Criminal Minds Profile

Diao Shuzhen curled his lips and smiled inwardly: Could it be that this uncle who looks 50 years old with beards and vicissitudes is still a lily chef?The world is full of wonders!

Before she could speak, Song Yucheng took the first step and said, "No, it's just that I just slept on it by myself. It's been in disrepair for a long time, and I can't bear the weight."

Diao Shuzhen's eyes widened, he glanced at Song Yucheng, and complained in his stomach: This Discipline Inspection Commissioner's ability to open his eyes and tell nonsense is as good as his own!Song Yucheng turned his face away, his face was as calm as Mount Tai.

The maintenance uncle walked around the bed earnestly, nodded with joy on his face.Diao Shu was genuinely delighted, and anxiously said: "Master, can this bed be repaired—"

"It's completely hopeless." The uncle put away his toolbox one by one, and said coolly.

——And you are smiling because you can get off work early today!

"Then what should we do?" Diao Shuzhen had a bitter face, full of worry.

"The damage is really serious. I can't repair the tools I have. I can only wait for me and the school to apply for repairs, and see if I can apply for a new one in half a month." The uncle couldn't help but sighed, "By the way, you two look slender, even if two of you sleep on the same bed, the bed won't be broken in the middle. Are you playing disco on the bed?"

Thinking of what happened just now, Diao Shuzhen blushed slightly, and Song Yucheng showed a smile that was not a smile.

"How is it possible? Just this bed, if you roll around and don't pay attention, you will fall off. The quality is too bad." Song Yucheng pointed out solemnly.

"Then I can't help it." The maintenance master sighed and looked around, "It seems that there are only two people living in your four-person dormitory. Oh, just move your position a little bit. For a while Yes, I can't fix it."

As he spoke, he spread his hands, turned and left with the pile of things on his back.

"Look, this bed is pretty good. It's near the window, and it's suitable for watching the young brothers playing basketball on the playground downstairs. Would you like to think about it?" Diao Shuzhen smiled obsequiously.

"No, I won't sleep on the bed of a pyramid schemer, so as not to lower my IQ." Song Yucheng folded his hands on his chest, looking like he was not close to people and was very difficult to talk to.

"Then this one is close to the power supply and the switch, and it controls the key to turning off the lights and electricity in the entire dormitory. It is unique and very suitable for your status as the head of the Disciplinary Committee. Moreover, you don't need to get out of bed to play with your mobile phone or computer in winter. It is really a must for leisure and entertainment." Get ready!" Diao Shuzhen worked hard to make himself safe.

"But this bed belongs to Wei Zimeng." Song Yucheng gave Diao Shuzhen a cool look.

Diao Shuzhen frowned in embarrassment, and said two things in a row that didn't meet the big guy's wishes. Could it be that——

She looked towards Song Yucheng, and saw that the big guy's eyes fell on her bed, and she jumped over in a swish, blocking in front of him, with a look of protecting the territory: "Boss, this is my bed." bed!"

Song Yucheng walked over slowly, walked up to Diao Shuzhen, sized him up with deep eyes, and said coolly, "Today is mine."

"No!" Diao Shuzhen raised his neck on tiptoe, looked straight into Song Yucheng's eyes, "I want to defend my territory, and I must not lose every inch of land! If you want to fight, fight, I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Diao Shuzhen's eyes widened, and he put on a stance with a menacing look, like a little fox protecting his food. Even in the face of a ferocious wolf, he still held the big chicken leg in his mouth and refused to let go.

The corners of Song Yucheng's mouth curled up a few degrees almost invisibly, and there was a hint of threat in his voice, "Are you going to fight me one-on-one?"

"One-on-one is one-on-one, are you still afraid of you?" Diao Shu looked really angry, just like a chubby puffer cub.

After a few seconds-

After a loud bang, Diao Shuzhen grinned in pain as he was laid down on the table: "Boss, I was wrong, I was wrong, you can sleep wherever you want! You are the biggest!"

Song Yucheng looked at her condescendingly, and said leisurely: "I'm still very afraid that you will fight me one-on-one. Shall I kneel down and beg you?"

Diao Shuzhen was taken aback, and hurriedly denied: "Boss, you are joking! Even if there are ten of them, I will still give away their heads—"

Song Yucheng said coolly: "I will kneel down and beg you not to die, or the law will punish me."

Diao Shuzhen, who was lying on his back on the table and couldn't move, slandered: Damn!

"You talk about you, I don't even know how to restrain you, where to throw you." Song Yucheng's bloodless lips continued to spit out the words of hatred, "You say choke your neck, it's so thin, so crisp and a little chicken Like, where do you dare to move? The whole body is soft and fluffy. If you throw it on the ground, you won’t have a broken lumbar spine? You can only throw it on the bed, but unfortunately the bed is on the top bunk. The next best thing is to put it on the table .”

"I didn't mean to mock you, I just stated objective facts." Song Yucheng looked at Diao Shuzhen's resentful gaze, and added coolly.

Diao Shuzhen rubbed his waist, screamed ouch, his eyebrows twitched into a ball, tears in his eyes, and begged, "It hurts so much, Mr. Song, I don't know if it's green, can you... trouble me?" Please help me take a look."

As she spoke, she lifted the hem of her dress, revealing her white belly and barely visible waistline.Perhaps due to lack of exercise and sitting for a long time, there is no tight and pleasant line, and there is even a little belly.However, it is young, the skin in the place that has not seen the sun for many years is delicate, as white as jade, and looks as delicious as a cake sprinkled with icing sugar.

Song Yucheng was confident that the strength he had just now would not hurt the other party, but there were still red marks on that white skin, which might turn into bruises tomorrow.

It turns out that the fragile girl described in the book who is bruised at the touch of a touch really exists——

If, in some cases, more bruises—no, I'm a doctor—

Song Yucheng suddenly felt that her throat was a little dry, she swallowed, retracted her chaotic thoughts, and was about to lean over to check, when suddenly there was a pain in her earlobe, she looked at Diao Shuzhen in surprise, and saw a signature pimple on the other's cheek Sly smile:

"You put me down, but I also bit you, so it's a tie." Diao Shuzhen lay there, smiling triumphantly.When she smiles, those small canine teeth are more obvious, making her look innocent and childish.

But this was the murder weapon that bit her—the thought that just passed away swept Song Yucheng's heart again, yes, it made more bruises on the waist of the disobedient little fox, which made her feel uncomfortable Come to bed, and lick the murder weapon that she gnawed on him a hundred and eighty times——

"What's wrong with you, it won't really hurt you?" Diao Shuzhen panicked when he saw Song Yucheng standing there in a daze, "I'm sorry, I just wanted to make a joke, are you okay?"

"Since it's a draw." Song Yucheng came back to his senses and said leisurely, "That's easy."

"But there is only one bed." Diao Shuzhen vowed to defend his bed to the death, not letting it go.

"Then sleep together." Song Yucheng took advantage of the situation and proposed a perfect solution.

So when Diao Shuzhen and Song Yucheng were lying on the same bed, she still couldn't recover.Why did the Disciplinary Committee suddenly become his roommate?Still feel wronged and squeeze a bed with yourself?

This world simply cannot get better!

"Don't move, if you move again, you will have to roll down." Song Yucheng reached out and pulled Diao Shuzhen into his arms, with a threatening tone, "If you move again, I will buy a rope and tie you to the bed." On the bedrail."

"Boss, the world is so big, and there are so many beds in the medical school, why do you have trouble with me?" Diao Shuzhen sighed.

"I said it, it's to break the feudal superstition and calm people's hearts." Song Yucheng, who has usurped someone else's bed, didn't feel the slightest discomfort. Holding Diao Shuzhen, it was like holding a fragrant and soft pillow in his arms. The slightly cool autumn is warm and comfortable, not too crowded.

As for whether the person who was robbed of the bed and forcibly used as a pillow is comfortable, that's out of the scope of consideration.

"You guys are really domineering." Diao Shuzhen said complaining words, but there was no trace of resentment in her tone. She changed the subject, "By the way, thank you for talking to me so much tonight. Whether you just want to Talk about it, and still treat me as a friend, I am very grateful for your trust."

"It's because I'm going to take the first anatomy class in the Department of Forensic Medicine tomorrow." After a long time, a clear and cold voice came from behind.

"Are you worried that you will mistake the corpse for your mother again, which will prevent you from continuing to study forensic science?" Diao Shuzhen caressed the hand in front of his lower abdomen, from the wrist, the proximal knuckles, and the distal knuckles Then to the slender fingertips.

The other party did not answer, and the slightly rapid breathing perfectly conveyed the master's answer.

"Hey, with regard to the symptom of delusion, patients often have incomplete self-awareness, and they don't realize that they are hallucinating, but believe it to be true. Just like most of the time in our dreams, we can't realize that we are dreaming, even at that time The scene is very grotesque and unconventional, and those who are deeply involved in it cannot realize it."

Song Yucheng gave a soft "hmm", indicating that he was listening carefully again.

"However, hallucinations are sensory experiences without objective stimuli. In other words, each sensory sensory experience must have a corresponding objective stimulus." Diao Shuzhen touched Song Yucheng's waist with his backhand, "The easiest way to identify is if you close your eyes and still see something, it's a vision; if you plug your ears and you can still hear words, it's an auditory hallucination."

The wind blew the curtains of 1551, and the watery moonlight gently sprinkled on the two girls who were embracing and sleeping, as if coating this warm picture with a layer of hazy silver luster, adding a bit of color to it. Lingering artistic conception.

Song Yucheng waited for a while, only to hear Diao Shuzhen's even breathing in his arms, and he fell asleep unconsciously.She touched the other's soft belly, satisfied with the comfortable humming sound that happened unconsciously, and silently bent the corners of her mouth.

Maybe have a good night's sleep tonight.She thought about what Diao Shuzhen said just now, and a vague thought flashed through her mind:

You say that being able to see with closed eyes is an illusion, and being able to hear with ears plugged is delusion, but why is it you when I open and close my eyes?

What a little liar!

The author has something to say: Diao Shuzhen: Forced heads-up to draw

Song Yucheng: There are tens of thousands of beds in the world, but yours is the most comfortable

感谢在2020-08-0814:40:32~2020-08-0918:53:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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