Occupy the black-bellied president

Chapter 164 Tired? 2
Yin Luo jumped over like this, holding the outer unit of the air conditioner with both hands, and his body was suspended in the air. If he slipped with one hand or lacked strength, he would be the one who fell directly to the third floor.

Ding Jiaqi covered her mouth, her whole heart was raised.

I saw Yin Luo's hand slowly moved to the side, and then only grabbed a small corner of the air conditioner's outer unit. He stretched out his hand and instantly hooked the boy's small arm.

"Hold on to me," Yin Luo said to the boy.

The boy's eyes were open and shaking, as if he was looking at Superman.He clasped Yin Luo's arm tightly with both hands, and Yin Luo frowned when he saw the boy's legs being straddled between the water pipe and the wall.

"Straighten your feet forward." Yin Luo said to the boy.

The little boy did as Yin Luo said, straightened his feet, and retracted his hind legs, then retracted them.

Ding Jiaqi's gaze was fixed on Yin Luo's hand holding the air conditioner, and the sweat on her face became more and more severe, and now she even found it difficult to breathe.

"Continue at the window on the third floor!"

Ding Jiaqi blinked, then hurriedly ran to the third floor in a panic, opened the window, and saw Yin Luo holding the little boy's arm tightly, and then slowly sent it down, only to see the little boy's body hanging on the third floor. At the window of the building.

As soon as Ding Jiaqi stretched out her hand, she hugged the boy in.

Yin Luo let out a long breath.

The boy was held in the arms of the woman next to him.

"Baby, you scared Mom to death!"

"Mom...Superman..." The little boy pointed to Yin Luo who was still hanging on the air conditioner outside the window.

The woman looked at the man hanging outside the window, and was speechless for a while.

Ding Jiaqi bit her lip tightly, she fell from here, it's not a joke...

Yin Luo withdrew her hand, clasped both hands on the air conditioner, glanced at Ding Jiaqi inadvertently, just one glance... Then she was startled, as if something hit her chest.

He quickly opened his eyes and said nothing.

Shaking his body, he jumped down again and squatted firmly on the air conditioner on the next floor.

Ding Jiaqi only felt her heart contract violently following his beating.

Still jumping, he climbed up to the anti-theft window on the second floor, and then fell to the ground as before, still shaking his body.

The onlookers didn't seem to believe that he just... jumped off so easily. After recovering from their senses, they could only applaud desperately, and there were praises one after another, as if Superman really walked out of the TV.

Ding Jiaqi saw Yin Luo standing on the ground through the window on the third floor, but his suit was a little messy...

Yin Luo raised her head, but Ding Jiaqi dodged subconsciously. She leaned against the wall, as if she had been on a roller coaster just a few minutes ago, her tightly clenched palms were loosened at this moment, it was cold and covered in cold sweat.

"Miss, thank you very much, thank you!" The woman's eyes were still wet with tears, and she held the little boy in her arms, "Say thank you to Auntie!"

The little boy blinked, "Thank you, Auntie..."

Ding Jiaqi was a little stunned, not knowing what she was feeling at the moment...

She looked at the little boy and smiled dryly, "You can't be naughty next time. What should you do if your mother is scared?"

The little boy pouted, he was also terrified, but compared to being terrified, his eyes were full of longing now, "Auntie, who are you, Uncle Superman?"

Ding Jiaqi blinked.

The woman next to her smiled, "It's your boyfriend... I'm sorry for letting you take such a big risk."

Ding Jiaqi scratched her hair and glanced downstairs, only to see Yin Luo pushing away from the crowd indifferently. Is he planning to leave like this?

She still wanted to say something, but her body had already reacted, she quickly ran to the stairwell, and then went downstairs "pattaptat", she looked around, the crowd slowly dispersed, she He could still hear how brave, powerful, and...superman he was from the crowd.

However, the crowd also blocked her view at the right time, so she could only keep staring at the tall crowd.

Looking back and forth with her eyes, she couldn't find Yin Luo's figure, and Ding Jiaqi felt an indescribable loss in her heart.

She took a shallow breath, since she couldn't find it, forget it, but when she raised her head, she saw Yin Luo was opening the car door, ready to get in.

Ding Jiaqi didn't hesitate any more, and rushed over.

"Yin Luo!"

"..." Yin Luo's body paused slightly, and he straightened up again, looking at the woman running in front of him, her head was still profusely sweating.

"Is something wrong?"

Ding Jiaqi was so indifferently asked that he couldn't find a word to answer.

Yin Luo looked at her, "If you don't have any skills, don't be brave."

"..." Ding Jiaqi was completely at a loss for words, and raised her brows, "Do you think you are amazing? You saved the child from such a high place and landed safely..."

Yin Luo remained calm, just listening indifferently to what the woman said.

"You know in your heart that you are different from others, and it's no big deal to be able to do this..." Ding Jiaqi was referring to his terrorist, whose origin was unknown, but she didn't know how to say it It's completely changed from what I thought.

"Then please, Reporter Ding, don't look at me with that worried expression."

"..."

"If it's okay, I'll take a step first." Yin Luo said before getting back into the car.

Ding Jiaqi pursed her lips, obviously her chest was still heaving up and down...

She worried about him...?
Just kidding...it's something normal people would worry about, okay?She just did what everyone would worry about...

Although she knows that this kind of worry is unnecessary...

Stepped forward and pulled his car door, "I'm not worried about you...I just want to ask you something."

In short, she refused to be honest, especially in front of Yin Luo.

"..." Yin Luo turned his head.

Ding Jiaqi looked at the empty seat next to him, feeling a little dazed. For her, she really didn't have any good memories of this car.

However, she still sat in and fastened her seat belt.

Yin Luo didn't say anything, and started the car.

"What do you want to ask?"

"The cathedral in city A collapsed, and the underground palace was exposed..."

"..."

"Where is Cultivator Xia Zi?"

Yin Luo frowned slightly, "Why did you suddenly ask him?"

"Because I can't find Du Rui again." Ding Jiaqi said sullenly, she just knew the man in front of her, Xia Zixiu, and Du Rui, they circled together, as if, like a mysterious organization...

"And the bombing of the reception held by the Wuzhi Group..." Ding Jiaqi took a deep breath, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

"..." Yin Luo tapped his hand on the steering wheel lightly. He knew that this woman was very sensitive. A reporter should not only have strong insight, but also have rich associative power.

"I've been having a bad premonition for the past few days. Did something happen to Du Rui again?" She turned her head to look at Yin Luo. Since the hotel parted last time, although they haven't had much contact with each other, they have been close for at least five or six days. There will be a phone call, or an occasional text message, but now, it has been ten days, she has called her, texted her, and there is no response.

"They went on a trip." Yin Luo babbled nonsense. He could guarantee that if this woman knew that Du Rui had just climbed out of the gate of life and death, she would have to dismantle his car.

"is it?"

"kindness."

"Where did you go?"

"Paris." Yin Luo continued to speak nonsense.

"Just the two of them."

"Similar to a honeymoon, do you take me with you?"

"..." Ding Jiaqi always felt something strange, it wasn't that he didn't believe what he said, it was just...

For a while, she fell silent, not knowing what else to say.

"send you home?"

Ding Jiaqi glanced at him, then pointed to the traffic lights ahead, "Stop there, just put me down."

Yin Luo didn't respond, and waited quietly for the green light to turn on. He started the car steadily, drove across the street, and then parked on the side of the road.

Ding Jiaqi was depressed, she just felt that this encounter was really...embarrassing and stupid!

Just a second before she got out of the car, Yin Luo spoke.

"You are so smart, you should be able to distinguish between what you can do and what you can't do. Like the situation just now, even if you catch the boy, you will just end up falling with him."

"..." Ding Jiaqi pursed her lips.

Yin Luo turned her head and met Ding Jiaqi's dissatisfied eyes. With just one look, Ding Jiaqi was subdued, and finally said what she wanted to say in her heart.

"Yin Luo...thank you..."

"..."

"What happened just now, and what happened last time..." Ding Jiaqi spoke the truth.

Yin Luo didn't respond, but drove away after she closed the car door.

Ding Jiaqi stood by the side of the road, staring blankly at his car, remembering the last time...

He took her back to the apartment. Under such circumstances, Ding Jiaqi dared to say that if Yin Luo really did something to him, it would be reasonable, and her request was even somewhat unreasonable.

In fact, she really didn't expect that he would listen to her. She thought that that day, she was finished.

But to her surprise, he kept the bottom line.

Throwing her into a bathtub filled with cold water, he stood by for four or ten minutes.

When she felt nothing, he carried her out again, dried her body, and changed... clothes.

When she woke up again, it was the next morning, Yin Luo had already left, she didn't remember what she said to him, in short, it wasn't something that could be said when she was awake.

She wanted to say thank you for coming...

Sighing lightly, that's not a man she can figure out, just like in Yin Luo's eyes, she may also be a woman who can't figure it out.

The sun is gradually setting, and before you know it, the weather is getting colder and colder. In a blink of an eye, it is November, and the days are always fleeting. Is this winter still cold?

Ding Jiaqi stuffed her hands into the pockets of her hoodie, and with her precious camera hanging around her neck, she walked along this sparsely populated street.

(End of this chapter)