Paranoid cold master's treasure

Chapter 54 Oh, shameless to see people

Chapter 54 Oh, shameless to see people

The four eyes met, and Song Zehan's breathing stagnated.

He was already mentally prepared to have his eardrums pierced by screams.

But Ruan Shiyan just blinked blankly, tilted her head, clicked her mouth twice, and went back to sleep.

Song Zehan: "..."

Song Zehan still finished turning over, and gradually fell asleep with Xiangruan in his arms.

But after hearing the breathing of the man above her head gradually stabilized, Ruan Shiyan slowly opened her eyes.

Thinking back to the scene just now, my heart still couldn't stop beating wildly.

To tell the truth, she was terrified just now.

But he didn't know how to face it, so he simply continued to pretend to be asleep.

After all, she took the initiative to deliver it to her door, and even if something happened, she asked for it herself.

Fortunately... nothing happened.

But why does she still feel a little bit lost in her heart?

Ruan Shiyan couldn't help scolding herself for being too hypocritical in her heart. After repeating it many times, she finally couldn't beat the deep sleepiness and fell asleep again.

A night without dreams.

Ruan Shiyan woke up gradually, opened her eyes, and habitually hugged the pillow in her arms and rubbed it twice.

After humming twice contentedly, he slowly opened his eyes.

But when she saw clearly that what she was holding in her arms was not her pillow at all, but Song Zehan's arm...

"what--"

Song Zehan looked at the back of someone running away like a frightened rabbit, recalling the long-lost scene before someone woke up, frowned slightly, and raised his hand to rub his ears.

Sure enough, screaming will only be late, not absent.

He lifted the quilt, got up and got out of bed, for the first time, he didn't go to the morning exercise first, but went straight into the bathroom.

Ruan Shiyan felt that she was almost ashamed to face others.

In the middle of the night, she was still afraid of what Song Zehan would do to her, but when she turned her head and woke up, she found that she was holding on to his arm.

It's really like the three words he hinted at her on the phone before.

Not ashamed.

Ruan Shiyan scratched her hair angrily.

No, she had to quickly find a way to get that image out of her mind, otherwise she couldn't go to Song Zehan's place to sleep on the bed every night.

Thinking of this, Ruan Shiyan forced herself to go into the bathroom, trying to start by overcoming the reaction after seeing the bathtub.

But before he persisted for half a minute, he was rescued by the ringtone of his cell phone and rushed out to answer the call.

It's Xiao Xing.

"Master Yan, good morning."

"Mmm, morning." Ruan Shiyan sat in front of the dressing table clutching her phone, her voice was a little weak.

"Are you...didn't sleep well?"

Ruan Shiyan looked at the ruddy face in the mirror, raised her hand and patted it twice, "That's not true, I slept well, but it's a little... hard to describe."

As soon as Xiao Xing heard this adjective, he could guess that it must be related to Song Zehan.

After thinking about it, he didn't want to talk too much about the matter between husband and wife after all, so he didn't ask any more questions and changed the subject.

"Okay, by the way, Lord Yan, yesterday's case is very similar to what Lao Xiao did ten years ago. The bureau asked Lao Xiao to help solve the case."

"I thought that since you've been frightened and you've always been interested in solving the case, why not join in as Lao Xiao's assistant and solve the case, maybe you won't be afraid, and you can solve the problem from the source. Am I right?"

This is also a way.

"Okay, then come to Song Garden to pick me up, I'll wait for you."

Ruan Shiyan hurriedly ate breakfast and left with Xiao Xing.

When she came to the detective agency and endured the discomfort in her stomach, when she saw the photos of the dead from various angles pasted on the whiteboard, her eyes were firmly attracted by one of them.

There was a very thin wound on the deceased's heart, which was very bright red, as if someone had drawn it with a red water-based pen.

And the strange wound on her heart...

almost exactly the same...

(End of this chapter)

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