"Miss sang, please come with us. We need your cooperation in the investigation of Ms. Qin Yue." As he spoke, the man took out the arrest warrant and the handcuffs in his pocket.

"I I don't want to go! " Sang Qingxia's small face turned white. She was scared to death when she thought of handcuffs, like the feeling of being in prison.

In this place was handcuffed out, even if nothing was to be put back, her reputation is still stinky!

At the thought of this, sang Qingxia shook his head desperately. At the moment, he did not care about the delicate relationship between her and Fengnan analysis, and tried to hide behind him.

"Miss sang! Please cooperate with our investigation, we don't want to use coercive measures! " One of the policemen and inspectors was a little out of breath. He warned in a stuffy voice and his face was full of righteousness.

"I didn't kill! Why are you taking me back! I really didn't kill people! " Sang Qingxia yelled out of control and kept trying to rub against the back of fengnanxi. She shook the hem of fengnanxi, praying for his help.

Unfortunately, the latter did not give her any response.

"Miss sang, you have two choices. First, you can go back with us. Second, you can choose a person to bail you out, so that you can not return to our place for the time being, but you should accept our inquiry and investigation at any time." After clearing his throat, the man went on, "Miss sang, what are you going to do?"

"I want bail!" Don't want to think, sang Qingxia blurted out, and then quickly turned his eyes to Feng Nan analysis.

He, will help her?

"Sang Qingxia, are you begging me?" Finally, he had a reaction, Feng Nan's cool thin mouth slightly hooked, his face showed a touch of sarcasm and complacent arc, including all her helpless.

This condescending appreciation of her sense of distress, let him have a sense of satisfaction.

Sang Qingxia's heart cooled. In such a situation, in the case of her so scared, he could still ask her coolly: "Sang Qingxia, are you begging me?"

Who can't see that this is begging him?

Fengnan analysis, do you have to make people look so humble in front of you?

She's pretty, and she's got guts!

"I..." She opened her mouth in a low voice, and sang Qingxia's little hand let go of Feng Nan analysis's lapel, and slowly turned to the two policemen and inspectors on the opposite side.

"Miss sang, if you want bail, just..." One of them was trying to speak, but sang Qingxia quietly interrupted.

"I'll go with you!" As she spoke, she slowly extended her hands out in front of them, waiting for the cold handcuffs to be on her hands.

There is a kind of dignity that can't be restrained by handcuffs. However, if you ask for it, you may not have it.

She, to defend this last dignity.

With her eyes closed, sang Qingxia's brain was filled with unprecedented despair. It seemed that others mistook her for a murderer and shot her. She didn't care

Before the cold handcuffs touched her wrist, her shoulder was violently pulled, and the whole person could not help but fall back into a slightly cold embrace.

"Sang Qingxia, is it really so difficult to please me?" His voice was hoarse, with a thick pain, but soft to the extreme, like a beautiful note, inlaid into her heartstrings.

"I..." Sang Qingxia's nose was so sour that she almost shed tears.

He has his stubbornness, she also has her stubbornness!

"Two..." One of the policemen and inspectors was a little bit out of breath. He snorted coldly and motioned for the crowd to pay attention to the occasion, but he was swept back by a cold eye of Fengnan analysis.

"You can go back." He spoke coldly. The powerful atmosphere made the two policemen and inspectors step back involuntarily. He murmured a few times. He took a bail and asked Feng nan to sign it. Then he left

"Thank you." After two people left, sang Qingxia was silent for a long time, and then gently withdrew from his arms and spoke in a low voice.

"Sang Qingxia, let's open the skylight and tell the truth. Why do you do this to me?" Feng Nan analysis suddenly caught her and asked the question without hesitation, "tell me the truth, and I won't do this to you any more!"

"I..." Sang Qingxia suddenly looked up and hesitated to see what he was looking forward to.

This is Fengnan analysis, the one she knows and loves, but But she can't block his life because of her love.

"There's no other truth. I'm with him, that's the truth." Sang Qingxia slowly opened his mouth, exhausted his greatest courage to say a complete sentence, and then he dared to look up at him.

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obviously, she saw his eyes full of disappointment and loneliness.

"Well Well, if you don't stay with him, can you Forget him? " Like a helpless child, he grabbed her arm and kept asking.

Encounter love this kind of thing, the intelligence quotient of Feng Nan analysis completely degenerates into negative number."No way." Sangqing summer leave open eyes, do not want to see his eyes hurt look, also do not want to show his heart in front of him.

She lowered her head, and the corner of her eye caught a glimpse of the bracelet she had given her! Unless he's dead, or he can't take it off!

So she understood that this bracelet has the meaning of life and death ring. If one of them dies, the bracelet will fall off.

It's OK to cheat Fengnan with such a "powerful meaning" thing?

"He gave it to me, one for each of us. Unless someone died, no one could take it off..." Sang Qingxia said faintly, but there was no joy in love in the eyes, some were just faint loneliness.

"I can give you a lot of things like this..."

"Feng Nan, don't you understand what I mean?" Sang Qingxia suddenly roared at him, and a drop of tears from the corner of his eyes slipped down. I'm sorry, Feng Nanping, I'd rather You almost treat me!

I'd rather you hate me!

Silence

Endless silence spread in the lounge, two people just look at each other quietly, do not know what to say, or really have nothing to say.

For a long time, sang Qingxia just sucked his nose, resisted the sour gushing out and rushed out of the door.

All day, Feng Nan analysis did not talk to her again.

Sang Qingxia arranges the documents and helps the assistant sister deal with some things outside. Feng Nanping has been holding meetings in the room, or reading the reports he has been hoarding. He is deliberately buried in the heavy work.

There was no intersection between their work, and sang Qingxia began to be puzzled until he was about to leave work: where would he live tonight?

She doesn't want to go back to Fengnan to analyze her family!

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