bright moon goes west

Heng'e hung up the phone.

Seeing him, Chen Xi put down the newspaper in his hand, walked to the sofa, put an arm affectionately on Heng'e's shoulder, and asked softly, "Who is looking for you?"

Heng'e leaned back habitually, leaning against the man's warm chest, her delicate and soft tone showed a sense of carelessness.

"It's Chen Yao. Her sister-in-law, Cheng Yue, is in the hospital. She is Tang Ping's wife. She told Chen Yao the news she overheard, saying that the Tang family wanted to kill people to silence them."

Heng'e tilted her head, blinked her soft wavy eyes, slightly hooked her red lips, and said with a half-smile: "It seems that the Tang family is well aware of what they have done to their son, the southern government, There is a lot of entanglement with the Tang family."

"You don't need to worry about these things." Chen Xi held Heng'e halfway in his arms, and took a bite of incense on her smooth-soft as creamy face.After finishing speaking, he realized that something was wrong, and his handsome eyes froze with a slight smile: "How do you know that Tang Ping is from the southern government?"

The man's voice was close to Heng'e's ear, low and deep, and it sounded particularly hoarse and attractive.

Heng'e's somewhat cold earlobes instantly warmed up.Her fair and translucent face couldn't help being dyed with a pink glow, her delicate eyebrows and eyes were as gorgeous and rich as maple red, and her jet-black and moist eyes looked softly at Chen Xi, shining brightly, as if full of starlight. People are shocked.

"I guessed it." Heng'e's sweet voice was like honey, and there was a hint of sly look on her beautiful face.

Chen Xi's hands on her shoulders were clasped tightly, and she turned slightly sideways.

The tall figure instantly enveloped Heng'e in an airtight way.

Her red lips moved, and just about to speak, the man's hot lips fell down, and all her unfinished voice was blocked by the man in her throat.

This is in the small living room!There was a trace of astonishment in Heng'e's eyes, and then, he patted the man's chest with both hands.

However, her strength was like tickling a man.Chen Xi didn't take it to heart at all.

As if punishing her for not paying attention, the man took a light bite on her delicate lips like cherry blossoms.Heng'e let out an exclamation, and her hot lips and tongue took advantage of the gap...

In the midst of a whirlwind, Heng'e was already in the arms of a man, and with a "bang", she kicked open the bedroom door.

"Brother Shou, Brother Shou is going to wake up soon." Hang'e grabbed Chen Xi's shirt hem with all her strength, her sweet voice intermittent.

"Little boy, it seems that I haven't done enough to let you think about other things." A hoarse chuckle escaped from Chen Xi's throat, which was extremely sexy.

Heng'e felt dizzy for a while, and the hem of the skirt that spread out like a flower was already messed up and out of shape.Her thin, long eyelashes fluttered like the wings of a butterfly.A face as smooth as fine snow was buried in the bright red brocade quilt, blue hair scattered like a waterfall, covering the pillow, and the red lips were slightly parted, enchanting the soul.

Chen Xi's black eyes were dark, firmly locked on the soft little person on the bed, and even the tip of her heart was scorching hot.He tore off the last button of his shirt and threw the clothes away. The sapphire button rolled feebly on the carpet and stopped.

The big bed with carved railings swayed, and the water-red gauze swayed like waves, covering the room.

Heng'e didn't eat dinner either, and slept until dawn.

When she woke up, the pillow was empty.She got up slowly to wash up, asked someone to bring her son over, teased Brother Shou for a while, and then went downstairs to the restaurant on the first floor.

The strange thing was that the man who was usually invisible in the early morning was sitting on the sofa drinking coffee leisurely. Not only did he not leave, but he also had a strange guest.

Chen Xi was talking to Jiang Han, when a light footstep sounded in his ears, Chen Xi stopped talking immediately, and looked up to the second floor.

After a while, Heng'e's slender and graceful figure appeared at the stairs on the second floor.

Heng'e wore a semi-new goose-yellow long dress today, with a simple V-neck design, and a circle of pearls the size of rice grains on the ruffled skirt. Slender, straight, with slashed shoulders and large breasts, and a thin waist that is too full to hold. It is true that "one part more is too fat, and one part less is too thin".

Goose yellow is very picky, but Heng'e's skin is as fair and translucent as snow and jade. Not only does she look youthful and delicate, but she also seems to be shining.

The cold and hard facial features of Chen Xi's face softened in an instant, his handsome and free-spirited eyebrows suppressed a smile, and his voice was low: "Are you awake?"

Hang'e went downstairs with a brisk pace, and glanced at the clock in the living room, the hour hand just pointed to eight o'clock.

"Have guests?" Hang'e raised her eyebrows and smiled.The clear and bright eyes stayed on the other person on the sofa for a second.

The guest stood up at the right time and bowed to say hello in an extremely gentlemanly way: "Young Marshal Madam."

"Jiang Han." Chen Xi said the man's name.

He stood up without avoiding suspicion, walked directly to Heng'e, stroked his hair with his fingers, and said softly: "This morning, the kitchen made your favorite duck stuffed with glutinous rice, amber walnut flower branch cake, egg yolk crisps and chestnuts." Milk dew. Be hungry, go eat quickly." The last sentence was spoken softly and softly, obviously loving his wife very much.

Jiang Han has never heard such a gentle tone from the young marshal, like the spring breeze turning into rain, every character is full of tenderness, he half-closed his eyes, looking at his nose and nose, and regarded himself as if he didn't exist.

Hang'e bent her lips, and said softly, "Then I'm going to eat, you and Mr. Jiang can talk slowly." After finishing speaking, Heng'e smiled and nodded to Jiang Han.

Jiang Han, who kept his eyes half down, replied a little flattered: "Young Marshal Madam, please go slowly."

When Heng'e went to the restaurant and came back after eating, Chen Xi and Jiang Han were still talking quietly.

Heng'e raised her eyebrows, as if she heard a very familiar name.

She who was planning to go upstairs suddenly stopped, changed direction, and sat down on the edge of the sofa.

Chen Xi stopped talking, grabbed Heng'e's catkin, put it on his knee, and while gently kneading, continued to talk to Jiang Han: "The Tang family has all withdrawn?"

Jiang Han was a little surprised when the young marshal's wife sat on the sofa.When a man talks about business, this is the first time he meets a woman who dares to stay.In particular, this man is still a character who makes the whole of China tremble three times!
Seeing that the young marshal did not shy away from the young marshal's wife at all, Jiang Han was even more surprised.

He had long heard that the young marshal loved his married wife very much. At first, Jiang Han felt that the rumors were exaggerated.He knows better than anyone else who the Young Marshal is, the cold, iron-blooded god of the army, who always treats women as nothing.Now it is deception, seeing is believing.Jiang Han's heart suddenly set off a turbulent sea.

"The ones in the open are gone, but the ones in the dark are still there." Hearing the young marshal's question, Jiang Han didn't dare to think about it any longer, his mind froze, and he said hastily and respectfully.

"Remove the ones in the dark, too. Sharp knives are very vigilant. If you do this, you will only scare the snake." Chen Xiying raised her sword eyebrows, with a serious look on her face, high nose and thin lips, handsome almost deep, eyes sharp as a blade, How hurtful.

Under such coercion, Jiang Han's heart was beating wildly, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. He nervously replied: "Yes!"

"Sharp knife?" Heng'e heard this code name for the first time. Her slender, white and tender fingers scratched Chen Xi's palm, and her curved bright eyes were full of curiosity. Their eyes were clear and flawless, and they were so beautiful that they were enchanting: " Who is the sharp knife?"

This little girl is playing tricks on herself again.Although Chen Xi complained about Heng'e's tried and tested trick in his heart, at the same time he felt that it was very useful.

He raised his eyebrows, looked at his wife who was obediently sticking to his side with a smile, and answered in a good mood: "Have you heard of the thousand-faced silver fox? President Cheng's number one general is also Shaoling's formidable enemy."

"He was responsible for the assassination of you this time?" The faint smile on Heng'e's red lips gradually faded away, she always had the most sensitive sense of conspiracy.

"It should be." Chen Xi's deep black eyes narrowed, and the bottomless eyes had a flash of ruthlessness.

"Have you found out his identity?" Hang'e clenched her fingers suddenly, and Chen Xi's palm was slightly itchy when her long nails scraped.

Chen Xi lowered her gaze, looking at Heng'e's face as smooth as fat, with green temples and black eyebrows, lips like red dandelion, truly glamorous and indescribable.Her curly, thick eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her face, and the expression on her face was as cold as snow at this moment, with a cold light like the edge of a sword.

"Don't be angry, am I okay?" Chen Xi understood the worries and fears that were well concealed in Heng'e's eyes, and couldn't help but patted his wife's fragrant shoulders comfortingly, and said gently.

"If there is something to do, it will be too late." Heng'e's clear and beautiful voice lost its usual sweetness and softness, but became as cold as ice, and the chill in her words was almost bone-piercing.

Jiang Han couldn't help feeling a slight chill on his back.His intuition told him that this fairy-like young handsome wife was not simple.

"Stop talking to me. Do you have doubts about the identity of the sharp knife?" Just like Chen Xi can read her eyes, Heng'e can easily judge what is in her husband's heart at the moment through Chen Xi's subtle movements. idea.

"It is true that there is such a suspicion." Chen Xi didn't want to hide it from Heng'e either.

"Jiang Han, tell me about the results of your investigation in the past few days." Chen Xi suddenly changed the subject.

"Yes, young commander!" Jiang Han sat upright, without a trace of emotion in his voice, and said mechanically: "The courtyard house of Chai's family in Dashi Hutong has changed six owners in half a year. The last one was surnamed Zhang, named Zhang Guoliang, who belonged to Beijing University A professor who teaches French, 35 years old, from Yuhang. Dai’s family dinner, that is, on the [-]th day, he went out to visit friends and came back the next day.”

"Zhang Guoliang's circle of friends is very clean. The people he keeps in touch with are all professors from Peking University. There are five people with the closest relationship: Fang Changlin, Shen Zhi, Ye Qiuyu, Su Tong, and Zhong Wei. Among them, he and the "New Moon" newspaper office Editor-in-chief Zhong Wei has a very good personal relationship."

"Zhong Wei..." Heng'e's soft and bright eyes flashed with deep thought, "How long has he been with Zhong Future? Did they meet at Beijing University? Or before that?"

A flash of light flashed in Heng'e's mind, so fast that she couldn't catch it.