The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 402 The Happiest New Year's Eve
"Hey..." Looking at Wan Xinyu shining brightly on the stage, Ji Qian couldn't help sighing.

"Don't like her?" Song Zhen asked directly.

"Well, I don't like it." Ji Qian nodded, bluntly.

Song Zhen looked at the TV screen seriously, and then said: "It seems to be honest and uncontested, but it is actually ambitious. No wonder you don't like it."

Ji Qian couldn't help but widen her eyes, and said in surprise, "How do you know!"

"Forget what I do?" Song Zhen scratched her nose.

Ji Qian stepped back, blinked, blinked her eyes, and replied: "Forgot, I thought you were a fortune teller who set up a fortune-telling stall? Sir, can you read Aso's face?"

In fact, she was just teasing Song Zhen. After all, she occasionally complained to Song Zhen on the phone. Song Zhen might have analyzed something from her words, so she made such a statement.

But this didn't stop her from joking. It's just that when she said this, she suddenly became curious, and couldn't help smoothing Mao Mao with one hand, resting her chin with the other, and asked curiously with her big eyes: "Our team Song has profiled so many criminal portraits. Can you profile me then?"

"No."

"why?"

Song Zhen suddenly approached, ruthlessly picked up Mao Mao's neck and threw it under the sofa, and replied: "Because when dopamine is secreted, people cannot think calmly."

Ji Qian pursed her lips, wanted to laugh but was tense.

What kind of theory is this?
There was a sudden heat on her lips, Ji Qian was stunned, and then her smile grew wider, "Don't bring such a thing, if it doesn't make sense, just play tricks..."

It's cold and windy outside, but warm inside.

After a long time, Ji Qian couldn't help shouting, "Song Zhen?"

There seemed to be Mao Mao's cry and the singing on the TV, but she couldn't really hear it.

Maomao wanted to yell again, but Song Zhen glanced away with a cold look, and immediately tucked his tail between his legs and snorted, cowardly.

However, this guy was really an eyesore. After walking a few steps away, he continued to yell at Song Zhen, showing his bullying temperament to the fullest.

And the silly Erha wagging his tail as if cheering Maomao up, also whimpered.

The duet of two dogs is undoubtedly very penetrating.

Ji Qian couldn't help but opened her eyes because of the noise, but Song Zhen reached out to cover her eyes.

"Don't worry about them," Song Zhen said.

Then she felt light in her body, and was carried into the bedroom in an instant.

The singing of the TV and the noisy voices of the young couple finally went away as Song Zhen kicked the door shut.

Ji Qian couldn't help opening her eyes, and then she met Song Zhen's dark and deep eyes.

The two looked at each other, and there were too many emotions in that look.

Even at that moment, Ji Qian seemed to remember all the things they had experienced.

She couldn't help but recall the scene in the show where she was wearing a phoenix coronet and Xiapei, while he was standing at the end of the runway waiting for her in a big red gown.

With all eyes on her, she walked towards this handsome man step by step.

Holding hands that time gave her the illusion that she was married to him.

Or it could be said that it was actually a wedding in her mind.

But now, she wanted to continue to hold his hand and walk on.

"Ji Qian." Song Zhen couldn't help shouting when she saw that she was looking at him silently, and there seemed to be some kind of light flickering in her eyes.

Ji Qian took the initiative to cover his mouth with her hand, then looked at him firmly, and then nodded slightly.

Outside the window on New Year's Day, there are fireworks blooming.

Ji Qian turned her head to look at the beautiful night sky, and couldn't help but think: This is the happiest New Year's Eve she has ever had.

And everything is just a matter of course.

(End of this chapter)