Against the current Hengdao

The room was silent, except for the boring "tick" sound of the small bedside alarm clock beating repeatedly, setting the rhythm for the heavy breathing and heartbeat of the two of them at this time.

Yan Xiaodao suddenly lowered his eyelashes, and said for a while: "What do you expect me to say? You and Captain Xue are capable of investigating the case, and it is your job to find out. I will never hinder Team Xue from handling the case, and I will not stop you. Check yours, don't ask me."

Ling He's chest rose and fell: "Yan Xiaodao!!"

Yan Xiaodao looked up at Ling He's red face, quite helplessly: "Ling He, you drove people crazy in order to force You Jinglian to report. This time it's your turn to force me to report. Are you going to How did you drive me crazy?"

Ling He bent down and bit Yan Xiaodao's earlobe, and whispered, "That's your godfather, right? When and where did Lord Qi come up with such a ridiculous nickname 'right right'? What does this name mean?"

Yan Xiaodao looked at him expressionlessly, shook his head, and said nothing.

The two of them were in the posture of pushing each other's noses against the bull, and the tip of the nose was almost flattened like a film pressing machine.Ling He didn't intend to touch Yan Xiaodao to be affectionate, he just wanted to bite someone.

Yes, the special case team made large-scale investigations and visits, followed the context and gathered all the clues to always find the old person, but it took a lot of time.And right now, there is one person who can make the case clear and save Captain Xue a lot of time in going around in circles, and that person is Yan Xiaodao.Ling He is very sure that Xiao Dao did not know what to do this time, and concealed important facts from Xue Qian!

This may be a nickname someone used back then, not even a "former name".Perhaps only a small number of people know that those who know are dead and scattered, and there is no "nickname" column on the ID card of the household registration book. Now who is going to check it?

Of course, Ling He can also directly throw it to the blacklist of Captain Xue's four-person team, but what is important in serious criminal cases is hard evidence, a complete chain of evidence.So many years have passed, and you can't find any solid evidence. How can you expect any young person who will find his conscience and is willing to plead guilty to the law?

Ling He didn't have this kind of patience, he wanted a quick solution.

As long as Qi Baoshan does not fall for a day, it will be a great threat to him and Xiao Dao. He is extremely anxious and hesitant. Years of bearing humiliation may fall short. He has climbed to such a critical turning point with blood and tears, but it seems to be far away The unattainable goal and the unmoving devil behind the scenes are getting farther and farther... He can't even tell Xiaodao these anxieties.Lord Qi is a stick wedged between him and Yan Xiaodao, and also a barrier above the stagnant water in the dark swamp. Without this godfather, why would he and Xiaodao almost turn against each other when they met?

"Stupidity is unteachable!...Stubbornness!" Ling He gritted his teeth and pinched the person under him, but he could not beat or scold him. He had used all the tricks of seduction and even physical trading before, but in the end it was himself who was embarrassed. Defeated and returned to Maicheng.

He just couldn't do anything with the knife, and he couldn't do anything.

If a man like Yan Xiaodao doesn't want to tell the truth, is it useful for you to beat him up?

"Linghe." Yan Xiaodao said softly.

The entanglement of limbs and the wide open and close fighting movements made Yan Xiaodao's upper body untidy, and his chest and abdominal muscles were exposed from under the ripped shirt while panting.

"Linghe..." Yan Xiaodao frowned slightly, and whispered again.

At first Ling He thought he was hallucinating, is this person going to give in and beg for mercy?

He quickly realized that Yan Xiaodao was in pain, but he was too masculine to cry out for the pain—his legs in a domineering riding position pinched Xiaodao's severely injured ribs.

The rubbing of the rib wound was very painful, and Yan Xiaodao's temples and back of his heart were sweating.

Ling He was taken aback for a moment, and turned over quickly.

Where Yan Xiaodao's shirt was accidentally lifted up, a large piece of skin was exposed. The mature and attractive body did not arouse Ling He's evil thoughts, but made him feel ashamed and regretful.He was not blind, of course he could see it, and that area inevitably left uneven scars after the operation.No matter how good the surgeon is, they can only check for leaks and make up for the wounds. It is impossible to restore a broken porcelain to its original flawless appearance...

Ling He fell into silence, bent down and kissed Yan Xiaodao's scarred ribs, looking for the vicissitudes of veins floating on the surface of the skin, kissed as many scars as there were, and counted silently in his heart: how much I have hurt you today , I will definitely repay it all to you in the future, and I will never let you suffer for nothing.

A premeditated torture to extract a confession ended hastily because Mr. Ling disarmed and gave up.

Ling He rolled out of bed depressed, at this moment he really wanted to book a new room, but felt that he had lost face—why should he get out?

The two shared the same bed, each sleeping in their own quilt, and turned their faces to one side, wrapped tightly so that they would not disturb each other, did not share their breathing with each other, and had a stubborn temper.

At night, when Yan Xiaodao's snorting gradually became even, Ling He went to the bathroom with bare feet again.

Some things have the first time, there will be the second time and the third time, it's like being addicted to a demon.Ling He has always been conceited that he is strong enough to manage his mind, emotions, and body, as well as self-control. He never thought that one day he would find trouble for himself because of emotional emotions in his body. .

His body seems to be only 16 years old, he is young and impulsive.He is addicted.

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Yan Xiaodao was also barefoot, walking across the unlit porch with complicated emotions, and he had already stood at the door of the bathroom before alerting the people hiding inside.The persuasive and deterrent aura emanating from Yan Xiaodao's body penetrated through the gap under the door and slowly penetrated into the bathroom, making Ling He ask cautiously amidst the chaotic panting: "What are you doing?"

Yan Xiaodao calmed down and asked in a low voice: "Are you okay?"

These words are separated by a door, it seems that Mr. Yan has a pair of clairvoyant eyes to tease and tease him, and he knows what to ask!Ling He got angry and replied with one word: "Get lost."

After scolding Ling He, he was quite helpless. He seldom uttered dirty words, thinking that this was the most suitable level for swearing, and it was completely inconsistent with his professional level in this respect. The mood of kicking back to the big bed in the room, this big goblin shouldn't run out of the bed in the middle of the night to make him burn.

However, Ling He didn't expect that this thin door panel and the vulnerable ordinary turn lock couldn't stop Yan Xiaodao in the first place.

Without saying a word, Yan Xiaodao turned the turn lock with a three-inch short blade, effortlessly, and gently pushed the door open. Ling He, who was hidden behind the door, showed astonishment. Awkward!

The corners of his eyes and ears were flushed with emotion.

His trousers are not straight.

The traces of obsession that he didn't want to show to others remained in the palm lines. What was obsessed was his body, but all his thoughts were focused on the knife.

Certain unpleasant and even disgusting memories of his boyhood swept across his mind at that moment, as if countless pairs of large and small ghost eyes were whimpering and roaring all around, rushing towards him, wretched peeping eyes The yellowish-white filthy aura stuck to his body and he couldn't get rid of it, making him terrified, making him impulsive and furious... until Ling He gasped and recognized that the person who opened the door and barged in was indeed Yan Xiaodao.

When Ling He was forced to the corner, he quickly tidied himself up, concealing the embarrassment of his lower body, pulled the shower curtain over his body, and looked straight at Yan Xiaodao proudly with an unyielding face.

In his set of life dictionary, there has never been such childish words as "shame" or "shame", and it is only now that he suddenly realizes that it is because in his past 20 years of pale life, there is no such content as human affection, love and sex. .When he started to savor and try these things quietly, he could still feel the simmering shame under his rather dull face, so that his eyes were red when he stared at Yan Xiaodao furiously.

Yan Xiaodao propped his hands to the corner of the wall, hugging and imprisoning him, Ling He turned his eyes away, neither humble nor overbearing: "Mr. Yan, stay away from me."

The so-called "shame" mood in Linghe's place is only the size of a fingernail, which is insignificant. It was quickly removed by his powerful emotional control ability like picking teeth. Linghe mocked in a low voice: "Sex maniac... Yan Are you so fond of spying on people doing this, sir?"

"No." Yan Xiaodao sighed.He pressed his forehead against Ling He's head, then quickly moved away, holding him in his arms, "Your technique is wrong, it's uncomfortable, I'll teach you how to do it."

What followed was carried out in silence.

Depressed under the ceiling, in the small room, the rapid heartbeat and panting echoed each other, forcing the unscrewed faucet in the sink to make a "tick-tick" sound of water.The continuous sound of dripping water slowly accelerated, becoming more and more urgent, following the rhythm controlled by Yan Xiaodao, Ling He's face stubbornly turned aside was reflected in the mirror, his ears were engulfed by the red tide, but his dignity was not lost.

Ling He was completely unprepared for Yan Xiaodao's move, and he also underestimated the thickness of his opponent's face.The blood vessels that belonged to the young man couldn't refuse the tight tacit intimacy in front of him, and the keen senses in every part of his body finally found its belonging.Yan Xiaodao rubbed his ear with his slightly rough chin, and a pair of rougher big hands seemed to be secretly pointing out the mystery and bits and pieces of it, trying to let Ling He appreciate it skillfully in a way that did not hurt Ling He's self-esteem. Endless joy.

When the pleasure comes, it is like a stormy sea and a heat wave, but when it goes away, it is full of aftertaste.

At this time, the two of them rubbed against each other with the tips of their noses again, and the slight touch was so comfortable that it made people tremble.

Ling He let out a faint gasp, his body suddenly arched backwards and put his head against the wall.He raised an arm to cover the wet eyes that revealed the secret, but accidentally exposed his half-opened and half-closed lips, and the Adam's apple on his open neck kept sliding.

Yan Xiaodao was experienced and skilled in doing this, he tried his best to be gentle when he was concerned about Ling He's acceptance, he only gently hugged Ling He's waist, and tried his best to make him comfortable, this time he didn't stretch into his pants to knead and knead wantonly.The self-control of the two was strong enough to keep the intimacy caused by this temporary accidental fire within the harmless range, and carefully kept the fire from getting too out of control.

Ling He didn't know whether to praise Yan Xiaodao's skills, or call him an old goblin.He lingered for a long time, and took a sip of sour vinegar water: "The handwork is really good, how many people have you done it for?"

Yan Xiaodao said frankly: "It's really not there. I don't want to find someone with a handle to do it. This is the first time for others."

Ling He understood, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled at Xiaodao in satisfaction, his self-esteem landed on this point in a roundabout way, and he got balance and satisfaction.

"I'm sorry." Yan Xiaodao leaned on the wall with one elbow, and hugged Ling He's shoulder with the other hand, comforting him in a considerate gesture without any obscenity, and said again sincerely, "I'm sorry."

sorry for what?These three words contain many meanings.

I'm sorry I didn't speak frankly in front of Captain Xue.I'm sorry I made you molest yourself in the bathroom in the middle of the night.I'm sorry that there are some things that I'm destined to fail to fulfill your wishes.

Ling He shook his head, the two of them had already jumped thousands of rivers and mountains, and it would be superfluous to say sorry.After all, he couldn't help Xiao Dao either, and he wasn't going to renege on the three knives and six holes owed to Xiao Dao in this life.He never even felt pity for himself.

Ling He's untidy shirt neckline leaked a piece of chest, and under the halo, he showed a nice light orange complexion. The layer of muscles belonging to the young man looked well-proportioned, not too thick, neither too majestic nor tangled. Skinny and thin, should feel good.

Mr. Yan, who was at ease, stared at Ling He's neckline, and then found that he couldn't hold on anymore, and his throat was dry.

Ling He glanced down quickly, frowned at the abnormal size that revealed masculinity, and quickly raised his eyes and refused to take a closer look.It's not that he hasn't seen Yan Xiaodao's body before, but it's the first time he saw the utensils exposing his lust at such a close distance, and he felt sick to his stomach...

Yan Xiaodao caught that flickering look, and asked inquiringly, "What's wrong with you?"

Ling He said: "It's nothing, I don't like that very much."

Ling He's reaction to sexual matters is so strange. The desire for Yan Xiaodao and the taboo and dislike for the male body are very inconsistently kneaded together. Obviously, this person himself has fallen into a contradiction complex, and he contradicts himself in the face of intimacy. Unreasonable and inexplicable.

Ling He likes him, Yan Xiaodao is sure of this.However, Ling He's interest in spiritual love is much stronger than physical love, which is abnormal for a man in his early 20s.

Ling He pushed the knife away with a palm, with a teasing expression on his face: "Mr. Yan, I'll do as hard as I can, why are you shaking in front of me?"

The man quickly tied up his trousers and went out, wrapped himself into a silkworm chrysalis on the bed, and quickly fell asleep.Vented a lot of energy and yang energy, the beautiful boy felt a bit sleepy tonight.

Yan Xiaodao cleverly dug a hole for himself, jumped in without hesitation, and then found that Mr. Ling, who did not show loyalty, jumped up to the top of the hole and escaped. He left himself at the bottom of the hole and suffocated himself. Self-help".

The next morning, they had to act as if nothing had happened. The two of them couldn't talk about reconciling, but just accidentally shot each other.

Captain Xue on the other side didn't stay in the hospital for long, so he didn't regard himself as a wounded patient who needed to be taken care of.On the phone, he assigned work to colleagues at the same level in the special case group, as if he usually ordered the small soldiers and young generals under his command, wishing to turn over Sanjiang within 24 hours.Employing people too harshly is easy to be complained about, but Xue Yacha doesn't hesitate, anyway, his reputation among his peers has always been "commendable".

Xue Qian carefully entrusted Chen Jin to the local clerk, and settled in the guest house in the bureau to properly ensure the safety of Xiao Chen.

Chen Jin waited for her little boyfriend in the room of the guest house.

When Qi Yanxuan walked over cautiously, Chen Jin heaved a sigh of relief, and buried her face in Qi Yanxuan's arms apologetically.

It is impossible for the family shadow of childhood to disappear overnight, but Chen Jin still tasted the relief after the cloud opened and the mist cleared at that time.After pouring out the mental garbage, he suddenly felt relieved on his shoulders, and some things were not so hard to bear. He used to foolishly got into a dead end, and the more he got into it, the more he couldn't get out. I'm so sorry Xiaoxuan.

At this moment, Chen Jin raised his head to look at the sky again, a certain corner of the zenith opened up an empty space for him, and a ray of sunlight shot in.Fate is actually very fair to everyone. It depends on whether you have the courage to control this life, instead of letting life ride on your head and control you.This goblin called the Devil of Destiny, if you are weak, it will show off its strength in front of you, and if you are strong, it will be at your mercy.

Accompanied by Qi Yanxuan, Chen Jin wandered around the shopping mall next to the guest house, saying, "I want to buy something for Officer Xue, but he's all injured."

After shopping around, he found that there were various nutritional and health products on the counter that cost hundreds or thousands of dollars, and he really couldn't afford them, and he felt annoyed at his naivety and one-sidedness.

After Chen Jin went back to the hostel, she silently slipped into the room where Xue Qian lived, and took away the dirty clothes that Police Officer Xue hadn't washed for a few days... He didn't have any money, but he still had the strength to work.

When Xue Yacha had dinner, he grabbed a large bunch of spicy grilled squid from his colleague's lunch box, and left after grabbing it.

The colleague turned his head and pointed at him and scolded: "Brother Qian, pay attention to the wound on your stomach, stop spicy food!"

Xue Qian said with a smile: "I can't quit spicy food even if I quit drinking!"

His colleague cursed him: "Just wait, your stomach will grow up and you will definitely leave a red scar!"

Xue Qian didn't care about these things, he had a lot of scars on his body, this is a man's temperament, a man's medal.When he was full and bored at night, he sent Liang Youhui a message with a picture, thinking that it was necessary to explain this matter to Young Master Liang.

The picture is the photo of the dead body of the game console with a broken black screen, which is too horrible to look at.

Xue Qian typed and said: [This baby saved my life, I should thank you, something expensive is ruined. 】

Liang Youhui replied: [Is it broken?It's not expensive, I'll send you some new ones. 】

The reflex arc of the naturally slow super giant baby was indeed a bit long, and it took a full 5 minutes before it exploded, and several messages came over one after another: [What's going on?Was it broken by a bullet?Brother Xue, are you injured?Are you okay now? Where are you? 】

Xue Qian stared at the phone beeping non-stop, and the caller ID and text message notifications scrambled to burst the phone screen.He couldn't help but laugh, and he could imagine Liang Youhui's funny and innocent expression with his head blown at this moment.The child has never seen the world, so what?

Xue Qian still answered the phone, and Liang Youhui kept asking him where he was, and was going to book a plane ticket to visit him immediately.

Xue Qian refused straight away: "No, you must not come."

Liang Youhui couldn't stop caring: "Brother, are you alright? Why do I hear that your voice is wrong now? Are you dizzy, short of breath, and bleeding too much? That bullet hit your stomach, will you suffer from kidney deficiency in the future?"

"You have kidney deficiency!" Xue Qian scolded with a smile, "I'm very strong, it's all right, don't make a fuss, wait for me to go back, find a chance to treat you to a meal, thank you for saving your life."

In order to thwart this little idiot's attempt to fly over to visit his doctor, Xue Qian was forced to invite Master Liang to dinner.

He actually wanted to tell Liang Youhui, you burned the money, right?Stop making trouble, we are not suitable, so don't waste your time and effort.

He didn't say this sentence stuck in his throat, thinking that it's better to be a kind person, and things that involve emotions should be kind.Is this considered too smart to be in place in one step, or is it too smart to think too much?

If there is a mistake in judgment in this kind of thing, he, Xue Yacha, will not be able to hang out in the gay circle in the future. Liang Youhui is blatantly pursuing him!However, facing Young Master Liang who could see through and see the bottom at a glance like a basin of clear water, he was a little bit unbearable.

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