After installing A, it was marked by the enemy

After seven sunrises and sunsets, the two were wiped out by the ashes burned by their desires.

Two days ago, both of them still had a little sense. Si Jin would prepare three meals a day, and after feeding An Zhimi, he would hastily pack up his things and drag him back to continue his unfinished conquest.

At this time, An Zhimi was still relatively shy, like a fish waving and spitting on the dry river bed, soft, jerky, and beautiful. Si Jin took the initiative and enjoyed the beautiful scenery that only he could see.

In the next few days, after An Zhimi survived the initial discomfort, he found the fun, and gradually tried to compete with Si Jin for the leading position.

Si Jin didn't know that An Zhimi was not a traditional Omega, even though he had a beautiful and harmless shell, he was still a strong interstellar man psychologically.

......

It was another round of invisible competition, Si Jin was afraid of hurting An Zhimi, so she lazily leaned on the sofa in the living room, watching the child who insisted on gaining the upper hand with red eye circles, and saw his eyelashes when she looked up, So long, stained with sweat, shining brightly by the incandescent lamp in the living room.

The thin waist was swaying vigorously in front of his eyes, and his cheeks were dyed a peach-like pink, which was more beautiful than any scenery he had ever seen.

Since An Zhimi took the initiative to let go and asked Si Jin to mark him forever, just this one sentence erased the restlessness in his heart, and the sudden gloom, like spring water after the warm spring, nourished the dark heart.

"How about it?"

An Zhimi clung tightly to Si Jin's shoulders, curled up his toes that were stimulated, and shook while showing a slightly smug expression.

Si Jin still lowered her eyes, looking at the movement below: "Yes."

An Zhimi shook his foot and poked his hard chest: "Aren't I good?"

Si Jin looked at the child's proud appearance, concealing his indistinct flattery, and knew that if he didn't have him in his heart, how could he be afraid that he would be grudged by the lie of his identity.

"Amazing." Si Jin's heart was broken long ago, her thin lips were tightly pursed, her voice was low and hoarse, exuding a fatal attraction, and at the same time, it gave people the illusion that they had to endure for love after encountering sad things.

An Zhimi's heart was beating fast, and she worked harder to serve her.

In my heart, I felt that I was really not a good person. If Si Jin had lied to him like this, he would probably be able to fight coldly for a month, but it turned out that Si Jin was so easy to coax, saying a few sweet words and doing something he loved, so he just endured the grievances. up.

If it weren't for his sharp eyes, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to see Si Jin's "bearing humiliation".

An Zhimi was extremely guilty, but he was shaken by the beauty in front of him.

Si Jin closed her eyes halfway, and stroked his waist with both hands, her big hands were dry and warm, as tolerant as he was, for fear that he would fall too far.

Under the glare of the idiot's light, his dark brown pupils looked a little pale, and he usually had a face with a strong halo. At this time, it looked like white jade dyed with a touch of rouge. Very sexy.

Involuntarily, An Zhimi's hands touched the scarlet color - it was dyed for him.

It was as if a powerful god of abstinence was dragged down from the mortal world, stained with dust.

For a man with bad roots, this kind of cognition undoubtedly stimulated An Zhimi more strongly, making him entangle Si Jin more deeply and tightly.

Oddly enough, he leaned closer, "Go to the floor-to-ceiling windows."

Si Jin opened her eyes and touched his neck: "Aren't you afraid of being seen?"

"I've known for a long time that your house's glass is made of special materials, you can't see the inside from the outside, don't think I'm ignorant." An Zhimi blushed physiologically.

Otherwise, with Si Jin's stinginess, how could he not close the window in broad daylight.

An Zhimi also bit Si Jin's hand enthusiastically, "I'll give you some excitement."

elder brother?

Very courageous.

Originally, I wanted him to adapt slowly, but unexpectedly, the child provoked him again and again.

Si Jin paused for a while, and suddenly pushed An Zhimi down on the sofa. The person with a flaunting posture was caught off guard, his vision turned upside down, and he screamed. Like a fallen dead leaf in a storm, it is swaying in all directions, and it can no longer tremble.

The blanket slipped off, and the TV remote was pressed into the gap of the sofa. They went from the sofa to the bedroom, and from the bedroom to the gym. Their strong love was passed on through their bodies. Of course, they also went to where An Zhimi wanted to go... .

French windows.

He was lying on the window, his forehead hair was soaked with sweat, his waist was sunken, he was cleaned up several times by the merciless Si Jin, like a broken doll, with big tears rolling down his eyes.

I regret it, I regret it too much, I shouldn't be embarrassed.

The outside world is really dangerous.

Woo, I miss my mother.

The day after the end of the estrus period, ten o'clock in the morning.

Zhou Ran carried his breakfast and rang the doorbell several times, but no one came to answer the door.

During the week when Si Jin was on a business trip, An Zhimi entered Zhou Ran's fingerprints early in order to make it easier for Zhou Ran to pick him up in the morning, and he was a lazy person.

Originally thinking that Si Jin would delete his post when he came back, but in the end... forgot.

Seven days ago, Zhou Ran received a message from Si Jin. The content was very concise. It basically said that An Zhimi was not feeling well, and it would take half a month for him to drop all work.

Zhou Ran was worried, and when he called back, the phone had already been turned off.

It stands to reason that Si Jin and An Zhimi are in a high-ranking position, so there is no need for him to worry, but Zhou Ran is an old lady, and if he doesn't see his little ancestor for a week, his heart is like a leaf on a tree , it cannot be dropped.

He had a nightmare last night. He dreamed that An Zhimi was kidnapped by Si Jin and taken into the Si family's mansion. Because of his rebellious personality, he couldn't adapt to the rules of the rich family, which angered the Si family, and then he was silenced one way or another... ....

Zhou Ran was so frightened that he woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep anymore.

He figured that even if he had a cold and a fever, there was no need to take half a month off. Zhou Ran was on a pinch, and came here early in the morning. go back again.

Because it was too quiet in the villa, no one opened the door.

Zhou Ran hesitated for a moment, then unlocked the door with his fingerprints and entered the door. The curtains in the hall were opened, and the warm sunlight in the morning came in, illuminating everything in the hall.

Everything is placed where it should be, and there is nothing wrong with it at first glance. The air is filled with an aroma similar to detergent, which makes people feel very comfortable.

But in the eyes of Zhou Ran, who was suspicious, he always felt that there was a sense of disobedience in cleaning up the crime scene after the murder...

Otherwise, why do you do hygiene early in the morning?

He casually put the breakfast on the coffee table, with his heart in his throat, and was about to go upstairs to the bedroom to take a look lightly. Before turning around, he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye and froze.

Zhou Ran looked dignified, walked a few steps, and found a few clear palm prints on the floor-to-ceiling windows, as well as finger prints that slipped down——

This kind of trace makes it easy for people to make up various crime scenes.

Zhou Ran, as a single dog, especially after An Zhimi met Si Jin, became very idle. He had a lot of free time at work and watched movies at home all day long.

I especially like to watch murder suspense films, crime scenes...

He took the filter to look at the hall again, and nothing was right.

Look, there is a freshly mopped wet spot under the window, the detergent foam on the coffee table has leaked, the kitchen bowl seems to be broken several times, and the debris is still in the trash can, and the stair railing It's obvious that it has been wiped again. The carpet that An An just replaced a few days ago has also been put away! !

What's wrong with this, Zhou Ran was so frightened that his face turned pale, his whole body trembled, he turned around and wanted to run, but he figured out that An Zhimi was still alive, waiting for his rescue in the bedroom.

Zhou Ran was so afraid that tears were about to come out, especially when compared to Si Jin's size and height, for the sake of his son, he restrained his fear, took a kitchen knife for self-defense, and carried it behind his back, his calf trembling like a sieve , trembling, walked upstairs.

.......

An Zhimi slept until dawn, and when he woke up, his whole body felt unwell, only feeling that his stomach was numb.

He snorted, his eyes flashed by the bright sunlight, he raised his hand to cover it, his consciousness quickly returned, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the side—it was empty and there was no one there.

An Zhimi moaned, "Where is my boyfriend..."

As soon as the words came out, he was frightened by his hoarse voice.

"Here." A familiar voice replied.

By the way, I tucked back the white snow-like arm protruding from the quilt to cover the red marks all over it, and someone said: "After I finish taking the medicine, you can rest for a while."

Medication?

It was only then that An Zhimi felt something was wrong, and realized that he was put in a shameful pose.A cold touch came from behind, relieving the stinging pain.

Si Jin's face remained normal, holding a tube of ointment in her hand, she was sitting on the edge of the bed in a well-dressed manner, and was slowly massaging it with her ointment-stained hands.

An Zhimi: "..."

An Zhimi was silent for a while, thinking that when he fell asleep, under such a strong sunlight, Si Jin should have seen everything he should have seen and what he shouldn't have seen, and it was not that kind of time, so he felt even more ashamed... ..

"I can wipe it myself." He pulled Si Jin's collar over angrily, bit him ventally, and left a tooth mark with saliva on his face. Si Jin leaned on him, not stained with ointment Her hand caressed his face, responding to his kiss.

"It's almost ready, just bear with it."

Oh, how can people be so gentle afterwards.

An Zhimi was subdued by his coaxing, and had no temper at all. Thinking about the seven days of absurdity, it seems too late to be hypocritical now.

Except for Si Jin, he has never been in love with anyone.

If you want to come between couples, this kind of thing should be very frank.

An Zhimi blinked, let go of Si Jin's arms around Si Jin's neck, and temporarily parted his lips. He moved his body as if it had been torn apart, and lay down slowly.

Then he bent his legs, opened his mouth wide, tilted his head to look at Si Jin, and urged.

"Then hurry up, it hurts."

"..."

An Zhimi put on this innocent look, looking up at him with an angelic face, pure and agitated, Si Jin didn't know whether he was doing it on purpose or not for a moment, she slapped her long eyelashes lightly, and said, "Don't Look at me that way."

He took the clean white cloth that was intended to be used for wiping, and covered the moist eyes on the bed.

Then he kissed the upturned nose, the red lips, and the more rounded chin.

Then continue to take the medicine, "Don't seduce me, be honest."

An Zhimi still let him cover his eyes, his eyelashes swept back and forth on the white cloth, his eyes were completely white, and he couldn't see anything, but when he heard Si Jin's slightly hoarse voice, he thought of his eyes that instantly became darker.

An Zhimi was a little proud, stepped on Si Jin's thigh with her petal-like toes, and confidently threw the pot away: "It's obvious that your mind is muddy, can you clean it up!"

Si Jin grabbed his foot, took a deep breath, and continued to apply the medicine.

But in his heart he was thinking about the way An Zhimi begged for mercy a few days ago, he could say all kinds of nice things, his brother and husband had called him, and he just wanted Si Jin to let him go.

In the end, he just fell asleep, and a small active flame sprang up above his head, swaying here and there.

He thought casually, why don't the children learn from them?

I still owe it to you, just do it a few more times.

The appearance of being moved by Si Jin's affection, An Zhimi was in a good mood, completely unaware of what dirty things were going on in the mind of the gentle scum who looked like a dog in front of him.

When Si Jin finished taking the medicine, he was about to tease a few more words when the expressions of the two people present changed at the same time.

—Someone is coming up.

Si Jin moved quickly, pulled off the quilt, wrapped An Zhimi into a cocoon, took off the white cloth, wiped the ointment on her hands, and then stood up with an ugly look.

Anyone who enjoys a beautiful morning with his lover will be broken into.

The mood will not be good.

Seeing his sullen face and his thin lips tightly pursed, An Zhimi suddenly remembered something, got out of the quilt, half sat up, "Wait, it might be..." Zhou Ran.

The sound of footsteps reached the door, An Zhimi sat up suddenly, Si Jin frowned, and only had time to put his hands on An Zhimi's shoulders, before pushing him back down and stuffing him back under the quilt.

Zhou Ran has already walked in.

He was trembling, and as soon as he came in, he saw An Zhimi flustered, suspected of being strangled by Si Jin, his naked/exposed upper body was red and swollen, and there was no good skin.

Si Jin looked at him with a gloomy face.

The mottled snow-white body behind him and his flustered face set off against his handsome face, making him look like a gentle perverted killer.

Fuck! Fuck! !

Zhou Ran was frightened crazy, his mind went blank, he rushed to the end of the bed holding the kitchen knife high, his lips trembling, and mustered up his courage to roar, the shaking window glass rustled.

"Let go of him! You beast!"

An Zhimi: "..."

Si Jin: "..."

As he got closer, Zhou Ran saw that most of the red marks on An Zhimi's body were hickey marks, but his skin was white and tender, which made him look particularly shocking from a distance.

Looking carefully, Si Jin didn't pinch his neck, but pressed An Zhimi's shoulder, and slowly stuffed him back into the quilt, and even tucked the corners of the quilt.

Zhou Ran: "..."

Zhou Ran opened his mouth, and a crazy thought that was close to reality popped up in his mind.

The kitchen knife hit the ground with a bang.

Looking at the turbulent darkness in Si Jin's eyes, and the only innocent face that was huddled under the quilt...

He is dead dead dead dead!

Zhou Ran backed away tremblingly, and spoke humbly.

"Excuse me, you continue."

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Luo Luo [cautiously]: After reading the comments these days, I said... none of you feel... I can't wait to finish it, and then write the idea of ​​​​a sick and charming version of Si Jin. .....

You can see that I have slept several times... It's time for the main text to end, right?

The cute readers nodded in unison: Yes, I can too.

Luo Luo [circle laughs]: That's good.

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