Good Morning, Mr. President!

Jing Yu quietly touched the light switch on the wall, dimming the dazzling crystal lamp in the hall a lot.

Yu Zeyao seemed to feel the light getting weaker and slowly opened his eyes. Raising her eyes, she saw that she was standing in the corner and looking at herself.

"You'd better go to bed earlier." Jing Yu said, in such a quiet night, her voice was clear and clean, without the indifference when he rejected him last night, and slowly relieved some of the tiredness in his heart. He squinted and looked at her, "Aren't you waiting for me and don't want to talk?"

Jing Yu shook her head, approached, and said, "You've had a lot of drinks. Let me talk about it tomorrow."

Yu Zeyao's drunken eyes were dazzled by the dim light above his head, and his eyes fell on her. He raised her hand at her, "Come here."

At this moment, he is not so high and overbearing when he is awake. In this way, the two words he spoke were not commands, but rather a kind of temptation that made people feel uncomfortable.

He leaned halfway there, like a charming goblin, casting a spell.

Jing Yu just stared at him, and walked towards him with his legs, completely oblivious. By the time she returned to God, he was already seated with his arms around his waist and legs.

The nose smelled of the scent of alcohol mixed with his body.

Jing Yu only felt that the strength of the man on the waist was not light. He burped against her shoulders, and sniffed her hair with the tip of his nose. A long silence spread among each other.

Jing Yu didn't move, just let him hold himself like this. She found that as long as he was not somehow mad at himself, when she was unreasonable, she couldn't resist his approach, or closeness. Since when did she even discover it herself.

"What you want to ask now." Yu Zeyao finally spoke. As if satisfied with the scent on her body, the folds in his brows were loosened, and he leaned back on the sofa and looked at her. The big palm is still burning on her waist, rubbing slowly, without passion, but clearly a love between couples.

Obviously wearing not thin pajamas, but Jing Yu is extremely sensitive at this moment. I just felt that where his fingers touched his waist, there was a burning heat.

She held his finger in his hand to keep him from moving. His eyes dropped slightly, and he stared at him, his voice remained calm, "Why don't you let me go out and don't allow me to go to work? I'm a normal person and can't live without society."

"Why do you think?"

He didn't answer, but asked back.

Jing Yu thought about it and shook his head. "I can't think of it. But I don't think you have any reason to imprison me."

"Who said no? I have many reasons to put you under house arrest." Yu Zeyao laughed a little, but there was some loneliness in the laugh.

It seemed that it was because of alcohol, his faint eyes fluttered with a strong emotion that could not be concealed, and the eyes stared at her as if to look into her heart, making Jing Yu's heart chop fiercely. He climbed her fingers on her face, and gently stroked her delicate skin with her thumb, as if feeling the touch, and it seemed that the touch was far from smoothing the irritability in his heart, and only repeated it once, "The biggest The reason is to make you stay with me, and no one can remember you except me. "

Jing Yu was definitely not a person who could be interfered with by this person-he was no longer free and not angry. However, at this moment, not only could she not get angry, but a certain part of her heart was gradually softening.

She asked, "Who cares about me?"

Yu Zeyao's eyes were a little more serious, "It is not clear what Jing Rong was abducted. There is no guarantee that the other party will not target you."

Jing Yu's eyes fluctuated, and she looked at him for a while before asking softly, "You ... for my safety?"

"..." He didn't answer, but the answer was self-evident.

original……

He is protecting himself.

He protects Jing Rong, takes care of Jing Rong, and protects himself.

Jing Yu felt bored for a day, suddenly suddenly brightened up. The suffocation disappeared in an instant. The rest is a touch of comfort and can not be ignored.

Before that, she always felt that this man might just play with himself, after all, his life was far from her life.

However, the more he got along with him, the more Jing Yu discovered that this man was actually not what he wanted.

He had never really taken her as a plaything-even if he had reached that point last night, he hadn't really forced her to the last minute-instead he was still solving her every trouble in life. From the customs incident, to blocking her gun, saving Jing Rong, and now protecting her ...

If he was just playing with her, why would he need to take care of her to this point?

The frame-by-frame images of the past kept emerging in her mind, constantly stirring her heart lake, making the ripples in her heart grow wider.

this moment……

Jing Yu suddenly had an urge to understand him well.

"What are you thinking?" Yu Zeyao asked her again after seeing that she had not spoken for a long time.

Jing Yu shook her head, "Are all the wounds in your abdomen okay?"

The sound is a little more imperceptible and softer than before. There is also a faint smile on the corner of the lips.

Yu Zeyao seemed puzzled, and looked at her with doubt and exploration, with deep thought in his eyes.

Jing Yu was embarrassed and embarrassed by his eyes. She pursed her lips and asked, "Are you all right?"

Yu Zeyao did not answer, but just tucked his shirt down. His strong and **** abs was exposed, and before Jing Yu looked closely, he had grabbed her hand and pinched the wound.

His muscles were like stones, but they were hot. Jing Yu touched his finger, the heat made him tremble slightly, and he wanted to pull it back immediately. However, when the finger touched the uneven wound, he swam down again and unconsciously paused on the wound for a long time.

In the end, it was Yu Zeyao who could not bear it, and pulled her hand out of her clothes.

"Has it been touched enough?" His voice was hoarse, and his eyes were slightly sloppy, now he was a little more fascinated.

Jing Yu was looked a little embarrassed, and she retracted her hands, saying as calmly as possible: "Are you going to do a re-examination of your broken bowel? You are drinking so much alcohol now, obviously you have forgotten the last lesson Now. "

Yu Zeyao stared at her with deep eyes, "You will accompany me when the next re-examination."

"... Um." Jing Yu nodded, adding: "But you can't drink any more before the re-examination. It is best not to touch a drop."

The light and shadow in Yu Zeyao's eyes fluctuated sharply, and then he reluctantly said, "Maybe I can't help but drink."

Jing Yu frowned nicely. "As a doctor, I don't like finding patients who are disobedient for various reasons."