Chapter 8： She is the second uncle who can't afford it

Sang Nian is weak and authentic.

Not because of her identity, but because they might have wronged her.

The suspect's escape range was very large, and it was a gang committing crimes.

When Lu Xiao looked back again, he put her ID card and her things into her bag one by one.

The last is her cell phone.

I accidentally touched the phone screen when I picked it up, and the lock screen suddenly lit up.

A photo caught his eye, and his hand was slightly startled.

Sangnian subconsciously looked at the phone when she saw the phone turned on, and Lu Xiaoxi directly threw her phone into her bag.

Passing the bag to him, he walked out first, and said: "Don't touch her things."

Sangnian answered.

But looked down at the phone in the bag, what did the boss see just now? The expression seems a bit subtle...?

Wen Xian is on the second floor.

The first floor handles various things, and there is a lounge on the second floor, where she is now locked.

When Lu Xiao and the others came up again, as soon as the door opened, she saw this woman wrapped in loose red Tibetan clothes sitting on the window sill, stepping barefoot on the bed under her feet, stepping on the window sill with her hand holding her. A cigarette was puffing up.

That attitude, like the second uncle who can't afford to offend.

The room was smoky.

Lu Xiao frowned as soon as he came in, waved his hand in the air, and Sang Nian coughed.

Obediently, how many cigarettes does this big star smoke? No, how can she still smoke to be precise? Isn't she sweet, **** and gentle when she interviews the media on the Internet?

Why is it like this in private.

Wen Xian watched them come in and continued to smoke, without a glance at his eyelids, only a faint snort overflowed from his nose.

The bottom of my heart is clear what is going on.

Lu Xiao walked to her, stretched out his hand, and Sangnian quickly handed her bag up.

Lu Xiao said one, and two said two. If he did something wrong, he wouldn't admit it. If he didn't do it wrong, he would follow the rules.

"This is your bag, come out, now it won't restrict your personal freedom too much."

"Oh, don't tell me, I'm the suspect, keep holding me."

She squinted at him, lazily ironically.

Lu Xiao's eyebrows were straight, he looked at her, his expression unchanged: "I know you are angry at the bottom of your heart, but this is our job."

"Oh!? Then it is your job for you to take off my clothes and put on this for me?"

She pulled the collar of her loose clothes.

Damn it.

Sang Nian's eyes rounded.

The boss changed her? ? The boss changed clothes for this big star? ? Wouldn't it just show her...

Suddenly, Sang Nian found that he was super big, and his heart was hard to calm for a while.

In the next second, Lu Xiao glanced at Sang Nian.

Sangnian suddenly coughed, turned around and went out first.

Don't forget to bring home.

Only the two of them were left in the room at this time.

Outside, there was cooking smoke spreading out, and the evening came, and you could see the stretch of mountains and the sunset in the distance. The colors were very vivid, like an excellent oil painting, highlighting the scenery of Tibetan areas incisively and vividly.

The golden light poured down from the window sill.

He approached her step by step, leaning over, the bridge of the man's nose was straight, and the peak shadow was separated by the light and shadow at sunset.

The lips were pressed lightly, and the lower jaw was firm.

Mature, cold and inviolable.

He said word by word: "This lady, I don't care who you are or what status you are. We are all in accordance with the regulations. Although I say that you are free, you don't know in the bottom of your heart. You are hurt. We want to catch you again, it's easy."