law of forbidden love

In a guest room of a hot spring resort, a tall man is standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and fiddling with a SLR camera in his hand.The window facing him had a good view, and the sunrise was sure to be seen in a short time.Song Sheng loved photography for a while, and was particularly satisfied when he took photos with unique perspectives and was praised by others, but later Song Aichen scolded this as a useless trick, so he stopped delving into it.

We must know that the sunrise is indeed a favorite of photography lovers. It is not easy to shoot, but it can also produce excellent works.Song Sheng smiled, turned around and pointed the camera at Fu Xiaojia who was sleeping on the bed.No matter how good the view of the sunrise is, it is not as good as the "sweetheart" in the room...

Fu Xiaojia's hands were tied from behind, and she lay on her side beside the bed, her eyes were covered by a pure black eyepatch, which made her complexion even fairer.The blindfold was supported by the straight bridge of the nose, exposing the boy's round nose and pink lips.The effect of his anesthetic was about to pass, and he was still not fully conscious, struggling unconsciously.

The torn clothes on his body had already been changed, and Song Sheng only wrapped him in a bathrobe, the belt was loosely tied, and his shoulders were half exposed when he moved slightly, and two long white long hairs appeared at the opening of the bathrobe. leg.Song Sheng was both intentional and malicious.

He adjusted the focal length of the lens, took advantage of the faint morning light in the sky, and kept changing the angle, almost obsessively taking advantage of the person on the bed.After the shooting, I flipped through them one by one, and each one showed the ambiguous and hazy atmosphere to the fullest, full of desire.He curled the corners of his lips in satisfaction, flipped through them, kept those he liked, and deleted those he didn't like. It took him a while to realize that these photos were not kept for himself, but for other purposes, and there was no need to select them subjectively.

Pity……

Song Sheng turned to the favorite one, it was the side face of the man with his head slightly tilted, a section of lotus root neck, the skin was as delicate as a fine white jade, covered with a delicate Adam's apple.He reached out and hooked the collar of his shirt, suppressing the heat rising in his heart.

The door rang untimely, Song Sheng picked up the thin blanket on the sofa, spread it on Fu Xiaojia's body, covered the spring tightly, and opened his mouth to ask: "Who?"

"I, Wang Changming." The person outside the door replied.

Song Sheng went to open the door.

Wang Changming entered the door, only glanced at the person on the bed, then turned his head away with some sullenness.He felt dirty in his heart, and satirized the two sons of the Song family, one was imprisoned for being addicted to female sex, and the other was even more outrageous, indulged in male sex.

"Uncle Wang, are you leaving?" Song Sheng wore a DSLR around his neck and held it in one hand. The reflection of the lens covered some emotions in his eyes, but it was not difficult to see that he was smiling, but this smile was different from The difference he showed before was gloomy and cold.

"En." Wang Changming responded, paused, and then sighed, "Song Sheng, I hope that all you do is for the good of the chairman and the eldest son... you know, if you mess with the chairman When the unstoppable disaster comes, your share must be indispensable."

Song Sheng didn't speak, but took out the memory card of the camera and played with it in his hand. Looking at his expression, he was quite reluctant to part with the things in his hand.

"Why, are you scared? You shouldn't be...Uncle Wang, the things my dad told you to do before, all of them are no less serious crimes than this kidnapping." Song Sheng spoke lazily and smiled. meaning even more.

"You..." Wang Changming was choked. He thought that the things he had done for Song Aichen had been covered tightly, but now that Song Sheng said it easily, it was not a small blow to him.Wang Changming fell silent.

"Don't worry, Uncle Wang, I just grew up in Song's family, and I have a bad habit of listening to the wall, so I know a little bit. But there is no evidence. I have a guard with my mouth, and I won't let it out easily." Song Sheng He laughed, "You couldn't scare Shang Kai before, because he wasn't afraid. But Xiao Jia is Shang Kai's 'seven inches'. If you hold it, wouldn't it be easy for you to ask him to give in?"

Wang Changming lost face in front of the hairy kid, hurriedly trying to make up for it, snorted coldly, and said with a gloomy expression: "I hope... this kid is Shang Kai's 'Seven Inch', not your Song Sheng's 'Seven Inch' .”

Hearing the words, Song Sheng was slightly taken aback, his eyes seemed to fluctuate, but he regained his composure after a while, and handed the memory card in his hand to Wang Changming: "Uncle, find a suitable time to send the photos in the card to Shang Kai. Come on, don't pass through the hands of another person, the traces should be clean..."

Wang Changming hated this little bastard for telling him what to do, but Song Aichen was eager to save his son, Song Sheng said that he had a way to deal with Shang Kai, and Song Aichen let him mess around, Wang Changming had no choice but to obey.

After Wang Changming left, Fu Xiaojia seemed to be waking up soon. He probably got scared when he opened his eyes and saw the darkness in front of him.He still couldn't move his mouth, and he uttered broken syllables in his hoarse voice, his voice shaking like a sieve.

With some nervous excitement, Song Sheng walked quickly to another room and poured out a glass of water, supported Fu Xiaojia's shoulder, pressed the wall of the glass against his dry and soft lips, and fed him water.

Fu Xiaojia was extremely thirsty, and her swallowing movements were completely subconscious. After drinking water, her voice became less hoarse, and her consciousness became clearer. She asked in a voice that was almost inaudible: "You... who are you?"

Song Sheng didn't speak, raised his hand to gently wipe off the water stains around his mouth, rubbed his fingertips against the side of his face, brushed across the boy's sharp chin, leaned against his ear, and said in a breathy voice: "Guess Guess..."

Fu Xiaojia shivered in fright at the sudden approach. He was not familiar with this embrace, and every touch made him tremble with fear. He desperately wanted to escape, but the anesthesia hadn't completely worn off, and his hands and feet were numb. Weak, no strength at all.

"Shang...Shang Kai...where is he?" Fu Xiaojia let out some whimpering cries, and Song Sheng clearly saw that the black eyepatch was wet, and the color was darker than other places, and his heart suddenly ignited Furious, he stretched out his hand to pinch Fu Xiaojia's chin.

"Don't think about him anymore!" Song Sheng said through gnashing of teeth, but suddenly heard Fu Xiaojia crying miserably, stopped her hand again, and said softly, "...stay by my side obediently, whatever you want, just What for you?"

Fu Xiaojia was extremely resistant to the strange breath approaching, but he still recognized the familiarity of the other party's voice. He tried hard to calm his breathing, and his brain, which had been stagnant for a long time, began to turn slowly.

"Where am I..." Fu Xiaojia felt that her tongue didn't feel like her own, her hands and feet couldn't move, her vision was pitch black, and her whole body was about to be destroyed, making people feel insecure.

Song Sheng smiled, hugged Fu Xiaojia from behind, put his chin on his shoulder, and said in an almost sick tone: "You are in the most beautiful place in Yuncheng... I will take you to more places in the future place, as long as you are obedient..."

Fu Xiaojia jumped in resentment, startled by the thought in his mind, he hesitated, and asked with all his strength: "You...are...Song Sheng?"

Song Sheng's movements froze, he didn't know whether it was joy or sadness, but Fu Xiaojia recognized him so quickly.

Fu Xiaojia patiently waited for him to admit it, she couldn't believe it, she was angry and scared, why?Why is it Song Sheng?

Someone reached out and took off his blindfold. The bright light made him feel dazzled and stunned.A pair of slender hands covered his eyes, fingers slightly cold.After a while, the hands loosened again, Fu Xiaojia opened his eyes, the light seemed to be less dazzling.The man leaned against his ear, his voice was still so clear and gentle, but Fu Xiaojia felt warm when he heard it in the past, but now he heard it, only a chill.

"It's so smart, my Xiaojia... baby." Song Sheng said.

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At a quarter past six in the morning, Xia Chenguang showed up at the gate of the police station on time. The old man in the reception room hadn't gone to work yet, and the main gate was still locked.Xia Chenguang stood at the door and pinched the top of his head anxiously.Last week's newly cut cuts are still sticky to the touch.

"Damn, it's early..."

He spent the whole night with Shang Kai in the hospital, it was entirely out of his inborn warm heart.He has long regarded Shang Kai as a comrade-in-arms in the same trench in his heart. After all, he is doing things to maintain fairness and justice. Seeing Shang Kai's collapse, he felt a little sympathetic. The black hand pulled out and whipped.

Xia Chenguang thought for a while, a colleague will come later, needless to say, he must know to start checking from the surveillance video of the narrator's house, so he might as well not waste time, and find another way to find Shang Kai's suspect, Song Aichen.

Xia Chenguang thought of what to do and acted vigorously, went straight to the breakfast shop at the end of the street, bought buns and soy milk and ate them while walking.He was lucky enough to catch up with the first batch of steamed buns that came out of the cage. They were steaming and everything was good, but they were too hot, which made Xia Chenguang's throat and eyes hurt from eating.

The Song Group is easy to find. The tallest building in the CBD of Yuncheng is not far from their branch office, and it takes only a few minutes to walk there.

The building is very grand, there are two security guards standing at the door, one taller than the other, he was stopped when he walked nearby.

"Look at the face, which department is it? Why don't you wear a work permit?" One security guard asked, while the other glared at him aggressively.

"Yo, aren't you afraid that I'm a major client of your company? I've delayed your boss's business, can I afford it?" Xia Chenguang began to fumble in his trouser pockets, trying to find where he kept his work permit.

The security guard looked him up and down, at first he was a little puzzled, but when he saw him stuffing the oily plastic bag into his trouser pocket, he was convinced of his judgment: "A big customer is not as good as you!"

Xia Chenguang rolled his eyes at him, and managed to find his own ID, opened it and showed it to the security guard: "Look, look carefully, those from the Eastern District Bureau of Yuncheng, who are performing official duties, get out of the way!"

The security guard was a little uncertain for a while, wondering if his ID was fake, but Xia Chenguang just didn't do anything, shouted "excuse me", and went upstairs swaggeringly.

After passing through the security guard and the front desk, the young lady had a smiling face, and she was so polite that people couldn't put on airs. When she heard that Xia Chenguang wanted to see their chairman, she asked sweetly, "Excuse me. Do you have an appointment?"

"Girl, I'm investigating the kidnapping case. It's a matter of urgency and human life. No appointment is required!"