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

"boom--"

After the loud noise, there was a silence.

Qin Sheng turned his head mechanically, looked at the lighted stairs behind him, almost turned around and moved his feet at the same time, and hurried downstairs but was startled.

Yan Yiming sat on the sofa with his back to Qin Sheng, bright red liquid was flowing on the floor.Walking slowly over to see Qin Sheng, he cried for some reason, the tears flowed from his eyes unstoppably, blurring his vision.

Yan Yiming was shot in the leg, and the cloth around the thigh was stained darker with blood. The liquid soaked the black trousers and dripped on the floor, showing a bright red color.

"Yan..." Qin Shenghong turned around and ran to the locker to find the medicine box, knelt down at Yan Yiming's feet in a panic to open the medicine box, took out a bandage and wrapped it around the wound.

Cong Jun tightened the gun in his hand, walked around the coffee table, picked up Yan Yiming and walked out of the house: "Give me the car keys."

Qin Sheng froze for a moment, realized that Cong Jun was talking to him, wiped away his tears, and ran upstairs to get the car keys.

In the car, Qin Sheng kept holding Yan Yiming's wound, watching Yan Yiming's hands stained with blood and tears could not stop falling.

Yan Yiming's lips turned pale, and through Qin Sheng, he seemed to see the shadow of another person from before, and reached out to touch Qin Sheng's head: "Why cry, I can't die."

Cong Jun held the steering wheel and glanced at Yan Yiming from the rearview mirror. Although he wanted to say too much, Cong Jun chose to remain silent as soon as his mouth came to his mouth.

The hospital said hello in advance, and the police will not be held accountable.The operation was not big or small, and the place where the hit did not hurt the bones, but the blood loss was too much and anesthesia was administered so that Yan Yiming was now sleeping soundly.

Qin Sheng sat on the edge of the bed, put his hand on Yan Yiming's, and looked a little sluggish.

Standing behind Qin Sheng, Cong Jun suddenly said, "What do you like about him?"

Hearing Cong Jun's voice, Qin Sheng shrank his hand on Yan Yiming's: "I don't know..."

"Come out with me."

In the corridor of the emergency exit of the hospital, Cong Jun lit a cigarette, while Qin Sheng stood aside and stared blankly at the ray of light coming through the crack of the door on the ground.

Cong Jun glanced at it and let out a puff of smoke: "Qin Sheng, 21 years old, a student of acting university. How much do you know about Yan Yiming?"

Qin Sheng raised his head and looked at Cong Jun. Cong Jun put out the cigarette and turned to face Qin Sheng: "Yan Yiming is now under police surveillance because of a case. You stay by Yan Yiming's side and get involved in this case is nothing more than breaking your own future." way."

"No... no, I..."

"You are an eyesore." Cong Jun directly interrupted Qin Sheng's words, his eyes were cold.

The four words made Qin Sheng raise his head in astonishment, and what he saw was Cong Jun's back coming out of the corridor.

There was a "bang" sound from the corridor door, as if Qin Sheng was isolated in another quiet world.

Cong Jun received a call from Lin Lize early in the morning.

"Team Cong, where are you? It's my shift."

"I'll be in charge of Yan Yiming these days, you can find something to do yourself." Cong Jun hung up the phone after speaking, and turned around to see Yan Yiming looking at him.

"When did you wake up?"

"just."

"I'll buy whatever I want to eat."

Yan Yiming smiled: "Has Team Cong changed from surveillance to care?"

Cong Jun glanced at Yan Yiming's bandaged leg, and his tone softened a bit: "I accidentally injured you, what do you want to eat?"

Just as he was about to speak, Cong Jun added: "It's lighter."

"You can figure it out yourself." Yan Yiming smiled and closed his eyes again.

During the hospitalization, Cong Jun was taking care of him. Qin Sheng came here a few times, mostly at night. He wanted to ask for leave to accompany Yan Yiming, but because of Cong Jun, he never showed up. He always stood outside the ward door for a while. and left.

When Cong Jun placed him on the bed in his room, Yan Yiming glanced at the subtle changes in the room, and smiled slightly: "Team Cong, I have a question to ask you."

Cong Jun threw away all Qin Sheng's things in the room, and he knew that Yan Yiming could see it, so he nodded his head and said, "You ask."

"I don't know if there is a bed warmer in Cong Tui's care?"

Cong Jun's face darkened, and he heard Yan Yiming continue to say: "If not, please help me find that man that day, after all..."

"Shut up." Cong Jun covered Yan Yiming's mouth, and gave him a vicious look: "I don't want to hear it at all."

With eyes full of smiles, Yan Yiming pulled down Cong Jun's hand and put it to his lips for a kiss, hooked Cong Jun's head and put his lips to his lips: "So Team Cong is going to warm my bed?"

Before Cong Jun could speak, Yan Yiming kissed that mouth, squeezed his tongue into Cong Jun's mouth, stirred and sucked, his hand slowly slid down to Cong Jun's waist, and as soon as he stretched it along the edge of his trousers, he was bitten by Cong Jun. .

The fishy smell in his mouth made Yan Yiming let go of Mr. Cong, wiped the liquid from his mouth with his thumb, and smiled when he saw the red liquid.

"Don't cry at night."

Jun Cong glanced at it, then turned around and pretended not to hear.Just as he was about to go out with his hand on the doorknob, Cong Jun was stunned by Yan Yiming's words behind him.

"and also."

"Mr. Cong, when did you start smoking?"