"Huh?!"

The water that Manjushri had just drunk squirted out, "You actually have peach blossoms too?" ”

"What peach blossoms! It's a spicy hand-destroying flower! ”

An Xia remembered the scene just now, and her brain was about to explode, where did that man come in? When did you lie down next to her?

Sleeping so deeply?

If you are a vicious person who kills yourself, you don't know how to die?

The police soon arrived to inspect the 'crime scene', there was no sign of the windows being opened, this was the ninth floor, the door was locked, and there was not a single piece of belongings.

"Miss An, is it really a strange man?" The young female policeman asked suspiciously, and in recent years, she quarreled with her boyfriend and framed her boyfriend, and there have been endless incidents of framing her boyfriend, so she has to be suspicious.

"Of course!"

Anxia is determined, surrounded by passers-by, but anyone who stands out from the crowd must have an impression.

"Anxia, do you remember what he looks like?" Manjushri sat beside her, holding her hand and soothing her emotions.

"Black hair, very tall, a tear mole under the left eye, and a very chic mouth, I'll roughly draw it." Anxia still remembers it deeply, and took out the notebook and began to sketch.

"Why do I feel familiar?" Wenju touched his chin, looked at the characters she drawn, like the male protagonist in the comics, pondered carefully, and suddenly clapped his hands and said, "I remember, isn't this Yuchen?" Something happened during the archaeology a month ago! Some time ago, his fans also posted missing person notices on the Internet! ”

"I know the archaeological team, but Yuchen, who?"

Anxia was confused, "Star? ”

"Miss An, you're not joking with us, are you? Young Master Yu has been missing for a long time, why did he break into your room at night? The female policeman looked at An Xia with mentally retarded eyes, and Yuchen's disappearance is still recorded.

At that time, it was rumored that the tomb of Jingfang was dug up, but the young master of the Yu family disappeared in the tomb, which caused quite a stir.

"Yuchen! Are you stupid, that archaeologist's son, you know the 'Secret of National Treasures' auction house, right? That's his industry, although he is not a star, his fans are no worse than first-line traffic! Speaking of Yuchen, Manjushri's eyes lit up, longing and yearning.

"I don't care who he is! Sleeping in my bed for no reason is a hooligan! An Xia's stomach was on fire, the pen slapped on the table, and looked at them angrily, "Even if he is the emperor Laozi, he can't be so lawless!" ”

"Anxia, you're sick." Manjushri's slender hand covered her forehead, and she said, "You're hallucinating, is it too stressful at work?" ”

"Me!"

Anxia was angry, and simply raised her hand above her head, "I swear!" Everything I say is true, it couldn't be true! ”

Seeing that she was so solemn, the police couldn't question it anymore, "Miss An, we will continue to investigate, and we will notify you if there is news." ”

Is this perfunctory?

Anxia vented her anger without a place to vent, got up and walked to the room, and Siam, who was originally scurrying around at home, was nowhere to be seen.

"Where's my cat?" Only then did she realize that she hadn't seen a Siamese cat until now.

At the same time, a taxi passed through the entrance of the elementary school, and the driver walked forward at a slow pace, glancing in the rearview mirror from time to time, and his face was colorful. ”

The man folded his long legs, and the floral long skirt with a round neck was thin, which was extremely uncomfortable on his body. His handsome face, so gloomy that he could squeeze out water, did not answer the driver.

Why did that woman have a silk book brand?

He contemplated with his eyebrows, looking at the rising sun, and his mind was in a trance.

Car, keep going.

The driver was no longer bored with himself, and only reminded when he arrived at the Nanshuiwan villa area, "A total of one hundred and thirty-two, welcome to take ......"

He didn't finish his sentence, and when he looked back, the second half of the sentence was stuck in his throat.

"Meow ......"

A Siamese cat with a long floral skirt arched and claws ravaging ears.

……

"What about cats? Manjushri, have you seen that? "In the morning, Anxia jumped from the bedroom to the toilet like a headless fly, and from the toilet to the kitchen, but the Siamese cat that was supposed to be in the nest could not find even a single cat hair.

"Did you sneak out to play? Or went back to its original home? ”

Manjushri was also helping, looking for the drawers, the cabinets, and even the refrigerator.

"Probably...... bar. An Xia's voice couldn't hide her depression, and when she opened the door three times, it was difficult to detect if the little thing took the opportunity to slip out.

She glanced at the cat rack she had prepared for it, and her heart was empty.

It's like a dream, it comes and goes.

I was going to find a master for it and send it home, but when I really left, I felt lonely.

"Tuk-tuk."

There was a knock on the door, and Anxia didn't bother to care, it was still Manjushri who opened the door.

Outside the door, a middle-aged woman wearing a cheongsam, her skin is white and glowing, well-maintained, and her temperament is extraordinary.

"Hello, is this Anxia's house?"

"Huh?"

Anxia came back to her senses, followed the prestige, and saw the woman holding a little boy of four or five years old, smiling and asking.

The little boy was wearing short-sleeved suspenders today, and looked at Anxia's gaze, snorted coldly, and looked away proudly.

"I am." An Xia greeted him, and had the idea of beating Bian Yu Shuyi.

Isn't this the little bunny who hit her at the museum that day? Dare to come to the door!