The sipping action was slightly sluggish, but it didn't make people see anything unusual, put down the teacup, and looked at the two women in front of him with wide eyes and a smile in the corners of his eyes, waiting for an explanation.

"There are no clues yet."

Lu Yiman's heart was put down, and he waved his hand, "I thought there was some major discovery, and I was scared to death with a solemn expression." ”

"Is it hard to investigate?" stepped forward and asked tentatively, worried that Zhao Jing'an would hide the truth for fear that she would be worried.

Although I don't know how strong the man in front of Lu Dao is, it is impossible to have no clues, and when he says this, it is obviously perfunctory to her.

I promised her to tell her as soon as she found out, but the result, obviously, was still hiding from her.

I was both lost and angry in my heart, and I lowered my head and stopped talking, and I twisted the hem of my clothes in my hands.

Suddenly, the palm of his hand on his shoulder, raised his eyes, and met Zhao Jing'an's smiling eyes, watching the lips move silently.

He understood that he was saying, "I'll tell you in the evening!" After finishing speaking, he glanced at Lu Yiman.

I guess it's because Iman is here.

In the evening, after dinner, Lu Yiman went back, and Yan Rumeng didn't stay, after all, although there are guards here, it can't guarantee complete safety, this matter has already involved many people, and she doesn't want to involve Lu Yiman anymore.

Thinking about the scene at dinner at night, Yan Rumeng sat on the edge of the bed and giggled vigorously.

"What do you think? Laughing so happily? The man bathed in, his black hair scattered behind him and his head bowed, and his coat was casually put on his body, revealing a large patch of strong skin on his chest, which made people look red.

Yan Rumeng lowered her head, didn't dare to look, got up and took the dry cloth towel next to her, "Come, wring your hair dry." He dragged Zhao Jing'an to sit in front of the dressing mirror, and he stood behind him, ruffled his hair, and skillfully twisted it with a cloth towel.

"You can't do this in the future, you have to dry your hair before you can come out, otherwise the wind will blow and it will not be good for your health." This man doesn't care about his body so much, Yan Rumeng can only admonish.

I didn't spend much time together before, so I don't know what to do, but now that I see it, I definitely have to say it.

Zhao Jing'an had never heard such caring words, although he nagged, he felt warm in his heart, and a sense of happiness that he had never experienced filled his eyes, and he nodded slightly, "Hmm!" ”

Yan Rumeng listened to such a 'well-behaved' answer, and looked at the man in the mirror with a smile, because of the heat, there was already some water vapor on the mirror, and it looked a little blurry.

The big hand clasped the small hand behind him, "Why are you smiling so happily today?" What's the good thing? "I haven't heard a smile since he came in.

Yan Rumeng pulled out his hand and pretended to think about it, "I'm thinking about what it looks like when someone eats." ”

With such an obvious allusion, Zhao Jing'an naturally heard it, "Dare to love you, you are all working together to deceive me, knowing that the fruit is extremely sour, and even saying that it is delicious." ”

"Humph! Who told you to lie to me last time, you lied once, I lied once, and we were even. "I took off the cloth towel that was already soaked and replaced it with a dry cloth towel.

"But I was deceived more miserably, do you know what happens when others deceive me?" I pursed my mouth, only to feel that there was still that sour taste in my mouth.

Shaking his head, "But it definitely won't end well." "Just look at what he used to be, and you can deduce it.

Thinking of the horror when I saw it for the first time in Jialan Temple, I couldn't help but wonder, "Jing'an, what were you doing in the peach blossom forest of Jialan Temple that time?" "Look at the sneaky, it's probably not good.

"It's certainly not what you think." The corner of his eye hooked, and he turned his head to look at the smoke like a dream with deep meaning.

Yan Rumeng didn't react to the deep meaning of Zhao Jing'an's words at first, and was stunned for a while, and when he saw the familiar eyes, a flash of "ding" flashed in his mind, and his face turned red.

Throwing the cloth towel in his hand at the man, "What nonsense?" If people ask you seriously, can't you be normal? "Since that time on the ship, the appearance of this scoundrel has become more and more obvious.

"I answered very seriously, weren't you thinking about what I was trying to do?"

The thought in his heart was pierced, and Yan Rumeng had no choice but to tilt his head aside, taking it as a tacit acquiescence.

Standing up and walking over to Yan Rumeng, "So I was wrong to say, 'Jue is not what you think'?" It's clear that you misunderstood. He raised his hand and pinched his nose with tiny beads of sweat, perhaps he had just exerted himself, it was hot, or it was smoked by the man in front of him.

If that's the case, why do you still look at yourself like that? This is obviously misleading and making fun of oneself.

Slap off her big itchy hand and "Go away!" I'm going to sleep. ”

As a result, before he took a step, his whole body suddenly took off, "Ah! A scream startled, and two hands reflexively wrapped around the man's neck.

Looking at the man's triumphant smile, his heart was troubled, and he slapped it heavily, "You haven't answered my question yet, you let me down." ”

"After answering the question, will you leave it to me?" The mouth is close to the ear of the smoke, and the warm breath is sprayed, with a soft charm.

"Humph!" His face was already red, and his eyes didn't dare to look at the man on his head, and he twisted his head awkwardly.

Put the smoke on the bed softly, put down the curtain, and at the moment when the curtain fell, the body scurried into it lightly.

There was a "pop" sound, which was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, followed by a muffled snort.

But it turned out that Zhao Jingan didn't notice it, and was kicked out by Yan Rumeng's feet.

The smoke hiding in the curtain curled up with laughter, wrapped in the quilt, like a cicada chrysalis, hiding in the corner, looking at the angry man.

It feels like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, ready to be eaten by the big bad wolf in front of you at any time.

Holding the quilt tightly with both hands, biting his lip, timidly, "Who told you not to answer my questions, and don't tell me the truth, you deserve it!" ”

"Well deserved?" The sound of gnashing teeth came, and the smoke shrank back again unstoppablely.

The man seemed to be so angry that he "brushed" to get into bed, and in the blink of an eye, he overwhelmed the smoke like a dream, "I think you owe a lesson." ”

"Then you answer my questions, and the questions of the day." Seeing that the quilt on her body was still there, Yan Rumeng breathed a sigh of relief, afraid that the man on her body would come strongly, and then added: "If you don't answer, don't even think about touching me in the future." ”

All over his body, except for the point he had just spoken, there seemed to be nothing that could force him to answer the question.

Time stood still for a few seconds, so long that Yan Rumeng thought that the man chose not to speak, a sigh came from above, and the slightly rough palm stroked the soft cheek, "What an unconscious woman." "I even threatened him with this.