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"...do you smoke?"

Jasmine also smelled the smoke on Bo itself as soon as she got close, but she remembered that he didn't usually smoke.

Bourbon flicked the hair in front of his eyes, and said angrily with a blank face: "Yeah, there are a few. ——Do you still care about me?"

"of course."

Jasmine also had palpitations for a second, and she used the gesture of handing over her coat to cover up the guilty conscience on her face.

After she recovered her emotions, she looked at him with reproachful and concerned eyes, and said earnestly: "Take good care of your body, didn't Tou teach me this way before? What's the situation now, smoking and drinking?"

Bourbon didn't take the coat, but stretched out his arms forward: "Maria put it on for me."

Unexpectedly, he would be playing tricks on the strength of alcohol, and Jasmine refused without even thinking about it: "Put it on yourself."

With so many people watching from afar, she didn't want him to be too complacent.If she really puts on his clothes with her own hands, and then persuades him to go back with her in a nice voice, some weird gossip will come out tomorrow, such as "Shock! The cold girlfriend appeared in the bar and lowered her posture." Begging the Bourbon prodigal son to come back and make things better" and the like.

Jasmine didn't want to be a gossip heroine either—although she already was.

Too bad she was up against Bourbon.

When Bourbon is serious, he won't let go of even children, let alone Jasmine who is not a child.

He maintained a posture, and the words he said were quite annoying: "If you don't give me clothes, I won't go back tonight and sleep here."

here we go again!here we go again!The childish bastard!

Jasmine's complexion was terribly pale, but she still took her last breath to comfort her softly: "Okay, Tou, everyone is watching, hurry up and put on your clothes and go back with me." She emphasized the word "Hurry up".

Bourbon was completely uncooperative and willful to the end: "I don't."

Jasmine also restrained her breathing, but to no avail.She was so angry that her chest heaved and she was dizzy. She had experienced this familiar feeling of powerlessness many times.She did a good job of psychological construction, and kept telling herself that she was an excellent undercover agent and an excellent infiltrating investigator...

She took a deep breath, exhaled softly, and angrily scolded in a low voice: "Are you naive?! How old are you, and you are still doing this here! Get dressed and leave!"

Bourbon was very wronged: "Don't be so harsh on me!" I am sincere to you.

Jasmine also threw the clothes directly on his head, folded her arms and looked at him coldly with frosty complexion, without saying a word, full of threat.

—Ah, angry.

Bourbon raised his hand and pulled away the clothes covering his head, put them on obediently, got up and followed Jasmine to go out.

She is a very stubborn person with strong self-esteem. No matter how hard he bullies her, she will never beg for mercy from him. She seems to be able to remain unmoved by acting like a baby in public like today.This somehow made Bourbon feel a little frustrated and lost. He always felt that he could only touch her people, but he would never be able to touch her heart.

Is it because the time we spend together is short?

Bourbon looked at the thin figure who opened the car door first.

There is affection in her eyes, right?Her eyes are already shining for him, right?But why do you still have nightmares around him and often wake up in the middle of the night?He is willing to break the principle and tolerate some of her betrayals, but this is not enough to impress her?

Is it because he doesn't feel safe enough?

It is very rare that there are problems that even Bourbon can't solve.

Perhaps, after a long time, she should be able to understand that his feelings for her are not as superficial as she imagined.Or do something to make her feel more secure?

Bourbon's brain is eroded by alcohol, and he thinks optimistically about the future.

After getting in the car, he licked his somewhat dry lips, and when Jasmine also leaned over to help him fasten his seat belt, he suddenly got into trouble, pressed her on the back of the driver's seat, straightened her head, and held her face, kissed her deeply.

"Well……"

Jasmine also tried to struggle.

But Bourbon's Kiss was as tough and domineering as his people.Jasmine was also irresistibly cut her hands behind her back, and pressed her tightly, unable to move at all, she could only be forced to bear this demanding kiss full of wine, as if she was also drunk.

After the kiss was over, Bourbon issued an invitation with a hoarse voice: "Maria, are you free tomorrow night?"

Because she was once again moved by his cherishing attitude, Jasmine was also restless.

Just after escaping from the uncontrollable sense of self-loathing, she heard Bourbon's invitation. She pulled herself together and asked in a hoarse voice, "I'm free, what's the matter?"

"Let's go on a date."

Pope said so.

***

The Observatory restaurant in Mihua Central Building is a famous date spot.

It is said that if the marriage proposal here is successful, the lovers will eventually get married. Moreover, this restaurant has high standards and good dishes, so it attracts many couples to check in.

"The last time I came here to eat with Belmode, I felt pretty good, so I thought I would bring Maria here anyway." Bourbon explained with a flawless smile, "It wasn't the first time with Maria. Together, Maria won't mind?"

Jasmine was also inexplicably upset for a few seconds.

Immediately caught by Bourbon: "Maria is jealous?"

—Okay, whatever you say is what you say.

Jasmine also skillfully put on a smirk: "Of course I'm jealous."

However, at the moment when she blurted out, Jasmine was not sure whether she was speaking the truth or acting out of habit.Realizing this, she shifted her gaze in embarrassment, looking at the bright night scene outside the window.

Bourbon dressed up carefully tonight, wearing a beige dark-pattern shirt, a black slim-fit vest, and a royal blue tie that matched the color of his eyes. His handsome face was extraordinarily charming under the light.While ordering, he asked Jasmine for her opinion in a low voice, and from time to time asked the waiter to change the dishes according to Jasmine's taste.The hoarse and gentle voice gently brushed over Jasmine's eardrums, almost piercing through the thickest armor on her body.

Jasmine also became dazed.

Bourbon is the perfect boyfriend - if you don't consider his dark background.

Her thoughts gradually became chaotic, and for a while, Jasmine couldn't tell what the person in front of her was really thinking.When she suddenly realized that she seemed to have been captured by the love net woven by Bourbon, her hands and feet were cold, and she stared blankly at her hands that were neatly placed on the dining table.

She made a false fist.

These hands... can they still point a gun at this terrifying man?

When the trigger is pulled, will her hand tremble because of the violent shaking in her heart?

—— Gu Gu Jasmine too!Don't forget your duty!

——You are not Maria Moriyama!

Jasmine also woke up suddenly.

With lingering fear, she stared wide-eyed, watched Bourbon finish ordering with a distracted gaze, and then smiled at her.

As her eyes gradually focused, Jasmine silently reminded herself: Don't be so spineless!You are a police officer!Your mission is to fight criminals!All people and things that endanger the interests of the country are your sworn enemies!You are not an idiot here to play the love game!

She resolutely put aside her personal emotions and showed her sweet smile again.

"Tou understands this place very well." Jasmine's smiling expression was a bit like Bourbon's true biography, "So is it really the second time?" She had reasonable doubts, "The sentence of 'whatever' just now... ...Didn't you say the same thing to other girls?"

Fine, keep going like this.

Continue to deal with him.

Bourbon's eyes flashed, and he said jokingly: "Maria has a lot of stamina to be jealous, why, still minding, isn't it the first time?"

Jasmine also pretended to despise him: "Tou, I accidentally made a scumbag comment! Hurry up and restrain yourself, think about how to restore your image as a good man."

"Actually," Bourbon paused subtly, and then began to hint wildly, "You know, sometimes the 'first time' is not important, what matters is the 'every time' in the future. So, I..."

He quickly organized a suitable language in his mind that would not be rejected by the other party.

Jasmine also seemed to understand what he wanted to do.

Recently, whenever the two had a deep physical exchange, Bourbon would test her.However, this topic was too heavy and unrealistic, so Jasmine also avoided it, and even disturbed her sleepless nights.

The psychological defense line that had just been drawn up was breached again, and Jasmine also warned herself: wake up quickly!His tenderness is just an appearance!

But she couldn't help but think that if he didn't take into account his criminal status, Bourbon would be a perfect husband once he got married.

--no!You must always remember your mission!

Jasmine also cut off the last trace of fantasy in her heart, and at the same time cut off Bourbon's proposal: "So, I don't want to discuss the 'first time' issue with you, it's too off-putting and it will affect my appetite."

Bourbon was slightly startled, then lowered his eyes, and showed a nerve-wracking smile at the right time: "Well, there's no need to go too far, it's disgusting or something... In order to be alone with you tonight, I have worked hard, Ma Did Leah just refuse without thinking?"

All the anticipation was in vain, and there was no chance to take out the prepared things.

——Since she is still unwilling, then wait.

Bourbon compromised again.

"What kind of outrageous 'good intentions' is that?" Jasmine also complained mercilessly, "Tou's jealousy is too strong, and I have the nerve to come up with such a high-sounding excuse."

Bourbon's possessiveness is very strong. When she first took up the position of boyfriend, she began to disallow this and that, and later she blatantly restricted the scope of her friendship. Male members in the organization could hardly have more than three sentences of dialogue with her, even He strictly controlled all the female members from interacting with her, which was one of the reasons why Jasmine was unable to obtain more information.

It seems to be imprisoned in disguise.

If it wasn't for the mission and nowhere to go, Jasmine would have already planned to escape from his control.His doting was addictive, and falling in love with bourbon was torture.

Jasmine also deeply felt that she was guilty. At this moment, she actually began to hope that Bo Ben would turn his back on his evil ways: "Tou, if you..."

Realizing that she was about to say something she should never have said, she felt as if she had been hit in the head.

- God!What am I thinking? !

Jasmine also fell silent.

She didn't talk about other topics with Bourbon until the exquisite dishes were served on the table one by one.As for Bourbon, in keeping with her rhythm, he considerately stopped asking her what she wanted to say just now.

***

After more than three months, the police department's pursuit of the infiltrating thief ended without a problem due to various reasons, and the situation gradually calmed down.

Lum, who was skeptical about the undercover list, decided to send someone to the police station again. This time, he chose his confidant, a gymnast with the organization codename "Curaçao".

Rum didn't tell Bourbon, but Bourbon had his own sources.

During a routine monitoring of the phone calls between Bourbon and members of the organization, Jasmine also got a few vague keywords.Although they were vague, it did not prevent Jasmine from inferring Rum's intentions.

The matter was of great importance, so she risked exposure and contacted Kazami urgently.

"They are bound to get the undercover list." Jasmine also solemnly warned to the colorful screen while operating the game console, "Mr. Kazami, please pay attention this time. I don't know much about Curacao. I have never been in contact with her, and I don't know what special skills she possesses to be hidden by the organization's second-in-command as a secret weapon. But at least I know that since Rum believes her and sends her to the police station, with her ability, Definitely not going to miss it so easily.”

Kazami, who was also playing the game, also solemnly replied: "Okay, I understand."

After thinking for a while, he chose to tell Jasmine the truth: "Actually, that list cannot be copied. Once someone invades the system, the system alarm will sound. We might as well capture her in one fell swoop when she invades the system."

Jasmine also tapped on the keyboard non-stop: "Well, prepare in various ways, and don't underestimate the enemy."

Later, when Kazami asked why she had been acting more covertly lately, Jasmine also remained silent.She still can't know everything about Kazami like she used to say to Shinohara, and besides, she is in a complicated environment, and Bourbon is not easy to deal with. She is afraid of getting out of hand, so she only puts out a few perfunctory words to get over this actually rather sharp problem .

Faith is more important than private emotions, and faith is above all else.

She just needs to let Kazami know this is enough.

After the brief meeting ended, Kazami terminated the game, stood up and made a disguise, and left in a low-key manner.

Jasmine also played in the corner of the game hall for a while before going back to the apartment.Before going out, she passed a game console, and the woman in front of the console, who was shooting passionately with a gun, said to her, "Moriyama."

Jasmine didn't answer either, but slowed down her pace, and calmly looked at this strangely dressed Shamat-looking woman.

Although she couldn't see the other person's face clearly through a mask and hat printed with exaggerated cartoon characters, her voice and tone were very similar to Shinohara's.

"Ya Jasmine, I'm Shinohara." Sachiko Shinohara changed her address.

Jasmine also stopped, turned around and sat down in front of a game machine next to her, seeming to rekindle her passion for games, inserting coins and turning on the machine.

"Why are you here?" Jasmine finally uttered along with the music of the game console turning on.

"I'm worried about your situation." Shinohara simply explained, "So I secretly followed the wind to see you." She was suspended for self-reflection, and her superiors revoked her contact qualifications with Jasmine. Where is his new residence, and there is no mobile phone number that can directly contact the infiltration investigator, the only option is to wait for the opportunity to follow Kazami.

Jasmine put her hands on the control console, "As you can see, I'm doing fine. Hurry up and leave after watching."

"You are not good at all!" Shinohara's voice sounded a little excited, but he still controlled his leaked emotions, "Moriyama, you have to hold on! You are a dragon slayer knight, don't be knocked down by the evil dragon!" She didn't dare to speak too bluntly, she could only hint through metaphors.

What she wants to see is the high-spirited and high-spirited Jasmine in the past, not the current Jasmine who is wearing a mask in pain and whose eyes have almost lost the brilliance.

Jasmine was also quiet for a moment, then smiled helplessly: "Okay, thank you. I understand."

The abyss stares at me, and I don't want to be a dragon.

——However, if you fight with the dragon for too long, you will become a dragon yourself.

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