At three o'clock in the morning, everything was quiet, the moonlight was dim, the starlight was sparse, and the whole earth was asleep, but Kangxi did not feel sleepy at all, for a mouse that fell into a rice tank, sleeping was a luxury.

He is the mouse, and the rice bowl is the rice jar.

It's a pity that the rice in the jar can't be "eaten" for the time being, and at most it smells good.

He closed his eyes and forced himself to sleep, but the bed under him was like a nail, making him toss and turn, and finally he had to sit up.

Cranky thoughts are the most undesirable at this time, because it is easy to create unnecessary impulses, and the more this is the case, the more uncontrollable the imagination in the brain...... What does it look like when you sleep?

Suddenly, remembering her pink and white waist and flat lower abdomen without a trace of fat, a warm current immediately surged into her body, rushing straight to her head, and when he came back to his senses, he had already climbed out of bed with his hands and feet.

He told himself that although the weather was warm now, it was very cold at night, and as a thank you for staying overnight, he wanted to make sure that her quilt was not covered, and that the woman could not stand the cold.

The high-sounding reasons and the increasingly clear fantasies in his mind became the most effective driving force to move him out of the room.

The hall was a little dark, and he didn't find the right direction for a while, but another ray of light quietly leaked out through the crack under the door of the study.

He frowned, suspicious, and looked at the master bedroom, where the door was unsuspectingly open.

It's so late, what is she doing in the study?

He walked to the door of the study and listened intently for a while, it was quiet, but occasionally he could hear himself talking to himself.

"The first deceased is 50 years old, male, vice president of Kunhua University, cause of death: genitals were cut off, died of excessive blood loss, the second deceased is 48 years old, male, professor of the Department of Chemistry of Chenguang University, cause of death: hydrochloric acid corrosion, third deceased, 48 years old, male, professor of the Department of Photography, Yuying University of Media, cause of death ......"

Although her voice was soft and melodious, Kangxi was still shocked by the cause of death of the first deceased person, and this way of death, as long as a man heard it, it would not be uncomfortable.

Jing Sa's sentence "There is no constant pervert, only more perverted", he suddenly felt the same way.

But no matter how perverted you are, you can't help but sleep, and you're still working in the middle of the night.

Should he praise her for her dedication? Or kick the door open and talk to her about the importance of sleep? He decisively chose the latter, but the rude behavior of kicking the door open did not conform to his code of conduct.

He curled his fingers and tapped on the study door.

"Knock knock!" The sound was particularly clear in the silent night, and the glutinous rice and sesame seeds that were sleeping soundly in the corner were woken up, and four eyes shining green in the darkness were facing him, and he remembered it.

Kangxi sighed, and the two big dogs nested back, sticking out their big tongues, and didn't come to make a fuss, and continued to nest quietly on the mat.

After a long while, there was a response from inside: "! ”

He raised his eyebrows, why did he still speak English, and without thinking much about it, he opened the door.

In the study, the light is bright and soft, she sits cross-legged on the ground, wearing an oversized T-shirt, the collar is also a little big, skewed, revealing her fair right shoulder, under the T-shirt is a pair of sports shorts, because she sits cross-legged, only a pair of cute and beautiful feet are exposed, even if she is loosely dressed, the curve of her body can still make men excited.

Under the light, her face looked very moist, which made him feel the urge to touch, and her palm-sized face was now equipped with a pair of black large-framed glasses, with a ponytail on the back of her head, like a pure college student.

In front of her was a huge whiteboard, plastered with all kinds of information and photographs, because of the angle, he couldn't see the photos clearly, and according to the cause of death she had just said, he decided that these photos would not be easy to see.

The floor was also covered with all kinds of pictures and information printed out of A4 paper, and she was biting the barrel of her pen and thinking about it, not noticing that it was him who came in, but reached out and grabbed a cup and handed it to him.

“bob，a.！” Bob, give me a cup of coffee!

Kangxi changed his face immediately, and he was still long, like some kind of four-legged beast - a horse.

Although her English is very colloquial and a pure American way of speaking, he can understand it, his father is a captain, his sister is an aviation worker, and English is a second language in his family.

She was so focused on thinking that she completely forgot that she was no longer at the FBI, and what she said and did was her habit back then.

Usually, Bob will ask her professionally, "Amerio ??. Panna?" ”

American? White coffee? Or Combana?

These are the three types of coffee she drinks most often, and it is limited to when she is handling cases, so the varieties are all clear coffee.

She didn't wait for a familiar answer, but said coldly: "who.is.bob?" ”

She subconsciously turned around, Kangxi was standing straight at the door, his expression was sour like a child who didn't want sugar, due to the limitations of the type of goods in the supermarket, she didn't buy the right pajamas for him, and picked a cotton popular model, the color and style are a little rustic, but he wore the aura of a domineering president, that is, the pants were too short, and he was forced to wear 7-point pants, which was inexplicably funny in his eyes.

She curled the corners of her mouth: "Why are you awake?" ”

He was still struggling with the question he had just asked: "who.is.bob?" "The pronunciation is pure, and the original accent is not heard at all.

The name bob is very common in the United States and is mostly used for men. It's okay if you don't sleep in the middle of the night to handle cases, and you're still thinking about other men, isn't this blocking him?

In an instant, the pleasure of falling into the rice bowl was completely suppressed by the bubbling sour taste.

She put the cup back on the floor, what was the matter with this sour questioning tone?

"He's a former colleague of mine." She didn't hide it, because it was a fact.

Bob is a member of the crime analysis team, and her former subordinates, whose parents own a coffee shop with a good reputation, and who are also good at making coffee, make coffee a necessity every time she thinks about a case.

"Just a colleague?" He seriously suspects that Bob is her damn fiancé.

"yes, or else?"

There was no sadness, no nostalgia, just a very calm statement, which made his sour chest finally stop, and suddenly he was a little annoyed with himself, just now he was too immature, jealousy, just put it in his heart, there is no need to let her know.

He coughed and adjusted his mentality, "Why is it late, why don't you sleep?" ”

She pointed to the whiteboard, "I'm working." ”

"It's 3 a.m., do you need to work so hard?" He walked over and prepared to carry her back to her room to sleep.

She suddenly reached out with her palm facing him, "Stop!" Don't go any further! ”

One of his stepped feet immediately stopped in mid-air, "What's wrong?" ”

She stood up and stood in front of him, "The police are handling the case, and the idle people are evading!" ”

Miscellaneous people, etc.?

He is an idle person, etc., he will not admit this to death, "You are not a policeman, you are an instructor." ”

Wanwan was too lazy to talk to him, so she pushed him out directly, "Sleep your sleep, don't forget that you are a big star, you can't have dark circles." ”

He was pushed back by her, and he saw a bottle of soothing brain tonic on the bookshelf—the main treatment for insomnia, and it was well hidden, but he could see it from this angle.

After knowing her past, he carefully studied the symptoms of PTSD, firstly, to avoid doing things that would irritate her and worsen her condition, and secondly, he wanted to find a way to cure her. Insomnia is one of the symptoms of PTSD, but she has always been very energetic, and there is no long-term insomnia that she should have.

Was he wrong?

He clasped her shoulders, stared into her eyes and asked, "Nian, are you insomnia?" ”

Sure enough, Wanwan wandered away from his gaze and didn't look at him directly, "No! ”

Despite the categorical words, the sight betrayed her.

Suddenly, he was so angry that this woman had not taken good care of herself at all, and he decided not to talk nonsense with her and take measures directly.

"Ahh After a scream, he was hugged horizontally, and his movements were fast and accurate.

"What are you doing? Put me down! ”

She pushed him hard, the ponytail on the back of her head flung to his face, and the black and shiny hair, sniffing lightly, the elegant fragrance, straight into the nose, made his hands tremble a little.

"Obedient!" He glared at her, but softly as if she were a feather.

"You're disturbing my work!" She beat him, and after a few beats, she suddenly realized that she had never thought of using force against Kangxi, which made her a little stunned.

"Work is done during the day and sleep at night."

She didn't like others to criticize her life, so she suddenly became angry and immediately left behind the reason why she didn't use force against Kangxi.

"I don't want to sleep." She glared angrily.

"Insomnia is a disease!" He wanted her to understand that good health is not child's play.

"I don't have insomnia!" She insisted on refusing to admit it.

Kangxi didn't fight with her, so he changed his tone and said, "Okay, you don't have insomnia, it's me who has insomnia, we just discuss the importance of healthy work and rest." ”

She couldn't refute it, so she had to punch him a few more times.

Kangxi carried her out of the study and walked to her bedroom, originally wanted to throw her directly on the bed, but when he looked down at her, he was not calm, because he was still angry, her red lips trembled slightly, like a ripe little cherry, waiting for someone to pick it, those black eyes were slightly glowing with angry firelight, rippling out a charm that he had never seen, it was really like a pearl faint, shining and beautiful, the bed was close at hand, it looked soft, and warm, exuding a strong temptation at this time.

He felt that his willpower was rapidly crumbling, and he quickly retreated from the room!

"What are you doing?" Is it fun to hug around like this?

In the end, he chose the sofa in the living room, and after sitting down, he still hugged her, so that she had to sit on his lap.

This time she is not calm, this posture is too ambiguous, her hand is close to his chest, and the palm of her hand is slightly transmitted to his body temperature.

He stroked her head and pressed it gently against his chest, "I used to have insomnia a lot......

She looked up, obviously not believing him, "Nonsense! ”

"Didn't you just say that, I have insomnia......" he looked at her with a grin.

She was choked up again and speechless.

"Let's try a cure for insomnia."

"Count the sheep?" It can be seen that she has done this before.

"When you have insomnia, do you count sheep in English or Chinese?"

"Chinese, is there anything wrong?"

Insomnia only began after returning to China, when she was forcing herself to speak Chinese, naturally using "sheep"!

"This is a method invented by Westerners, but Westerners use counting sheep to hypnosis, using the subconscious!"

She couldn't figure out what he was going to say, but she was really discussing it.

"You see, the English word for sheep is close to the sound of sheep, so counting sheep is actually repeating to yourself: sleep! Let's sleep! Chinese sheep and sleep have no homophonic relationship, so no matter how you count it, it won't be useful. ”

She was slightly stunned, and when he said this, she suddenly felt that it made sense.

"So what's going to be counted?"

"The sleeping Chinese is homophonic, and the closest is the dumplings, so the same reason can be proven, we should count the dumplings, one dumpling, two dumplings, three dumplings......"

With a black line, she slapped him hard, "You will play tricks and play tricks on me!" ”

What counts dumplings to sleep, the more you count, the more ...... Hungry!

Thinking about it, she felt funny again, and unconsciously curved the corners of her mouth, and suddenly lost all her anger.

She looked at him with a smile, and she must admit that in her 26 years of life, she had never met a man like him, so unique, a string in her heart, suddenly plucked and jumped a note, which made her panic.

"If the dumplings don't work, I have other methods."

She was stupid not knowing how to respond, and the string seemed to be plucked more violently.

By the time she realized it, her face was pressed against his chest, and her sonorous heartbeat could be clearly heard.

Boom...... Boom...... Boom...... Boom......

Listening to every heartbeat, her heart feels as if something is about to overflow, very warm and secure.

Boom...... Boom...... Boom...... Boom......

She closed her eyes and tapped its rhythm.

Boom...... Boom...... Boom...... Boom......

The strong and powerful pulsation made her more and more at ease, as if she was lying in the cradle.

Kangxi tilted his head slightly, his expression was serene and serene, and the corners of his mouth curved into the arc of a smile - she was asleep!

"I'm pretty sure now, you're in love with me!"

He bowed his head, his handsome face slowly approaching, kissing her defenseless lips with infinite tenderness, biting and sucking softly, as if she were a most cherished priceless treasure.

"It's only a little bit ...... though"

------Off topic------

Hehe, the queen was robbed of her first kiss in her sleep......

Congratulations to Long Live Lord...... Don't ask me how well the queen sleeps, change directions, if you want to kiss you like this, 94 pretend to be asleep, and you won't wake up if you smoke it.

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