Chapter 62

How do you know my true identity?

Cloud painting has tried to control its facial expression, pretending to be at a loss.

But she did not know that people's psychology can not really be controlled if they want to control.

Eyes, micro expressions, in the eyes of people who study this aspect, these are all flaws, full of flaws!

Yunhua didn't know at all. When she heard his question, she had no expression at that moment, but her pupil was enlarged. She subconsciously turned her eyes and looked up to the left

And she subconsciously pursed her lips, and deliberately widened her eyes.

These are all flaws.

Intelligence personnel will be targeted in this area of training, from the micro expression and eye movements camouflage, so that the interrogator has no way to know the true information.

That's a result that can only be achieved through countless rigorous training.

Ordinary people don't think about it!

"What is your true identity?" Cloud painting pretends to know nothing and looks at Bo Si Qing innocently.

Bo Si Qing hooked his lips, his head instantly lower, he gathered in her ear, voice is very light: "girl, that night in the alley, you clearly left, why turn back to save me?"

"I I'm afraid the police will find me if I die! "

Bo Siqing laughed, and his fingers gently scratched her cheek: "really? Then why did you bring me to your house? You carry steel bars for self-defense, and when facing me, you can attack unexpectedly and escape quickly. All these show that you have a strong sense of self-protection and you are very alert

His breath was in her ears, and she was stiff.

"You are not that kind of silly white sweet little girl, you will take a man of unknown origin and seriously injured home Aren't you afraid I'll hurt your family? "

"The only reason you dare to do this is that you are sure that I will not hurt you or your family. You're sure I'm not a gangster. "

"And, girl, do you know what your eyes look like to me?"

Cloud painting is silent, her brain has become a pot of paste.

At this time, round ear beads suddenly came to the tingling, and burning feeling!

Cloud painting instantly stare, a blush is about to explode.

Damn it, he, he, he He bit her earlobe again!

"Pay attention." Bo Si Qing's tone is low and luxurious, just like the top-grade cello. If you gently touch it, you will be electrified.

"Girl, you look at my eyes, that kind of reverence, let me feel like I am a martyr who has stepped on the altar!"

Bo Si Qing's voice with a small depression, "what have I done, let you look at me with that kind of eyes? That kind of look at the martyrs, it makes my hair stand on end! "

Looking forward to the Martyrs

Cloud painting is almost crying without tears.

She had to admit that this man was so powerful and insightful.

She didn't know what she was looking at him.

But when he said that, she felt that.

It seems that It seems that Maybe that's what happened!

Yes, but how does she explain it?

She could never tell him that when she knew him, he was a martyr who had been sent to the altar and was respected by hundreds of millions of people!

Cloud painting is about to collapse.

Bo Siqing gently smile, his forehead again against her forehead, the tip of his nose gently rubbed on her round nose tip, the tone is particularly intimate: "now don't say it doesn't matter, girl, we have a long way to go..."

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