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- Lin Xiaoming didn¡¯t know who the people were who wanted to kidnap Song Zhien just now, and he was afraid that they would come back, so he was not very relieved that she would go home alone.
Although they only met twice, Lin Xiaoming had a good impression of this beautiful, a little stubborn, kind, and silly girl!
Yes, he has regarded her as a friend, a very pure kind!
Without the intention to deceive the sun as a premise, friendship is naturally pure.
So when Song Zhien was about to get off the car, Lin Xiaoming also followed him. After walking in twists and turns for about a few minutes, he finally arrived at Song Zhien's residence.
"I live here!" Song Zhien pointed to the old community behind him, which was full of age, "Do you want to go up and sit down?"
"That's not good. I'm not used to disturbing other people's homes, but since you're so sincere, just sit down!"
Song Zhien sweated, I was just being polite, do you take it seriously?
Who would have thought that Lin Xiaoming would say something else, "Let me declare in advance that I'm just sitting around and can't do anything else!"
Song Zhien didn¡¯t know whether to laugh or cry, I should have said this, right?
But since she had invited him, she could only take him into the community.
The community is really old and there is no elevator. After climbing six floors on the deep and dark stairs, we finally arrived at Song Zhien's house.
A unit of about 80 square meters, with two bedrooms and one living room, decorated in the style of the 1980s.
The lower half of the wall is painted light blue, but the upper half is white. There is no ceiling on the top, lighting tubes are installed on both sides, and a three-blade ceiling fan hangs in the middle.
There is an old-style wooden sofa in the middle of the living room. There is a landscape painting on the wall opposite. Below is a heavy old-fashioned color TV. There is a disc-type combination amplifier on the side, and there are large speakers on both sides.
Such decoration and furnishings are so simple that they can be said to be simple. Compared with Chen Zhilin's villas and mansions forget it, there is no comparison at all.
After Song Zhien asked him to sit down in the living room, he didn't ask him what he wanted to drink. He directly picked up an old white porcelain teapot and made tea.
After the tea was made, she went into the room!
After Lin Xiaoming took a sip, he found that the tea was quite fragrant. It was the Tieguanyin tea that Lao Guang often drank.
But it¡¯s not the taste he likes. He¡¯s used to drinking Yunwu. His grandfather planted about twenty tea trees on the back mountain and picked them every year, which was barely enough for him to be self-sufficient.
After three rounds of tea, Song Zhien came out of the room.
The black skirt on her body has disappeared, and she has changed into a loose snow-white long T-shirt. Her bun is also put down, and her long slender hair is scattered casually on her shoulders.
With such a change of attire, the solemnity and solemnity on her body no longer exist, replaced by freshness, elegance, purity and cuteness!
The girlish aura that hit her face made Lin Xiaoming's eyes fall on her involuntarily, looking down her beautiful face, and finally landed on her legs exposed to the air.
After that, his gaze seemed to be tightly attached to it, and he couldn't pull it back!
??Slender and well-proportioned, fair and tender beautiful legs, simple and not too tempting or sexy!
????????????Aren¡¯t these legs just what those old gentlemen often talk about?
At the same time, he was extremely curious, was she wearing pants under her T-shirt?
Song Zhien was of course wearing two pairs of clothes, but she was still a little uncomfortable when she came into contact with Lin Xiaoming's hot eyes. She couldn't help but cough lightly to remind her, "Lin Xiaoming, are you so polite?"
Really, don¡¯t dress like this if you¡¯re afraid that I¡¯ll see you Lin Xiaoming hurriedly looked away, looking around for words, "Do you live alone?"
Song Zhien nodded, "Yeah!"
Lin Xiaoming asked again, ¡°Where is your family?¡±
Song Zhien¡¯s lips moved and finally opened her mouth, ¡°My mother passed away last year.¡±
Lin Xiaoming was stunned for a moment, "Sorry, I don't know"
"It doesn't matter!" Song Zhien shook his head, picked up the teapot and refilled the tea for him. As if to avoid him checking the household registration again, he asked proactively, "Do you want to have dinner at my house at noon?"
Lin Xiaoming nodded without thinking, "Okay, sure, no problem at all!"
Song Zhien was dumbfounded, "You are really rude!"
"Why am I so polite! I saved your life once again. With your family background, you can't repay me with much money. I'm not very interested in giving you my life. Then eating a meal from you is too much. ?"
Song Zhien was defeated, "Why do you always keep talking about others' kindness without repaying it, as if you are afraid that I will forget you?"As if he saved me. "
Lin Xiaoming was still eloquent, "The kind of people like me who always talk about it are called giving favors without repaying them. The kind of people who keep silent are the ones who are really waiting for you to repay them!"
"you¡¡"
Lin Xiaoming waved his hand, "After I eat your meal, if you let me see Song Qian again in the evening, we will settle the matter and no one owes anyone else, that's it!"
"That seems to be too cheap for me!"
Lin Xiaoming asked with a surprised look on his face, "Do you really want to commit yourself to me? You can't be so casual, otherwise I can only do whatever you want!"
Song Zhien didn¡¯t know whether to laugh or cry. She really didn¡¯t have the shame to keep messing with him like this, so she quickly stood up and said, ¡°I¡¯ll cook for you!¡±
"I want to drink and eat meat!" Lin Xiaoming asked and then asked, "Can I visit your home?"
"what ever!"
When Song Zhien went to the kitchen to cook, Lin Xiaoming started looking everywhere!
After looking around inside and outside, he entered the corridor and found that the door of the room Song Zhien had just opened was half open, so he subconsciously opened the door and walked in.
This is obviously Song Zhien's room, with a hard wooden bed, a desk next to it, and a wardrobe on the other side All facilities are complete, but they are all old, and they are all antiques that are more than 20 years old.
Lin Xiaoming originally had some doubts about Song Zhien's identity, thinking that she might be a rich man's daughter pretending to be a poor girl to experience life in society.
However, after looking at the environment she lives in now, her doubts have been completely dispelled!
Which wealthy daughter would live in such an old community?
Therefore, Lin Xiaoming can roughly determine at this time that Song Qian is a close relative of the Song family, and Song Zhien is a close relative of the Song family. She actually does not have much relationship with the Song family!
After untying his knot, he relaxed, and his eyes fell on Song Zhien's bed, where he found the long black dress she had just changed out of.
There¡¯s nothing wrong with the long skirt. The key is that there is a piece of black silk lying next to it, which she obviously just took off.
As a straight man, when he saw a girl¡¯s intimate clothing, he suddenly had the urge to pick it up, take a look, touch it, smell it
But this kind of behavior is really obscene. As a male protagonist, if he wants to be popular, Lin Xiaoming feels that he should be taller, so he should control himself rationally!
When I was about to turn around and go out, my phone rang. I took it out and saw Chen Zhilin's name on the caller ID.
"Hello!" Lin Xiaoming quickly answered the call, "How is the situation?"
Chen Zhilin reported straight to the point, "Brother, I have already interrogated them. They are all members of the Blood Sect."
It turns out that when leaving the funeral home just now, Lin Xiaoming found that he could not take the group of people to a remote place for interrogation, so he had to send a message to Chen Zhilin and ask her and Zhao Mei to go back and take the people away for interrogation.
Chen Zhilin has lived up to Lin Xiaoming's trust, and now the results have been achieved.
But this result made Lin Xiaoming extremely shocked, "They are people from the Blood Sect? Are you not mistaken?"
"Yes, they are indeed members of the Blood Sect!"
"Didn't Bi Jun eat the entire Blood Sect's hideout in Chacheng? Why are there still people from the Blood Sect?"
"These people came from Huicheng."
"Then why did they kidnap Song Zhien?" Lin Xiaoming asked doubtfully, but his hand subconsciously picked up the black silk that Song Zhien put on the bed, "She is just an ordinary girl. She should not be involved with the Blood Sect. !¡±
"I asked, but they didn't know. They were just carrying out the tasks assigned by the superiors. After tying up the people, they took them directly back to Huicheng."
"Is there anything you can do about Huicheng"
"There is no way!" Chen Zhilin interrupted him, "Huicheng is too far away and beyond my scope of influence. It is really beyond my reach!"
Lin Xiaoming thought for a while and asked, "Then where are you now?"
¡°It¡¯s on the hill behind the funeral home.¡±
¡°You send me a location, and then you and Zhaomei evacuate quickly, and I¡¯ll let Bi Jun go over.¡±
"Huh? That female police officer is rigid, and you still want to hand people over to her?"
"What do you think you're going to do if you don't hand the person over to her?"
Chen Zhilin¡¯s voice became gloomy on the other end of the phone, ¡°Of course I¡¯ll dig a hole and bury them directly.¡±
Lin Xiaoming was sweating so much that he shook his head repeatedly, "Forget it, let's leave it to the police!"
Seeing Lin Xiaoming¡¯s insistence, Chen Zhilin had no choice but to agree.
After Lin Xiaoming hung up the phone, he felt that there seemed to be something foreign at the door of the room. He looked around and saw Song Zhien standing there cutely, looking directly at him, with a surprised expression on his face!
Lin Xiaoming lowered his eyes and looked embarrassed, because he was holding someone else's black silk in his hand, and he was rubbing it back and forth, and put it down in a hurry, "Well, I, I"
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After Lin Xiaoming hung up the phone, he felt that there seemed to be something foreign at the door of the room. He looked around and saw Song Zhien standing there cutely, looking directly at him, with a surprised expression on his face!
Lin Xiaoming lowered his eyes and looked embarrassed, because he was holding someone else's black silk in his hand, and he was rubbing it back and forth, and put it down in a hurry, "Well, I, I"
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