It wasn't until the moon hung high that this extreme sex/love ended.

When Song Qingyu woke up, she found that it was only eight o'clock in the evening, she turned over and got out of bed, and under the cold light in the bathroom, she changed into an ink-colored cheongsam.

The skin is snowy, and the body is enchanting.

The most stunning thing is the eyes, which are soul-stirring.

The phone was casually left on the dresser, and the hands-free was turned on.

"Song Qingyu!" The other person's voice was almost gnashing teeth.

Song Qingyu's slender jade fingers gently swept over a row of lipstick, and with a tap of his fingertips, he picked an elegant powder.

In a flirtatious tone: "You are?" ”

Luo Mingyu's face was ugly, and his voice was obviously angry: "What are you pretending?" You killed my brother! You are so ruthless, how did our Luo family have such a white-eyed wolf who will take revenge! ”

Song Qingyu really forgot such a person, and when she mentioned Song Yuan, she suddenly remembered that he also had a younger brother named Luo Mingyu.

It's just that he rarely shows up, and a few years ago, because he committed something in China, he took the money given by Song Yuan and went abroad to get away.

"Yes, our Luo family is not very good to you, but so what? Didn't you have food to eat or no clothes to wear? Isn't it just a few beatings? Didn't kill you? You even found someone to do it in prison and killed my brother! There is also a prison riot, this kind of nonsense is only believed by yourself! It's you, right, you killed your dad! ”

Song Qingyu listened quietly to the other party's scolding.

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She covered her lips and coughed lightly a few times, narrowed her eyes slightly, and her voice was cold: "You said Song Yuan is dead?" ”

Luo Mingyu's voice was cold: "Don't pretend to be Song Qingyu, who else is there besides you?" Oh yes, and your faithful dog! ”

Thinking of Fu Wenzhou, Luo Mingyu shuddered coldly, this mad dog has always done whatever he wants, maybe he did it.

When he received a call from the prison last night, he flew back from abroad overnight, and got a sentence that the body was thrown in a mass grave, and he took someone to look for it for a whole day, and there were unclaimed bones everywhere, where could he find his brother's traces, and there were wild dogs everywhere in that area, and it was estimated that it had been eaten by wild dogs for a long time.

Luo Mingyu went to the Song clan and learned everything that happened in the capital.

He never dreamed that the gentle and demure girl on weekdays would be so handy, and one move would be fatal.

Song Qingyu's tone was displeased: "Song Yuan's matter has nothing to do with me, and it has nothing to do with Fu Wenzhou, if you continue to bark, I don't mind letting your fate become the same as Song Yuan." ”

The phone hung up, Luo Mingyu scolded in a low voice, and there was nowhere to vent his anger.

Song Qingyu put down her phone and went downstairs to find Fu Wenzhou.

I searched around but didn't find him in the living room, and finally found someone in the study.

Fu Wenzhou was on the phone, and when he saw Song Qingyu coming in, he stepped forward and picked her up, then walked to the chair and sat down, putting her on his lap.

It's a pose he's been enjoying lately.

He was fascinated by the feeling of being close to each other.

"Hang up first." Fu Wenzhou said lazily towards the phone, then hung up the phone, leaned over and kissed Song Qingyu: "Why don't you sleep for a while?" ”

Song Qingyu's eyelids lifted slightly, and she raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her.

seemed to say inadvertently: "Song Yuan seems to be dead." ”

Fu Wenzhou's expression was scattered, his slender and white fingers gently pinched Song Qingyu's waistline, lingering on the waist socket, his thin lips were gently pursed, and he opened his mouth slowly.

"Really? Actually dead? That's not a coincidence. ”

"Not coincidentally, what?" Song Qingyu squinted and asked.

Fu Wenzhou lazily teased the tail of his eyes: "The time of death is not very coincidental, and it is a pity that I didn't catch a good auspicious day of the zodiac." ”

Song Qingyu: "......"

It's the first time she's heard that death has to choose a good day.

After thinking about it, she still asked, "Does Song Yuan's matter have anything to do with you?" ”

The movement in Fu Wenzhou's hand stopped, and his tone sounded quite surprised: "What does it have to do with me?" What do you say? ”

Song Qingyu was stunned when he heard this, and his expression didn't look like he was lying, so why did Song Yuan die suddenly?

Who else could do it besides Fu Wenzhou?

She looked at Fu Wenzhou and told Fu Wenzhou about the tragic situation of Song Yuan's death that she heard from Luo Mingyu.

After speaking, he carefully observed Fu Wenzhou's expression.

The man's demeanor was calm, as if he really didn't know, and after listening to her bloody words, he only frowned slightly.

"It's too cruel, my sister will listen to these things less in the future, and she won't be very friendly to her ears."

Song Qingyu was really puzzled this time: "It's really not you?" ”

Based on her understanding of Fu Wenzhou, this thing really looked like he did it.

It's not that she wants to blame him, disguising Song Yuan's death as a prison riot won't cause any trouble, and no one will pursue it.

It's just that she doesn't want him to have blood on his hands because of herself.

It's not a pity for Song Yuan to die, but Fu Wenzhou doesn't need to sink because of such a person.

Fu Wenzhou's expression was serious, and his dark eyes locked Song Qingyu directly.

Song Qingyu seemed to see a few points in those eyes-injured?

Before she could think about it, Fu Wenzhou spoke sadly, and his deep voice seemed to be wet by rain: "Sister, I believe in Buddhism and don't kill." ”

Song Qingyu heard him say that he believed in Buddhism, and suddenly remembered that when she was unconscious, the man went to the barren mountains to find gods and Buddhas for her, and her heart suddenly softened.

Looking at Fu Wenzhou's injured eyes, she felt guilty in her heart: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't doubt you, it's just that when Luo Mingyu told me that Song Yuan died in the prison riot, I felt a little strange...... Forget it, it's not you, good. ”

She reached out and rubbed Fu Wenzhou's hair, like a dog, with a doting action.

Fu Wenzhou rested his chin on Song Qingyu's shoulder, took a deep breath of her body, and was overwhelmed: "Well, Song Yuan will die if he dies, and it has nothing to do with us." ”

Song Qingyu: "This is also true, but the corpse doesn't seem to have been found." ”

Fu Wenzhou snorted: "Of course I can't find it, there are so many wild dogs in the mass grave......"

"Fu Wenzhou!" Song Qingyu got up from him suddenly, and shouted angrily: "Dare to say that it's not you?" I didn't say anything about Song Yuan's body being thrown in a mass grave from beginning to end! I only talked about the prison riot, how did you know that he was thrown in a mass grave and eaten by wild dogs? You're lying to me, aren't you? ”

Dumbfounded Fu Wenzhou: "............"

There are many routines in the city, and he wants to go back to the countryside.

Fu Wenzhou didn't dare to look at her with a weak heart, and said with a dry laugh: "You said it......"

Song Qingyu sneered: "I didn't say it." ”

"You said it." Fu Wenzhou affirmed.

Song Qingyu pinched his waist with one hand and pointed at him with the other: "Say one more word!" ”

Fu Wenzhou was immediately stunned, the calmness he pretended to be before no longer existed, he hugged Song Qingyu's waist dogleggingly, and raised his eyes to look at her: "I was wrong, Yuyu, I saw the surveillance video of you meeting him in prison, and he said that about you, I was very angry, so I ......"

He didn't dare to say any more, it was all in vain to explain after the matter was done, Fu Wenzhou could only hope that Song Qingyu would not be angry, or be less angry.

Too much anger is not good for her health.

He hid it from her because he was afraid that she would be angry, but Song Yuan had to die, even if he gave Fu Wenzhou another chance, he would still choose to solve Song Yuan.

It's just that he will do it more thoroughly, and by the way, he will solve the trouble-stirring Luo Mingyu together.