The police station poured out of the nest.

Overnight, the people of K City panicked.

Looking for the pinhole camera on the side of the street, the police officer locked the direction in just nine minutes and forty-eight seconds and reported to Chen Yulou.

Fragrant world.

Hot pot restaurant.

Block 2, District 1.

...

"Uncle Han, that Miss Jiang...... What is the origin? ”

The woman had a harmless face, but what she said while sitting in the car was extremely vicious.

The little police officer Song Mi, his eyebrows were dazed, and he muttered.

Han Bing, who was called Uncle Han, was also in a messy mood at the moment, but in the end, he was an old man, and he could still stabilize his face, so he took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, swallowed, and said quietly: "It's not small." ”

The doting in Tang Fanlian's eyes is true, it seems that the two have known each other for a long time. And at this moment, the man sitting in the director's office is said to be able to cover the sky with one hand, and the clouds can cover the rain.

He temporarily lives in K City, his whereabouts are unknown, and his details are unknown.

"You kid, you've always had a very selective vision, but this time you have to tie your heart tightly." Han Bing smiled and quipped, but his brows were still wrinkled.

That kid in his family is tired and crooked, and he actually wants to engage in such an evil woman!

Song Mi couldn't laugh, pulled the corners of his mouth, and choked in his throat when he retorted.

Suddenly, a fierce wind swept by, carrying an incomparably cold coolness, as if even the air could be split into a crack. Song Mi looked over, and the man's side face hurriedly slid by, only to see his thin and straight back, unparalleled in elegance and extraordinary in the dust.

Such a man, he can't even compare to a single hair of others.

"Is it pretty?" A resentful voice sounded coldly in Song Mi's ears.

Song Mi nodded very seriously, and his gaze did not return to his senses for a long time.

"Oh." The director smiled very kindly, and then burst into a rage, "Then you just resign and be a bodyguard, and watch it for the rest of your life!" ”

Song Mi: ......

"And you, Lao Han, in the office area, who allowed you to smoke! Hurry up and extinguish! ”

Lao Han: ......

After a wild roar, the director was exhausted, his eyes were full of stars, his fat body was shaky, and he couldn't say anything: "Hey, hurry-"

Give him a hand!

Han Bing and Song Mi glanced at each other and did not move.

Bang –

There was a muffled sound, and the director fell in response.

Later, it was found that his leg was fractured, and he went to recuperate.

...

Fragrant world

With just one glance, Chen Yulou locked the direction.

Jiang Tianxing obviously drank wine, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows showed a terrifying charm, and he turned slightly, and there was no difference in spring for a while. For the first time since the car accident, he had seen her smile like a peach, her bright eyes filled with the brightest stars in the sky.

And the man opposite, the corners of his mouth are doting, and his expression is gentle!

It's really a good concubine!

A thick haze covered Chen Yulou's eyes in an instant, thick and boundless, full of a sense of desolation.

"Uh-"

Jiang Tianxing's backbone suddenly burrowed into a cool swishing wind, opened his eyes in fascination, and looked stupidly in the direction of becoming more and more frozen. This look happened to look into Chen Yulou's eyes as cold as a pool of death, Jiang Tianxing was stunned, then his smile expanded, and he waved his hand without fear of death, and said sweetly: "Chen Yulou!" ”

Tang Fanlian pressed down her arm, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart: "He has a murderous aura on him!" ”

That murderous aura, how familiar he is!

That is, from a man's overwhelming possessiveness of a woman!

Jiang Tianxing snorted: "He won't hurt me!" ”

"Oh." Tang Fanlian did not say a word.

Apricot eyes narrowed slightly, Tang Fanlian looked at Chen Yulou intently, from head to toe, Rao was him, and he couldn't find the slightest fault. The handsome face is magical, and the valuable outfit shows the owner's good taste and status.

If he deliberately provoked thorns, it can only be said that the sense of oppression he is giving people now is too intense, the whole person is sharp and cold, and the lines on the whole body are hard, not the slightest soft.

The waiters around him, who were still laughing just now, bowed their heads and retreated.

Chen Yulou.

Tang Fanlian's eyes turned.

His name.