in one afternoon, he stretched out his hand and scratched between his eyebrows: "Lawyer Shi, you don't have to play dumb with me."

"As a high-achieving student of University A, you have a better future. You came to the Lin family's villa to become a small private lawyer. What are you talking about?"

Shi Jin's face was calm, unmoved: "Mr. Lin's salary is high enough for me, I am satisfied."

Singer Yang completely lost his patience when Shi Jin refused to enter.

He stood up and looked at Shi Jin with a cold expression: "Lawyer Shi, if you are willing to watch the person who killed your father live happily in front of you with your father's money, then you can continue to act stupid." .”

"I'll give you another night." Singer Yang got up and went out. Before closing the door, he turned his head and hid half of his face in the shadow: "I will come to you again tomorrow morning."

"I hope you can give me an affirmative answer."