Chapter 79 Her Mom
"No." Ma Yingying decisively shook her head in denial.

Zhou Yu breathed a sigh of relief, office romances are very troublesome, and besides, he didn't make any mental preparations for it.
He smiled: "Then I'll take a shower first."

"Wait a minute." Ma Yingying felt that she seemed to be thinking a little bit wrongly, her character made her ask directly: "You take a bath for."

"Take the medicine, don't you feel pain? It's bruised and purple. If you don't rub it open, you will die of pain tomorrow. My house is inconvenient. You are alone. We help each other and everything will be fine." Zhou Yu said Of course.

Then he touched his pocket and threw the box in the air: "Hey, it's recommended by the boss."

Ma Guoying: "."

Zhou Yu faced the fitting mirror at the entrance of the hall, shirtless and looked at his back in the mirror. Two purple-red strip marks had appeared, and if he moved his shoulders, it would inevitably be involved.

Pu Jie boy, the strike is really ruthless, if it hits the head, isn't it like the man who was KO'd by the stick man and died on the spot.

How stupid!

It's nothing for young and Dangerous to fight, if it really kills any boss, they can only run away.

"Crack."

The door was opened, and a middle-aged 'Anti' with a wavy shape walked in, lowering his head while changing his shoes and talking: "Aying, I brought you a midnight snack, French food, I guarantee you like it."

Zhou Yu was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that this should be Ma Guoying's mother.

He Xiumei looked up and saw a naked man with a wound on his back, she couldn't help showing horror in her eyes, and immediately held up the French dish in her hand-a boxed vegetable salad in front of her: "Who are you? Why are you in my house? Where's my daughter?"

Zhou Yu smiled with a warm expression: "Auntie, hello, don't get me wrong, my name is Zhou Yu, and I'm Madam's colleague. I'm borrowing a place to take a shower."

"Bath?" He Xiumei looked at him suspiciously, but she put down the weapon in her hand: "Where is Yingying?"

"She's still in the shower."

He Xiumei carefully borrowed from him to the bathroom door, and shouted loudly: "Aying, are you okay?"

Ma Guoying opened the bathroom door, changed into a home T-shirt, and came out rubbing her wet hair.

"Mom, why are you here?"

He Xiumei breathed a sigh of relief, and said angrily: "I'm not afraid that you will forget to eat at work and refuse to cook when you get home. Hey, French food."

Ma Guoying took it and looked at it, then rolled her eyes: "Mom, you like to eat this, but I don't like it, you can keep it for yourself."

He Xiumei didn't care whether Ma Yingying liked food or not, so she grabbed her and asked in a low voice, "Who is this person? Your boyfriend?"

"Where are you thinking, my colleague."

Ma Guoying couldn't stand her gossip, so she went straight to Zhou Yu in the living room.

He Xiumei stayed where she was, with a disbelieving expression on her face, and said, "Colleague? Come to take a bath at home in the middle of the night, weird."

Seeing Ma Yingying coming out, Zhou Yu was about to tell her to start quickly, but it was late and she had to go back to sleep, her mother took two steps to catch up, so she swallowed her words.

He Xiumei sat down on the sofa politely, looked at him and asked, "Xiao Zhou, how long have you been in the crime squad?"

"It's been a month."

"Oh~, one month." He Xiumei thought for a while and asked again: "How old are you this year, have you talked about a girlfriend?"

"Mom, are you here to deliver food to me, or to do a census." Ma Yingying looked at her mother unrequitedly, and began to stop such an embarrassing topic.

He Xiumei glanced at Ma Yingying reproachfully: "You didn't eat the food I brought you, so I have to find something to do. Besides, Xiao Zhou didn't say he minded. Why are you so anxious, Xiao Zhou, don't you?" I mind~"

What else could Zhou Yu say, and he could only smooth things over cheerfully: "Hehe, I don't mind, but my aunt's talkativeness doesn't quite match Madam's personality."

"That's to say, I have a straight face every day, and I don't know how to smile more. Which man would like a cold face when he comes home."

He Xiumei quickly said what was in her heart, and then thought that Zhou Yu's presence would not make him have a bad impression, so she added: "Xiao Zhou, in fact, your madam is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and has a very good personality."

"Well, madam is good, very good to us, aunt I know."

The more He Xiumei looked at Zhou Yu, the more she liked Zhou Yu. She looked like her aunt smiling. The young man was handsome and in good shape, and he was with Ah Ying at work.
"Mom, you delivered the food too. It's late, why don't you go back first."

Ma Guoying felt like she was going to die in front of Zhou Yu and began to urge her. He Xiumei's heart moved when she heard this: "Ah, did I disturb you? You are preparing. I'll go, I'll go."

She pointed to Zhou Yu, who was naked, and Ma Yingying, whose hair was still dripping after taking a shower, with an expression that I understand, I understand, I am someone who has been here.

"Mom, Zhou Yu is here to apply the medicine for me, where are you going?"

"Apply medicine!"

He Xiumei's expression became anxious, and she immediately got up and walked to Ma Yingying's place, took her hand and looked back and forth carefully.

"Where are you hurt? Oh, I told you not to work so hard. You are a woman. If you have something to do, let your male colleagues go to work. You are not the only policeman in Xiangjiang. What is the government doing with so many policemen? After a while, you will be injured again, if you can’t do it, don’t do it, it’s so dangerous.”

Ma Guoying was moved, but she was really annoyed by He Xiumei's nagging, so she interrupted: "Mom, it's okay, I just got hit twice, a little bruise, not even a broken skin."

"Yeah, auntie, Madam has such a character, so everyone in the office respects and loves her, and it's really not serious. There are no knives, guns or anything like that."

"What do you mean without a knife or a gun? If you get hurt, it's dangerous. What's the use of being loved? Of course, if you can do something dangerous, you don't have to do it. This job is not the only one that can be done in Xiangjiang. Besides you With your madam, you don't know how to protect her."

Zhou Yu went on to help explain a sentence that caused He Xiumei to be chased and beaten for a while, so he could only smile wryly. For a character of this level, he should be a good man and not fight with women.

"Mom! We still need to apply medicine. If you say it again, this bruise will turn into a scar."

Ma Guoying took out her trump card to deal with her mother, and He Xiumei stopped talking: "Hurry up, hurry up, do you want me to help? Forget it, Xiao Zhou, you come, I am hungry. I eat French food."

He Xiumei glanced sideways at Zhou Yu, her thoughts moved slightly.

Zhou Yu smiled, if you misunderstand, just misunderstand.

However, this picture of rubbing her wound in front of her mother seems a bit weird when I think about it.
(End of this chapter)

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