Suo Yu looked at him with a grin, her slender hand touching his chest, patting him with a slightly doggy dust, and a flattering smile on his face.

"Second Master Ai, I didn't want to kick you. I touch my conscience to tell you that I didn't mean to kick you. ”

Ai Zhenlin glanced at her: "Do you still have a conscience?" If you have no conscience, where can you touch your conscience? ”

Suo Yu: "......"

Can't retreat, her subordinates kept slapping the ashes, and continued to flatter: "I swear to the vicissitudes of life, I really didn't want to kick you in my heart at that time. I'm a reflex, yes, it's all a reflex, please ignore me. ”

Ai Zhenlin propped himself up on the chair beside Suo Yu, and Suo Yu stepped forward to pat the dust on his chest. That posture is a bit like throwing into your arms, slightly ambiguous.

"Okay, my Yu'er didn't want to kick me, it's just a reflex. So Suo Yu, you still remember me in your heart. Missed me? You can't bear to kick it, right? ”

The logic of bullshit is simply speechless! The bull's head is not in the horse's mouth, and the strong words are reasonable! What kind of absurd logic is this Ai Zhenlin, far-fetched, Suo Yu is simply speechless.

She gave him a blank look: "You are a lot of old people, and you are still entangled in whether you want to discuss the love issue discussed by kindergarten children like me, are you naïve?" ”

He stepped forward with a smile and looked at her with doting, affectionate and focused, the whole world was like her, he held the back of her head with his hand and took her into his arms.

Suo Yu only felt that his whole body was shrouded in Ai Zhenlin's breath, his chest rose and fell, and his voice sounded as if he was coming from afar, and it was as low as a big drum.

"Hard-mouthed guy, let me see how hard your mouth really is."

How do you see how hard her mouth is?

Looking at his expression as if he was going to kiss her, feeling the familiar fortitude all over his body, the tense man's physique! Suo Yu froze, this is to kiss her, right? Do you want to kiss?

Do you close your eyes and accept it, or push him away?

She was struggling, her eyes narrowing involuntarily.

Who knew that Ai Zhenlin suddenly widened the distance between the two, quickly dodged, and sat on the chair next to him as if nothing happened.

Suo Yu: "........"

It all came so fast that she didn't even react to what's going on?

"What's wrong with you?"

Ai Zhenlin looked at her, straightened his body, and raised his legs dignifiedly, looking like a noble son.

"Come here, wipe the footprints on my chest first."

Well, there are indeed some that haven't been cleaned, Suo Yu got up from the chair and kicked it himself, he always has to shoot it clean.

Uncle Ai Zhenlin usually spreads his hands and lets her shoot. Suo Yu went over to dust her like a little woman. That looks a bit like a maid serving the eldest young master.

It was at this time that the core members of ZMM came in from outside, the Three Musketeers.

The voice of the sword idiot came, simple and loyal: "Boss, the two deputy commanders of country S have been sent away, this is the list of the capital hospital of country S that they gave when they left." There is also a list of M33 patients who have been filed so far, and they say that we may use ......."

Before he could finish speaking, he paused as soon as he reached the door.

What he saw, he saw Suo Yu patting the dust on Ai Zhenlin's chest, a willing little woman, and their boss had an expression of the old men letting Suo Xiaoya wait.