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Back in the library, the princess had disappeared.

Jiang Chijing greeted the prison guard who was helping the guard, and sat back in the work area with the gossip gaze of the good deeds.

Following Zheng Mingyi still sat in the first row closest to Jiang Chijing, where there were still comic books he hadn't finished reading.

In the past, Jiang Chijing only hoped that the noon time would pass sooner. After the prisoners had left, the afternoon was his free time.

But today Jiang Chijing was extremely resistant to the arrival of two o'clock, because after two o'clock, he and Zheng Mingyi would be left alone in the library.

He had just escaped from the suffocating entertainment room and didn't want to be alone with Zheng Mingyi. But it was useless to escape reality. After the other prisoners in the library had left, Zheng Mingyi came to him again.

"Officer Jiang, won't you be uncomfortable like this?" Zheng Mingyi asked.

The working area is too small, and when Jiang Chijing and Zheng Mingyi are relaxed, their knees will come into contact with each other from time to time. Since Zheng Mingyi refused to close his thighs, then...

Jiang Chijing's two legs were tightly closed together, his knees facing the window, and his sitting posture was almost as ladylike and ladylike.

"No." Jiang Chijing did the Sudoku question in his hand, "Look at your stocks."

Zheng Mingyi operated the mouse for a while, looked at Jiang Chijing boredly and asked, "Do you want to help?"

"what?"

"You haven't moved for a long time."

Jiang Chijing did not spread the newspaper on the table, but held it in his hand, deliberately avoiding Zheng Mingyi's gaze, lest this person tell him the answer in advance.

Every time he put out a blank, he would mark it with a pencil, but after he put out the simplest blanks, he hasn't moved for a long time.

It's not that he couldn't push the rest of the content, but he didn't have the mind to do the problem at all.

Holding the newspaper in his hand is just a disguise for him, so that he can avoid too much communication with Zheng Mingyi. He planned to spend half an hour like this, but he didn't expect Zheng Mingyi to catch him again in a trance.

"No need." Jiang Chijing said.

"Oh."

Zheng Mingyi turned his head lazily and continued to look at the candlestick chart on the screen, but after a while, he looked at Jiang Chijing and said, "Officer Jiang."

"What's wrong?" Jiang Chijing put down the newspaper, frowning and looking at Zheng Mingyi.

Zheng Mingyi did not answer, but turned around and slowly leaned towards Jiang Chijing.

Jiang Chijing still frowned, but the impatience on his face gradually turned into a high degree of vigilance. As Zheng Mingyi got closer and closer, his vigilance also brought a trace of panic.

Until he stepped back to the window, Jiang Chijing couldn't back up any more. He supported Zheng Mingyi's chest with his hands and asked, "What are you doing?"

The distance between the two was very close, and Zheng Mingyi's lips were no more than a punch from the tip of Jiang Chijing's nose. Jiang Chijing couldn't help thinking, if Zheng Mingyi said he had eyelashes on his face, he would pluck out Zheng Mingyi's eyelashes.

However, Zheng Mingyi did not touch Jiang Chijing’s face this time. Instead, he stretched out his left hand and supported it on the window frame beside Jiang Chijing’s ear, then stretched out his right hand, pulled the curtains on the side, and said, “The sun is so big. ."

When he said this, Zheng Mingyi raised his chin and looked at the slide rail above the curtain.

The smooth jaw line was right in front of Jiang Chijing's eyes. He half-dangled his eyes and stared at Zheng Mingyi's Adam's apple in a daze. There was an inexplicable urge to bite in his mind.

The windows in the library face north, so there will be no direct sunlight in the afternoon, but the position by the window is indeed much hotter than the aisle.

Zheng Mingyi retracted his right hand, put it on Jiang Chijing's ear, looked at him and asked, "Officer Jiang, are you hot too?"

Jiang Chijing lowered his eyes and did not answer, and then heard Zheng Mingyi say: "Your ears are red."

All right.

Jiang Chijing closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

He could not parry Zheng Mingyi's intentional or unintentional teasing, because long before Zheng Mingyi was put in prison, his sight could not be removed from this person.

Zheng Mingyi is just topless, wearing an apron, and cooking a steak, which can excite every nerve in his brain, not to mention that he is so close now, his apple and collarbone are within his reach. place.

"Zheng Mingyi." Jiang Chijing endured the dumbness of his voice, and said softly, "You stay away from me."

He has restrained himself to the limit, and even his trembling eyelashes are straining. He was afraid that Zheng Mingyi would get closer to him, and he could not help but throw Zheng Mingyi down and let Zheng Mingyi completely discover that he was a pervert.

After a long while, Zheng Mingyi responded with a "OK" and returned to his previous position.

The tightly closed trachea finally found the feeling of breathing. Jiang Chijing sighed in secret, picked up the newspaper again, this time keeping a distance from Zheng Mingyi even more deliberately.

He hasn't spoken, his lips tightened into a straight line, and a thick irritability gathers between his eyebrows. No one can see that he is in a bad mood now.

Of course Zheng Mingyi's reason for his poor mood, but he is even more annoying, why he always can't control his divergent thinking, and yellow waste is automatically generated in his mind.

"Officer Jiang." Zheng Mingyi said suddenly, "Am I making you uncomfortable?"

Hearing this, Jiang Chijing shook his mind for a moment. He didn't expect that after Zheng Mingyi horribly teased him, he would notice his unhappiness and reflect on himself in time.

"Yes." Jiang Chijing said.

"Sorry." Zheng Mingyi said sincerely, "I couldn't hold back."

Jiang Chijing: "..."

Zheng Mingyi stood up and said, "Then I will leave today."

Jiang Chijing is most afraid of someone who apologizes to you frankly, because then you will not be able to "convict" him.

He was silent for a while and looked at Zheng Mingyi's back and said, "You don't come tomorrow, too. I will go and talk to the warden."

Zheng Mingyi paused and left the library without looking back.

In fact, Jiang Chijing told Zheng Mingyi not to come here again, not because he was angry, he just judged objectively and could not let Zheng Mingyi step into his forbidden zone, because this would only become more and more dangerous.

He guessed that the warden would not immediately agree, and he might see a few back and forth, but he didn't expect that he didn't know what kind of excuse Zheng Mingyi found, and he really didn't come to the library the next day.

Originally, the job of a librarian was very leisurely. Jiang Chijing was used to seeing Zheng Mingyi twice a day. Now it is even more uncomfortable.

He took the cigarette and went to the opposite infirmary. Luo Hai was watering the flowers and plants on the balcony, and the person sitting behind the computer was the stinky boy Yu Guang.

"What's wrong with you today?" Jiang Chijing asked when he came to the balcony and lit his cigarette, leaning on the railing with his back, looking in the direction of Yu Guang.

"Today's stomachache." Yu Guang smiled and cracked his hand again.

Hearing the sound of the keyboard, Jiang Chijing suddenly felt something was wrong. He walked to Yu Guang and took a look. As expected, an abnormal program was running on the computer screen.

"You don't care?" Jiang Chijing asked, standing straight, looking at Luo Hai on the balcony.

"I can't hold him back." Luo Hai sighed helplessly. "He promised that he would not disclose it to others after finding it, and there would be no follow-up action."

Jiang Chijing had a headache: "Believe what he says?"

"I swear." Yu Guang held up three fingers, "If Go God is all right, I will definitely not trouble him."

Jiang Chijing walked back to the balcony again, lowered his voice and said to Luo Hai: "No matter how he put it, he is also a prisoner, how can you be so unprincipled?"

"I know it's not very good." Luo Hai said, looking at the factory area behind the balcony, "You may not understand, but sometimes people just can't control themselves."

Jiang Chijing often can't control his brain. Of course he knows this feeling, so he also knows that what he says is useless. But when Luo Hai did this, he gave him a point. He said: "If this is the case, then don't take care of my business anymore."

Luo Hai should be aware of his own deficiencies and did not compare Zheng Mingyi with Yu Guang. But he suddenly reacted to something, looked at the time, and asked, "Don't you need to read the news for Zheng Mingyi today?"

"No." Jiang Chijing said.

Luo Hai seemed to want to continue to ask, but Yu Guang suddenly stretched his head behind the computer and interjected: "By the way, Officer Jiang, is Zheng Mingyi really bad?"

"What can't it?" Jiang Chijing looked inexplicable.

"They are all telling Zheng Mingyi can't do it, so they can only do the following."

"..."

Jiang Chijing had thought that the princess would pass on the excuse that Zheng Mingyi had compiled, but he didn't expect that this would add fuel to it, and it would directly become Zheng Mingyi's inability to live.

"Zheng Mingyi is zero?" Luo Hai's eyes widened in surprise as soon as he heard the news.

"He is not." Jiang Chijing frowned.

"Really?" Yu Guang blinked, "So is it that Officer Jiang is the one below?"

"What does this have to do with me?" Blue veins appeared on Jiang Chijing's forehead.

"They all said that you have slept." Yu Guang said, "They also said that Officer Jiang was actually very fierce, not a weak little zero."

Who the **** can't help being weak...

Jiang Chijing's swear words came to his lips, only Yu Guang said endlessly: "A lot of people thought that Officer Jiang was very turbulent, and now I'm completely disinterested and afraid of hurting my ass."

Hearing this, Jiang Chijing suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, he seemed to have missed something.

He kept searching in his mind, twisting the scattered thin threads into a thick rope, and then holding the rope and pulling it, a clear conclusion leaped before his eyes——

The excuse Zheng Mingyi made up was not just to perfuse the princess.

He knew that the princess would spread his words, and he also knew that the prison was full of rumors about him and Jiang Chijing, so he deliberately said that he was the one below. Not only could he discourage the princess, but also make others mistakenly think that Jiang Chi The scene is 1, no more rumors that he is a bus.

Looking back at Zheng Mingyi’s actions after entering the entertainment room, he pretended to ask the princess to give him a mouth. In fact, he was trying to divert the princess’s attention and find a space to pass a message to Jiang Chijing, because he could not be in front of the princess. Talking to the pinhole camera will only expose the matter.

After passing the message, he stopped the princess again. At this time, he had achieved his goal and kept Jiang Chijing's little secret.

As for why he called Jiang Chijing over, there may be reasons Jiang Chijing analyzed before, but there must be other reasons. For example, he wants to deepen the relationship between the two and make the rumor that Jiang Chijing is 1. More credibility.

On the surface, Zheng Mingyi did this to solve the problem of the princess.

But in fact, while solving the princess, he also helped Jiang Chijing solve the problem of rumors.

When he finally came to this conclusion, Jiang Chijing's entire back was numb.

Zheng Mingyi's thoughts were terrifying, but Jiang Chijing's first reaction was not to stay away from him, but to see Zheng Mingyi immediately and ask him whether the above speculations were correct.

Before, Jiang Chijing had a feeling that he didn't hide everything he wanted to hide. He felt like Zheng Mingyi had left him with only his underpants.

Now this feeling has changed, and he has a faint hunch that he might be picked up by Zheng Mingyi so that he doesn't even have any pants left.