Small living room, under the elegant lighting.

"Okay, I can only stay for one night."

Ye Zhiyao's skin is as beautiful as porcelain, her crescent eyebrows are light, her eyes are like green autumn water, but there is a cold arrogance and guard between her brows, "I tell you, I have a gun on me!"

I also have a gun on me... Zhang Yang bared his teeth, "Who are you kidding? I really thought I didn't know that the police are not allowed to carry guns when they are not on duty."

"Try it?"

Ye Zhiyao raised her eyebrows, her aura-filled eyes were smiling.

No way, do you want to be so cruel... Zhang Yang couldn't laugh.

In order to guard against him, Ye Zhiyao really brought all the guns back?

The police really can't carry guns casually.

But today's criminal police are different.

Around 2002, the domestic crime rate was still terrible.

If it is really necessary to use guns when performing duties according to law, they may be equipped with guns for official use.

The criminal police are mostly facing vicious criminals, so they must protect themselves first.

Another point mentioned in this "protection" is that the retaliation of illegal personnel can be equipped with guns at any time.

Therefore, the requirements for guns for criminal police in this era are not as strict as those of later generations!

"Sister, I think you may have misunderstood."

Zhang Yang broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, "I'm that kind of person!"

"Yes?"

Ye Zhiyao narrowed her eyes with a smile, reached out and pinched the handsome cheek of the smelly child, "Then you must be good, and remember not to go to the wrong room at night. In case I treat you as a bad person, or accidentally The gun went off... all I can say is sorry!"

The most poisonous woman's heart, so vicious... Zhang Yang was so angry that his back teeth were almost crushed, and he wanted to cry without tears and said: "Why, I am the most obedient, after all, I am an honest and reliable young man! "

"Ha ha……"

Ye Zhiyao couldn't bear it anymore, her jade face was smiling like a flower, and she was having a great time.

To take revenge on the big boy for calling her 'godmother' tonight, that's great.

"Sit down honestly, I'll get you a quilt."

Glancing at the big boy, Ye Zhiyao twisted her waist and walked away, leaving Zhang Yang with a seductive back.

Sooner or later, I will take out my pistol and let you know what cruelty is... Zhang Yang secretly swears.

So here comes the problem.

Why do I like a policeman?

Are those little girls who know how to hum?

To wrap things up, Zhang Yang finally thought of 'hobby'.

for example.

Some people like nurses, some people want JK, some people like Ba Zong, some people like Lolita.

It's like some people like black silk, some people love white silk, and some people are crazy about pearls.

Everyone's hobbies are different.

And my hobby...just when Zhang Yang was thinking wildly.

Ye Zhiyao walked over with the quilt in her arms.

Although the weather in September is not cold, it is not warm at night, and without any cover, it is easy to catch a cold.

"Toiletries are ready for you."

Ye Zhiyao handed the quilt to the older boy, and pointed to the bathroom, "After washing up, go to bed honestly, and go home obediently tomorrow, do you hear me?"

"Oh."

Zhang Yang listlessly went to wash up.

After coming out, Ye Zhiyao also went to wash up.

Zhang Yang looked into the little policewoman's eyes, their eyes were bright.

Will she take a bath? Do I want to take a peek?

As a result, Ye Zhiyao stopped at the door of the bathroom.

He raised his hand and made a shooting gesture at the big boy.

piu...

Rolling his eyes, Zhang Yang fell onto the sofa clutching his chest.

She was warning herself not to die.

Sister Smelly's methods are so cruel!

I am so unwilling, do I really want to sleep on the sofa all night.

Even Zhang Yang himself didn't expect that he, who hadn't slept for two days, was lying on the sofa for a while.

Not only fell asleep, but also snored.

I don't know when.

After washing up, Ye Zhiyao stood quietly beside the big boy.

Looking at the stinky child drooling like a child after sleeping soundly, she smiled.

With that smile, her cheeks are charming, her eyes are soft, and her eyes are blurred.

Picking up the thin quilt to cover Zhang Yang, he turned around and walked towards the bedroom.

She just took one step, but Ye Zhiyao couldn't take the second step.

Turning around uncontrollably, he squatted down slowly.

Looking at the handsome face so close at hand, I started to be dazed...

...

When he opened his eyes, Zhang Yang felt pain all over his body.

Not only that, he found himself with a cold.

Glancing out the window, it was already bright.

Sitting up in a daze, Zhang Yang called out hoarsely, "Sister."

No one responded.

Only then did she wake up, thinking that Ye Zhiyao should go to work.

Seeing the tofu nao and fried dough sticks on the coffee table, Zhang Yang's heart warmed a little.

He still has a little conscience... Enduring his dizziness, he began to eat and drink.

After breakfast, the feeling of confusion faded a lot.

I was just about to get up, take a shower, buy some medicine and go home.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

I rub, are you stupid?

Sick, this is a chance given by God.

Let you have an excuse not to go.

Why do you want to go home?

At night.

When Ye Zhiyao came home and saw that the big boy hadn't left, she was a little angry at first.

But when she saw the abnormal blush on Zhang Yang's face, she froze.

Half an hour later, the doctor from the clinic was invited to the home, and Zhang Yang was given a bottle.

Looking at the big boy who was smiling silly and winking at her, Ye Zhiyao looked complicated.

Warm night.

Ye Zhiyao, carrying a bowl of soup, walked out of the kitchen.

A cold and a cold, a little trouble.

The doctor in the clinic suggested drinking some Guizhi Decoction, which has the effect of warming and relieving the exterior, clearing the lungs and dispelling cold.

"As expected of the second generation, she is really delicate."

Looking at Zhang Yang who was sitting obediently on the sofa, Ye Zhiyao handed over the Guizhi soup, "Drink it yourself."

"If you don't feed me, I won't drink."

Zhang Yang refused to pick up the soup bowl, and began to threaten, "If I'm not well, I'll just hang on."

Ye Zhiyao: ...

I have nothing to do with stinky kids who play tricks, so I have to hold a spoon in one hand and a bowl in the other, "Open your mouth."

But……

Zhang Yang stuck to Ye Zhiyao and got into Ye Zhiyao's arms, like a clingy milk dog.

"what?"

Ye Zhiyao's face turned cold, but she didn't run away.

Zhang Yang lay in Ye Zhiyao's arms and hummed, "I can drink like this."

"..."

Ye Zhiyao squinted and looked at the child in her arms, "You won't pretend to be sick, will you?"

I rub it, have you been discovered... Zhang Yang felt a little guilty.

In fact, he is almost healed after hitting a bottle.

Right now, she is indeed pretending to be weak, haggard, and pitiful.

"Where is it?"

Zhang Yang murmured, "I'm exhausted right now."

Looking at the big boy in her arms who looked like a nursing baby, Ye Zhiyao sighed silently.

Knowing that he is acting, but still can't help but feel soft-hearted!

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