"I have to say, that Cha Meiyan is soft all over, even her voice is so soft."

Zheng Xun moved his knuckles, and there was a warm fragrance between his fingers.

According to the prodigal woman, there is now an investigator who is still trapped in the ICE Biomedical Organization building.

The quarantine area should still be trying to find a way to rescue, which shows the importance of this investigator's identity.

If you can find the investigator first, you will be able to ask for a lot of useful information.

But he didn't plan to do exactly what Cha Mi-yeon said.

The swinger woman kept saying that she cooperated, but she only showed the sincerity of her body, not the sincerity of her heart, and she could only believe half of what she said.

Even if you find any useful news, you can't tell her first, and you can't hang her appetite first.

When she is really anxious, she will be really honest and obedient.

However, this operation inevitably involves dealing with people, and the team in the quarantine area has weapons in their hands, which is much more dangerous than the usual collection of supplies, so they must prepare well before setting off.

Just as Zheng Xun was thinking while walking, a familiar figure suddenly walked in front of him.

The girl's long hair was casually tied on her shoulders, her delicate and good-looking plain makeup was full of exhaustion, and her beautiful big eyes smoked out two dark circles, and her expression looked sluggish.

Although the girl looks lost and depressed, she still can't hide her beautiful figure, and her posture is curvy and tall.

Pure white short sleeves with denim hot pants, half of the hem is casually tucked into the waistband of the pants, looking sloppy.

The girl walked with her head bowed, unaware that she was about to bump into a passerby in front of her.

Sure enough.

The girl's little head hit Zheng Xun's chest headlong, driving the entire career line to bounce.

"I'm sorry." The girl didn't raise her head, and said weakly.

She moved to the right, and just wanted to get around, but found that she had bumped into someone again, and quickly apologized again.

"I'm sorry."

But this time, her solid chest was like a wall, blocking her path.

The girl raised her head in a trance, her eyes glazed and dazed, like a zombie who had lost the ability to think.

Zheng Xun raised his hand and waved it in front of her eyes.

I found that she seemed to be out of her mind, and she really couldn't tell anything.

"Han cat?" Zheng Xun reminded.

Han Mao's dilated pupils began to shrink gradually, and it seemed that the focus had been adjusted, so that he could see the face of the person in front of him clearly.

There was a hint of doubt in his dull gaze.

She couldn't help but reach out her hand, touched Zheng Xun's face, and muttered.

"Handsome, are you? Why does it feel so familiar? I can't remember it for a while. I'm really sorry."

"Don't give your surname Zheng, think about it again." Zheng Xun reminded her.

"The surname is Zheng. This surname is also so familiar, so you are. Sheriff Zheng? In the blank brain of Han Cat, a familiar face finally emerged.

"Apart from me, do you know the second Sheriff Zheng?" Zheng Xun quipped.

"Sheriff Zheng!" Han Mao's originally dull and blank gaze instantly burst into bright colors.

She seemed incredulous, pinched his face again, and after confirming that it was real, she couldn't help but shout excitedly.

"It's really you! Sheriff Zheng? Haha saved, I'm finally saved. ”

Han Mao seemed to be crazy, spread her hands, and looked up to the sky and smiled.

Laughing and laughing, it seems that he was choked by saliva, and he couldn't stop coughing.

"Ahem, cough, cough"

Zheng Xun hurriedly patted her on the back and reassured: "Okay, don't get excited, say something slowly." ”

"Quick, I'm dying, give me some inspiration, the little bit you gave last time can't last long, and now it's clean and clean, and there's not a drop left." Han Cats are about to cry.

People who don't know, when they see this scene, they think that Zheng Xun has done something to her.

Han Mao glanced left and right, and quickly pulled him to a secluded corner where no one was around.

"Say, let's talk about it, the progress of the comic you chased is almost finished, and I am now starting to prepare for the storyline of "New Metropolis". Han Mao kept urging him.

"Is this your begging attitude?" Zheng Xun gave her a dismount.

Han Mao immediately understood, took the initiative to get together, kept swaying the waist of the water snake, pretended to be sneering, and said: "Good brother, good brother, please tell me, maybe people are inspired, what else can they do for you." ”

When Zheng Xun saw her snort, he knew that she was in a hurry.

This is the consciousness of a painter, who can give everything for his work.

From this point of view, Han Mao is the purest woman he knows.

He had already accumulated a lot of anger in Cha Meiyan just now, and he just needed to find someone to help put out the fire.

So he raised his hand and touched the head of the Korean cat.

Who knew that Han Cat raised her head and stubbornly refused to lower her head, without the slightest intention of obedience.

"Why, don't you want inspiration?" Zheng Xun asked.

Han Mao said with a smile: "I want to be inspired, but it has been agreed in advance, how many percentages of inspiration can be achieved for you." ”

Zheng Xun smiled.

Unexpectedly, this Korean cat looked confused, but his head was not confused at all, and he remembered the original agreement at the critical time.

He had no choice but to withdraw his hand and pull his phone out of his pocket.

"What's in there?" The Korean cat's eyes lit up.

"Just look at it." Zheng Xun opened his phone and clicked on the album to release the picture.

Inside, a photo of Qian Suli standing on the balcony wearing a small privacy is displayed.

The cold and arrogant gaze looked directly at the camera, as if he saw the audience outside through the photo, which formed a sharp contrast with the bewitching demeanor and dress.

"Wow, that's pretty too, if only I could be my model, wouldn't you?" Han Mao's eyes lit up, and she drooled greedily.

"Of course." Zheng Xun turned off his phone.

Han Mao was impatient, completely turned into King Jiji, and hurriedly asked: "What are you doing, I still want to see it." ”

"How much inspiration are you now?" Zheng Xun asked rhetorically.

This time, he learned smartly, and did not throw out all his bottom goods at once, but chose to show them to Han Mao in batches.

The advantage of this is that even though it is a few photos, you can prostitute it several times.

After all, she didn't say how much inspiration she had to reach at one time.

If you can look at a photo and reach a percentage once, then he can't have a good time.

He is not playing hooliganism, but making reasonable use of his own resources to fight for more rights and interests.

"It's a good picture, and it does have some inspiration, but it's not enough." Han Mao made a serious look.

"Since there are some, then we can give an accurate number of them, so we can continue to do it, be honest, otherwise it won't be fun." Zheng Xun also reminded seriously.

"This," Han Mao muttered, "about forty percent, so-so." ”

"It turned out to be 40 percent, and I think the inspiration for reaching this ratio was to make me look at something chic." Zheng Xun pretended to be contemplative.

"Wow, you're so bad!" Han Maomao instantly understood his intention, which was to divide a transaction into several times.

In this way, it is clear that one thing stimulates inspiration, but she has to do several things in return.

This kind of behavior is too shameful!

She never imagined she could play like this!

But this wave has to be convinced, who told him to grasp his own point, that is, inspiration.

Without inspiration, it is equivalent to a fish lacking water, which has made her nervous and unaware of what she is doing recently.

So she is hungry for inspiration, but there is only one person who can give her inspiration, and that is Sheriff Zheng.

Knowing this, she still didn't plan to admit defeat so easily.

"I can really show you something special, but I'm afraid you won't be able to hold it?" Han Mao said with a smile on her eyebrows.

With that, she took two steps back, pulled the hem of her short-sleeved shirt out of the waistband of her pants, and lifted it up little by little until she put it in her mouth and bit it.

The steamed bun that is as smooth as mutton fat jade is tightly held on the lower half by the inner layer, and a beautiful scenery is squeezed out.

"Is it pretty?" Han Mao deliberately asked provocatively, "The better ones are yet to come." ”

She reached behind her with her hands, slowly untied her inner layer, and then grabbed the loose straps between her elbows.

"Can I see the picture in the back now?"

Zheng Xun smiled, opened the phone again, clicked on the album, and directly threw the phone to Han Mao.

Han Mao saw the mobile phone flying, and couldn't help but reach out to pick it up.

Zheng Xun didn't care.

"You can't blame me, it's you who has to answer the phone, let's read the photos first."

Han Mao picked up the mobile phone, didn't care about the inner strap that slipped on the ground, blocked the big white pigeon in front of him with his elbows, and looked at the photo wholeheartedly.

"You took it all?" She quickly went through the photos and suddenly noticed that the time was printed on the bottom of the photos, and all of them were taken recently.

Zheng Xun nodded in affirmation.

Han Mao was stunned.

How the hell is this done?

She couldn't figure out what means Zheng Xun used to make Qian Suli take these photos willingly.

And he also posed in this bewitching pose, which was simply beautiful.

If she were on the spot, she would definitely pick up the drawing board and directly draw all the beauty of Qian Suli on paper and use it as the material for her own works.

"Of course I did it, who else but me?" Zheng Xun was very satisfied with Han Mao's shocked expression, just like his proud work, which was sought after by the audience.

Han Mao flipped through the album again, and after reading Qian Suli's photos, she reluctantly returned the phone to Zheng Xun, and then squatted down, ready to pick up the inner tie on the ground.

"Don't rush to pick it up, don't you want to know the story behind the photo?"

What's the story behind the photos?

Han Mao was stunned, stopped the movements in his hand, raised his head, and asked expectantly.

"Yes, of course I want to know."

"Since you want to know so much, you should know what to do." Zheng Xun walked towards her.

Han Mao shrunk her neck back, looked at the behemoth in front of her with some horror, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

I still remember the terrible experience last time, and I felt the pain in my throat and itch, and I still haven't recovered.

"We'd better follow the rules." Han Mao said cowardly.

"Okay, just follow the rules you said. After looking at the photos, how much inspiration have you reached? Zheng Xun asked.

"Fifty percent." Han Mao muttered.

"That's all?" Zheng Xun continued to ask.

Han Maomao was flustered and didn't know how to answer for a while.

There were two voices in her head now.

A voice told her to keep her mind down on her inner percentage of inspiration.

Otherwise, if she continues to play according to Zheng Xun's gameplay, she will definitely be broken.

The lesson from the last time was not small, and she didn't want to go through it a second time.

The second voice told her that since she had promised others, she had to do it truthfully.

If she presses the percentage of inspiration in her mind, it is no different from a liar.

She has never deceived anyone, let alone wants to deceive Sheriff Zheng at all.

Han Mao fell into an extreme entanglement, since it was the game he promised, then he had to play it.

"Well, close to sixty percent." She answered truthfully.

"What kind of reward does 60 percent inspiration correspond to?" Sergeant Cheng is kind and persuasive.

"If you get to 60 percent, I can help you with something." The more Han cat's voice spoke, the lower it became, even so low that it was as low as a mosquito humming, inaudible.

"Solve it with this." Zheng Xun pointed to the two pigeons flying in the air.

"Huh?!" Han Mao was completely stunned.

She had never done this before, and suddenly became overwhelmed.

And this place is not safe, just a corner of a remote corridor, although it is inaccessible, but it does not mean that no one passes through here at all.

"Be honest, do what you say, otherwise who will play with you next time?" Zheng Xun educated her seriously.

Han Mao lowered her head in shame and muttered, "I know, Sheriff Zheng." ”

While she was busy, she asked with a snort, "What is the story behind Sheriff Zheng?" How did you force her to do this? ”

"It's simple, because I kidnapped her, and she had to agree to my terms in order to avoid the shelter." Zheng Xun told her the answer directly, and explained the whole thing, but omitted his secret part.

"You kidnapped her?" Han Mao was shocked again, "No wonder I haven't seen Qian Suli in the shelter these days, it turned out that I was kidnapped by you, you are really perverted, but I like it so much.!" ”

She was so excited that she shuddered.

Zheng Xun admired her mind a little, staying in the shelter for such a long time, and disappearing Qian Suli was such a big living person who didn't know.

But this is understandable, after all, Han Mao's head is full of works, and he doesn't care about even disappearing for so long, where will he care about the life and death of others?

"Don't stop, you should be 70% inspired by now, shouldn't you add some spice?"

Han Mao recovered from her shock and asked, "What do you want to add?" ”

She never expected that Zheng Xun would be able to do this, but today's story really made her inspiration surge a lot.

"Don't you think it's a little too dry?"

Han Cat: "."

Zheng Xun looked at her drooping head and nodded with satisfaction, thinking that this was the correct way to use a long-tongued woman.

Not tonight.

(End of chapter)