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Stop.

This sentence is simply too foul, but the two words "in private" and "suit", let Jiang Chi Jingnao make up a big job scene.

Jiang Chijing couldn't help feeling a little strange. When did he become like this? It's not that I haven't met a handsome person before, but never coming will make him dream about it.

It seems that it is still inseparable from voyeurism.

No matter how distant people meet, people will feel distanced, but the daily and night peeping objects will not be so restrained. Instead, they can let people use their imagination to their fullest.

"You like to wear it or not." Jiang Chijing retracted his gaze unnaturally, "I don't look at it either."

Zheng Mingyi smiled softly and asked, "You really don't want to see it?"

Jiang Chijing said firmly: "Don't look."

Zheng Mingyi asked again: "What about wearing an apron?"

"Apron?" Jiang Chijing's heart moved, always feeling that Zheng Mingyi seemed to have a point. He asked quietly, "Why, do you often wear an apron at home?"

"It's not that often." Zheng Mingyi said, "Usually work late, and only have time to cook on weekends." After a pause, he asked again, "Have you seen me wearing an apron?"

Of course Jiang Chijing has seen Zheng Mingyi wearing an apron topless, at least ranked among his voyeuristic favorites TOP3. He still remembers how much perseverance he had spent at the time to endure the urge to sneak a photo.

"I haven't seen it." Jiang Chijing said lightly, "Not interested."

You come and I chat between the two, as if the work area is an isolated world, no matter how old Jiu and his little brother behave outside, it will not affect the mood of the two.

But Lao Jiu obviously wouldn't make Jiang Chijing so comfortable. He brought a group of people over, if he couldn't find his face, it would be no different from face-sweeping.

After a while, there were uncomfortable noises in the library, the "creaking" of chairs that could not bear the weight, and the "cooking" of the collision between the back of the chair and the table.

Jiang Chijing looked at it, and saw that some of the people on the opposite side were shaking their legs, and some were dangling about with their chairs, and none of them had the proper posture. He took a breath and was about to yell, but the people stopped immediately, as if they knew what Jiang Chijing was going to say.

However, when Jiang Chijing regained his gaze, there was another disturbing noise on the other side.

Obviously, these people deliberately made Jiang Chijing uncomfortable. No matter how good Jiang Chijing's mentality is, it is difficult for him to pretend that he hasn't seen anything when someone is so arrogant in his territory.

He stared at Lao Jiu blankly for a while, and decided to let the patrol team come first. But just as he picked up the walkie-talkie, a reckless person suddenly ran into the door of the library.

"Idol, it's not good, I heard—"

The second half of Yu Guang's sentence was held back because he saw the person sitting in the library. He walked to the edge of the work area against the wall, lowered his voice and said to Jiang Chijing, "I heard that Lao Jiu is going to bring brothers over to fix you."

This news is really timely.

"There is nothing to do with you here." Jiang Chijing said, "Get out quickly."

"That won't work, I'm going to help you." Yu Guang looked around as he said, then walked towards the seating area.

Jiang Chijing was surprised when he saw this. Could it be that Yu Guang was going to help him?

As a result, Yu Guang said politely to the person blocking the road: "Thank you, please."

The man glanced at Yu Guang up and down. He didn't know what the weak chicken was going to do. He took back the leg that was blocking the passage.

Yu Guang went to the back row and took a chair, then awkwardly walked through the "enemy zone" and placed the chair next to the work area.

As Jiang Chijing was sitting inside, Zheng Mingyi and Yu Guang got closer. Yu Guang crossed Zheng Mingyi without squinting, and looked at Jiang Chijing with a serious face: "Idol, I will always support you."

"Hey." Zheng Mingyi raised his hand and shook it, cutting off Yu Guang's ardent sight, "Where to go back and forth, this doesn't require you to mix it up."

"Why?" Yu Guang looked at Zheng Mingyi uncomfortably, "Do you know what is the relationship between me and Officer Jiang? You just seized the opportunity. The position you are sitting in now may still be Whose is it."

"Why," Zheng Mingyi asked with a funny expression, "you still want to grab my place?"

"Of course, I want to guard my police officer Jiang."

"Yours, Officer Jiang?"

"Could it be yours?"

Jiang Chijing looked out the window with a headache, and forcibly resisted the urge to rub his eyebrows in his heart.

What are these two people doing?

Zheng Mingyi is also leisurely enough, knowing that Yu Guang worships his own vest, not his Jiang Chijing, and this can also compete with Yu Guang.

And Yu Guang couldn't distinguish the occasion. Jiang Chijing hadn't figured out how to solve the old nine. Now that there are so many people sitting there watching the theater, it is not the time to break this issue.

"Officer Jiang." Yu Guang's voice pulled Jiang Chijing's line of sight, "Tell me, who is more important to me?"

Yu Guang's eyes were filled with certainty, as if he was saying that he had known his idol for so many years, and he couldn't be better than an outsider.

But Jiang Chijing really wanted to say, young man, you have admitted the wrong person.

and……

Brother really doesn't like eating tender grass.