moonlight lure

When Ji Yanchen came back, it was already half dark outside and there were no lights on in the room.

He didn't look as embarrassed as last time, but he was still dusty. He was carrying a few tomatoes and a box of shrimps in his hand. After putting on his slippers, he hurried to the living room and apologized: "The situation is a bit tricky, and it will be more expensive to deal with than expected." It took some time.”

The people on the sofa looked at him quietly without speaking.

"I planned to spend the first weekend alone with you, sorry."

He squatted down on the carpet, his face a little helpless, "Are you hungry? I'll cook."

Seeing that she was still silent, he got closer to her face and took a closer look: "Why is it so wilted? Are you unhappy that I came back too late?"

"No."

Song Shiwei closed her eyes, threw away the uneasy thoughts in her mind, and tried to cheer up, "I went to walk the dog, I'm a little tired."

"Then you lie down for a while and I'll call you when the meal is ready."

After he finished speaking, he was about to get up, but she stopped him softly: "Are you hurt?"

Ji Yanchen was startled for a moment, then curled his lips and smiled: "No."

"Is it dangerous today?" she asked again.

"It's not dangerous, just a little troublesome."

He leaned over and kissed her face gently, "Are you worried about me at home?"

She didn't answer, her attitude seemed to be acquiescence.

He pretended to be distressed: "Oh, some people feel sorry for me so much. When I get married in the future, won't I have to be worried every day?"

Song Shiwei blinked and said half-seriously, "Yes, so after thinking about it, we might as well stop the loss in time. After dinner tonight, everyone will go their separate ways."

The person in front of him suddenly changed his face, leaned over and bit her lips: "How dare you."

He threatened fiercely: "If you dare to dump me again, I will hang myself in front of your house. Then the news will be released and you will be embarrassed."

Song Shiwei couldn't help but laugh out loud. Her originally gloomy expression softened slightly, and she gently pushed his shoulder: "You are so promising, Officer Ji, go and cook."

He refused to leave, burying himself in her neck like a puppy and saying coquettishly, "You're kidding."

Her neck was numb and itchy from his wet nibbles, and she couldn't push him away, so she had no choice but to compromise: "I was joking."

He snorted arrogantly and pushed further: "I said you didn't mean what you just said."

She patted his head and said accommodatingly: "Well, I don't mean it."

He became more serious: "Say you will never leave me."

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Song Shiwei pretended to be impatient and scolded him, "Stop being childish and hurry up and cook."

After being scolded, Ji Yanchen reluctantly got up and carried the ingredients to the kitchen.

After washing his hands, he took out the tomatoes and soaked them in water. Just as he found the scissors to deal with the shrimp threads, his cell phone in his trouser pocket suddenly vibrated.

He waved his hand and took it out, looked at the name on the screen, and then asked, "What's the matter?"

"Brother Chen!"

The female voice on the other end of the receiver was so excited and shrill that it made his ears numb, "I want to get to know my sister-in-law! Please help me!"

He pinched the shrimp head and was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyebrows inexplicably: "...what?"

A few minutes later, Ji Yanchen listened to the whole story and understood the situation he was facing now.   It turns out that his girlfriend is not tired, but jealous?

He was stunned for a moment and then laughed.

Putting down the phone, he lowered his head and continued to cut open the shrimp. His sharp lips and tail couldn't help but rise, and he couldn't even press them flat.

He hollowed out the tomato, put mashed shrimp meat inside, poured seasoning on it and put it into the electric steamer, happily playing a tune.

The people in the living room heard the sound and raised their faces in confusion.

This man was still depressed when she drove him into the kitchen just now. How could he suddenly become beautiful and whistle when he was cooking?

She glanced at Morrie on the floor in confusion, put down one leg and kicked his butt, and ordered in a low voice: "What's wrong with your dad? Go and see him."

After hearing this, Mori got up and trotted into the kitchen.

When the people in the kitchen saw it coming in, they rubbed its head and sighed in a low voice: "Normally I don't take you out to socialize in vain. You are still useful at critical moments. I will add a piece of chicken to you in the evening."

Morion screamed and bit his trousers a few times to vent his anger: You said it lightly! Do you know how she tortured me when you were not at home? Do you know how much pressure I put on trying to coax her up for you? At least two extra pieces are required! !
  At the same time, the mobile phone on the coffee table in the room suddenly vibrated, and a news message popped up: [An incident occurred in a shopping mall in Chengdu at noon today! A suspect was shot dead! ]
  Song Shiwei was stunned for a moment, then lowered her eyes and picked up the phone, tapping it in with her fingers before her brain. Sure enough, she saw the tall figure in the photo that she couldn't be more familiar with. The reporter interviewing him on the side was the girl she met while walking the dog in the morning.

Her heart rose and fell, and she glanced down at the news before reaching the comment area at the bottom.

In addition to the discussion of the incident itself, there are also several very popular comments in the hot topics:

[The reporter lady is so beautiful! ]
  [+1! These smiling eyes and dimples are so sweet to my heart! ]
  [Three minutes, I want all the information about this woman! !!]
  [Reporter from Yueshi Weekly! Excellent master's degree graduates from Chengdu Communication University! My treasure has been discovered! ]
  [This special police officer is also very handsome! The figure and face are both awesome! ! These two are a perfect match! !]
  Song Shiwei's eyes suddenly sank, and she continued to scroll down with her fingers:

[Cold SWAT VS sweet reporter, is this something I can knock on? ]
  [Laughing to death, the atmosphere between these two people is very much like the kind in the workplace where people pretend to be unfamiliar and accept interviews seriously, but secretly they are in love with each other. Who knows, family members? ]
  [By the way, I recently read a fanfic about a special police officer and a prosecutor, and the face of the special police officer was pretty cool! ]
  [It’s no fun to join forces with the prosecutor. How can I have the sense of loyalty with a little sweetheart! ]
  [I can do it! ! I'm not picky about food! ! Ask for resources! !]——
  Song Shiwei raised his head, and his already bright face became dim again.

Her eyes were silent for a while, until the phone in her hand rang again, pulling her out of her daze.

She glanced at the number, gathered her emotions and walked to the balcony to pick up: "Xiaojing, what's wrong?"

She didn't know what was said on the other end of the phone. She listened quietly for a long time, and finally said seriously: "Okay, I'll go with you."

After hanging up the phone, Song Shiwei stood silently on the balcony for a long time with her arms folded. When she returned to the room, dinner was just coming out.

She leaned against the door and absentmindedly asked him if he needed help. He asked her to get the cutlery and walked out of the kitchen first with the plate in hand.

Song Shiwei opened the cupboard door, took out the dishes and chopsticks and walked back to the restaurant.

After setting the tableware, she pulled up a chair and sat down. He put a tomato on the plate in front of her and said casually: "I saw Dr. Ming when I was passing by the square just now."

Song Shiwei glanced at him in surprise, and seeing that his expression was calm, she hummed and didn't respond.

The person in front of me continued: "He is leading a dog."

She said casually: "He doesn't have a dog, maybe it belongs to his friend's house."

"I saw a girl running over and saying hello to the dog very affectionately."

He also sat down, paused for a moment, and said hesitantly, "I thought... that might be his friend's girlfriend."

When Song Shiwei heard this, she raised her eyes in the hot air. After a moment, she said meaningfully: "Do you also think that people who are familiar with dogs should also be familiar with dog owners?"

"I feel so too?"

The person in front of her looked at her and said, "Who else thinks so?"

She pursed her lips secretly, and the tips of her teeth made a shallow tooth mark on the pink lips. After a long while, she whispered: "No one, I just said it casually."

She has always been a rational person in her past relationships. She doesn't want to admit that she feels uncomfortable now because of such a trivial matter. They have just established their relationship not long ago, which makes it seem like she cares about him too much.