If you didn't meet me, who would you attack
Yan Yu had never thought about this issue.
As if meeting her was fate.
They are destined to meet.
I don't know why I have such thoughts...
"Would you believe it if I said that I had this idea after I met you?" Yan Yu leaned against the head of the bed with a relaxed smile, not worried about his situation at all, as if he was here vacation.
Chu Zheng's tone was flat and serious: "I believe everything you say." What a shit.
"Oh?" Yan Yu frowned slightly: "Then let me tell you, I won't run, will you let me go?"
Chuzheng put his hands on his sides, and the cold words hit Yan Yu's heart: "No." Dreaming.
"You didn't say believe me?"
"I can't let you go, there's no conflict." Chuzheng was very righteous.
"Miss Jin, I think it is necessary for us to discuss the word belief." Yan Yu felt that her belief was different from the belief that normal people understand.
"Ok?"
"Since you believe me, you should believe what I say."
"I believe it." Why don't I believe it? I said I believe it, obviously you don't believe me.
"You believe me, don't just talk about it." Yan Yu said patiently, "I said I won't run. If you believe me, why don't you let me go? Is this Miss Jin's trust?"
Chuzheng said: "I believe you, what does it have to do with me letting you go?"
Little things can't try to trick me into letting you go, I won't let you go, what if you run away? What if it's blackened? Turn off the insurance!
Yan Yu: "… "
Confused himself.
Yan Yu put his hand on his forehead.
Chuzheng kissed him on the side, Yan Yu raised his eyes slightly, the latter closed the computer as if nothing had happened, got up and left the room.
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In the evening, Chuzheng brought fresh food back, but it was still hot. So far away, I don't know how she brought it.
Yan Yu went to wash after dinner, the ankle length was enough to reach the bathroom, but the bathroom door could not be closed.
Yan Yu stood in the bathroom, propped up on the sink, looked at the person in the mirror, and sighed long.
After Yan Yu was washed out, he wiped his hair and walked towards Chuzheng, the anklet dragged across the ground, making a clattering sound.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the girl who was sitting with his back to him, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
Yan Yu threw down the wet towel and wrapped Chuzheng from behind.
Chuzheng's neck was slightly warm, Yan Yu's kiss fell on her neck, with the fragrance of bathing, wet hair brushed against her skin, with a hint of coolness.
Yan Yu forced Chu Zheng to turn her head and kiss her lips.
Chuzheng let him kiss her, Yan Yu picked her up, put her on the table behind, and pressed her body over.
The light in the room seemed to have become ambiguous.
"Have you found it?" Chu Zheng's voice suddenly sounded.
Yan Yu stopped and rested her chin on her shoulder: "No."
There was a bit of grievance in that voice.
He asked, "Where are you hiding?"
Chuzheng motioned him to look outside, the corridor outside could be seen from the door, and the key was hanging on the branch of a potted plant in the corridor.
How could she put such a thing on her body.
When she is stupid? !
Yan Yu: "… "
Yan Yu let go of Chuzheng, returned to the bed, and lay down with his back to Chuzheng, he curled up in a ball, inexplicably a little pitiful.
Chuzheng jumped off the table, tidied up his clothes, picked up the towel on the ground, picked him up, and wiped his hair.
"My feet hurt." Yan Yu said.
Chuzheng looked at his ankle, and the iron chain had worn a circle of red marks on his ankle.
"Prove that you are not well prepared." Chu Zheng concluded.
Yan Yu: "???"
Yan Yu wasn't in great pain, the red marks on his ankles were also made by himself in the bathroom, but he just wanted to trick Chuzheng to let him go.
Who knew she would say such a thing to herself.
Why doesn't this person think normally
After thinking about it, how could a person who has the same thoughts as himself be thinking like a normal person.
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When Yan Yu woke up the next day, he found that there was a layer of soft fur on the anklet, which was very comfortable against his skin.
On the third day that Yan Yu was imprisoned, he walked around the room.
The door was open, but he couldn't get out.
Chuzheng was not here. She heard the sound of the car leaving in the morning. She should have returned to the city.
Shen Siming didn't even realize that he was missing for so long.
Shen Siming also called himself the next day, and he never called again after that...
Yan Yu stayed in the room until after nine o'clock in the evening, and Chu Zheng didn't come back.
Yan Yu couldn't take it anymore and went to sleep first.
When he was in a daze, he felt that someone kissed him, with the domineering and arrogant he was familiar with.
"you've been drinking?"
Yan Yu pushed away the person who was pressing him.
"Well." Chuzheng pressed his hand and continued to kiss.
"Drunk?"
"No." She was sober.
When Yan Yu heard her voice, it really didn't look like she was drunk, but the smell of alcohol was a little strong.
Chuzheng slid his fingers into his clothes, Yan Yu took a deep breath, and his body tightened. The smell of alcohol mixed with the smell on her body seemed to make him drunk too.
"Wash... take a bath." Yan Yu pushed her.
"You are so annoying." Chu Zheng muttered.
"Don't touch me if you don't wash it." Yan Yu didn't want the first experience to be so bad.
Chuzheng: "… "
Chuzheng rolled over, Yan Yu thought she was going to take a shower, but who knew she suddenly dragged herself over, carried him directly into the bathroom, pressed him against the wall of the bathroom and started kissing.
The shower was turned on, and cold water fell on his body, instantly drenching his clothes.
But Chuzheng was hot, not cold at all.
Yan Yu smiled bitterly in his heart.
Who was he provoking.
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Chuzheng wiped Yan Yu dry on the bed and covered it with a quilt.
Yan Yu's expression was a little weird, the tips of his ears were still red, he didn't dare to look at Chuzheng, and when he saw Chuzheng coming up, he immediately turned his back to her and lay down.
Chuzheng didn't care about him, grabbed the person and hugged him, comfortably touched his hair for a while, kissed him for a while, then closed his eyes and went to sleep contentedly.
Yan Yu: "… "
Yan Yu was deadlocked for a while, before reaching out to hug her waist.
"How did you make Shen Siming stop looking for me?"
The lights in the room were turned off, and it was dark at this time. Yan Yu could only hear the slow and regular heartbeat beside his ears.
His voice was a little hoarse, with a desire that had not yet completely dissipated.
"Say you have a closed panel."
"Shen Siming believes?" The words were strange, Shen Siming was not so easy to fool.
"I asked your colleagues in City B to inform the bureau."
"..." Yan Yu took a deep breath: "How did you do it?"
Such a notice is equivalent to an official one, and Shen Siming certainly would not doubt it.
But how could he ask the people in City B to help
Chuzheng kissed him on the forehead: "rich."
Yan Yu: "… "