The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 312 Your Dad Called Me (Third Watch)
Hearing Ji Qian's voice, Song Zhen turned around, took her into his arms, and took the cigarette from her hand, "Be careful of burning your hands."

After speaking, he walked towards the trash can, extinguished the cigarette, and came back to hug her again.

"Song Zhen..." Ji Qian hugged his waist tightly, saying a thousand words, but she didn't know where to start.

The smell of tobacco on his body was like a steel wire strangling her heart, making her feel a little uncomfortable and panicked.

After a while, she asked cautiously, "What were you thinking just now?"

Song Zhen stretched out his big palm and rubbed her face, taking a panoramic view of the anxiety and anticipation deep in her eyes, couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips, "I was thinking, what should I do with you?"

"Huh?" Ji Qian was forced to look up at him, but she couldn't figure it out, was he joking?
Song Zhen took her expression into his eyes, and the two breathed and entangled with each other, but he was reluctant to let her go.

He didn't lie, but really thought about what he should do with her.

The agreement with Ji Duo is still in his ears, but he almost breaks his promise and loses weight.

To him, Ji Qian was like a poppy, possessing a fatal attraction, even far more deadly than a poppy.

And she was right in front of him, so beautiful, loving him wholeheartedly, how could he be indifferent?

He wants her.

Same as her.

but……

If he could hold back at the beginning, maybe they wouldn't be tormenting each other at this moment, but he couldn't.

Except for the last step, he has done almost everything to her. Wouldn't it be a beast to push her away now?

And he clearly realized that this would definitely break her heart.

Therefore, he suddenly dared not enter that door.

Fearless, he was persuaded for the first time.

Even he himself despises himself from the bottom of his heart.

The girl in his hand is so beautiful, and when he couldn't promise her a certain future, he couldn't help stealing her sweetness, he was simply an irresponsible bastard.

The point was, the bastard couldn't yet love her desperately and irrationally.

"What's wrong with you?" Ji Qian couldn't help reaching out and cupping his face.

His eyes were too deep and gloomy, like a vortex in the deep sea, containing the power to devour everything, which frightened her.

She raised her head and stared at him, feeling that her soul was about to be caught by that gaze, unable to move, she couldn't help feeling a little flustered, and then she felt a strange pain in her heart.

"It's nothing." He suddenly raised his head, reached out and pressed her head into his arms.

She looked at him with that look again, and he couldn't help it.

He hugged him so tightly that Ji Qian had the illusion that Song Zhen seemed to break herself apart and rub herself into his flesh and blood.

She stretched out her hand to hug him back, and she obviously noticed that his heartbeat was faster, and it was sonorous and powerful, like a drum beating.

And his warm skin also became hot, almost burning her hand.

What's going on here?
She was dumbfounded and let him hold her.

For some reason, this hug gave her the illusion that she had become his rib, an integral part of his body.

And her existence is so important to him.

It turns out that this is the feeling of being needed.

At this moment, she didn't speak any more.

She obediently let him hold her, and also obediently hugged him.

She is willing to respond to him with a hug, and even everything about herself, because she loves him.

On the balcony, the two thoughtful people embraced each other, silently, there was a silent and deep love flowing.

Until... a long time later.

He finally let go, and she backed away.

Looking at him steadily, she suddenly raised her eyebrows and smiled, "My milk is probably going to be cold again."

She was understanding and didn't ask him why, the smile on the corner of her lips was a little playful and cute, like an elf in the forest.

He took her by the hand into the living room, pulled her to sit on the sofa, and warmed her milk again.

Ji Qian sat cross-legged on the sofa, watching him quietly with her hands clasped.

There were too many things hidden in this man's heart, and she suddenly didn't want to break the casserole and ask the bottom line.

If hugging could heal, she wished she could hug him more.

Soon, the warmed milk was brought up in a glass, "here."

She took it, took two sips, then put down the glass, rushed towards him somewhat narrowly, and kissed his lips.

He hugged her quickly, for fear that she would fall off the sofa, and then some milk would be poured into his mouth.

Afraid of choking her, he swallowed it hastily, but saw her smile, eyebrows and eyes bent, sticking out her tongue to lick the remaining milk stains at the corners of his lips.

"Milk removes the smell of smoke." She smiled, like a cat who stole the fish.

He was stunned, then smiled, "I didn't smoke."

This time it was her who was stunned, and then she leaned forward, like a puppy, lying on his body and sniffing with the tip of her nose.

"No smoke? Then where do you light incense?" Ji Qian was suspicious, and then slammed her mouth, "Then I have to check."

As she spoke, she leaned close to his lips, licked and bit his lips, patrolled around the jaw, and then ordered: "Ah——"

Just as Song Zhen was about to speak, her lilac tongue slipped in, swept around for a week, and was about to retreat, but was caught by him.

Just when Ji Qian thought that the two of them were going to go off track again, Song Zhen let go of her and held her in his arms again.

"How's the inspection going?" he quipped.

Ji Qian vaguely felt that something was wrong, as if Song Zhen was avoiding something, but before she had time to think deeply, her thoughts jumped to his question.

The taste between the mouth and mouth, is there really no smell of smoke?

The effect of that sip of milk can't be so powerful, can it?

"You really don't smoke?" She couldn't help pinching his strong arm, a little surprised, this man really regards cigarettes as incense!
"Well, just smell it and wake up."

Hearing this statement for the first time, Ji Qian couldn't help being a little surprised, and looked up at him puzzled.

"Smoking is easy to affect the sense of smell, and I basically don't smoke at ordinary times." He explained.

"Oh..." Ji Qian nodded, but she was still wondering, what is it that needs to wake up?But when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back again.

"The matter of Fu Qiuyi..." As soon as Song Zhen opened his mouth, Ji Qian's ears perked up.

By the way, she almost forgot, Song Zhen told her to explain Fu Qiuyi's matter to her!

"The heart in her body is pure."

"!" Hearing this, Ji Qian's eyes widened in shock. After a while, she recovered her voice, "She..."

But she had no idea what to say, the news was really explosive.

Song Zhen held her in his arms and said, "Chun Chun went to medical university, and two years after entering the school, she voluntarily registered for organ donation, including heart, cornea, kidney, etc. After her accident, Li Zhan sent her to The hospital, after the death was announced, the doctor found her registration information on the online platform. I respect her decision, so..."

Ji Qian was extremely shocked, not because Fu Qiuyi was the recipient of Song Chun's heart, but because of Song Chun's own behavior.

What kind of courage and kindness made that girl decide to donate everything she had?
Originally, seeing what she did at the Home Stray Dog Rescue Station, she was already full of respect for her, but now it seems that that is just the tip of the iceberg. The kindness and beauty of this girl far exceeds her imagination.

Anyway, in her place, she couldn't do it, and it never even occurred to her to donate.

"Fu Qiuyi has a congenital heart disease. She has undergone surgery but the effect is not good. Her family is the leader in the pharmaceutical industry in Province F. As soon as the heart resources appeared, the Fu family, which has contacts and resources, was given priority matching by the hospital. Therefore, The pure heart was given to her. I didn't know her before, but she knew me."

Ji Qian raised her head, "I read the news. You used to be in Province F. Although you kept a low profile, you still had a great reputation. You are considered... a rare young talent?"

Since Fu Qiuyi is a forensic doctor, it is naturally impossible not to know Song Zhen, who exists like a god in this system. This is not a rare thing, and it is even normal if he secretly agrees.

Song Zhen patted her head, acquiescing to her statement.

But she suddenly remembered the words she heard before boarding the plane. The man said that Fu Qiuyi had changed to forensic medicine, and the loss of heart surgery...

She couldn't help wondering, "Before Fu Qiuyi was a heart surgeon?"

Song Zhen raised her eyebrows and looked at her, she stuck out her tongue, "I heard her chatting with others in the waiting room before boarding the plane."

Song Zhen nodded, "Physicians don't treat themselves, but Fu Qiuyi refused to admit defeat, so she specially studied cardiac surgery. As for how she passed the physical examination and went to university, it probably has something to do with her family. But after she finished her studies, she switched to forensic medicine After all, she can learn it, but she can't use it. If she gets sick in the middle of the operation in the operating room, what will the patient do?"

Ji Qian nodded. Fu Qiuyi learned this subject mainly to fulfill her wish, she admired it very much, but if she wanted to engage in this industry, she would be irresponsible to other people's lives.

"What about the forensic doctor, can a heart patient be a forensic doctor?" She couldn't help asking.

Song Zhen touched her head, "The law didn't say no. Besides, she is very stable now."

From this point of view, the forensic doctor who deals with the dead is the most suitable job for Fu Qiuyi.

After all, other doctors are all about saving lives and healing the wounded. Her body has too many variable factors, but forensic doctors are different. If she really falls down, another person can pick her up and continue the analysis.

"And we came back together today because her family also lives in Lanshan Scenic View. I drank some wine during the meal. She didn't drink because of her heart problem, so she helped drive."

"Oh... wait, her family lives here too?" Ji Qian was very upset.

"Well, it's a bit far away from our building, on the side of unit 3 by the sea."

He and Xiaolou sent it up just now, so I know the exact location.

"Will you commute to get off work together in the future?" Ji Qian was particularly worried about this issue, and she felt very uncomfortable when she thought of such a thing happening.

"I have already told her that my dog ​​is not very friendly and may not be able to smell her, so I will go out separately in the future."

"..." Ji Qian's mouth twitched.

How does she feel that this unfriendly puppy is talking about her?
and--

"Isn't it too unreasonable for you to say that just after someone was bitten?"

"She understood what I meant, and she was vague. I was afraid that the milk would turn into yogurt when I went home."

Ji Qian's face turned red immediately, Song Zhen was mocking her for being too jealous!
She picked up the glass and took two gulps on purpose in front of his face, "Hmph, there's no yogurt to drink."

Song Zhen couldn't help pinching her cheek. This girl was so childish and cute that it poked his heart.

He said: "It's impossible for me to have anything with her, not to mention she still has a pure heart in her body."

Ji Qian raised her eyes and suddenly understood what Song Zhen meant.

What she was worried about couldn't happen at all. First, if Song Zhen wanted to get along with Fu Qiuyi, there was no way he would have anything to do with him. Their acquaintance was ahead of her;

Uh, even if Song Zhen cares about Fu Qiuyi, it is mostly because of Song Chun's heart, but that heart draws a clear line between them. How could Song Zhen fall in love with someone who has the heart of his sister?
Even she felt that this feeling was weird, like... incest?
With such clear words, it would be unreasonable for her to be jealous.

Song Zhen didn't tell her yesterday, probably because the topic about Song Chun was too heavy.

But today, he has nothing to hide.

Realizing how tolerant and pampered she was by this man, she put the cup away, then grabbed his hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but said: "Actually, I also have something to hide from you."

Looking at Song Zhen, she licked her lips and finally said, "Didn't you find that you were missing something when you left the hospital that day?"

Hearing this, Song Zhen raised his eyebrows, then bent down and opened the drawer of the coffee table, took out a business card from it, and asked, "Is this what you're talking about?"

"!"

Ji Qian froze in place, as if someone had given a hold spell.

Then, she pointed at Song Zhen, "Why, why are you here?"

But after thinking about it, he probably spotted him when he wanted to pick it up, and later he picked it up when he and Xiaolou went to check it.

"Your mother gave it to me. You don't want me to make this call?" Song Zhen looked at her.

Ji Qian quickly lowered her head, pursed her lips and remained silent.

A little annoyed, a little ashamed, and a little irritable.

She did bad things, and she thought she was out of the blue, but she was caught by the rightful owner long ago, but she didn't expose it, but the rightful owner is too unkind...

"I knew you didn't want to, so I didn't fight." Song Zhen said.

Ji Qian suddenly raised her head and stared at him blankly.The next second, she was shocked.

"But your dad called me."

　I'm going out to go surfing on the island right now... If I can keep up with the million changes during this seven-day vacation, please spare no effort to praise me!I am ready to get up at six o'clock every day while my friends are sleeping to catch up on the manuscript.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)