Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

During Yan Yu's recovery period, even though Chu Zheng said ‘a little injury’ on his mouth, he took care of everything.

Want the stars but not the moon, and want the moon not the stars.

"Baby, you will spoil me if you spoil me so much."

"Who do I do not do with you?"

The girl's tone was casual but taken for granted.

Yan Yu was slightly stunned.

Something in the blood was restless, and the heart throbbed.

He pursed the corners of his lips: "Baby, you are so kind."

Chu Zheng: "..."

Chu Zheng glanced at him faintly: "Eat yours."

Yan Yu smiled and lowered his head to drink soup. After Shen Siming was busy in the evening, he came to see him and took a few colleagues with him.

Chu Zheng served Yan Yu very much. He was not in the mood to serve them, and it was not convenient for Yan Yu to go out. Chu Zheng directly called for someone to come over and the five-star top chef dedicated himself to the show.

Someone howled over there: "I didn't expect that one day, I would also be able to enjoy the treatment of the heroine in a TV series, and this wave will not lose."

Shen Siming cocked his legs and snorted coldly: "It's a pity that you don't have a heroine."

"Does Shen team have you hit your players like this? The psychological trauma is very serious."

Shen Siming sighed: "I think you are free lately."

There are no cases recently, and they can relax a bit.

"Shen team, you can shut up!" Some team members hurriedly stopped Shen Siming from speaking: "We think this kind of life is very good, the world is peaceful, and the family is happy."

"Right, right, right!" Team Shen said, crow's mouth.

A group of people rushed to speak, and Shen Siming was not allowed to speak.

Shen Siming was bored and turned back to Yan Yu.

Chu Zheng sat next to her and looked at the computer, and Yan Yu looked at her.

"Eh."

Shen Siming poked him.

"What are you doing?" The idiot expression on Yan Yu's face instantly grabbed.

"Your college major has changed your face, right?" Shen Siming murmured: "Seeing me so unhappy? Come on, give me a smile."

clatter--

The sound of Chuzheng hitting the keyboard increased.

Shen Siming only felt a cold neck.

Yan Yu said slowly: "My baby allows me to laugh to you, and I will laugh."

"No."

Yan Yu chong Shen Siming shrugged.

Shen Siming rubbed his arms and whispered to Yanyu: "That's how you listen to her?"

Yan Yu sighed in his heart.

If you don't listen, you will be locked up.

You can't even see me.

When Yan Yu didn't say a word, Shen Siming understood it by himself.

Never thought that a flower in the forensic world turned out to be bronchitis.

People shouldn't be in appearance.

People shouldn't look like...

"Drinking." Shen Siming touched two bottles of wine from somewhere and handed them to Yan Yu.

"His injury is not healed." Chu Zheng suddenly raised his head and stared at Shen Siming: "You can drink drinks."

Shen Siming: "..."

Yan Yu whispered: "Just drink a little, it won't get in the way."

"No." Chu Zheng's tone was serious, and he couldn't hold his beak: "Drink again when you are ready."

"Take it, drink a drink. We say that a forensic doctor is a sick person." Shen Siming changed the wine to a drink: "Mr. Jin, you are busy, leave us alone."

Shen Siming drank and turned Yan Yu to the other side.

"Yan Yu, Mr. Jin is such a strong person, why do you like her?" Shen Siming was very curious.

Yan Yu justified: "She is not strong."

"Not strong yet?"

"She did it for me." Because his injury was not healed, she was not allowed to drink it by herself. Even if he wanted to demolish the house, she would not care about him.

The limitations of Chuzheng are not depressing.

She gave herself very loose space, as long as he does not touch her minefield, he can do anything.

"Do you really like her?"

Shen Siming heard Yan Yu's maintenance and felt a little untrue.

Yan Yu looked over there. The girl was sitting on the sofa. She was looking up at the noisy crowd over there. The lines of her profile were softened by light.

He nodded: "Well. I like her and want to be with her forever."

"I just don't understand this one anyway." Shen Siming said, "Sometimes I think she is scarier than you."

When Shen Siming saw Chu Zheng occasionally, she always felt more terrifying and crazier than those perverted murderers.

However, looking at it again, she was still the cold, precious and elegant little girl.

"Is it."

Yan Yu couldn't help laughing.

That's good, they are the same kind of people.

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Into the night.

Only the night lights are on in the apartment.

The curtains of the room were half drawn, and the moon fell in, and the whole room was stained with dim dim light.

A long shadow moved on the ground.

The shadow was silent, like a ghost.

The shadow stood beside the bed.

The person on the bed seemed to be aware, and slowly opened his eyes.

The cold light flashed by.

Chuzheng's hair on his body stood up, and he sat up with a rub.

"Yan Yu!"

Yan Yu stood by the bed holding a scalpel, staring at her intently.

Those eyes were exceptionally bright, and in such an environment, they were very permeating.

"Baby?" he said suspiciously.

"What are you doing?" I scared the person to death. I opened my eyes and saw such a picture. Am I not good enough for him?

In the middle of the night, they wanted to kill me!

Little conscience!

Yan Yu glanced down at the scalpel in his hand.

Kang Dang——

The knife fell on the floor.

"what are you doing?"

Yan Yu shook his head, pursing the corners of his lips and making no sound. That looks a bit wronged.

At first the Zheng exploded.

You took the knife first and tried to treat me wrongly, okay?

What are you wronged!

"What did you want to do just now?" Chu Zheng asked coldly.

Yan Yu's Adam's apple rolled, he was short, and lay on the side of the bed: "Baby, touch your hair?"

"No." Chuzheng refused: "Answer my question, do you want to kill me?"

"I do not have……"

Yan Yu put an aggrieved look on his face.

"Then what are you doing with the knife?"

Yan Yu couldn't explain it.

Chu Zheng turned on the light, and Yan Yu was immediately exposed to the light. He lowered his head hurriedly, holding Chu Zheng's hand tightly with his fingers.

Chu Zheng stared at him for a long time.

"Get off."

Yan met both hands and feet, climbed onto the bed carefully, and lay down next to him obediently.

Chuzheng stood up and looked at him: "Did you just want to kill me?"

"I... I have a nightmare."

"Let's talk about it." It's not a nightmare to see me calling you a nightmare.

"I dreamed that you were leaving me and said that you don't like me." Yan Yu clutched her sleeve: "I'm afraid. Baby, will you leave me?"

Chuzheng's heart was inexplicably pulled, a little uncomfortable.

"will not."

"Never?"

"Ok."

The man stretched out his hand, hugged her, buried his face in her neck, and said lowly: "If the baby promised me, I can't go back, or I will use other methods to keep the baby by my side forever."

Chuzheng touched his head and said nothing.

Five minutes later, Chuzheng turned over and lay down: "Take me all your knives tomorrow, let me see them again, and be careful of your legs."

"...Oh." Yan Yu paused: "Which leg did the baby say about me?"

Yan Yu's expression changed slightly, and he faintly took a breath.

The lights in the room dimmed suddenly.