Wild temptation! After a full-level hacker boss is selected into the special agent team

At night, Zhou Zishan slept very uneasily.

The power in the body was extremely chaotic today, and it was completely unable to adjust the chaotic and rushing pheromones in the body to its usual calmest state.

He turned over and opened his eyes, "Ling Lie?"

Ling Lie hugged him and slept soundly.

"Hiss...Ling Lie, you..."

Zhou Zishan was really angry to death. This man was obviously the culprit. He was so excited that he almost exploded, but he could still sleep so peacefully.

Staring at Ling Lie's sleeping face, Zhou Zishan could no longer remember how he and Ling Lie spent those nights peacefully.

How could he resist kissing Ling Lie secretly?

Completely different from his usual eccentric and changeable appearance, Ling Lie's sleeping face looked unusually serious.

It's as if he was born like this, with a serious and indifferent face, extremely alienated from others, making people afraid to approach him.

Completely...

Kaolin Flower.

Now the flower seemed to have fallen into the mire, and it was so dirty that Zhou Zishan couldn't help but feel distressed.

What exactly have you been through.

You shouldn't be like this.

Zhou Zishan stretched out his hand and slowly touched that exquisite face. Starting from the arch of his eyebrows, his fingertips carefully traced every inch of skin on the face.

The fingers finally stopped on Ling Lie's lips and then fell to the cheek. Zhou Zishan closed his eyes and quietly kissed the top, "Ling Lie, you are really..."

"What should I do with you?"

"You can't drive him away even if you drive him away, you can't drive him away even if you scold him..."

Zhou Zishan put his hands on Ling Lie's shoulders, smelled the faint smell of pheromones on Ling Lie's hair, shrank into his arms, and finally forced himself to close his eyes.

After a while, the white-haired man smiled and tightened his arms around Zhou Zishan.

Up to now, he had endured seven years in order to get the first kiss from Zhou Zishan.

I've endured it...

Almost becoming a eunuch.

Tell me, how can you compensate me? Zhou Zishan?

The number counted so far, in terms of initiative, is only two kisses, which is not enough, far from enough.

not enough.

Ling Lie's hand on Zhou Zi's mountainside became tighter and tighter.

"Well, Ling Lie...?"

Zhou Zishan had not slept peacefully, but this time he opened his eyes again, full of confusion.

"Go to sleep, we have to go back to deal with tasks tomorrow." Ling Lie whispered in Zhou Zishan's ear.

"it is good……"

Within the breath of burning bamboo and ambergris that made people feel extremely safe, tiredness came to his mind, and he unconsciously followed the source of the strong breath.

Ling Lie smiled and turned over, hugging Zhou Zishan and lying down. His long and strong fingers slowly pressed on Zhou Zishan's glands, massaging them gently, "Have a good sleep. When you wake up, you can go to the theater."

"Hmm..." Zhou Zishan seemed to still have some consciousness, his cheek found an extremely comfortable position on Ling Lie's chest, his head rubbed against it, and his hands were still hanging on Ling Lie's neck.

His legs were kneeling next to Ling Lie and pressed against Ling Lie's thighs involuntarily.

Like a cat stretching.

This completely unintentional action caused a dark look in Ling Lie's eyes: Yeah, my wife, Maomao, seems to be really hungry...

Soon.

After shaking extremely restlessly in Ling Lie's hand for a while, Zhou Zishan was finally able to fall asleep peacefully.

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"Brother Zishan, wake up."

Beside the bed, Ling Lie sat in the early morning sunshine, his eyes full of love.

But when Zhou Zishan turned around and opened his eyes, those eyes turned away.

"What's wrong? Ling Lie, why did you get up so early today?"

Zhou Zishan sat up on the bed, "Is today Sunday? There's no need to go to morning self-study."

Ling Lie said, "My parents are here today."

"what?"

Zhou Zishan woke up with a start, jumped up quickly, and quickly opened the closet to look for clothes. When he turned around, Ling Lie seemed to be looking elsewhere in a daze: "Why are uncle and aunt suddenly coming today?"

"On a whim, often."

When Zhou Zishan turned around, Ling Lie fixed his eyes on Zhou Zishan's neck.

"Then...then I...um..."

In the cold accident, Zhou Zishan turned around in embarrassment: "I don't know what to wear."

Ling Lie was stunned, his eyes moved towards the clothes hanger unnaturally, "Just do what you always do."

"Oh, okay." Zhou Zishan quickly took off his pajamas, folded them, and found a clean black short-sleeved piece to put on.

His piercing eyes fell on the slender waist, which was perhaps only as wide as one palm of his hand, and could not move away for a long time. It was not until the clothes covered the fair skin that he put his eyes on Zhou Zishan's neck again.

"What do your parents like to eat?" Zhou Zishan noticed that Ling Lie was in a daze, climbed onto the bed from the edge of the bed on that side, sat in front of Ling Lie, facing the sun, and asked him with a smile, "Do you want me to prepare it in advance?"

Ling Lie watched the movement of the red lips and didn't know what he was thinking. It wasn't until Zhou Zishan stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes that he realized what Zhou Zishan had just said: "What?"

Zhou Zishan was used to Ling Lie being distracted and absent-minded, so he asked patiently, "Do you want me to prepare the food your parents like to eat?"

"Need not."

"Then when will they arrive?"

"night."

"..." Zhou Zishan was confused, "Your parents come at night, and you wake me up at 6 a.m.?"

"Well, today is Sunday."

Faced with Ling Lie's seemingly illogical brain circuit, Zhou Zishan was helpless, but since he was already up, he had no choice but to continue asking: "You, then... do you have breakfast?"

"eat."

Zhou Zishan always felt that Ling Lie had become more and more sluggish recently, and would be in a daze and distracted no matter what he did.

Therefore, Zhou Zishan was worried about Ling Lie's mental state.

Maybe his parents put too much pressure on him?

After all, the former genius turned into the last in the grade, I'm afraid he felt uncomfortable.

Zhou Zishan smiled, put his palm on Ling Lie's forehead, and slowly rubbed his hair, "What do you want to eat?"

Ling Lie subconsciously replied: "Eat you."

Zhou Zishan paused: "Huh?"

Ling Lie laughed and changed his words: "I'm just kidding, I want to eat the tomato and egg noodles you cooked."

"Then I'll go."

Zhou Zishan let go of his hand and was about to turn around, but his wrist was pulled in front of him again by Ling Lie.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Zishan was used to Ling Lie's situation of being careful from time to time.

Ling Lie thought for a long time and said to Zhou Zishan: "Today is my birthday."

Um?Birthday?

Zhou Zishan learned about Ling Lie's birthday for the first time.

Today is June 6st, Children's Day.

"Is your birthday on Children's Day?" Zhou Zishan smiled and sat in front of Ling Lie again and asked, "Kid, what gift do you want?"

Ling Lie smiled and let go of Zhou Zishan's wrist and said, "Any gift is fine?"

Zhou Zishan nodded, "It's okay. Remember to make a wish."

Ling Lie lowered his head and thought carefully for a while without saying anything.

Zhou Zishan was about to ask Ling Lie what he wanted, but saw Ling Lie raise his eyes with a smile, "Let's go out to eat."

"Didn't you just say you wanted to eat tomato and egg noodles?"

"I changed my mind. I want to eat something else."

"Were you making a wish when you were in a daze just now? What wish did you make?"

"If I don't tell you, it won't work if I tell you."

"Ok."

Zhou Zishan didn’t know that Ling Lie’s wish was actually:

If someone hurts you, I will definitely let him die without a burial place.

So, on the night when the two reunited after a long separation, Ling Lie gave himself a knife.