Welcome to the world of strange dreams

"When Jianhui makes progress, maybe we can find the answer." Luo Zhao finally said.

It's a pity that the local network is too down, and Zhang Jianhui, a man with such a gentle temper, has become violent on several occasions.

Normally, such a "little thing" would be done quickly, but now it's fitness instructor Zhang Jianhui who is constantly PKing in front of the computer.

As his boss, Luo Zhao was very considerate of this, so he didn't rush it.

After Yun Ke and Lu Dachui both went downstairs, he was still sitting on the terrace. Just changed the direction, from facing inward to facing outward, facing the full scenery.

He was silent, his body still maintaining a lazy posture.

For the first time, Fu Minghui knew that not all bagginess represented decadence and weakness, but could also mean comfort and ease.

Besides his usual intense work, Luo Zhao seemed to enjoy the tranquility, the darkness that gradually enveloped the world, the gentle sea breeze, the rustling of the woods, and the starry sky.

Fu Minghui also stayed and looked up at the stars together.

Someone walked through the woods, flashing a flashlight, breaking the gentle and harmonious silence.

"You..." Luo Zhao suddenly spoke.

He did not look at Fu Minghui, but instead raised his long legs and put them directly on the railing of the terrace.

In fact, Fu Minghui was sitting next to him, but he kept a safe psychological distance and was cautious as if he didn't dare to get close.

In Luo Zhao's eyes, this revealed some timid yet brave feelings, which was inexplicably cute.

All I can say is that this is very...Fu Minghui.

"Huh?" Fu Minghui was curious after hearing Luo Zhao say one word and then nothing more.

She also wanted to look cool and have the same posture as Luo Zhao.

However, the situation is stronger than the person. Well, it's not the situation, it's her short legs, and she can't get up the chair without moving it.

But the movement of moving the chair was too obvious, so I simply gave up.

My family, who understands the troubles of short legs?

But even the tall Lu Dachui's leg length ratio is not as good as his...

"What do you want to say?" she asked, hiding her embarrassment at her own perception.

"Are you afraid?" Luo Zhao finally asked, "I mean, afraid of me."

Fu Minghui was stunned and felt confused, "Why am I afraid of you? Or as a boss, do you need me to be afraid of you?"

Yun Ke and the others are not very afraid of him, they just respect and obey him very much. However, if he psychologically needs someone to be afraid of him, she can perform it.

This is how good subordinates solve problems for their bosses, and all workers understand this.

"I killed someone in front of you, didn't I?" Luo Zhao still didn't turn around, "Under the sea, Megan."

Then Fu Minghui admired his profile with peace of mind, but he always felt that his profile looked so lonely. Why?

But, does he care about her inner feelings?

Fu Minghui felt that serious consideration was a sign of respect for the issue, although deep down in her heart, there was no need to consider it at all.

Then she said seriously, "She is not a human, she is an undersea giant, a borderline evil spirit. Maybe, she is an alien parasitic beast."

"You know what I mean." Luo Zhao finally turned his face.

"Okay." Fu Minghui compromised and didn't want to be with Xini anymore.

Since he wanted to talk, she didn't shy away from it.

"I think it's not killing, it's protection." She nodded vigorously, "You were the last resort to protect me, and that white girl, I mean Megan died, it was just the result."

"That's different. You saw it with your own eyes this time." Luo Zhao was not so reassured.

Is there really no change or knot in my heart?

Except for evil spirits, he had never killed anyone in front of her or within the boundaries in front of her before. Although based on his experience, in the face of life and death battles, these things are inevitable, and there are many, but she is a flower kept in a greenhouse.

She has never seen the wind and rain, and cannot bear the suffering of the world.

Although I look forward to her growth, I don't want to leave her to face it.

It would be great if some people could live their lives without experiencing sadness and pain, wouldn’t it?

"I remember telling you, right?" Fu Minghui hugged his knees.

Really, if it can’t be stretched, it can’t be put together?

Speaking of groups, some people with long legs just can't do it. snort.

As the saying goes, a ruler is short and an inch is long. I am born with talents that will be useful.

As he spoke, Fu Minghui, who always had a loose mind, thought a lot, and then said with great sincerity, "When I go to places like cemeteries and cemeteries, I get chills all over. One night, I drove by and was still outside the cemetery. When I was 800 feet away, I felt very scary. I wanted to drive away quickly, as if there was a ghost chasing me behind me. As a result, I violated traffic rules and hit the green belt, causing a minor car accident."

She was a little embarrassed about her incompetence, and then raised her head, "But, I was never afraid when I was at the Martyrs Cemetery. My heart was not cold, but warm. Even, I hid in the border The hole was formed once, at the Monument to the Heroes. Logically speaking, the martyrs fought hard on the battlefield to protect the country and the people. Would there be fewer people killed? But was their behavior murder?"

She also turned her face and looked at Luo Zhao, "The border is actually the battlefield. What's wrong with you protecting your own people on the battlefield? So, in my eyes... Teacher, you are a hero. Why am I afraid of heroes? ?”

It’s not too late for her to worship and adore her, okay?

She really didn't know that a man like him, who was equally strong inside and out, and who ranked first in terms of force within the boundaries, would actually struggle with this kind of problem.

Are you... you care about her feelings?

"Being kind to enemies and evil people is cruelty to yourself and kind-hearted people, isn't it?" she said at the end.

Luo Zhao said nothing, suddenly feeling that his actions were super unnecessary.

Why does he care so much about her attitude towards him? As a superior and a subordinate, as long as they trust each other and shoulder their responsibilities, wouldn't it be enough?

Yes, he is afraid of destroying the trust between them, which will be detrimental to future work. That's right.

He quickly reassured himself and reassured himself.

And Fu Minghui looked into his eyes, and his heart began to wander again: I heard that if a familiar man and woman look at each other for seven seconds, if they don't laugh, they will kiss.

Luo Zhao didn't like to laugh. At this time, her heartbeat began to speed up, and she couldn't laugh either.

So will it be...

They hugged each other many times.

Well, to be precise and responsible, she was the one who posted it. The first time, she asked for it herself.

But he didn't refuse, and he didn't show any physical resistance, which speaks volumes, right?

Does that mean that he doesn't dislike her?

So seven, six, five, four, three, two...

We are about to count to one, and we can verify this law right away.

She also did this to verify psychological science, and she was barely dedicated to science.

Since Luo Zhao firmly believes in science.

Then at such a critical second, Luo Zhao stood up and said, "You should go and rest, so as not to be caught at the border again next time and you won't have the ability or physical strength to hold on until I come."

Fu Minghui: Science has disappeared.

She no longer believed in science.