spirits in throat

Rong Zhao pursed his lips and turned his head, Zhou Ye kissed him empty, and then used his own lips to find Rong Zhao's.

Rong Zhao raised his head and said in a low voice: "It's hard for me to have your one and only friend. Don't force me to lose my only friend, okay?"

Zhou Ye's lips rested on Rong Zhao's, and his eyes fell on the bridge of his delicate nose: "You will never lose me, never, whether as a friend or as a lover."

And coaxed softly: "Hey, just give me a kiss, you will definitely like it."

Ignoring Rong Zhao's struggle, Zhou Ye couldn't control his emotions anymore, and kissed Rong Zhao fiercely with a domineering and possessive attitude.

Rong Zhao tightly closed his lips, but was forcefully pried open by the other party. They were obviously so soft lips, but the strength was astonishing, it seemed that he broke into his territory without much effort.

Zhou Ye has never kissed anyone before, and he doesn't have any kissing skills. He has no rules and relies entirely on instinct.

All he thought about was possession, wishing he could take the man under him apart and swallow him into his stomach, so that he would belong to him forever.

There was pain on his lips, and Zhou Ye quickly tasted the salty taste of blood, knowing that the person in front of him really slapped him hard, and bit him hard.

Taking advantage of Zhou Ye's pain, Rong Zhao pushed him away, turned around and walked out of the bathroom, leaving behind a grumpy back.

Rong Zhao's hair was messed up by Zhou Ye, and the other party's blood was on his lips, he wiped the corner of his own lips with the back of his hand, then turned his head and gave Zhou Ye a hard look.

Zhou Ye stood by the bathroom door, the ferocious desire in his eyes had not completely faded away, his pupils looked deep and heavy, as if they could set off a huge wave at any time and swallow people up again.

Zhou Ye walked up to Rong Zhao, raised his hand to straighten the messy hair on his forehead, looked into his eyes, and whispered, "You like it too."

"You like me to kiss you."

When the two lips met, Zhou Ye felt Rong Zhao's trembling. Even though he was bitten hard by the other party, he still felt like he was deeply loved by the other party.

Not only Zhou Ye's lips were bitten, but even his tongue was numb, and his mouth smelled like blood.

He looked down at Rong Zhao's watery eyes, his eyes slid down to his flushed lips, he put his palm on the back of his head, and said softly, "You like it too, don't you?"

Rong Zhao slapped Zhou Ye's hand away, frowned, and said in a low voice, "Don't touch me."

"I don't like this, I don't like this relationship."

Zhou Ye took half a step forward, staring closely at Rong Zhao's eyes, as if he was asking, "Why don't you dare to admit it."

Rong Zhao raised his eyes to look at Zhou Ye, and seeing his broken lips, he warned fiercely, "If you dare to say one more word about what happened just now, get out of my house immediately."

Anyway, the window paper had been torn, so Zhou Ye no longer hid it: "Even if you drive me out of the house, there is no way to drive me out of your heart."

Rong Zhao raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Ye, with a hint of coolness in his eyes: "Are you brainwashing me or yourself."

Rong Zhao turned his head, looked at the quilt that was about to fall off the bed, gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice, "I don't have that feeling for you, I don't have you in my heart."

Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao, staring closely at the other person's eyes, like a beast about to swallow him with sharp claws: "You said you didn't have feelings for me, why didn't you dare to look into my eyes and say. "

"Don't force me," Rong Zhao turned around and walked to the bed, picked up the quilt and threw it on the bed, and said with his back to Zhou Ye, "We are not from the same world at all."

Zhou Ye walked over, hugged Rong Zhao's waist from behind, hugged Rong Zhao tightly in his arms, and said in a deep voice, "So what, as long as you want, I can walk into your world."

Rong Zhao broke Zhou Ye's hand, and his voice gradually became cold: "What if my world is doomed to be destroyed?"

Zhou Ye hugged Rong Zhao again, put his chin on his shoulder, and pressed against his cheek: "Then I'll be with you."

Rong Zhao turned his head to avoid Zhou Ye's breath spraying in his ears, and said in a low voice, "Why do you have to do this?"

Zhou Ye hugged Rong Zhao tightly, as if he wanted to rub him into his body: "You are the first person I like, we are born to be together."

"No one is born to do what they want," Rong Zhao turned his head to look at Zhou Ye, a trace of powerlessness against fate flashed in his eyes, and whispered, "I don't deserve you, for someone like me, it's not worth it. "

Rong Zhao looked down at his hands, he dared not and could not tell anyone that his hands were stained with blood.

Not to mention Zhou Ye.

Zhou Ye is a policeman. Police and crime are destined to stand on opposite sides. This is an insurmountable moat.

Zhou Ye always said, how wonderful it is to fall in love, when two people are together, they love each other and miss each other.Eat all kinds of delicious food together, watch all kinds of beautiful scenery, and sleep together at night.

It's not that Rong Zhao doesn't yearn for beauty, there is no one who doesn't yearn for beauty, but not everyone has such a good life.

He was already a person abandoned by fate, and he didn't want to drag Zhou Ye to hell with him.

Zhou Ye hugged Rong Zhao from behind, rubbed his lips gently on his earlobe, and whispered softly: "Rong Rong, just follow me."

Rong Zhao tried to take Zhou Ye's hand away from his waist, while whispering: "Let's be friends, you will find a better one in the future, Wu Forensic Doctor is very good, even Luo Jin is better than me , everyone is better than me."

"No matter how good they are, they have nothing to do with me. Only you are real and I am willing to catch you." Zhou Ye took Rong Zhao down on the bed, pressed him on a messy sheet, and asked He bowed his head and kissed, "I will never let you go in my life."

Rong Zhao turned his head to avoid it: "Get up, don't press me down."

Rong Zhao struggled to sit up from the bed: "Don't you think you are too selfish, without my consent, just..."

Sitting side by side with Rong Zhao, Zhou Ye turned to look at him: "Just what, why don't you say anything?"

Rong Zhao blushed, and stammered to complete what he hadn't said: "Just kiss me, hug me and press me down."

His voice was full of grievances that he didn't even realize: "You don't respect my wishes at all, you never asked me if I wanted to."

Zhou Ye got up and stood in front of Rong Zhao, knelt on the ground on one knee, held his hand, looked into his eyes, and said word by word: "Rong Rong, are you willing?"

Rong Zhao looked down at the man kneeling in front of him, withdrew his hand, and said coldly, "What if I say I don't want to."

Zhou Ye held Rong Zhao again, bowed his head and kissed the back of his hand: "If you don't want to, you have to be willing."

"You are my person in life, and you must be my ghost in death."

"Rongrong, please believe that as long as I am here, I will never let you go through what you have experienced in the past. I will never abandon you, never will."

"It's rare for me to meet someone I like so much. You can't be so cruel to me."

"Get up first," Rong Zhao withdrew his hand, ignoring the strange feeling on the back of his hand after being kissed by Zhou Ye, glanced at him and said, "What does it look like kneeling on the ground?"

Zhou Ye kept kneeling on one knee: "If you don't promise me, I won't afford it."

"You're playing a rogue," Rong Zhao got up from the bed, "Haven't you heard that twisted melons are not sweet."

Zhou Ye quickly answered: "It doesn't matter if it's sweet or not, just quench your thirst."

As he spoke, he licked his own lips and stared at Rong Zhao closely, like a very hungry beast seeing a fresh prey, with a soft voice: "Baby, did you feel comfortable kissing just now?"

Rong Zhao grabbed the pillow on the bed and threw it on Zhou Ye's head, cursing angrily, "Don't be ashamed."

Zhou Ye stood up from the ground, picked up the pillow on the floor and threw it on the bed, looked at Rong Zhao: "I am serious about you, and I will definitely get you, no matter what means I use."

Rong Zhao got up from the bed and looked at his only friend: "I can pretend that what happened today didn't happen, and don't mention it again, or get out of my house, I'm not joking."

"What has happened, how could it be as if it didn't happen? Is Officer Rong deceiving himself?" Zhou Ye took a step forward and pointed to his lips, "Who bit me here, when you bit me Don't you feel good about yourself?"

Rong Zhao stared at Zhou Ye: "I didn't!"

Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly: "Don't stare at me, you look like you're trying to be cute when you're aggressive."

"For you, I must win," Zhou Ye turned and opened the window, standing in a ray of sunlight in the morning and said, "Let's eat breakfast first."

After speaking, he took out a pair of waterproof gloves from yesterday's shopping bag, and went to the refrigerator to take out some slices of toast, eggs, lettuce, luncheon meat, cheese and milk.

Rong Zhao sat at the dining table, listening to the sound of cooking oil bubbling in the frying pan, the sound of egg liquid solidifying in the oil pan, mixed with the sound of Jiangnan ditties humming from Zhou Ye's mouth, It was a lively and lively morning.

Rong Zhao said in a low voice, "Let's eat breakfast first."

Two sandwiches, two bowls of porridge, two glasses of milk, two people sitting at the table facing each other.

Rong Zhao resolutely did not mention the forced kiss incident half an hour ago. After eating a sandwich, he raised his eyes and asked, "You said yesterday that you were going to a place today to find clues to the identity of the charred corpse. Where did you go?"

Zhou Ye glanced at his phone, but he didn't receive any latest emails: "Wait a little longer, wait until the results of the restoration of the Jiao corpse's face come out, and see if it's someone you've seen before."

Zhou Ye turned around and made a phone call: "Hello, respected Comrade Xiao Ming, Team Leader Wang, are you in the bureau today?"

Wang Xiaoming is a standard homeboy. He doesn't want to go anywhere on weekends. He just wants to stay at home and play games: "No, don't try to trick me into going back to work overtime in the game. Don't go, I'm going to play a dungeon."

"Don't even try to tempt me with figurines. You already owe twenty figurines, and you haven't cashed in even once." Wang Xiaoming continued on the phone, "Even if Qi Ju came to pick me up in person today, I wouldn't go. .”

Zhou Ye: "Brother Rong, go and say that he will teach you the invisibility technique face-to-face."

Wang Xiaoming jumped up from the chair all of a sudden: "I'll be right there!"

After hanging up the phone, Rong Zhao glanced at Zhou Ye: "Are you happy lying to the kids?"

Zhou Ye helped Rong Zhao make a cup of nourishing stomach granules and handed it over: "Happy."

Rong Zhao finished a bowl of granules: "The trial of Liu Junfeng's case is almost over, right?"

Zhou Ye nodded, took the medicine bowl from Rong Zhao's hand, took it to the kitchen to wash, turned his head to look at Rong Zhao amidst the sound of rushing water, and said, "The ones that should be caught should be caught and the ones that should be shut down. There's an arsonist."

Zhou Ye came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes, and walked around the creaking bed in front of him: "Let Sister Zhang move this bed, the room is only this big, it's in the middle, and it's redundant. Get in the way again."

Rong Zhao made his own bed, turned around and looked at Zhou Ye: "Move away where do you sleep, the floor?"

Zhou Ye took it for granted, "Sleep together, didn't we just sleep together last night?"

Rong Zhao remembered that he was holding Zhou Ye's hand tightly in the morning, and said a little unnaturally: "That's why you forced me to come here while I was asleep."

Zhou Ye smiled: "Officer Rong, don't wrong people casually, it was you who insisted on holding my hand and not letting me go."

Rong Zhao picked up the keys and mobile phone on the table: "Don't talk nonsense without evidence. Let's go, go to the bureau."

The two of them were changing shoes by the shoe rack together, Rong Zhao walked out the door first, and when Zhou Ye came out, he took out the key to lock the door and said, "Go back to the alley and give you the key."

He was still too conniving with Zhou Ye, he should have kicked him out when he kissed him forcefully.

Zhou Ye turned to look at Rong Zhao, and couldn't help rubbing his hair: "That's great."

As a counterattack, Rong Zhao rubbed Zhou Ye with his backhand, and was pierced by the other's cut head: "Why is your head so hard?"

Zhou Ye lowered his voice: "Are you talking about the top head or the bottom one?"