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

Ling Lie recalled the memory that was still fresh in his mind. He remembered every heart-beating moment of his life.

Once Zhou Zishan ran up to Ling Lie holding a potted plant that had just bloomed: "Look! It's blooming!"

Ling Lie had just entered the house when he saw a little tabby cat with a face covered in mud, smiling innocently.

"What kind of flower is this?" Ling Lie stretched out his finger and poked at the branches of the flower.

It was a cluster of salmon-colored flowers, with the outer layer being lighter in color and the middle part being darker in color. The flowers were blooming wildly, full of vitality, and there were water drops left on them after Zhou Zishan had watered them.

"Geranium."

Zhou Zishan smiled and lowered his head, looking at the flowers with great tenderness.

Ling Lie was stunned and leaned forward involuntarily. His eyes moved upward from his lips, and finally landed on Zhou Zishan's forehead.

As long as he is closer...

Holding the geranium in his arms, Zhou Zishan raised his head and accidentally met Ling Lie's eyes. He quickly looked away, turned around and took the geranium away. As he walked, he said: "The flower language of the geranium seems to be... the happiness of encountering by chance..."

Ling Lie never thought at that time that the meaning of this sentence might be an extremely obscure confession.

He almost couldn't control his heartbeat and possessiveness, pretending that everything was normal, ran to the bathroom to wash his face, and tried to calm down with cold water.

Now that I think about it...

He missed every moment when Zhou Zishan confessed his love to him.

Everything became an afterthought.

I thought Zhou Zishan never loved him.

I thought Zhou Zishan pushed him away because he didn't like it...

I guess...

Only when I was completely disappointed with him...

The more Ling Lie cried, the sadder he became.

Every moment he thought he would not regret turned into endless regret.

Zhou Zishan's body was covered with a thin layer of sweat. When he heard Ling Lie's cry, he realized that the moisture in his right shoulder was not just his own sweat, but also mixed with Ling Lie's tears.

The magatama conveyed the surging sadness, mixed with all kinds of ecstasy, complex and mixed together, making it impossible to distinguish.

Zhou Zishan suddenly felt confused, and then he immediately figured it out.

After a while, Ling Lie said in a deep voice, "I promise you."

He suddenly felt very stupid for even thinking of letting go.

Zhou Zishan's tears hadn't dried yet. He put his hand on Ling Lie's head and gently rubbed his hair: "Ling Lie... you know, the most frustrating thing in my life is that I can bring the world to my knees." Even the best-hidden drug dealers can be caught, and the rats in the dirt can also be found, but..."

"I still can't find you."

The tip of Zhou Zishan's nose sniffed the tips of Ling Lie's hair, "No matter how I look for you, I can't find you. How could a person disappear without a trace, as if he was dead? But if you died, why didn't even the person filling the grave find you? They can't find you. Obviously, as long as they can get a person's DNA, they can find where that person's body is..."

"But how come I can't even catch your shadow." Zhou Zishan said softly, his words full of regret.

"Ling Lie, you must have suffered a lot on the planet Hun Nao, otherwise why would you be like this?"

Ling Lie tightly restrained Zhou Zishan, trying to rub him into his body, and laughed through tears, "Zhou Zishan, are you stupid? You are almost dying of discomfort, why do you still spare the energy to comfort me?"

"It's not hard." Zhou Zishan swept away the gloom, with a wild smile on his face, "Still feeling good."

Ling Lie opened his mouth and bit him, "You mean what you say. It obviously hurts like hell."

Zhou Zishan's face turned red and he forgot that he couldn't lie anymore.

He buried his lips in Zhou Zishan's shoulder and raised his eyes gently, "Zhou Zishan, I have raised a pot of geraniums, but I don't know how to grow them and keep them to death. Do you want... to come back and help me grow flowers?" Ling Lie asked cautiously, fearing that Zhou Zishan would be angry.

Zhou Zishan remembered the day he saw the geraniums on the balcony that had not yet bloomed. Now that he thought about it, that pot of geraniums looked very much like the ones he had just bought. He might have just raised the previous one to death.

Zhou Zishan laughed: "Silly dog."

Ling Lie opened his mouth aggrievedly: "Wow."

"It depends on the situation." Zhou Zishan snickered.

Ling Lie looked at Zhou Zishan longingly, his face no longer had the soft and cute look in the past, and his character was much more determined...

"Want to kiss me?" Zhou Zishan played with Ling Ling's fingers lazily, "Why don't you dare? Aren't you always very strong in bed?"

With a wild smile, Zhou Zishan leaned into Ling Lie's ear and teased, "Why, the puppy becomes so good after getting out of bed?"

Ling Lie stood up with Zhou Zishan in his arms and pressed him on the sofa, "Brother Zishan doesn't like good ones? He likes wild ones? No wonder he always goes out to find other wild men."

Zhou Zishan turned to look at the man behind him. He was silent for a while and then suddenly smiled happily, "So you are as insecure as me."

"Of course!" Ling Lie lowered his head and bit his lip, "You really don't know how popular you would be if you went out with this face?"

Zhou Zishan changed the subject with a sob, "Why aren't you feeling better yet?"

His eyes looked downward.

Ling Lie smirked: "Don't you know, your stupid dog has always been stupid."

Zhou Zishan rolled his eyes at him, "It's so good..."

Ling Lieru held a large stuffed toy, held Zhou Zishan in his arms, lay on his side on the sofa, and said lazily, "It'll be a while. Does it still hurt?"

"Yeah." Zhou Zishan thought of the blood ball that Ling Lie had just removed and turned to bite him, "Where did you learn that thing?"

Ling Lie whispered, "Self-taught."

Zhou Zishan was speechless, his upper lip raised and then lowered, "Tsk...my mind is full of garbage."

"hemmmm?" Ling Lie made rising syllables from his mouth in surprise, smiling mischievously, "You just now clearly..."

He leaned close to Zhou Zishan's ear and whispered the extremely explicit words into his ear.

Zhou Zishan turned away, his face flushed with embarrassment.

At this time, Zhou Zishan noticed that something strange was flowing in his blood, and his mind became groggy. His eyelids were tired and he could hardly open them. "...It's so cold, so sleepy."

"Go to sleep." Ling Lie softly exuded pleasure in his ear, "Have a good sleep, wife, and when you wake up..."

"You will always be mine."

In his drowsiness, Zhou Zishan's mind was filled with the low and gentle voice of Ling Lie, and he fell into a particularly deep sleep.

"Brother Zishan, my, my..."

"It turns out that from the beginning..."

"...It's mine."

*

Ruan Qingsheng took Lin Xiao back to the apartment.

Ruan Qingsheng took off the expensive black dress he was wearing, threw it on the bed like discarding garbage, and then took out a set of sportswear from the cabinet and put it on.

After packing his luggage, Ruan Qingsheng left the apartment without looking back.

"Have you really thought about it?" Lin Xiao leaned against the heavy motorcycle and looked at the small mini box that Ruan Qingsheng was dragging in his hand.

"Well, let's go!" Ruan Qingsheng stepped forward, stretched out his hand and patted Lin Xiao's shoulder, "Tie him to the back for me."

Lin Xiao lifted up the suitcase, took out the prepared leather strap, fastened the small suitcase, raised his legs to the seat, put on the leather gloves, turned on the accelerator, turned to Ruan Qingsheng and raised his lips: "Princess, please."

Ruan Qingsheng smiled and put his hand on Lin Xiao's shoulder, jumped up and sat down immediately, "Let's go, motorcycle driver!"

"Hiss you..." When Lin Xiao heard this address, he really disliked it, and his eyebrows jumped with anger. Before Ruan Qingsheng could react, he slipped the accelerator and started racing forward.

"Aha—!"

The sound of a woman laughing wildly could be heard in the wind.