Chapter 82

In addition, Qin Yuxi was also beautiful, could wear clothes and dress up, had a modest and polite attitude, and had a natural sense of compliance with the public security and judicial personnel, which made an excellent impression. At least this policewoman felt particularly comfortable when she saw Qin Yuxi.

At this time, the policewoman in short sleeved police uniform stood at the door, winked at Qin Yuxi, with an extraordinarily gentle attitude and a teasing smile:

"Hey, your boyfriend is still waiting outside. He finished recording his confession earlier than you and has been waiting for you in the yard."

Qin Yuxi looked back and saw Qi Zihan wearing a military uniform, taking off his military jacket, wearing only a short sleeved dark green T-shirt, leaning quietly against his military jeep, his hands in his trouser pockets, one foot on the edge of the car, lowering his head and thinking about things.

Qin Yuxi said goodbye to the policewoman, then hurried down the stairs, stepped on the street lights in the city and came to Qi Zihan.

"Go back first."

Before Qin Yuxi smiled, Qi Zihan took his hand out of his pants pocket, stretched out his hand, took Qin Yuxi's hand, took her to the co pilot's seat, and silently brought Qin Yuxi back to the hotel all the way.

Silence, death like silence, Qin Yuxi sat in the car wondering, is Qi Zihan frightened? Why don't you laugh or talk to her?

Soon chezi drove into the parking lot outside the hotel. Qi Zihan got out of the car and helped Qin Yuxi open the door. She jumped out of the car and was ready to flatter Qi Zihan. He closed the door, took her, turned and walked into the hotel.

At this moment, Qin Yuxi can be sure that Qi Zihan is absolutely, alive, angry and happy!

"Hey, I'm hungry. I want to eat popsicles."

Qin Yuxi refused to go in. He ignored her and went on. She simply played a rogue and squatted on the ground. People said that there must be a blessing if she didn't die. What about her? She was frightened for no reason, and her young heart was traumatized.

Qi Zihan stopped and looked down at her, "get up."

"Can't get up!"

"Get up and take you to buy popsicles."

OK, Qin Yuxi got up.

Qi Zihan was helpless and took her to the shop with freezers on the side of the road. The boss bought a popsicle, tore off the wrapping paper and stuffed it into Qin Yuxi's hand.

She was happy. She took a bite with a popsicle in one hand, and Qi Zihan dragged her other hand to the hotel.

When Qin Yuxi was about to reach the door of her room, he asked Qi Zihan carefully,

"Are you angry?"

"A little."

With a straight face, he opened the door, dragged Qin Yuxi into the door, raised his hand and closed the door. When he turned back, he looked serious.

Smiling, Qin Yuxi handed Qi Zihan a popsicle with only half of it in his hand and bribed him:

"Don't be angry. Come on, please eat popsicles."

He bought him a popsicle. She brought it to him to eat!

Qi Zihan was so angry that he opened his mouth and bit off the remaining half of Qin Yuxi's popsicle.

"Oh, you really eat!"

Qin Yuxi, who was heartbroken, took back a few mouthfuls of popsicles left in his hand with an exaggerated look, and the two ate the rest. With a proud look, he threw the popsicles on the garbage can on one side and made a face at Qi Zihan.

Then he bypassed Qi Zihan and was ready to turn on the TV.

Behind her back, Qi Zihan strode forward and hugged Qin Yuxi's waist behind her. She turned back. He bowed his head and kissed her. It was like a violent storm, which confused her.

Qin Yuxi felt a sense of fear. She reacted and struggled. The two fell to the bed. He leaned over her, turned over her body, pressed her and kissed her madly.

The kiss was so urgent and angry that Qin Yuxi had no ability to parry at all. She responded that Qi Zihan was not. If she wanted to escape, she felt that her lips were ravaged by Qi Zihan and ran over again and again.

When he had a little rest and left her lips, she was lying in bed and shuddered:

"What's the matter with you? Qi Zihan, you scared me."

"You scared me first." He looked down at her full of complaints. "Did I tell you that the city is too big for you to run around?"

"Yes." Qin Yuxi nodded quickly. He who knows current affairs is a Junjie, "but I don't have anything now."

"But you almost died!"

"I'm not dead yet. I can run fast."

Qin Yuxi stretched out his hand, pulled Qi Zihan's round collar with his fingers, and sophisticated:

"And if it weren't for me, the murderer who killed Uncle Hai didn't catch him so quickly, right?"

"You'll always be right!"

Qi Zihan, who was pressed on Qin Yuxi, snorted, turned over and lay beside Qin Yuxi, helpless looking at the ceiling,

"Yuxi, I'm really scared of a heart attack by you."

When he was driven into the barracks by his grandfather with a stick, he didn't feel so powerless today.

At that time, he was on the phone and listened to Qin Yuxi shouting for help. He wanted to grow wings and fly to her.

However, he has no wings and can't fly over. He can only worry and hold his mobile phone, hoping to explode in situ.

Qin Yuxi won't understand this mood. He said earlier that if Qin Yuxi can't get it, he won't think about Xiao because he can't get it. But if he gets it, he is in danger of losing it, which makes Qi Zihan feel particularly irritable and angry.

Qin Yuxi lay on the bed, turned his head and looked at Qi Zihan's side face. She turned sideways, stretched out her fingers and touched Qi Zihan's tall nose. He grabbed her hand, took it down and held it, put it on his cheek and stopped talking.

After a while, Qin Yuxi said pitifully:

"Zihan, don't be angry. You see, I realized my mistakes, and I reviewed..."

Review what? Pretend, who doesn't know her? Every word she said at the moment is to please him and let him not be angry!

Qi Zihan lay with her and looked at her sideways. His dark eyes looked at Qin Yuxi, as if he wanted to see her deep in his heart.

She was smiling, close to Qi Zihan's body, pulled his arm, and put her head on his arm. The little bird is lovely and amiable.

Qi Zihan sighed, put his arm over her shoulder, hugged her sideways, calmed down his pent up anger and asked:

"Are you tired?"

She shook her head and said, "not tired", but yawned, turned over in his arms, turned her back to him, pillowed his arm and said:

"I'll talk to you later. I'll close my eyes and have a rest. You're leaving later, and then call me."