Can You Love Me?

The voice that always exists in his heart is bigger: such a weak girl, it should be... impossible to kill.

Shen Ce did not dare to look at Xin Ai's eyes. He said: "The sky is so hot outside, you... go back, your sister's case, we will follow up again, you...you will always pay attention to safety afterwards."

Xin Ai nodded her head. "Really, thank you very much. Thank you, Captain."

"There is nothing we should do, go back soon, beware of sunburn."

Xin Ai nodded and waved at him with a smile: "I am gone, and the captain is goodbye."

"OK, bye."

Shen Ce looked at Xin Ai's happy departure. She seemed to be in a good mood. When she was running, the horsetail swinged like a symbol that jumped in youth.

Shen sighed and hoped that Zhao Tiande’s affairs had nothing to do with Xin Ai.

He turned and walked, but he just looked at the car not far away and Mu Shang was slowly leaving.

Shen Si glanced at it, and his heart was a bit weird.

In the car, Jane had a breath of four screens, and when he put his hand into the waist, he felt that the car was already hail.

The car passed by Shen Ce, and Jian Zechuan’s eyes glanced at Shen Si’s hand before he touched Xin’s waist.

He took out his mobile phone and called Chu Jingzhi: "Call on the policy, I invite him to dinner, thank you... his help."

His voice is calm and he can't hear emotions.

"Help, what is he helping you?"

Jane Zechuan looked at the men and women who spoke not far away, his eyes were sharp and his voice was cold: "He helped my woman with a little help, which helped me."

Chu Jingzhi laughed when he heard the words on the spot: "Jane 3, you... you are not such a person, the little girl looks good, but is it too petal for her?"

"Pampering is my business, you tell Shen Ce, Teng Yunzhai tomorrow night."

"it is good."

......

When Xin Ai turned and left, the smile on her face disappeared. When she was facing the time, she worked hard to keep herself from panicking, not to be disrupted, and not to be confused.

She didn't know if Shen Ce saw anything, but he ran to ask her, which is enough to show that the police are suspecting her.

Xin Ai gave Li An and texted him in the afternoon to tell him that he was coming.

Ang Lee and her back: It is normal, don't be nervous, then you may be monitored by the police. I haven't done anything recently. What should I do? As usual, I am following up on the information of Chunfu Road. I am informing you. .

From the moment of Zhao Tiande's death, Xin Ai's heart has been hanging.

She didn't know when this discomfort could be dissipated, but she knew she was already in the vortex.

That night, Jane Zechuan did not return, Xin Ai made a meal, as usual, photographed and sent to Jane WeChat.

Jane Sawakawa was eating in a simple house tonight. A family of people was very quiet when eating. Even the chopsticks touched the plate and there was no sound. Everyone was elegant.

Suddenly the phone screen flashed, suggesting that a WeChat came in.

Jane Sawakawa put down the chopsticks, picked up the phone and opened the picture, saw Xin Ai holding a glass of watermelon juice, sitting barefoot on the carpet, in front of a large bowl of cold noodles.

She also sent a few words: It’s too hot to eat.

Jane Zechuan’s lips moved a bit.

Mrs. Jan called him: "Zechuan, don't look at the phone when you eat."

Jane Zecheon nodded his face, put down his mobile phone, and then watched the delicious food of this table, it turned out to be boring.

Some of him missed it, the steamed buns made by Xin Ai, the glutinous rice porridge, and the bowl of clear noodle soup he first ate...

Thinking of this, he felt that the chefs made the food, he seemed to be difficult to swallow.

In contrast, the chef did a better job, but his taste buds more accurately remembered the taste of the food made by Xin Ai.

Jane Zecheon is not a person who will grieve himself. If he does not want to eat, he will not force himself.

"I have eaten, you use it slowly."

Xie Lanzhou was in Jane’s home cooking today, see Jian Zechuan to go, and asked: "Three brothers, are you going out?"

"Ok."

Jane Sawagawa left early.

Xie Lanzhou smirked at his back.

"Why is Lanzhou so laughing?"

Xie Lanzhou quickly cleared his throat: "Nothing, aunt, I feel like my cousin is in love, hehe..."

Mrs. Jane’s very good face showed a touch of joy: “Is it?”

The first person in her mind who thinks of it is Ning Zhiqiu. She has tried to match them many times. It seems that... the relationship between the two is progressing.

......

Jane Szechuan opened the door and saw Xin Ai holding a pillow and slept in the living room.

The watermelon juice on the coffee table has been finished, cold noodles, and half of it has not been eaten. There are potato chips that have not been eaten next to it, and she is messy on the table.

Xin Ai huddled into a small group, lying on the sofa, nothing on the body, the nightdress had already ran to the roots of the thighs, revealing a pair of slender and straight white legs, squatting on the feet, a toe round, like a dragonfly Beads, small and cute, provoke life and pity.

Jane Zechuan suddenly had some itching in his throat. He dropped his gaze on Xin'ai's face, but... he found that it didn't seem to work.

Xin Ai, who closes her eyes, is like an angel. The eyelashes are long and thick, and the red lips are slightly whispering. It seems to be kissing, just like her often rogue rushes to him and says, uncle, want to kiss.

Jane Sawakawa bowed his head and was closer.

Xin Ai felt a chest pressed against a mountain, and her breathing became more and more difficult. Finally she opened her eyes and saw the face near her head. She was surprised at the slightest: "You are coming, I thought, you are not coming tonight." It..."

The sound is rustling, with a delicate, Xin Ai's arm is soft and keeps Jane's neck, and his small mouth bites his chin and earlobe.

Jane Zechuan’s body trembled and suddenly pushed Xin Ai.

"I am going to take a shower."

Jane Zecheon did not turn his body on the floor, and the pace of walking quickly seemed to be afraid that Xin Ai would pounce on it.

Xin Ai bit his nails, with a sleepy face, showing a smirk.

She got up and swayed upstairs, opened the closet, and took out the pajamas set by Su Xiaoling.

Su Xiaoling said to her: If he can't love you, let him die on you.

Xin Ai took off her childish pajamas and put them on, bright red, under the light, half hidden and half exposed, painted with a new black cherry lipstick, licking her hair, and living is a female monster running out of the singularity.

"Xinai, pajamas handed it to me."

The sound of Jane Sawakawa came out of the bathroom.

Xin Ai raised her eyebrows, picked up his pajamas and knocked on the bathroom door and handed it over.

Jane Sawakawa only opened a gap in which his arm could reach. His hand just touched the pajamas, and Xin Ai’s hand was pumped back.

She even affixed to the door frame, shamelessly said: "Uncle opened the door bigger, we both frankly met so many times, what else is embarrassing, not to mention, my uncle is so good, if it is not seen, it is really Such a waste."