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

On the way back to the police station, Wang Qi grabbed Cong Jun.

"Oh, you have an unusual relationship with the second young master of the Yan family." At first, I thought Yan Yiming was looking for trouble against Cong Jun, but today it doesn't look like that.

"Nothing out of the ordinary."

After entering the police station, Mr. Cong informed Team Liu of the details of the two parties, and Team Liu looked at Mr. Cong a few more times and lowered his voice: "Just ask a few questions and let him go, I will send someone to watch. "

Cong Jun responded, turned his head and saw Wang Qi looking at him strangely, pursing his lips and smiling with disdain.

As soon as I got home and entered the door, I saw Yan Yiming sitting on the sofa frowning slightly, looking ahead with empty eyes as if thinking about something, and only then saw Cong Jun had the slightest reaction.

There were three or four cigarette butts in the ashtray on the table. The cigarette butts shone brightly, a puff of smoke rose and then disappeared in mid-air.Looking at Cong Jun's staring eyes, Yan Yiming put away his legs on the coffee table and walked in front of Cong Jun: "Li Shen smoked it, he just left."

Then he kissed Mr. Cong on the lips: "I don't even have the smell of cigarettes in my mouth."

Cong Jun lowered his eyes, and there was a shadow under his eyelids: "What can I do with you?"

"The bar manager is dead." Yan Yiming didn't want to hide it, anyway, the police will know in a few days: "You don't participate in the recent anti-drug operation, it's too involved."

Why didn't he know that Team Liu made a move?As if seeing through Cong Jun's thoughts, Yan Yiming unbuttoned his shirt: "It's not Team Liu, it's someone higher up, so I should plan to start cleaning from this area first."

Cong Jun frowned, it is not so easy to thoroughly clean an area, unless there is an internal response in the opponent's lineup.Li Shen just came here, Cong Jun became vigilant: "Which side are you cleaning?"

Yan Yiming watched Cong Jun stretch out his hands, and Cong Jun walked over to help Yan Yiming take off his clothes. There was a scar about ten centimeters on his right arm, which was hideous and ugly.

He lowered his head and untied Yan Yiming's belt, and Yan Yiming grabbed Cong Jun's hand: "Don't worry, the Yan family and your police can't move, the people from the western district are the ones who are cleaning up."

The western district is the weakest one. The area has been suppressed and acquired by the other three companies. Now that the police intervene in this way, it is tantamount to taking a piece of fat from the mouths of the three families.

"Since there is an internal response, there should be no problem."

Following Yan Yiming into the bathroom, Cong Jun took the shower and turned on the water, lifted Yan Yiming's right hand and washed Yan Yiming's whole body.

"Rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry, let alone people." Yan Yiming put his right hand on the wall, looked at Cong Jun's hand holding the bath ball, and raised his head to look at him with a hint of doubt in his eyes: "You mean ..."

"At that time, the scene will be out of control, and there will definitely be casualties."

Cong Jun's eyes dimmed, and he didn't say anything to help Yan Yiming clean it up before rinsing it with water.

Cong Jun was wearing a T-shirt that was more than half wet during the cleaning process for Yan Yiming. The clothes were close to Cong Jun's skin and the outline was faintly exposed. The collar was loose. Dark skin.

Yan Yiming wrapped his left hand around Cong Jun's waist, his eyes darkened, and with a smile on his mouth, he lowered his head and bit Cong Jun's lips, and the delicate kiss fell on his neck, biting and gnawing.

Feeling the hard object on his body, Cong Jun gritted his teeth and pushed the person away a little: "Don't move around, wipe it clean first, don't get water on the wound."

Letting go of Mr. Cong, Yan Yiming gently stroked Mr. Cong's lips with his thumb, and said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Cong, the doctor didn't tell me to abstain from sexual intercourse, right?"

Cong Jun was taken aback, these days he has been emphasizing Yan Yiming's prohibition of smoking, alcohol and spicy food, he is very strict in controlling people, and Yan Yiming has always cooperated.

"You don't let me drink wine, and don't let me smoke." Yan Yiming put his arms on the wall and hugged the person in his arms, lowered his head and touched Cong Jun's lips: "I can always touch people."

Cong Jun turned his head sideways, reached out and pulled the towel off the towel bar and wrapped it around Yan Yiming's body, watching Yan Yiming frown and shut him out of the bathroom door.

As soon as he opened the bedroom door after taking a shower, Yan Yiming pulled him in and pressed him on the bed.Yan Yiming raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Cong, are you sure you don't want to do it with me?"

He moved and was afraid of touching Yan Yiming's wound, Cong Jun bent his knees and stared at Yan Yiming's thing: "I'm on top?"

Turning over, Yan Yiming let Cong Jun press on him, watching Cong Jun's rolling Adam's apple, the smile in his eyes deepened: "Well, you move."