Chapter 58:

In the police station.
Fang Yang took a report and handed it to Qiao Ziyan, "Team Qiao, the post-mortem report has come out. The deceased is Wu Chushan, 20 years old this year, and a high-achieving student of Q. Ahai went to investigate, and the deceased had not returned to the dormitory the day before yesterday. With relatives in City B, she sometimes went to live with relatives. She did not go back to the dormitory for these two days, and her roommate did not feel abnormal."
Qiao Ziyan leaned against the huge desk and looked down at the report seriously, "Have you found out who she has been in contact with recently, or has a stranger appeared near her?"
"According to her roommate's response, the deceased Wu Chushan was in a good mood a few days ago. He also revealed to his roommate that he would take them out to eat and introduce someone, so I guess the deceased might be in love."
Qiao Ziyan put down the report and raised his dark eyebrows, "Okay, go check it out and catch the person as soon as possible before the murderer commits another crime."
"I see, Team Joe."
Near the end of the semester, there were a lot fewer courses, and they were basically reviewing. The library seats were full, and everyone was reviewing quietly, preparing for the final exam.
Seeing the darkening sky outside, Ning Mitang put on the scarf that was on the side, packed up the books on the table, and walked outside. Mo Huai went to participate in the competition today. She needs to go back early to prepare dinner and celebrate.
The night grew a bit thicker, and a cold breath came to his face. Outside the library is facing a small lake, the cold gale roars in winter, and the water on the lake is shimmering, glowing with coldness.
The library is on the west side of the school, a certain distance from the gate. Ning Mitang walked forward through the small lake, listening to the trees next to her being rustled by the wind, she pulled the scarf around her neck and buried a plain white face in it, only black and shiny s eyes.
The lights on the road are faintly yellow and can only illuminate a short distance. Ning Mitang walked, thinking about the result of Mo Huai's match. Before leaving the house this morning, he insisted on pestering her for a warm meal before moving his steps. The beautiful name was a lucky kiss.
Thinking of him clearly looking cold and arrogant, but with slightly raised bangs lying on his forehead, his expression pitifully begging for a kiss, which is exactly the same as Xiao Baqiu's act of stroking his head, so cute that her heart trembled. .
Suddenly, two black shadows appeared on the ground, and Ning Mitang turned slightly to let the two behind him go first. At this time, the two people behind didn't seem to understand her meaning, and kept falling behind her right.
A strange color flashed in Ning Mitang's clear black eyes, speeding up her pace. At this time, the shadow behind him also accelerated his pace.
Until at the turn, the two dark figures behind him looked at the direction of the girl's sudden disappearance and began to look around.
"Are you looking for me?" Ning Mitang stood behind them.
"Hi, Honey!"
Song Jingchen was stunned for a moment, and soon recovered. He turned around, with a gentle smile on his mouth, and greeted Ning Mitang with a cheerful expression.
"Song Brother?" Ning Mitang was a little surprised.
"Junior Sister Mitang." Standing next to Song Jingchen was the Xiancai Changjiang, the vice-chairman of the Association. His fair-looking face, with a shy smile on his face, also greeted him.
"Senior Jiang." Ning Mitang responded.
Seeing Ning Mitang hesitating to speak, Song Jingchen pushed the golden spectacle frame with her hand. His voice became more gentle and elegant in the cold evening, with a slightly apologetic tone: "Mitang, just scared Sorry, Xiancai and I just saw you coming out of the library. They were mischievous and scared you."
"It was really scared."
After all, it’s getting dark. The library is relatively remote. Whether there are other students on the road, quietly, it is easy for people to think of bad things.
With the dim yellow light, Song Jingchen looked at Ning Mitang in front of him with a good look.
She hasn't seen her for a while, and she has become more moving, and he can't move his eyes. The small face with the palm of the hand was set against the white scarf, becoming more and more exquisite and beautiful, and the smooth and flawless skin was as white as jade, as delicate as if it could pinch water.
He thought of Su Xiaotong’s face. At first, he looked at the delicate face. After removing the makeup, the skin was a bit rough and yellowed. Compared with the appearance with makeup during the day, he couldn’t compare it with the delicate and shiny appearance of suet jade. Compared to the skin.
His gaze gradually shifted down, unlike other girls who also wore skirts and boots with exposed legs in winter. Ning Mitang wore a pair of tight-fitting thick jeans. The two legs did not look bloated and bound, but slender, slender, Straight.
Song Jingchen's heart beat faster, and he felt that Ning Mitang really grew into what he liked everywhere. All the time, there has never been a girl like her that makes him dream.
"I'm sorry, Junior Sister Mitang, I suggested that I want to tease you." Jiang Xiancai, who was on the side, was full of apologies and shyness, so he apologized quickly.
Ning Mitang shook her head, "It doesn't matter." She held the book in her arms, glanced at them with her dark eyes, her nose wrinkled, and continued: "I have something to do, let's go now."
"Honey, wait a minute."
Song Jingchen's side blocked the girl's way.
He lowered his head and looked at Ning Mitang, who was close at hand. Watching closely, the skin on her face was so tender and moist that people could not wait to reach out and touch it. Suddenly remembered her boyfriend as a porter, why can such a man own her?
The eye pupils behind the spectacle lens sink slightly.
"Brother Song, what's the matter?"
Even her voice is as clear and sweet as he likes. The darkness faded, Song Jingchen's eyes were filled with tenderness, and he asked her softly, "After the final exam, the association prepares to engage in a tourist activity. Don't worry, this time I won't be so unlucky to encounter something like the last time. Will you participate? ?"
Before Ning Mitang could answer, he spoke again: "Mitang, I hope you will participate." Song Jingchen looked at her with scorching eyes.
Ning Mitang didn't think about it at all, she shook her head directly, "I'm sorry, I won't participate." Ning Mitang was not interested in either the impact of that incident last time or being a member of the association. "I have something to do, I have to go first, Brother Song, Brother Jiang, goodbye."
I don't know if it was an illusion, she smelled a looming smell around her, and the stench made her very uncomfortable. No longer staying longer, Ning Mitang frowned tightly and left.
"You like Ning Mitang very much!"
A clear voice sounded, with a positive tone. Contrary to Baijing's shy face, Jiang Xiancai laughed in a low voice, a little charming, "I really didn't expect a woman to look down on you, or even dismiss it, it's amazing."
Song Jingchen's gaze gradually withdrew until he could not see the girl's back. He squinted Jiang Xiancai coldly: "The prey that is too easy to get is boring."
A dim light flashed across the white face, Jiang Xiancai nodded in agreement and smiled: "You are right. Only the rare prey that struggles is interesting."
When he returned to the apartment, the man was already sitting quietly on the sofa. His tall and straight body occupies half of the sofa, and his momentum cannot be ignored.
Hearing the sound of opening the door, Mo Huai's cold eyebrows melted like ice and snow, his dark eyes were stained with warmth, and his eyes moved to the girl who came to him, "You are back."
"Ahuai, how was the game today?" Ning Mitang asked again, taking off the scarf on her neck, with a bit of urgency in her tone.
"Want to know?" Mo Huai stretched out his knuckles, his slender fingers nodded his lips: "Allow you to kiss me, and I will tell you."
Ning Mitang walked towards him and bit her lip. This person has tried his best to take advantage of her lately, big bastard, it's too damnable.
"Tangtang, give me a kiss, and I will tell you how the game turned out." Mo Huai's dark eyes locked on her and continued to coax her.
At this time, the pink lips were watery and slightly aroused. Ning Mitang smiled and walked towards Mo Huai. In the dark and moist eyes of the man, she obediently kissed him.
Mo Huai's black eyes burst into a smile, as if it were full of stars, "Tangtang, more."
Ning Mitang's heart trembled slightly. She tried her best to ignore the man's charming and prosperous face, "How about the game?"
Mo Huai's gaze fell on the girl's lips, and he was not satisfied with the taste just now. Hearing the girl's question, he looked arrogant and complacent, but also a little inherently domineering and disdainful, "You know, yours My boyfriend is the best, no one else can beat me."
He glanced at Ning Mitang triumphantly, "Do you want to kiss me again?"
"Ok?"
Ning Mitang blinked her bright black eyes. Hearing that Mo Huai had won the game, he was relieved secretly, and he felt unexpected.
"Tangtang, I'm so good, don't you want to throw me down and kiss me crazily?" Mo Huai's clean eyebrows were full of anticipation.
The living room is very quiet, Xiao Ba recently fell in love with the new nest in the small room, only when he comes out to the living room when eating, otherwise he will not leave the new nest for a moment.
The room fell into silence for a while, and Ning Mitang seemed to hear the sound of his heart beating.
She clasped Mo Huai's neck with her hands, her lips with a sweet fragrance, approaching his ears. The voice was low and soft, like spring rain falling on the lake surface, rippled ten miles, making people feel drunk. She said, "Ahuai."
At this time, Mo Huai's black eyes were as bright as the best black gems, and the waves inside were shining.
Ah, his Tangtang is really sultry.
He looked at her longingly.
Immediately, the fresh pink lips touched Mo Huai's ear tip, and he felt his whole body tremble, and the smile on her lips continued, "A Huai...I'm going to take a bath. Up."
In Mo Huai's shock, Ning Mitang retracted her hand, glanced at him in a daze, and walked to the room with a happy expression.
After the shower, Ning Mitang was still half lying on the sofa playing with her mobile phone in a joyful mood, because the previous series of "Qing Qing Qing Cheng" has been completed, and the new book hasn't been inspired yet. Recently, she doesn't need code words.
The phone in her hand rang suddenly, and she pressed the answer button.
"Mitang, let me tell you, do you know that Mr. Mo Huai in your family is on the hot search now." On the other side of the phone, Jiang Youyou was very excited and his voice was a little loud.
"Hot search? What's the matter?" Ning Mitang sat upright and said in surprise.
"Just guessed that you didn't know, so I called to tell you."
Jiang Youyou tried his best to suppress his excitement and said: "Your family Mo Huai is really amazing. I went to participate in the national first-class Chinese painting competition. I won't say that I won the special prize. I was still auctioned off on the spot for his works, 5 million. The most important thing is that someone uploaded a video of him when he was painting on the website. That handsome, absolutely amazing. Now so many people search for him, and it seems that he has picked up his Weibo..."
Jiang Youyou talked about it for a long time, and finally told her to be vigilant. It is said that many girls want to pry her into the corner.
After hanging up the phone, Ning Mitang immediately went to Weibo and saw that there were hot searches about Mo Huai. She clicked on the video and filmed Mo Huai's paintings throughout the entire process. The calm, rigorous and handsome face was gorgeous, her thin lips pressed tightly, and she was totally handsome.
Thinking of Mo Huai's Weibo that Jiang Youyou mentioned earlier, Tangtang was a little surprised. She really didn't know that Mo Huai had opened Weibo.
Just about to click on the phone to search his Weibo, Mo Huai walked out with a full body of water vapor at the entrance of the bathroom. He wiped his wet hair and walked towards the sofa, with a bit of resentment and grievance in his dark eyes.
Tangtang was willing to bully him!