Restricted Area

Jiang Chijing didn't want to talk to Zheng Mingyi unless Zheng Mingyi took off his pants immediately.

But there is a paradox here. If Jiang Chijing does not speak, then Zheng Mingyi will not take off his pants, and if Zheng Mingyi does not take off his pants, Jiang Chijing does not want to speak.

"why do you ignore me?"

The other prisoners left the library on time, and Zheng Mingyi had already sat in the work area. However, Jiang Chijing kept looking at the newspaper in his hand and didn't mean to take care of Zheng Mingyi at all.

"What did the princess say to you?" Zheng Mingyi obviously saw the princess talking to Jiang Chijing through the window.

Jiang Chijing still didn't say a word, and took a sip of water with a faint expression, taking Zheng Mingyi's words into ears.

"Okay, I'll ask the princess." Zheng Mingyi stood up quickly, and was about to leave the work area as a gesture.

Jiang Chijing quickly put down the newspaper, grabbed his wrist, and said solemnly, "Sit down."

If Zheng Mingyi really ran to ask the princess, it goes without saying that the prisoners in the prison the next day would know that Jiang Chijing was angry because other people saw Zheng Mingyi's bird.

Maybe there will be prisoners in groups to see Zheng Mingyi's birds.

——I can't bear it.

"Are you angry with me?" Zheng Mingyi sat down again, holding Jiang Chijing's hand, scratching his palm with his fingertips, "Why didn't you tell me the reason?"

Because it's a bit hard to tell.

Jiang Chijing put down the cup in his hand and asked casually: "Who do you usually bathe with?"

Asking this question, Jiang Chijing just wanted to confirm who had seen Zheng Mingyi's stuff, and then to see if there were people like Sao 0 in it, and usually pay more attention.

As a result, as soon as his voice fell, Zheng Mingyi tilted his head and looked at him and said, "You don't like others watching me?"

Men too smart is also a problem.

"No." Jiang Chijing said, "Just ask."

Zheng Mingyi didn't answer any more, staring at Jiang Chijing for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "Do you want to see it?"

Speaking of this, it is obvious that Zheng Mingyi has guessed the conversation between the princess and Jiang Chijing.

"Don't look at it." Jiang Chijing frowned, "show to whom you like."

"Did the princess describe it in detail?" Zheng Mingyi took Jiang Chijing's hand and wiped the roots of his legs intentionally or unintentionally, "He is so far away, he shouldn't be able to see clearly."

"I haven't seen it clearly yet?" Jiang Chijing thought of the princess's feasting look, and finally got angry again. "Do you know how terrible he is in front of me?"

Zheng Mingyi couldn't stop laughing. After a long while, he stopped laughing and said, "Except him, many people have seen it."

"You are quite proud." Jiang Chijing looked at Zheng Mingyi coldly, "Why didn't you find that you were an exhibitionist before?"

"Did you not notice?" Zheng Mingyi raised his eyebrows, "I often don't wear clothes at home."

"Then I didn't see you walking the bird..."

Speaking later, Jiang Chijing consciously stopped and looked at Zheng Mingyi warily. Because he was angry, he didn't think much, so he followed Zheng Mingyi's words. But he didn't react until the words were spoken. His words clearly revealed a fact-he had seen Zheng Mingyi at home without clothes.

Seeing, does not mean peeping, exposing, but not completely exposing.

In any case, Jiang Chijing will definitely guard the last pair of underpants on his body.

Fortunately, Zheng Mingyi didn't notice Jiang Chijing's abnormality. He rubbed Jiang Chijing's palm with his thumb and asked lazily: "Then you want to watch me walk?"

Jiang Chijing's mind was still being exposed. He didn't hear Zheng Mingyi's words at all, and subconsciously asked, "What?"

"If you want to watch it," Zheng Mingyi put Jiang Chijing's hand on his own thing, turned his head, and whispered in Jiang Chijing's ear, "I can show it to you anytime."

The palm is pressed against the majestic ups and downs, and the thin cloth can't insulate the heat of the soldering iron.

Although Jiang Chijing had sat on this thing before, the bottom touch on his hips was not as intuitive as the touch on his hands.

The princess did not tell lies, this size is indeed...lucky.

The big hand covering the back of the hand pressed down, the palm rubbed the cloth, and the sleeping lion showed signs of waking up.

Jiang Chijing returned to his senses abruptly, withdrew his hand from Zheng Mingyi's hand, and said in shock, "How many times will I say, there is surveillance here!"

Zheng Mingyi turned sideways in Jiang Chijing's direction, put his left elbow on the table, lazily propped his side face, looked at Jiang Chijing and said, "I'm blocking it."

The surveillance was indeed blocked by Zheng Mingyi. From Jiang Chijing’s perspective, Zheng Mingyi’s upper body is extremely elegant, like a noble man who is bored enjoying the equestrian competition, but his lower body is wide open. Legs, like strippers who are extremely seductive.

Jiang Chijing couldn't stand this kind of contrast.

His heart is so itchy, and the fingertips of his index finger are beating slightly. If his sanity is not maintained at a normal level, I am afraid that his hands have already taken off Zheng Mingyi's pants.

"Officer Jiang." Zheng Mingyi seemed to see through the evil thoughts in Jiang Chijing's heart, and sent out the invitation like a demon, "Are you hungry?"

Jiang Chijing is not an innocent little white rabbit, so he naturally understood the meaning of Zheng Mingyi's words.

He moved his Adam's apple, suppressing the crazy hungry ghost in his heart, and faintly spit out two words: "Not hungry."

"Really?" Zheng Mingyi cocked his head, and the hand holding his face changed to holding his chin, "Fuck you."

Seeing Zheng Mingyi's banter, Jiang Chijing suddenly understood the nature of this demon. He knew that Jiang Chijing didn't dare to do lewd things in broad daylight, but he just wanted to tease Jiang Chijing and appreciate his crazy wandering on the edge of reason.

"Zheng Mingyi," Jiang Chijing grabbed Zheng Mingyi by the collar and suddenly pulled him in front of him. "You don't seduce me for a day, will you feel uncomfortable?"

Zheng Mingyi smiled and said frankly: "You found it."

After speaking, he leaned forward, wanting to kiss Jiang Chijing, who was close at hand. And Jiang Chijing directly raised his hand to cover his lips, turned his face to look at the direction of the computer screen, and said: "Speaking of discovery, Yu Guang may find that I am not Go."

Speaking of outsiders, the ambiguous atmosphere suddenly disappeared without a trace. Zheng Mingyi picked up one side of his eyebrows, as if he was a little dissatisfied, but Jiang Chijing was indifferent and continued leisurely: "Have you never thought of showing him his identity?"

"He has already found out." Zheng Mingyi sat up straightened languidly, "I came to me during lunch, and I told him a bunch of reasoning."

"He wasn't so excited that he ran around the cafeteria?" Jiang Chijing asked.

"I was so excited that I broke a spoon." Zheng Mingyi said.

The tableware used by the prisoners was made of plastic, and it didn't take much effort to break it.

At this time, there was a deep "idol" from far outside the corridor, and then I saw the light slipping to the door of the library like a skateboard, holding a bottle of Coke in his hand, and asking with glowing eyes: "Idol, Do you want to drink coke?"

Perhaps the feeling that Jiang Chijing gave to Yu Guang before was really wrong, so his expression of worship was still restrained, but now the **** Go in his impression has appeared in his true form, and his worship is like a torrential river. live.

Luo Haigen and Yuguang walked into the library behind him, and asked with a headache: "What the **** are you doing?"

Seeing this, Luo Hai should have known that Yu Guang had something to do with Zheng Mingyi, and he no longer restricted him from coming to the library, and Yu Guang completely released himself and ran over excitedly.

At this time, there is no need to hide from Luo Hai anymore. Jiang Chijing pointed at Zheng Mingyi next to him with his chin, and said: "In short, he is the **** of Go in Yu Guang's mouth."

Zheng Mingyi raised his right hand and wiggled his fingers, saying hello to Luo Hai as a go.

"So, a great stock speculator, because of stock speculation, was framed and sent to prison?"

Luo Hai is still trying to keep up with the rhythm, but Yu Guang can't wait to offer Coke, and said to Zheng Mingyi: "Idol, I have checked what you told me at noon. Hengxiang is indeed planning to short the old clock!"

"I checked it with my computer." Luo Hai said with a black face on the side.

"Old clock?" Jiang Chijing raised his wrist and motioned to the old-fashioned watch in his hand, wondering, "Is it this old clock?"

"Yes." Zheng Mingyi explained slowly, "Recently introduced policies are good for the electronic technology industry, and old watches are planning to transform in this direction, so the stock price has been rising these days. But their R&D capabilities are not good, wait. After this wave of enthusiasm has passed, the stock price will likely fall."

"That is to say, the stock price of this company is now inflated." Yu Guang said, "Hengxiang is eyeing them and intends to short his stock."

Jiang Chijing still didn't quite understand, and asked: "What is the principle of this short selling? Why can Hengxiang make money when the stock price drops?"

"Officer Jiang, you are so stupid, you don't even know how to be short."

As soon as Yu Guang's voice fell, Zheng Mingyi patted the back of his head and said coldly, "Only I can say that he is stupid."

Jiang Chijing: "..."

"Woo, Doctor Luo." Yu Guang grievedly clutched his head, turned and plunged into Luo Hai's arms.

"It doesn't hurt." Luo Hai rubbed the back of Yu Guang's head and looked at Zheng Mingyi dissatisfiedly, "Don't beat people."

Zheng Mingyi withdrew his gaze indifferently, and said to Jiang Chijing: "Let me make an analogy. For example, I borrowed a Ferrari from you and agreed to return it to you one year later. After I borrowed it, I sold it at a market price of 1 million. I lost this Ferrari, and during this year, the value of this Ferrari depreciated to 900,000. The next year I bought it back at the market price of 900,000 and returned it to you. Then I made a net profit of 100,000 this year."

Jiang Chijing understood the principle. Ferrari refers to stocks. He then asked, "Where did this Ferrari come from?"

"There are special brokerage companies who pay a deposit or handling fee, and agree on a return date, and then you can borrow stocks from the brokerage company." Zheng Mingyi said.

"That is to say," Jiang Chijing thought, "Hengxiang first borrowed a large amount of stocks of old watches, agreed on a date to return them, and then sold the stocks in hand at a high price, and when the stock fell, he would buy it at a low price. Come back and return it and make the difference?"

Having said this, Jiang Chijing suddenly thought of a question, and said: "What if the stock price rises?"

"Of course it will be a blood loss." Yu Guangdao, "The difference between going long and shorting is that if longs lose money, at most the stock price will fall to the bottom, and if shorts lose money, it can be infinite, because the stock price will not rise. Capped."

Jiang Chijing gradually understood Zheng Mingyi's intentions, and he was beyond shock: "Are you going to bring down Hengxiang?"

"Yeah." Zheng Mingyi's eyes flashed fiercely, "If you want to play, play the big one."

Yu Guang was called to clean the meeting room again, but he couldn't stay in the library for long. As soon as he left, Luo Hai also left, leaving only Jiang Chijing and Zheng Mingyi in the huge library.

"Ask you something." Jiang Chijing touched Zheng Mingyi with his knee. "You don't have a date for your release from prison, right?"

"No." Zheng Mingyi said, "It depends on Guan Wei's progress."

That is not bad.

Jiang Chijing can't say what it feels like. Of course he hopes that Zheng Mingyi will be released as soon as possible, but if Zheng Mingyi has already counted this step, he is estimated to be completely autistic.

"I want to ask you something too." Zheng Mingyi tilted his head and looked at Jiang Chijing lazily. "When I go out, will you show me your uniform?"

Jiang Chijing only wears a uniform when he is at work. If he wears a uniform outside the prison to show Zheng Mingyi, it is the same as when Zheng Mingyi wears a suit in private to show him, there will only be one situation-in bed.

"Wear." Jiang Chijing had worked in the court, knowing that the retrial of the case would not be so fast, recalling that Zheng Mingyi always amused him so much that he couldn't help himself, he also had a cute heart in his heart, and said openly, "Baton , Take home the handcuffs, and use them as you like."

Zheng Mingyi still kept his head tilted, but his eyes flashed with a hungry wolf-like green light.

"Will you eat me?" he asked again, "eat something with relish."

"Yes." Jiang Chijing put his hands on his chest, and said as if it didn't matter to him, "Aren't you going to feed me? As much as you want."

Zheng Mingyi looked directly at Jiang Chijing, the masseter muscles on both sides of his cheeks were obviously raised, showing that he was clenching his posterior molars and was desperately enduring it.

After a while, he loosened the tight jaw line and looked at Jiang Chijing meaningfully and said, "A word is settled, Officer Jiang."

Seeing Zheng Mingyi's eyes, Jiang Chijing suddenly felt his back numb, and there was an unknown premonition in his heart.

This person said that he hadn't counted the time, he was not a lie, right?