When they got out of the car and faced the padlock, to outsiders, they looked like an ordinary young couple unlocking the door and entering the yard.
But this kind of calmness is more like silence is better than words at this moment.
Chu Yifeng put his briefcase on the desk, glanced at Bi Yue who was standing beside the bed, pursed his lips, turned around and left the room.
Bi Yue's big eyes blinked very quickly. Chu Yifeng had been lying in this room.
Look at the tofu-shaped quilt and the blanket, it is completely different from how it was folded before I left.
She turned around and locked the door, then looked out the window worriedly, pulled the emerald green curtains, and then found the old man's sweater she wore at home and put it on.
When she reluctantly reopened the door, Chu Yifeng appeared with a bowl of rice, and the two of them looked at each other again.
Okay, Bi Yue understood that this person wanted to enforce Article 6.
To put it nicely, it's called focus; to put it bluntly, it's called stubbornness, and most people can't deal with such people.
Chu Yifeng stirred the salt water with his fingers, and used his thumb and index finger to make a gesture as if to pinch Bi Yue's throat, but he just froze in front of Bi Yue's neck and did not move.
Bi Yue straightened her back and looked elsewhere. After waiting for several seconds and seeing that the man still didn't make a move, she raised her eyelids and took a glance.
This glance immediately made Chu Yifeng's ears red, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Bear with it even if it hurts."
Once, twice, three times, the man's fingers finally became strong enough to push in two directions towards the throat.
At first glance, Bi Yue was still nervous about being "touched" by Chu Yifeng.
After the second and third attempts, my throat did indeed loosen up immediately, but my neck was burning with pain, so I gritted my teeth and endured it without making a sound.
Four, five...
Bi Yue gasped in pain and stepped back: "Alright, I can do it myself."
Chu Yifeng said seriously, "No, it's still two hits short. They said it has to be seven."
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