Chapter 63: I can't hold it
The air in the room changed in an instant.
Ding Ai used to see such a look often, in the underground boxing ring, her opponent looked at her like a beast ready to tear its prey.
It's just that the man in front of him is more dangerous.
In those dark eyes, the gaze can even be called calm.
"I said, don't show such a terrifying expression," Ding Ai scratched his head with an embarrassed smile, "You don't like me to mention it, it's a big deal that I won't add possession in front of the old fox in the future?" β
After Ding Ai finished speaking, he thought about it, in fact, according to Jian Tianqi's temperament in the past, he didn't want her to notice his dislike of someone, and it would be effortless at all.
The reason why she can see it now shows that his friendship between the two has grown.
Thinking about it that way, it doesn't seem like a bad thing.
It's just that Ding Ai's mind was still floating, but he heard that Jian Tianqi had already spoken: "Why, Jian Xingwen wants to find your biological father." β
"I can't say that just yet."
Before she could finish speaking, she only felt that the man was getting closer, and the tall shadow was so condescending to envelop her.
The man bent down slightly, reaching out to control her between the couch and his chest.
From her angle, you can see the other party's sharp and delicate jaw.
"Why can't you say it?" As he spoke, she leaned closer, and now she could even feel the heat of the other's breathing.
She immediately laughed and hid backwards.
"Third Brother Jane, are you seducing me?"
"Useless?"
"Yes." Ding Ai stiffened his body and replied very honestly, his heart full of inwardness.
No, big brother, don't you want to be so obvious, okay, she's so unproductive?
The man didn't say anything, just looked at her, and his deep dark eyes could almost make people's souls deep.
Ding Ai subconsciously held his breath, and pushed his chest with a pretending to be calm on his face: "No, I'm very principled, don't make trouble." β
The next second, her outstretched hand was grabbed by the man and pressed against his chest.
The back of Ding Ai's hand was burned by the temperature of the man's palm, and she finally couldn't help but scream.
"Fuck it, there's someone shameless here!!" She shouted and pulled her hand out, and ran away to the room.
Jian Tianqi just let her pull her hand away and disappeared, and there was a smile in the calm eyes that watched the direction of her figure disappearing, even he didn't notice it.
The man spread out his palm, and in his hand was a small object with one end flat against the palm and the other sharp end, and the object was stained with blood, which was obviously stained with Ding Ai's skin when he had just shaken hands.
He carefully placed the blood-extraction artifact into a sealed box and opened the window of the study.
The study is on the second floor and outside is a locked stainless steel shutter.
Jian Tianqi pushed open the curtains of the blinds, and stood at the window for less than ten seconds before a ghostly slender figure appeared in the shadows downstairs.
The figure downstairs looked at the window with the lights on, and through the dim light of the street lamp, the cold face of the young man could be seen.
It's Chenshi.
Jian Tianqi was silent, but just threw down the small box with Ding Ai's blood in his hand.
The young man caught it accurately, then nodded at the tall and cold figure at the upstairs window, and disappeared into the darkness.
Ding Ai sat on the bedroom floor panting, his face was very dry.
Nima, what kind of role is this!
"What is this man doing......" she vaguely felt that the other party's behavior was not normal.
Is it because you don't want to hear her questions about the Jane family, so you simply stimulated her to run away?
Or do you not want her to continue to delve into his condition?
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Ding Ai thought about it, and finally gradually calmed down.
She took out her mobile phone, found Shunzi from the contacts and sent a WeChat message.
The other party replied in seconds.
She put away her phone with relief, patted her face, and decided to take a shower to cool down.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she calmed down, she saw a man in pajamas leaning against the head of the bed, with glasses on the bridge of his nose, looking intently at the computer.
The slightly erected and slightly stiff hair that had been slightly groomed during the day hung down at the moment, slightly covering the forehead, and restraining the man's usual sharpness and coercion. At the moment, with glasses, he looks like he is suddenly a few years younger, especially the light-colored lips under the stage lights, which have a kind of juvenile fragile beauty.
Ding Ai couldn't help but look stunned for a moment, and it took a while to come back to his senses, and he couldn't help but curse the demon in his heart.
She remembered that earlier today the two of them had almost rubbed off on this bed. Gun go. fire, the action of lifting the quilt suddenly stopped.
"Third brother," she half-jokingly said, "Why don't we sleep in separate rooms?" I don't think I'll be able to handle it like this. β
Her tone was full of hooligans who molested women from good families, but she had an innocent look on her face.
Ding Ai felt that she was indeed quite innocent.
After all, she is not the one who is the scourge.
When the man heard this, the fingers on the keyboard paused, and a subtle smile flashed under his eyes covered by the reflection of his glasses, but he still said expressionlessly on his face: "Someone, it's inconvenient." β
Ding Ai comprehended, frowned and said: "The night of the wedding is the same, is it every night?" β
The watcher she couldn't detect, obviously her third brother Jane, an ordinary person, would not be able to know.
But the third brother of her family doesn't have to use the naked eye, isn't there still electronic equipment and his people, it's a big deal to monitor and counter-surveillance.
So Ding Ai nodded calmly and said, "That's it, I'll sleep on the sofa." β
She was just about to leave, but someone grabbed her wrist.
Ding Ai's gaze fell on the man's expressionless and good-looking face, "No, Third Brother Jian, you can reject me or trample on me, but you can't seduce me." β
Without saying four or six, she said extremely seriously: "I'm an ordinary person, and my concentration is really poor." β
"I'll say the front, if you want to be so impertinent again, I'll eat you all and wipe you clean."
Her "serious" threats made the man laugh.
And it's that kind of momentary can't help laughing.
There was a glint in the dark eyes because of the smile, but the darkness under the eyes seemed to deepen with her words.
Ding Ai only felt that the palm holding his wrist was colder than just now, but the heat on his skin was even worse.
"Come up and sleep."
With that, the man had already pulled her whole body to the bed with a force on his wrist.
Ding Ai was caught off guard, was taken and lost his center of gravity, and staggered on the bed with the word "big".
She buried her head in the sheets and wanted to cry without tears. In the end, he sighed in compromise.
"Good night, Third Brother Jane." She said.
The man didn't speak, but she felt someone gently rub her head.
Ding Ai's heart was too soft.
She always had insomnia when her thoughts were complicated, but tonight she quickly fell asleep......
On the other end, Huo Minglang, who had just returned home, looked at the woman sitting on the steps of his house with some surprise.
The nights at the beginning of May were still cold, with dew and moisture.
The woman has delicate long curly hair, and the sequined tight skirt with thin shoulder straps shows off the woman's fair skin even more at night, revealing slender and slender calves under the wrap.
She took off her high heels and threw them aside, and the woman leaned against the wall below his house.
Seeing the light coming, the woman narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the light.
The already delicate face was instantly pale and brilliant by the headlights, like a flower trembling in the wind before a storm.
Huo Minglang's tall figure got out of the car, and his good-looking eyebrows were already slightly twisted.
"Tiny, what's going on." There was a hint of reprimand in the serious tone.
Before he could get closer, he could already smell a smell of alcohol on the other party.
Leng Xiaoxiao looked at him and shook his head: "No," the green jade who did the French manicure pointed to the hard chest of the man squatting in front of him, and the woman's charming face was a little coquettish: "My name is Hua Qian, everyone ...... They all call me ......."
She said that her subordinates pushed a little harder, "Gossip Queen, Hua Qian ......"
Huo Minglang's eyes darkened, and he silently held her fingers that were messing around on his chest, and sighed helplessly on his face.
He knew very well that this woman would not listen to her at this time by reasoning with her.
At this moment, the corner of his eye flashed, somewhere in the darkβ
The reporter hiding in the shadows was slapping Hua Qian violently.
Wow, the prince of the Huo Group and the notorious actor in the entertainment industry are not. Lun's romance, just thinking about it, the reporter feels excited.
Hua Qian, the queen of countless scandals, wants to climb high branches and split legs late at night, and he seems to have seen the headlines of tomorrow......
I didn't dare to blink my eyes, and I didn't stop for a moment in my hands, for fear that I would miss some exciting shot.
But at this moment, something strange happened.
When he refocused on the focal length, he found that the man in the photo was gone.
"Strange ......"
A low man's voice rang in his ears from behind him: "What's strange? β
The cool wind blew directly through his neck.
"Wow, what the hell!!"
The reporter screamed in fright, and the camera in his hand almost flew out.
But in the next second, with a light in his hand, the camera was condescendingly taken away by the man.
Huo Minglang removed the memory card with rich experience, and his face, which was always smiling and warm on weekdays, now had a smile that made people feel like a spring breeze, but it made this unlucky reporter who was shocked and unlucky with goosebumps all over his body.
The reporter finally saw the face of the person in front of him clearly, but his expression became more and more incredible: "You, how are you...... Why did you suddenly ...... from over there?"
The camera was thrown back into his arms, Huo Minglang took out his mobile phone and slapped it at the reporter's face.
The man smiled kindly and gently: "Your face, I made a note. If something comes out tomorrow......" The man didn't finish speaking, but just reached out and patted the reporter's shoulder gently, with a gentle force, but every blow seemed to hit the other party's soul, and the other party's face was so pale as if he had seen a ghost
"IβI won't, I'm not going to say. will not ......" The reporter was clearly frightened and incoherent.
Huo Minglang nodded with satisfaction and continued: "Don't always follow her if it's okay in the future." I know it's not easy for you to do this, everyone has to beg for a living, and you have to work overtime in the middle of the night. β
The poor little reporter immediately nodded violently with tears streaming down his face, but before he could say "isn't it", he heard the big Buddha in front of him mention him with a smile: "But life is important or life is important, and you always have to weigh it yourself." β
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With that, the man left the man who had stiffened and petrified and walked away......
Back at the door, Hua Qian was still sitting there, his coat draped.
Huo Minglang couldn't cry or laugh, and squatted down again to pick up the person, but the moment he approached the other party's neck, he saw a faint red mark hidden in his hair.
The man's pupils shrank suddenly.
This is......
Kiss marks?