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Yu Yiru was dizzy, and finally forgot what she was thinking.

Seeing Bo Fuzhang's uncontrollable blushing and heartbeat, she felt that all the blood rushed to her brain, so that her whole face was so hot that it seemed to be smoking.

She said: "In fact, I always seemed to know about you, but I was always worried that I shouldn't ask."

Bo Fuzhang put his arm on Yu Yiru's shoulder, and at the same time his face gradually approached: "You can ask, I will tell you everything you want to know."

Having said that, Yu Yiru didn't know what to ask for for a while.

It seems that my head is full of questions, but when it's time to speak, I don't know how to organize the words.

In a panic, she lowered her head and put her forehead on Bo Fuzhang's shoulder, as if she wanted to find a refuge like this, and said, "I'll ask when I think about it, will you tell me at that time?"

After she finished saying this, she realized what kind of action she had made, and she froze immediately, but soon she realized that it was not a big deal for her to do such a action, if Bo Fuzhang This is the right thing to do if you are distracted.

Therefore, she kept her movements unchanged, and put her arms around Bo Fuzhang's neck, then slowly leaned her cheek on Bo Fuzhang's shoulder, and gradually moved down, until it stopped in front of Bo Fuzhang's chest.

Although she deliberately made such an action, she was actually so nervous that her heart beat so fast that it seemed as if it was going to pop out of her throat.

Bo Fuzhang's palm was attached to Yu Yiru's back, so he could feel the rhythm of Yu Yiru's heart.

She subconsciously wanted to ask "Why is your heart beating so fast", but soon she found that she was also in the same place, her heart beating like a drum.

So, is the reason for the accelerated heartbeat of the other party the same as your own?

What is the reason for the rapid heartbeat?

Bo Fuzhang seldom thought deeply about these problems, because these problems made her heart burn and she couldn't think rationally.

And she has always felt that if people do not think rationally, then the conclusions drawn from such thinking are not worth mentioning.

But recently she began to waver in this idea, because she gradually found that when she looked at Yu Yiru, she always seemed unable to think rationally.

She still doesn't know what to do when she can't think rationally.

She lowered her head and smelled the fragrance of Yu Yiru's hair, and couldn't help kissing the other's hair with her lips, her voice was low and difficult to distinguish: "Of course, you can ask anytime."

She moved her palm up, slowly moving from the back where she could touch the heartbeat to the bare/naked shoulders and neck, her fingertips slid across the delicate skin, and she felt that she was stroking a smooth and delicate silk.

Yu Yiru felt goosebumps all over her head from the back of her head, and she fell limply into Bo Fuzhang's arms.

This is not intentional, but force majeure, even she herself knows for the first time that she will become like this.

She raised her head up around her thin neck, feeling the other's warm cheeks sliding over hers, she felt that both of them had turned into lactose that was about to melt, stuck together in a steamer , exuding a sweet aroma.

She was dizzy, but she could clearly feel the other party's lips lingering on the side of her neck, her breath was moist and hot, sliding nimbly like a swimming snake, gradually reaching her chin, and approaching her lips again.

At this time, Yu Yiru, who was full of misty eyes, caught a glimpse of the mobile phone on the bedside table flickering several times out of the corner of his eye.

She suddenly struggled out of this gorgeous fantasy, and suddenly realized that she wanted to be careless, not to lose her body, okay!

But breaking free right now really requires too much perseverance, and in just a few seconds, Yu Yiru found that the two of them were no longer in the same posture as before.

Now she has collapsed on the sofa, Bo Fuzhang is supporting the sofa with one hand, and the other hand is about to stretch out to an indescribable place.

Yu Yiru grabbed Bo Fuzhang's hand with incredible perseverance.

Then she thought: Day!He was taken into the ditch again.

She said out of breath: "Our previous topic is not over yet, do you now believe that you are not terminally ill at all?"

Bo Fuzhang didn't speak, Yu Yiru pushed Bo Fuzhang's hand aside with his other hand.

Bo Fuzhang looked at Yu Yiru in shock.

Seeing Bo Fuzhang's expression, Yu Yiru felt inexplicably guilty, but soon realized why she was guilty. Bo Fuzhang didn't answer this question directly, and she couldn't be led into the ditch every time.

Her face was flushed, but she said with a straight face: "What are you thinking about now?"

"I was wondering how you could do this." Bo Fuzhang gritted his teeth.

Yu Yiru was still a little hard to hold herself, but when she heard this, she was immediately happy.

She found that there was one thing she could control Bo Fuzhang, which made her feel inexplicably happy, and compared with this kind of pleasure, the longing in her mind and body was tolerable.

It can be seen that psychological pleasure is indeed a higher level of pleasure.

She pushed Bo Fuzhang away, turned over and sat up on the sofa, brushed some messy hair, and said, "It's not like me, I still want to ask why you are like this."

Bo Fuzhang had a puzzled expression on his face: "I just want to."

Yu Yiru breathed steadily.

If you say anything more, it is no different from forcing Bo Fuzhang to confess. Yu Yiru didn't want to do such an embarrassing thing, so she got up from the sofa and went to the bedside, and looked at the phone that woke her up just now. what news.

The message came from a text message, a stranger, asking:

——Is it right for you to solve the relationship problem? Why don't you reply to the private message?

—Is it this number?I really need help.

——Will you come to help? Is that the girl you saw at the event that day?

——For you, is there no one you can’t catch up with?

The other party sent four messages in a row just now, no wonder the phone was on for a long time.

Since the opening of the WeChat official account, Yu Yiru feels that she has become a joker.

She updates her emotional chicken soup articles on her official account every day, and she has really gathered a group of fans, but most of them only ask questions online, and few hope they can solve them on the spot. In addition, so many things happened later, Yu Yiru I didn't pay attention to this matter for two days, but I didn't expect that someone actually came to contact her.

And, it seems urgent.

Just looking at such words, Yu Yiru even felt that she felt a kind of despair.

She frowned slightly, her fingers stayed on the keyboard for a long time, and she didn't know how to press it. When she saw Bo Fuzhang approaching, she handed over the phone and said, "Look, there's an order."

Bo Fuzhang pursed his lips in displeasure: "I don't want to worry about it."

Yu Yiru laughed, poked Bo Fuzhang's shoulder with his fingers, and said, "Isn't this what you want to do the most?"

Bo Fuzhang said, "But not now."

Yu Yiru narrowed her eyes slightly, glanced at Bo Fuzhang from bottom to top, with a hint of provocation: "Then what do you want to do now?"

Bo Fuzhang stared at Yu Yiru for a while, finally sighed, took the phone over, and looked at the words and numbers on the screen.

"It's an Internet call." She looked at the words "Guangdong, Dongguan" on the caller's address and said.

Yu Yiru put her head close to Bo Fuzhang's hand and said, "Although we are asking for help, we are strangers after all, so it's normal to be cautious."

Bo Fuzhang nodded casually, not knowing whether he agreed or not, then quickly typed a line on the phone and sent it.

She moved so fast that Yu Yiru didn't find out what the other party had sent until after she sent the text message.

What she sent was: Yes, there is no one you can't catch up with.

Yu Yiru took a look at Bo Fuzhang and thought to herself: These words probably describe herself.

The other person replied quickly: Then can I do it too?

Bo Fuzhang replied: It depends on the situation, we will only know when we meet each other.

Replied from the opposite side: I am not good-looking.

Bo Fuchang replied: This is not the point.

Answer from the opposite side: But don’t everyone say that face is the most important thing?

Bo Fuzhang threw the phone on the bed, and said to Yu Yiru: "If I hack her phone, I will know who she is."

Yu Yiru: "..."

Although this is not very good, but Yu Yiru also felt that since asking alone won't yield anything, it's better to be simple and rude.

So in the middle of the night, Bo Fuzhang diligently hacked the other party's mobile phone, obtained the other party's mobile phone number and address book, and soon found out who the other party was.

"Fu Peihan, female, 25 years old, civil servant, the second daughter in the family, has an older sister and a younger brother, her mother is unemployed at home, and her father is a company employee."

"Her love life seems very simple—it's just that she has never been in a relationship. So, is she in a secret love?"

Yu Yiru looked at the photo on the screen from the other party's WeChat, and wondered: "It's not ugly."

Although the other party is not too beautiful, she is also Xiaojiabiyu who has good facial features. It is really hard to imagine falling into such a hopeless secret love.

"Could it be that the person she likes is high class?" Yu Yiru used a strange word.

Bo Fuzhang took out four or five photos at once, and each photo showed a different person, even two of them were women.

"These people are more likely, but it does not rule out the possibility of missing people who have recently been in contact."

Yu Yiru looked at it, and her ability to recognize faces has always been strong, so she quickly pointed to one of them and said, "This person has the temperament of being bitterly loved."

This is of course because the man in this photo is very handsome.

As soon as she finished speaking, Bo Fuzhang snorted coldly and said, "Young boy."

Yu Yiru suppressed a smile, watching Bo Fuzhang put all these materials into a folder, and then named the folder with a "little boy".

Yu Yiru finally couldn't hold back her laughter and said, "What is this, it can't be the code name of this operation, right?"

Bo Fuzhang shook his head.

She looked at Yu Yiru meaningfully, and said, "The code name of this operation is an unfinished business."

The other party's eyes were burning, obviously meaning something.

Yu Yiru got into bed with a smile.

Then he said lightly, "I'm sleepy, go to sleep."