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Zhang Yiyan withdrew his left hand from being held, circled a few doubtful points on the information, then pushed it to Huang Yong, then stood up and left the conference room without explaining anything more like before.

Yan Junge stood up and glanced around everyone sitting.

He said solemnly, "Everyone has their own style in handling cases, which is understandable. But if there is an emotional problem, adjust it as soon as possible and don't bring your personal emotions into it."

"Lu Qing, please handle it over there and hold a case analysis meeting next time. I don't want something like today to happen again."

"You can discuss it among yourselves."

After speaking quickly, he left the meeting room and ran to his office. He didn't see anyone, so he couldn't leave.

He immediately took out his cell phone, but when no one answered it, his heart beat faster. He paced back and forth in the room anxiously, then quickly went out and looked outside one room after another.

"Du~du~du~"

At this time, Zhang Yiyan stood at the window of the room without turning on the lights, letting the cold wind hit his face one after another. His expression did not change at all, and his long hair tied high was fluttering in the wind, like a midnight elf.

Looking at the phone screen, Yan Junge finally picked up the phone before it automatically hung up. Yan Junge's voice was full of anxiety, "Yanyan, where are you?"

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "The innermost lounge on the top floor."

"Okay, I'll be right over here."

Yan Junge's forehead was burning with anxiety. On such a cold day, there were beads of sweat on his forehead. There was wind under my feet, so I ran upstairs without waiting for the elevator.

"boom!"

The door was opened, Yan Junge breathed heavily, and when he saw the person in front of the window clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank.

He stepped forward in three steps and pulled the person in front of the window into his arms. He clasped his thin waist with his big hands, and his chest heaved violently, "Yanyan, I thought you were gone..."

With one hand free, he closed the window to block out the howling north wind, and hugged him tighter, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault for not protecting you."

Thinking that he was one of the people who ridiculed and ridiculed him back then, he wished he could kill himself at that time. Yan Yan was clearly working on the case, but he was questioned and targeted.

At that time, he left the village alone in the dark (Chapter 7). How sad and disappointed he must have been.

Zhang Yiyan looked up at him from his arms, raised his hand and rubbed his big head, "This is not your fault, and I can protect myself."

Today's level is nothing to him, he is just too lazy to deal with it and a waste of time.

But it's a pity that Lu Qing was used as a gunman.

Yan Junge looked at him with sparkling peach blossom eyes, caressing his slightly cool cheek with his big hand.

They have the guts to blatantly find trouble, relying on their seniority to bully Yanyan, who is young. I thought Yanyan was really easy to bully if he didn’t talk much on weekdays, nnd

It was necessary to talk to Lu Qing and Song Qing tomorrow. He didn't want to pin unwarranted charges on Yan Yan because of what happened before.

"Words and rumors are soft weapons. I will solve them. Just be yourself."

"Okay." He really didn't like to deal with these worldly things.

Their eyes met, and neither of them spoke any more. Moon peeked through the window at the people in the room.

Yan Junge leaned down slightly, his nose twitched slightly, and the tip of his nose was filled with the faint fragrance of Zhang Yiyan. The sexy raised Adam's apple rolls due to swallowing.

The two of them were so close that they could hear each other's breathing and heartbeat. I wonder who made the move first, was it Yan Junge? Or Zhang Yiyan?

Or two together?

The kiss was hot and intense, more wanton than ever before. His big hands slid to the back of his neck and pressed him into his arms, the kiss getting deeper and deeper.

The other hand fumbled to unbutton the buttons around her neck with one hand, one, two, three, until the inner shirt was exposed.

Slightly rough hands rubbed the smooth neck, and opened the inner garment, revealing a layer of small clothes inside. The palm of his hand was rubbing through the small clothes, his movements were strong yet gentle.

He took Zhang Yiyan's hand and hugged him. The moment his neck was wrapped around his neck, Yan Junge's breathing suddenly became heavier. The kiss started from the lips and moved down to the neck, collarbone, and gradually downward.

His big hands were not idle, he pulled open his belt, got under the hem of his clothes, and started wandering around randomly.

The corners of Zhang Yiyan's eyes were bright red with a spring color, and his eyes were filled with moisture. He tilted his neck back slightly, letting Yan Junge taste his sweetness.

"Ring ring ring!!!"

There was silence all around, and the ringtone of the incoming phone call was particularly prominent. Zhang Yiyan woke up suddenly and pushed away in panic, how could he indulge in it.

He turned his back and started looking for his phone. Yan Junge hugged him from behind and helped him find the phone.

Seeing the word "Master-Uncle" appear on the screen, Zhang Yiyan's rationality suddenly returned.

He closed his eyes tightly, and when he opened them again he was clear and clear. He held down the hand on his waist and answered the phone, "Uncle."

"Baby, are you alone?"

It seemed that Uncle Master noticed something before he called. He pulled away his big hand that was making trouble and took a few steps towards the door. "Uncle Master, I..."

It was rare that he didn't know how to speak. He seemed to have lost his mind just now.

"Baby, you almost made a big mistake. If you hadn't been interrupted, the consequences would have been disastrous." Zhang Tianming was angry and annoyed. He had only been away for a few days.

He couldn't figure out who made Zhang Yiyan so impulsive that he almost lost his virginity.

"Baby, the boy's skill you practice is to suppress the ghost and yin energy in your body."

"The altar here is not ready yet. If you break the gong at this time, will your life be lost??"

It was rare for Zhang Tianming to speak so harshly. He was afraid that Zhang Yiyan was too young to be tempted. If he accepted the oath, he would not be able to bear it.

What's more, he is even more angry because who has such ability to lure people to such a point.

"Promise me you won't do this again, do you hear me?"

Zhang Yiyan turned around and looked at Yan Junge, who was not far away. He was also looking at him, his eyes warm and hot.

He turned his head and said, "Okay, I agree."

Zhang Tianming gave many more instructions, and Zhang Yiyan responded to them all, until Zhang Tianyuan on the side felt that he was too verbose, so he hung up the phone.

Lowering his eyes to remove the bitterness in his eyes, Zhang Yiyan raised his hand and pressed the switch. As the incandescent lamp lights up, the charming and ambiguous atmosphere in the room slowly dissipates.

Little by little, he started to sort out his clothes. Yan Junge stepped forward quickly. Just as he reached out his hand, he was stopped, "Yan Junge, I will do it myself."

"Yanyan, what's wrong?" The atmosphere was so good just now, and Yanyan clearly didn't refuse, so why did Zhang Tianming just make a phone call?

Grit your teeth, what on earth did this bitch say to Yan Yan! ! !

(?｀?′)/(??д??)

The more he thought about it, the more reluctant he became, so he stepped forward to pull Zhang Yiyan's clothes and began to fasten the buttons one by one.

He bent down to pick up the belt, patted it, tied it again, and straightened out the wrinkles.

The big head moved forward and pressed his forehead against his forehead, "Yanyan, if you don't want to, I won't force you. I'll give you time to adapt. Don't ignore me, okay?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Hey, I'm just telling you." He stretched out his big hand and hugged the person into his arms. Feeling his rejection, he hugged him harder, "I won't move, just hold him like this for a while, okay?"

",,,All right."