Is it a police chap?

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The police cha gives people the feeling that it is too upright, and it is a bit rigid and righteous.

And Jia Yi's righteousness is not rigid, mixed with the martial artist's Ling Ran's chivalrous spirit.

At the same time, the way he walks and the way he speaks are quite upper-class people.

Behave politely, march moderately, and be wise.

It feels ...... It's a bit similar to the word Wen.

By the way, and the smell of him.

Not perfume, not strong tobacco.

It is faint, like the smell of shower gel, and also like the fragrance of laundry detergent.

In short, Fang Bingqing had smelled it on Wen Ci.

It's really too similar.

If it weren't for this face, and his appearance like this today, he would really be regarded as a warm word.

"It must have been rolling around the stage and rolling my head stupid."

Fang Bingqing shook his head lightly and said to himself.

What kind of identity is Wen Ci, how can he have spare time to come here to help the police catch drug dealers?

What's more, Wen Ci is a very measured person, especially for women, and never takes the initiative to go beyond half a step.

And this Jia Yi dared to hug her waist as soon as she met, and whispered in her ear as if teasingly.

At first glance, he is a cold and internal sister master.

is even more skilled than Han Siwen, who is cheap on the outside and cowardly on the inside.

Fang Bingqing overturned his thoughts little by little, and went into the women's bathroom to change clothes.

When she came out again, she had already reverted to her previous outfit.

Taking advantage of the fact that the concert was not over, Fang Bingqing walked back to his seat.

The place where the bearded man sat had long since become empty, and he would be greeted by a boxy prison cage.

Wen Ci's seat was still empty, and even the cold music was gone.

"Bingqing, you're finally back! You okay? Why did I just go backstage with Shishi to find you, and they said you were gone? ”

Tan Xiaoran saw that Fang Bingqing had come over, and his constricted eyebrows finally relaxed.

Before Fang Bingqing could sit down, he had already thrown out a large number of questions.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. I just stopped by and went to the bathroom. ”

"Why are you turning off your phone when you go to the bathroom?"

"Isn't this out of power?" Fang Bingqing looked innocent.

"It's okay, you're scared me to death. This good chandelier suddenly 'snapped' and fell from above, what if it really hit you? ”

Tan Xiaoran's eyes were red, and he was obviously frightened.

"What about poetry? Where did it go? Fang Bingqing saw that there was no one in Wen Shi's seat.

"Shishi went backstage to find someone to understand the situation, let me wait here for you to come back first."

"Oh, don't worry, I'm fine."

Fang Bingqing showed a reassuring smile.

This time someone was obviously coming at her, and she didn't want Xiaoran and Shishi to worry about her for the time being.

"Eh, I forgot to ask you, what is the situation between you and Han Siwen? Haven't you been with Shishi all morning? ”

Jiang Manman suddenly remembered the hot news before the chandelier incident.

At this mention, Fang Bingqing rubbed his head very nerve-wrenchingly.

No wonder when she came over just now, the people next to her looked at her a little strangely.

I just looked for those people, but I forgot about this stubble.

"Do you need to ask? Of course it doesn't matter. ”

Fang Bingqing's tone was very affirmative.

"I knew you'd say that, but I didn't believe it this time." Tan Xiaoran looked suspicious.

You don't even know that you just came to the stage and left.

That face stinks as if someone else owes him billions.

"I can't explain this to you right now, but I swear I really have nothing to do with Han Siwen!" Fang Bingqing raised his hand to guarantee.