Nie Zhao nodded and waved to her.

When she got home, she was lying on the sofa with a sore body, she was already starting to feel a little sleepy, and she had eaten a lot of snacks with Song Ke, and the things in her stomach that had not been chewed at all kept rolling, which made her uncomfortable.

After being dragged to the bathroom and taking a shower, she lay on the bed weakly, holding Jin Zhuoqi's waist and pillowed her head on his abdomen.

The night was silent, and the hustle and bustle of the day was gone, and the bedroom was quiet.

"Jin Zhuoqi." Nie Zhao called him.

Jin Zhuoqi hooked her long hair behind her ears and mumbled.

Nie Zhao said: "Song Ke said, it's not good for us to be like this. ”

Tied together all day.

Jin Zhuoqi was silent for a moment, looked at her, and asked, "Why is it not good." ”

Nie Zhao was speechless and asked him in a low voice, "How are you?" ”

Hearing the expected "um", Nie Zhao closed his eyes tightly, ignoring the response, "Then we'll be like this." ”

"You can't do without me anyway."

Jin Zhuoqi just smiled, "Who said I don't want you anymore?" ”

Nie Zhao pulled the sides of his pajamas, "I want to be rough. You. ”

Jin Zhuoqi smiled silently: "Come, lie down." ”

From behind, Nie Zhao's whole face was covered in the pillow, giving her the illusion of suffocation, and the constant trembling for a long time made her a little out of breath.

She felt a palm around the front of her neck, and each of the wide palms covered her neck, perhaps wanting her to lift her head, and as she swelled, she held her chin with the tiger's mouth, giving her a chance to breathe.

The action was so ruthless that it seemed to make her admit her mistake.

Dragged in tune, the end note was a grainy hoarseness, and a violent irrationality: "Can't live without me?" ”

"Call, you shouldn't have such thoughts."

How could his girl be insecure about him.

With him, she could be as selfish as she pleased.

Chapter 55

Nie Zhao also remembers Huang Yongyu's words now.

"Clear love, sincere like, direct disgust, standing under the sun and being firmly chosen."

It's what she loves, the perfect standard.

Nie Zhao woke up the next morning, unlike usual, she reached out and felt a hot back against her back, his chest pressed against her shoulder blades.

The curtains were drawn very tightly, and the curtains were still dark, but the whole bedroom was as bright as daytime, and Nie Zhao looked up to realize that he didn't know when he installed four headlights in this bedroom.

She couldn't see it before, and it was he who couldn't sleep at night with the lights on, and he was still there brightly.

Nie Zhao turned around in his arms, face to face with him, his forehead against his chin, probably awakened by her, Jin Zhuoqi let out a muffled snort, and scooped her into his arms face to face, his chin rested on the top of her head, his eyelids had not yet opened, and his voice was hoarse and magnetic: "Awake?" ”

Nie Zhao said yes.

Then he asked curiously, "Why don't you go to work today?" ”

Today Tuesday.

Jin Zhuoqi opened his eyes and said in a light voice: "I have deducted points, and I can't drive the car." ”

Nie Zhao: "......"

She now wonders if he did it on purpose yesterday.

Knowing that she was at the police station, he didn't need to be in a hurry at all and didn't need to run a red light.

Now it's okay, and the job is gone.

"I'm hungry."

Jin Zhuoqi lowered his head to look at Nie Zhao who was stuffed in the quilt, and asked softly, "What do you want to eat?" ”

Nie Zhao thought for a while: "Omelette, milk is good." ”

Jin Zhuoqi lifted the quilt and got up, pinched the back of her neck and kissed her on the forehead.

"Wait, squint first."

After saying that, he went to the bathroom to wash, and he was wearing a pair of trousers, and his upper body was open, revealing a beautiful back muscle line and a lean and powerful waist.

Nie Zhao sat on the bed and stared at his back, she could see some scratches on her shallow fingernails, she got out of bed, leaned against the bathroom door, and looked at the direction of his back.

His long arms propped up the sink, and Nie Zhao could also see a deep scar on his arm, and he didn't know when she went crazy to get it.

Nie Zhao asked abruptly, "What's wrong with your leg?" ”

Jin Zhuoqi knew that she was standing at the door, but he didn't look back, and when he heard her ask, he glanced back at her.

Nie Zhao still looked at him and said, "I just heard that your strength in walking is different. ”

Before he could say anything, Nie Zhao suddenly thought of something.

"You ...... Got into a car accident yesterday? ”

Jin Zhuoqi turned around and continued to brush his teeth, and snorted.

Nie Zhao pursed his lips and said nothing, and after a while, he said, "Did you go to the hospital to see you?" ”

Jin Zhuoqi turned around and came out of the bathroom, rubbed her head, found a sleeveless short T from the wardrobe and put it on, and said as he walked out, "It's okay, it's done." ”

Nie Zhao just looked at his back, took a deep breath and didn't say anything more.

She lowered her head and touched the scar on her arm with her fingers, so much, so ugly.

Even if she couldn't see it before, she could feel the scar on her arm, and many times she didn't feel ugly and painful, more guilty.

She didn't dare to expose Jin Zhuoqi in front of her like this, and when she thought of his expression of looking at her wound with cold eyes, her chest would be so tight that she couldn't breathe, and her heart hurt like a heart.

At that time, she subconsciously felt that if she was gone, Jin Zhuoqi would also be gone.

Looking at this house again, looking at everything here, it was almost the same as she imagined, but the color was a little different, she thought that Jin Zhuoqi would only like black, white and gray, but the bed sheets were blue, the desks were mint green, the cabinets were off-white, and many of her clothes were also of various colors.

Nie Zhao's eyes swept the wardrobe, and her and Jin Zhuoqi's clothes were all together, hanging messily, as if they were inseparable.

There was also a cardboard box under the wardrobe, Nie Zhao squatted down, opened the cardboard box, and saw that it contained a yellowed piece of clothing.

The clothes are clean and there are no broken and tattered, but after leaving them for too long, they will inevitably turn a little yellow.

She took it out of the box and was stunned when she saw the familiar name on her clothes.

This dress belonged to Jin Zhuoqi, and it was the name she had signed on the person very shamelessly when she went to see Jin Ruxin because of guilt, and when she met him when she went downstairs.

Nie Zhao touched the already shallow handwriting on it, folded it again, and put it in for him.

Why is he still there?

Nie Zhao didn't want to ask, and couldn't help but wonder, did Jin Zhuoqi have a good impression of her at that time? Is it because of those magazines?

Walking out of the living room, leaning against the wall and looking at Jin Zhuoqi standing in the kitchen in the distance with an apron on his body, Nie Zhao couldn't help but want to hook his lips.

"Jin Zhuoqi." She let out a loud cry.

Jin Zhuoqi didn't raise his head: "Huh? ”

Nie Zhao said quickly: "My eyes are better. ”

It seems that one more second will reveal the unstoppable joy in his tone.

Jin Zhuoqi tilted his head and glanced at her, and said very calmly, "I know." ”

didn't get the surprised expression he imagined, and Nie Zhao was still a little disappointed.

She walked up to him, her eyes looking directly at Jin Zhuoqi's face, Nie Zhao hadn't seen him on the day he was released from prison, and the last time he saw this face in his memory was when he killed someone in her house.

There is no big change, it seems to be a little taller, the facial features are more three-dimensional and heroic, and the body is full of the charm of a mature man.

"When did you find out?"

"I'll know when I wake up and see you." The corners of Jin Zhuoqi's mouth curled slightly, turned off the heat, pinched the plate and put the omelette on it, and said sideways, "I want to see what the hell you want to do." ”

Nie Zhao whistled at his back, "you." ”

After saying that, he turned around and went out of the kitchen.

Although there is a range hood, she also doesn't like the smell of oil smoke very much, and it makes her a little sick to her stomach.

When Crush saw her, he ran over and grabbed her pant leg and meowed, and she was now able to get along with people.

Nie Zhao held it in his arms and stroked it again and again.

In fact, a few days after graduating from high school, she had the intention of giving away the kitten because she didn't know how long she would live.

But at that time, Lu Xiang said that even she didn't want it, would anyone like it too?

Lu Xiang's tone was very serious: "You see that she still likes you, at least when I come, I feed her and she doesn't eat, she only allows you to get close." Nie Zhao, don't give it up, just let it see love. ”

Nie Zhao realized that she was like this cat now, and the owner of the cat was Jin Zhuoqi.

She sat down on the sofa and walked around the apartment, and as soon as she walked in, she saw a box of toffee next to her.

She was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Jin Zhuoqi.

I walked over and ate one, and sat on the cabinet next to me boredom and dangled my legs.

She was a little suspicious that Jin Zhuoqi had bought a box on purpose, but had not told her, so that she would misunderstand where he had bought it, and thus wonder if someone would hook up with him.

After all, his appearance and figure, wherever he goes, there are countless girls surrounding him.

"Come and serve dinner."

"Oh, here we are."

Nie Zhao hurriedly walked into the kitchen, put it on the dining table, and ate by himself.

When eating breakfast, Nie Zhao always felt that there was a line of sight next to her looking at her, Nie Zhao looked up, it was Jin Zhuoqi who was staring at him, those dark eyes were like a pair of obsidian, his eyelashes were long, and they drooped sharply, which would give people a sharp feeling, as if the whole person was being examined by him, and he could see you through.