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Chapter 585 585: Gu Qi Extra: One kiss can¡¯t solve the problem, just two (first update)

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    She shook her head, like a troubled child: "I have to brush it."

    Qin Su carried her to the bathroom. As soon as her feet landed, she lay on the sink and stared at the compartment next to the mirror: "This is my toothbrush."

    She didn¡¯t take it away on purpose.

    He didn¡¯t throw it away either.

    He gave her the toothbrush, but she didn't take it. Her body was swaying limply, as if she had no bones. She swayed into his arms, raised her head and opened her mouth: "Ah."

    She was being willful and asked him to brush her.  .  .

    He just watched without making any next move.

    She blinked and began to feel sleepy again, unable to stand firmly on her feet. She fell to the side and was caught by him with one hand.

    "Hold me."

    He grabbed her hand and put it on his waist. He hugged her with one hand and brushed her teeth with the other.

    She is very cooperative.

    But Qin Su had never served anyone before, so he didn¡¯t know the importance.

    After he finished brushing, he gave her a glass of water: "Rinse your mouth."

    She took a sip and swallowed it.

    "Can't swallow."

    She said yes.

    Qin Su went to get mineral water anyway.

    After brushing her teeth, she put on her socks and walked under the showerhead: "I still need to take a shower." She took off her coat and looked up at the showerhead, "Why is there no water?"

    She stood up on tiptoes to poke, but she fell backwards and hit her head directly on the glass.

    Qin Su reacted quickly and reached out to block her, but her head hit the palm of his hand.

    "Stop moving."

    Qin Su took a deep breath and resignedly went over to help her take off her clothes: "Put your hands up."

    After a lot of trouble, it was twelve o'clock.

    Qin Su was already wet, so he casually put on a pair of pants and carried Song Zhi to the bed: "Close your eyes and go to sleep."

    She closed her eyes: "Don't leave."

    "Um."

    The night light on the bedside table was turned off until very late.

    In the morning, the sun was slightly dazzling, and the heroine woke up in bed. When she opened her eyes, she saw the hero guarding the bedside, staring deeply with two pairs of eyes.

    Song Zhi has performed this kind of plot twice in movies.

    It turns out that the movie is pure fiction. When she opened her eyes, she was alone in the room. The gray cabinets, black curtains, and gray-black carpets were all cold.

    She got up and looked at the men's pajamas she was wearing.  There was a glass of water on the bedside table. She picked it up and drank it. The water was warm.

    She grabbed a handful of messy hair and smiled.

    Qin Su was reading the newspaper in the living room, with a small fire on the kitchen stove.

    Song Zhi finished washing and came out in pajamas: "Did Shuangshuang call you?"

    Her cell phone is out of battery.

    "Well, I said I would pick you up at half past nine." Qin Su was reading the newspaper seriously, "I asked her to bring you clothes."

    He glanced at his watch, it was almost nine o'clock.

    ¡°Breakfast is in the kitchen.¡±

    The kitchen is on fire and breakfast is warming in the pot.

    It is white porridge, poached eggs, and a few fried dumplings. The shape of the poached eggs is very arbitrary, and the yolk is overflowing. It is no longer bought from outside.

    Song Zhi brought breakfast to the dining table: "Have you eaten?"

    Qin Su was doing his own thing without raising his head: "Eat."

    By the time she finished her breakfast, it was nine-eighth.

    She finished cleaning the kitchen and sat on the sofa: "Are you still reading the newspaper?"

    "Um."

    ¡°Not many people know how to read newspapers now.¡±

    He didn¡¯t answer.

    She sat down a little closer to him, then raised her hand, put it on his arm, and pressed down the newspaper blocking his face with a little force.

    She leaned over and kissed him on the lips.

    He fluttered his eyelashes up and down, then raised them: "What for?"

    "Kiss you."

    She leaned in again, more aggressively than before. This time she kissed him for a long time and tried to suck on his lips.

    She just drank milk.

    Qin Su didn¡¯t like drinking milk. He didn¡¯t respond, but he didn¡¯t push it away either.

    When Song Zhi had enough kisses, he got up and went to the study room, throwing the newspaper on the carpet.

    Song Zhi didn¡¯t understand. Is this reconciliation or no reconciliation?

    Pei Shuangshuang arrived on time at 9:30 and sent Song Zhi directly to the set.

    At four thirty-seven in the afternoon, Qin Su¡¯s family had a visitor.

    "Is that Qin Su?"

    "yes."

      Four people came.

    They showed their police ID: "We suspect that you are related to an intentional homicide case, please come with us."

    At 5:12 in the afternoon, Ling Yaoren was still in the anti-narcotics team.

    "Who is it? Tell me the truth."

    Captain Lu shook his head: "Don't embarrass me."

    Ling Yao wanted to know the action plan of their anti-narcotics team: "I have been able to confirm that Zhang Haitao was solved by their internal people. The specific reason should be related to the actions of your anti-drug team."

    Team Lu thought about it for a moment: "You should submit the report first and hand over the evidence in your hand before proceeding." He looked serious and said, "In addition, this case must be kept strictly confidential."

    She said OK.

    As soon as she left the anti-narcotics team, her boss called: "Come here, a suspect in Lao Xu's hands wants to see you."

    Ling Yao asked what was going on on the way.

    This morning, someone found a corpse at the back door of Longhu Bay. The body was hanging upside down on the door, naked, and there was a painting on the back, carved with a knife, which showed a naked woman.

    The deceased¡¯s name was Guan Fangting, female, 41 years old, and the editor-in-chief of a newspaper.

    Ling Yao entered the interrogation room alone: ??"We meet again."

    Qin Su sat across the table: "Bring me a message to her."

    "What are you talking about?"

    He said: "Don't come." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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