At night, Shen Qingshuang rarely wore a sleeveless knee-length red skirt and put on light makeup. After all, she didn't mind having some other developments with the person she was interested in.

She stood in front of the mirror and looked at it for a long time, and was very satisfied. The original owner was good-looking, but had a conservative personality, and most of her clothes were simple and ordinary styles. She rummaged through the entire wardrobe before finding this red dress.

Wearing a pair of seven-centimeter stiletto high heels, we arrived belatedly. The high heels hit the ground and made a crisp sound of "ta da da da", which was particularly pleasant in the quiet community.

When I walked out of the community, I immediately saw the man sitting on the engine of a sports car not far away, with his long and straight legs supported on the ground, gold-rimmed glasses hanging on his face, and there was no look of impatience on his face.

Shen Qingshuang approached him, her red lips slightly curved: "Sorry, I'm late."

Lin Qiushi looked up at her, with a hint of amazement flashing in her eyes hidden behind her glasses. The red short skirt wrapped her figure inside, revealing a pair of straight white thighs. The slender high heels stretched the curve of her slender calves, matching the white skirt.

It was completely different from the rigid and tightly wrapped image I saw in the day.

Her skin was fair and tender with red lining, and the red and white colors made him have an idea in his mind.

Red really suits her.

I couldn't help imagining that situation in my mind, and suddenly my mouth felt dry, and I couldn't help but lick my lips with the tip of my tongue.

Seeing in Shen Qingshuang's eyes that he seemed a little impatient, she secretly smiled inwardly: Sure enough, men are all thinking animals with their lower bodies, but they were dressed more sexy to show such an expression. Coupled with his ascetic look

, there is actually a strange harmony, which is really heart-warming.

In the car, Shen Qingshuang took the initiative to chat: "How long has Mr. Lin been practicing forensic medicine?"

"Five years."

Next to him, Lin Qiushi's voice sounded a little cold. The impatience he had for the first second had been suppressed by him, and he returned to his meticulous appearance. Shen Qingshuang curled her lips, not knowing how to continue.

Lin Qiushi didn't seem to have any intention of chatting with her, and just drove the car quietly. Shen Qingshuang could only look out the window in boredom. As an excellent woman, even if she was interested in a man, she would never do anything like that.

It's something that lowers one's status.

Use your own temperament to attract men's attention and make them chase you. After all, men are cheap, so you can't be too nice to him.

Just as she watched the sky outside getting darker and darker, and the street lights gradually becoming sparse, Shen Qingshuang realized that Lin Qiushi's car was driving further and further away from the bustling streets of the city.

She raised her eyebrows: "Where are Mr. Lin taking me?"

"Why, Miss Shen is scared?" Lin Qiushi said.

"How could it be? I won't be afraid anywhere with a handsome guy like you." Shen Qingshuang looked at him with a sweet smile.

Lin Qiushi glanced at her sideways, her thin lips parted slightly: "Miss Shen looks much different from that day at the police station."

Shen Qingshuang turned her head and leaned on the seat, with an unclear look on her face, and spoke softly, her voice seemed to be a little choked: "Mr. Lin is laughing at me for not being able to recognize people? He is a scumbag, do I still have to defend myself for him?"

"You're right. It'll be great if Miss Shen can come out." He glanced at the sad-looking woman next to him and thought to himself, what a little liar.

If he hadn't fought her twice, he would have been deceived. However, such smart people are more interesting.

The surrounding air suddenly became colder, and Shen Qingshuang rubbed the goosebumps that suddenly appeared on her arms.

He reached out to turn off the air conditioner in the car. As soon as he took his hand back, the system sounded a beep.

[Target character’s love value +5. Current love value: 5]

Shen Qingshuang wondered for a moment, what was going on with this sudden love value? Could it be that the target person suddenly thought of her when he had nothing to do?

Lin Qiushi's black SUV stopped at a winery. Shen Qingshuang got out of the car with him and was speechless looking at the huge winery in front of her. She thought she was going to a bar.

In such a messy place like a bar, maybe you can take the opportunity to eat some tofu, Shen Qingshuang felt it was a pity.

Lin Qiushi noticed her emotions, but said nothing and led the people in.

An old man wearing a white satin Tang suit came up to him: "Qiu Shi, long time no see."

Lin Qiushi nodded: "Take out the bottle of wine I saved last time."

The old man saw the beautiful woman following him and laughed heartily: "It seems that you have met the person you want."

Lin Qiushi's pale eyes hidden under her glasses dimmed and she said nothing.

"You like me very much?" Shen Qingshuang heard the old man's words, and her slender fingers floated on his chest. She didn't touch it, but it brought an inexplicable itch.

Lin Qiushi curved her lips slightly, held her erratic fingers, and rubbed them gently. Just when Shen Qingshuang thought he would do something and leaned slightly in his arms, he let go of Shen Qingshuang's hand.

He ducked in and walked in.

Shen Qingshuang staggered and almost lost her balance. Looking at Lin Qiushi's back, she felt even more amused. She liked men who had challenges, but what she never expected was.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a man in a black suit sitting on a brown leather sofa, slowly wiping his fingers with a white handkerchief.

It was the one that grabbed her hand just now, and each one was rubbed carefully and conscientiously, which was a bit pleasing to the eye.

I wiped it too carefully, as if it was stained with something dirty. However, when the dirty thing seems to be myself, the taste is not pleasant.

Lin Qiushi noticed his gaze, threw the handkerchief into the trash can, and said without apology: "Sorry, I have mysophobia, and all doctors have this problem."

"It's okay, but it's rare to see people carrying handkerchiefs with them." Shen Qingshuang sat on the single sofa opposite him indifferently, deliberately keeping the distance away.

"Because I always feel that things like paper towels are not very clean." Lin Qiushi answered with a smile, as if he didn't notice her deliberate distance.

"..." Shen Qingshuang couldn't help but complain, then if you don't use paper in the toilet, won't your handkerchief be touched by others?

"This handkerchief has been sterilized at high temperature." Lin Qiushi said suddenly.

Shen Qingshuang was stunned, and once again made sure that she did not show any strange expression just now, how could this person suddenly say this.

"Here, I'm very smart." Lin Qiushi pointed at his head with his slender fingers, and his thin, pale lips opened and closed, looking a little alluring.

Shen Qingshuang understood that she was being looked down upon, and immediately responded with a smile: "I don't know whether Mr. Lin is smart or not, but I feel Mr. Lin's arrogance."

"Wrong, this is called self-confidence. Forensic doctors are like this. They must always believe in themselves, so that the corpse will believe me and tell me what I want to know." Lin Qiushi was not angry because of her words, but said in a good temper.

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Chapter completed!