I'm all set, you don't even want to fuck me

People from the police station stood outside the door, and they were all stunned when they saw Mr. Cong coming out of it.

Cong Jun took a breath: "The criminal is at No. 6, Apartment 314, Muye District, Xiangyuan Street. Team Liu, you can take someone there."

After speaking, he walked out of the police station and went to the locker room to wash himself clean.

The water poured down from his head, Mr. Cong faced the wall, his eyes were cloudy, he wiped the water and felt the liquid behind him slowly flowing out, and it was cold and sticky against the inner thigh.

The graduation season is in hot summer, but Cong Jun did not expect to see Yan Yiming at his graduation party, and he has been stalking Yan Yiming who always talks about liking him.

Man loves a man?

Mr. Cong didn't care, he was just jealous, so he poured wine one after another.

Seeing that Yan Yiming was still in a white shirt and black slacks, his chest was wide open, his hair was messed up and he looked like a slut, squeezed among the girls in the same class, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Compared with his indifference, Yan Yiming's ruffian type is very popular among girls.

The girl had a crush on Yan Yiming for a long time, she sat next to Yan Yiming with her hands on her lap and bumped into him: "Oh, why did you come to our graduation party?"

Yan Yiming glanced at Cong Jun: "Because the person I like is about to graduate."

It's hard to see after we don't meet again.

"Do you like people in our class?" The girl blushed. When it came to the relationship, she and Yan Yiming were the closest, and she turned her face to the side with an expectant smile: "Who is it?"

Yan Yiming looked at the girl and smiled without speaking.

Cong Jun thought it was the alcohol's fault. When he saw Yan Yiming talking and laughing with a girl, he felt it was an eyesore. He got up and staggered over, just in time to hear the girl confessing her love.

"I like you very much, or you..."

Inserting one hand between the two, Cong Jun put his arms around Yan Yiming's neck, condescending with sharp eyes: "He is mine."

After speaking, he seemed unsteady and hugged Yan Yiming tightly, as if he was afraid of being snatched away by others, and repeated in Yan Yiming's ear: "Yan Yiming, you are mine."

What did Yan Yiming say at that time?

Cong Jun was too drunk, I only remember that Yan Yiming looked at him and smiled, his dark eyes were full of his reflection.

Then, Yan Yiming carried Cong Jun, who was drunk, to the lounge next door, and fucked him.

When Cong Jun looked for Yan Yiming afterwards, he saw them smoking a cigarette in a hidden place in the corner of the school with their backs to him.

Zheng Ze sighed twice: "Yiming, do you really intend to be with Mr. Cong?"

Cong Jun held his breath, and heard Yan Yiming sneer and exhale smoke: "How is it possible, you really expect me to spend my whole life with a man?"

"I'll just say it." Zheng Ze had an expression that I understood.

"I heard that there is something behind the man, how does Mr. Cong feel?"

With a cigarette in his mouth, Yan Yiming glanced at the person who spoke, lowered his head, threw the cigarette on the ground and stamped it out: "It's not bad, it's not bad at all compared to women."

Cong Jun went up and punched Yan Yiming in the face, and then kicked Yan Yiming as if he was not discouraged. That day Yan Yiming didn't fight back and let Cong Jun beat him up.

The people next to him were dumbfounded, and they were about to go up to pull Mr. Cong away when Yan Yiming stopped him.

On the other hand, Cong Jun just got out of the police station and the woman turned over her statement, saying that all the incidents had nothing to do with Yan Yiming, and that she was the one who tried to seduce Yan Yiming because she failed to seduce him.

Zheng Ze asked Yan Yiming out to go clubbing, but Yan Yiming was stunned there with his eyes dazed and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He frowned impatiently: "Alas, Yan Ershao, you are not interesting like this, what are you thinking about when you come out to play?"

"Concern."

"Yo yo, you still have something on your mind, let's see if I can help you?"

"I just pissed Mr. Cong off."

Zheng Ze took a sip of wine and pointed at Yan Yiming with his glass: "Who are you talking about?"

Yan Yiming frowned, and Zheng Ze put down his wine glass and wiped his mouth: "Second Young Master Yan, didn't you just talk about playing around, why are you still entangled with Mr. Cong?"

The hand holding the cigarette to his mouth paused, Yan Yiming frowned: "When did I say that?"

"Did you forget? Mr. Cong beat you up afterwards."

It is true that he was beaten up by Mr. Cong, but he forgot what he said.He only remembered that Cong Jun didn't say anything at that time, but looked at him exactly the same as in the interrogation room.

Indifference, like a stranger you don't know.