Sister, you miss me

This time, Wang Bingqian only protested symbolically, and then sympathized with Lang overturned.

One hour later, the cloud stopped raining.

Wang Bingqian fell asleep in Yang Feng's arms for less than half a minute.

Yang Feng quietly looked at the beautiful woman in her arms, and tenderly kissed her on her face. Wang Bingqian was so tired that she didn't bother to open her eyes, but moved her eyelashes.

Yang Feng sighed, lay down and closed his eyes.

At this time, the phone screen turned on.

Yang Feng has a habit of turning his mobile phone into silent mode when he talks to his lover.

Some people may choose the meeting mode, which is vibration. If it is placed on the bedside table, the movement is very loud and the momentum is very scary, which can easily cause a serious impact on the happiness of men in the latter half of their lives.

Yang Feng took it over and saw that it was Song Xin.

Yang Feng kissed Wang Bingqian's forehead again, then got out of bed and went into the bathroom.

"If it is not convenient, forget it."

It was estimated that Yang Feng was too slow to pick up, so as soon as the connection was made, Song Xin made such a cold sentence.

"It's all about men and women, there is nothing inconvenient, you can talk if you have something."

"Busy working?"

"Oh, just finished."

"It didn't affect you!"

"Director Song is very accurate."

"If it's convenient, I'm in the forensic room."

"Huh? This night shift is convenient for men and women in the night shift..."

"It's up to you whether you come or not."

After speaking, Yang Feng only heard a busy tone of "toot".

"This girl..." Yang Feng shook his head, "beauties are justified!"

Stepping out and putting on her clothes, she glanced at Wang Bingqian who was sleeping in Haitang, and judging from her steady breathing, she slept deeply.

"Qianqian, I'm not picking up a girl, I'm going to treat and save people."

Yang Feng found himself a great reason in his heart, and then went out lightly.

From the outside, the forensic room was just a bungalow, and it was a separate building, living in isolation, far away, Yang Feng saw a lone lamp, under the lamp, there was a beautiful woman wrapped in frosty water vapor.

The spring is cold.

The door was not closed, Yang Feng opened the door and walked in, with a chill of early spring.

At this moment, Song Xin changed back to a white coat and wore skinny jeans on her legs. When she took a closer look, she had a pair of straight and long legs that were definitely more than 1.2 meters in size.

Rupu's hair is draped behind her head, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses not only reflects the white and flawless skin, but also gives her a bit more intellectual beauty.

However, the expression in her eyes was not much higher than the temperature outside.

Song Xin holding a cup of hot coffee in her hand, her mouth moved: "What to drink?"

Yang Feng went straight to the front, took the coffee cup from her hand when Song Xin was breathing, took a sip, closed his eyes and said, "Cappuccino, not bad."

"You are so rude."

Song Xin's tone was a little irritable. First, Yang Feng just approached a safe distance between a stranger and a man. Second, how could Yang Feng grab her coffee? That was her special cup and the coffee she had just drunk. Is it indirect?

Yang Feng didn’t think so. He smiled and asked, “Why do you have to be polite? It’s so late. Director Song invited me over for a tryst. Obviously, you didn’t treat me as an outsider. I'm born."

"You...who will have a tryst with you?" Song Xin said coldly, "If you are so unobtrusive again, let me go out immediately."

"Haha." Yang Feng smiled and shook his head, "I don't know if Director Song has ever heard a word, it is easy to ask God to give it away."

"What do you want?"

"I want to talk to Director Song Bingzhuye. Of course, it's better to have a long conversation."

"Where is your girlfriend?"

"Old husband and wife, no matter what."

"Man is really greedy."

"It's boring to say this. It seems that if men take advantage of it, women will only suffer. So why is it so popular?"

"Yang Feng!"

"Yes." Yang Feng replied loudly with a knock on both feet.

"What are you doing so loudly!"

"To show my honesty."

"You mean my heart is gloomy and my thinking is dirty."

"I don't know what Director Song is going to do to others?"

Song Xin couldn't help staggering: "I'm tired, you can go."

"I will press-Mo, or let me relieve Director Song from the lack."

"Don't think about it!"

"Look, it's so hard to guard, it's no wonder it's left."

"You still said."

"Director Song, I'm very curious, why did you appear in Rodindan's room?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

"Actually, your heart is far less cold than your surface."

"You also know?"

"If I say, I know what you did in Rodindan's room? Do you believe it?"

"Rodandan told you?"

"What do you think!"

"It doesn't seem necessary."

"Director Song, you are actually a good person, compassionate and caring. Your illness is not serious and it is easy to cure."

"Really."

"Of course, but there is also a prerequisite, that is, to give me unconditionally and wholeheartedly."

"Don't think about it!" Song Xin vetoed it without hesitation, especially when she saw that Yang Feng's eyes were falling on the holy place on her chest, she became angry, "Yang Feng, can you be more shameless?"

"Director Song, where did you want to go? I don't want to treat you, but to gain your unreserved trust, to open your body, oh no, to open your mind."

Song Xin clenched her fists, and blamed herself for being so impulsive, rushing to the doctor, why this guy's mouth is so cheap, and his body is full of nasty cells.

"Yang Feng, that's it for tonight, you can go."

"It's all said, please God is easy..." Seeing Song Xin undressing in person, Yang Feng immediately covered his eyes, "No, Director Song, you are so open, Xiaosheng can't bear birds, Xiaosheng has accepted the sage book since childhood. Education, understand that don’t see indecent.

"Boom!"

It was the sound of a vicious door slamming, and there was a subtle fragrance floating on the nose.

It is incompatible with the rich formalin taste among forensic medicine.

The engine sound of the BMW Z4 was faintly audible, but Yang Feng felt that Song Xin meant to run away, he smiled.

Quietly returned to the room, climbed onto the bed, and embraced the sleeping beautiful body, Yang Feng comfortably closed his eyes, and after a while, he entered his dream.

He had a dream.

In the dream, Song Xin pleaded for him to be cured, not only opened her heart, but also opened her legs.

Yang Feng said that he was not a casual person, but Song Xin grabbed his neckline, his eyes were contemplative, and his voice pierced the bones, "I only need to treat the disease, as for the rest, you can do whatever you want."

"Healers' parents, then I can only sacrifice myself..."

The phone vibrated, and Yang Feng realized that it was Nan Ke Yimeng. He opened his eyes and looked at the phone. It was just five o'clock, but the call was from Tong Xiaofei.

Yang Feng felt completely drowsy at once. Calling at this time, there must be something to do.

"Xiao Feng, Wang Peng is dead."

"What the hell!"

Yang Feng sat up suddenly, even Wang Bingqian beside him opened his eyes, but because Yang Feng moved too hard, Wang Bingqian didn't have any cover at this moment, the peaks, mountains and valleys were fascinating.

However, at this moment, Wang Bingqian did not pay attention, and Yang Feng did not want to appreciate it.

"Say, what's the matter?"

Tong Xiaofei sighed and said, "Wang Peng took advantage of no one to break the carotid artery with a needle and committed suicide."

"your people……"

At the end of Yang Feng's words, he didn't want to say any more. Once Wang Peng died, Tong Xiaofei must be enough to blame himself. Anything he said was unnecessary.

"My people didn't perform their duties and I would criticize them, but I failed you and you spared no effort to help me, but I couldn't even arrange this matter."

At the end, Tong Xiaofei's voice was full of crying.

"Xiao Fei, forget it." Yang Feng advised, "This is the end of the matter. Don't blame yourself. In short, he committed suicide in fear of crime. He died, and his case needs to be investigated."

"Yes!" Tong Xiaofei said in a deep voice, "He is dead, and the clues can't be cut off. He is dead and can't protect the people behind him."

"That's it. His death has nothing to do with the overall situation now. Xiao Fei, don't think too much. When the day is over, I will meet Director He and listen to his opinions."

"OK, bye."

After Tong Xiaofei finished speaking, he hung up first.

"Wang Peng is dead?"

Wang Bingqian asked.

Yang Feng lay down, with his left arm passing under her neck and holding her body, the palm of his hand naturally fell on a piece of softness, pulled over the quilt to cover the two people, and said: "He begged to die again and again, this time he finally succeeded Up."

"Wanted to die, seeing that it was not being coerced."

"Why see."

"From a psychological analysis, if you don't want to die, but just feel helpless, he has a strong nostalgia for life, so this kind of person often only has the courage to die once."

Yang Feng nodded, then shook his head, "This Wang Peng is not afraid of death, so what else is he afraid of?"

"Morality."

The two looked at each other and said in unison.

Yang Feng sighed lightly: "It seems that Wang Peng cares about their brotherhood."

...

at the same time.

Municipal Party Committee Family House.

Shi Wenjian knocked on Fang Bingcan's door.

Fang Bingcan walked out of the bedroom wearing thick pajamas.

"brother……"

"Talk in the study." Seeing Shi Wenjian's face in pain, Fang Bingcan took the lead upstairs.

But no one noticed that the moment he turned around, tears were already falling.

Shi Wenjian confessed to the nanny "Don't come up", and after stepping into the study, he immediately closed the door, and then trembled: "Brother...the Dapeng is gone."

Even though I just thought of it, and even with sufficient mental preparation, Fang Bingcan still couldn't help but stagger when he heard the sad news.

In the next moment, tears are already running.

After a while, Fang Bingcan asked, "When did it happen and how did you die?"

"It was discovered at four in the morning, and Dapeng used a needle to break the carotid artery."

"Generous and heroic, good brother--" Fang Bingcan shouted, covering his heart, "Dapeng, go well."

...

After Yang Feng finished running and washing, he appeared at the door of He Jianglong's room at 6:30 in the morning.

He was hesitating whether to call or call the door, but the door opened.