A heartthrob? Here you go!

You Xiu was a little slow to react, and subconsciously asked: "What?"

Shen Du: "Do you want me to meet Yu Ge in such a mess?"

You Xiu found it even harder to understand Shen Du's thoughts and asked, "Why do you want to see Yu Ge?"

Shen Du's face turned cold.

Seeing this, You Xiu reacted and didn't bother to pay attention to this mentally ill lunatic. He said directly: "Come in, please."

Shen Du glanced at him coldly and turned to go into the lounge.

Opening the closet, there were various uniforms inside, including the dark blue uniforms that were different from those of the Special Inspectorate.

The shirt is white, but You Xiu's figure is more muscular and his chest muscles are more toned, which is different from Shen Du's thin and neat figure.

Therefore, it seemed a bit out of place for Shen Du to put on his brand new white shirt.

Shen Du turned his head and looked out the window.

The rain was heavy and the night was dark and gloomy.

Shen Du turned around and put on the white shirt.

The rain was pouring down heavily, with countless raindrops hitting the ground directly.

In the remote and quiet urban area, the lights of thousands of homes dispel the gloom of the rainy night and light up a warm light amidst poverty and suffering.

Yu Ge stood in the living room, looking at the dark night outside the balcony, thinking about how to curb the arrogant demonstration-style violence in various states.

Although You Xiu’s videos can be curbed to a certain extent, there are always people who disagree with You Xiu.

The best scenario would be for all noble families to issue a joint statement on this matter, but at present, including the Song family, the attitude is ambiguous.

Including the Zhang family.

Zhang Lin's words echoed again.

"It's not that I don't want to, but the front line is urgent right now, and there are a few beasts in the Zhang family who are trying to make small moves. I must suppress them at this juncture."

"If there is no direct benefit, openly standing on the side of civilians in the event of a civilian rebellion is undoubtedly a very sensitive matter."

Yu Ge understood.

When his pigtails were caught, they took the opportunity to frame him, accusing Zhang Lin of colluding with the rebels and bringing him down.

The internal strife within the Zhang family was extremely serious, and Song Huanming and other parliamentarians were behind it. After all, that was military power.

Yu Ge did not contact the Xun family either. After all, it was the interests of the Education Bureau that were being damaged. If he contacted the Xun family to speak out, it would be too suspicious, so he absolutely——

"咚咚-"

When he heard the knocking sound, Yu Ge looked up sharply, and was stunned when he saw the person outside the window.

On the balcony, the cold, sharp young man was soaked all over. His white shirt was soaked by the rain and stuck to his body, showing his clearly defined chest and abdominal muscles.

The black hair draped over the eyebrows and eyes weakened the aggressiveness while adding a touch of fragility that was not usually seen.

His thin lips, which were bright red, and the abnormal blush on both sides of his cheeks revealed the fact that he had a high fever.

But he didn't care at all. There was a heavy rain behind him, his body was burning with heat, his brain was dizzy, but there was only Yu Ge in his eyes.

He just looked at Yu Ge intently and wholeheartedly, then raised his hand and clenched his slender, cold white fingers into a fist.

Knock on the balcony door again.

"Open the door."

He stared at Yu Ge, his thin red lips moving up and down lightly, making mouth shapes.

Yu Ge reacted, took a step forward and grabbed the balcony door lock.

Another layer of lock.

Then he turned around and pulled the floor-to-ceiling curtains in the living room amid Shen Du's astonishment and rapid knocking.

Lin Hui, who was watching TV, heard the sound and turned to look over: "What's going on outside?"

"Oh, it's raining too hard." Yu Ge said as usual, "It's hitting the windows, making a bit of noise. Mom, when you go to bed at night, please close the doors and windows and lock them tightly. Don't let cats and dogs run in."

"Cats and dogs?" Lin Hui repeated and smiled again, "Got it."

The knocking sound outside the window suddenly stopped. Yu Ge paused, then turned around and went back to the room.

Sure enough, the tall young man was standing in her room with the window wide open, and rain was pouring into her room.

The table and the carpet were wet, and the curtains were rustling.

Shen Du stood on the carpet in the room, with black hair and snow suit, water dripping from his body. He looked like a homeless stray dog ​​that had fallen into the water, looking pitiful and miserable.

He opened his eyes and looked at Yu Ge, pursed his lips and spoke.

It's not about accusing her of not opening the window, nor is it about accusing her of having an affair with You Xiu.

But -

"I miss you."

His narrow eyes were misty, and he shouted as if he was out of consciousness.

"Yu Ge."

"I miss you."

Yu Ge closed the door and the volume of the TV outside was lowered, allowing Yu Ge to hear his almost coquettish words smoothly.

Yu Ge turned around, looked at him and said, "So?"

He looked a little aggrieved and at a loss. He moved his hands and feet slightly, lowered his head and thought, without noticing that his loose shirt revealed half of his thin shoulders.

Or rather, deliberately not paying attention.

He frowned.

Is this trick useless?

But the few times he saw it, whether it was Ji Yan or Song Jingshen, Yu Yuehuai or Li Yi, it was always like this.

Is it possible——

Thinking carefully about the actions of those people and the previous confrontations with Yu Ge, Shen Du reacted and slowly knelt down on one leg.

Moving slowly with his back straight, he looked up at Yu Ge, his eyes fixed on Yu Ge.

He stared at Yu Ge, knelt down little by little, leaned back and slowly lay down on the ground.

He struck the same pose as that day in the alley when he was finally suppressed by Yu Ge.

He is imposing and his eyes are filled with expectation and pleading. Even though he is in a lower position, he is still full of aggression and coldness.

"Is that so?"

Yu Ge fell silent.

She didn't understand.

Starting from Li Yi, to Song Jingshen, Yu Yuehuai and today's Shen Du.

Why would they think she had such a hobby?

Yu Ge tilted his head and looked out the window.

There was a violent storm outside the window. A puddle of water had accumulated on the table, dripping down bit by bit.

Fortunately, she took all the documents back to the office.

She didn't have that kind of hobby, but she did have to admit that the way Song Jingshen pretended before was her favorite.

Yu Ge turned to look at Shen Du: "My desk is all wet."

He was slightly startled, as if he felt the channel was jumping too fast, and asked tentatively: "Shall I clean it up?"

Yu Ge nodded: "And the carpets and floors, clean them all."

Shen Du curled his fingers for a moment, stood up as usual, simply closed the window, and then stared at the wet table in a daze for a while.

His eyes scanned the surroundings and fell on the curtains.

The curtains are wet, how can I dry them?

Hair dryer?

Or a washing machine?

The table is wet, need a wipe.

Where is the rag?

There is so much water on the ground that a rag may not be enough, so what else do you need?

Mop or mop?

Shen Du was a little unsure, what were those called?

After all, not only had he never done housework, he had never seen anyone else do it.

A qualified housekeeper will never let the servants clean the house when the master is present.

Especially an ancient aristocratic family like the Shen family.

While Shen Du was thinking, a calm voice came from behind him: "You won't."

"No, I can."

Shen Du retorted subconsciously, thought for a while, then raised his hand to take off his shirt.

His muscular upper body was exposed, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, forming a perfect inverted triangle. His beautiful muscular figure was revealed on his back, and his cold white skin shone like jade under the light.

He took the shirt, and instead of being stupid enough to wipe the table with the wet, dripping shirt, he opened the window to wring out the water.

As soon as the window was opened, rain poured in. He grabbed the curtains to block the rain and twisted his shirt.

The water on the shirt was wrung out and the curtains were wet.

After closing the window, he used a wrung-out shirt to wipe the water off the table bit by bit, wrung out the shirt again, wet the curtains, and wiped the water off the shelf next to him.

Yu Ge watched in silence, and something suddenly dawned on him.