After exposing the vest, she became a god overnight

After all, Shi Yan didn't make it to the end.

He felt that at such a time and place, his little girl was somewhat wronged.

Talking teasingly, the two flirting, you can do whatever you want, but when it comes to real grievances, he doesn't want his little girl to eat them.

"Shi Yan, my hands are sore." Song Jing frowned, "You'd better go check it out."

"Honey, how many people don't have my stamina after taking medicine, shouldn't you be happy?" Shi Yan laughed softly, and coaxed softly in a hoarse voice, "Hey, it's coming soon."

Shi Yan talked about it right away, and it took at least ten or twenty minutes before it was really over.

Song Jing wiped his hands with a wet paper towel, and snorted, "A man's mouth is a deceiving ghost, it's really a wise saying."

Shi Yan tidied herself up, raised her chin and kissed the corner of her mouth, "Then after the inspection, is Dr. Song still satisfied?"

From a doctor's point of view, Shi Yan's body structure and physical condition are very healthy, and they all belong to that optimal standard.

But from a woman's point of view.

Shi Yan's complexion is shining, her figure is perfect, her eight-pack abs are mermaid-line, and she has a male dog waist, and her listing price starts at seven figures.

However, his own temperament is as cold and icy as the pine after the snow, and his clothes are like the flowers of the high mountains that are alienated, lonely and inviolable.

The contrast between the two sides is so sharp that it is difficult for a woman to control it.

"It's okay." Song Jing tilted his head and kissed the corner of Shi Yan's mouth, "But next time it's better not to let me hang around like this."

Shi Yan was startled for a moment, then suddenly let out a muffled laugh, "Are you hungry?"

Song Jing raised his eyes and stared at him with a hook in his eyes. The meaning was very clear: What do you think?

"I'll take you to eat meat if you're hungry." Shi Yan opened the car door and got out, "The chef from Wuxinju has already come to prepare, and it should be almost done by now."

Is this the hungry she said?

He clearly knew what she was talking about, but he actually pretended to be a wolf with a big tail.

Song Jing snorted coldly, ignoring Shi Yan's outstretched hand, opened the car door and got out of the car, walking towards the elevator.

There was a smile in Shi Yan's eyes, and he followed.

Qi Shang stood far away holding Yan Cub, saw Shi Yan and Song Jing approaching, and pressed the elevator first, "Brother Yan, Xiang said that dinner is ready."

"En." Shi Yan nodded, and stretched out his hand to hold Song Jing's hand, Song Jing moved aside expressionlessly.

When the elevator came, Song Jing walked in first, and Shi Yan followed with a low laugh.

Qi Shang was full of doubts.

He just saw Brother Yan throw a lot of paper into the trash can, everyone is an adult, so of course they understand what those paper towels are for.

After such a long time, shouldn't the two of them be in love right now?Why does it look like Brother Yan has provoked Sister Mao Jing again?

Could it be that Brother Yan took too long?

The three of them took the elevator up from the garage to the first floor. Qi Shang made a call in advance, and Xiang Wenxing had asked the butler of the banquet house to serve the food first.

After washing her hands and sitting at the dining table, Song Jing buried her head in her meal in silence, while Shi Yan spent most of her time picking up vegetables and deboning her.

Xiang Wenxing kicked Qi Shang secretly under the table, lowered his head and covered his eyes with a bowl, and winked at him quietly: What's the situation with Brother Yan and Sister Jing?

Qi Shang shook his head and said he didn't know either.

Whether it's the Shi family, the Xiang family or the Qi family, their rule since elementary school is that they don't talk when they eat or sleep, and they basically don't say anything when they eat.

But Song Jing was busy eating, turned that into an appetite, and ate more than before.

After dinner, it was dark outside.

Xiang Wenxing and Qi Shang obviously still have work to report to Shi Yan, Song Jing picked up his bag and got up, "I'm going to take a shower first."

"Live in the master bedroom." Of course it goes without saying whose room this master bedroom belongs to.

Song Jing twitched the corner of his mouth, but neither responded nor denied.

There was a smile in Shi Yan's eyes. Seeing her walk out angrily, he smiled and got up, "Go to the study."

In the study, Xiang Wenxing put a few photos on the desk.

"Brother Yan, the person you asked me to check has found it." Xiang Wenxing said, "All the photos of the people who went to Daxi Mountain at that time are here."

Shi Yan flipped through the photos on the desk, his eyes were cold.

No, none of these are right.

At that time, the woman who raped him and detoxified him, although he was fuzzy and didn't see her face clearly, he knew very well that she was a thin and tall woman, and she would definitely not be over 25 years old.

"Not these." Shi Yan threw the photo back on the table, "Didn't you find anyone else?"

Xiang Wenxing's expression instantly flashed a trace of indescribable words.

"Speak directly if you have something to say." Shi Yan's face darkened by two points.

Xiang Wenxing didn't dare to hide anymore, and took another photo, "According to a person who went to Daxi Mountain to collect medicine, he saw a very beautiful girl going down the mountain at that time. But that girl The faces are very unfamiliar, not like the people around Daxishan. So I checked the buses from Daxishan to several nearby towns, and then I got this screenshot of the surveillance video.”

"Brother Yan, I think it might all be a coincidence." Xiang Wenxing handed over the photo, and added without thinking, "You may need to calm down."

Shi Yan glanced at him before taking the photo.

The photos captured from the surveillance video are not particularly clear, but one can see the girl's beautiful face and the indifferent look between her brows at a glance.

"Song Jing?" Shi Yan raised an eyebrow.

"Daxi Mountain is several hours' drive away from Yinning Town. When I saw Sister Jing, I checked again. Sister Jing's adoptive parents died and were buried in Daxi Mountain."

Shi Yan stared at the photo, if the woman at that time was really Song Jing, then such things as fate would be really amazing.

"This matter is over for the time being. I will ask Song Jing." Shi Yan put the photo in the desk drawer, "Continue to talk about the design of the stealth fighter."

Song Jing casually took a Shiyan shirt and took a shower, and wiped his wet hair with a towel perfunctorily. When the ends of his hair didn't drip much, he threw the towel aside, and took his mobile phone to check the news.

The first one is Sha Manyin's: [Xiao Jing'er, I have already arrived at the imperial capital.After staying in Heiyun for a long time, the prosperity of the imperial capital is really dazzling, especially there are so many men. 】

[Take it easy, be careful that you will fall down one day. 】

Song Jing replied with a message, but Sha Manyin didn't reply. He only knew the time and place. With Sha Manyin's character and style, he must be in a certain hotel with a man of great figure. Fooling around in the room.

Song Jingjing opened the chat box with You Wenze, and glanced at the time, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

At this time, Wen Ze had almost fallen asleep.

Song Jing frowned, but still sent a message, 【I'll see you tomorrow. 】

The other party really didn't reply.

Song Jing read other messages, but didn't reply to any of them, so he quit and leaned against the bedside to play games.

When Shi Yan came back from talking about things, he opened the door and entered the room. Song Jing heard the noise without even lifting his eyelids.

He took his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower first, before Song Jing lazily reminded him, "Don't let the wound get wet."

When Shi Yan came out of the shower, he had a hair dryer in his hand, "Come here, dry your hair."

Song Jing didn't respond either, holding the phone in both hands, just moved his body on the bed, and put his head on the side of the bed.

Shi Yan plugged in the hair dryer and sat over, raised her head and placed it on his lap, and began to blow dry her hair.

Song Jing's black hair reached the back of the vest. It was thick and smooth, and it was still soft to the touch.

Shi Yan wanted to ask if the woman that day was her, but stopped when the words reached his lips.

If that woman wasn't Song Jing, he didn't want Song Jing to know that there was such a thing.

If you can't ask directly, you can only test it out.

He was wearing a black wolf mask at the time, and the woman didn't take off his black wolf mask when she raped him, so she didn't know what he looked like.

Shi Yan thought, but he could use the black wolf mask to test Song Jing and see how she reacted.