She is the Third Kind of Stunning

The cold lips came close, and the body was hugged tightly. Lu Yinxi subconsciously closed his eyes.

The people around me murmured in a low voice: "I didn't do anything bad..."

With the warm breath lingering in his ears, Lu Yinxi hesitated for a moment, then faded away his fear, stretched out his hand, and hugged Jian Qing back.

Not the expected harshness and coldness, but an explanation and a hug.

They hugged each other neck to neck and pressed their bodies tightly together.

No one spoke, quietly feeling each other's body temperature and heartbeat.

After a long time, Lu Yinxi broke the silence and asked Jian Qing softly, "Who is Lan Bin?"

Jian Qing let go of her arms, looked at the center of her brows, and gently stroked the mole at the end of her eyes. She didn't choose to hide it, and told her frankly: "Lan Zhou's biological father was admitted to the hospital because of colon cancer."

Lu Yinxi pondered for a moment, and guessed roughly: "What are you doing investigating his relationship with Lan Zhou... He has old grudges with you, doesn't he?"

Jian Qing nodded: "He and the human trafficker who abducted and sold my sister are in the same gang."

Lu Yinxi clenched the corner of Jian Qing's clothes: "Is В still alive?"

She vaguely remembered that in the original book, Jian Qing's first strike was a patient.

"Dead." Jian Qing plucked the fine strands of hair from her sideburns, and said in a brisk tone, "In the late stage, the whole body is transferred, and it cannot be saved."

They died too easily and did not die in her hands.

what a pity.

But she promised Lu Yinxi that she would not do bad things from now on.

Lu Yinxi looked at Jian Qing, his lips moved, he hesitated to speak, and his eyes were complicated.

Seeing her eyes like this, Jian Qing felt sad and reached out to pinch her jaw: "What are you worried about?"

Goosebumps arose from the cold touch, Lu Yinxi turned his face away and broke free.

"Would you like to ask me if I have done anything?" Jian Qing turned her face, forced her to look at him, touched her lips lightly, and seemed to ask, "Why do you always think of me so badly... "

Her tone was still gentle, but her eyes became colder and colder.

Lu Yinxi raised his hand to cover the back of her hand, held her tightly, lowered his eyes, and thought silently.

Jian Qing calmed down, looked down at her, and counted her eyelashes, as if waiting for her trial.

"Did you just worry about this incident a while ago?" Lu Yinxi connected the cause and effect.

Jian Qing hummed.

She checked a lot of information and learned about many ways to catalyze death, and later realized that speeding up death is a relief for Lan Bin.

Hanging his life, giving him a meager hope, and letting him die in peace, is the best means of revenge.

Lu Yinxi suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged Jian Qing around his waist.

As if to give her a belated hug.

"Talk to me sometime, maybe you'll feel better in your heart. Don't suffer alone when you encounter problems in the future. Try it and share it with me." She comforted Jian Qing gently.

The coldness in Jian Qing's eyes gradually melted away, and she went back to hug the deer and drink the stream, patted her on the shoulder lightly, without saying a word.

Lu Yinxi asked sharply: "What did you do to Lan Bin?"

With a simple and clear personality, knowing that the enemy is close at hand, he will not let it go.

Jane said plainly: "It's nothing, just tell him that he has a daughter, and I will take his daughter to see him. He held his breath and waited until today to die...Yinxi, this is not illegal..."

She made a point of excuse.

Lu Yinxi sighed softly: "I don't see you as a kind person who repays grievances with kindness. What about Lanzhou? What are you going to do with Lanzhou next? Do you also want to take revenge on her?"

Jian Qing didn't answer this question.

Her next plan is indeed to take revenge on Lan Zhou.

Lu Yinxi pushed Jian Qing away: "If you don't speak, you acquiesce, don't you?"

Jian Qing raised his eyelids to look at her, still silent, his eyes gradually became a little gloomy.

Lu Yinxi softly persuaded: "Lan Zhou didn't know at all. She is not bad, and she was also abandoned by her family. Her family's sins, there is no need to take revenge on her. Just because of the relationship between Huan and Jian, you will Take revenge on her?"

Jian Qing finally spoke, with a gloomy expression, as if a thin layer of ice had formed in his eyes, and said meaningfully: "Why do you always turn to her? It was the same last time, and you spoke well of her in front of me. You are very special to her."

I don't want you to have any grudges!

Lu Yinxi opened her mouth hastily, wanting to explain, but Jian Qing suddenly approached, sealed her lips with a kiss, and blocked her words.

The words were blocked in her lips by a rough kiss, Lu Yinxi wanted to break free, but just as she raised her hand, Jian Qing clamped her wrist forcefully. From the wrist up, five fingers squeezed into her fingers forcefully, forcing her to interlock Buckle, tightly attached to the glass.

Being pressed in pain, Lu Yinxi struggled to bite Jian Qing's lips hard.

Her lips were sore, Jian Qing closed her eyes to hide the emotion in her eyes, but still did not let go, pressed her tightly, and kissed her without pity.

Being treated so rudely, Lu Yinxi's nose turned sour, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Sensitively aware of her emotions, Jian Qing stopped kissing suddenly, opened her eyes, looked at her reddish eyes, slowly raised her head, and put a gentle kiss between her brows helplessly, then held her tightly. Hugging her into her arms, without speaking, she looked out of the window and murmured, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, I won't hurt you..."

The sun was setting outside the window, and at dusk, the clouds flickered.

Xiaguang came over and coated them with a layer of light.

Lu Yinxi leaned against Jian Qing's arms, slightly parted her red lips, and panted lightly.

She found that Jian Qing was afraid that she would cry.

And crying is the basic skill of an actor.

She could easily turn her eyes red, and then saw that Jian Qing's expression turned subtle, and she wanted to comfort her at a loss, but she didn't know where to start.

Jian Qing hugged her, kissed her hair, and asked in a whisper: "Yinxi, is it important for me or her?"

Lu Yinxi didn't understand why she asked such a question, but she still replied seriously: "Of course it's you."

In this world, in her heart, there has never been anyone else, only Jian Qing.

Jian Qing was silent for a moment, then tentatively asked: "I think she is dead, do you want to help me or help her?"

Lu Yinxi was startled by Jian Qing's understatement.

Surprised for half a minute, she forced herself to calm down and give a response.

He didn't dare to speak casually anymore, for fear that if he was not careful, Jian Qing's sensitive and delicate nerves would be pierced, forcing him to make another move.

"Talk." Jian Qing put his hand into the hem of her clothes, and his palms felt smooth and soft.

The cold touch hit, as if the fingertips were carrying electric current, Lu Yinxi's face climbed a layer of heat: "You...don't be here..."

The floor-to-ceiling windows are transparent and clean, allowing you to see the outside world clearly.

"You can't see the inside from the outside, don't be afraid." Jian Qing comforted her softly, kisses and words fell to her ears at the same time, she moved her fingertips, and peeled off the buttons one by one, "Help me, or help her?"

"This kind of hypothetical question... I, I won't answer..." Lu Yinxi's breath gradually became disordered, and his back was pressed against the cold glass window.

Jian Qing told her to turn around.

She leaned against the floor-to-ceiling windows, raised her eyes to look out of the window, looked up at the sky, the clouds were steaming and the clouds were glowing, and the sunset was broken; overlooking the bottom of the building, it was bustling with people like ants.

The setting sun poured into the room, illuminating the skin with a honey color.

Jian Qing hugged Lu Yinxi from behind, and threatened her in a low voice: "Stop talking about her in the future, I don't like her."

The light was a bit dazzling, Lu Yinxi half-closed his eyes, bit his lower lip, and said with a chuckle: "So... you were... just jealous of her..."

Secretly jealous.

And she never noticed the taste.

Having been exposed, Jian Qing's face remained unchanged, her lips rose from her shoulders, brushed her neck, bent her jaw, kissed her, and blocked her words.

Lu Yinxi couldn't laugh anymore.

She glanced out the window again.

The sun sinks day by day, the afterglow is weak, the lips are vermilion and warm, and the sound trembles gradually. The clouds close at dusk, the sun goes to the moon, and the water murmurs in the depths of the scattered flowers.

After coming out of the bathroom, Lu Yinxi's cheeks were still rosy.

Wearing a nightgown, she bent down to pick up the paper documents on the ground, and said with a sigh: "Doctor Jane, don't be blinded by hatred."

Jian Qing didn't respond, cleaning up the sofa and the traces on the floor.

She took off all the sofa covers and planned to throw them in the washing machine.

Lu Yinxi also silently picked up the shirt covering the doll, ready to wash it.

The doll has a pair of cute eyes, and she felt too ashamed to cover its eyes with her clothes.

Jian Qing threw the sofa cover into the washing machine, Lu Yinxi held the washbasin, put on gloves, and washed the underwear by hand.

"Is our life here not good? It's flat and peaceful. Or do you not like it?"

"No dislike." Jian Qing walked to her side, "I'll help you."

Lu Yinxi blushed and refused: "My own, I don't need your help." She pointed to the shirts and coats of the two of them, "You can wash and drink!

Jian Qing obediently went to wash the coats of the two of them.

Lu Yinxi continued to mutter and mutter: "Do you know, washing clothes, cooking, shopping in the supermarket, going to work, falling in love, occasionally bickering... to spend a lifetime together in a smooth and stable way, such an ordinary life, I wish for it. Even if it is a dream , Such a dream, I also feel very beautiful..."

Jian Qing listened quietly, without saying a word.

The body was very tired from tossing, and after Lu Yinxi had dinner and digested, he went to bed early to rest.

Taking advantage of her deep sleep, Jian Qing took away her mobile phone, took the appraisal report, packed it in a document bag, and drove out.

A hazy drizzle fell during the night.

Rainwater hit the window glass, gradually blurring the vision.

Jian Qing turned on the wipers and drove on the road.

On the screen of Lu Yinxi's mobile phone, a message from Lanzhou jumped out

[Xiaolu, I'm here, when are you coming? 】