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Seeing that he was not moving, Jiang Xuan walked over quickly, his two slender eyebrows knit together, and asked anxiously: "How is the result? Can you leave?"
She looked up, her eyes were bloodshot.
Yang Jishen answered the wrong question, "Why are you here?"
This question really stumped Jiang Xun, she opened her mouth and couldn't speak.
Yang Jichen raised his eyes and asked again: "Stayed all night or just came?"
Jiang Xuan was taken aback for a moment, "Stayed all night"
Yang Jichen smiled, looked at her meaningfully, and said after a while, "Let's go."
After taking two steps, he asked, "Does your mother know that you don't come home at night?"
Jiang Xun: "I know."
Yang Jichen looked down at her playfully, "Are you lying to your mother again?"
"It's not for-"
Jiang Jue didn't say your word, which seemed too ambiguous.
Yang Jichen deliberately asked: "For what?"
Jiang Xuan dodged and did not answer, and then returned to the topic, "What did the police say? Can we leave like this?"
The two had reached the gate of the police station, Yang Jichen laughed, "If I can't leave, will they let me out?"
It's dark and cold in winter at four or five o'clock, and you can't see your fingers. The weak light of the police station shines on the patches of snow, which is white, and you can still vaguely see the surrounding buildings and roads.
Jiang Xun rubbed his hands, the blood vessels on his cold body were almost frozen.
? Yang Jishen hailed a taxi on the side of the road and hid in the car. Jiang Xun felt that his finger bones could stretch a little when he was next to the heater.
Yang Jishen said: "Master, find a breakfast restaurant nearby."
Jiang Xuan: "Aren't we going back?"
"Go back to eat snow?"
Jiang Xun: ""
The taxi driver didn't make a detour, and simply took the two of them away to a breakfast restaurant on the street next to the police station, which mainly sells steamed dumplings.
Jiang Xun ordered a bowl of shredded pork noodles with pickled vegetables, and only after taking a sip of hot soup did Jiang Xun feel alive.
No matter how much hot water I drank at the police station, I couldn¡¯t warm myself up, and I really realized what it means to suffer from hunger and cold.
Yang Jichen picked up a small cage, methodically dipped it in vinegar and chili sauce, one bite at a time.
Jiang Xuan: "Isn't it hot?"
"Not hot."
Jiang Piao recalled the first time he and Ji Yunxian ate Xiaolong, and was very embarrassed. The two of them didn't know that there was soup in it, and after eating it in one bite, half a layer of skin burned off their mouths, and the juice splashed all over the table.
And the person in front of him eats everything in a calm and casual manner, taking his time.
Jiang Xun felt that he was stunned, or that Xi Shi was in the eye of the beholder, otherwise, why would he think that the other party's appearance of eating is very pleasing to the eye?
Jiang Xuan came back to his senses and met his eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, her heart skipped a beat, she lowered her head and ate the noodles.
Yang Jishen: "When did you go to the police station?"
Jiang Xuan: "It seems to be yesterday morning."
"Didn't you eat dinner?"
"I had lunch with Zhang Jiakai outside at noon, but no dinner."
Yang Jichen gave her a piece of braised pork from his noodle bowl, and joked: "No wonder you gobble it up so much, eat more, you idiot."
With food in her stomach, her body warmed up, and the steam made her cheeks flush slightly, and the little idiot with a provocative ending completely threw Jiang Xun into the honey-colored dyeing vat.
Jiang Yan bit his red-roasted pork and said, "Do you want to send a message to Zhang Jiakai? He was also very anxious yesterday. What happened to this matter? What happened to the person you bumped into?"
"Also?" Yang Jichen raised his eyes, "Who else is in a hurry?"
Jiang Xun: ""
Yang Jishen: "Let me think about it, is it the person who was frozen in the police station all night?"
Jiang Xun stuffed the braised pork into his mouth, and looked at him in shame and indignation.
Yang Jishen held the chopsticks between his long fingers and said with a smile: "I will contact Zhang Jiakai later, you don't have to worry about this matter, it's just a trivial matter."
"How can it be a trivial matter? It's nothing now. What if you were designed to be contaminated with drugs? Then you are still locked inside." Jiang Yu's voice was very soft, but a little anxious.
"Then just get out of the police station." He wrote lightly.
"Is the police station a place you can think of and get out of?"
? Yang Jishen: "If you don't do bad things, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door."
?A withered weed.
So it looks like this from his room.
Yang Jichen simply took a hot shower and fiddled with the wet hair. As soon as he came out, he saw her standing in front of the window. She had her hair coiled up and a red scarf around her neck. Under the large black down jacket were two A thin straight leg, trousers rolled up, wearing his slippers.
The girl's feet look smooth and delicate, with the heels exposed outside the slippers, white and attractive.
Yang Jichen leaned against the door, hanging a white towel around his neck, "Do you want to try jumping over here next time?"
When Jiang Xuan heard the sound, he turned around, and when he turned around, he couldn't even blink his eyes.
He was only wearing a pair of dark gray sports trousers, with drops of water dripping from his chest, and the broken hair on his forehead was wet.
The room suddenly became cramped, the air smelled of his shower gel, and the air conditioner on the top was blowing warm air, like a spring breeze in March, everything became warm and restless.
Jiang Xuan stammered: "Aren't you aren't you cold?"
? Yang Jichen imitated her again, "III'm not cold."
Jiang Xun: ""
Yang Jichen smiled, straightened his waist, walked slowly to the bedside table, picked up the cigarette and lighter on the table, and lit it familiarly.
Jiang Xun turned sideways and took a look at him, which was right on the scar on his body.
There are faint bloodstains on his entire right arm, and obvious blood spots and wounds on his right shoulder.
Jiang Xuan walked over and took a closer look. Yang Jichen was holding a cigarette, turned around and almost bumped into her.
"What are you looking at?" There was a little smile in his voice.
Jiang Xuan pointed to his shoulder, "Doesn't it hurt? Is there any other injury besides here?"
Yang Jichen said indifferently: "It will be fine in a few days."
"Then you can't just take a bath like this."
Yang Jichen sat on the bed, looked at her calmly, stared at her for a few seconds, and suddenly said: "Now I suddenly feel a little pain, is there any ointment at Master Jiang's house?"
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Yang Jishen: Let's soak for a while, the little girl has a lot of beriberi.
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It's a little slow, isn't it?
In fact, when I first thought about this copywriting, I thought it was cute, but when I wrote it, I found that there was too much foreshadowing.
If a boy keeps running to a girl's room because he likes her, I think it's too much, like sexual|harassment.
So I hope that when the two people have a good impression of each other, the heroine is also happy for him to do so.
Anyway, I can see that everyone is very patient now, hahaha. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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