Fang Qing'er stuck out her tongue and said, "Do you think that girls love to be clean like you boys?"

Ye Fei touched his nose and said in his heart: Lao Tzu has long since transformed from a boy to Dao: "Qing'er, it's so late, take a shower and go to bed early." ”

Fang Qing'er smiled sweetly and said "um" softly.

Ye Fei turned back to the room and rushed into the bathroom with a pair of boxer briefs and big pants, and took a shower with joy. When he came out, he was still in old-fashioned gear, a pair of big pants, and a pair of flip-flops.

"Qing'er, you go take a shower first, and I'll do the laundry later. ”

Fang Qing'er let out a distracted "oh", when she saw Ye Fei's red body, with scars of different shapes and pitted scars densely covered with bulging muscles full of explosive power, her eyes were a little confused, and she couldn't help but gently stroke Ye Fei's back with both hands.

There, a narrow scar slanted down from his shoulder, seemingly able to split Ye Fei in half with a single sword.

Even though the scar has healed, the scar is like a ditch, shocking.

From the first day she met Ye Fei, the simple-minded Fang Qing'er had a different feeling. This young man who smiles and jokes every day is burdened with too many secrets.

Every scar on his body represents a story.

Fang Qing'er is a careful girl, Ye Fei never mentions his past, and Fang Qing'er never asks. But every night, when she saw the scars on Ye Fei's body, she would always feel inexplicable in her heart. Recently, this feeling has become more and more intense, as if an invisible hand has pinched his heart, and his heart is a little stuffy.

Fang Qing'er gently stroked the sunken scar on Ye Fei's shoulder, which was less than two inches from his heart. She could be sure that it was caused by a bullet, and it was less than two inches away, and this shot could kill Ye Fei.

The scars slashed through Fang Qing'er's heart like knives, her eyes were filled with a hint of mist, and she murmured softly: "Does it hurt?"

A warm current flowed in his heart, and Ye Fei suddenly grabbed Fang Qing'er and hugged it strongly. Fang Qing'er's soft delicate body exuded warmth, and a faint fragrance of virginity came into her nose. Her breathing was a little short, but she didn't struggle to break free of Ye Fei's embrace as usual.

Snuggling up to Ye Fei's broad chest and feeling the very regular beating of Ye Fei's heart, Fang Qing'er suddenly found that Ye Fei was like a mountain, as long as he was by his side, he would always feel satisfied and comfortable.

Fang Qing'er suddenly found that she had unconsciously relied on this feeling. After a few months of getting along, she has fallen in love with this young man with a little hooligan temperament but full of strength.

When Ye Fei teased himself, not only did he not get angry, but he had a feeling that he couldn't explain it.

When Ye Fei cooked by himself, he would look at his back with a sweet smile. When he is away, he feels lost, like he has lost something most precious.

Could this be the love described in it?

Fang Qing'er's face seemed to be burned by fire, flushed red, and a feeling that she had never felt before permeated her heart, mixed with sweet happiness, faint sadness, distress, and attachment.

Ye Fei restrained the uninhibited evil smile that was often on his lips, and said lazily: "It doesn't hurt"

Fang Qing'er lowered her head and buried herself in Ye Fei's broad chest, suddenly burrowed her head out, looked up at Ye Fei, her eyes were full of bravery: "Ye Fei, if one day, you haven't met someone you like, can you marry me?"

Suddenly, it seemed that an invisible hand suddenly stirred a certain string in Ye Fei's heart.

Since becoming an excellent mercenary and following the hunter mercenary organization to fight all year round, Ye Fei has clearly realized that people like them who are precarious and may not be able to see the sun tomorrow anytime and anywhere are not worthy of love.

So Ye Fei has been avoiding this question all along. He was uninhibited and led the Hunter Mercenary Order to new heights. The same goes for his brothers. They look for women, unleash all their energy and passion, but none of them have a woman by their side, and none of them have a brother who will fall in love with any girl.

It's not that they can't soak it, it's that they don't want to. I don't want to die suddenly in battle one day, my wife looks at that grave, and miserably remarries or remains widowed for a lifetime.

And now, the string in Ye Fei's heart was suddenly plucked.

Affection gave this gentle and understanding girl great courage to summon up the courage to say this loving sentence.

Ye Fei suddenly felt his hair blocked and bitter in his heart.

"If one day, you don't meet someone you like, can you marry me" If the love is not deep, how can Fang Qing'er be shy, how can she say such a thing with a simple personality.

Ye Fei hugged Fang Qing'er tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his body and become a part of himself: "Qing'er, if one day I live a normal life, I will definitely marry you." ”

A feeling called happiness instantly filled Fang Qing'er's heart, "Hmm"

Early in the morning, Ye Fei was woken up by the alarm clock. However, it was not his alarm clock, nor Fang Qing'er's alarm clock. Fang Qing'er went to work on time at eight o'clock every morning.

Ye Fei took flip-flops, stretched his waist, walked out of the room, and immediately smelled a faint aroma of porridge. Taking a deep breath, Ye Fei realized that his Five Organs Temple had erected a white flag very undisciplinedly.

Han Jie was woken up by the alarm clock, opened her eyes in a daze, glanced at the unfamiliar surroundings and Ye Fei, and shouted in surprise: "Where is this, who are you?"

Ye Fei rolled his eyes and said, "Why are you yelling at the little monster, this is my home." ”

Han Jie's face was surprised and vigilant, and she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her shoulder, and looked down at her shoulder: "Hey, where is your police uniform?"

Han Jie was shocked and jumped up from the sofa.

Ye Fei's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed: "Tsk, what a pair of slender legs, smooth as jade." Not an inch, not less than a point, can be called the golden ratio. ”

"Hooligan" Han Jie was originally hot-tempered, but now she is inexplicably in a strange environment, and she seems to have been changed.

As soon as she thought that she had been changed her clothes and her innocence was seen by the young man in front of her, Han Jie had an urge to go berserk: "Damn stinky rascal, I'm going to kill you." ”

Han Jie flew her legs and quickly kicked at Ye Fei's knee.

A playful smile crossed the corner of Ye Fei's mouth, and his left leg was raised, just blocking Han Jie's kick. Han Jie kicked Ye Fei's left leg, and suddenly felt like she was kicking on an iron plate.

The raw pain of the staggering is painful.

Ye Fei said with a smile: "If the beauties have had enough fun, let's start eating breakfast, if we haven't had enough, just let the horse come, brother will follow."

Han Jie was angry, and her right hand touched her waist: "Bastard, the old lady shot you down." ”

"Don't touch it, the gun is on the table. ”

Han Jie touched the air, stunned for a moment, and then quickly took the matching gun on the table next to her in her hand and shot it at Ye Fei.

It's violent. Even Ye Fei was taken aback by Han Jie's ferocious movements.

Han Jie pulled the trigger, but there was no reaction from the gun. Han Jie didn't give up, and pulled it several times in a row, but there was still no reaction from the gun. The mercenary king of the sister-in-law is rampant in the city

Ye Fei said playfully: "With a gun without bullets, you are a little kid when you are a brother, so easy to scare." ”

Han Jie threw the gun towards the sofa with hatred, hugged her shoulders with both hands, and stared at Ye Fei with her eyes that could kill people, as if she had some deep hatred with Ye Fei, as if she wanted to dismantle Ye Fei into eight pieces, Silver Tooth gritted and said hatefully: "Honestly, what kind of beastly thing did you rascal do to the old lady."

Ye Fei's face "suddenly realized", Lao Tzu said that why did the beautiful policeman suddenly eat gunpowder and use violence against herself, feelings are like this.

Ye Fei said angrily: "Good intentions are not rewarded, your clothes were changed by Fang Qing'er for you." ”

"Who is Fang Qing'er?"

"A good girl. ”

"Oh" It seemed that she was wrong to blame others, Han Jie gently rubbed the wound on her shoulder and said, "The wound was also handled by her."