The sunlight shines obliquely through the faint clouds, and through the blue glass window, it is reflected in a double bed, which is yellow, warm, and very warm. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The beauty on the bed opened her eyes, mumbled, don't look over, and closed her eyes again. But suddenly, his eyes opened suddenly, and his mouth opened in surprise. What did she see? A man, while he lies in the arms of a man.

Yao Qian jumped out of Feng Jing's arms suddenly, shouted a pervert, and waved it at his cheek with a slap. But the slap did not fall, and stopped three inches away from his cheek, and he was still sleeping peacefully. She stopped the forward slap, she didn't want to slap him, she couldn't do it, maybe she liked to see him look peaceful.

She put away her slap, stunned for a while, as if she remembered something, and checked her body, fortunately, all her pajamas were on. She looked up at him, slowly recovering the memories of last night. How could he sleep in his own bed? She clearly remembers that she was embarrassed to go back to the bedroom, and then felt chills in her body, and found a quilt to go to sleep. Yes, slept, slept cold.

So how did he get here? Stealing in?

She meditated again, and vaguely remembered a dream in which two currents of air flowed through her body, and then a man lay on top of her...... Uh-Yao Qian's mouth opened wide again, glanced at the sleeping Feng Jing in surprise, and muttered, "Could it be true?" Her fingers involuntarily lifted her clothes and looked into her breasts.

"Eh, get up, what did you do to me?" Yao Qian slapped his chest and asked him to get up and give himself a clean slate.

Feng Jing narrowed his eyes, didn't open them, and muttered, "Let me sleep for a while." ”

"Hey...... Don't sleep, tell me what you did last night. ”

Yao Qian kicked him with her foot, but he lay dead, like a very sick patient, too lazy to move.

"Hey......" Yao Qian was a little worried, and then leaned forward, only to see that his face was pale, like a patient, "Hey...... Are you sick? Let's go, I'll take you to the hospital. So saying, she lifted him up, and she was going to lift him up.

"Don't ...... Other...... I'll be fine with a little sleep. With that, Feng Jing fell down on the bed again.

"Get up ......" Yao Qian leaned over and was about to pull him again, when the mobile phone on the table rang. She snorted, put down her pulled arm, leaned over and took the phone on the bedside cabinet, put it to her ear, and said, "Hey......"

She listened to the voice on the phone, her face turned pale, she looked away at Feng Jing, who was asleep on the side, and then said, "Well, I'll go over now." ”

Yao Qian hung up the phone, her face was serious, and after hesitating, she got up and took the clothes from the wardrobe and walked out of the bedroom. When she was ready to go out, she looked back at the sleeping person on the bed. As soon as he closed his eyes, he no longer paid attention to whether he was very sick, and turned his head and went out the door.

Twenty minutes later, Yao Qian rushed to the Fifth People's Hospital of Beichuan City, and what appeared in her eyes was a pale and cold corpse, like the cold self in her dream. The corpse was none other than her former instructor, perhaps her more recent man.

Liu Cheng was sent to the hospital since he was hit by Feng Jing and hit the wall, but the doctor's examination said that he had only a mild concussion and could go back after a day or two. But who knows, last night he suddenly felt cold, the air conditioner was turned on to the maximum, and the stove was moved, but his body was still cold until he couldn't breathe. Sent to the emergency room, no matter how much he rescued, he was killed by the cold, and what is even more bizarre is that he can't check how it can be cold.

Looking at the pale Liu Cheng, Yao Qian's face was a little demented, that was his best teacher and best friend...... But he was lying quietly in front of him at this moment.

Seeing that something was wrong with her, the colleague called her out and made a record of the Zhonglian Hotel that day. When the note was done, he tapped her on the shoulder and told her to go back early. Yes, she's going back. A colleague's words reminded her, she stood up violently, and then strode out of the hospital, seeing that her colleague was stunned.

At about eleven o'clock, Yao Qian returned to her home, opened the door and walked in, and walked to her bedroom while pulling out a pistol, she wanted revenge, for her teacher, for her friends, and even for her lover, she wanted revenge on Feng Jing.

Her spear was aimed at the head of the man lying on the bed, but she didn't pull the trigger for a long time, and gradually her eyes were filled with tears, which were condensing into droplets.

Feng Jing, who was lying on the bed, had already woken up, just closed his eyes and recuperated on the bed. Listening to her trigger not being pulled for a long time, his lips couldn't help twitching back, and when he opened his eyes, Yao Qian took a step back in fright, held the pistol in his hand tighter, and told himself in his heart that if he dared to move again, she would pull the trigger, and hit anywhere.

But Feng Jing got up and walked towards her, she still didn't pull the trigger, but kept retreating by herself until she retreated to the wall: "Don't come here again, I'm going to shoot if I come over again, I'm serious." ”

"You shoot!" Feng Jing said leisurely, as if she expected that she would not shoot.

She's a brilliant cop, she's never been so hesitant, if it were someone else, she'd already pulled the trigger, no matter where it was. But for Feng Jing, he didn't pull the trigger for a long time, no matter where he shot him. Her eyes looked straight at Feng Jing who was sticking to her gun, swallowed her saliva, and said, "Don't force me." ”

"I'll force you, you shoot!" Feng Jing yelled at her, then reached over and pulled the trigger, and with a bang, the bullet came out of the gun and fell into his heart, and blood rushed out.

Yao Qian screamed, let go of the pistol she was holding, let it fall to the ground, looked at the blood splashed on her body in a daze, and slid down the wall to the ground, tears sliding down her delicate cheeks.

After a while, there was a ding, and the bullet fell, and the person who was hit by the bullet was still standing there. Looking at the bullets on the ground, Yao Qian couldn't help but be stunned, raised her head, and only Feng Jing was looking at her leisurely.

What's wrong? How come he didn't die, he was still standing, and the blood didn't gush out.

"Sister, get up, you can't kill me." Looking at Yao Qian, who was stunned, Feng Jing's habitual lips twitched back and appeared on his face. He reached down to pull Yao Qian, but Yao Qian just looked at him in a daze and didn't give him his hand. He sighed and said, "Sister, what I said is true, you are invaded by evil qi, and you will die without me." ”

Yao Qian sniffed, still staring at him stunned: "What about Liu Cheng." ”

"It's the same."

"Then why didn't you save him?"

Heh, Feng Jing laughed, remembering that he had already asked for half his life last night in order to force her out of the cold to the bone, he couldn't help laughing at himself, took back the outstretched hand, turned his head sideways and said, "Why should I save him?" ”

"Then why did you save me?"

Feng Jing couldn't help but be stunned, a little unable to answer, saying that he liked her, that was too frivolous, and that she was a woman, that would be too much...... His face tilted to the side and said, "That's because...... Because of limited capabilities. Then he walked out.

Feng Jing took two steps forward, and a cold word came from behind him: "Then what happened last night is true?" ”

"What's the matter?" Feng Jing replied casually, but there was no sound behind him for a long time, and suddenly the scene of last night jumped into his mind, he helped him put on his clothes after she became conscious, he clearly remembered that after getting dressed, he fell asleep next to her...... He stopped, didn't look back, and became serious, "I'll take care of it." ”

Heh-Yao Qian sneered and said, "You will be responsible, what responsibility will you bear, your hair has not grown...... Get lost...... You me off. Yao Qian yelled at him.

Feng Jing didn't bother to entangle with him, he still had to go to the Zoomlion Hotel to see if Lin Xiaomin was really fully recovered. So, he said: "Sister, you calm down first, I'll go out for a meeting." After that, he didn't wait for Yao Qian to yell at him again, and walked out.

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