Can You Love Me?

Jane Sawakawa seems to have fallen asleep, breathing smoothly, and Xin Ai turned to look at the white days outside, looking forward to the arrival of dawn, and fearing that dawn will come.

Even if I have been resting for a few hours, I still feel tired and do not want to move, but her mind is just the opposite, sober.

She didn't dare to close her eyes. As soon as she closed, Zhao Tiande's face appeared in front of her eyes.

I want to contact Li An and I don’t dare.

I don't know if he is at the police station now, I don't know if the police will find her.

Perhaps when the day is bright, a policeman will come to her and take her away.

From the departure of Shunxiang Hotel last night to the present Xin Ai’s mind has always been chaotic, but she can still be so calm in front of Jian Zechuan, pretending to sell, and to please him, as if nothing happened, even her It is a miracle that I feel that I can hold it down.

She felt like a little devil in her heart, supporting her again and again, getting through the storm, and pulling her into the deeper **** again and again.

Xin Ai licked her lower lip, how fearful her heart was, and how much hate it was.

Zhao Tiande is her last clue, and now she is broken, so she died in front of her without warning.

The murderer hidden behind him, who is it, how would he know that Zhao Tiande wants to meet her at Shunde Hotel, how can she expect that she will go to open wine?

Zhao Tiande is still not dead. People call the police. They can control the time so accurately. They must be familiar with the situation in the room.

Xin Ai couldn't help but suspected that Li Anhe was, but he didn't think about it. If it was Li Anhe, she was already caught now. Isn't the other party wanting to frame her as a murderer?

If the other party did not succeed this time, would there be other actions in the future?

The biting coolness rose from the soles of the feet, and quickly spread all over the body. Xin Ai shivered and leaned closer to Jane Zechuan’s arms.

The only road ahead is broken, what should I do next?

The hand hidden behind the back must be very powerful in Ming, she, can I fight?

Xin Ai suddenly remembered one thing in his mind, his body was fiercely stiff, and this is still the power of people. Can he be more than Jian Zechuan?

Reminiscent of many clues involved in Jane Zechuan before, Xin Ai could not help but have a thought in his mind, Zhao Tiande’s death last night.

She didn't dare to continue thinking about it. It felt like a warm embrace, and it instantly became cold.

Xin Ai’s body was shaking, but his heart became clearer.

Regardless of whether she has a relationship with Jane Sawa, she must make her relationship with him more stable and firm.

If it is not the best for him, as long as he is with him, as long as he can get his protection, few people can move her.

With the name of Jane Sanye, dare to move her, I have to think about Jane Sawa.

If she has a relationship with Jane Sawa, she will get closer and closer to the truth.

Realizing this, Xin Ai couldn't sleep anymore. The first sun shone into the window and landed on her face. She reached out and tried to catch the sun, but the light was drilled from her fingers.

Xin Ai smiled, what did she think, and thought she had the chance to get close to the sun?

From Jianzechuan's arms, Xin Ai was very uncomfortable. Taking a step, it seemed to be on the tip of the knife. In just a few steps, the forehead had already sweated. Xin Ai took a breath, bite his teeth and continued to walk.

At 7 o'clock, the morning sun in the summer is full of rooms.

Jane Zechuan opened her eyes and there was no one around. He reached out and touched the place where Xin Ai had been lying. It was already cold.

It can be so early, it seems that last night, it seems that last night was still light.

Jane Zechuan did not get up slowly, and the sun fell on his body, like a reflection on the jade, a layer of cold light.

Taking a shower downstairs and walking on the stairs, Jane Sawagawa smelled the smell of food from the kitchen.

His footsteps paused, and his heart was slightly surprised. Xin Ai got up so early, just to make breakfast.

He suddenly remembered that she would send photos to Jane's mobile phone every morning and evening.

Somehow, my heart feels weird. Does she know the phone of Jane IV in his hand?

Xin Ai came out with a good porridge, and when he saw Jane Zechuan, his face was immediately full of smiles. "Three Lords, got up."

"Yeah." Jane Zechuan walked down.

Xin Ai put down the porridge and rubbed his hands on the apron twice. "Are you going to do this?"

Jane Sawa nodded.

Xin Ai moved in a small step and pulled his arm: "I have breakfast and then go well? My little millet porridge, you taste it? I don't eat breakfast in the morning, it hurts the stomach."

"I still steamed the buns and fried the egg cakes. I had just eaten the marinated radish last week. It is crunchy and the porridge is especially delicious."

Jane Zechuan was speechless, his face was expressionless, his eyes were cool, he woke up in the morning, and the fiery and fierce last night, it was like two people.

Xin Ai was bold and gently glared at him in the direction of the table: "Just take a bite, if you don't eat well, do you go again?"

Jane Sawakawa swept through the hands of Xin Ai. Her hands were very fleshy, and there was a little flour on her nails. She had already come back to her sleeves.

According to his temper, he should be very annoying to push Xin Ai at this moment, and then go upstairs and take a bath to change clothes.

However, he thought so in his heart, but the body did not do this.

Xin Ai’s hand is not tight, as long as Jane Zechuan’s hand is light, he can break free.

She walked very slowly, and her strength was not great. She took Jane Zechuan and moved to the dinner table a little.

"Sanye, you sit."

But this time, Jane Zechuan did not cooperate. He looked at her indifferently, and it was so cold and eager.

Xin Ai Sheng had a bowl of millet porridge and held it in front of him: "You taste it, I used a casserole, and after it rolled, the fire broke for a long time, very good."

For her enthusiasm, Jane Zechuan did not accept it, her eyes faintly swept through the bowl of millet porridge with a faint scent of smoke, and the eyelashes did not move.

Xin Ai bites her lip, it doesn't matter, she doesn't have the opportunity to create an opportunity. It is impossible to make it. She is never afraid of Jane Zechuan's refusal. She is holding the table and the ninja is not standing on the chair, so she is taller than Jane Sawa.

She is, now, no worse than a female warrior, she admire herself.

Xin Ai, this porridge is very good, sticky and soft, she added lily in it, the fragrance is overflowing, a spoonful with a spoon, gently blowing, and then sent to his mouth, softly: "Taste One bite, just one bite, you have to feel bad, I have done it again, okay?"

Xin Ai is trying to seduce, like a sly, picky baby.

Jane Sawakawa felt that the heart seemed to have something to arch, and she looked forward to seeing herself with a smile, soft lips, like a gentle wife.

Such a woman, he actually feels very good.

Maybe because the porridge in the spoon has been drilled into the nose, maybe it was too much physical exertion last night, probably it was really hungry, Jane Zechuan's thin lips opened slightly.

Xin Ai is overjoyed, catching up with the compact, feeding the porridge in the spoon.

"Sanye, hot is not hot, delicious? Is it OK?"