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

Ling Lie's eyes were glazed over, and his heart skipped several beats.

"Yo yo yo, what a coincidence." Xuying joked, but the next second he couldn't laugh anymore, "Hey, you, I said you, don't! I don't want to sleep!"

But Ling Lie didn't give him a chance and let him return to his body and fall asleep.

Zhou Zishan!

Zhou Zishan thinks about it day and night!

Right in that room!

He landed silently in front of the balcony.

Behind the curtains, there was still light shining through, and there were sparse movements coming from inside.

Zhou Zishan took off his shirt and threw it into the dirty clothes basket.

He had sweated a lot in the boxing ring just now, and coupled with the effects of alcohol, he was now sticky and greasy.

So, he went to the en-suite bathroom to rinse briefly, wiped his semi-wet hair with a bath towel and returned to the room.

This is where he lived for four years.

Unlike the messy computer desk in the studio, his room is extremely tidy.

He turned off the headlights, leaving only the warm yellow light of the bedside lamp.

There were still drops of water on the muscles on Zhou Zishan's shoulders.

Fine water droplets fell to the ground as he wiped his hair.

Falling into Ling Lie's eyes.

The curtains were not closed.

There is also a small seam.

Ling Lie looked at Zhou Zishan with eyes full of nostalgia.

Outside the curtains, the cold night fell on his back, casting a shadow.

Inside the curtains, the lights are dim and shadowy, warm and peaceful.

Inside is the final anchor point where he can stop sailing in the human world.

Zhou Zishan casually put on a pair of white football pants, threw the bath towel into the dirty clothes basket, and turned on the bed.

A soft and comfortable atmosphere surrounded him.

This bed is still comfortable to sleep on.

Although the property Xian Xing arranged for him was good, it lacked some warmth and the feeling of home.

Half-length hair fell by his ears, and Zhou Zishan's head sank into the soft and elastic pillow.

The fatigue of the whole day disappeared at this time.

Zhou Zishan relaxed himself and fell asleep quickly.

But he didn't sleep very well.

Turning left and right, I finally found a comfortable position, lying on my side next to the bed, curled up, and my right palm hanging naturally on the edge of the bed.

Ling Lie appeared in the room.

Zhou Zishan's sleeping face is right in front of him.

Long time no see, Zhou Zishan.

He walked to the bed, bent down to turn off the light for him, and lowered his head to observe the face carefully.

My hair is long, but my eyelashes are still so beautiful. There is still a moist smell on the hair. The aroma of bluebells is mixed with the smell of Irish coffee, which makes the rich milky sweet coffee aroma and malt aroma add a little more morning in the forest. sense of relaxation.

It makes people feel like they are camping in the wild and waking up in the morning mist. The outside is filled with the aroma of coffee and whiskey that have not been cleaned up at night, and the arms are filled with the body temperature of someone who thinks about it day and night.

Sitting cross-legged against the edge of the bed, with his head lowered, he smelled a trace of the smell of blood that had not yet dissipated on his slender hands.

Ling Lie looked sideways, and saw that the fingers were still so clean, with a warm pink color on the fingertips.

Involuntarily, Ling Lie moved his face closer and pressed his cheek against the palm of his hand.

A gentle touch radiates from the point of skin contact to the entire senses.

Ling Lie couldn't help but rub this hand, leaned his head lightly on the edge of the bed, and closed his eyes.

There was a faint smell of Irish coffee in the fingertips.

When the tip of my nose came close to it, the smell seemed to be stronger, mixed with the smell of blood, which made people extremely excited.

Ling Lie couldn't sleep.

I had no choice but to lean on it like this.

It would definitely be rude to get into bed now, and Zhou Zishan would definitely be angry. He lowered his eyes and thought.

What if he accidentally wakes up at night? Would he be angry if he found himself sneaking into the room?

Ling Lie was a little worried.

It's okay, I react quickly and can escape. Thinking of this, he smiled slightly and closed his eyes again in relief.

It should be okay to sleep next to the bed like this for one night, right?

Zhou Zishan didn't know what he was dreaming about in his dream. His fingers trembled slightly, and he felt something seemed to be in his hand. He involuntarily shrank a little closer to the bed. His palm wrapped Ling Lie's cheek, and his little finger brushed the corner of his lips, leaving A slight itching.

The cold breath breathed between the fingers. He raised his head and looked at the sleeping face close at hand, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

As long as he leaned forward, he could kiss the red lips.

He gently held Zhou Zishan's palm with his hand and stared at Zhou Zishan coldly.

"Linglie..." Zhou Zishan murmured in his sleep.

Ling Lie's eyes suddenly widened, looking at those lips, full of expectation.

"Damn it."

Ling Lie: "..."

"Infuriating. Fuck."

Zhou Zishan seemed to be suffering in his sleep, his brows furrowed.

Ling Lie smiled slightly, couldn't help but stretched out his hand, and ran his fingertips through the broken hair, revealing the eyebrows he had longed for.

"sorry."

His voice was low and hoarse, and he couldn't take his eyes away from Zhou Zishan's face for a long time.

The fingers slowly and gently brushed the tip of Zhou Zishan's nose and lips in turn, and the thumb gently brushed the corners of Zhou Zishan's lips.

It's as if a flawless treasure is being polished.

"Bite you to death!"

Zhou Zishan opened his mouth and bit Ling Lie's thumb in his dream.

Ling Lie smiled brightly and couldn't help but get closer.

The warmth that uniquely belongs to Zhou Zishan came from his thumb.

His teeth lightly bit Ling Lie's thumb, not too hard, like a small fight, but very cute.

Ling Lie looked at him, his eyes full of love.

Zhou Zishan shrank back a little more, and the pressure on his lips and teeth became lighter. After struggling painfully with his eyebrows, he shook his eyelashes and shed tears.

Ling Lie's heart ached.

Why are you crying.

Ling Lie took out his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his fingers.

don't cry.

The back of her fingers gently rubbed Zhou Zishan's cheek, recalling the details of the past. Ling Lie touched the back of his neck and rubbed the muscles on the back of his neck gently and slowly.

The extremely comfortable warmth came from the glands, and Zhou Zishan slept much more peacefully.

He was worried, turned over and knelt down by the bed, lay his hands on the bed, leaned his head on his arms, and looked at Zhou Zishan's face quietly.

Following Ling Lie's movements, Zhou Zishan felt the warmth dissipate from his palms, and involuntarily raised his hands to find the source of heat.

After touching the top of Ling Lie's head, the waving hand stopped and rested quietly on Ling Lie's head.

In the palm of my hand, the broken hair tickled my skin extremely.

At this time, Zhou Zishan opened his eyes slightly in a confused and hazy dream.

Unprepared, he met Ling Lie's eyes.

Under the night, Zhou Zishan's eyes were blurred, and his blue pupils looked extremely peaceful and quiet in the middle of the night.

"Ling Lie..."

In the dream, Ling Lie appeared beside the bed, with a gentle smile that was as reassuring as ever.

"Huh?" Ling Lie made a faint nasal sound.

It was as if I had returned to my childhood, and the person in front of me had changed back to how I was when I was a teenager.

"I can't sleep." Zhou Zishan looked at that face and complained softly.

Ling Lie propped himself up on the corner of the bed with his elbows. His tall figure blocked the last ray of moonlight. He asked softly, "What should I do?"

Zhou Zishan looked at the familiar face, smelled the familiar scent, and instinctively stretched out his hands to the person in his dream, "Hug me."

Seeing the longing on Zhou Zishan's face, Ling Lie's expression moved slightly. He put his hands to his side, leaned down, and got into the area surrounded by Zhou Zishan's arms, and his broken hair fell down.

"Okay." Ling Lie responded in a deep voice.

Zhou Zishan's head was dizzy, his hands were limp and without much strength, but he took Ling Lie into his arms and hugged his neck. The thick warmth was reassuring.

The aura coming from the man became stronger and stronger.

"I miss you so much..." Zhou Zishan hugged him tightly, closed his eyes, and confidently confessed his love to the person in his dream.

Ling Lie buried the tip of her nose in the crook of his neck, sniffing the intoxicating scent crazily, and responded gently with trembling lips.

"Me too."