Occupy the black-bellied president

Chapter 105 Teach You to Swim
go to hell!
Yes, she answered these three words.

The result was his blatant threats.

Angrily drove the car back, thinking about it made her angry. It was okay to drive a sports car, but driving a Maserati was too cool. Her editor-in-chief asked her if she was planning to change jobs...

Her colleague asked her if she got rich!

And this damn Du Rui!When I was sad, I contacted her for so many days but failed to contact her!

Did she disappear or something!
She didn't mention a word about the bombing of the police station before.

After parking the car in the parking lot, she carried the vegetables and rushed upstairs non-stop. When she arrived, Yin Luo was already leaning against the door with her arms crossed, looking like a dead person.

He pointed to his watch: "You are 5 minutes late."

"Brother, I didn't mean to, you know, I'm busy..."

Yin Luo didn't care about these things, just about to speak...

"Brother, hurry up and sit down!"

Ding Jiaqi opened the door and pushed Yin Luo inside.

Yin Luo raised her eyebrows slightly and walked in.

Ding Jiaqi looked at his back angrily, if she didn't "kill" him today, she wouldn't be called Ding Jiaqi!

Walking into her small apartment, Yin Luo leaned on the sofa and began to wait.

Ding Jiaqi looked at him like a dead man, gritted his teeth, dropped the bag, and went to the kitchen to wash vegetables.

From the angle where Yin Luo is sitting, she can clearly see Ding Jiaqi's figure while cooking. She is not tall, 1.6 meters seven, similar to Du Rui, with pretty short hair stuck to her ears...

pretty short hair...

When did you get your hair cut?

Yin Luo frowned slightly.

Her wrists are very thin, and her skin is not fair, perhaps because she often runs news outside.

He is very agile in doing things, not sloppy at all, and his life seems to be very regular, but it is completely different from others.

Yin Luo closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows, is he tired?I always feel a little sleepy... Maybe it's because I haven't had enough sleep these days, or maybe it's because the wound is still hurting.

He sighed softly, closed his eyes lightly, his cold and hard facial lines were very deep.

Ding Jiaqi was busy in the kitchen, cutting vegetables with great force, as if venting something.

She stared at the tomato under her hands, muttering while cutting.

How was she going to deal with him?

What can I do to get the photo back from his hand, and then distance myself from him? This person is unknown, and he followed Joan before. He should be Joan's assistant or something, but how could the assistant hold a gun? With a knife and a grenade?

Ding Jiaqi thought over and over again, knowing herself and the enemy can win every battle, she is now fighting a life-and-death struggle with Yin Luo!This statement is not an exaggeration at all, the photos in Yin Luo's hands are her life, and every time she thinks that Yin Luo will take them out to look at them from time to time, she feels extremely wretched, extremely...

Thinking of this, goosebumps had already shaken off the floor, and she gritted her teeth even more fiercely.

The sound of "click", "click" and "click".

"Hiss"!Suddenly, Ding Jiaqi took a sharp breath, the knife was released, and she withdrew her bleeding index finger...

Yin Luo was awakened by the gasp, opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and walked into the kitchen without any hesitation, watching Ding Jiaqi wash his fingers clean without changing his face, and then watched with a numb face continue to bleed index finger.

"What are you doing?"

"..." Ding Jiaqi raised her head.

Yin Luo took her hand and looked at the two-centimeter-long gash on her index finger. She had never seen such a big gash when cutting a vegetable.

"Is there no meat at home?"

"what?"

"There's no more meat, so you want to cut your own meat into the pot?" Yin Luo asked lightly.

"Get out." Ding Jiaqi gave him a hard look, did he have the guts to make sarcastic remarks?
"The girl's family is so rude." Yin Luo was about to pull her out of the kitchen, Ding Jiaqi broke free from her hand, "Brother, please go out and wait."

She has no other thoughts now, her mind is full of the urge to chop him with a kitchen knife!

"Your hand is hurt."

"So?" Ding Jiaqi looked at him amusedly, "I hurt my hand, will my brother stop threatening me?"

Yin Luo looked at her with a slight smile, which was full of sarcasm.

He took a shallow breath, and then pulled her out forcefully, Ding Jiaqi frowned slightly.

"Where is the medicine box?" His tone was not gentle at all, and the words he asked were not gentle at all.

Ding Jiaqi sat on the sofa and didn't speak, she felt that saying anything was superfluous.

Seeing her stubborn temper, Yin Luo knew that she had a lot of dissatisfaction in her heart, pinching her index finger, Yin Luo looked around, and then saw something like a medicine box under the coffee table, he squatted down and took the box out .

He took out the alcohol cotton and wiped the wound. His movements were really not gentle. Ding Jiaqi's face changed color. She only felt the pain was severe. Just looking at Yin Luo's face, she was already careful and cautious. The movements and the hard facial lines softened a lot at this moment, and she was embarrassed to interrupt for a while.

After putting on the Band-Aid, Ding Jiaqi looked at her index finger. The Band-Aid is really skillful...it's very smooth, and it won't be inconvenient to do things.

She looked at Yin Luo, and finally said again, "What exactly do you want?"

Yin Luo looked at Ding Jiaqi, "I don't want anything."

"Brother, let's discuss it. I don't think you like to drag things around. I'll return you the Maserati and you give me the photo. Even if you want to take revenge on me, these few days are enough for me."

"I haven't tossed enough." Yin Luo said very simply and indifferently.

"I have my own job! I don't have time to play with you. At worst, I'll return the camera to you, okay? I don't want the camera anymore." This is her last concession, if this is not enough...

"Does your hand still hurt?" Yin Luo talked about him from left to right.

"It doesn't hurt, brother, you don't have to worry about my hand..."

"It doesn't hurt anymore, let's go in and cook."

"..."

Ding Jiaqi was at a loss for words, stood up abruptly, and yelled at Yin Luo: "Scumbag! What do you want!"

Yin Luo leisurely took out the pink love note from her coat pocket. The board and lodging on it was unlimited, which made Ding Jiaqi want to rush up and tear the man's serious face.

Since Ding Jiaqi became a reporter, she has seen many strange things and people, but she has never met Yin Luo.

"You can afford a Maserati, so don't you worry about food and clothing?"

Yin Luo didn't answer, just flipped through the phone lightly, her eyes were deep and focused, Ding Jiaqi leaned over, took a glance, then closed her eyes, and walked into the kitchen obediently.

"You scumbag, I curse you to die." Ding Jiaqi said angrily, she must calm down, since she can't take it by force, then she has to outsmart her, she must calm down, her opponent is a scumbag, she must not use it The mentality of a good girl to deal with...

Yin Luo looked at the phone, the photos on it were really alluring, his eyes were dark, and he turned off the phone.

What is he doing?
What the woman said is correct, he is not a person who likes to be sloppy and entangled, but at this moment, staying in this small apartment, why does he have a feeling of wanting to be entangled...

When Ding Jiaqi came out with her job bowl in hand, there was no one in the living room...

"Big brother?"

"Yin Luo?"

"Scumbag?"

"..."

"You bastard!" Ding Jiaqi angrily threw down her chopsticks and looked at the freshly cooked meal.

She tossed about for half an hour, but he was gone? !

She didn't use the laxatives in these dishes for nothing!

She has already made plans to die with him!Let's see who "pulls" to death first!

As the days passed, Du Rui slowly began to get entangled. Although everyone taught her very hard and she was not an idiot, even so, she was still far away from Shi Rong...

Seeing that there is only half a month left.

In Yun Nuo's words, she and Shi Rong's taekwondo, within 5 minutes of the opening, she will be eliminated neatly...

As for marksmanship, no matter how much she practiced, she couldn't hit nine out of ten shots.

Not to mention cooking, she is making progress, but no matter how fast she progresses, she must be guided by Shi Rong. In the past few days, Shi Rong has gone to nowhere, and she has not been seen for three days. people.

For long-distance running, she runs around the road on the top of the mountain every day. It is hard work, but in order to exercise her endurance, she has no choice but to go back to her room panting every day.

Today, uncharacteristically, Du Rui didn't get up, didn't practice anymore, and completely gave up on himself.

Coincidentally, Xia Zixiu came back.

Everyone in the castle has gone out, Du Rui is the only one left in the family.

He walked into the room and saw her lying motionless on the bed. The weather was still hot, she didn't even cover her with a quilt, and she looked like a tortoise. He felt extremely funny.

"Du Rui, shouldn't you be running at this point?" Xia Zixiu walked to the bedside and asked softly.

"Stop running!" Du Rui said sullenly, "I'm exhausted!"

"Is that how much perseverance you have?"

"I've been holding on for half a month!" Du Rui turned her head and looked at Xia Zixiu, "I've thought about it, if I lose, I lose, anyway, I just let her order you for three months, and I didn't bet on you, what am I afraid of?" ?”

Xia Zixiu pulled her up and looked at her seriously, "After you lose, if Shi Rong's first assignment is to ask you to leave me, what should you do then?"

"..." Du Rui's mind exploded.

Why didn't she think of this, she was so confused that she forgot it.

(End of this chapter)