She saw Ning Fan's unwashed clothes, picked them up and saw there were blood stains on them.
"Is this really a blood stain? Ning Fan is really what the intelligence said, an executioner who specializes in killing women." Qi Xinyan threw it back.
But just as he was about to leave, the door was opened and Ning Fan walked in.
Qi Xinyan was so frightened that she immediately hid in the bathroom, wondering why Ning Fan was back at this time.
She heard Ning Fan's whistle and was approaching here.
Qi Xinyan pulled up her hair, then opened the door, and the two looked at each other.
"Uh...Sister Xinyan, why are you here with me?" Ning Fan asked in surprise.
"Xiaofan, the shower in my bathroom is broken, so I came to borrow yours, are you sorry?"
Hearing this, Ning Fan smiled and said: "It's okay, it's just that everything inside is my stuff, as long as you don't mind."
"Thank you, I'll leave first."
Qi Xinyan did not forget to give Ning Fan a wink before leaving.
But I felt it was a pity to leave like this, and I should test Ning Fan.
Then, Qi Xinyan suddenly said "Ouch" and almost fell to the ground.
Ning Fan stepped over to help her up and asked, "Sister Xinyan, what's wrong with you?"
"Hiss... I sprained my foot just now and it hurts a bit."
"Well, let me help you take a look."
Ning Fan picked up Qi Xinyan and put her on the bed, then looked at her crooked little foot.
As expected of a flight attendant, her feet are small and exquisite, but it’s a pity that I’m not a foot person.
"Sister Xinyan, please be patient and let me rub it for you?"
"Um!"
After all, he is a killer and his acting skills are top-notch. Qi Xinyan wants to see if Ning Fan will have any evil plans against her.
But she was soon disappointed. Ning Fan's eyes were very clear, and there was no trace of greed.
"Sister Xinyan, your feet seem to be fine, normal." Ning Fan said.
Qi Xinyan asked: "Can you still read bones?"
"I went to school with a country man when I was young. Maybe you got a sprain, but it's nothing serious." Ning Fan was about to get up.
"Hey, Xiaofan?"
"What?" Ning Fan was confused.
Qi Xinyan felt that she had to use ruthless tactics, otherwise she would not be able to figure out Ning Fan's true thoughts.
He grabbed Ning Fan by the collar and moved closer.
The distance between the two of them was less than three inches. Ning Fan looked away and asked awkwardly: "Sister Xinyan, what are you doing? Is there eye mucus in my eyes?"
These words made Qi Xinyan's beautiful white forehead covered with black lines.
The corners of her mouth raised slightly: "Xiaofan, what are you afraid of?"
"No, it's just that it's not good for us to be so close!" Ning Fan kept shifting his gaze from left to right.
Qi Xinyan took a breath and then asked: "Is sister beautiful?"
"pretty!"
"Then why don't you dare to look at your sister?"
Ning Fan shook his head and said seriously: "Sister Xinyan is very beautiful, but I can't look around?"
"It's okay. Tell me what you really think. Sister Xinyan, can I help you?"