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When the first light of the sun illuminates the earth in the early morning, the entertainment industry ushered in unprecedented explosive news.

Hot search headlines, entertainment gossip reported, and even car radio stations were talking about it.

——Wu Ai encountered an accident early this morning. The driver of the garbage truck called the police and surrendered on the spot. Wu Ai is still being rescued. According to people familiar with the matter, Wu Ai suffered intracranial hemorrhage and no less than seven comminuted fractures on her body. The condition of her injuries is really not optimistic.

The New Year has only passed half a month, and the emergence of such news in such a vibrant atmosphere really shocked everyone.

In this way, Wu Ai fulfilled her New Year's Eve wish of being number one on the charts, which really makes people don't know what to say.

As the saying goes, if a wall falls down, everyone will push it; if a drum breaks, everyone will beat it. Wu Ai has made a lot of enemies this year, and when something happened, many of her opponents took the opportunity to pour oil on her.

This incident spread much faster than previous breaking news. Sheng Jingyu walked out of the elevator and noticed that even the nurses in the advanced ward couldn't help but whisper about this incident.

"Dangdang."

After knocking twice, Sheng Jingyu opened the door of Lu Zhao's ward.

At six o'clock, Lu Zhao had already woken up.

She had just finished the infusion and was sitting on the bed looking at her mobile phone. Her lowered eyelashes revealed an unclear meaning.

Sheng Jingyu keenly noticed Lu Zhao's mood, put the food box in his hand on the bedside table, opened it, and asked: "Would you like some sweet porridge? You don't have to go to the announcement recently, you can take a little while Be more indulgent, and desserts can also help you relax."

The hot air, wrapped in wisps of fragrance, drifted to the tip of Lu Zhao's nose, adding warmth to the lonely winter day.

Listening to Sheng Jingyu's ulterior words, she raised her head and asked her again: "Will my mood get better?" "

Of course." Sheng Jingyu nodded and took out a bowl from the cabinet below, "But instead of changing my mood, If you place your trust in food, why don't you tell me."

The sunlight fell from the side of the window, and the white porcelain was translucent, making people's fingers delicate.

Sheng Jingyu's eyes exuded a cold tenderness under this light, like snow in winter.

Lu Zhao pursed his lower lip slightly when he heard this, and asked Sheng Jingyu, "Is the attack last night related to Wu Ai?"

Looking at each other, Lu Zhao's question was cryptic.

The timing of the two attacks was so coincidental that it was hard not to think of them as revenge.

When Lu Zhao just saw the news about Wu Ai's accident, he felt a kind of immoral pleasure in his heart.

But then she thought of this layer based on last night's judgment, and her heart was suddenly filled with worry.

She knew that Sheng Jingyu would not do such a crazy thing.

But she was also afraid that what happened last night would make her the object of suspicion, or even the object of being framed.

Yes, Lu Zhao didn't believe that Wu Ai's incident was an "accident" reported in the news from the beginning.

And Sheng Jingyu also heard Lu Zhao's ambiguity and her worries about herself. She nodded and answered Lu Zhao's question: "Yes." Then she shared with Lu Zhao as if chatting.

This incident is an extension of what just happened this morning: "Just now Xiaoyu sent me a lot of complaints, saying that she was busy all night yesterday, but woke up early in the morning to find that the instigator had been punished and was hit by an accident. I'm half dead."

Sheng Jingyu said in a relaxed tone, scooping up the sweet porridge leisurely.

Lu Zhao watched from the side and couldn't help asking Sheng Jingyu, "Do you really think so too? It was just an accident?" "

Otherwise?" Sheng Jingyu said, raising his hand and twisting Lu Zhao's face, "In the news report As we said, she crossed the road in disobedience to traffic rules, and the driver of the garbage truck broke the rules and speeded late at night."

At this point, Sheng Jingyu's gentle eyes changed.

The long-lost calmness and seriousness appeared in those gray silver pupils, and he said to Lu Zhao word for word: "Ah Zhao, this matter has nothing to do with you, you don't need to worry." Lu Zhao still didn't feel that way, and then said to Sheng Jing

Yu He analyzed: "How can we explain that she appeared in that place for no reason in the early hours of the morning?"

This analysis hit the nail on the head, and even shed light on the cocoon through a simple relationship: "Si Li will definitely not be able to do such a thing. She is eager to have her back now. Wu Ai is a big mountain. So, I'm afraid there is some dispute between her and Lu Xu..."

Lu Zhao deduced, but before he could finish his words, he was choked by a touch of rice that was stewed until it was soft and full of sweetness. Mouth.

Sheng Jingyu scooped up a spoonful of sweet porridge, put it in front of Lu Zhao's mouth unreasonably, and said to her seriously: "Miss Lu, it is the duty of the police to solve crimes, and they will not ignore such simple clues. You The first thing a patient should do is to take good care of himself here, and don't waste your mind on this kind of person."

Sheng Jingyu rarely spoke so many words in one breath, and the unhurried feeling of the past was completely gone.

The sunlight fell on her face, and her gray-silver eyes took in all the gold. They were bright and dazzling, gentle yet a little fierce.

Sheng Jingyu didn't want Lu Zhao to think about these things.

All worries should now be taken care of by her.

Looking at it like this, Lu Zhao immediately behaved and ate the sweet porridge sent by Sheng Jingyu in one bite.

But she seemed to be a little unwilling in her heart. Lu Zhao took the opportunity to swallow and muttered in Cantonese: "What a vicious scumbag." But not a second after Lu Zhao finished speaking, Sheng Jingyu continued to ask a question

. Then it sounded: "What about you?"

The two people were so close that they could hear even the smallest voice.

Sheng Jingyu asked, and then replied in a confrontational manner: "A scumbag who abandoned his wife and daughter?"

After hearing this, Lu Zhao grabbed Hua Dian.

She stretched out her hand and clasped Sheng Jingyu's wrist, giving her a scrutinizing "Huh?", and then asked with ulterior motives: "Did the teacher use some inappropriate words? Abandoned daughter...where did we get our daughter?"

Then The warm voice swirled in the hot mist of the white porcelain bowl, and hit Sheng Jingyu's ears as he breathed.

Her eyes were cold, and her cold white skin was easily stained, turning bright red in a flash.

With eyes flickering and avoiding, Sheng Jingyu explained to Lu Zhao: "This is an adjective, you can't break it apart like this."

Such a reaction is undoubtedly a fluttering feather for Lu Zhao.

They were so close, and they had just reconciled after being separated for these days. The light of the sun was naturally clearer than the flickering lights last night, and every bit of it fell on the person who was getting closer to her at this moment.

The heating in the ward was strong, and Sheng Jingyu took off his coat, leaving only a close-fitting turtleneck sweater.

Her profile was straight, like a green bamboo in winter, occupying Lu Zhao's line of sight. She was thin but plump.

The throat is dry.

Lu Zhao took Sheng Jingyu's arm with one hand and said in her ear: "But I want to take it apart."

The moment the voice fell, Lu Zhao kissed Sheng Jingyu's lips.

The room still smells clean, the sea breeze has not stirred up, and the smell of disinfectant is stable.

Lu Zhao didn't dare to press too hard on his neck now, and he leaned against the adjusted bed when kissing her, sitting upright as if he was enjoying his own dessert.

Compared to the predatory and punishing kiss last night, Lu Zhao could be said to be full of tenderness at this moment.

Sheng Jingyu's lips were gently crushed by Lu Zhao's bite after bite, as if he was tasting it. The aroma of sweet porridge rolled over the tips of her teeth, making people numb.

The spoon collided with the porcelain bowl and made a soft "click" sound, pulling Sheng Jingyu back.

She held a porridge wrist in one hand, but her thoughts were interrupted one by one by Lu Zhao. The trembling addiction and struggling reason made her become more passive than ever before.

"A Zhao... no, okay."

Struggling, Sheng Jingyu finally squeezed out a few words from Lu Zhao's lips.

Her wet eyes stared at Lu Zhao like this, the vibration lightly passed over the base of her tongue, and then connected with the vibration in her chest, making Lu Zhao feel that the temperature in the ward was getting hotter.

"You want me not to waste my energy on that kind of person, why not with you?"

Lu Zhao deliberately brought the topic to what Sheng Jingyu said after interrupting him.

She slowly folded her hands, followed Sheng Jingyu's arm, put the white porcelain bowl in her hand aside, and then asked her: "Then where do you think I should put my mind?" At the end, Lu Zhao

breathed He hummed a question softly: "Huh?"

The warm heat slowly burned into Sheng Jingyu's ears, and no one's breathing was calm as his breaths mingled.

Sheng Jingyu knew that he didn't have to answer this question. When he finished speaking, the hand on her waist led her into the other person's arms inch by inch.

The sun was shining brightly on this morning, and my desires seemed to be exposed to the light.

Sheng Jingyu was a little excited, because the person who kissed her would never choose to leave her again. Her sun was sent back by an aggrieved puppy last night, and now it is retaking its own world bit by bit.

With tenderness and carelessness, Lu Zhao's hand hanging on the side of the bed slowly touched Sheng Jingyu's knees.

Warmth flowed from the palm of the hand down to the knee, lifting the extremely soft bones in an instant, making it easier for her to get into the kiss.

The ripe grapes burst into waves of rich sweetness in the air, and the middle of winter feels like midsummer.

The edge of the knitted sweater, which was originally tightly sewn together with the skirt, was exposed, and the folds were pressed against a wrist, gently supported and then stroked.

After kissing for a while, a thin layer of sweat broke out on the delicate skin.

There was moisture on Lu Zhao's fingertips, and Sheng Jingyu noticed that the corners of Lu Zhao's mouth curled up at this time.

Sheng Jingyu held his breath and reminded Lu Zhao: "It's useless to laugh. It's impossible for us to have a daughter." "Of course I'm not

laughing at this." Lu Zhao held Sheng Jingyu in his arms, "I suddenly feel that now It's quite good. I was beaten so hard that my glands can't release pheromones temporarily, so I don't have to worry about it affecting you. I tried my best to control it." Sheng Jingyu frowned: "What's so good about this." She

seemed

to There was resentment, but the voice of the complaint was not loud: "You can't think about it for me."

Before his breathing could slow down, Lu Zhao's thoughts were a little straight.

She didn't understand what Sheng Jingyu meant, and then asked, "Aren't I just thinking about you?" Sheng Jingyu looked up at Lu Zhao, and saw that she really didn't understand. His long neck was tilted to her ear

. He said bluntly: "I haven't smelled you for a long time, Ah Zhao."

Lu Zhao couldn't help but feel his face heat up when he heard this.

It's just that after Sheng Jingyu's coaxing last night, a seed was planted in her heart, and her subconscious was always competing with a non-existent Alpha, consciously or unconsciously.

The hand that was holding Sheng Jingyu's waist during the kiss was still there, and then Lu Zhao gently pinched the skin and bones on the side of her spine along the waist, caressing it, and asked softly: "Then can you tell me Tell me, how does it taste to me."

"I like it."

The tip of the tongue touched the roof of the mouth without hesitation, cleanly.

Sheng Jingyu sent these two words to Lu Zhao's ears, and then held Lu Zhao's little face with both hands, his eyes serious and eager, filled with sincerity one by one: "I can feel the taste of many people now , but my favorite is still yours."

"Do you know, I like you so much, Miss Lu."

Sheng Jingyu muttered to Lu Zhao, his eyes curling up for a while.

The strong love couldn't hold the curved boat, and one by one it fell on Lu Zhao's face and heart.

Is this a confession?

Lu Zhao just stared into Sheng Jingyu's eyes, his heart beating so fast that he was about to fly out.

And her hands were still holding Sheng Jingyu's waist, and her pulse was against her blood vessels. Even though this person looked extremely calm, the resonant pulse could not deceive anyone.

It was hard to tell who took the initiative first, the kiss came naturally.

Neither of them was reasoning with each other, but they seemed to be reasoning.

Skimming and giving to each other, the tenderness of the moist tongue tip, the sweet porridge was dyed with the alcoholic flavor of absinthe, brewing some rice drunkenness.

This was the first time Lu Zhao tasted grape-flavored wine, and his lowered hands couldn't help but climb up Sheng Jingyu's neck.

She was lending her strength to her so that she could kiss him more passionately, but she was also confining her, forcing her to only get drunk with herself.

But Sheng Jingyu didn't resist at all, he just cooperated, and a few tears came out uncontrollably, as if he was trying to fuse himself into Lu Zhao's body.

Also concerned about Lu Zhao's body, neither of them kissed too much.

At the end of the day, Lu Zhao still pressed his lips against Sheng Jingyu's red lips and whispered to her: "Do you know, I like you very much, Miss Sheng." Sheng Jingyu raised his lips a little

. , kissed back, and replied: "I know."

"Click."

"Oh, what a good day today is..."

Before the tenderness in the room dissipated, the sound of opening the door suddenly cut through it. The room is quiet.

Qiao Ni opened the door and walked in, her voice cut off in mid-air.

Lu Zhao and Sheng Jingyu looked towards the door in unison.

But he saw Sheng Mingchao standing on the left of Qiao Ni and Qin Xingjue on the right.

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