Love is deep and lifeless: Uncle, please surrender

"Listen to my explanation! Don't pull me!"

"Hey, my car! I won't get in your car!"

"Stop stop! Don't grab my wrist, don't be so rude, it hurts!"

"Li Bochen! I'll give you one last chance to let me go!"

"My fault, my fault! Please, let me go!"

"..."

After Yan Yu wailed, Li Bochen tied him up and stuffed him into the car. Although the resistance was ineffective, he still had to resist. He stretched out his arms to grab the steering wheel. Li Bochen frowned. Why is this girl so arrogant this time? Woolen cloth?Annoyed, she loosened the tie, and finally took it off directly, tied her hands with the tie and dropped it on the roof of the car.It should be safe now!
Just started the car and prepared to take her home, "Li Bochen! I didn't expect you to be so wicked? Tied to play? Your hands hurt!"

"Why don't you try it instead? Shall I drive?"

"It really hurts, let me go! Please~"

"Li Bochen~Achen~Big brother!"

"..." It was still useless to exhaust all eighteen martial arts, Li Bochen ignored her at all, stepped on the gas pedal and drove all the way back to the apartment.

"Bah!" Suddenly braking due to inertia, Yan Yu's forehead hit the door frame directly, and a bruise instantly swelled up. "Let me take a look. Hearing her painful voice, Li Bochen untied the tie from her hand, turned her face and brushed away the broken hair on her forehead to take a closer look at the wound, "Let go! "Yan Yu lowered his head and covered his forehead with one hand, tears fell down, and all the grievances in his heart came out. Since Li Bochen saw her at the gate of the psychological clinic today, he didn't listen to a single explanation, and tied him back without saying a word. Home is here.

"Get out of the car!" Li Bochen got out of the car first, "Why are you so angry? I don't know why." Yan Yu looked at the opened car door, complained and got out of the car.The two entered the house one after the other, "Yan Yu, let's talk." Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Li Bochen took out a pack of cigarettes in the middle of the table, thinking of Yan Yu, he suppressed his craving for cigarettes and stuffed the cigarettes in.

Yan Yu watched his series of movements, walked over and bent down to take out the cigarette again, and skillfully took out one and lit it, "When did you learn to smoke?" Li Bochen asked in surprise looking at her coherent movements road.

"I learned it very early, it seems to be in high school!" Yan Yu blew a smoke ring into his face. At that time, when he saw Sheng Yao and the others smoking and drinking, he felt that he was not doing his job properly and was very disdainful. Later, he felt that he was under great pressure. Smoke can really relieve a thousand worries.

"No more smoking in the future." Li Bochen took her eyes off and pressed them on the table to extinguish them.

"Decompress, it's better than drinking." Yan Yu chuckled and sat opposite him, and there were still some things that had to be explained.

"Let's talk, what do you want to talk to me about?" He rubbed his sore wrist, tsk, Li Bochen was really ruthless in his attack, and she was strangled.

Li Bochen flicked the hair in front of her forehead coquettishly, and Li Bochen took a look at her and went to the bedroom, and came out with a tube of ointment in his hand, "What are you doing?" Yan Yu's chin was pinched by Li Bochen, feeling uncomfortable, and looked up at him with his whole face.

"Don't move!" Li Bochen yelled commandingly, and gently wiped the medicine on her forehead with his hand, "Don't worry about it! Let go!" Yan Yu tilted his head and wanted him to let go, and then his forehead was covered He pressed a little harder, and the pain was so painful that she didn't want it.

After applying the ointment, she threw the ointment into her arms, took out a tissue and wiped the ointment left on her fingers, "Why did you go to the doctor without telling me?"

"I'm afraid that if I get serious, I will drag you down by looking for death." It was obviously kind, but it really hurts her ears to say it in her mouth now.

"Yan Yu!" Li Bochen didn't like her eccentric tone, "Speak well."

"Would you like to hear it or not!" He didn't bother to get up and wanted to go back to the room to sleep, she hadn't reversed the jet lag yet.

"Sit down!" Li Bochen's roar seemed useless, "I'm too tired, I don't want to sit down, I want to lie down." Yan Yu staggered back to the bedroom to sleep.The current state of the two of them can't bring out anything meaningful, so we might as well wait until we calm down.

The bedroom and the living room are separated by a wall, two people have two moods.

Li Bochen went to the balcony and smoked one cigarette after another, while Yan Yu slept with his head covered in the bedroom, not falling asleep with his eyes closed and thinking wildly.

Li Bochen was angry that she didn't include herself in the scope of taking care of her, and she still likes to stand by herself in everything.Since he is with her, he will naturally accept everything about her and protect her from all wind and rain.

Yan Yu was dissatisfied with Li Bochen's behavior, he just wanted him not to worry with him, and it turned out to be his own fault.And she didn't get the point where Li Bochen was angry.

As the night was getting darker, Yan Yu's hungry stomach was growling, and he still couldn't bear to go out to eat, so he drank all the water on the bedroom table in one go.

Li Bochen finished his cigarettes and answered emails with his mobile phone, not wanting to disturb her sleep with the smoke all over her body.Sitting on the hanging basket on the balcony, blowing the cold wind until the wind has almost blown away the smell on his body, and then opened the door to go in.

Yan Yu curled up like a silkworm chrysalis, wrapping the entire quilt around her body.Feeling that the bed beside him had sunk together, he opened his eyes to be alert to the movements of the people behind him. After all, Li Bochen's brain circuit is not something ordinary people can speculate on.

Li Bochen didn't grab her quilt, and after taking a bath, he wore white casual home clothes and lay flat like a stranded fish, with his hands behind his head.

Yan Yu couldn't stand the drowsiness, and let out a shallow breathing sound.Under the dim wall lamp, Li Bochen squinted his eyes slightly, looking as elegant as a medieval European oil painting.