dark crossing

Under Chu Huainan's gaze, Shen Ting's already slightly flushed cheeks became even redder. He stood up and walked towards the cabinet with many glasses in the corner, and said softly, "Let me help you get a new one first."

Under the eyes of everyone, Shen Ting, who had drunk too much, was unsteady when holding the cup, and accidentally emptied the entire wall.

The bang of the ping bell stunned the servants, and the noisy people fell silent, only the sound of the hot pot soup boiling was left in the room.

"Sir, what should we do about this..." The servant who was usually responsible for dusting all kinds of collections was sweating from fear, "Be careful, don't step on broken glass."

Chu Huainan, who lost all his treasures overnight, didn't mind too much. He supported the young man who couldn't even stand firmly with both hands, and smiled tolerantly: "Forget it, let him fall. Well, it's just a few cups."

As the saying goes, "Once the sea was too difficult to be water, except Wushan is not a cloud".

A few months ago, even the people almost disappeared, and the shock of folding a few cups is no longer a shock to capitalists who have seen the "big scene".

Seeing that the owner of the cup was calm and breezy, everyone in the criminal investigation brigade was a little relieved.

But the servant in charge of maintaining the collection at home was completely speechless.

Just a few cups? ? ?That's not what you said when other guests came!

Chu Huainan's original words at the time were: It took me a long time to get these cups back, you all pay attention, don't touch them carelessly!If anyone breaks one, I will throw him into the Huangpu River to feed the fish.

Facing the mess everywhere, the servant bent down to check the statistics one by one, endured the angina and whispered: "Yes, but it's just an antique cup from Baccarat that costs tens of thousands of dollars. If you drop it, just drop it, don't feel bad, don't feel bad !"

tens of thousands?Pay back the dollars?

Wen Di, who was gnawing on the king crab legs, jumped over when he heard the words. The face that was pointed at with a gun without changing his expression was terrified. He pointed to Shen Ting in Chu Huainan's arms, and let out a horrifying chicken cry. Voice: "Did you know? The average salary of civil servants in Jianghu City is the highest in the country, but even with the normal salary of civil servants in the city, this guy can't afford the cup of this bala la Xiaomoxian after working for a year!"

Chu Huainan sat back on the sofa with a blushing face after drinking, covered his knees with a blanket, and then shrugged at Wendi with a smile: "Then you have to testify to me, this wall The cup was thrown by your team Shen, how many years will he be able to 'compensate' me?"

Pay off debts with labor! ?How many years have I been with you? !

What a labor law!What kind of companionship!Pan Xiaozhu, with his elbows out, was excited!With her head sticking out from behind Wendi, she nodded her head like a cat: "Our people's police don't take needles and threads from ordinary people! If you drop something, you must pay for it!"

Seeing that Pan Xiaozhu had quickly defected without even talking about the price, Wen Di couldn't help but gasped for Shen Ting who was sitting next to the capitalist.

In the spirit that we are all colleagues and should bear a little responsibility for Team Shen, he asked cautiously: "How many cups did our Team Shen drop in total?"

The servant just finished counting the losses, and replied with a twitching heart: "There are exactly thirty cups in a whole cabinet, two decanter bottles, and a bottle of Screaming Eagle from 92."

In addition to Balala Little Demon Fairy, there is actually a Screaming Eagle?Uh, what's a Screaming Eagle?

Wen Di, who didn't understand, asked silently, took out her mobile phone, and curiously looked up what the Screaming Eagle was in 92. When she saw the auction price in previous years, she was about to say "we are all responsible for persuading him to drink" The sound is automatically muted.

Just, just this bottle of wine!Dare to ask for hundreds of thousands of dollars?Where did the Price Bureau go?Why don't you know how to take care of it?

In the middle of the night, when I called the 12315 consumer complaint hotline at this time, it was certain that no one would answer it.

Wendi decided to resolutely implement the principle of "silence is golden". Their team Shen is a model of the police force, and he definitely doesn't want to see others pay for his mistakes!Yes!It must be so!

So, after a good celebration banquet, Shen Ting owed the capitalists a huge debt in a daze.

When saying goodbye, Pan Xiaozhu solemnly comforted him: "Captain Shen, don't worry, you have to believe that Brother Chu will definitely not ask for your interest. You can pay back the principal with peace of mind!"

A butt debt should be repaid with the ass.Pan Xiaozhu took a look at Shen Ting, who was sitting on the sofa very well-behaved. Due to his usual prestige, he finally failed to speak the truth.

After Chu Huainan arranged for these colleagues to be sent home one by one, he turned around and found that Shen Ting was still sitting there.The young man with broad shoulders and narrow waist hugged the pillow neatly in his arms. He had sunk into the sofa, but his back was still straight.

The table has been cleaned up, except for a cup of steaming milk.

Chu Huainan sat over and brought the milk to his lips.

This person has a special physique, after drinking wine, everything is red, not only the lip color is darker than usual, even the back of the hand holding the pillow is slightly pink.

"I don't like to drink this." Shen Ting said lightly.

Although he was drunk, he didn't have his tongue out like Chen Cong's. Now his words were still clear and organized, and his tone was soft.

Chu Huainan was taken aback: "Why?"

Shen Ting would drink a glass of milk before going to bed under his supervision every day, but before that, he had never heard that he didn't like it.

Shen Ting pushed the milk away, licked his lips and said, "Because it's not sweet enough."

Chu Huainan couldn't help laughing, and added some honey to the milk like feeding a cat: "It's sweet now."

Shen Ting took it in a daze, thanked him politely, and drank the whole glass of milk with a "gulp, gulp" in his hand.

Chu Huainan sat aside and watched him drink, feeling a tingling sense of satisfaction in his heart.No one has ever seen the steady and cold Inspector Shen have such a childish side.He is addicted to sweets, and he likes sweets to an unimaginable degree.Probably because it was soaked in a sugar jar, so this person tastes sweet.

The capitalist also liked his sweet taste, so he couldn't help leaning over and licking the corner of his mouth that was covered with milk froth.

Inspector Shen, who was taken advantage of, didn't know it yet, and looked shy again with his head down: "Chu Huainan."

"Ok?"

"Just now in front of so many people, I'm embarrassed to say it."

The capitalist tilted his head slightly in doubt, and the young man blushed and said, "You look very friendly."

Chu Huainan was taken aback for a moment, then he pursed his lips and moved closer. Didn't he just look good?

The male vixen breathed alcohol, and sprayed it on his sensitive neck provocatively: "Then do you want to try it yourself?"

It's no wonder that so many innocent scholars in Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio can't resist the vixen's spirit. Even Inspector Shen, who is emotionally nervous and thicker than a stick, is no match for the vixen.

The lips that were close were held softly, and the tongue slipped into the hot and humid mouth. The young man who hadn't learned how to kiss carefully licked his soft palate with the tip of his tongue.Chu Huainan's hand supporting his back suddenly pushed him down on the sofa with some strength, biting his neck rebelliously.

The larynx exposed by the raised head was fragile and sensitive. When it was knocked by the capitalist's teeth, Shen Ting, who was so drunk that he was limp, couldn't help but let out a "huh", but he didn't resist. He stretched out his arms around his neck and took the upper breath The capitalist, who was obviously thicker, pulled a little closer to himself.

For some reason, a sentence suddenly sounded in his mind, which seemed to be excerpted from some book when he was very young-everything in this world cannot be seen with the eyes alone, and important things must always be seen with the heart .

Shen Ting didn't take it seriously, how could he not see it?Chu Huainan's handsome face was deeply imprinted in his eyes, all the curves on his face were smooth, and his eyes were very difficult to deal with. Shen Ting looked at him, and the word "deep feet in mud" suddenly came to mind.

But he was willing to fall into the sweet quagmire in front of him.

The capitalist is a very gentleman, he still remembered to ask him "Do you want it?" while holding his hip, Shen Ting's face was so hot that he was about to bleed, he suddenly became angry with embarrassment at the other party's inappropriate gentleman's attitude, and curled up his two long legs , knocked his heel against Chu Huainan's waist, "No!"

At this moment, Chu Huainan, the male fox spirit of an upright man, suddenly got into trouble, and the strength of holding Shen Ting's shoulders suddenly became stronger, his beautiful peach eyes slightly curved, and there was a smile on his face.On the lips, there is a very overbearing sentence that cannot tolerate resistance: "If you don't want it, you have to have it."

Shen Ting was pushed down by him and sank into the sofa, unable to breathe for a long time.

The bogus democratic capitalist leaned over to kiss his lips again, and this hateful and vicious male vixen seemed to want to take the fairy breath out of him himself, prying his lips open with his tongue while he was in danger.

Shen Ting frowned, trying to bite the tip of his tongue, but he nimbly dodged it.

The capitalist kissed his frowning brow and sighed, "You will kill me one day."

Shen Ting's face was flushed red from the wear, and she raised her eyes to stare at him unwillingly.

Is there a mistake?Who is the male vixen! ?Go and read the drama by yourself, there are only scholars in this world who have been sucked out of their energy by goblins, and how can there be foxes killed by scholars!

Actually, there are.

In the novels and dramas, how many profound spirits, how many mighty heroes, are they all lost to the soft word "love"?

There are countless words in the world, but it is both poisonous and sweet.

The scholar raised his clean eyebrows and said with a smile, "I don't like to see blood on your hands." Just this one sentence is better than thousands of Bodhisattva's mottos.

Shen Ting gasped in a low voice, Chu Huainan was afraid that he would catch a cold and turn up the temperature of the air conditioner too high, he was so hot that he was about to melt on the sofa, his fingers randomly grabbed the shoulders of the person in front of him, and he was forced to lose his breath in the violent turbulence He syncs.

The high pitch that overflowed from the depths of his throat was firmly sealed, and he vaguely called out the fierce intruder's name: "Chu Huainan..."

"Huh?" The invader, who was warmly welcomed, couldn't hold back, the hair on his forehead was drenched with sweat, he let go of his lips, pressed his forehead against his, and asked with an unsteady smile: " anything else?"

The body is like an open clam shell, taking whatever it wants and eating it inside and out, with trembling arms wrapped around the conqueror's shoulders, tightly refusing to let go.

Shen Ting opened his mouth, but couldn't make any more sounds, his eyes were filled with thin tears, he arched his back unconsciously, letting the sharp pleasure surge, and before his reason could break free, he fell into a deeper sea of ​​desire .