Lin Fei had already gradually stopped speaking and thinking, sleeping soundly like a baby, and even sounded a slight snoring sound until the roar, as if he was holding his breath vigorously, as if he had stopped breathing and wheezing.

A few times, Pingguo felt that he had to wake up Lin Feilai, who seemed to be about to turn his back on his breath, but he exhaled a long and roaring breath......

Hehe, such a sleeping position~

Perhaps, the charm of a successful man lies in his self-confidence, bravery, courage, wisdom, humor, delicacy and ease, right?

Some people say that if a man wants to get the lover of his dreams, he must have three knives, that is, three advantages: one is money, the second is courage, and the third is kung fu.

Pingguo thinks it's really a wise saying.

She sat up straight and stared at Lin Fei, from head to toe, including every tiny spot, every small scar, carefully watching over and over again, and then smoothing his frowning brow with her hands, watching him listen to how he grew from the subtle snoring to getting louder, thicker, and blocked...... Until quietly.

Pingguo thought: "Tomorrow, we must force him to go to the hospital and have it checked, there must be a disease in his throat, and it is unknown what other serious illness may indicate him." ”

Pingguo pulled out a soft and snow-white pillow from under Lin Fei's head.

Lin Fei, who was frowning again and sleeping soundly, seemed to be breathing a little calmer.

She thought, "That's it, we've done everything?"

No precursors, no strangeness, no guilt, not even guilt?

Pingguo, you are really depraved!

What makes you so heh?

Tomorrow, how will you face the police? How will you warn others of the dangers of extramarital affairs?

Pingguo, you are no longer competent, and you are no longer worthy of being a female police officer!

But, but in front of such a man, it feels really good.

He is so good: calm, confident, mature, warm, meticulous, brave, passionate, persistent and empathetic. ”

Pingguo's extraordinary excitement made her feel no sleep.

She wanted to quietly go to sleep in another bed, but as soon as she slipped out of bed, Lin Fei felt it, dragged her back, and said domineeringly: "Little villain, you are not allowed to escape, look at you, make me strong again......"

As soon as he spoke, he turned over and started again......

used to be her most despised, but now it has become her singing?

Lin Fei fell asleep again and fell asleep......

Pingguo slid under the bed, pulled a thin snow-white eiderdown quilt to cover his body, and then she quietly walked to another bed in the outhouse, lay down, comfortably straightened her legs, straightened her toes, and crossed her hands over the top of her head, a particularly comfortable and pleasant taste, soaked up and down her body, and the whole body was comfortable~

In Pingguo's mind, he continued to reminisce about the passion generated by the skin-to-skin blind date, and slowly sank into sleep......

In her sleep, she woke up suddenly.

It turns out that it is still in the hotbed of sweetness.

Nightmares are the distress signals sent by the human body to the brain, and nightmares are the brain's hints and predictions of life.

In the past, she often had the feeling that the place she first arrived at was once in a dream, and those familiar scenes, people, and even what she said, were exactly the same as in the dream.

After being alone, she often disobeys dreams and orders.

If that's what she should do, she bears it.

If people come to trample on it, she fights.

In the face of fierce contradictions, she advocates detachment and avoidance, the so-called taking a step back and opening up the sky.

Nowadays, how to "open the sky"?

For example, Pingguo and Battle's breakup was obviously the fault of the other party, even if he returned to the friendship relationship, but when he insisted that he would not give him a house to live in and would not want to break up, Pingguo was still moved by compassion.

Worldly people really can't see men clearly when they don't have an ultimatum!

Pingguo had too much disgust at that time, and there were too many feelings: the so-called love turned out to be a painful lesson in the end.

She sacrificed her love and future, and finally recognized the worldliness, meanness and cruelty of so-called love.

Self-righteous women in love have no eyes, IQ and brains, and they knowingly get drunk desperately, even if they spend their blood and fall into the abyss and hell of the world.

Originally, the most fundamental responsibility of love is: restrain yourself.

But Battle indulged himself and betrayed Pingo not only emotionally, but also physically.

At that time, Pingguo always revealed beauty in sorrow and lived happiness in compassion.

Even though she herself had never felt that kind of free and easy happiness.

In the face of temptation, many people are sticking to their love, and interpreting the supreme realm of "holding the hand of the son and growing old with the son" with responsibility and commitment.

Originally, love is a promise that will last a lifetime, but once you neglect it a little and lose sight of one or the other, it will only make your tired body and mind worse.

The way and method of the party at fault to use love as a coercion to profit made Pingguo completely chill Battle, she gritted her teeth and said: "For the sake of me who gave all the first time to you, for the sake of my love face, for the sake of you and the biological father of my princess, I can lend you the house that my parents gave me to you to live in temporarily!"

Afterwards, she once commented to her girlfriend Zhang Jing: "Look, if you don't get to the most critical point, you will never be able to recognize the true face of a man." Look, that's the nature of a man who still keeps saying, how and how to love me deeply!"

People, as long as they are a normal person, by nature, have the same way of thinking and acting as ordinary people, especially a worldly man.

Falling in love with a married man is even more inevitable!

Mature men always know how to make women love and hate.

The most ambiguous emotions can often change a woman's shape...... If you add the deliberate change of appearance and the change of character created by hard work, the most important thing is the rebellion that resolutely and resolutely breaks with everything in the past spiritually and ideologically, it will definitely make a woman reborn.

The presence of dopamine is a perfect match for a beautiful woman.

An independent-minded woman soaked in tears and bitterness is the most beautiful and amorous.

Perhaps, this is what Lin Fei likes.

In his eyes, the woman's spiritual world is incomparably mysterious and incomparably attractive, the woman's character is round and square, under the tender and watery appearance, beating a strong heart, and to operate himself completely according to his own feelings, not afraid of danger, with wisdom, personality, charm to conquer danger, know how to comfort and take care of men's self-esteem and body, will not let men really fall in love.

What about the woman's three knives? Ping Guo and the head of the criminal police detachment, Ping Wei, once discussed this issue together, and their cognition was basically the same.

That's what Ping Yu said:

"From a purely male point of view, don't blame it for being indecent.

From a big point of view, in the arsenal of women's charm, there are three tactful and gentle knives:

The first knife is looks. For example, the eyebrows and eyes, the eyebrows are green mountains, the eyes are green water, and when the eyebrows and eyes are swinging, the green mountains and green waters are long. For example, the waist, the jade ring chest, the small waist, the chest and waist shake, the milk is shining, and there is no shore to turn back. For example, the skin, the blue field is warm, the nephrite is smoking, caressing the past, delicate and smooth, without stagnation.

The second knife is power. New China, the 21st century, women have been emancipated, and the world is divided into two. If the girl says, I am the boss of Dongcheng, and today's troubles, I will settle them for you tomorrow. If the girl says, my father is a minister, and the contract doesn't need to be changed, so just sign it. If the girl says, I'll go first, you can sleep a little longer, the envelope has three times the money you want and my mobile phone number, call me often, like to listen to your voice. Hehe, then, will the image of the girl in the minds of men gradually grow taller?

The third knife is attitude. The "state" of "flattering to the bones" and the "degree" of "magnanimity". Attitude is the spirit, attitude is the talent.

Since it is a knife, it can be raised and dropped by the knife, which makes a man's heart shake, and his dream is haunted until he makes a promise. However, appearance is not as good as power, and power is not as good as attitude.

Looks are not enough. There is no thousand days of red, time is a machine that does not understand personal fraud, regardless of Zhang San and Li Si, seeing it, the eyebrows and eyes have become a dragon's beard ditch, and the waist has become a post office box.

The power is not enough. There are many ups and downs in the rivers and lakes, the boss can't do it for a lifetime, it's not easy to retreat bravely from the torrent, and it's even more difficult to retreat with the whole body. No matter how big that girl's father is, there are discipline inspectors who take care of him, and there is also a time to retire. I eat too much soft rice, be careful that my teeth and mouth degenerate, and my face can no longer be hideous.

In the end, it is still the attitude. 'Only because of the feeling of Jun looking back, I still think about it and twilight. ’”

Thinking about it this way, Pingguo and Lin Fei are probably the kind of emotional "attitude" that "only looks back on the gentleman, and still thinks about the twilight", right?

Thinking about it this way, it is possible that people may have different "attitudes" one day. I'm afraid there is nothing, let alone forever.

Pingguo's uneasiness and strange feelings gradually climbed, and where did this feeling come from?

Could it be that a female police officer who upholds morality and traditional concepts has become a thief who tramples on other people's lives and steals other people's feelings?

She didn't know what the problem was, and she was tossing and turning like this.

Lin Fei seems to be a nobody, maybe he often brings women to this ghostly and romantic coconut city?

Pingguo wants to get into it.

Pingguo came to Lin Fei's side, and as soon as he leaned over, he was pulled into the bed again. Because the air conditioner is always on, it is only when the quilt is covered that it feels comfortable and refreshing.

Pingguo smiled: "It turns out that you have never fallen asleep!"

Lin Fei squinted his slender eyes and looked at Pingguo, who felt that the light was particularly bright in the dim room, like lightning before a rainstorm.

Pingguo was confused, Lin Fei had already grabbed Pingguo's right hand with his left hand, led her, moved down, and placed it on top of the towering yurt, Pingguo immediately felt a kind of expansion, as if he was about to take off again...... For her, this is really the first time, not to mention that Lin Fei begged her and wanted her......

It can't be, that's how animals behave.

"Let me, my dear...... Okay, okay...... Come on!"

The frightened and hesitant Pingguo gritted his teeth, his heart was crossed, and he lifted the quilt...... In her mind, what appeared was a passage written by the female writer Zhang Ailing:

"When she saw him, she became very low, low to the dust, but her heart was happy, and out of the dust blossomed flowers......"

The passion burst out, making Pingguo feel that every bundle of his nerves seemed to be burning, and each time it became more ferocious and enthusiastic, as if he could always entangle, surround, meet, and fly with Lin Fei's nerve cells to become a cloud or a gust of rain when they climbed into another heaven and became immortals.

No wonder the ancient literati called this: clouds and rain.

It is not like biology is called (copulation), political science is called (***), law is called (forcible) rape, medicine is called (***), philosophy is called (mutual) movement, art is called (intermingling) integration, and laymen are called beating (cannon).

When the day dawned, the sky above the gloomy city began to drift like a faint rain, and the air seemed exceptionally fresh and moist, as if rippling with a kind of warmth and warmth, and the coconut trees towering into the clouds and unknown flowers of various colors were vibrant and lush.

Pingguo pushed open the window, and a sweet wind blew in his face, and he instantly felt refreshed and refreshed.

During the morning tea, Pingguo wanted to speak several times, but seeing that Lin Fei was always silent, and didn't even look at her, she was a little confused, frustrated, and sentimental.

Fortunately, when he returned to the guest room, he seemed to be a little unable to straighten his waist, and in front of everyone, he grabbed her waist, as if he was a little unstable.

Her face flushed, and she immediately put her left hand into his right arm, and her emotions rose, and she said, "Shall we go for a walk in the street?"

He raised an eyebrow, "Now?"

She shook his right arm shyly: "Scatter...... Take a walk, just for a moment, okay?"

He shook his head, his eyes flashing slyly: "Look, I can't walk anymore...... Say, am I okay?"

Pingguo smiled shyly and said, "Of course it's good, but what I hope for the most hasn't had a chance to come true yet?"

Lin Fei asked strangely, "What else?"

Pingguo feels that this is what she has been looking forward to since the breakup, but no one has ever been able to make her snuggle up with her with joy and grace, just like "holding the hand of the son, growing old with the son", even if it is just a temporary, short walk together!

"I've been begging for five hundred years, hoping that the gods will bless me and my loved ones so that we can walk hand in hand through the winding streets of the south," Pinggo muttered...... I, Pingguo, can hold the right arm of the man I love openly and without anyone else, and walk in the warm and humid wind of this winter in a dignified, free and easy, happy way. ”

Lin Fei was very surprised, and after a long time, he hooked her nose with his hand and said, "Okay, let's go, take a stroll, take a walk!"

So, as if they were strolling leisurely, they actually wandered leisurely and openly on the coconut grove avenue in the coconut city at about 9 o'clock in the morning.

The gentle sea breeze is blowing, and the scattered raindrops are slanting down, so comfortable, so wonderful.

Pingguo held Lin Fei's arm tightly, listening to his low, pure and hoarse voice, she was deeply intoxicated, as for what was said, she no longer remembered, her memory always showed that wonderful feeling in her heart.

After that, they first visited the Tropical Botanical Garden.

After hearing about Pingguo's illness, Kaneko smiled happily:

"Haha, Pingguo, you've come to the right place, we'll go to Xinglong right now. The hot spring water there is guaranteed to cure your so-called illness in no time. ”

So, a black Lexus sedan was like an arrow, speeding down the highway, and arrived at Xinglong an hour later.

The beautiful scenery along the way, like a fleeting light:

The exceptionally pure blue sky and white clouds, as they change, the pineapple seedlings and rice seedlings on the ground appear in patches.

The tropical climate is really strange, one moment the sky is cloudy, even stormy, and the next, it is a sunny tropical scenery.