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After Yu Yiru was dragged downstairs, her heart was still pounding, unable to return to the normal frequency.

It's totally tense.

Recalling the past so many years, it was the first time she did such a direct thing.

Because of her nervousness, she didn't even realize that she was holding Bo Fuzhang's hand back, but panted and asked: "What if the defendant breaks into the house without permission."

Bo Fuzhang smiled without saying a word, stretched out his hand to brush her messy long hair aside, and only said, "How could it be?"

Yu Yiru was still immersed in the previous tension at this moment, seeing Bo Fuzhang's movements, he couldn't help breathing, and stammered: "You, what are you doing."

Bo Fuzhang laughed in a low voice: "Your face is covered, I can't see your expression."

Yu Yiru asked, "What expression should I show?"

Bo Fuzhang didn't say anything, just laughed, with a faint smile line on his cheeks, and then he dragged Yu Yiru to walk out of the community quickly.

So Yu Yiru found that the two of them were holding hands tightly at the moment, the other's skin was cold, and the fingers were slender, like jade.

Yu Yiru subconsciously let go of her fingers, but because Bo Fuzhang's fingers were tightly clenched, the two of them still did not let go, and Bo Fuzhang didn't seem to realize that Yu Yiru had let go, and they still held tightly.

Yu Yiru felt that it was strange for her to let go, so she held it again.

After holding it, she thought: Hey, why is the other party's hand so cold?

Of course, going out at night in the winter, and not wearing much, it's not unusual to have cold fingers, but Bo Fuzhang's body temperature was obviously high before, why are his fingers so cold now?

It was actually colder than my own.

She wanted to find something to talk about, but when she found out about it, she said, "Uncle, your hands are so cold."

As soon as the words fell, Bo Fuzhang withdrew his hand back.

Yu Yiru was taken aback.

She was not only surprised by Bo Fuzhang's sudden withdrawal of his hand, but also surprised by herself feeling lost.

She raised her head and saw Bo Fuzhang lightly resting his fingers on his mouth, then stuck out his tongue and licked each one.

The red lips are slightly parted, the white teeth are slightly exposed, and the tip of the tongue is slightly exposed, like a cat's tongue.

So the dismay turned into dumbfounded, Yu Yiru felt like a firework went off in his head, leaving a piece of scorched earth behind.

— Master, this must be a master.

For the first time, Yu Yiru knew that this action can be done not only after eating snacks that will stain hands.

Bo Fuzhang felt the temperature of his fingers with the tip of his tongue, nodded and said, "It's really cold."

Yu Yiru's throat tightened, so she pulled Bo Fuzhang's hand off and said, "You lick your fingers like this, don't you know it's dirty?"

"Yes, I just took your hand."

——Meet, heart, one, hit.

The meaning of this can of course be understood as: Your hands are not dirty at all to me.

Yu Yiru considers herself a person who has gone through a lot of wind and waves, so of course she wouldn't be moved by this level of provocative words, she just said with a blank expression: "Damn, obviously I also took the computer."

Bo Fuzhang suddenly nodded and said, "You're right."

By the time he said this, he had already arrived at Bo Fuzhang's residential area. Yu Yiru was relieved by the conversation just now, and finally had time to take care of his precious computer.

She found that Bo Fuzhang was holding her computer all the time, she felt a little embarrassed, so she said, "Let me get it."

Bo Fuzhang immediately handed the computer to Yu Yiru.

She took the computer and turned it over to look at it. Seeing that there was no damage, she breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, her cell phone rang.

Yu Yiru went out with a handbag and put her mobile phone in the bag. She couldn't unzip the bag to take the mobile phone after she took the computer, so she couldn't help but look sorry at Bo Fuzhang, hoping that he would help her take the computer again.

I don't know how Bo Fuzhang understood it, she didn't take the computer, but opened Yu Yiru's handbag to take out the phone, and then helped to answer it.

Yu Yiru: "..."

Bo Fuzhang said to Yu Yiru's cell phone so naturally: "Hi, what's the matter?"

"What are you doing, let me listen!" Yu Yiru hurriedly stopped Bo Fuzhang from saying more.

Bo Fuzhang looked at Yu Yiru with a confused face.

Yu Yiru had no choice but to lean over by herself, and lifted Bo Fuzhang's body to tiptoe to the side of the phone.

The person inside was asking suspiciously, "Hello? Who are you?"

Yu Yiru didn't know who it was, so she said, "Sorry, a friend of mine picked it up just now, what's the matter?"

"Sister Zhao asked to contact you, where can we meet tomorrow?" It was Liao Sibai.

As the name suggests, Liao Sibai is white and tender, with a gentle personality. He doesn't say harsh words to anyone, and his qualifications are only one year older than Yu Yiru's. He is one of the ideal marriage partners for many women in Zhongzheng.

But in Yu Yiru's heart, he is not even an ideal partner, because after getting along for a period of time, Yu Yiru thinks that he can conclude that he must not like women.

She is not so conceited that she thinks that all men should like her, but that if a man is indifferent to all hints, he is either frigid or gay.

Compared with gay, it is obviously more rare to be frigid.

Yu Yiru was also very tired on the phone with her feet on her feet, so she said directly: "I have already solved it here, so I don't need to trouble you."

Liao Si Bai then said: "Then you have to talk to Sister Zhao."

"I'll tell."

Yu Yiru thought that he should hang up the phone next, because Liao Si Bai never had anything extra to say to her, but unexpectedly Liao Si Bai asked again: "I also heard about what happened during the day today, you are really unlucky. "

Yu Yiru had already relaxed her tense toes, and heard that the other party was still talking, and was waiting to step on her feet again, and she couldn't keep her balance, so she fell on Bo Fuzhang's body.

Her forehead bumped against Bo Fuzhang's chest, and she felt the soft yet elastic curvature, as well as the steady beating of her heart.

Even through the clothes, you can still feel the other party's high body temperature, which blocks the cold wind from the outside, giving you a strange sense of stability.

She lost interest in listening to the voice on the phone, and raised her eyes embarrassedly to see Bo Fuzhang's expression.

Bo Fuzhang lowered his head, looked at her with a smile on his face, and said, "I suddenly discovered that you can hold your cell phone."

Yu Yiru was stunned for a moment.

Yes, she doesn't need to carry her bag at all, as long as she puts her bag on her back, she can take her mobile phone.

She came to her senses and quickly grabbed the phone, when she looked at the screen, she saw that Liao Si Bai had already hung up the phone.

She couldn't help complaining: "Why didn't you take the computer at that time."

"Then why didn't you think of picking up your phone?"

Yu Yiru choked for a moment, and had to admit that it was nothing more than a blind spot in her thinking when facing unexpected events.

Bo Fuzhang added: "My first reaction is always to solve it directly, but you seem to think of relying on others first."

These words sounded like a mockery at first, but Yu Yiru's face changed slightly: "What do you mean?"

"I'm just stating the facts."

Yu Yiru raised her head to look at Bo Fuzhang's expression, and saw that the other party's eyes were calm, and seemed to be confused by her question.

Yu Yiru smirked: "Depending on others is not an advantage."

"How could it be?" Bo Fuzhang said seriously, "It's just a personal choice."

Yu Yiru looked at Bo Fuzhang suspiciously, trying to find a trace of hypocrisy on his face.

She has also been scolded as a "dodder flower" and "pretending to be weak" in the past, and some people even ridiculed her face-to-face for "did she have a broken limb?" Her expression seemed to have no hidden malice.

But Yu Yiru was still a little angry.

Anyone who is said to like to "depend on others" will not be too happy after thinking about it.

She was sulking, so she didn't talk to Bo Fuzhang again. She went back to the room and sent the information to Zhao Wei first, said that the matter had been resolved, and then went to take a bath again.

While taking a bath, she thought that Bo Fuzhang had helped her a lot, and her inexplicable resentment was unreasonable, so her mood gradually eased, and she even felt a little stingy.

She thought about the details of getting along with Bo Fuzhang, and felt that although he was strange in some ways, overall, he was a good person worthy of being a friend.

She thought so, wrapped herself in a bath towel and went out, only to see Bo Fuzhang stretching his gaunt white legs into Erlang's legs, playing with his mobile phone on the sofa.

The phone looked familiar.

—Damn, it's her cell phone.