Darkest Action

He Qiyan made some tea, An Lan patted the sofa, and asked him to sit beside him: "You have been different recently, even Yao Yixian dared to contradict you, Meng Ran taught you this?"

He Qiyan didn't dare to lie, nodded his head: "Mmm..."

"When did Meng Ran become your spiritual mentor?" An Lan frowned, "It's not enough for him to offend Yao Yixian himself, he still has to pull you in? He has Qi Rui's backing, what do you have?"

He Qiyan bit his lips, a name lingered in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.He envied Meng Ran to be accompanied by Qi Rui, and he also hoped to have An Lan.

Several heavy textbooks were neatly arranged on the coffee table. He Qiyan was admitted to a doctoral program and changed his major to nuclear energy engineering.

An Lan flipped through the textbook: "The dangerous goods exploded in Jingu City. Your superiors invited you to participate in the accident assessment. I haven't asked you in detail about this matter. What was the result? Is it dangerous goods or nuclear bombs?"

He Qiyan didn't answer, and An Lan saw that he was a little embarrassed, so she said, "If you signed a non-disclosure agreement, it doesn't matter if you don't say anything."

He Qiyan lowered his eyes: "It's okay, I can tell you anything. I am in the same organization as you, so I shouldn't hide anything from you..."

"What do you mean?" An Lan suddenly sat up straight, with a long-lost look of uneasiness in her phoenix eyes, "What organization are you talking about?"

He Qiyan raised his eyes and looked directly at An Lan: "I am a member of the Annei Group just like you, and we are ordered by the boss together. Our immediate superiors are all Master Feng."

In an instant, An Lan's eyes seemed to be covered by a blizzard, which was extremely icy, and he slammed the coffee table: "Do you know what you are doing? Anne's action is to fight with blood and life, isn't it?" Someone like you can participate!"

He Qiyan's tone was very firm: "I know there will be sacrifices in Annei, and I'm not afraid of sacrifices! The bombing in Jingu City was initially evaluated as a nuclear bomb explosion. In peaceful times, Yao Yongchang even used nuclear bombs to force the boss of the palace! I don't know when such a terrorist attack will happen to Beijing and the Yellow River. Although I can't catch up with your ability, Master Feng said that I can give you the greatest technical support."

It's Qi Feng again!It's that despicable politician who does everything he can!

Master moves, take one step and see a hundred steps.

In order to make better and fuller use of each of their pawns, it is common for Qi Feng to split up and bring together his comrades-in-arms, and he is in the palm of his hand as to who to throw out as discarded pawns at the time of life and death. between.

An Lan felt his head was about to burst, he really hated Qi Feng's unscrupulous and pervasive ways.If Qi Feng was right in front of him at this moment, he wished he could pounce on him and eat him alive.

"Qi Feng is using you, can't you see it?!" An Lan waved his hand violently, sweeping away the cup of tea in front of him.The little Shiba Inu was frightened, and immediately jumped off the sofa and hid in the kennel.

There was water in He Qiyan's eyes: "I am willing..."

An Lan was angry: "What benefits did Qi Feng give you? What attracted you to him? You have been in the Criminal Investigation Corps, don't you know what he is like?"

Facing this series of questioning, He Qiyan wanted to tell An Lan that if he joined the Anne group for Qi Feng, then he would not leave No. 83 and compete for the jumping city special.All his efforts, all his sacrifices were all for one person...

But in the end, He Qiyan didn't say anything.He saw that half of An Lan's sleeves were wet with tea, he stood up and said, "I'll get you a change of clothes."

He Qiyan entered the bedroom, opened the closet, and there were coats of similar styles hanging in it. All the clothes were in the same color system, either black or gray, just like his bleak life in the past.

An Lan also walked in and stood behind He Qiyan.He Qiyan's cell phone rang suddenly. He swiped open the screen to look, then turned to An Lan and said, "Wu Xia has passed my friend verification. Let me give him your WeChat."

Without saying a word, An Lan grabbed the phone and turned it off.He pushed He Qiyan and threw him into the closet.He Qiyan was already feverish, and immediately lost his center of gravity. Wiping a row of neat suits, he fell directly on the partition of the wardrobe.

An Lan unbuttoned the shirt at the neckline, leaned in, pinched He Qiyan's cheek, and looked carefully from top to bottom.

This sudden intimacy made He Qiyan stunned. He grabbed a hanging suit tightly and said in panic: "Mr. An, you..."

"Shut up! You're so old, you're still so naive."

He Qiyan couldn't stand people's mention of his age the most. He was three years older than An Lan, and when he argued with Meng Ran in the past, he was called menopausal.He was afraid that he was not young enough to be worthy of An Lan, and he was afraid from body to heart.

"I'm not old..." He Qiyan boldly protested.

An Lan didn't say much, and lightly pressed the index finger and middle finger of his right hand on his lips, and said softly, "Help me."

He Qiyan understood the meaning, and his cheeks turned red immediately. He opened his mouth, and slowly swallowed An Lan's two fingers. Saliva secreted from his mouth, and he moistened it slowly with his tongue.When An Lan pulled out his finger, a thread of saliva came out. He opened He Qiyan's legs even more, reached into his wet index finger, and pushed in bit by bit.

He Qiyan's body shrank back instinctively, but the cramped space in the closet made it impossible for him to retreat.An Lan added another middle finger in, and the scorching inner wall attracted his two fingers, swallowing in inch by inch.

An Lan pulled down her pants chain, pressed down her upper body, and folded it on He Qiyan's body, rubbing her awakened penis outside the lubricated acupuncture point.There was a "creak" and a groan from the whole wardrobe.

Under the double stimulation of internal high fever and external foreplay, He Qiyan's body became hotter and hotter, and his breathing became short of breath.His eyes were blurred, he couldn't see clearly, and he shouted in a low voice: "Boss An..."

An Lan's lips fell on his earlobe, and when she bit it, it hurt a little, as if she was blaming his ears for being too soft.He Qiyan's body finally completely relaxed, An Lan buried her head in the socket of his neck, pushed her hips forward, and then her penis pushed into the tight and hot tunnel below.

He Qiyan couldn't help but groaned, he didn't have much sexual experience, An Lan was the first man he got along with, his acupoints were tight and hot, and only An Lan's imprint was left on him from beginning to end .

As An Lan's offensive intensified, the suit held by He Qiyan was overwhelmed, and the hanger was rubbing back and forth against the clothes pole, making a creaking sound.In this room, everything was neat and orderly, but An Lan's arrival destroyed all of He Qiyan's inner order.

He Qiyan's back hit the wooden wardrobe, An Lan pushed him to the bottom, raised his legs, and thrust hard.The entire wardrobe began to vibrate violently, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.

He Qiyan's body tightened round after round, and then stretched out again and again, the pain was filled with dripping pleasure.An Lan pushed his buttocks, causing He Qiyan to grab the clothes-hanging pole above him, then looped his two legs around his waist, and continued to pump deeply deeply.

He Qiyan held the clothes pole tightly, half of his body was suspended in the air, and the mucus from the acupuncture point dripped wetly along An Lan's stem.

He Qiyan has met An Lan many times, and as long as An Lan has a need, he will never refuse.Police cars, gun storage, offices, even in the dormitory after An Qi was asleep... When An Lan wanted him, she never concealed her desire.

An Lan has had many dewy lovers, handsome police cadets, admirers who are obsessed with him, celebrity entertainers he met during security missions, and so on.

Don't say love when you go to bed, say goodbye when you're done.

He Qiyan never interfered with his private life, he only obeyed An Lan's instructions, sent him to his destination, waited quietly for him to vent his anger, and then drove him back to the Municipal Special Forces.

About four or five years ago, An Lan asked He Qiyan to drive him to pick up someone.The one who got into the car was an extremely beautiful boy. It was his first time riding in a police car, his eyebrows were beaming with excitement, and he fell into An Lan's arms directly in the back seat.

He Qiyan drove the police car to the river, and An Lan asked him to get out of the car to wait. The boy took advantage of the opportunity and sat on An Lan's lap. He couldn't wait to touch and rub An Lan, and was too intimate.

He Qiyan got out of the car silently and stood not far away, watching the police car vibrate constantly.Suddenly, there was another person beside him.That person's facial features are very similar to Qi Feng's, but his brows are more gentle and calm. He is Qi Feng's younger brother Qi Rui.

In the police car ahead, An Lan also saw Qi Rui through the glass in the back row.In an instant, all his impulses were annihilated, and the boy in the car was almost kicked out. He retrieved his clothes in embarrassment, put them on and walked away crying and cursing.

Then, An Lan also got out of the car.Qi Rui glanced at him, turned around and left with the fishing rod in hand.

An Lan rushed over quickly, hugged Qi Rui from behind, her voice almost choked up: "Xiao Rui! It's not what you think, I have no relationship with that person... I have no relationship with him at all!"

Qi Rui's eyes were also red, but he always turned his back to An Lan and didn't let him see anything: "I won't come here again in this riverside area, you can do what you want." Qi Rui said, She broke free from An Lan's hand and left alone.

An Lan looked at Qi Rui's back and squatted on the ground for a moment. He hugged his knees and was trembling.

This was the first time He Qiyan saw An Lan who lost his composure. He carefully placed his hands on An Lan's back and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

"Don't touch me, I'm dirty..."

These words pierced He Qiyan's heart like an arrow. He felt sorry for An Lan and didn't think he was dirty at all.On the contrary, in his eyes, An Lan was as holy as a god, but the god's wings were injured and fell into this dirty and complicated world.

He Qiyan is a medical student, and he hopes that he can heal An Lan's wings.

At this moment, He Qiyan was supported by An Lan's waist and hips, holding tightly to the clothes hanging pole above, and couldn't help panting.An Lan kneaded his hot body, her fingertips landed on a red nipple, and twisted it.

He Qiyan's body trembled violently, and he whispered, "Mr. An, don't! Don't do this..."

An Lan ignored him at all, and switched sides again, teasing the other erect nipple.Comforting the upper body, the lower body did not slack off either. An Lan inserted the whole penis into He Qiyan's body. After it was completely submerged, he retracted slightly, then suddenly slammed into it with force.

He Qiyan gasped, and could barely keep his hand holding the clothes-hanging pole, calling "Boss An" intermittently.

An Lan turned him over so that his back was facing her, and he knelt on the closet railing, exposing half of his buttocks.An Lan's hand hovered outside He Qiyan's wet Lulu acupuncture point, and he drove straight in again, attacking He Qiyan's body from behind, mixed with viscous body fluids, poking it in again and again with great pleasure.

"When I educate An Qi in the future, don't interrupt."

"Um……"

"She relied on you to spoil her, and now she dares to contradict me."

"Um……"

"Don't listen to Meng Ran's command anymore. He is the captain of the detachment, and you are the deputy commander. He should listen to you."

"Um……"

An Lan's swollen scrotum bumped against He Qiyan's acupuncture point with every push. He reached forward and held He Qiyan's erect penis, playing with it and asking, "Aside from saying yes, you can also Say something else?"

"But... Mr. An is right..."

He Qiyan was exhausted from being fucked, and his hands made watery palm prints on the inside of the wardrobe.He suddenly remembered Meng Ran's many warnings, and in order to encourage him to express his love to An Lan, Team Meng did not hesitate to share a personal experience.

Meng Ran seemed careless when he said this, and he told He Qiyan: "You should warn Boss An straightforwardly, and only allow him to fuck you in the future, and no one else is allowed to touch you! That's what I told Qi Rui at the beginning. of!"

He Qiyan was ashamed when he heard it. He didn't have the courage or the cheek to say such things to An Lan, but he strongly agreed with Meng Ran's opinion.

The closet creaked repeatedly.Finally, He Qiyan mustered up all his courage, turned to An Lan and said, "Can you...can you stop looking for others? Whatever they can give, I can give you everything."

"Meng Ran taught you again?" An Lan didn't stop moving, asking as she worked from behind.

He Qiyan nodded and shook his head: "This is what I want to tell you. If you want, I can accompany you every night..."

An Lan's lower body stopped slightly, and his hand slid onto the back of He Qiyan's neck, stroked it twice, then suddenly caught He Qiyan's neck, borrowed a little force, and pulled the bell out just now again. It was buried in He Qiyan's tunnel at once.

He Qiyan cried out. In the cramped closet, An Lan had sex with him wantonly. Their bodies collided, their body fluids were slippery, and they indulged in indulgence, out of control.He Qiyan was sore and limp from An Lan's penetration. He struggled to hold on, and his body temperature couldn't help but rise again.

Under another round of violent impact, He Qiyan suddenly shuddered, his body declared its limit, white semen shot out instantly, and splashed on a row of neat suits, as if the rules and circles in his past life had been completely wiped out. Painted and broken.

On An Lan's body, he got the most satisfying release. After the shot, he was top-heavy, and his whole body was light. Suddenly his eyes went dark, and he fell headlong into the closet.

When He Qiyan woke up, he was already lying on the double bed in the bedroom.An Lan cooked a pot of porridge with chopped green onion and lean meat, and brought it to his bed in person.He Qiyan looked at An Lan as if in a dream, took the bowl, but forgot to eat.

"You're not feeling well, can't you speak up?" An Lan's tone was reproachful.

"No, it's quite comfortable..."

He Qiyan blurted out a sentence, suddenly felt that the words were ambiguous, and his face became even redder.He took a sip of the porridge made by An Lan. The rice was raw, the lean meat had no meaty flavor, and the taste was too old, like chewing ham.An Lan probably didn't know how salty the salt was, so the white porridge was a veritable white porridge, bland and unpalatable.

"If it doesn't taste good, don't eat it." An Lan said.

He Qiyan shook his head quickly, stuffed a few spoonfuls into his mouth, and said vaguely: "No, no, it's... quite delicious."

Compared with Qi Rui in the past, He Qiyan's acting skills are very embarrassing.An Lan took back the bowl in his hand, called "Meng Meng", and called the little Shiba Inu over.

Meng Menggou happily rubbed over, and An Lan put the bowl to its mouth.The little Shiba Inu, who always only ate human rations, sniffed the bowl of porridge, and moved his little head away, showing no intention of eating it.An Lan understood immediately, and said with a wry smile, "You don't even eat dogs, but you're pretty good at it."

He Qiyan was very persistent, in order to show that he really didn't dislike the bowl of porridge, he snatched the bowl back and poured it down.An Lan let him alone and didn't say much.

There was a sudden heavy rain outside, but An Lan got up and wanted to leave, He Qiyan called him back: "It's raining so heavily, why don't you wait until the rain stops before leaving?"

An Lan looked back at him, and finally stopped in her tracks: "Sleep with you."

He Qiyan lay down obediently, and subconsciously moved in, freeing up half of the bed.An Lan walked back to the bed, crossed her legs, and sat down.He Qiyan wanted to say something again, but An Lan stopped him: "Close your eyes, don't talk, we can discuss everything tomorrow."

This time, He Qiyan obeyed obediently.An Lan turned off the light and stood by his side, flipping through the work report on the phone.

Meng Ran's email was written concisely, and the terms and conditions were handled properly.After coming to Shite for more than a year, he has grown rapidly, and gradually he can be independent.At the end of the email, Team Meng suddenly came up with a stroke of genius, revealing the attributes of enthusiasm at a glance.He said to An Lan, Master? (ˉεˉ?), you worked hard tonight, go to bed early, don’t be too tired~o(≧ω≦)o~

"Heh, this Shiba Inu..."

An Lan raised the corner of her lips, touched the Mengmeng dog at her feet, and called its name twice. The little Shiba Inu jumped up, circling around in joy, and chased after its tail.An Lan took a picture of the whole process, opened Meng Ran's profile picture on WeChat, clicked it, and sent it.

Within a few seconds, Meng Ran replied: You can't do this to me! ! (╬▔dish▔)convex

An Lan couldn't help laughing, He Qiyan didn't know what made An Lan smile, so he couldn't help but open his eyes and take a peek.An Lan didn't look at him, but she was sensitive to everything and reminded: "Are you still sleeping or not? Are you sick?"

He Qiyan was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes, not daring to open them again.Although An Lan's porridge was unpalatable, she was very full, and when she was full, she would feel sleepy. He Qiyan fell asleep unknowingly, and when he woke up in a daze, it was almost dawn.

Under the weak light, An Lan's silhouette was tall and slender. He propped his forehead with his hands, closed his eyes and meditated, like a strong pine planted on the side of the bed.An Lan's shoulders are particularly beautiful, broad and well-proportioned, like a work of art that has been calculated and proportioned with a carving knife.He Qiyan was a little fascinated, he raised his hand quietly, stroked along the outline of An Lan, and drew a most gentle and affectionate curve with his fingertips.