On the second day, it rained lightly, and the water poured out along the green tile cornices, like kung fu tea poured in a teahouse, and the straight spout trickled out.

Yan Jiujiu reached out to catch the non-offensive liquid, and let his ever-changing body pass through his fingers.

Although this kind of rain is not a problem, but thousands of miles away from the city, the mountain road is rugged, the road is steep, and it is raining, just in case, with Adin's caution, there will be many eyes to slow down the speed, if you are in a hurry, it is inevitable that those who have bad intentions will take advantage of people's impatience psychology to stir up chaos.

It's all about being on the safe side.

No one is missing.

She looked up again at the blue sky, and the thin and silent raindrops fell from the gloomy gray clouds.

This Los Angeles, isn't it in this treacherous situation?

She couldn't help but feel a hint of sarcasm.

She came back just to find her mother and brother.....

But everything has long been like people.

That night, her proud brother gave her a fatal blow, and all her faith, all her trust, collapsed in an instant.

Yan Jiujiu can completely withdraw.

But even she didn't know why she was caught up in this complicated power struggle.

She knows.

But she can't let it go....

She wants to protect her mother, and she wants to prove to the man who has betrayed her relatives that everything he has is wrong!

The rain is not too big or too small.

The people entrusted by the Fucha clan estimated that they would arrive in Los Angeles with a delay of a day or two.

Yan Jiujiu called Chu Qing, and the master and servant went out with a pure black umbrella.

She still went to Jingfu.

In the past few days, she has been thinking about it again and again, and now her plan is only to borrow troops from Jing Shilang to achieve her goal.

But when she had to deal with Jing Shilang, she suddenly thought that she was in the main hall that day, but she insisted that nothing had happened.

Now that she ran back in a gloomy way, in addition to beating herself, she also alienated the distance between her and Jing Shilang.

But isn't there a chasm between him and her?

Would he think she was calculating him?

Yan Jiujiu thought silently.

The sound of treading water under your feet was drowned out by the sound of rustling rain.

Squeak.

The slender fingers like bamboo knots were lightly dyed, and the vigorous handwriting gave birth to a touch of obscurity.

The word is scrapped.

The man who was writing looked up suddenly.

"Why is my cousin here?" said that, with a smile on his face, he began to reprimand Chu Qing beside Yan Jiujiu, "How to tell you? Take care of your young lady, if your young lady has three long and two short..."

"Yes, yes, yes.... If Miss has three long and two short, I don't have to live!" Chu Qing took the umbrella and leaned against the door, turned around and came in to learn well, "I said Miss, young master.... In the end, Chu Qing only took a monthly sum of money to eat, but she had to be called back and forth by the two of you.... Young Master Table!"

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and shook it towards Jing Shilang.

"Where's your monthly money?"

Jing Shilang brushed his sleeves, pointed at Chu Qing and said with a smile: "You yellow-haired girl, it is your duty to take care of your young lady, and now your wishful thinking has hit your young master." ”

The rhetoric is reproachful, but it is a playful tone.

That Chu Qing is also an active person, so naturally this is a joke that only his own family can afford, and the young master will naturally not care about her if he is not informal.

It's just that Chu Qing's words to adjust the atmosphere have no effect on Yan Jiujiu at all.

She smiled and retreated to the door.

Jing Shilang still had a shallow smile in his eyes, he put aside the pen and paper in his hand, got up and walked to the bamboo recliner in front of the window, the left and right bamboo wheels were very ingenious, the man in Tsing Yi was lying on it, the bamboo chair was gently swaying, and the fine raindrops outside the window hit the eaves like a random drumbeat.

He didn't seem to see Yan Jiujiu.

Yan Jiujiu was not in a good mood, where did she still laugh when she saw the light and breezy scene?

She gritted her teeth.

Jing Shilang is waiting for her to speak!

The rain outside the window had no intention of stopping, like crystal beads with broken threads, falling in a torrent.

Yan Jiujiu sighed in his heart, and his tense expression relaxed for a moment.

"Cousin, can you help me?"

The man in the chaise longue seemed to be asleep.

"Cousin....."

Yan Jiujiu slapped the table, "Watch .....!"

The man with his eyes closed said slowly: "It's rare to hear you call me cousin once." ”

Where is this sleeping? It's clearly taking advantage of her!

Yan Jiujiu's eyes widened, turned around and stopped looking at him, and poured the tea on the round table to quench his thirst.

"Cousin is smart, I don't know how else I can help. If my cousin hadn't come to taunt me!"

These words are clearly wearing flower costumes and singing a big play!

But where did she dare to walk away?

"Am I wrong? I shouldn't have lied to you last time, so that you have been worried in vain for the past few days..." I really don't want them to worry about me anymore, the previous French Concession was too far-fetched to cover up, I'm afraid that my mother will inevitably not follow the vine if she knows about it this time, and now..."

"That's it!" the lying man opened his eyes.

The misty eyes looked a little tired, only flickered away, and then turned into blazing eyes.

"Regardless of whether you want it or not, just guard against me. It's just my aunt, I believe you. ”

“......”

Yan Jiujiu naturally knew that Jing Shilang would imagine all kinds of possibilities, but she didn't expect him to be so precise, just like.... It's like slowly peeling off her clothes one by one, studying every inch of her texture in detail...

Her scalp tingled.

"Thank you. ”

Yan Jiujiu said dryly.

Jing Shilang no longer mentioned this stubble, which can be regarded as tacit.

"Have you ever wondered where the killer came from?"

How could she not want to? But where did she have the Jing family's hidden piles all over the ground?

"If I knew, where would I come to you?" she glanced at Jing Shilang.

But he put it in the middle.

"Don't you ever suspect being too eloquent? Don't you think it's too much of a coincidence when everything is put together?"

Jing Shilang sat up slowly, his eyes like water.

Yan Jiujiu looked at his eyes that were like three thousand feet of water, and couldn't help but stagnate.

"Yu Weiwei, she asked me out..... She asked me out...."

Of course, she asked me out because of you!

But this reason is embarrassing.

"No matter what the reason, you should know that some things are changed without changing the medicine, she will do whatever she wants to use to cover up in order to achieve her goal, and she is obviously trying to cover it up!"

Make matters worse by attempting a coverup......

Right!

"You're right!" Yan Jiujiu's eyes sank, "She just took advantage of the fact that I value this matter so much to deceive me!"

I value this thing so much....

Did she value him very much? Yan Jiujiu was stunned, how could she involuntarily say such a thing?

"I don't know what makes my cousin so important..."

"No... Nothing...."She couldn't help but feel weak.