Ninety-first bowl of soup (10)

what happened……

My head hurts a bit.

When Qing Huan opened her eyes, she couldn't tell what time it was, because the room was pitch black. She tried to move her finger and found that her limbs seemed to be locked.

what happened?

Before this, everything was without warning.

She tried to think about what happened when she was conscious. Song Yi returned from the police station. She prepared a meal and waited for him. She shared with him the situation after the truth of the Yang Xiaohua incident was revealed on the Internet. Then they ate dinner together, and Song Qian took the initiative to wash the dishes. She went back to the bedroom to take a shower. After the shower, he brought two glasses of red wine in. Candles were lit by the bed, and the big bed was covered with rose petals.

The man's hot body temperature, soft words of love, and wild possession seem to have not disappeared, but now she has lost her freedom.

Qinghuan's brain started to spin in an instant, what happened? Did Song Yan hold her down? Or...impossible, she shouldn't show her feet, even with her back to Song Wei in a place where he can't see, she still maintains the image of a shy and feminine girl, which is impossible for the other party to see through.

"Wake up obediently?"

It was Song Yi's voice, and then Qinghuan was suppressed by a heavy man's body. He didn't stand on his side with one hand and was afraid of crushing her like he used to. This time it was solid. The weight of an adult man made her lose weight. I felt breathless for a moment. "...Song Yi? I can't move anymore...Help me..."

"It's no use acting like a baby." Song Yan bit her ear, her sharp teeth like wild beasts, rubbing her thin earlobe, seemingly about to bite and bleed. "If I'm angry, don't you want to see it?"

Rarely encountered such out-of-control situations, Qing Huan instantly began to guess how much he knew, and used this to make up for and redeem. "What are you talking about... You are really heavy, will you come down? My wrist hurts so much."

In fact, not only the wrist, but also the whole body hurts. Obviously the last memory is tender sex. Song Yi has always been gentle and gentle in this matter, and has never been too rough, but this time, Qing Huan clearly felt the pain in her legs. Speaking of it, she can’t remember what happened last night. After drinking the glass of red wine, she was taken to the bed. He covered her with petals and came up to kiss her. Qinghuan only remembered that she was very happy and insatiable, but afterwards ...What happened after that?

She can't be drunk, just a glass of red wine, even if this body is fragile, it is impossible to pour a glass. It must be Song Qian who did the tricks, so what did he do? What do you know?

"I'm sorry, baby." Song Wei sighed, gently held her little hand, and then gnawed down to her neck, Qing Huan felt that he was about to bite her throat and **** her blood. "You didn't copy the list, did you?"

Her breathing worsened, and Song Qian sighed again, "If you want, you can tell me, how do I know you want it if you don’t say it? Do you want it? You don’t really want it. Right?"

Qinghuan: "..." Is this the time to make a joke?

Song Yi stroked her chest with her hand, and then held one of her breasts: "This place, what is beating underneath, eh? Sweet words, how true or false is it?"

"You all know?" Qing Huan asked in a low voice. At first she thought it was the darkness in the room, but when she woke up she realized that it wasn't the case, but her eyes were blindfolded. In other words, although she can't see Song Qian now, Song Qian can see her clearly. This man is terribly smart, and he can analyze from the micro expressions on her face whether she is lying or telling the truth.

"Know what?" Song Qian carelessly rubbed her heart, as if trying to cut her open to see what color the heart was inside. "Knowing that you are not related to that so-called brother at all, or do you know that you are all killers raised by a certain organization? Otherwise, knowing that you have been pretending to deceive me, approaching me because you want to get the organization from me List of members?"

Sure enough, he knew it all.

"How did you know?" Qing Huan didn't understand. "I obviously performed well. The organization said I was the best, and no one would be able to see through."

From the beginning, she was not regarded as a killer because of her too beautiful appearance, because a good killer should look ordinary, and it is best to throw it into the crowd and never see it again. And she, even if she shows up, will make countless people miss her. The list of members of the organization was stolen three years ago. The culprit was the so-called mysterious "Song". Because the list was of great importance, the organization ordered them to do everything possible if they could not be killed. Just find ways to retrieve the list and destroy all evidence.

She knows that Song Yi is suspicious and cautious in life, which can be seen from his ignorance of his name for many years. He is a maverick, does not work with anyone, but has a weird sense of justice. The leak of the list is too big a blow to the organization, and even the foundation may be destroyed.

The so-called younger brother is just a colleague in the organization. Therefore, the younger brother would not care about the disappearance of the "sister" and would not miss it.

Because of Song Yi's danger, she was very gentle and well-behaved even when she was alone, and she could not fault her perfectly. Qing Huan even knew that the house was full of micro-monitors, saying that Song Qian didn't doubt that she fell in love with her the first time she saw her...that was too suspicious.

Of course love is at first sight in the world, but even if it is love at first sight, it is impossible for a person like Song Qian to lose his vigilance.

"... Did I move your computer yesterday? You did it on purpose, including angering Yang Xiaohua and collecting evidence to prove your innocence... Things that can be done by one person, but you want me to do it just for me Show her tail?" But she obviously didn't turn other places, let alone take away the list. Why is this still happening?

"That kind of rubbish, it will benefit the country and the people if you die." Song Wei said disgustingly, "Why didn't you take it? Right in front of you, you can delete the evidence and take away the list, but why don't you?"

Qing Huan did not speak, she bit her lower lip, and Song Yan came over and kissed her lingeringly, "Is it because you like me?"

She was about to answer yes almost immediately, but she remembered in time that this was a man who could not deceive sweet words. Qinghuan didn't want to lie, but couldn't tell the truth, so she closed her mouth and let him kiss without saying a word.

"Why don't you speak?" he asked softly.

"What do you want me to say?" With a strange feeling, he seemed to have been inducing her to have an answer. As long as she said it, he would immediately let her go and even no longer doubt her, but what answer did he want?

"To be honest." Song Qian gave her a hint while kissing, "For example...who are you, where are you from, what is your name, how much do you know about me..."

What he asked was definitely not a question she could give right away.

Qinghuan suddenly remembered Nan Shuang's arrival, is it possible...

"Oh, obediently, you won't tell me the truth." Song Qian sighed regretfully, "I will be sad."

He stretched out his hand to take off her nightdress and spread her legs, "Don't you really say it?"

"What do you want me to say?! What can I say?!" She felt something was wrong, because it seemed that it was not a human body but an instrument that came in, "Don't do this to me!"

The last sentence was crying, almost crying, but he bit his lip and refused to let the tears fall, stubbornly to his death. When Song Yi saw her so soft, he withdrew his hand, "I just want you to tell me the truth."

"What do you want me to say..." Qing Huan gasped violently, "Let go of me...I don't want this...Song Yan..."

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! "I know, since you appeared in front of me, I knew it."

"...Huh?" The trembling nasal voice responded to him.

"Hahaha." Song Qian laughed suddenly, "You know, I can't recognize anyone's face in this world, including myself."

she knows.

"But I am a genius, and geniuses naturally have their own way to remember everything. For example, the breath of a person, I use this to tell if I have seen this person." Song Yi opened her leg, "The first time I saw you, I found out that I saw you clearly, which is very wrong."

"Because, in my dream, I never saw your face clearly."

He sighed in a gentle voice, "Who are you? Where did you come from in this body? I have experienced the same world before. The first time you saw me in the library, you were killed by me. That's it."

Stupid woman who came from the organization but didn't know anything about him, thinking that he was the target of an ordinary arbitrarily killed mission?

There are too many killers who come to Binhai City. When they come, none of them can go back.

But when he saw her again after rebirth, he found that her face became extremely clear-it was so strange. From the beginning to the present, all developments are exactly the same as what he has experienced before, only appearing in her. Problem. So, is it because of him or her?

It's obviously her, right?

The originally coquettish female assassin suddenly became so young, she didn't even dare to open her eyes when killing someone-there were only two possibilities, one was that she had come back just like him, and the other was that she had a new person in her body.

Soon he determined that it was the second kind. If it were the same soul, he would never like such a woman.

When he saw her, he felt relieved, like a treasure he had searched for a long time, and suddenly appeared in front of him one day.