This ultimate sex/love didn't end until the moon was high in the sky.

When Song Qingyou woke up, she found that it was only eight o'clock in the evening. She rolled out of bed and changed into a dark cheongsam under the cold light of the bathroom.

Her skin is as smooth as snow and her figure is enchanting.

The most stunning thing is those eyes, which are so captivating.

The cell phone was casually placed on the dressing table and turned on speakerphone.

"Song Qingyou!" The other party's voice sounded like gritted teeth.

Song Qingyou's slender jade fingers lightly swept across the row of lipsticks, and with a light tap of her fingertips, she picked out an elegant pink one.

In a light tone: "Who are you?"

Luo Mingyu looked ugly, and his voice was obviously angry: "What are you pretending to be? You killed my brother! You are so cruel. Why did our Luo family have such a white-eyed wolf who repays kindness with revenge!"

Song Qingyou had indeed forgotten such a famous person. When she mentioned Song Yuan, she suddenly remembered that he had a younger brother named Luo Mingyu.

He has rarely appeared in public. A few years ago, he committed a crime at home and took the money given by Song Yuan to escape abroad.

"Yes, our Luo family is not very kind to you, but so what? Didn't we give you food or clothes? Didn't it just take a few beatings? And we didn't kill you? You actually did it

Find someone to kill my brother in prison! You are the only one who believes this nonsense when you start a riot in prison! Are you right? You are the one who killed your father!"

Song Qingyou listened quietly to the other party's scolding.

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She covered her lips and coughed a few times, narrowed her eyes slightly, and said in a cold voice: "You said Song Yuan is dead?"

Luo Mingyu's voice was cold: "Stop pretending, Song Qingyou, who else is there besides you? Oh, by the way, there is also your loyal dog!"

Luo Mingyu shuddered when he thought of Fu Wenzhou. This mad dog always did whatever he wanted, so he might have done it.

When he received a call from the prison last night, he flew back from abroad overnight. He was told that the bodies were dumped in mass graves. He led people to search for a whole day. There were unclaimed skeletons everywhere.

, where can I find traces of his brother, and there are wild dogs everywhere in that area, and he must have been eaten by wild dogs long ago.

It was only after Luo Mingyu went to the Song family that he learned everything that happened in the capital.

He never dreamed that the usually gentle and quiet girl could be so handy when it came to ruthlessness, and could kill with one move.

Song Qingyou's tone was displeased: "Song Yuan's matter has nothing to do with me, and it has nothing to do with Fu Wenzhou. If you continue to bark, I don't mind letting you end up like Song Yuan."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Mingyu cursed in a low voice, with nowhere to vent his anger.

Song Qingyou put down her cell phone and went downstairs to find Fu Wenzhou.

I searched around but couldn't find him in the living room, and finally found him in the study.

Fu Wenzhou was on the phone. When he saw Song Qingyou coming in, he walked forward and picked her up, then walked to a chair and sat down, putting her on his lap.

This is a pose he likes very much recently.

The feeling of face to face and skin touching fascinated him.

"Hang up first." Fu Wenzhou said lazily toward the phone, then hung up the phone, leaned over and kissed Song Qingyou: "Why don't you sleep more?"

Song Qingyou raised her eyelids slightly and looked up at the man in front of her.

As if he said accidentally: "Song Yuan seems to be dead."

Fu Wenzhou's expression was casual, his long white fingers gently pinched Song Qingyou's waistline, lingering on the waist, his thin lips lightly pursed, and he spoke slowly.

"Really? He actually died? That's really unlucky."

"What's the unlucky thing?" Song Qingyou asked with squinted eyes.

Fu Wenzhou rolled his eyes lazily: "The time of death was not coincidental. It was a pity that I didn't catch up with a good and auspicious day."

Song Qingyou: "..."

This was the first time she heard that she had to choose a good life even when she died.

After thinking about it, she asked: "Does Song Yuan's matter have anything to do with you?"

Fu Wenzhou stopped moving his hands for a moment, and his tone sounded quite unexpected: "What does it have to do with me? What did you say, Youyou?"

Song Qingyou was startled when he heard this. His expression didn't look like he was lying. Then why did Song Yuan die suddenly?

Who else could have done it besides Fu Wenzhou?

She looked at Fu Wenzhou and told Fu Wenzhou what she heard from Luo Mingyu about the tragic death of Song Yuan.

After speaking, carefully observe Fu Wenzhou's expression.

The man looked calm, as if he really didn't know anything. After hearing her bloody words, he just frowned slightly.

"It's too cruel. My sister should avoid listening to these things in the future. It's not very friendly to the ears."

Song Qingyou was really confused this time: "It's really not you?"

Based on her understanding of Fu Wenzhou, it seemed like he had done this.

It's not that she wants to blame him. Disguising Song Yuan's death as a prison riot won't cause any trouble, and no one will pursue it.

It's just that she doesn't want his hands to be stained with blood.

Song Yuan's death was not a pity, but there was no need for Fu Wenzhou to sink because of such a person.

Fu Wenzhou looked serious, his dark eyes locked directly on Song Qingyou.

Song Qingyou seemed to see something in those eyes - hurt?

Before she could think about it, Fu Wenzhou spoke sadly, his deep voice as if it had been wet by rain: "Sister, I believe in Buddhism and do not kill."

When Song Qingyou heard him say that she believed in Buddhism, she suddenly remembered that when she was unconscious, the man went to the barren mountains to find gods and Buddhas for her, and her heart suddenly felt soft.

Looking at Fu Wenzhou's injured eyes, she felt guilty: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't doubt you. It's just that when Luo Mingyu told me that Song Yuan died in a prison riot, I thought it was a bit strange... Forget it, it's not you.

Just be good, be good."

She reached out and rubbed Fu Wenzhou's hair pit, as if petting a dog, her movements were doting.

Fu Wenzhou put his chin on Song Qingyou's shoulder, took a deep breath of her breath, and was so excited: "Well, if Song Yuan dies, then he will die. It has nothing to do with us."

Song Qingyou: "That's true, but it seems that the body has not been found."

Fu Wenzhou hummed: "Of course they can't be found. There are so many wild dogs in the mass graves..."

"Fu Wenzhou!" Song Qingyou stood up from him and shouted angrily: "How dare you say it's not you? I never mentioned the matter of Song Yuan's body being dumped in a mass grave from the beginning to the end! I only mentioned the prison.

Riot, how did you know that he was thrown into a mass grave and eaten by wild dogs? You lied to me, right?"

Dumbfounded Fu Wenzhou: "..."

There are many routines in the city, so he wants to return to the countryside.

Fu Wenzhou felt guilty and did not dare to look at her. He laughed dryly and said, "You said it..."

Song Qingyou sneered: "I didn't say."

"You said it." Fu Wenzhou affirmed.

Song Qingyou pinched her waist with one hand and pointed at him with the other: "Say one more thing!"

Fu Wenli was immediately frightened. The calmness he had pretended to be no longer existed. He hugged Song Qingyou's waist and raised his eyes to look at her: "I was wrong, Youyou. I saw the surveillance video of you meeting him in the prison."

, he said that to you, and I was very angry, so..."

He did not dare to say any more. It would be futile to explain after the matter was done. Fu Wenzhou could only hope that Song Qingyou would not be angry, or become less angry.

Too much anger is not good for her health.

He hid it from her because he was afraid that she would be angry, but Song Yuan had to die. Even if Fu Wenzhou was given another chance, he would still choose to kill Song Yuan.
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