Turning point

"what's up?"

Gin didn't speak, but pulled Mu Beidou to the living room and sat down on the sofa, then took out a beautifully made gift box from the coat pocket beside him, put it on the table and pushed it towards Mu Beidou.

Not knowing why, Mu Beidou looked at Qin Jiu with a slight smile and expectant eyes, and stretched out his hand to open the gift box.When seeing the things inside clearly, even Mu Beidou, who has always had a cold expression, couldn't help but slightly widen his eyes.

Surrounded by soft cloth, there lay a Beretta M92F quietly.

Judging by the condition of the wear and the color of the pistol/gun, it is undoubtedly the one commonly used by gin.

Mu Beidou's hand trembled slightly, and then he closed the lid of the gift box, wanting to push it back to Qin Jiu without hesitation: "I can't take this."

Although he didn't know the inner meaning behind Gin Jiu's move, the purpose of a killer willing to give away the sidearm that accompanied him for several years was not just to give him a barrier to protect himself.

Gin raised his hand to stop his movement: "Why not?"

There is only one reason for the killer to give away his personal weapon, and that is to show his heart and to mark the ownership of it to others.Qin Jiu knew that Mu Beidou probably didn't know his intention of doing this, but this didn't stop his determination.

Mu Beidou sighed slightly: "You can give me a new Beretta, anyway, I can't take this one. I can't be careless about using a weapon I'm used to to decide life or death in an instant." Mu Beidou is not Let me just say that the two guns may be the same model, but there must be a difference in proficiency in use, and this difference can almost determine the difference between life and death in a duel of killers at the level of gin.Mu Beidou would not joke about Qin Jiu's life.

It's like buying two identical pens at the same time, the first one used must be easier than the later one.

Qin Jiu naturally knew this truth, but he was confident that there would be no problem with his own skills.But since Mu Beidou insisted so much, and he was still thinking about him, Gin hesitated and happily took back the Beretta, and Fu took out a new one from his coat pocket and put it in the gift box , and then took out a few loaded magazines and placed them on the table.

"That's it?" Qin Jiu raised his eyebrows and asked.

Mu Beidou is helpless.How many weapons does this dangerous person carry with him? !

"Accepted." He closed the gift box and put it aside.Gin came over at some point, wrapped his arms around his waist, and rubbed his head on his neck.He seemed to like this posture very much, so Mu Beidou had no choice but to let him go.He hesitated for a moment, wondering whether he should reach out to respond, and then he was grabbed by Qin Jiu's empty hand, and put it to his lips for a soft kiss.

Since Mu Beidou has a thin skin, let him take the initiative.One day, Mu Beidou's doubts and vigilance will dissipate, and then he will reopen his heart to accept him.

Mu Beidou trembled a little from Qin Jiu's sudden attack, but felt that it was a bit hypocritical for him to always dodge, so he kept his face sullen and motionless, his body stiffened to make Qin Jiu laugh.He raised his head and kissed Mu Beidou's earlobe, and saw the blush spread to his face at a very fast speed, and then blew lightly into the earhole.

Mu Beidou couldn't hold back his slap to slap the gin away, and turned his head away from him.

When Qin Jiu saw Mu Beidou's awkward movements, a smile spread out from his eyes.He coughed lightly, and said lightly, "I'm here today mainly to see your injuries."

Seeing that Mu Beidou didn't understand, he raised his head to look at himself, Qin Jiu stepped forward and patted his head: "Your strength is still too weak, there is no way to protect yourself if you encounter a prepared attack."

"I'm going to give you some special training, but that will have to wait until you recover from your injury." Qin Jiu said, then lightly poked his cheek with the tip of his nose, and said with a gentle and ambiguous look in his eyes: "I How can a person with no strength do it?"

"...Who is yours!!!" Mu Beidou blushed, and he glared at Qin Jiu through gritted teeth.

Gin Jiu felt really anxious after watching it, and the expression on his face also restrained a little, and he said seriously: "Okay, let me see your injury."

If Mu Beidou really didn't know what Qin Jiu was up to, he would be a ghost, and he wouldn't take off his clothes no matter what.Taking advantage of his height and strength, Qin Jiu pressed him down on the sofa, hooked his chin and jokingly said, "Can you take it off?"

"Don't take it off!" Mu Beidou blushed and glared at him.

Qin Jiu brought his head to his neck and grabbed his earlobe, clasped Mu Beidou's hands with one hand and unbuttoned his shirt with the other. Of course Mu Beidou refused to submit obediently, and struggled under Qin Jiu's body.After arching and arching for a while, I suddenly felt a hard thing pushing against my lower abdomen.He didn't pay attention at first, and continued to wriggle and try to get out of Gin's body, but he was held down.A warm, hoarse voice whispered in his ear, "Don't move."

Mu Beidou froze suddenly, and finally realized what was on his body. "You..." His trembling voice was immediately interrupted: "Don't talk!"

Gin took a few deep breaths, trying to dissipate the heat from his body.But what lingers in his mouth and nose is the breath of the person he loves, and the heat naturally does not decrease but instead increases.

"Damn it." He cursed, covered his head in remorse and climbed off Mu Beidou, then turned around and went upstairs to the guest room.

Mu Beidou watched Qin Jiu's figure disappear on the stairs with a stiff expression, coughed lightly, and silently covered his face.

For a split second, he admitted, he thought Gin was going to do something to him.

But fortunately, Gin has strong self-control, otherwise... I would definitely not be able to resist.

He subconsciously refuses to think about whether he is willing or not, and always feels that the answer he gets after deep thinking is not acceptable to his current self.

Mu Beidou sat for a long time before going upstairs with the gift box and magazines. When he passed the open door of the guest room, he could still hear the sound of water coming from the bathroom inside.He thought for a while, went into the room to find a clean bath towel, and then found a large bathrobe that he didn't wear very much, folded them neatly and put them in the bath basket and put them at the door of the bathroom in the guest room.

By the time Qinjiu appeared in front of Mu Beidou again, more than half an hour had passed.Gin was wearing a bathrobe, the pale and thick muscles on his chest were almost completely exposed/exposed to the air, and there seemed to be only a bath towel around it, which leaked out half-covered under the bathrobe.His long silver hair was still dripping with water, and he was mopping it with a large, absorbent white towel, but it seemed to have little effect.

Mu Beidou saw the image of gin appearing in front of him, and felt his temples throbbing.He asked with a paralyzed face, "Can't you put your clothes on?"

Qin Jiu said helplessly and innocently: "The clothes are too small."

"..." Mu Beidou gritted his teeth secretly.

I know that my clothes are two sizes smaller than yours, can you stop mentioning this all the time!No!good!

Mu Beidou glanced at him angrily, and asked, "Are you comfortable?"

Qin Jiu was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled maliciously: "I'm not so fast."

Mu Beidou's face was bloodshot.He felt that he had no thicker skin than gin in his lifetime.Glaring at him again, Mu Beidou said helplessly, "Stand there and don't move."

Before Qin Jiu could react, Mu Beidou started to unbutton his shirt nimbly with his fingers.He stared dumbfounded as the young man took off his white shirt and put it on the bed, revealing his bandaged upper body.

"Okay?" Mu Beidou asked helplessly.

"..." Qin Jiu slapped his face violently, and instantly felt that the cold water bath just now was in vain.He took two more deep breaths before he straightened his mind and stepped forward to remove his bandages.

Mu Beidou took a step back with a wary expression on his face.

Qin Jiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I won't touch you." Mu Beidou hesitated, thought about Qin Jiu's performance just now, then sat on the bed and stretched out his arms.

Qin Jiu tore off his bandages round and round, seeing the deep and criss-crossing blood marks on it, his eyes darkened uncontrollably.Lighter ones may be fine, but darker ones may leave permanent scars.He sighed, and put his head on Mu Beidou's neck.

After a while, he said in a low voice, "Sorry."

Mu Beidou's body softened, he stretched out his hand to stroke Gin Jiu's long silver-white hair, opened his mouth, and finally said nothing.

In fact, I don't blame him.He just couldn't believe it.

The author has something to say: Today's... is broth, right?_(:з」∠)_The writing made my phantom limb hard~(@^_^@)~

Thank you Qianye Changsheng and Maoyuyi, the two little angels Lei~ Thank you!

Well, Conan will play tomorrow, continue to be confused