The man walked over to her, placed the bottle on the table, and asked Xu Moran considerately, "Ranran, are you thirsty?"
From the moment he appeared at the door, Xu Ye started calling Xu Moran "Ranran".
Even though they were as close as best friends like Jiang Moli, she only called her "Moran". It's worth mentioning that although Xu Moran didn't seem to react much to the man's use of "Ranran" on the surface, she was actually happy inside.
Another thing is that, although it hadn't been long since Xu Moran found Xu Ye, she still keenly caught a sly smile flashing in his eyes, and a bad premonition welled up in her heart.
As expected, just as she had predicted, Xu Ye didn't wait for her to answer whether she was thirsty or not. He picked up the bottle he had just put on the table again, shook his wrist, and swirled the liquid inside.
The young policeman standing nearby and the criminal suspect sitting on the stool had no idea what Xu Ye was up to, but Xu Moran had already vaguely guessed what it was.
Xu Ye's eyes shifted from Xu Moran to the suspect. "Sir, you look familiar to me."
It was clearly a rhetorical question, but he said it in a declarative tone, and with a hint of unease.
In fact, when he appeared at the office door and shouted "Ranran", the suspect had already recognized him.
He had been sneaking around for twenty or thirty years, and it wasn't that he hadn't been caught red-handed before. But like last night, he had just entered the house and hadn't even touched the same thing before he was caught. Moreover, the thing used to tie him up was a condom. It was truly the first time.
Since it was the first time, it was naturally a profound experience.
Xu Moran had a premonition of what was about to happen. He put his hand to his forehead and cast a sympathetic glance at the criminal suspect who was still stubbornly refusing to admit his guilt. "Brother, you should just confess now, or you'll be in for it later."
As expected, Xu Ye did not disappoint Xu Moran. He approached the suspect with a friendly smile and said, "Honey, I could hear your loud voice outside. You must be thirsty after shouting for so long."
After being arrested last night, having a sock stuffed into his mouth, and then being brutally beaten with fists, yet not a single injury could be found on his body, the suspect was deeply impressed by Xu Ye's methods of beating people, which also caused him great psychological trauma. Looking at Xu Ye's kind expression, he nervously swallowed the bottle in his hand.
He felt like a lamb entering the wolf's den. In addition, his years of experience in the underworld told him that this seemingly harmless man was actually much more cunning than the police.
"I'm not thirsty!" To avoid suffering like he did last night, he flatly refused Xu Ye's kindness.
No matter how powerful you are, this is a police station. I can just ignore you, right?
"Sigh." Xu Ye sighed sadly as the suspect rejected his offer, his gaze towards the suspect carrying a hint of ungratefulness. "I know you must be thirsty. Since I brought water, don't be shy. Just like you said earlier, only by keeping your body in top condition can you shout louder and clearer when the police use force, so that more people can hear you and better protect your rights. As a law-abiding citizen, I fully support you."
Xu Moran continued to rub his forehead. In his mind, the image of Tang Sanzang from "A Chinese Odyssey," who talked incessantly until the monsters couldn't stand it and chose to commit suicide, seemed to appear. How could Xu Ye, as a man, talk so much?
Even if he had a lot of important questions, she never found them annoying.
She still remembers that when they were in police academy, the boys in their year talked a lot. She found it annoying after listening to them for a while. Could it be that the boy wasn't good-looking, while Xu Ye was handsome and dashing, so she didn't dislike him?
So, after living for more than twenty years, she realized for the first time that she herself was also judging people by their appearance.
It has to be said that Xu Ye, whom she had only known for a short time, made her realize once again... The chapter you are currently reading, "Picking Up an Older Brother as My Husband," Chapter 24: My Dear Princess Syndrome, is only a small part. To read the full version, please search on Baidu: "香满路言情m.bookxml." Then search: "Picking Up an Older Brother as My Husband."
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