The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 390 Talking, Memories

Song Zhen turned to look at her, and after noticing the nervousness in her expression, she really didn't look at her, but just put the phone away.

"Okay, don't look at it." He put the phone in his pocket and said, "The water has been tested, let's take a shower first."

Ji Qian looked at him, and instead of letting out a sigh of relief, she felt a sense of guilt.

Taking a step forward, she reached out and hugged Song Zhen's waist, "Song Zhen..."

Want to say something, but don't know where to start.

A smart person like Song Zhen may have already analyzed the problem from his own reaction. What difference does it make if he watches it or not?
Just for his own peace of mind, he listened to his own words.

"Go and wash, and go to bed early after washing." Song Zhen couldn't help reaching out and pinching her cheek.

"It hurts..." Ji Qian pretended to snort, and then took advantage of the moment he let go to tiptoe and slapped him in the face, "Then I'll go take a shower!"

Speaking of which, she slipped into the bathroom like a cheerful fish, and shut Song Zhen out of the door.

Looking at the closed door, Song Zhen couldn't help but smile, and then walked towards the bedside table.

He helped her charge the phone, and then reached out and unplugged the charging cable of her own phone.

After a while, [-]% of the battery has been charged. Song Zhen logged on to Weibo, clicked on Ji Qian who was set as special attention, and then saw the "Announce Love" Weibo posted by Ji Qian yesterday. All kinds of eager discussions, and words that Ji Qian didn't want him to see.

It was obviously a matter between two people, but because of Ji Qian's status as a public figure, she suddenly attracted infinite attention.

Especially today, the two were photographed at the scene of the crime, so they were quickly pushed to the forefront.

Song Zhen finally understood what Ji Duo told him not to care about.

Netizens are so omnipotent that they even revealed what happened to Chunchun and her mother...

His eyes darkened, Song Zhen sighed, then opened his Weibo and edited a message.

Soon, he sent the message, then reconnected the phone to the charging cable and put it on the bedside table.

But as soon as the phone was put down, the notification ringtones rang one after another.

He opened it and saw that it was sent by Bob. In addition to the two photos in the darkroom on Bob's phone earlier, there were several other different ones, which should have been taken in the room.

One of them is a desk with a computer on it. The computer is turned on and stays on the interface of the picture editing software. The picture being edited is a close-up photo of a woman's face.

There is also a bookcase connected to the desk, on which there are many thick photo albums.

There is another one, the album is opened, and it is full of close-up photos of various women's faces.

……

Then, Bob sent a message.

[Bob: I checked, this photographer has a habit of collecting close-up photos of women's faces, and everything else is fine. 】

[Song Zhen: Thank you. 】

[Bob: Seeing the densely packed photos, not to mention it's a bit intrusive, that guy is treasured like a treasure. If you didn't observe carefully and found it, no one would have noticed at all... Looking back at Ji Qian's photos I'll have someone bring it to you. 】

"Photo, what photo?" Ji Qian couldn't help asking.

When she came out of the shower, she saw Song Zhen looking at her mobile phone. Because she thought of the comments on the Internet, she wanted to walk over to read it quietly, but she saw this sentence unexpectedly.

Song Zhen knew that she couldn't hide it from her, so instead of letting her think wildly, it's better to explain it to her directly.

"Remember the photographer two days ago?"

"Huh?" Ji Qian tilted her head, and it took a while to realize, "Could the photo you're talking about be—"

Song Zhen turned over the previous photos, "This photographer is really unusual. Bob's men found many close-up photos of women's faces in his house, and yours is one of them."

Ji Qian hurriedly took the phone over, flipped through it with her fingers, and then pointed to the one on the bookcase, "This whole bookcase is full of photo albums, so how many people did he take pictures of! It's like a illegitimate meal! It's...disgusting Already!"

Her voice was full of shock and disgust, and then she stuffed the phone into Song Zhen's hand, "Don't watch it, go to sleep."

She slid into the bed at once, and then covered herself.

Song Zhen recharged her phone, looked at Ji Qian who was wrapping herself tightly, and thought: Today's incident still has a great impact on her.

Although she wanted to act like she didn't care, once something happened, her reaction was immediately exposed.

Song Zhen couldn't help but think of the reaction she had when she got off the "Yuyu" last time and saw herself like a hedgehog.

"Ji Qian, shall we chat?" Song Zhen hugged her from behind and dragged her into his arms.

"Yeah." Ji Qian responded lightly. Although she wasn't as repulsive as the "Jade Rain" that kept people away thousands of miles away, she was not very enthusiastic. If Song Zhen hadn't brought up this topic on her own initiative, maybe she would have pretended Nothing happened.

"Did Baal tell you anything else besides what he said in the transcript?" Song Zhen asked.

Then, he felt that her body seemed to be a little stiff.

Just when he thought she would not answer, she turned over to face Song Zhen, and then retracted her whole body into his arms.

"Song Zhen..." she shouted, as if hesitating.

"He came after me, right?"

Ji Qian didn't know that Song Zhen was repeatedly provoked during the investigation, and received the arrogant words of "the game started" left by Baal. She only remembered the blow that Song Chun's death had on Song Zhen. If those heartbreaking words were relayed to Song Zhen, Song Zhen would definitely blame himself for what happened to him.

"Ji Qian, we have to be honest," Song Zhen held her face in his hands, and said again, "And this may be a clue."

His eyes were as deep as the ocean, and the gentle sea enveloped her, as if all difficulties could be solved easily with him.

"Trust me," he said.

Ji Qian's heart trembled, and she immediately realized that if Song Zhen was influenced by gossip, then she would not be the man she liked, and she should have this kind of trust in him.

"That man is actually the same as a netizen. He just wants me to think that you caused all this. I think he wants to see you betraying your relatives and take pleasure in it..."

"It's a pity he can't see it anymore." Song Zhen couldn't help rubbing her smooth and delicate face with his face.

Ji Qian still felt guilty at first, because when Song Zhen didn't find her, she was afraid and had such thoughts for a moment, but now that she was interrupted by Song Zhen, the guilt disappeared. .

Song Zhen is always so insightful, understands his own thoughts, and at the same time resolves them calmly.

She couldn't help but think of the feeling of panic and fear when they were trapped by the typhoon when Xiaolou came to find her when she first met, and she almost rolled down the stairs when she went downstairs to pick up Xiaolou.

It was also Song Zhen who happened to appear, and calmly resolved her anxiety and tension with a word.

"Song Zhen, I suddenly feel that I have known you for a long time." Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh.

Song Zhen stroked her face, and couldn't help being a little strange. In fact, the two of them had known each other for less than half a year from July to now, but just like Ji Qian said, it felt like they had known each other for a long time.

"I still remember how vigilant you were on the night of the typhoon. What did you think I was doing?" Song Zhen was suddenly curious.

Ji Qian was extremely vigilant and defensive that night. She probably regarded herself as a bad person, but what kind of bad person was it?
"Well, murderer..." Speaking of this, Ji Qian couldn't help being a little amused.

She is not the kind of person who can hold back, and she immediately laughs unkindly when she wants to laugh.

Song Zhen pinched her face involuntarily, "How dare a murderer be so upright? Instead of hiding in the gutter, why not go to a community like Lanshan Shengjing?"

"No, the kind of incognito and false identity..." Ji Qian resolutely refused to admit her logical loopholes, and even specially emphasized, "Isn't it because you have a beard, eyes, and aura that are too penetrating? It’s like a walking freezer, whizzing out air-conditioning, it’s too bluffing.”

"Are you afraid?"

"Well," Ji Qian scratched her head, then said weakly, "I was a little scared at first."

"Did not see it."

"Really!" Ji Qian was a little excited, "It seems that my acting skills—"

"I only saw a pervert."

Ji Qian hadn't finished feeling that her acting skills had fooled Song Zhen's piercing eyes, but she was choked by Song Zhen's words, "What is a pervert, I didn't do anything to you in the first place, okay?"

"Really?" Song Zhen asked back, staring at her with a smile in her sharp eyes.

Seeing Song Zhen's eyes, Ji Qian couldn't help swallowing. She seemed...coveted Song Zhen's figure?Also said that ten bearded nine handsome men?
Never mind, it's been too long and she can't remember clearly, anyway, she can't admit it even if she is killed.

"No, how could it be possible! You stole my first kiss in the elevator, so you're tempted by sex, hehe!" She slapped her instead.

"Yes, I'm attracted to it." Song Zhen pecked the corner of her lips, and then kissed her. His eyes reflected the orange light on the bedside, which was warm and surprisingly bright.

Ji Qian was dazzled by the light in his eyes, and by the time she realized it, her breathing had been blocked.

The lips and tongue are entangled, and the body is hot.

When she was dizzy from being kissed, she thought dizzily: Why did she admit love?What's wrong with just coveting him?Hasn't she been coveting it all along?

But her brain was too hypoxic, and Song Zhen led her to lose her mind before she could figure out why.

The warm embrace, fiery lips and tongue formed a stark contrast with the freezing cold during the day.

She finally found a warm place, and couldn't help getting closer to the burning fire.

……

After a while, the two reluctantly separated when they could hardly breathe.

Holding him, Ji Qian asked, "Song Zhen, I want to post a Weibo."

"Ok?"

Ji Qian smiled, didn't explain, and asked him generously: "Help me get the phone here."

"What do you want to do?" Unexpectedly, Song Zhen didn't ask her anything like before, but instead asked her the bottom line.

"Speak up, you are mine, we can't be separated, tell them to shut up!" Ji Qian said domineeringly.

At this time, fans must not be allowed to quarrel under Weibo. She cares about Song Zhen and this relationship, so she must not turn a blind eye and ignore it.

"Go to sleep, we'll talk about it tomorrow." Song Zhen let her sleep uncharacteristically.

Ji Qian got up suddenly, and looked at Song Zhen with burning eyes, "You are a bit strange!"

Song Zhen rarely hindered her from doing anything, this was the first time in history.

"If you don't take it, I'll take it myself." As she said that, she stretched out her hand, ready to touch Song Zhen's phone on the bedside table.

"Lie down obediently, I'll come." Song Zhen sighed and pushed her back, "Don't freeze."

Ji Qian was pressed down and lay on her back, and she negotiated the terms as soon as she opened her mouth: "Then I want a mobile phone."

"Okay." Song Zhen had no choice but to turn over and reach out to help her get the phone.

When Ji Qian took over the phone, she raised her eyebrows, a little smug, Song Zhen could only pinch her face to prevent her little tail from raising too high.

"It hurts!" Ji Qian bared her teeth, then turned her back to him and fiddled with her phone.

Just as I was about to open the editing page, I saw some unusual comments, all of which were related to Song Zhen, and there were quite a few shouting to Song Zhen from the air, followed by an expression of admiration.

She just took a shower, did anything else happen during that time?

　There will be a second watch later, okay?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)