The hidden BOSS of the game is always showing affection

Ding He has a stack of materials in his hand, which are all sorted out from the clues given by Zhu Jue.

He handed one of the stacks to Gu Xincai, and the other to Tan Shen: "The information about Liu Fei and Dad Zhu, respectively, you guys will split up today. If you've done the research, go back to school and talk to Ji Qingge." Meet Zhao Tian."

Gu Xincai took the information, flipped through it casually: "What about you?"

"We have something else to check, not with you."

After Ding He assigned the tasks, he waved goodbye to them, and pushed his bicycle and Yu Jin to another direction.

Gu Xincai let go of his worries, and exchanged glances with the others: "Let's go."

He found that Zhu Jue was still staring at the direction where the two people left, and sighed in his heart: "They should be fine, don't worry."

"Why are they going to other places?" Zhu Jue spit out a few words softly, "Didn't I tell all the relevant news?"

"Maybe...they have a new discovery?" Gu Xincai didn't quite understand her doubts, so he guessed.

"Is it because I didn't give enough information? Or..." Her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, "They don't want to go with me?"

Tan Shen said impatiently: "Wherever they like to go, does it have anything to do with you? Maybe they just want to find a quiet place to fall in love. Why, do you think we are not reliable enough?"

Everyone else looked at him, with bright eyes saying: Yes, you are just unreliable.

But if you procrastinate, you will be late, so they took the initiative to drag Zhu Jue to school.

Yu Jin turned off the phone: "I asked clearly, that Brother Meng lives on XX Road. He was injured the day before, and should be lying at home now. According to Du Pei, he is probably sleeping."

What they were looking for was the third related person that Zhu Jue didn't mention, the leader of the gangsters.

Thanks to what happened the evening before, they knew that Du Pei had something to do with him, otherwise they didn't know how to find someone.

"Let's go eat first." Ding He stepped on his bicycle, turned his head and glanced at his mobile phone, "Did she ask anything else?"

Yu Jin sat in the back seat of the car and hugged his waist: "It's still the same words. But I changed my profile picture and posted it on Moments, she should be able to see it."

The avatar is a couple's avatar that he hand-painted, and the Moments post is the shadow of two people holding hands. The words are also earthy love words that he can't say. Du Pei should be able to see what he means.

In fact, it was true. After Du Pei found out, he began to question him frantically, completely disbelieving that this was the truth.

"Do you think she will chase after Brother Meng's house?" Ding He asked.

"Not so coincidentally."

Even if they run into each other, they don't have to be afraid.

Ding He waited for him to put his phone away, and said briskly, "Sit down, we're leaving."

Yu Jin hugged his waist reflexively, and it took a few seconds for him to relax.

The weather in September has gradually turned cooler. The morning is not as hot and dry as in midsummer, and the wind blowing across the cheeks has become refreshing.

He raised his head slightly, not letting the broken hair cover his eyes: "When did you learn to ride a bicycle?"

"Let's go to elementary school." Ding He's voice was ethereal, "I saw other children learning at that time, so I learned it too. When I was young, I was not afraid of falling and learned quickly."

His tone was teasing.Yu Jin knew that he was talking about himself on purpose.

When he was young, the elders in the family did not allow him to go out casually, and he was picked up by the family car wherever he went. When he was a little older, he went to high school, and because he lived near the school, he walked to school in most cases.

So he never had a chance to learn how to ride a bicycle.

Yu Jin looked indifferent: "I have a driver's license." No need to ride a bike.

Ding Heshun nodded: "I know, your driving skills are very good."

"Then have you always been riding so fast?" Yu Jin felt that the wind passing by his ears was a bit strong, "Don't hit it."

He really felt that Ding He could catch up with the young mother next to him who was riding an electric scooter to send her children to elementary school.

Ding He really slowed down: "I got used to it in a hurry. I haven't brought anyone before, and I don't feel anything."

Yu Jin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and pressed his forehead against his back.

The two came to the breakfast shop leisurely, sat down in the corner, and ordered two soup dumplings.

There are already many customers in the breakfast shop, and the voices of customers talking and laughing are mixed with the voices of the store yelling, making it a bit noisy.

Usually, Yu Jin would not come to such a lively place to eat.

Ding He took the tableware, sat down opposite him, waved to him, put his hands in his ear and said, "Do you feel noisy? I really can't stand it, we can take it away and eat."

Yu Jin shook his head.He likes to be quiet, but he is not so picky.

But it is really difficult to talk to Ding He here, he always feels that everything is like a whisper.

The breath when speaking was extra moist and warm because of the distance, as if a layer of water droplets had condensed on the pinna.

Any ordinary words, once in this situation, will have a hidden and gripping sense of suggestion.

Yu Jin pushed his hand away, leaned over to his ear and said, "You don't need to talk when you eat."

"you're right."

Ding He smiled and kissed his earlobe in a stance, the tip of his tongue lightly swept across the smooth skin, and then sat back to his seat obediently.

He even sat very straight.Usually, when two people were eating face to face, his legs would always bump into Yu Jin's legs intentionally or unintentionally, and even deliberately squeezed into the gap between the two legs. There is a sharp line between the two.

Half of Yu Jin's face turned red, he covered his ears, and looked down at the menu on the table.

The design of the menu is very simple, and there are few dishes, which can be read at a glance.He watched from the beginning to the end, feeling in a trance that he hadn't remembered anything, and returned to the first row again, reciting the name of the dish slowly and correctly in his mind, as if this would calm himself down quickly.

He re-read from the first line to the last line, finally unable to hear his overactive heartbeat.

He suddenly realized that his behavior was too inexplicable, and raised his head again.

Ding He kept looking at him with his face propped up, and when he saw him raise his head, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he didn't react too much.

He opened his mouth, wanting to ask how long he would have to wait, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was drowned out by the noisy voices beside him.

He leaned forward a little, clearly expressing the intention to let him lean over.

Ding He smiled and looked at him for a few seconds, then lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, as if he didn't realize what he was going to do at all.

Yu Jin kicked him lightly, but Ding He just shifted his leg, and he missed the kick.

Only then did he realize that Ding He seemed to be sitting a little far away from him, and he couldn't touch it according to his usual experience.

The tables in the breakfast shop were not big, even too small for some people. From his point of view, Ding He was even closer to the people at the table behind them.

He felt a little uncomfortable.Although he said that he didn't need to talk when eating, but Ding He really didn't talk to him anymore, and he felt unaccustomed to it.

It's weird to even sit there, as if there's too much space around my legs.

He moved his foot towards Ding He again and touched it lightly.

Ding He seemed completely unaware of his emotions, still looking down at his phone.

Yu Jin couldn't bear it anymore, and finally stepped on it: "Look up."

Although Ding He lowered his head, he quickly moved his foot away when he stepped on it, and then closed his legs, pinching his leg precisely.

He raised his head and pointed to his phone.

Yu Jin pressed the phone screen as he said, just in time to see his message pop up.

"I can't hear you clearly, please type."

This news was quickly overwhelmed by the reminders from Gu Xincai and others @ in the group.

It seemed that he didn't pay much attention to the messages on his phone.

Yu Jin looked at the message from 1 minute ago, pondered for a while, and replied decisively: "You did it on purpose."

Ding He showed an innocent smile: "I didn't."

"You have." Yu Jin replied ruthlessly, "You deliberately ignored me."

After he finished typing, he felt that it was too hypocritical, so he deleted the last sentence.

So the words "you have" slammed heavily on the screen, like a cold accusation.

"Just now, Gu Xincai and the others happened to be asking a question, so I cut out to reply." Ding He began to explain.

The question "Could it be that they are already so important" popped up in Yu Jin's mind, and he quickly denied this idea himself.

When they were not together, Ding He liked to talk like this, ambiguous, ambiguous, and couldn't tell whether he cared or didn't care.

Do you think I don't know that you deliberately want to make me feel up and down?

He typed out "I don't like it" coldly, and even the surrounding air became cooler than usual.

After he finished typing, he buckled the phone on the table and simply pulled his legs back.

Ding He's face also became serious, and his legs tightened to prevent him from moving.

The phone screen began to light up frequently.Yu Jin watched Ding He's fingers flutter, and finally couldn't help but open the dialog box.

As soon as he opened it, lines of sentences popped out.

"I want to talk to you."

"But you don't want to tell me."

"You look at the menu and don't chat with me."

The bitterness in the words was about to overflow, and those who didn't know it thought that the vinegar on the table next to them was too much and the smell wafted over.

The heads of the two were drawn by Yu Jin, a puppet and a black cat. When he said this, Yu Jin felt that his image suddenly changed from the cunning big black cat in the head portrait to a little tit who couldn't even stand upright. The cat, clutching his tail, crawled up his back.

He softened his heart for some reason, and he was almost out of anger just now.

But he couldn't say anything too cute, he just typed "I take back that sentence now", turned off the phone, leaned forward, and looked like he was actively asking for peace.

But the eyes are still a little arrogant.

Ding He also put down his phone, with a smile on his lips, sat forward a little, stretched out his hand and gently scratched his chin.

It's similar to scratching a cat's chin.

Just as Yu Jin was about to take pictures of him, the soup dumplings just came up, so he had to give up temporarily.

He bit the skin of the soup bag carefully, trying to avoid scalding his tongue by the hot soup.

After taking a sip of the soup, he inadvertently raised his head, just in time to see the camera of Ding He's cell phone facing him.

"You secretly photographed me?"