Chapter 728 Conservative thanks to the dog, questioning clearly (three shifts in one)
At night, there was a sudden thunder and lightning, and the wind was blowing.
Jiang Fuyue woke up and closed the window.
Just two steps away, the door was pushed open, and a man appeared at the door.
"you……"
"It's raining heavily, I'll come and see."
As soon as the voice fell, lightning broke through the air, followed by a thunderous sound.
Xie Dingyuan came over and closed the window for her.
Jiang Fuyue was so happy that she went back to the bed to lie down, and stretched her waist comfortably.
Seeing that the man had no intention of leaving, she blinked, "Is there anything else?"
"...Aren't you afraid?"
Another thunder.
Jiang Fuyue shook her head: "I'm not afraid."
Xie Dingyuan: "..."
"Could it be... are you afraid?"
Men don't speak.
Jiang Fuyue just took it as his acquiescence. After thinking about it, he moved aside to make a space and asked tentatively, "Do you want to come up?"
The man burrowed into the bed with kindness, and a scent of citrus that belonged to her came to her face.
Xie Dingyuan lay flat and did not speak.
In the darkness, Jiang Fuyue blinked, but did not speak.
For a time, only the sound of the two's shallow breathing was heard, accompanied by the storm outside the window.
I do not know how long it has been--
"Xie Dingyuan, are you asleep?"
"……No."
Jiang Fuyue changed from lying on her back to lying on her side, but her hand accidentally touched him, and the man breathed hard.
She quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I..."
The next second, even someone brought a quilt and let someone hold it in his arms.
The man's powerful arms were like iron clamps, which bound her, unable to break free.
"You sneak attack!"
"Who made you mess around?" He was calm.
Jiang Fuyue: "?" Why do I change my posture and call it chaotic?
boom -
At this time, there was another thunderstorm outside the window.
The man was indifferent, regardless of his facial expressions or body movements, he did not show any fear.
Only then did Jiang Fuyue understand that she was fooled!
"Aren't you afraid of thunder?!"
"...I didn't say I was afraid." She took it for granted that he was afraid, and invited him to bed.
Jiang Fuyue laughed instantly: "You, go down."
With that said, he was about to break free from the man's arms.
It's a pity that he was held down on the back in the next second and buckled back.
Xie Dingyuan: "I don't."
"You deliberately came to the room in the middle of the night to take advantage of me." Jiang Fuyue used both hands and feet, and began to exert strength, "Let go!"
The man sucked in a breath and gritted his teeth: "Don't move!"
Jiang Fuyue suddenly realized something, maybe she felt something in the quilt... wake up...
Immediately, he froze.
"Xie Dingyuan, you..." She swallowed, "Don't be impulsive."
"I told you to stop moving... Light up everywhere." The man's voice was dull.
Jiang Fuyue glared at him: "It's obviously you who picks things up first!"
"Cough..." He coughed in embarrassment.
"Why aren't you feeling better?" Jiang Fuyue broke out in a hot sweat and felt uncomfortable all over.
The big palm that the man pinched on her waist was like two fires, burning and burning.
She began to lift the quilt impatiently.
But this move caused trouble again...
The man's gnashing of teeth sounded in his ears: "Don't you listen? Are you still moving?!"
Jiang Fuyue was about to cry: "Then let go, I'll stay away, no matter how much you move, it won't stop you!"
Don't say it, that's true.
The man choked.
Finally didn't let it go.
Jiang Fuyue seemed to have pulled a game back, her jaw raised slightly, and she hummed softly: "Do it yourself, you should!"
He was pinched at the waist in an instant.
"You—" She was a little angry, and pinched him with her backhand.
"Hi!" Xie Dingyuan trembled.
The two of you came and went, and they were making trouble in the bed like children.
"Okay, okay, stop playing!" Jiang Fuyue took the lead in proposing a truce.
She was so hot and sweaty.
Xie Dingyuan followed suit, and Jiang Fuyue took the opportunity to slip out of bed and ran to the window.
A gust of wind blew, and the antique Chinese-style casement windows were opened, and the rain poured in.
Jiang Fuyue felt a chill on her back, and then her pajamas were soaked through.
She hurriedly turned around and closed the window, but it took a little effort to close it because the wind was too strong.
This time she honestly buckled the latch and pushed it out to make sure it was closed.
Only in this way, the girl's wet back is inevitably exposed to the man's eyes.
Summer pajamas are already thin, soaked in water, clinging to the skin, and outlining the shape of the entire back.
Right-angled shoulders, butterfly bones, no trace of fat...
Xie Dingyuan's brain exploded with a bang.
When Jiang Fuyue closed the window and turned back, she saw the man sitting on the bed with gloomy eyes and faint redness at the end of his eyes.
She ignored her wet back and walked over: "what's the matter with you?"
Xie Dingyuan directly grabbed her waist, so thin...
Then he pulled him into his arms and hugged him tightly.
The man's arms were strong, his breathing was forbearance, and he stroked her wet back with one hand.
Jiang Fuyue gasped, her back straightened instantly.
As far as the palm of the hand can reach, a burst of numbness and itchiness spread, and the heat and humidity collided, as if ice and fire were two heavens.
Her breath stagnated, her body tense subconsciously.
Seemingly aware of her nervousness, the man leaned into her ear and gently comforted: "Don't be afraid. Let me hold you for a while..."
Just hold it for a while.
Jiang Fuyue was confused at first. She didn't know why he was excited or restrained. Now listening to his slightly panting breathing, and the big palm that was stroking behind her, she suddenly reacted with lightning and flint—
"Xie Dingyuan, do you want to..."
"I won't!" the man interrupted her in a hoarse voice.
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows: "Actually, 'do you want' and 'would not' are two different things. You don't mean you don't want to, right?"
The man's eyes darkened for a moment.
Jiang Fuyue, however, was not afraid of death and leaned forward, kissing his lips: "I can."
Xie Dingyuan froze suddenly, his pupils shaking: "What did you say?!"
"I said," looked at each other, and the girl said every word, "I can do it if you want."
The blue veins on the man's forehead jumped violently, and the strength in his hand tightened: "Do you know what you are talking about?"
Jiang Fuyue wrapped around his neck, her water eyes were light, and she smiled like a flower: "Of course, I am an adult and can make my own decisions."
Xie Dingyuan swallowed hard: "Aren't you afraid of me... You won't recognize me after eating?"
Jiang Fuyue's eyes flashed with surprise: "Recognize what?"
"I'm responsible for you."
Jiang Fuyue looked at him with surprise: "Professor Xie, in today's society, don't you think that men and women are still the same as before, once they slept and had a relationship, they should promise the future and talk about marriage? "
"Isn't it?" Doubt flashed in the man's eyes, "I didn't think about marriage, and I didn't promise the future, so why should I have a relationship?"
"But men and women love, if you love me, I want it. Many times there is no need for marriage at all, and even...cough, no love is needed."
Xie Dingyuan slowly let go of her, the originally fiery eyes gradually cooled and became a little colder.
He lowered his eyes: "Do you think so? Can you have a relationship without love?"
"I'm not……"
"So, your 'can' has nothing to do with liking? Then what is it for? Vent? Greed? Curious? On a whim?"
Jiang Fuyue frowned, withdrew her hand from the man's neck and left his embrace: "Do you have to misinterpret my words like this?"
"You can say that you don't fall in love, isn't that what you mean?"
"I'm just citing extreme cases, it doesn't mean that I am myself. For example, the value range is a closed interval from a to b. Does this value have to be a or b?"
The man's expression softened slightly, and he looked at her intently and seriously: "Then what are you? Don't take the value range, I want the exact value."
Jiang Fuyue pursed her lips, raised her eyes, and a burst of arrogance emerged spontaneously: "Why would someone I don't like have a relationship with him? Do you think anyone can make me say the word 'yes'?"
She said, "Xie Dingyuan, can you be a little more confident in yourself?"
Heaven and hell are only for a moment.
Before Xie Dingyuan could break free from his loss and depression, he was surrounded by sudden ecstasy.
So, not anyone but him!
A sweetness filled his heart, and soon hit the corners of his eyes and brows.
The originally gloomy eyes were instantly bright and bright.
but……
"Since we love each other, why don't you make a promise and don't get married?"
Jiang Fuyue thought for a while: "The promise will change, and the marriage can also be divorced. It is really unnecessary to use these unreliable things to increase the 'like'."
Xie Dingyuan blurted out: "I won't!"
His promise will not change, marriage will not leave.
Jiang Fuyue was noncommittal.
The man saw her reservation at a glance, and said fiercely: "One day, you will believe it!"
"Okay, then I'll wait."
Xie Dingyuan took her back into his arms, "Yueyue, don't talk about love between men and women in the future, you love me, I only know that love that doesn't premise on marriage is a hooligan."
"Then don't you want it?" A pair of peach blossom eyes can be seen clearly, but the words spoken are straightforward and charming.
The man took a deep breath: "I want to, but I can bear it."
"Not uncomfortable?"
"……"nonsense.
A sly look flashed in Jiang Fuyue's eyes, and suddenly her shoulders shrank, her neckline slid down, revealing her snow-white shoulders and delicate collarbone.
In an instant, the man's eyes turned green.
But she smiled innocently and harmlessly: "So? Can you hold it back?"
The man's breathing rate changed several times, and the emotions in his eyes also surged. In the end, he restrained his hand and let go of her: "Yes."
Jiang Fuyue: "..."
This conservative and old-fashioned man!
He was the one who picked fire first, he was the one who couldn't control himself, and he was the one who restrained and forbeared in the end.
Jiang Fuyue: I'm just an ordinary flirting tool.
That night, Xie Dingyuan stayed in Jiang Fuyue's room. The two of them slept in the same bed and covered the same quilt. The man held her in his arms. He was hot all over and his breathing was short, but he never crossed the line.
In the end, Jiang Fuyue couldn't bear it anymore, "You better go back to your room and sleep."
What responded to her was the gentle breathing of the man.
Pretend to be in sleeping clothes.
...
The next day, Jiang Fuyue slept until she woke up naturally, opened her eyes, and there was no one by her pillow.
She got up to wash, changed her clothes, and went out to see Xie Dingyuan sitting in front of the computer, doing her work.
Jiang Fuyue didn't bother, poured herself a glass of water, and sent another to Xie Dingyuan, and put it silently by his hand.
When he left, his wrist was buckled, and the next second, he was taken to the man's arms.
"woke up?"
"Hmm." She nodded.
"How did you sleep last night?"
"Not bad." Jiang Fuyue asked back, "How about you?"
"Also."
If it wasn't for the fact that he got up and took two cold showers, Jiang Fuyue would have almost believed it.
After having breakfast in the restaurant, the two came back and put on their swimsuits, ready to go to the hot spring.
On the way, Xie Dingyuan received a call——
"When did you find out?" His eyes suddenly froze, "Okay, go over right away."
After the call, Jiang Fuyue asked, "What happened?"
Xie Dingyuan looked at her intently, but did not speak.
Jiang Fuyue understood in an instant, and it was a state secret that could not be leaked, just like the last time he went to F continent.
"You're busy, I'll be back in the afternoon."
Originally, according to the plan, the two would also go back tomorrow, so it was not too much of a pity to end the trip a day earlier.
It's just that Jiang Fuyue has already changed into her swimsuit, and the hot springs in the Laurel Villa are a must.
Xie Dingyuan left quickly, Jiang Fuyue helped him collect the luggage, handed it over to the front desk, and then sent it to Xie's house.
It can be seen that things are really urgent.
Jiang Fuyue took a nice dip in the hot spring, then went back to her room to take a nap, before packing her things in the afternoon and getting ready to check out.
"Little Moon Moon—"
Jiang Fuyue turned back subconsciously, but saw Shen Qiannan, who shouldn't be here, standing behind her, with sunglasses on the bridge of her nose, sweat on her forehead, and at first glance, she just arrived.
I saw him spit out a turbid breath: "Hu! Fortunately, I caught up, and I almost died of exhaustion."
"Why are you here?"
"Old Xie let me pick you up."
Xie Dingyuan walked quickly, but he was worried that Jiang Fuyue would stay in the hotel alone. After thinking about it, he finally caught the strong man Shen Qiannan with a phone call.
"Who to pick up?" At that time, Shen Qiannan was completely confused, "Do you say it again?"
"Jiang Fuyue."
"Why is she at Laurel Villa? You are together? No... how could you be together?"
He was answered with a hang-up beep.
Shen Qiannan: "...Grass!"
Right now, Jiang Fuyue has successfully completed the check-out procedures.
Shen Qiannan noticed that she was checking out a room, but handed the front desk two cards.
That is to say, there are two people living in that room.
Thinking of Lao Xie's temperament that it doesn't concern himself and ignores it, it is the first time in the world to ask him to pick up Jiang Fuyue, something is wrong!
Very wrong!
Shen Qiannan's rich experience in love for prodigal sons for many years told him that this matter is definitely tricky.
But it's not good to ask Jiang Fuyue directly, after all, girls are thin-skinned.
He used the excuse to go to the bathroom and wanted to call Xie Dingyuan and ask him clearly.
Who knows-
"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been switched off..."
Shen Qiannan let out a low curse.
...
In the hotel lobby, Jiang Fuyue dragged her luggage, ready to go out and wait for Shen Qiannan.
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.
Jiang Fuyue's expression suddenly froze.
The next second, several black-clothed bodyguards suddenly surrounded and blocked the way.
The girl stopped and stood there, her quiet eyes swept over lightly.
At this moment, someone stepped forward from behind her, looking at each other, Jiang Fuyue's eyes narrowed slightly.
The bodyguard shouted in unison, "Mr. Lou."
Lou Mingshen put his hands in his pockets, paced in front of the girl, and smiled suddenly: "Meet again."
Jiang Fuyue did not answer.
He said to himself: "Last time, on the flight to Linhuai, forgot?"
"Is something wrong?" The girl's eyes were cold and her voice was frosty.
Lou Mingshen's face flashed puzzled: "You seem to be hostile to me?"
"Call your people out of the way."
"What if I don't?" He smiled slightly.
Jiang Fuyue resisted the urge to slap him in the face: "Then we can only call the police."
"Okay, by the way, let the police help me find the two lost exhibits."
"What do you mean?"
He stepped forward, the distance between the two shortened, and the breath was close at hand.
"What I mean, you should know very well - take it out."
Jiang Fuyue glanced at him: "I don't understand what you are saying."
After saying that, bypass him and the group of bodyguards and go out.
"You took the stuff."
Jiang Fuyue paused and sneered, "Where's the evidence?"
Lou Mingshen walked in front of her again, and the bodyguards surrounded her again: "If there is evidence, you can't stand here now and speak to me intact."
Jiang Fuyue was not frightened, but remained calm: "Since there is no evidence, why don't you let me go?"
"Because, this is my territory. If I want you to go, you can go; if I want you to stay, you must stay!"
"Does this count as a restriction of personal freedom?"
"So what?" The tone was frantic.
Jiang Fuyue raised her mobile phone with a smile, the call interface displayed 110, the call time was 00:05:32, and she was still on the call.
"Comrade police, did you hear that? What should I do next?"
Lou Ming's face darkened.
Jiang Fuyue pressed the speakerphone, and said sternly: "Please let this young lady leave immediately. We will arrive in fifteen minutes. If it is true, the police will not rule out the use of force to stop the crime."
The call ended, and the police were already on their way.
clap clap-
Lou Ming applauded deeply.
"You are very smart……"
"Thank you for the compliment."
"It's no wonder that the contents can be taken without breaking the bulletproof glass and combination lock."
Jiang Fuyue looked puzzled: "Sir, you keep saying that I took your things, but there is no evidence. Is this... slander?"
"It's clear to you whether you take it or not!"
Jiang Fuyue smiled lightly, but her eyes were silent.
"Can you tell your people to get out of the way now?"
Lou Mingshen didn't speak, the bodyguard didn't get accurate instructions, and the pestle remained motionless on the spot.
At this time, Shen Qiannan, who had gone to the bathroom, came back. Seeing this, he rushed up immediately and protected Jiang Fuyue: "Who are you?! What do you want to do?!"
Jiang Fuyue: "This man won't let me go, saying I stole his stuff."
"What? Stealing things?" Shen Qiannan looked at Lou Mingshen with an expression of "you have no problem with your brain, right?" "I said, uncle, although you have many subordinates, you can't bully others?"
Lou Ming sneered: "I said, as long as she takes out her things, I will let her go."
"No... What treasure do you have that is worth stealing? She can't afford it, so why steal yours? Don't you think it's ridiculous?"
Lou Mingshen ignored him, staring straight at Jiang Fuyue with sharp eyes.
As if to see through her.
"Okay! If we don't have anything to talk about, we can only call the police." Shen Qiannan said, taking out his mobile phone.
Suddenly, a hand reached out and clasped his screen.
Jiang Fuyue: "No, I have already reported it."
Shen Qiannan: "..." You bull.
In the end, Lou Mingshen waved back the bodyguards before the police arrived.
"Let's go!" Shen Qiannan dragged his suitcase and swaggered out, like a victorious cockfight.
Jiang Fuyue was a few steps behind, and followed slowly.
Sudden--
"I don't have to, but you have to tell me how the password was broken."
She kept walking.
Lou Mingshen: "You know the encryption rules, right?"
Jiang Fuyue went straight forward.
"Who the hell are you?! What's the purpose of taking things?!"
The girl didn't look back.
Finally got in the car.
Lou Mingshen stood there, looking in the direction she left, with a terrifyingly gloomy expression.
When Hou Hao saw this, his scalp tightened, and he did not dare to go forward to touch the moldy head.
But there are some things you can't hide if you want-
"Give you a day, I want all her information."
"But..." Hou Hao hesitated.
"Say something."
"She seems to have a close relationship with Xie Dingyuan. I'm worried that she will disturb the latter, or even the entire Xie family."
"Then check it out!"
"……Yes."
Hou Hao rolled his eyes: "Mr. Lou, I still have a question."
"speak."
"How are you so sure that it was the woman who stole the inscription and the photo?"
After all, so far, they have no evidence at all.
Even the police were helpless.
Lou Mingshen: "Intuition."
It may be that her indifferent and alienated appearance vaguely coincides with the person in her memory, or it may be that the repulsion and precaution in her eyes are too obvious. In short, Lou Mingshen was impressed by the first time she saw her on the plane.
Now I see you again at Laurel Villa, and it just happened to catch up with the time when the exhibits were lost—
"When coincidences happen one after the other, maybe they're not coincidences."
Hou Hao could not help but ask, "Why did she steal the inscriptions and photos?"
Those two things are not worth the money.
But he knew how to gouge out the general's heart.
so……
Lou Mingshen chuckled: "She is here for people, and it has nothing to do with things."
Hou Hao: "?" After the ball was over, he couldn't understand anymore.
Three shifts in one, six thousand words