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An Zhenshao frowned, "That woman?" His eyes were shining brightly: "Her name is An?"

Ling Jiajia didn't know why An Zhenshao's eyes lit up when he heard Xiaojing's name, but he felt stuffy in his heart, a super uncomfortable feeling stuck in his throat.Even when he was in bed with her, he didn't see such shining eyes.

"Well, then I'll go first." Young Detective An naturally didn't know what Ling Jiajia was thinking at this time, so he bent down and leaned closer to that cute little face and gave him a mouthful.

"Ah, you..." When Ling Jiajia came back to her senses, Detective An had already left her face.

The man who succeeded in stealing fragrance was extremely proud, and he stretched out his hand to pull her long hair that was blown by the summer wind behind him: "I guess you will come home with me tomorrow, I have some clues about those things."

Ling Jiajia nodded obediently, and stretched out his hand to grab the corner of Detective La'an's clothes, like a child who is reluctant to leave an adult: "Come pick me up at Xiaojing's house tomorrow."

Because she wanted to sleep with An Xiaojing tonight, and then ask what happened that day.

Normally, Young Master An must not agree, but today I saw her coming for my aunt's sake, let her go, turned around and asked suddenly: "How many days is yours usually?"

Ling Jia became silent for a while, thinking of the size An Zhenshou held in his hand just now, his little face turned red with disappointment, and he gritted his teeth and said, "One week."

In fact, she died in three days, and her condition is a special case. Unlike others, she came in a different month, she came in a different season.Only come four times a year, but one time is three to four days.I deliberately said it for so long, just to let my lower body get a period of relaxation.

Detective An's face obviously darkened after hearing this number.Then he hummed, "I'll let Lao Zhang see you off."

"No, no, no, I'll just take a taxi later." She didn't want to use Anzhenshao for every task, otherwise, she would not be able to pay it back in the future.Speaking of which, his grandma Zhang Meimei still lives in Anzhai, if she asks the driver to come out, won't it increase her hatred for herself?

"Well, be careful." Detective An turned around and walked into his car.Stepping on the accelerator suddenly, the car was as fast as an arrow from Li Xuan.

"Phew, that man is finally gone." Linga added a long sigh. In the past few days, she has been getting tired of being with her almost every day. Of course, most of the time it is on the bed. She began to feel sad for her unfailing body after a week, and she regretted that she didn't say one month just now==.

In the end, Ling Jiajia put on that old face, took off her tired body, took a taxi and walked towards An Xiaojing's house.

Ten minutes later, Ling Jiajia stopped the car, walked two steps, and saw An Xiaojing's brightly lit room.And from the window, it seemed that she was not the only one.

Linga's eyes widened sharply, shit, could it be that Xiaojing really became a young lady?Thinking of this, the fire in Ling Jiajia's head kept going up.Clenching his hands into small fists, he went upstairs and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" An Xiaojing's voice came out, but something seemed wrong.

"Snapped"

As soon as the door opened, Lingajia saw An Xiaojing's blushing face for the first time.

"Hey, hey, Gaga." An Xiaojing looked at her with a simple and honest expression, "Come on, I just happened to be drinking with my boyfriend." She stretched out her hand and pulled it into the room.

"Boyfriend?" Ling Jiajia frowned. She knows best if An Xiaojing has a boyfriend. This little muddy guy always keeps saying that he wants to chase after the most handsome guy in the world, so he won't fall in love easily. He also said that two people meet to be single , but never expected that she would get married first.

Lingaga followed An Xiaojing into the room.

A small room with one bedroom and one living room, simple and tidy, but there are some large and small bottles and meals missing on the table.The only thing she couldn't believe was that there were men's clothes and pants on the ground...

"An Xiaojing." Ling Jiajia withdrew his hand from An Xiaojing's, and looked at her with a strange look: "What happened to you? Why did you trample on yourself like this?" When she thought of An Xiaojing's bruises and being beaten by a group of women, she felt aggrieved.