Hey Sir, I'm Interested In Your Genes

Li Duobao stared at the plane on the table and frowned anxiously. Do you want to call and apologize? Shake your head. Forget it. That guy will misunderstand! Well, yes, don't fight!

She's flying to New York tomorrow. She'd better hurry to prepare her luggage. Yes, that's it!

Li Duobao muttered, resolutely turned around, stopped looking at the phone and went back to his bedroom to tidy up his luggage.

As she was too involved in packing, she soon forgot her tangled things... Half an hour later, she had entered the kitchen and planned to make something delicious for herself.

The cell phone in her pocket rang. She wiped her hands, took out her cell phone, saw the name of the caller ID and hesitated.

She asked carefully, "bailiyun, what's up?"

The air-conditioned voice of bailiyun came, "you go downstairs!"

"Ga?"

"I'm downstairs! You come down at once! "

"Oh ~"

She immediately took off her apron, put on her down jacket, locked the door and ran downstairs.

Within two minutes, bailiyun saw a mass of white running towards him.

Li Duobao stooped down, holding his legs with both hands and gasping, "I'm so tired that I ran down..."

Bailiyun stared at her with disgust, and then his eyes fell on her feet, a pair of fuzzy slippers with rabbit ears, "isn't there an elevator? Also, why not change your shoes and zip up your clothes? "

She scratched her hair embarrassed. "I'm afraid you've been waiting too long..."

His eyes flickered, he suddenly stepped forward, put his hands on her shoulders, made her stand straight, and then grabbed the hem of her down jacket. She was so frightened that she stared, "what are you going to do?"

"Fool, pull your chain." Bailiyun hung his head and slowly pulled up the zipper of her clothes.

Li Duobao blushed embarrassed and stepped back two steps. "What can I do for you?"

"What floor do you live on? Go upstairs. " Bailiyun turned and walked towards the building.

She was stunned and trotted to catch up, "on the fifth floor."

The room is not big, but it is clean and tidy, warm and lovely.

There are three or four cartoon characters' pillows on the sofa in the living room. There is a thin blanket on the back of the chair. Watching him staring at the blanket, she quickly put the blanket away, hid behind her back and smiled awkwardly. "I like lying on the sofa watching TV... You sit down first and I'll be back soon."

She ran back to the bedroom with the blanket and soon rushed to the kitchen to make him a pot of hot tea.

The aroma of rice emanated from the rice cooker. Bailiyun looked up at the kitchen, "are you cooking?"

"Well, yes, I haven't cooked yet. Would you like to stay for dinner?"

"Good." He promised quickly.

She hesitated and said, "what can I do for you?"

Bailiyun leaned back on the sofa comfortably, holding his chin in one hand and his eyes were burning, "I asked you, were you worried about me when you called me just now?"

Her cheeks were slightly hot. "I'm not worried about you. What I'm worried about is Xiaobao..."

He pressed, "you asked me."

She hung her head, scratched her fingers on the sofa and said, "that's my slip of the tongue. I wanted to ask you if you're okay!"

His lips moved and wanted to say something. She stood up and said angrily, "don't talk nonsense with you, I'll cook!"

Bailiyun watched her busy in the kitchen, and her irritable mood gradually calmed down. He thought it was time to stroke his feelings for Li Duobao. Did he feel fresh and interesting about her on a whim, or did he really like her.

Li Duobao still remembers the embarrassment of inviting him to eat hot pot last time. This time, in order to take care of his taste, some dishes didn't put pepper, and some dishes only put a little pepper. Bailiyun helped her bring delicious dishes to the table. The dishes with all colors, flavors and flavors made him move his fingers.

He ate with relish and praised, "I didn't expect you to look stupid and cook."

She puffed her cheeks and her big eyes were full of discontent. "Are you praising me? When I was a child, my father died early and my mother was very busy. When I came home from school, I would cook food and eat together when my mother came back. "

Bailiyun looked at her with complicated eyes.

She suddenly burst into laughter. "You don't know, when I first learned to cook, I was only seven years old. I was too short. Here, I was so tall." she stretched out her hand and gestured, "I couldn't reach the pot when cooking, so I moved the small bench to the front of the gas stove and stood on it to cook. As a result, once I was too close to the gas stove, and the fire almost lit my clothes, Fortunately, I can smell the stench... "

Bailiyun was stuffy and uncomfortable. He looked at her firmly, "you almost got hurt. How can you laugh?"

She felt her nose shyly. "It was very dangerous at that time, but now I think it's funny..."

Bailiyun suddenly has an impulse to hold this silly girl in her arms. She grew up in a single parent family and has a abnormal stepfather, but she has developed a happy character, treats misfortune, doesn't complain, treats life, is positive, optimistic, silly and lovely.

His straight eyes made Li Duobao feel uncomfortable. She touched her cheek and shouted, "what are you doing staring at my face? Is there anything dirty?"

He suddenly grinned. "Come here, I'll wipe it for you."

"Oh, all right ~" she put her face together honestly.

He leaned over and gently printed a kiss on her pink cheek.

She suddenly opened her eyes wide.

He said, "Li Duobao, let's make friends. This time, I'm serious."

Li Duobao's eyes were full of panic. She suddenly screamed, pushed him away, fled into the bedroom, and even dropped one of her woolly slippers.

She was like an ostrich, shrinking herself in a safe space. She refused to come out or talk to him how Ren bailiyun knocked on the door. Finally, he had no choice but to wear his coat and leave. Before leaving, he knocked on her door, "Li Duobao, I'm serious. I think I like you. Think about what I said."

There was still no movement in the room.

Bailiyun came out of the building with some disappointment and some chagrin.

In an hour.

He was still sitting in the Ferrari, looking at the floor where she lived from a distance and beating the steering wheel with regret.

How could he be so reckless? He must have frightened her now.

Thinking of her eyes full of panic, as if he were a lust devil, he couldn't restrain himself.

She called, but no one answered.

Maybe we should give her time to calm down and think about it.

Bailiyun sighed and finally started the car.