Is This a Zombie: a Heartwarming Moment

Miwako, you really don't know your own charm.

Ye Shenyue secretly sighed in her heart, people who don't know are really good.

It's a good thing to be chased and liked by someone you like, because he has good eyesight, just like what Bupoaihua said, if your boyfriend is a poor bastard who can't even receive Valentine's Day chocolates, then That is to say, her eyesight is not good.

"Wall? What does that mean?"

The simple police officer Sato definitely doesn't know.Even if they are surrounded by male police officers from all walks of life, they still don't know their intentions.

Truly a moment of silence for those poor male police officers.

"You don't need to know this. What day is it today?"

Ye Shenyue put the sunglasses on again.

"I see... it's number seven."

Although she was a little dissatisfied with Yashenyue's intentional diversion of the topic, she still hadn't said the specific reason why she didn't try her best to have a good relationship with her colleagues.

Miwako was very dissatisfied with this, and she thought a lot about it. For example, if Matsuda-kun stayed here, he had to communicate with his colleagues from time to time. It would be bad if he was isolated.

looked at the watch.Officer Sato said with some dissatisfaction, she has a straightforward temperament.If you want to say it, the lips that are not painted with lipstick like those little girls still shimmer with a seductive luster.

His lips parted slightly, and Officer Sato decided to train him well.

It's just that the lips just opened, but they were touched by Ye Shenyue's fingers.

"Sure enough, it's today. It seems that I can't continue to go to your house today... You have to take care of yourself. If you're too careless, no one wants it."

What does it mean?

If at this moment, Officer Sato was still blushing, then the next second Yashinyuki's words as if she was explaining the future made her stunned.

"Although it's only seven days, but Miwako, you are indeed a very good girl. Although you are not good at housework and are a little childish, I hope your character will not change, no matter what you encounter. Don't change."

"do not speak……"

Ye Shenyue gently pressed her red lips that seemed to be smeared with honey, and actually hugged her directly from the moving car.

The doubts that filled Officer Sato's heart were swallowed in his stomach.

Although she was being held, she felt a bad feeling in her heart.

She just couldn't tell what that feeling was.

"Eh...it's time."

Ye Shenyue sighed in her heart, and he had to leave again.

It's only been a few short days, and he hasn't even appreciated the time when Officer Sato was blushing and childish.It's just that today is the seventh day, so it's time for him to leave in the form of Matsuda Jinhei.

Everything will end in a bomb event.

Thinking of this, Yagami couldn't help clenching the hand that hugged Officer Sato's soft body.

"Am I wrong? Are they hugging?"

"Hold on!"

"Hold on!"

The male police officers who seemed to be paparazzi behind them opened their eyes one by one, wondering if they should quit or should they quit?

847 people hugged them all, and it seems that it is difficult to rescue Officer Sato from his hands again.

The male police officers were lost.

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

playground.

Officer Sato cried and knelt down.

Above her is the Ferris wheel, a Ferris wheel with seventy-two seats.

The Ferris wheel that reached the highest point exploded.Sitting inside is Yagami, who is trying to defuse the bomb.

"Drip."

However, at this time, there was a vibration on the phone, which was a text message.The sender happened to be Matsuda Jinping, who was supposed to be blown away, that is, the fake name of Yagami.

"If you cry, then you really like me. It's not worth it for me to be a housewife man for seven days. You can't go to other men, and you can't be moved by other men. Wait for me, I will back!"

This is a very short text message, and it is also a text message sent just three seconds ago.

A text message named "Last".

"That idiot!"

The tears that I was about to hold back fell down like pouring rain, but at this time I didn't know if I was crying or laughing.

He has confessed so many times, it would be nice if she responded so many times.

But everything...it's too late.

He squeezed his fist, and another drop of still very warm tears fell on his fingers and slid into the soil.

Ps: At the fifth watch tomorrow, although there is not a single word in the manuscript now, the author will cheer, and ask for comments, flowers, and various requests.