If Ying Mingyu was not a criminal policeman, Lu Qianqian would have responded to him long ago even if he felt that he was unattainable. But he is a criminal policeman, and he is still a criminal police captain, just like her father in the early years.

This is the only point, even if Lu Qianqian is reluctant, it is impossible to agree to be with Ying Mingyu.

In the next period of time, Ying Mingyu was very busy in the bureau, and occasionally came back for dinner every night as usual.

But the two sat together and didn't say a word, even when they came back from the celebration that night, Ying Mingyu was not drunk, and after going back, they washed and rested without saying anything.

Seeing that this month was coming to an end, Ying Mingyu asked her one day after dinner: "The New Year will be next month, you won't travel recently, right?" ”

Lu Qianqian nodded and thought that he hadn't spoken for a long time, and opened his mouth again: "No." ”

"Do you have any idea when you're going home?"

"Probably... In a few days. What about you? "She hasn't taken a job lately, and she has a lot of free time, but she doesn't know when he'll leave, and she's not in a hurry to go home.

Ying Mingyu wanted to take her back with him, what was the use of saying this, he didn't say it.

"Didn't you say you wanted to paint me before, tell me when you want to paint, the bureau has been quite peaceful recently, and it's very convenient to take a break." Ying Mingyu glanced at her as he spoke.

Lu Qianqian also stared at him when he heard this, his face has not been very good these days, I don't know if it was because she brushed his face that night.

He promised to paint her at that time, and said that he wanted her to do a few things, the first of which was to move in, and the second, needless to say, was to work in the police station, which he had already taken back by himself, and there was a third thing to think about.

"Really?"

Ying Mingyu let out a sigh: "You know what I mean, I want to finish this thing for you before the year, you think about it and tell me, I can do it at any time." ”

"Winter is so cold, wait until the beginning of spring......" Under Ying Mingyu's sight, Lu Qianqian didn't say more.

Tossing and turning for two sleepless nights, Lu Qianqian wrote back to Ying Mingyu on the night of February 1: "I think about it, tomorrow afternoon, I want to paint." ”

"Are you sure?" Ying Mingyu stared at her intently for a while.

Lu Qian smiled and nodded: "It's rare for you to be kind, I'm afraid there may not be a next time if you miss it." ”

"That's a good point." She's kind of knowledgeable.

No. 2 Ying Mingyu took a vacation, and he was in a good mood when he got up in the morning, and he was smiling when he ate breakfast, which made Lu Qianqian feel flustered.

After lunch, Ying Mingyu took a lunch break as usual, Lu Qianqian prepared a sketchpad and easel, pulled up all the curtains in the living room, turned on the lights, and turned on the heating in the hall, and wanted to move the sofa to his side, but failed.

When Ying Mingyu got up, he saw her pushing the sofa there: "What are you doing?" ”

"I think I can still stay in a lying position for a long time, so I want to move the sofa to you to use."

Ying Mingyu shook his head speechlessly, asked her to get up first, he easily completed the matter with his hands, and put the place according to her instructions.

"Take it off now?" After putting the sofa away, he stood up, and Ying Mingyu asked like this.

Lu Qianqian subconsciously raised his hand to cover his nose, and said, "You... That one... ...... in the room"

Seeing that she couldn't say a word clearly for a long time, Ying Mingyu then asked: "Do you want to help me take it off?" ”

Lu Qianqian's face flushed, and he couldn't feel whether there was a nosebleed or not.

"Yourself... Wait until you lie there, and raise your hands to support the side of your face, so that you can put it closer to your ears and not cover your face. Lu Qianqian gave up the entanglement and pointed to the sofa to explain his posture.

"You don't want to take a closer look first, check the front and back?" Ying Mingyu didn't say anything polite to her, and asked without buttoning.

"No, no, no," Lu Qianqian's confidence was insufficient, and he refused purely by verbal repetition to add some credibility, "I can draw what I look at." ”

Ying Mingyu didn't argue with her, but changed his back to face her, untied his belt and prepared to take off his pants.

Lu Qianqian clenched his fist and grabbed the paintbrush he picked up casually, and looked at it without blinking, he had many scars on his back and a bullet hole, which she had never seen before. He had come out of the bathroom undressed when she first moved in, but there were no scars on the front, except for the stab wound on his lower back.

Ying Mingyu only woke up when she turned around, and he asked with a smile: "That's all there is left, do you still take it off?" ”

Lu Qianqian looked him up and down, but no, she took a deep breath: "Will it be cold?" ”

"Maybe it won't be in a while." Ying Mingyu didn't embarrass her anymore, took off her underwear and lay on the sofa for a short time. Fortunately, this sofa is used by lazy people, and a person lying down will automatically expand and contract according to the height of the person, and it will become shorter but longer, but it does not seem to compress the person.

Lu Qian swallowed his saliva lightly, and after reading it from beginning to end, he made a quick memory first. She has a strong ability to memorize materials, but the material in front of her is a little difficult.

After remembering the whole, Lu Qianqian did some of the details, especially a certain place, which was really unfamiliar to her.

Ying Mingyu is actually not embarrassed, although he is a man, it is a little too much for her to stare at it so much.

"From... Get up......" Lu Qianqian didn't start writing yet, and looked at Ying Mingyu's face in embarrassment.

"You stare at it so passionately, can it not react?"

"It's... Is it? ”

"You don't start painting because you don't know enough about what you want to draw, you should have guessed, I promised you to paint, what's the third thing I want you to do?" Ying Mingyu stood up as he spoke, went around to the drawing board and hugged the person, "Is it okay in your room?" ”

The paintbrush in Lu Qianqian's hand let go and fell to the ground, she hugged the man's neck and did not speak.

Ying Mingyu knew that she was afraid of her room, and behind her sketchpad was her room, which was closer.

opened the door and went in, and found that the curtains in her room were closed, it seemed that she had already prepared, and Ying Mingyu was in a better mood.

When the door closed, the sign outside the door that said "Gentlemen do not enter" waved twice.

"Give you a chance to get to know what you want to draw, you can see it, touch it as you want." Although Ying Mingyu waited too long for this day, he could still tease her patiently.

Unexpectedly, she once dreamed that what he did with others would happen to her, and Lu Qianqian couldn't help but tremble.

Except for the fact that he couldn't restrain his heartbeat, Lu Qianqian was not polite to him, but he was unfamiliar with the facts on this bed. She also wanted to look at what she hadn't seen clearly just now, but Ying Mingyu didn't let her climb down, and what she said to him was a little contrary.

Ying Mingyu is also convinced by her, she can do whatever she is interested in, he really can't compare. He didn't let her see it, so he guided her to reach out and touch it, Lu Qianqian really felt it with his heart, and he didn't stop playing for a while.

Because of this, Ying Mingyu planned a little in advance, and omitted a drop in foreplay.

After the wish came true, Ying Mingyu had time to chat with her: "I haven't seen it before, so I'm curious?" ”

Lu Qianqian replied bluntly: "I've seen it, I haven't touched it." ”

You are ruthless, Ying Mingyu thought about it like this, and warned: "Don't touch it again now." ”

"Dirty, aren't you going to wash it?" Lu Qianqian said without concealing it at all.

Ying Mingyu was afraid of her: "I'll take you to wash?" ”

"You go first."

"It's okay, you can lie down again." Ying Mingyu kissed her on the cheek and got out of bed to take a shower first.

When he came out, his clothes were folded and placed on the sofa, and Lu Qianqian was behind the drawing board, already drawing with a pen.

"What's the hurry, go take a shower and rest first."

Lu Qianqian obediently went to the bathroom, Ying Mingyu took down the sign on her door by herself, and when she went in to look, she found that she had changed the sheets, and even the quilt was folded.

Ying Mingyu was a little unhappy, he planned to lie on the bed with her again, what did she mean by this?

When Lu Qianqian came out, he was going to paint, but Ying Mingyu directly hugged someone back to the room, hugged each other again and lay on the bed.

"What a painting idiot, don't you have the ability to never forget, besides, forget to come again, what are you afraid of?"

"......" Lu Qianqian's tongue trembled in pain, "Come again?" It hurts. ”

Ying Mingyu laughed angrily at her, and coaxed: "This is the first time, and it won't be next time." ”

Also next time...... Lu Qianqian didn't scold him just now, didn't interrupt him, didn't refuse, he didn't mean that she could suffer, she just held back.

"Okay, it's all my fault, let you fight?"

Where is Lu Qianqian so calculating, pouting and leaning against the people around him, he fell asleep groggily.

When she woke up that day, it was night, Ying Mingyu saw that she woke up before ordering takeout, and after the takeaway arrived, she directly hugged someone to the table to eat.

Lu Qianqian saw that he was so attentive and caring, and he couldn't tell whether to be happy or afraid.

After dinner, Ying Mingyu hugged her back to the room, and also helped her get the picture album computer, so that she could watch and play whatever she wanted to play in bed, which was convenient.

"Don't get up tomorrow to make breakfast, I'll buy something to eat on the way myself."

Lu Qianqian saw that he was still not going out, and looked up at him from the album. He was in a good mood and kept smiling, and she saw more and her heart beat faster a lot.

"Shallow, don't you have anything to tell me?" Ying Mingyu looked up at her and reached out to take her hand.

Lu Qianqian's palms were a little sweaty, and he thought for a while: "You took my brand away?" ”

Ying Mingyu didn't like this topic: "You still want to hang it on the door, and when will I enter the room and take it off?" ”

Although he took the initiative among the two of them, when it came to the depth of feelings, Ying Mingyu felt that it should be about the same, she wouldn't want to treat him like this, right?

Lu Qianqian withdrew her hand, she didn't know how this person could say such a thing, how could she mean that.

In the next few days, Ying Mingyu commuted to work as usual, and when he came back, he saw that she was busy painting that masterpiece, and he would not go over to look at it. He was still familiar with his own body, but he didn't want to know what it would be like when she wrote it, and it wasn't too late to see when it was done.

Ying Mingyu slid all the bead curtains in the middle of the living room to both sides, so that there would be no more concealment and estrangement between the two.

On the third day, he also brought back a bouquet of lilies, which he went to the flower shop to ask the clerk to recommend, and he wanted to say that it was customary to send roses, so he would send something good.

Lu Qianqian didn't say anything to him this time, took the flowers and put them in a bottle and put them in the lattice of her bookshelf.

These days, Ying Mingyu will laugh with her when he goes home, and the topic of this night is his childhood.

Lu Qianqian couldn't help laughing when he heard the funny story, he almost overdid the salt, and when he turned around and handed it to him, he asked: "Ying Mingyu, when you were a child, how did your parents call you, did you call you by your nickname or the second word in your name, Xiao Ming?" ”

Ying Mingyu watched her play word games, and came back after serving the dishes and said, "What's wrong with Xiao Ming?" What do you want to call it? ”

Lu Qianqian didn't dare: "Xiao Ming... Were you busy in elementary school? ”

"How?"

"Xiao Ming, Xiao Hua, and Xiao Hong were all very busy in elementary school, either to help their mother go shopping, or to walk around and count the time, aren't they?"

"Haha." Ying Mingyu laughed, he rarely surfed the Internet, how could he have heard this kind of joke.