V5.Chapter 35

"In the team." Song Jin'an pursed her lips and whispered back.

"When are you going back?"

"Getting ready to leave work, what? What can I do for you Song Jin'an's face was slightly stunned. She asked subconsciously, but after asking, she felt a little uncomfortable and strange. She said that she didn't know what to do.

"Well, isn't there anything left in your house? I'm just free today. I want to go and get it. I'm downstairs of your apartment. When will you be back? " Fu Jinheng answered her words with an unidentified smile. He sat in the car with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes and looked up at the window sill with deep memory upstairs.

"You're downstairs?" Song Jingan's eyes widened in surprise and asked.

"Well, I've been here for a while. I see you're not at home, so I want to call and ask."

"I see. I'll come back now."

"Well, I'll wait for you."

After hanging up the phone, song was stunned for a few seconds. She quickly put away her mobile phone and left the team with her car key. She drove directly to her home.

More than half an hour later, song Jingan drove into the road section of her residential area. She saw a familiar black car parked on the side of the road not far away. She was very worried. She pulled the car behind the black car, opened the door and went down. It happened that Fu Jinheng's window also went down. As soon as she came over, Fu Jinheng's eyes looked at each other and collided in the air.

Song's heart "clattered" a ring, inexplicably some can't adapt to this feeling, lip flap moved, instant don't know what to say.

As she thought about what to say to break the strange silence, Fu chin Heng raised his eyebrow and laughed, put his arm on the window and supported his jaw: "back, have you had dinner?"

"Not yet... Han Han's stuff..."

"Get in first."

"What to do?"

"Eat first, I haven't eaten yet. I've been waiting for you here for an hour or two and I'm hungry. When I just came here, I noticed that there is a hot pot shop diagonally opposite your community. It looks good. Go and have a try! And this weather is also suitable for eating hot pot, warm body

Song Zian pursed her lips. When she hesitated, Fu Jinheng continued: "if I remember correctly, officer song should still owe me two meals! It's not easy to have time today. Does officer song still want to shirk? "

"Get in the car! I've been waiting for this meal for more than half a month. " Fu Jinheng and her fierce eyes looked at each other, and there was a deep smile in her eyes.

Song Jingan was dumb. After a pause of two seconds, she turned around the back of the car, reached out to the front passenger compartment, opened the door and sat in.

The neighborhood is not very far away from the hotpot shop that Fu Jinheng said. It's only two roads away. It's about ten minutes' walk and a few minutes' drive.

When they got to the hot pot shop, they sat down. Song ordered the food, looked at the man sitting opposite, and asked, "I haven't seen Han Han for several days. How's Han Han?"

"She's back in country y."

"Back to country y?" Song Jingan opened her eyes wide, and her pretty face was extremely surprised: "when did it happen? I haven't heard her talk to me either

"Jin Yishuo has been arrested" well, OK. " Fu Jin Heng glanced at her and nodded with a smile.

After returning to the downstairs of song's apartment, song untied the safety line and said, "you can take the elevator directly later! My car is still there. I'll go and park it in the garage first. "

"Good." Fu Jinheng put out the car, watched her get into her car from the rearview mirror, drove the car to the underground parking garage, and when it disappeared in his view, he pushed open the door and walked down, crossed the road and directly entered the floor where song Jingan lived.

When Fu Jinheng got to the floor, song Jingan had not come up yet, so he waited at the door for a meeting. About two minutes later, the elevator on the other side opened. Song Jingan came out from inside, took out the key from his bag, and looked at him in the air for a few seconds. Then he moved away silently. He went to the door, opened the door, opened his side, and didn't look at him, Just looking inside the room, he said in a cold voice, "please come in."

Walking to the entrance, Fu Jinheng looks at the neatly placed shoes at the door, turns his head and looks at Song Jingan behind him. Song Jingan seems to see a trace of him. She bends over to open the door of the shoe cabinet, takes out a pair of men's slippers from inside, and explains, "didn't Qixun live here some time ago? He'll stay. Try it and see if you can wear it

Listening to her explanation, Fu Jinheng picked an eyebrow, took off his shoes and put on the cotton slippers, which were just right: "OK."

But presumably, Tao's height and body shape are similar to his, and the size of his shoes should be similar.

After entering the room, song Jingan put her bag in the storage compartment on the top of the shoe cabinet and went to ask, "tea or coffee?"

"All right, I don't choose." Fu Jinheng smiles at her, goes to the sofa in the living room, sits down, and puts his papers on the table.

Song Jingan didn't say much. She turned to the kitchen and made him a cup of tea. Then she brought it to him and looked at his eyes. She said in a low voice: "it's bad for the stomach to drink coffee after eating hot pot."

"Well." Fu Jinheng took the cup of tea with a smile and put it on the table.

"I'll get the computer." With that, song went back to her room, took out the silver laptop, put it on the coffee table, knelt down on the white carpet, copied the information again, opened it again, and began to type the file again on the computer.

"Well, you see, is it necessary to indicate here? Although there were no previous prisoners, Wang was a minor. What do you think? " Song Jingan's eyes went back and forth on the original archives and the computer screen, but she didn't go to see Fu Jinheng. She just said while reading it.

Fu Jinheng leaned over and looked at the place where she pointed to the original document. He thought about it for a while and gave serious advice: "let's make it clear! In addition, this place needs to be rewritten. The language should not be too radical, otherwise it will be unfair. "

Song Jingan nodded and accepted his request. In the process of typing, Fu Jinheng did not leave. She still held one hand on the desk and leaned over to watch her typing. From the side, it seemed that she was surrounded by him. His forehead was on the top of her head. On the whole, he looked very charming, just like an ordinary couple.

At first, song Jingan was typing carefully, thinking about the details of the whole case, but she didn't pay attention to the details. Fu Jinheng didn't care about them at first. But after watching her typing a few paragraphs, Fu Jinheng accidentally smelled a very nice smell of hair. Her eyes drooped slightly, and then she noticed her behavior. She picked her eyebrows, but she didn't mean to stay on the table, Still keep that action, the corner of the mouth slightly raised, hook up to wipe extremely attractive arc.

"Oh, yes..." Song Jingan suddenly thought of it and looked up. A handsome face suddenly came into her eyes. Her heart stopped in a flash. She was flustered and subconsciously wanted to lean back. But she was facing the coffee table. If she turned sideways, there would be nothing behind her. If she was caught off guard, she would lose her focus and fall back.

At the moment of falling down, song Jin'an's face was obviously frightened, which seemed to be an instinctive reaction. In the panic, she raised her hand consciousness and seized Fu Jin Heng's clothes.

Originally, Fu Jinheng subconsciously wanted to pick her up, but she never thought that she would suddenly grab her clothes, which made him lose his center of gravity. His hand on the table also slipped away, and he leaned forward.

At the moment when he fell down, Fu Jinheng quickly supported himself on the ground with his hands in order to avoid pressing song Jingan. Fu Jinheng was also in a cold sweat, but when he saw the shocked pretty face in his arms, he couldn't help laughing: "are you ok? Where did you fall? "

Song Xian'an was stunned. When she met his deep ink pupil, she was in a trance and shook her head: "no... it's OK."

"It's OK."

"You... Can you start first?"

"You pulled me down."

"I..." Song Jingan was dumb and tried to find a reason: "that's not because you are so close. I subconsciously yearn for it. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pull you. It's just instinctive..." Speaking of the back, song didn't know how to go on. She just let him go and didn't argue with him. She decided not to open her face and apologized.

Fu Jinheng chuckled. He turned aside and sat on the carpet with his arms on his knees

Song also quickly climbed up from the ground and sat up, raised her hand to touch her neck, feeling very embarrassed.

"What were you just going to say to me?" Fu Jinheng looked at her shameless expression and broke the silence with a smile.

"I'm going to change the document again. It won't be good for a while. Why don't you go to qinghanhan first! Since Han Han left, I haven't touched anything she put in her room, and things like toiletries are also put in the bathroom. " Song Jin'an listens to the words, then astringes the unnatural of the fundus of the eye, makes effort to make oneself calm down, calmly talks with him.

Fu Jinheng nodded and stood up from the ground: "OK, you change it. I'll go to pick up Hanhan's things."

"Well."

Fu Jinheng walked to the guest room where Fu qihan had lived before, and he knew her clothes, because during the time when she came back, she was wearing those clothes back and forth. It was hard to hear, and he could recognize them when they were burnt to ashes.

After throwing the two sets of clothes into the box, Fu Jinheng looked around again, pulled the suitcase out, went to the bathroom door, picked up the purple skin care products and put them into the box one by one.

When he comes out of the room, Yu Guang of song Jin'an subconsciously follows Fu Jin Heng's figure and looks at the past, but he quickly takes it back, staring at the computer and typing carefully.

I always feel that after such a scene, I still feel a little embarrassed. Even the atmosphere has changed slightly.

Soon, Fu Jinheng packed all Fu qihan's things and walked to the living room with a suitcase: "all the things have been packed up. You should be busy first! I'll go back first. I'll see you tomorrow. Besides, thank you for dinner today. "