life is like this

After I threw James down on the sofa like a hungry tiger, I ruthlessly tore open his belt and pulled down his pants.

James stammered and asked, "Chen...what are you going to do?"

I parted his straight and slender thigh, and saw the red mole on the inner side of the thigh.

Well, my boyfriend James has the exact same mole.

I don't believe there is such a coincidence in the world.

I was silent for a few seconds, grabbed the softest piece of flesh on the inside of his thigh, and made a 360-degree rotation fiercely.

James let out a scream of "Oh".

I started beating him fiercely, kicking and hitting every part of his body that I could touch. James looked at me in panic and kept screaming in pain.

"If you don't tell me why you disappeared back then, we will never end," I and I rode on his body, strangled his neck with a ferocious face, and roared viciously.

James was breathing hard, his face was flushed, he stretched out his fingers to point at the neck that was being strangled by me, and said with difficulty: "My dear, oh, let me go first, we can talk slowly."

I thought about it again and again, and angrily put down the hand that was pinching his neck.

I stared at him fiercely, he clutched his neck, his green eyes looked at me in panic, and his body shrank back.

After a while, he looked at me affectionately again, and said happily: "I knew you would recognize me, but I didn't expect it to be so fast."

I growled with a livid face: "If you say one more nonsense, I will dismantle you immediately!".

He looked at me wronged, seeing that I was still unmoved, he had to cough twice in embarrassment.

After a long while, as if he had made some major decision, he rubbed his throat and slowly told me about an incident a few years ago.

James is a detective, and he runs a detective agency, although he never works much.

On a sunny Saturday afternoon five years ago, James received an email.

The content of the email was very strange. It was a Chinese man named Lu Jun who entrusted James to check his own life history.

James rarely encountered such strange clients. After all, few people paid a lot of money to investigate themselves.

So James became interested, and he continued to read the email with great interest.

The Chinese man, who called himself Lu Jun, lost his memory in a car accident and knew nothing about his past.

The email did not give much information, only a photo was attached.

Speaking of this, James paused for a moment. He took a sip of water from his teacup and said in an amazed tone, "Did you know? Chen, I have rarely seen such a beautiful middle-aged man. He is almost as beautiful as you."

I heard the word "beautiful" turn black, and asked with a straight face: "And then?".

"Then I started to investigate, but the more I searched, the more strange it became. The traces of this man seemed to have been removed from the world. My investigation was very difficult, but I still found some clues, and then I investigated Something amazing happened."

He took another sip of tea, with a very regretful expression on his face: "That man had a very tragic past, and the involvement in it was intricate and involved some very powerful dark forces."

"Dark forces?", I asked.

"Yes, it involves many aspects, such as drugs, arms, mafia and killer companies, this is just a part of what I found."

"Then have you found out about that Chinese man?"

James nodded, with an expression on his face as if he had swallowed a few steel nails. With sympathy on his face, he said quietly: "I found it, a history of robbery and plunder, and a disgraceful past, and then I found those things, hesitated During the days when I was hesitating whether to hand over these materials to that client, I was suddenly assassinated."

I straightened my body immediately, and asked dryly, "Then...then they know you."

James looked at me tenderly, he stretched out his arms and hugged me tightly, I rested my head on his shoulders, and heard him continue to say in my ear: "Yes, they found me, at that time I am very glad that you were in China during that time, and you were not involved, but I am clearly aware that this matter is not over, and it may even put you in danger."

I put my arms around him and shrunk my head back into his arms, and James sensed this and stroked my hair reassuringly.

He continued: "That's when I realized the seriousness of the situation and had to fake my death in a manhunt, and then I had to do a facelift, get a friend to do a little plastic surgery, and then do it again. A new identity".

"Thank God I'm still as handsome as ever".

"Then how did you end up in Casio Prison?", I asked.

"In those years, I always paid attention to your news. When I heard that you were going to work as a prison guard in Casio, I was so anxious that I began to think of a way, lest I go a little later and hurt you."

"Honey, actually I have been by your side for those two years", his hand moved from my head to my back, slowly slipped in from the hem of my clothes, and gently stroked my cheeks Spine, and the other slowly unbuttons my pajamas.

I struggled belatedly, but was immediately held tightly in his arms.

He breathed hot air in my ear, his low voice was irresistibly seductive, and he said, "I'm going to eat you right away, honey, are you ready?"