spirits in throat

Fan Yao answered the phone, and excitedly ran to the gate of the Municipal Bureau to receive the courier.

Uncle Liu, the doorman, took a sip of water from a white ceramic cup and smiled: "Xiao Fan, are you making cosmetics again?"

Fan Yao took a huge express box from the courier, turned to Uncle Liu and said, "This is not cosmetics, but a woman's self-confidence."

Uncle Liu put down the teacup in his hand, and said cheerfully: "A little girl in her 20s is naturally beautiful. Every day, she paints those green and blue eyes on her eyes, as if she has been beaten by someone. She doesn't look good, not at all. .”

"Uncle Liu, you don't understand," Fan Yao stood by the guard room, took a pair of scissors handed over by Uncle Liu, opened the express box, and took out a bunch of colorful things from it, holding the delivery note After checking, he said, "These are new eye shadows from major brands. I have bought all of them. There is always one that can make me look beautiful."

Dahua from the internal affairs department who came back from work outside saw it, and walked over to pick up a golden eyeshadow palette, with a look of envy on his face: "Isn't this a new product from the G family? The new product launch conference that was held yesterday, you actually bought it today." Oh, this hand speed is too awesome, Yaoyao."

Fan Yao proudly clenched her fists: "I accept it, sister."

While carefully checking in a low voice: "Dior Five-Color Eyeshadow Palette Midnight Star Wish Limited Edition Summer Limited Edition 653/853157#."

"Guerlain Liquid Gold Eyeliner 01# Black 5ml."

“Chanel Three-dimensional Mascara 6g.”

……

"Wait," Dahua interrupted Fan Yao, "Why do you only buy eye makeup? Also, didn't you just buy several sets of eye shadow last time?"

Fan Yao continued to lower her head to check, and said in a low voice: "My eyes are not good-looking, of course I need to work harder."

Dahua raised her hand and rubbed Fan Yao's head: "Usually it's just a joke to hurt you, but your eyes are actually quite beautiful."

Fan Yao raised her eyes to look at Da Hua, and questioned her soul: "Then you look into my eyes and say, where is the beauty?"

Dahua looked at the powdered gold eyeshadow on Fan Yao's eyes, and was at a loss for words. After a long pause, she found a few adjectives: "Your eyes are dark and bright, very temperamental."

Fan Yao snorted through her nose: "Hypocrisy!"

She has always known that her eyes are not good-looking, the typical hanging eyes, looking like a bad person.

Even if I have been a policeman for several years, when I look in the mirror at night, I will feel that my face looks very mean because of these eyes, and my righteousness is lost by these ugly eyes.

Dahua took a look at the receipt in Fan Yao's hand, and patted her on the shoulder: "Great, Yaoyao, you spent a month's salary."

Usually women buy cosmetics, even for those who wear makeup frequently, a box of eye shadow can last for half a year.

No, Fan Yao, her box of eye shadow is only enough for half a month, and the eyeliner is used up faster than the fountain pen.She wanted her eyes to look better.

Fan Yao carried a bag of cosmetics and got on the elevator with Da Hua: "Call Little Freckles and the others tomorrow night, and I'll treat you to dinner. After a good meal, go sing."

Dahua tidied up her afro, then turned to look at Fan Yao: "Why are you so good all of a sudden, I suspect there is fraud."

"Today is your elder sister Yao's birthday, today the team gathers, tomorrow the sisters gather," Fan Yao hugged Dahua's neck, pressed down hard, and gritted her teeth, "Don't you guys forget it, I'm sorry for our plastic Sisterhood?"

"Look at my head, something went wrong with CP every day," Da Hua broke free from Fan Yao's arms, "That must be remembered."

"Remember to prepare the birthday present." Fan Yao came out of the elevator, turned her head and walked in the direction of the criminal investigation office, while waving her hands, "I will not accept anything worth less than a hundred."

Dahua caught up with Fan Yao, and handed a cup of red bean milk tea out of several cups of milk tea to Fan Yao: "Help take it to Brother Rong."

He handed over the fresh milk tea that he had originally given to him: "This cup is yours."

Fan Yao took it over, carefully looked at the cup of fresh milk tea in her hand, and said while observing: "If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. How good is today, and you think of bringing it for me."

"I suspect it's poisonous, so let's take it to the forensic laboratory for testing first."

"The pearls inside actually floated up, it's really poisonous!"

"Your acting skills are not good, it's too exaggerated, learn from your Zhou team and learn more." Dahua waved her hands and walked towards the back office, sighing, she had indeed forgotten Fan Yao's birthday.

Because she has been a little sad recently, the Yehao CP she and her younger sisters have been talking about has not given sugar for a long time, and they are rarely even in the same frame. Is this the rhythm of abuse, no, no!

Rong Zhao took the red bean milk tea from Fan Yao, it was still warm.

Even if he was transferred to the criminal investigation team, Wuduo Jinhua and Director Qian of the Internal Affairs Department still thought of him in everything, and kept everything delicious and delicious for him.

Rong Zhao often buys some fruits online to send to the internal affairs department. Whether it is a courtesy or love, he just doesn't want to owe others anything, and subconsciously refuses to establish emotional connections with others.

These things are too extravagant for him.

Fan Yao stood in the middle of the office and clapped her hands: "Everyone, don't forget tonight, come to my house for dinner after get off work. My dad ordered a three-layer cake, and my mom made a big table of delicious ones."

"A special supplement to emphasize that those who are empty-handed will not be allowed to enter the door."

Xiao Qian came over and snatched the fresh milk tea from Fan Yao's hand: "Aren't you trying to lose weight? If you still dare to drink milk tea, let me drink it for you."

Fan Yao reached out to grab it, but failed.

Xiao Qian returned the milk tea to Fan Yao, smiled, showing a pair of cute little dimples: "Just kidding, the milk tea is full of calories, so I don't drink it, I gain three catties after drinking it, and I still have pimples on my face .”

Rong Zhao, who was drinking milk tea, raised his eyes, looked at Xiao Qian complicatedly, and then looked at the milk tea in his hand.

The neck was suddenly pressed down by a palm.

"Drink as much as you like, don't listen to Xiao Qian's nonsense." Zhou Ye gently rubbed Rong Zhao's neck with his fingertips, bent down, and said with only two voices, "You are not fat, your body The skin is smooth too, which I love."

"Let go," Rong Zhao turned his head and took Zhou Ye's hand away, continued to lower his head to take a few sips of milk tea, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't touch me."

After getting off work in the evening, Fan Yao stood up and greeted everyone: "My house is very close, just one stop away from the bureau. Anyone who doesn't need to work overtime can go to my house for dinner. Remember to bring a good gift."

Rong Zhao tidied up his table and was about to go home from get off work. Zhou Ye quietly grabbed his wrist: "Go to Fan Yao's house. Her mother's sweet and sour fish is pretty good. You must like it."

Rong Zhao: "There are too many people, it's too noisy. I won't go, you go."

"You should just accompany me," Zhou Ye touched Rong Zhao's palm with his little finger, coquettishly, "Let's go."

"That's right, Brother Rong, let's play." Fan Yao was putting a bunch of cosmetics into her bag, while looking at Xiao Qian, Zheng Ke and others, "They have been to my house several times, and you haven't been here yet." Woolen cloth."

"Vice Bai just came back from Tibet, and he's already on his way to my house." Fan Yao sighed softly, "I haven't seen Deputy Bai since Sister Qing's funeral, and I miss him a little."

Xiao Qian touched his stomach and said to Fan Yao, "Hurry up, I didn't eat at noon, and I'm almost starving to death."

Fan Yao picked up her bag and glanced at Xiao Qian's empty hands: "Have you prepared a birthday present for me? You are not allowed to enter the house without a present."

Xiao Qian snatched a lady's sunglasses from Zheng Ke's hand: "Here, I prepared these with the holy monk."

Fan Yao took it and put it on, picked up the small mirror on the table and looked at it: "It looks good." It just covered her eyes.

A group of people walked out of the office noisily.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, Zhou Ye lightly grabbed Rong Zhao's hand and held it tightly in his palm: "Let's go, keep up with the big army, or if you're late, the delicious food will be robbed."

"Don't look at them usually fighting with other departments in the cafeteria in solidarity. Infighting is actually more ruthless. When eating together, you can't blink. In the blink of an eye, a fish is gone, and in the blink of an eye, a chicken is gone."

Rong Zhao shook off Zhou Ye's hand: "I didn't bring anything."

Zhou Ye hugged Rong Zhao's shoulders: "Just put it on your mouth."

In the end, Rong Zhao bought some fruit from the fruit shop in front of Fan Yao's community and brought them there.

Fan Yao's parents were afraid that they would make these young people uncomfortable if they stayed at home, so they found an excuse to go out.

Fan Yao took the fruit from Rong Zhao's hand and pretended to wipe away her bitter tears: "Who would have thought that this would be the most expensive birthday present I received this year."

"Fuck, cherries, 98 yuan a catty, I've been greedy for more than half a year and I'm not willing to buy them."

Zhou Ye patted Fan Yao on the shoulder: "You're welcome."

Fan Yao: "Sorry, I thank Brother Rong."

Zhou Ye: "It's all the same."

For Zhou Ye who has been living with Rong Zhao for a long time, Rong Zhao's people, money, and everything about Rong Zhao belong to him.Even at this moment, he felt as if he brought his wife to a friend's house to play.

Rong Zhao got a small piece of cake, hid in the corner and ate it, while looking at the group of people in the living room who were laughing and clamoring to smear cream on each other's faces.

What a delicious cake, they are such a waste.

Zhou Ye was smeared with cream, his cell phone rang, he looked down, then turned his head to look at Rong Zhao, hid in the bathroom to answer the phone.

It was Ye Qian who called, and under Zhou Ye's stalking, Ye Qian finally let go and told him that Rong Zhao had indeed prepared a gift for him in Ginza yesterday.

Specifically, Ye Qian refused to say more, and made it very clear that she was on Rong Zhao's side.

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Ye couldn't help but smile, as if crackling fireworks exploded in his heart.I want to go to Valentine's Day as soon as possible to see what surprise Rong Zhao secretly wants to give him.

Zhou Ye came out of the bathroom, looked over the frolicking crowd, and saw Rong Zhao sipping a cake in a small corner of the living room, without knowing that there was cream on his lips.

He suddenly missed him very much.

Zhou Ye walked up to Rong Zhao, pointed to the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice, "Lick this bit of cream off for me while no one is watching."

"What did you say?" Rong Zhao put down the cake in his hand, looked at Zhou Ye vigilantly, and had already entered a defensive state.

Zhou Ye raised his hand and wiped a large piece of cream on Rong Zhao's mouth, curled his lips and said with a smile, "I can lick it off for you."

Rong Zhao got a mouthful of sticky cream and kicked Zhou Ye's calf angrily: "In other words, don't you feel ashamed to lick or something?"

Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao: "Then let me kiss you off?"

The two stood by the window, with the curtains behind them, Zhou Ye held Rong Zhao with one hand, and opened the curtains with the other.Quickly put the two of them under the curtain, separating a small independent world from the noise.

Rong Zhao pushed Zhou Ye hard, and found that this person's body was as hard as iron, and he couldn't move him at all.

Rong Zhao was so crushed by Zhou Ye that he couldn't move, his back was pressed tightly against the glass window behind him, his hands were imprisoned above his head by Zhou Ye, only his head could move.

The Adam's apple rolled slightly, and Rong Zhao said in a muffled voice, "This is not home, let alone a place where you go crazy."

Zhou Ye lowered his eyes to look at the cream on Rong Zhao's lips, the crimson lips seemed to be covered with snow, this scene was more beautiful than any snow queen he had ever seen.

Outside the curtain, Xiao Qian and Zheng Ke were chasing each other: "Damn it, you put cream on my head."

"Be bald and bald, don't worry about washing your hair."

"Fan Yao help me get a wet tissue."

……

Laughter and noise came through the curtain fabric, Zhou Ye looked down at the person below him, fixed his gaze on the other person's lips, and lowered his head slightly.

With the warm breath approaching, Rong Zhao had no way out, and gritted his teeth: "If you do this again, I will call someone."

Zhou Ye smiled softly, and said maliciously, "Call it."

Rong Zhao thought for a while, he couldn't call people, only women who were bullied would call people, this would affect his masculinity too much.

Zhou Ye approached again, his lips were about to stick together, Rong Zhao tilted his head slightly, rolled his Adam's apple again, and cursed in a hoarse voice: "Don't you dare."

Zhou Ye's lips hung on Rong Zhao's lips, gently rubbed the corners of his lips, and ate the cream bit by bit.

Every time the other party's lips fell, it was like a feather was gently scratching Rong Zhao's heart, and it was like being scratched hard by some animal's paw, which made him want to roar loudly to drive away this weird feeling from the bottom of his heart. Walk.

Just when Rong Zhao thought that Zhou Ye was going to kiss him forcefully like last time, the other party let go of his hand: "I didn't kiss you, I just ate some cake."

Rong Zhao wiped his lips with the back of his hand, and gave Zhou Ye a hard look: "Shameless."

After speaking, he opened the curtain and walked out.

Zhou Ye stood in front of the window, looking at the starry night sky, gently rubbing his lips with his fingertips, his dark eyes filled with a gentle light.

He ate the sweetest cake in the world.

Zhou Ye opened the curtains and went out. Zheng Ke and the others had already served the cooked food in the kitchen, and Fan Yao brought out a case of beer: "If you don't get drunk today, you won't go home."

Zhou Ye eagerly looked for Rong Zhao in the crowd, and finally saw Rong Zhao coming out of the bathroom.

He looked like he had just washed his face, and the small bangs on his forehead were wet with water, and some water dripped down on his cheeks that were flushed with shame and anger.The eyes are not very friendly, with a hint of coldness and stubbornness that no one loves.

Zhou Ye regretted why he didn't kiss her directly just now.

Even if you will be beaten up afterwards, at least the wind will pass, it's better than messing with others now and not getting any money, and teasing yourself to the point where you can't go up or down.

"Fan Yao, you can do it, even the white wine is ready." Zheng Ke picked up a bottle of wine on the table and turned to look at Fan Yao who was desperately piling up wine on the table. Drinking to soothe your sorrows?"