Although Shen Yi was ruthless and ruthless when he said harsh words yesterday, and acted like an uncle, he went home last night and spent half the night tossing and turning, feeling extremely tormented in his heart.

His deep eyes were slightly tired, and the extremely obvious dark circles around his eyes were the result of a night of resistance.

How crisp and clear I am when I reject someone, how miserable I feel when I get home in the middle of the night, and I spend the entire night in emo mode.

Shen Yi didn't know what he wanted to do. He had rejected people but was full of expectations. He knew clearly that it was the mission period, but he still couldn't calm down.

He wanted to look openly, but he was afraid of alerting the suspects under Song Xu's building. However, after a few inadvertent attempts, the figure he had longed for actually appeared.

Even if Song Xu turns into ashes, Shen Yi can recognize it. The woman who is coming is well-equipped with large bags and small bags. It seems that she is going out... for a picnic?

Song Xu had exquisite makeup, wearing a small green skirt, an exaggerated sun hat and sunglasses, a large bottle of water on her shoulders, and a small fan hanging around her neck.

Shen Yi once felt that Song Xu's small body would be crushed.

When he and Song Xu looked at each other and exchanged glances, Shen Yi could feel Song Xu's hatred for him. He would groan in anger from time to time, and his expression was very cute.

It seems that he really made people angry yesterday, but the little troublemaker was too cute when he lost his temper, with a pouty face and not very smart eyes.

In Shen Yi's shocked eyes, Song Xu vigorously put the things on the ground next to the bench in the community, and started to lose weight for himself under Shen Yi's "indifferent" expression.

Mouth: "What are you doing?"

In my heart: Hey, come to me, come to me~

Song Xu turned his head and refused to see anyone, and took off his water bottle with great effort, with a bad attitude: "What does it have to do with you? Do you care?"

Shen Yi had a deep expression. He didn't understand where Song Xu was so angry. It was just because he couldn't do what he said yesterday, but since he was the one who caused it, he could only endure it.

"What are you looking at!"

Shen Yi: "..."

"So angry? Are you suffering from heat stroke?"

Two consecutive critical hits: "What does it have to do with you? Do you care?"

Song Xu's eyes were fierce, and it seemed that he didn't want to communicate with him anymore. Shen Yi was speechless for a while, but Shen Dafa was a little more patient, as if to coax people: "Have you eaten?"

The woman gouged out the person, took out the snacks she had brought, and rejected Shen Yi's "hypocrisy": "You don't have to worry about it!"

Shen Yi resisted the urge to take a bite, swallowed his anger and swallowed, but secretly rejoiced in his heart: "What are you doing here?"

Song Xu was like a mob. No matter how Shen Yi asked her, she would always choke: "Why can't I come? This is not your home."

"You think I'm an eyesore? Then call the police!"

Shen Yi frowned, pursed his thin lips in depression, and walked towards Song Xu step by step with cold eyes.

That face was too serious, with a calm and intimidating look. Song Xu was horrified by Shen Yi's serious eyes: You're not going to come over and beat her up, are you? She was really in trouble just now.

Unexpectedly, the man just leaned gently on the wooden chair in the park next to Song Xu, with his long and straight legs, and just stood there posing.

Song Xu secretly cursed in his heart: He must be the male model of the pancake stall!

Don't tell me, the dog man has a really good figure.

Song Xu looked at the waistline of Shen Yi's black shirt bundled under his black trousers, and then compared Shen Yi's arms and wrists. If he really made a move, he would punch him down with one designated punch.

The sixth sense of being a policeman for many years Even if Shen Yi is not looking at Song Xu, he still knows that the woman is looking at him with her eyes. He returns Song Xu's words to her unchanged, with a slight smile in his cold tone: "What are you looking at?"

Shen Yi turned his head unexpectedly, and suddenly his eyes met with Song Xu's slightly parted lips.

From a high position, Shen Yi admired Song Xuzhang's carefully crafted small breasts. Her deer-like watery eyes were very charming, without any impurities, as if they were coated with fine glittering jewelry. The sense of purity was vividly reflected on her face. .

Just a little bit not very smart.

The two clusters of willow-leaf eyebrows are slightly twisted, forming two small spirals in the peak of the eyebrows. Looking at them makes them easy to bully, or... just looking at them makes people want to bully them.

Song Xu, who was unaware of Shen Yi's obscene thoughts, glared at Shen Yi again, but there was no hint of menacing intent in his eyes, and he was even more stunned.

He turned around and hugged his legs and knees, burying his face downward, feeling very sulky in his heart.

Song Xu: Damn it, you fell into that bitch’s trap again, he must have thought that he liked him again.

Since Song Xu was wearing a hat, and her hair was thick, smooth and black, with curls scattered around her shoulders, Shen Yi resisted the urge to lift Song Xu's hat and touch her head.

What kind of perverted psychology does he always want to grab Song Xu's face out of?

The person next to the leg was a small one, hugging his leg and lowering his head, wondering why he was aggrieved there.

It's so pitiful, I want to bully even more, it's better to bully people to tears!

Song Xu was very thin, with small arms that Shen Yi could grab with one hand. The taut back lines were very graceful, without a trace of fat, and seemed to have the outline of a butterfly bone.

"Cuckoo~" The embarrassing voice seemed abrupt in this empty and silent place.

Song Xu felt the roots of her ears feel hot, and finally moved her little head, but she didn't dare to raise her head. The Nike shoes that were lying on the ground actually moved.

"What to eat?"

Song Xu was now a completely overbearing and unreasonable little wife. She had already taken out her bag and carefully selected snacks: "No, I have something to eat myself."

Shen Yi, who turned into an elder, had already picked up the spatula, his movements were so skillful that it made people feel distressed: "That thing is not healthy."

But he met Song Xu, who was totally ignorant: "I just love eating junk food."

Shen Yi turned back and lowered his eyes. His sharp jawline gave him a bit of majesty, and he really looked like a parent: "You kid, if you stay in our house, you will be beaten every minute."

Song Xu raised his head with difficulty and looked at Shen Yi, shaking his head and provoking: "I'm not your child, you can't control me."

The next second, all the snacks on the ground had fallen into Shen Yi's hands.

Song Xu just wanted to stand up and resist, but was forced to suppress it by Shen Yi's eyes, which said with extreme coldness: "You..."

As the saying goes, those who know the current affairs are heroes. Under such a huge disparity in force, Song Xu could only choose to be patient and even brought out the policeman: "Guan Tianhuari, you are robbing."

Shen Yi put the snacks within reach, ignored the resentful eyes behind him, and started to spread the pancakes: "Oh, then call the police!"

But even if his hands were busy, Shen Yi's attention was always focused on that man.

The two people in the car not far away looked at Shen Yi and Song Xu at the stall, their gossip souls burning.

"Why is this woman looking for Brother Yi again? Is Brother Yi being attracted by someone?"

Li Juefeng showed the kindness of an old father: "It's not bad. We can set out a mission to solve a lifelong issue. Otherwise, with Brother Yi's temperament, the only people he can come into contact with are suspects."

"Here." Shen Yi handed the pancake to Song Xu. The woman was obviously still angry and her lips were biting. How angry was she?

“The pork tenderloin doesn’t require coriander and eggs, it’s too salty, right?”

Song Xu looked surprised, looking at Shen Yi's hand raised in front of him, wondering whether he should take it or not: "How do you remember?"

The number of customers he interacts with in a day range from one hundred to fifty, and he only eats twice. How does he know so well?

Shen Yi felt that he had to find another way to contact Song Xu, otherwise the two of them would keep talking like this: "Because..."

Narrowing her long and charming peach blossom eyes, raising the ends of her eyes, curling her lips, and speaking sincerely: "Remembering the preferences of the girl you are interested in is the most basic quality of a suitor."


Chapter completed!