In the evening, I went back to the rental house.

The meals in the hospital canteen are relatively simple, and Chen Yiyao is now weak and needs to make up for it. I came back and made her a chicken soup, then used the chicken soup to make porridge, tore some chicken and put it in it, and added a few vegetable leaves, which was delicious and nutritious.

In order to prevent her from running away again, I took my passport and ID documents out of her bag and took them with me. In that case, she won't be able to go anywhere.

Chen Yiyao laughed at me and said I don't worry about her, I said I don't worry about it, when I can tie you to my side with a rope, I can rest assured.

She said that the rope was not safe, what if I untied it?

I nodded, pondered for a moment, and said I had a solution.

She asked me what to do?

I said, when you are well and discharged from the hospital, I will plant a seed in your belly, and you will not be able to escape.

She wondered for a moment and asked me how to grow seeds.

He reacted immediately, blushing and trying to hit me.

But jokes aside, I'm starting to think about it. Xia Yun cheated, I must divorce this marriage, in addition to monitoring, I also have to add other investigation methods, such as text messages, past whereabouts, especially hotel opening records, etc.

Officer Li should have a way.

I stewed the old hen, waited for the fire to boil and skimmed off the foam, turned the heat to low, threw a few red dates, wolfberries and codonopsis, and then returned to the living room and sat down in front of the computer.

It takes two hours to stew chicken, and the rest of the time, I can draw Ai Xiaoxi for a while.

I opened the sketchbook and flipped to a blank page.

In the surveillance, Ai Xiaoxi is doing yoga.

She lay on the ground, her body stretched.

The upper body is close to the ground, and the hips are high and backwards to the extreme.

It's a pose that inevitably makes people think about it.

Once Ah B really wanted to learn yoga, and even wanted to go to India to study and come back to be a yoga instructor.

I was surprised why he had such an idea, and he mysteriously said that practicing yoga has great benefits for sexual performance.

Isn't it just a self-cultivation exercise?

He shook his hand and said yes and no, you see, this "cat cow style", "downward dog style", these movements are very similar to some kind of movements from behind? Let me tell you, yoga is essentially a kind of exercise gymnastics in bed.

This theory makes me believe it.

However, after watching Ai Xiaoxi do yoga too much, I feel more and more that her kung fu in bed must not be weak.

Since Ai Xiaoxi knew that I was spying on her on the other side, she had occasionally sent me a few text messages every day for the past two days.

The content is nothing more than daily life, such as:

The sun is shining in the morning;

Malatang is so spicy;

If you don't run today, you're going to run tomorrow morning, do you want to go together......

And so on.

I wondered in my mind that her brain circuit, being spied on by strangers, shouldn't she be nervous, or should the curtains be closed to prevent prying eyes?

How did she seem to be enjoying it?

Even today's yoga, she has changed direction. In the past, it was facing the wall, but now it is facing the sun.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony allow me to see her body clearly.

Even, today, she still wears extraordinarily little and extraordinarily thin.

"It's so hot today." While doing yoga, she didn't forget to send me a text message.

"Turn on the air conditioner." I replied with three words.

"It's hot when it's on." She quickly returned.

I glanced at the screen. She was still in that position, lying on the ground, her chin and chest pressed against the ground, her ass raised high.

"Be serious." I'll reply to her.

"I'm hot." She replied to me right away.

"Little girl's family, what's hot?" I questioned.

"I'm an adult, okay?" She twisted her body.

"I can see it, I am indeed an adult." I looked back from her chest.

"Hee-hee, you're really peeking at me." She looked up at the window, then picked up her phone again, "There should be twenty rooms across the street now that can see me, I'm about to find you." ”

I sketched her on the paper as quickly as I could, and when I saw the text message, I smiled and replied to her immediately.

"Is the game fun?"

"It's exciting." Her reply made me a little embarrassed.

"Beware of getting stuck in it, you can't get out." I replied.

"Ah!!!! Rogues—"

Her reaction was so strange, what did I just say?

I glanced at my phone, didn't it mean that I couldn't get in or out......

Girls are dirty, they are really invincible in the world.

I reluctantly hit three symbols.

“？？？”

"Hee-hee (*^__^*)"

She changed her position, and now this angle is really unbearable.

"Did you do it on purpose, wearing so little?" I couldn't help but ask her.

"You can see it......" she replied to me with some schadenfreude.

"A few days ago, there was a rape in the oasis!" I scared her.

"Really? So scary? She was taken aback.

"So be careful about what you say and do." I say.

"Shouldn't you be the one to pay attention to? I'm at home, even if I strip naked, it's my freedom. I can think of her tone when she typed that.

“…… You're right, it's my fault. I'm sorry. I replied to her.

"So you think I'm seducing you?" She continued to ask me.

"No, no, no, no, it's my fault that I said, I'm sorry." I continue to apologize.

"You're right, I'm seducing you." She replied to me suddenly.

"......" I was completely speechless.

"Maybe it's because you gave me flowers on my birthday, I think in my heart you shouldn't be a bad person, you should be a very warm guy." She replied to me in a serious manner.

"Don't do things by feeling, maybe I'm a big pervert, or a burglar/rapist. You are a girl, you have to learn to protect yourself. I replied to her bitterly.

"I'll take care of myself." She replied to me.

"Hmm." I replied with one word.

"Hmm." She replied to me with a word.

"Why did he beat you that day?" I thought of this question and couldn't help but ask her.

"I don't really want to talk about it." She replied to me.

"Okay." I decided to stop texting for today.

"Do you believe in love?" She asked me a new question.

"Believe." I'll reply to her.

"Then do you think love and body can be separated?" She continued to ask me.

"What do you mean? Platonic love? ”

"I ask again." She re-typed a few lines at the end and sent it, "Give you a multiple-choice question, will you sleep with a woman you don't love, or even get married?" ”

"What would you choose?" I threw the question at her again.

"I'm also quite confused sometimes, I may not know what the difference is between liking and love, is it that a man is with a woman, or likes a woman, and will want to sleep with her?" Her question may be related to Su Junjie.

"Objectively speaking, it is easy for a man to have a strong interest in a woman from the perspective of both sexes." I replied.

"So you're impulsive to me, too."

She replied to me with an affirmative instead of a question.