Little green tea is too tempting, deeply trapped in the crazy criticism of ghosts Shura field

Chapter 96: Sharing a Bed with Others (4) Murder and Burial

But soon, she no longer had the mind to think about whether it was the ketchup or maybe it was because she had been worried. After she completely relaxed, she was hungry and wanted to eat fried chicken.

Yan Qi ordered a takeout for her.

"I've already had dinner, so I probably won't be able to eat much." She put on disposable gloves, picked up a piece of fried chicken and said before taking a bite.

"It's okay, I'll eat the rest." The man looked at her gently.

"Okay." Yan Jinyue dipped the fried chicken in ketchup, took a bite, and squinted her eyes with joy.

“It smells so good!”

Then I couldn't stop. I said before that I couldn't eat that much, but I ended up finishing a whole portion in one go, and even felt unsatisfied after finishing it.

Yan Qi pinched her chin and wiped the corners of her mouth with a wet tissue, "Little greedy cat, it's all covered in ketchup."

"You were also involved just now, and you blamed me, you are also a greedy cat."

Yan Jinyue blurted out, not noticing the flash of darkness in the man's eyes when she said this. She rubbed her bloated belly and talked to herself: "Damn it, it's so late and I ate so much. What if I get fat? No, I must control myself in the future! Yes, control myself!"

Looking at her resolute expression that could be described as "a hero ready to die", Yan Qi smiled helplessly, cleaned up the mess on the table neatly, then picked her up and walked towards the bathroom in the bedroom.

"What...what are you doing..." The sudden action made Yan Jinyue stutter.

"I'll help you brush your teeth." Yan Qi put her on the ground and took out her toiletries from the cabinet. "You must brush your teeth after eating at night, otherwise, your teeth will hurt tomorrow."

Yan Jinyue took the toothbrush with toothpaste squeezed on it and put it in her mouth. "I would brush it even if you didn't tell me. I am a very hygienic person."

"Well, a hygienic kid." The man smiled and walked out. After a while, he came back with a bunch of things, which seemed to be pajamas and bath towels.

Yan Jinyue bit the toothbrush and moved slowly, observing his movements in the mirror. She noticed nothing at first, until he took off his shirt, revealing his chest as cold and white as jade.

"What are you doing!?" She turned around suddenly with a toothbrush in her mouth, her mouth full of foam.

"Take a shower."

The man looked at her and spoke calmly, his dark brown eyes seemed to say: Isn't this obvious?

"No!" The foam hindered her speech a little. She rinsed her mouth quickly and wiped her mouth with a wet tissue.

Yan Jinyue walked up to him and said dissatisfiedly: "If you want to take a shower, at least wait until I get out."

"We are husband and wife." The man said lightly.

"Husband and wife, husband and wife can't do that either..." She was about to retort, but her momentum suddenly dropped. Because she realized that husband and wife bathe in front of each other, and can even bathe together.

She held on to her last bit of arrogance and said, "Then you have to wait for me to get out, because I will be...shy."

"Shy?" The man chuckled.

"Yeah." She slowly lowered her head.

A long, icy hair lifted her chin, her eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, and her eyes met his smiling black eyes.

“Then you have to adapt even more.”

His fingertips caressed her, and laughter escaped from his throat, with a slight hoarseness that scratched her cochlea like a feather.

Yan Jinyue's heart began to dance restlessly again. She wanted to run away with her tail between her legs, but the man was one step faster than her and covered her thin lips first.

Her breath was taken away, and her legs quickly went limp, leaning into his arms.

When she was carried to the shower room, she reminded: "I have taken a shower."

"It's okay. It's not impossible to wash it again."

Hot water poured down and mist rose.

He leaned down again and kissed her lips, mumbling, "It's a good time to get used to it."

Adapt to what?
Should I take a bath with him, or...

**
The next day, Yan Jinyue received a text message from Yan Qi while she was at work, saying that he would pick her up after get off work. So, after get off work, her colleagues suggested having dinner together, but she refused: "Sorry, my husband is here to pick me up today."

"Wow--"

My colleagues started to make noises.

Those who knew she had a husband said, "I haven't seen your husband for a long time, and now he finally shows up."

Those who didn’t know she had a husband would say, “I always thought you were single and wanted to introduce you to someone, what a pity.”

"Because my husband's job is special and he is often away on business trips, he doesn't show up often."

Yan Jinyue said slowly: "Let's make an appointment together next time. Goodbye."

She waved her hand, picked up her bag and left first. As soon as she walked out of the company gate, a low-key and luxurious luxury car stopped in front of her, and she was stunned.

It wasn't until the car window was rolled down that Yan Qi's handsome face appeared.

Yan Jinyue sat in the passenger seat and fastened her seat belt. To be honest, she was still a little confused because she didn't expect that the car belonged to Yan Qi.

He is just an archaeologist, at most an associate professor at a university. It is understandable that he bought a million-dollar car, but this car is worth at least tens of millions.

However, no matter how curious she was, she didn't ask.

After all, she is his wife, and if she doesn't know what car he drives, her character will definitely be ooc.

The car was driving smoothly. After a moment of silence, Yan Qi suddenly said, "How about listening to the radio?"

"Um, okay."

After the rustling sound of snowflakes, a female voice with a broadcasting tone slowly came out: "News from our station..."

She originally thought that he would listen to some stories from various schools of thought, after all, it fits his image as an archaeologist. But he actually listened to social news, including national news, agricultural yield per mu, and -

"Here is an urgent reminder: A vicious serial murder and dismemberment case has occurred in our city. The murderer is on the run and may continue to commit crimes. Please pay attention to safety, close the doors and windows at night, and do not contact strangers..."

Yan Jinyue was drowsy from listening to the story, until a loud thunderclap woke her up from her half-sleep state.

The rain was falling heavily, crackling against the car windows, composing a frantic and restless tune.

The female voice on the radio was still talking about the characteristics of the suspect that the police had speculated: "Male, 25 to 30 years old, tall and thin, probably highly educated, calm and quiet..."

"Why does it sound like you?" Yan Jinyue said jokingly.

"Maybe it's me," he whispered.

"How is that possible?" Yan Jinyue giggled, "You don't have to scare me, I'm very brave."

"By the way, do you have any food in the car?" She opened the cabinet in front of her anxiously, but could only find a pile of rubber gloves.

"No, I'll make it for you when I get home. I bought some steak."

"Oh my god, husband, you're so nice." Yan Jinyue was so moved that she covered her mouth. She said this with such true feeling, including the word "husband".

"But how did you prepare so many rubber gloves?"

A full car cabinet is not just a lot, it’s an especially lot.

"Murder and dismemberment." He turned his face, his red lips curled up, and his black pupils were deep.

It was gray outside the window, the rain curtain connected to the sky, and lightning pierced through everything, like a silver dragon twisting and roaring in the sky.

It really has a spooky feeling.

"You scared me again." Yan Jinyue suppressed the strangeness in her heart and smiled brightly, "If you kill someone, then do I, your wife, have to bury the body with you?"

The man didn't say anything. He turned his head and looked forward, just smiling softly.

No prize guessing game: Is Xiao Yan the murderer?