Chapter 31

Su Tong thinks she is not a person who pays special attention to face, especially as an investigative reporter. In some cases, she will inevitably have to pay the price of missing the truth. So basically, no matter in any occasion, Su Tong can adjust her temperament as quickly as possible and integrate into the surrounding environment. If necessary, she can also quickly establish friendly relations with strangers in a short time to deal with most emergencies.

But even with her psychological qualities, she still couldn't muster up the courage to take a look at the man who was always walking with her long legs and following her slowly while walking away from the airport.

After enduring the amazing eyes all the way, Su Tong finally walked out of the airport.

She pulled the man beside her into the taxi as fast as possible. Wen Jing was behind her, and she took the initiative to get into the passenger seat.

The car door was closed, and the taxi driver was stunned for two seconds before he took his eyes back from the man in the rearview mirror.

Su Tong reported the destination, started the car and drove out.

A few minutes later, Su Tong finally couldn't help it.

Her eyes drifted from the landscape animation outside the car window, followed her body for half a circle, and finally landed on the man in the back seat.

Wen Jing was probably a little tired. At this time, he was supporting his forehead with one hand, leaning on the handrail of the car door with his elbow, and resting with his eyes closed. Even Su Tong's turn seemed to have not awakened him.

The narrow and long eyeliner still pressed against the fine eyelashes, leaving a faint gloom on the porcelain-white skin. Even with eyes closed, the high nose line connected to the sharp eyebrows and the eye sockets were deep, and the mixed-blood beauty was enough to be fully revealed on this face.

To be precise...it's half a face.

Su Tong turned her eyes helplessly and landed on the mask that covered most of the man's fair face.

——Yes, it’s still light pink.

Thinking of this man who is 1.87 meters tall and long legs, wearing a light pink mask and swaying across the market without changing his face. Su Tong felt that he had really discovered an excellent "informer" seedling. At least this psychological quality is not mentioned, and even if he wears a mask of this color...

Su Tong's gaze fell back, and as the man's jaw was still clearly swept across, she frowned lightly.

——It actually made her feel very comfortable?

It doesn't matter if she thinks it looks good. Her aesthetic taste is always popular, but if it can make her mentally "comfortable"... this is not a good sign.

As if she had thought of something, Su Tong's eyes darkened and she turned back.

“…Is it good-looking?”

The mute laughter suddenly shook the air in the car.

Su Tong stopped, she looked up, and the man shook his eyelashes at this time, and his deep blue pupils met hers.

Perhaps the sunlight falling outside the window was just right, and those eyes looked deep and shallow and mottled. When I looked at it with concentration, I was so gentle.

Su Tong suddenly felt a little astringent between her lips, and she pursed her lower lip, "I want to remind you that you can take off the mask."

"Oh," the man said perfunctorily without any sincerity, with more and more smiles in his eyes, "So that's the case. If you don't say anything, I thought you were going to eat me."

Su Tong: "Have you always talked to girls like this?"

"Well, because I only talk to one girl."

Su Tong: "..."

She found that except for the first time meeting, she handcuffed the person to the head of the bed and took advantage of favorable conditions... she seemed to have never found any way to deal with this person.

Su Tong pinched her eyebrows and decided to give up on this topic.

"Do you have any place to stay in the country or have any familiar relatives and friends?"

"No."

The answer was too neat, which made Su Tong look at Wen Jing unexpectedly. She thought that based on the name and name of this person, he should have the blood of Country C.

It seemed that he felt the question in Su Tong's heart. Wen Jing pulled the corner of his lips, "I do have the blood of Country C."

"That……"

"But I'm an illegitimate child."

Su Tong was stunned, but the man in her sight turned his head and looked out of the car window. His eyes slowly stroked the unfamiliar sky and earth.

After two seconds, Su Tong heard him sneer.

"I never have a place to stay here," he smiled coldly, "no friends, and no relatives."

“…”

Su Tong took a light breath.

This originally narrow carriage seemed to be more cramped because of the man's words. Just when she was at a loss as to how to interface, the person in the back seat suddenly laughed.

"You won't take it seriously, are you?"

Su Tong was confused, she looked up at the man and blinked slowly.

Wen Jing had turned back at this time, his eyes were smiling, "I lied to you."

Su Tong: "?"

Facing the pair of rounded apricot kernel eyes, Wen Jing couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth, and he laughed softly, "I do have a relative in China, but I am just a junior."

Su Tong, who was deceived again, looked at him expressionlessly, "Senior?"

"Yeah," Wen Jing's eyes flashed, "My nephew."

Su Tong: "...your nephew?"

She looked up and down the person, including a light white T-shirt, a light blue denim, and the light pink mask. Since the casino, this person will always look like he is about twenty years old or even underage. The sun is so sunny that Su Tong has never seen his dark clothes appear on him.

——In this way, can he reach the age of having a nephew?

"How old are you?"

"you guess."

"..." Su Tong hesitated for a while, "Twenty-two?"

Wen Jing nodded seriously.

Su Tong was a little surprised, "Then you should call me sister--"

Wen Jing changed his words: "Five years ago, it was indeed twenty-two."

Su Tong: "..."

"Call brother."

Su Tong resisted the urge to roll his eyes and turned back.

After a while, she asked again: "So you are going to join your nephew who is theoretically under ten years old?"

"Don't talk nonsense," Wen Jing laughed, "He is already past the legal age for marriage."

Su Tong in the front row became more silent. The more the conversation continued, the more she felt that the other party despised her IQ.

"This is really not lying to you," Wen Jing leaned back on the back of the chair, staring out the window with a lazy look, "but he probably doesn't want to see me."

"Why?"

The reporter's natural curiosity made Su Tong unable to help but turn around and bite the bait tentatively.

Wen Jing didn't look back this time, "It was probably a few years ago, and for a while, he... was addicted to cat sex and couldn't extricate himself."

Su Tong: "——?"

She has heard of being addicted to female porn and being addicted to cat petting. What is being addicted to cat porn?

Wen Jing turned his head, "Later, I forced him to release the cat."

Su Tong frowned, "Then you are not a friendly elder, and for cats, that's called abandonment, not release."

“That cat is different.

It was good for them to release animals at that time."

Wen Jing turned back to her gaze and looked at each other for two seconds. Su Tong saw the man lower his eyes, but his thin lips curled up.

"But I do regret it."

"Why?"

The man sighed with a smile, "Because I used to think that standing on the gambling table and putting down the chips should be to win the profits.

You shouldn't do anything that is useless."

After hearing this, Su Tong looked a little mocking, "Don't you think so now?"

"I still think so," Wen Jing raised his hand and stroked his eyebrows, smiling a little helplessly, "It's just that after meeting my one, I realized that there are some things that cannot be judged by whether it is beneficial or not."

He raised his eyes and looked at Su Tong with a clear look—

"I can't even wait to measure it, so I have already put myself on the gambling table."

“…”

These words and eyes were a little unbearable for Su Tong.

She avoided looking at each other and deliberately changed the point, "So your cat was also lost by you?"

"Well, I'm lost," the man smiled dumbly, and he looked at the girl's back with his eyes in his eyes, "But I'll get it back."

——I have to find myself on the table, of course I have to find it back.
To be continued...