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As Toru Amuro guessed, Akito Naruto not only noticed the unskilled surveillance from the dark, but also deepened his doubts about Toru Amuro.

After all, the time when the surveillance appeared and the time when the young man moved in to live together were not right, and it was obvious to tell him that there was a relationship between the two.

Unfortunately, the team he was in recently was mainly tracking down a complicated serial murder case, and Ming Piaoqiu couldn't spend so much time and energy for a while.

Since his daughter's accident, he cared so much about his family that he had to deal with it again.

Fortunately, the upstairs neighbor Datehang is a trustworthy police officer.

Thinking about it this way, he planned to go to the Metropolitan Police Department tomorrow to have lunch with Officer Date.

Downstairs, the two boys who were yawning in the broken car.

One of them looked at the brightly lit building, then looked down at the time on his phone, and couldn't help crying: "Why is there still half an hour?"

Another older man frowned and glared at him, "Keep your voice down, and you can go home in only half an hour, it's no better than staying in the group and doing some dangerous things."

"Brother is still right." The younger brother nodded and patted his head foolishly.

But after thinking about it, the spirit that he had finally brought up suddenly dissipated, and he looked at the big brother who was eating instant noodles with a bitter face: "But I heard that there are special personnel lurking in the organization. Is it almost over?"

The man known as the big brother swept away the noodles and soup, and squinted his eyes in enjoyment: "The end is the end, it's life."

"So you can still live a good life as a high-level executive with a title in the organization. You don't have to worry about money when you show up on the stage." The younger brother skillfully threw the instant noodle box into the back bag, sighing and sighing.

The younger brother who squinted and seemed to be more frowning, seeing that the other party has bought food for him in the past few days, he is rarely willing to wake up the young man: "You think they look so stable? Don't be ridiculous, that's all One by one, they got on by their lives.

It’s okay if there is no accident in the organization. Once there is an accident, they are the most likely to be targeted. We are just small people who will eventually escape, so you can be content, don’t think about climbing up if you don’t have that ability . "

When the elder brother in charge of monitoring was teaching the young boy, he talked about the ambitious, capable, and climbing Bourbon, that is, Amuro Toru, who didn't know or care about the two people in the van.

"I've finished washing, the bathroom has been cleaned and ventilated, and hot water has been put in your small bathtub." Wrapping her hair in a towel, Liu Yiyi, wearing long-sleeved pajamas, greeted the busy four in the living room. people.

Yes, she also thoughtfully prepared a dedicated small bathtub for her partner.

"Okay." Zhu Fu Jingguang put down the e-book in his hand, and blinked his dry eyes.

On the other end, Matsuda Jinpei has already asked Hagiwara Kenji and the two to change into small bathrobes and prepare to take a bath.

"Jing Guang, don't you come to take a bath once a week? It's so frustrating to take a shower in a small room."

Like most Neon people, Kenji Hagiwara, who has great enthusiasm for taking a bath, shook his wet hair, and looked suspiciously at Jingguang Morofu, who was not moving.

"You guys go, I'll just stay in the little house today." Zhu Fu Jingguang glanced at the excited Matsuda Jinping, and said with a smile.

"Well then, we won't wait for you." Under Matsuda Jinpei's urging, Hagiwara Kenji followed closely behind, riding towards the destination in a small Mazda.

Toru Amuro, who was buried in his work, twisted his neck, finally realized that something was wrong, and called to Liu Yiyi who was about to go back to the bedroom with a wet towel on his head.

"Yiyi, are you going to rest with wet hair?"

"It's almost June now, and it will do it by itself later." Liu Yiyi waved his hand and said not too concerned, "It's okay."

Unexpectedly, Toru Amuro put one hand on the seat, turned to face her, and rested the other on the desk.

He said disapprovingly: "It's easy to cause headaches, and it's not good for your health."

"You wait here, I'll get the hair dryer." Toru Amuro pressed Liu Yiyi firmly on his office chair, and knocked on the bathroom door by himself.

Confused eyes fell on the densely packed text on the computer, Liu Yiyi hurriedly looked away to avoid suspicion, and turned to the back.

Facing Zhu Fu Jingguang's frown: "Sleeping with wet hair can easily cause headaches, colds, and even facial paralysis in severe cases. You should pay more attention to your body."

After being nagged by two people, Liu Yiyi surrendered: "I know I was wrong, and I won't be like this in the future."

"Sit down."

Amuro Toru's voice came from above, Liu Yi subconsciously raised his head and looked up to his delicate chin without any fat.

Before she felt envious, she felt that the towel on her head was a little loose.

"Don't move." Amuro gently pressed her shoulder with his left hand, and gently took off the wet towel on her head with his right hand.

While thinking about it, he wiped the ends of his hair with a dry towel.

"Mr. Amuro! I can blow it myself!"

Amuro Toru's sudden movement scared Liu Yiyi back to his original address.

If it wasn't for the strength from his shoulders, he would almost jump up.

"Ah, ah, it's been a busy day, enjoy my cooking, it's a thank-you gift for the celery and beef tonight."

Putting both hands on the flustered girls, Amuro Toru, in Zhu Fujingguang's helpless expression, half bent his body and poked his head out, his bright eyes hardly blinking: "Don't you believe me one by one? There are still names and shouts wrong."

But that would be too intimate.

And it's too close.Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that wheat-skinned face, and Liu Yiyi had the illusion that as long as she turned her face, she would touch the other person.

Fortunately, Toru Amuro quickly stood up straight, squeezed out the essential oil in the palm of his hand, and gently applied it to the ends of his hair that were no longer dripping.

"If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me in time."

Amuro adjusted to the mid-range, tested the temperature with his left hand, and gently rubbed a strand of long chestnut hair and blown it slowly.

It wasn't obvious at first, but when the hair was half-dry, the hand gently ran through the long hair, and the fingertips occasionally touched the head, which would make Liu Yiyi feel as if a weak current flowed through the body, causing a burst of numbness .

With the help of the buzzing sound of the machine next to his ear, Liu Yiyi pretended to exhale calmly, trying to forget the touch between his head and hair.

The gentle touch and the gentle wind made her feel that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

Finally combing gently with a comb, Toru Amuro took a step back and looked down at the girl's smooth long hair, admiring his masterpiece with a satisfied expression: "It's done."

Almost falling asleep under that caress, Liu Yiyi opened his eyes dazedly when he heard Amuro Toru's proud voice.

"How about it? It's more comfortable to dry your hair." Amuro Toru smiled slowly.

Liu Yiyi stroked her hair and nodded involuntarily: "Thank you, Tou."

At this moment, a thought suddenly appeared in her mind.

If I can live like this forever...

Suddenly realizing what he was thinking, Liu Yi blushed suddenly, and put his trembling hand on his forehead.

God, what am I thinking, it's so embarrassing.

"Well, I'll go back to rest first, see you tomorrow." Liu Yiyi was embarrassed by her own thoughts and didn't dare to look him directly.

"Just leave the towel here. I'll clean it after Matsuda and the others come out." As if he didn't see the look on the girl's face, Toru Amuro nodded bluntly, "Good night."

"Good night."

Liu Yixiao ran back to the bedroom, opened the door again after a while, and tentatively came out: "I don't have class tomorrow morning, I'm going to shoot a new video, do you want to pack a copy for you and send it to Polo at noon?"

The surprise came so suddenly, Toru Amuro, who thought girls would be shy for a while, was a little surprised.

Sensitively capturing the hidden meaning behind her words, Toru Amuro's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"If you don't use it, then..."

Just before Liu Yiyi thought she would be rejected, Toru Amuro's high-pitched voice interrupted what she wanted to take back.

"Then please one by one."

Toru Amuro pressed his fist against his lips, suppressing the growing smile on his lips: "I will wait for you with full expectation."

Hearing the desired reply, Liu Yiyi calmed down a little, and his voice became more relaxed: "Okay, good night then, Tou."

"Good night, sweet dreams."

Ears caught the faint thumping sound coming from the bedroom, Zhu Fu Jingguang put down the e-book in his hand, turned around and looked at the blond-haired young boy who was smiling into the air.

"Should I leave with Zhenping and the others just now?" He raised his eyebrows and said teasingly.

"King, don't make fun of me." Knowing his friend's personality, Toru Amuro begged for mercy.

"It seems that I can congratulate you in advance." Holding up the small camera in his hand, Zhu Fu Jingguang let him see himself smiling so relaxedly in the camera, and also raised the corners of his mouth.

"Zero, be happy."

Hearing this, Amuro was stunned for a moment, met his friend's gentle eyes, and nodded: "We all want to be happy."

"It's so cool, Xiaozhenping. If we have time, let's call them one by one to go to the hot spring." With a click, Hagiwara Kenji's excited voice came out.

"It would be nice to have a bottle of beer now." Matsuda Jinpei dragged his little sandals and wiped his curly hair with a towel.

The two of them walked slowly towards their living area and went back to the exclusive tidying up of the house. Kenji Hagiwara asked doubtfully, "What are you discussing?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang glanced at the two who were still steaming and said, "Tomorrow we will shoot a new video one by one."

"So we're lucky again?" Rubbing his chin, Hagiwara Kenji happily snapped his fingers and hung them on Matsuda Jinhei's shoulders, "It's a pity that someone has to go to work."

But when it comes to going to work, Kenji Hagiwara feels a little itchy.

On a leisurely day, I occasionally want to defuse bombs.

For this group of friends who know each other, Toru Amuro made no secret of his desire to show off first.

With light in his eyes, he cleared his throat, leaned on the chair and said proudly: "I'm sorry, I have exclusive feeding tomorrow."

"Could it be?" Hagiwara Kenji opened his eyes slightly, and after being acknowledged, he gave Amuro a thumbs up, "Congratulations, I will try my best to help make it a love bento."

"Then I will thank Hagiwara in advance." Toru Amuro bent down/body, and high-fived Kenji Hagiwara who jumped up.

"Tsk, the current one." Ignoring the two with "treacherous" smiles, Matsuda Jinhei leaned on the soft sofa, and the back of his head was soaked in a short while.

"Jinpei and Kenji, remember to dry your hair."

"It's okay, I'll do it later." Matsuda Jinping waved at Zhu Fu Jingguang indifferently and said nonchalantly.

Glancing at the blond man who obviously heard but had nothing to do, Zhu Fu Jingguang covered his face.

Out of sight is pure. ?