To touch or not to touch

  The rainbows collectively lowered their heads, not daring to respond. But the bald big brother smiled and still had some courage. He suddenly stood up, touched his bald head, and his facial muscles twitched a few times. He raised his chin and said:

  "Don't worry, elder sister. We will definitely listen to what you say and we guarantee that we won't bother him. But you also heard what my brother said just now, we are friends and he wants to come find us-----"

  One smile and he stood up, Guo Yi was a bit nervous, if these two sides were to fight, who would I help? Hmm, definitely help Wen Qing sister, this is the only choice from the relationship, social nature and gender of both parties, so I can only apologize to this group of newly met friends. But this big brother's mouth almost made Guo Yi get struck by lightning, good guy, this few words were not many, but they were flattering with cunning, really not simple!

  Before he could finish speaking, Wen Qing interrupted him:

  "If he dares to look for you, I'll break his legs!"

  These words were said with a stern tone, Guo Yi took in a breath of cold air beside him, his father had never spoken such harsh words to him! This sister really got into the state!

  "Get on the bus!"

  She mounted a police motorcycle by the roadside and turned to Guo Yi with a tone still filled with anger.

  Guo Yi didn't dare ask more, obediently got on the motorcycle, and before she could sit properly, she revved up the engine and the motorcycle sped off immediately. Guo Yi instinctively wrapped his arms around her slender waist.

  Zhuo Wenqing obviously didn't expect Guo Yi to hug her waist, and her body trembled slightly, but she quickly recovered, and the motorcycle sped down the street where pedestrians were scarce. Guo Yi wanted to ask her where she was going, but in the end, he didn't dare to speak up. Some people are just so overbearing that even if you haven't done anything wrong, you still feel guilty as if you had.

  Finally, Zhuo Wenqing spoke up:

  "Why aren't you talking?"

  "I------"

  Guo Yi didn't not want to say it, he just didn't dare to speak up!

  "Are you angry? Do you think I'm being too nosy?"

  Her voice softened, and for some reason, there was a faint sense of sadness.

  "No, no, how could it be? I'd love for someone to take care of me!"

  "Really?"

  "Of course it's true!"

  "Why aren't you saying anything?"

  "Aren't you afraid I'll break your leg?"

  Zhuo Wencheng burst out laughing, and the beauty smiled. It was a feeling of spring returning to the earth. Guo Yi's heart immediately felt much lighter, so he took the opportunity to ask:

  "Where are we going?"

  "Where are we going? Hmm, let's go to my place, it's just arrived! It happens that I also have something to tell you!"

  Her voice became gentle again.

  "Good."

  Guo Yi didn't ask much, now it's almost midnight, Guo Yi doesn't know what she wants to say to him, but he knows that having more contact with this kind policewoman isn't a bad thing, besides, he really can't bear to let go of this slender yet sturdy ***, however, this time he didn't have any improper thoughts.

  Zhuo Wenqing's residential area is not large, but the location is very good. The environment inside is also very quiet. Although the house looks a bit old at first glance, it doesn't have an outdated feel, and instead adds a touch of elegance. This is a two-bedroom suite, spotlessly clean, with very clean walls in the living room, almost no decorations hanging on them. From the living room alone, you can't tell that it's a girl's bedroom at all.

  "Sit down and let's have a good talk."

  Her expression turned serious.

  "Don't be so serious, your expression is giving me a lot of pressure, is it an occupational disease?"

  Kuo Yi Wei smiled and said, at this time, I had some understanding of her personality and was no longer so reserved. Besides, Kuo Yi wasn't a reserved person, just a bit timid.

  Zhuo Wenqing also realized that his expression was a bit serious, and he couldn't help but smile slightly. In an instant, the lines on his face softened, making him look so beautiful that it took one's breath away. The night was quiet, and the two of them, alone in the room, vaguely felt the ambiguous atmosphere. Zhuo Wenqing hastily said:

  "Say, how did you end up with Yixiao Feng today?"

  Kuo Yeh smiled and it seemed that this smile was quite famous, as everyone in the police station had heard of it. He didn't answer the question, but instead asked:

  "Sister, are you so concerned about everyone?"

  This is a question that Guo Yi has always wanted to ask. In this society, he has seen too many cold words and heard too many deceitful remarks. As for Zhuo Wenqing, who was enthusiastic about helping others despite being strangers, Guo Yi had never seen anyone like him before. This society is also like this - people yearn for trust and kindness, but they are not willing to start with themselves. Just like when someone jumps off a building, Guo Yi asks himself if he would just call the police at most, and definitely wouldn't rush up to the high rooftop to save the person. Of course, he also wouldn't be one of those cold-blooded onlookers that he had encountered before.

  Zhuo Wenqing's eyes slightly lost focus for a moment before he quickly regained his composure and said:

  "Cut the nonsense, it's my responsibility, don't change the subject."

  Why bring work home? Guo Yi thought to himself, but didn't dare say it out loud. He thought for a moment and said:

  "As a matter of fact, I'm a doctor. I was treating their wounds and they invited me to dinner as a thank you. We don't have any other relationship."

  Zhuo Wenqing furrowed his brow, clearly not believing this explanation of him, because Guo Yao's appearance really didn't look like a doctor.

  Guo Yi knew she didn't believe it, but he still said seriously:

  "All kinds of external and internal injuries, I can not only cure them but also make them disappear without leaving any scars, perfect as before! Alright, stop frowning, it's easy to get wrinkles, if such a beautiful sister gets wrinkles, it will make the people of the world sad!"

  Kuo Yeh originally wanted to say something that would make me sad, but felt it was a bit ambiguous, so he expanded on it.

  Zhuo Wenqing burst out laughing and said:

  "You've learned to be glib-tongued in just a few days!"

  She paused for a moment and said:

  "I remember the last time I saw you, you said you didn't have any special skills. Now how do you have such advanced medical skills? Can you give me a reasonable explanation? Or are you deceiving me this time or was it the last time?"

  Too much! Sharp! Too sharp! Such a beautiful sister just needs to be gentle, why so clever!

  "This medical skill has been passed down through my family, I never thought of practicing medicine and didn't consider it a specialty. Moreover, I'm not a professional graduate and don't have a license, I reckon if I were to practice medicine, you'd be the first one to catch me, only those penniless rascals dare come to me for treatment, is this explanation reasonable?"

  Zhuo Wencheng stretched his waist, took a deep breath, and suddenly his chest was turbulent. Guo Ye's heart skipped a beat as he quickly shifted his gaze elsewhere. Zhuo Wencheng obviously noticed Guo Ye's abnormality, his face slightly red, but he couldn't help but smile softly, looking enchanting and captivating. As a result, Guo Ye's gaze, which had just been diverted elsewhere, was drawn back again.

  Zhuo Wenqing rolled up the sleeve of her left hand, revealing a snowy white arm. The color that was covered and hidden was different. She pointed to a brown scar on her arm, staring at me with piercing eyes:

  "This is what I got when I caught a thief, and this scar has been bothering me for quite some time. Now that you can get rid of it without leaving any marks, go ahead and remove it for my sister!"

  Saying it sounds so good, obviously don't trust me!

  Her hand was pulled over, placed in front of her eyes, pretending to look at it, and her body inevitably leaned in as well. The warmth and subtle fragrance of her skin made Guo Yi's heart skip a beat. Her light breathing and my heavy heartbeat intertwined, surprisingly touching the soul.

  To be honest, Guo Yi had a lot of respect for Zhuo Wenqing. Anyone who is willing to risk their life for a stranger is worthy of respect. But the problem is, with such a soft and elastic arm in his hands, if he didn't touch it a few times, wouldn't that make him abnormal?

  Touch or not touch?