Murong's gentle and pure face was as pretty, as jasmine-like, with a hint of peach blossom-like pinkness, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a sly smile: "Surprise? I'm afraid some people have ulterior motives, right? ”

The uniformed men were stunned, and Zhang Huimei was stunned!

They knew Murong Gentle. In the medical skills competition with the Ji family, Murong's gentle and amazing performance made many people unforgettable and unforgettable.

The reason why they were stunned was not only Murong's gentle and pure face and delicate skin, but also her intimate relationship with Zhou Xiaolei.

They all know that Murong Wenrou is Wen Jun's fiancée, which was announced by Murong Wen Yao in front of tens of thousands of people in the square! And Zhou Xiaolei showed the kind of affection for Wen Jun in front of them, it was definitely the love of men and women, they were all from the past, who could deceive whom?

Now, the two of them hugged each other intimately, and they couldn't help but be stunned! Do the two of them really want to serve a husband together? Or is it that Murong Gentle is missing a root in her heart, and she doesn't know that Zhou Xiaolei wants to snatch love?

It wasn't just these uniforms who were stunned, Wen Jun was also stunned! Or rather, it was thundered! Nima, what kind of world is this, rivals in love can be brothers and sisters?

I remember that when I sent the "Jishan Travel Map" to "Qinwumen" with Zhou Xiaolei that night, Murong Gentle also stared at Zhou Xiaolei vigilantly, as if she had snatched her treasure.

However, in just half a month, the situation has changed dramatically. The scene in front of him, no matter how he scratched his head, he couldn't think of a reason.

It's not that my brother doesn't understand, it's that this world is too crazy!

"What are you staring at, hurry up and prepare for the mock portrait." Zhou Xiaolei looked at the stunned and completely petrified people beside her, her big watery eyes rolled a few times, and an indescribable style emanated from her body.

"Those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black". In front of Murong Gentle, Zhou Xiaolei reined in the evil spirit, and the "silver fox sass" hidden in her bones suddenly spread.

Isn't your Murong gentle as water? Then I'm all over the place! Gentle as water is a kind of beauty for women, and why not have all kinds of amorous feelings? Needle to wheat, see who loses to whom!

Women are sometimes very generous, so generous that the two can serve each other together without incident, but even so, it does not mean that she has no ideas.

"Analog portraits?" Li Qian, who was half-awake and half-asleep, asked in surprise, "Team Zhou, where is the art master you invited?" ”

"Giggle......" Zhou Xiaolei smiled more and more amorously, those big watery eyes were bright, looking at Murong and smiling gently: "Sister Gentle, it seems that you still lack the demeanor of a master." ”

A trace of disgust flashed in Murong's gentle and clear eyes like water, and the willow waist broke free from Zhou Xiaolei's plain hand, and asked shyly: "Sister Xiaolei, what are you calling me for?" ”

Zhou Xiaolei glanced at Wen Jun, who was still stunned, and said with a light smile: "What is the so-called? It's not for your beloved brother Jun. ”

"Brother Jun, is it true?" Murong asked softly with the shallow thrush.

I'm dizzy! What do you mean by "for your beloved Brother Jun"? Wen Jun secretly despised Zhou Xiaolei in his heart. What's this called? Maybe help others to the end, send the Buddha to the west, and admit it yourself.

Wen Jun nodded and said, "Senior sister, I called you here to help depict the appearance of a murderer. He suddenly remembered that Murong Wenrou even dared to copy the "Jishan Travel Map" to simulate the portrait of a murderer, which should be more than enough.

"What does the murderer look like?" Murong Gentle was so smart, he glanced at Zhou Xiaolei, covered his mouth and jokingly said, "Brother Jun, are you a policeman, or is it the person behind the police?" ”

Zhou Xiaolei's face was suddenly red, and her true form was revealed in annoyance, and she scolded coquettishly: "Dead girl, don't talk about it, hurry up and draw." Then he turned around and scolded Li Qian: "Why are you still stunned?" Hurry up and get the tools out. ”

Zhou Xiaolei and Wen Jun knew that Murong Wenrou was a master of painting, but where did the other people present know about it? Up to now, they were all "the second monk was confused", staring at them in a daze.

"Oh, oh." Li Qian woke up from the scolding, hurriedly stood up, opened one of the filing cabinets, found the corresponding tools such as drawing boards, rice paper, and paintbrushes, and handed them to Murong Wenrou.

Murong Gentle took the painting tool and asked, "Brother Jun, how do you want to paint?" ”

"Senior sister, it's very simple, I tell the characteristics of the murderer, and you draw him."

Murong smiled softly and nodded slightly.

So, the two found a place to sit down, one talked, and the other painted. Everyone else quickly surrounded them, looking at Murong Gentle curiously, secretly thinking in their hearts, I didn't expect this girl to have such skills?

"Senior sister, the expression is even more gloomy, the eyes are like eagles, sharp, fierce, vicious......"

"Thin lips and slightly upturned corners ...... mouth"

While recalling the memories in the deceased's mind, Wen Jun instructed Murong to gently scribble and change, and half an hour later, the simulated portrait of the murderer finally came out.

"Xiaojun, are you okay?" Zhou Xiaolei's pretty face was tense, staring at her big watery eyes, looking at Wen Jun nervously.

"Well, yes, that's him!" Wen Jun took the portrait in Murong Wenrou's hand, nodded and praised, "Senior sister, I didn't expect your painting skills to be so superb, this person paints like a real person." ”

Zhou Xiaolei couldn't wait to snatch the painting in Wen Jun's hand, and after taking a closer look, she scolded hatefully: "This hateful guy, even if he digs three feet into the ground, I will find him out." ”

"Get out of the way, I'll see."

"Don't worry, I'll see it too."

The uniforms scrambled to Zhou Xiaolei's side, all wanting to have a glimpse of what the killer demon king looked like.

"Ah, this look is a big shock when you look at it!" Zhang Huimei only glanced at the eyes of the person in the portrait, her body couldn't help but tremble, and she felt a cold air rushing from the tail vertebrae to the door of her head, she couldn't help but close her eyes, not daring to take another look.

"I'm grass, I'm crazy, catch him and see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill him!"

"This murderer must be powerful, I'm afraid it will be difficult to ......"

Everyone expressed their opinions in a gossipy, and the computer room suddenly became a mess.

"Shut up whatever you panic about. Li Qian, you go to the computer and check to see if there is anyone who looks similar to this person. Seeing this scene, Zhou Xiaolei scolded loudly, and the femininity of all kinds of amorous was gone.

"Yes, yes. Check this guy up first and see what he's up to. ”