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When Yan Junge came in, he saw Zhang Yiyan standing there, surrounded by a circle of people. In his eyes, these people were evil wolves with green eyes, and they were trying to attract Yanyan's attention by being attentive.

My wife is still the most charming. Wherever she goes, she is the center of attention!

哎，不是，他们小学生吧！献殷勤送零食！！?6?1?5?4?1?3?6?1?5?5

再一看，很好，言言和每个人都保持距离了，嘻嘻?1?2(?0?6?5?2?5?3?5?2?0?6)?3?8

Now Zhang Yiyan is a pitiful, weak, and cute little white rabbit, a little sheep, surrounded by these burly, strong, and big men. (Zhang Yiyan, a little white rabbit?? A little white rabbit that killed three jackals with one punch!)

He took two steps forward and said, "Hey, what are you talking about? You look so happy!"

"Captain Yan!"

"Brother Yan!"

He stretched out his long arm, put his big hand on Zhang Yiyan's shoulder, pulled the whole person into his arms, and distanced himself from the others. Then he changed direction naturally, gently rubbed the soft hair, and pressed the person's head against his chest, only then was he satisfied.

In less than five seconds, he separated Zhang Yiyan from the others and held her in his arms. He lowered his head and whispered softly, "Yanyan, you must be getting impatient!"

Zhang Yiyan held a snack in his left hand and a hawthorn candy in his right hand, smiling and looking up at him. His eyebrows softened and he shook his head, "No, look!"

Seeing Zhang Yiyan holding a bunch of snacks in his arms, colorful and varied, and an unwrapped hawthorn candy in his hand, he smiled, "Delicious?"

He put it in his mouth, took a bite, and nodded, "Sweet!"

She reached out and pulled the hawthorn candy out of his mouth and stuffed it into her own mouth. She ate it in a few bites and said, "It's quite sweet." Then she began to check what was in his arms. "There are so many snacks. Let me see what they are!"

He did it naturally, and no one else thought about it that way. However, Huang Yong saw him like this and said with a smile, "Brother Yan, the brothers have taken out all the stock to enrich Brother Zhang's taste buds."

"Yanyan, take two of the ones you like and give the rest to them!" Yan Junge didn't want to bring a bunch of snacks back, otherwise Zhang Tianming would beat him.

I can imagine him beating himself angrily: I don’t eat my meals, but I eat snacks! (?6?0.?6?0)

After picking and choosing, Zhang Yiyan picked up a chocolate biscuit stick and a jelly. He nodded and said, "You guys eat it. These two are enough for me!"

Le Sheng on the side immediately rushed over and took the remaining snacks with a smile, "Brother Zhang, I'll keep them for you. Eat them anytime you want!"

"You want to keep it all for yourself, don't you?"

"No, I'm that kind of person!"

"You are!"

"...Trust, comrades!"

"To you, no!"

"Hahaha!!!"

After chatting for a few sentences, they all laughed and finally waved their hands, watching Yan Junge and Zhang Yiyan leave.

Unaware of the situation, Xiong Ruijun took a small cake and put it into his mouth. He took a big bite and almost choked. He pounded his chest and swallowed hard, mumbling, "Captain Yan and Zhang Ke have a good relationship!"

Zhao Heng nodded, found his favorite food and tore it open, "It's pretty good!"

Other officers who didn't know the situation also chimed in, "Captain Yan was very serious and unsmiling the past few days, so I was a little nervous! He's been smiling these past two days, and I'm a little uncomfortable with it."

"I'm glad that the murderer has been caught!"

"You don't think Zhang Kete is amazing at all. Paper cranes are flying out of his sleeves, swish, swish, swish, like a magic trick!"

"Yes, I saw that too!"

"You said I would accept him as my master, would he accept me?"

"Wake up, Brother Yan will be the first one to disagree!"

"Why didn't Captain Yan agree?"

Le Sheng rolled his eyes and wanted to continue talking, but Chen Hao stuffed a cookie into his mouth to block his mouth. Although his mouth was blocked, his gossiping heart could not be stopped. These guys are really slow to react! Just now, Brother Yan hugged Brother Zhang in front of him and even grabbed the candy. Didn’t they see it? ? ?

Zhao Han, who had been silent until the end, raised his hand to take the bread thrown by Zhao Heng, but did not eat it. He looked at the two people who left together and fell into deep thought.

He clearly saw Yan Junge's hand slide from Zhang Yiyan's shoulder to his waist, and the latter looked up at him with a smile!

The intimate atmosphere between the two doesn't seem like that of ordinary colleagues!

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As soon as I walked to the parking lot, I saw Yao Yuan leaning against the car door, with four or five cigarette butts piled up at his feet. Seeing the two approaching, he exhaled a breath of foul air, smiled and walked forward, "Are you ready to go home?"

Seeing that his smile was forced, Yan Junge patted his shoulder and said, "Old Yao, don't be sad. Go back and have a rest, and recuperate!"

"No need to feel sad, just have a cigarette to relieve fatigue!" Yao Yuan looked at Zhang Yiyan, who nodded as a greeting, "You two go back, I'm going in. If I leave now, Lao Ma will definitely rip me off."

He reached out and snatched the biscuit stick from Yan Junge's hand, unwrapped it, stuffed one into his mouth, and bit it with a crunching sound. "It tastes good, thank you!"

He waved his hand casually and walked towards the office building.

The remaining two looked at each other, and Yan Junge opened the car door, "Yanyan, let's go. Old Yao is generous and can handle this matter!"

"Ok!"

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In the antique room, Zhang Yiyan lay on the soft bed. His body moved slightly, and the quilt slid down, revealing his smooth and delicate shoulders, with ambiguous red marks all the way down.

Eyes closed, silky black hair spread out on the pillow. Breathing steady and slow, dreaming sweetly!

"Ring, ding-ding-ding-ding-ding'?0?8'"

An annoying cell phone ring rang out. Zhang Yiyan opened his eyes, shook his arms across his waist, and said in a hoarse voice, "Yan Junge, your phone is ringing!"

"Hmm~Yanyan~" He almost subconsciously hugged the person in his arms tightly. He probably didn't hear clearly what he said and fell asleep again.

The phone continued to ring. Zhang Yiyan turned around and pushed his thick shoulders again, "Get up and answer the phone!"

“宝宝，你帮我接，我困?1?5(?2?9?0?70`?2?9)?1?6”

Zhang Yiyan sighed, leaned over, almost lying on him, and reached for the phone on the bedside. His smooth chest touched Yan Junge's nose, and he blushed.

He looked down at the phone screen and frowned at the three big words, "Shake?"

I tapped my finger and the call was connected. The person on the other end said in a loud voice, "Fuck you, it took you so long to answer the phone. Are you hiding in the land of pleasure and living a life of luxury?"

"Hey! I'm telling you, don't be late today..."

Zhang Yiyan was sure that the one shaking was Yao Yuan, and said awkwardly, "Captain Yao, I'll tell Yan Junge to get up. Please tell him again."

"Ah!! Oh! Okay, okay!" Yao Yuan was obviously stunned for a few seconds, and finally reacted, his voice became lower.

He rubbed Yan Junge's face again, "Yan Junge, wake up, Captain Yao is looking for you!"

Just because of Yao Yuan's loud voice, Yan Junge woke up even without turning on the speaker, just wanting Yan Yan to call him a few more times. He raised the corners of his lips, and finally opened his eyes. He saw the beautiful scenery, so why would he answer the phone? He tilted his head, opened his mouth, and held it. His big hands also became dishonest.

Zhang Yiyan shuddered as if he had received an electric shock, and pushed him away with a red face, "Don't mess around, answer the phone quickly, Captain Yao wants to talk to you."

"Mmm~ Let him wait, baby~"

Yao Yuan held the phone away and scratched his ears. He heard ambiguous gasps, Yan Junge's various dirty words, and Zhang Yiyan's obviously shy voice.

Shy! Yes!

If it was before, he would never have believed that this was Zhang Yiyan's voice.

But ever since he saw Zhang Yiyan with a blushing face being held in Yan Junge's arms, he was sure it was true.