extradition officer

On the soft and spacious bed, two naked bodies were tightly entangled.

Lying on his back on the bed was a young and flexible body. With the caress of the man, his skin was light pink, and his slender legs were sometimes bent and sometimes straightened. The sheets became messy under the strenuous exercise. The folds are like rising water waves, carrying the intertwined bodies.

"Relax, relax, I bite too hard, it's hard to satisfy you..."

A whisper came from Jiang Jiankai's ear, and the man bit his earlobe, teasing maliciously.

He moaned, and then the moan was covered by a thick palm, and his fingers were inserted into his mouth, as if seeking his lick.

He didn't know what kind of state of mind he was in, so he did so, and changed his body position during the thrusting. He lay on the bed, and the man hugged him from behind, continuing the same caressing.

Accepting the huge penis in his body, feeling its roughness and strength, Jiang Jian's belly was filled with heat waves, he was confused, enjoying the supreme pleasure, holding his penis and rubbing it, suddenly a Shocked, a big wave of liquid rushed out, overflowing the palm.

"what……"

Jiang Jian developed a satisfied sigh and opened his eyes.

The surroundings were silent and dark, only the sound of his own heavy panting, and his crotch was wet, and he hurriedly sat up.

The mattress sank with his movements, and he was the only one on the bed, with his hands stretched down to his lower body, and the sticky semen wet his palms.

He's passed out.

Jiang Jiankai let out a groan and fell back on the bed. He was a big man, but he actually had that kind of erotic dream, really...

A scene of passion flashed before his eyes, Jiang Jiankai's cheeks were flushed, he quickly wiped his palms with a tissue, and then took his mobile phone, the voice announced the time at [-]:[-].

It was all caused by silence, if he hadn't completely ignored his own thoughts and forced himself in, he wouldn't have such absurd dreams.

Jiang Jiankai jumped out of bed, thinking angrily while taking off his soiled pajamas.

But without a doubt, if he didn't have any thoughts in his heart and wouldn't have erotic dreams, he still liked that person.

It has been a week since Jiang Jiankai killed the undead.

After a week of running-in, he went from blind and helpless to acceptance, and he also got used to the dark environment.

Looking optimistically, his other senses have become extremely sensitive, and he still has the hope of seeing the light again, so compared to others, he is already very lucky.

Shen Mo officially moved into his house on the night of visiting him. He seems to be very busy these days, always leaving early and returning late.

He didn't say anything about work, and Jiang Jiankai didn't ask, and the two maintained the relationship between the landlord and the tenant.

Jiang Jiankai took out a change of clothes and listened attentively.

There was no sound outside the bedroom. According to the pattern of activities in the past two days, Jiang Jiankai guessed that he hadn't come back after going out.

Taking advantage of his absence, Jiang Jiankai took his clothes and ran to the bathroom, took a shower casually, and threw the semen-stained underwear and pajamas into the washing machine.

As soon as he put in the washing powder and turned it, he heard the sound of bullets hitting the ground not far away. Experience told him that silence had returned.

"So early?" came the accost from behind.

Jiang Jian hummed, and put a towel on his head - he came out too quickly, and his hair was not dry yet.

Silently walked over, Jiang Jiankai was afraid that he would notice something was wrong, so he wiped his hair and went to the kitchen on purpose.

Shen Mo asked again: "Don't you always take a shower at night? Why did you take a shower this morning?"

Jiang Jiankai rolled his eyes where he couldn't see it—as the instructor who trained them, it's not easy to hide everything from silence.

He pretended to be indifferent and said, "Oh, I'm going to work today and I want to get groomed."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a beeping sound behind him, and Shen Mo pressed the pause button, followed by the clicking sound of the washing machine door opening.

Jiang Jian was in a hurry, ran over and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Laundry, my clothes just happen to be washed too, let's go together."

Next, Jiang Jiankai heard the rustling sound of undressing, he was about to throw the clothes into the drum, he reached out to grab them, but what he touched was smooth skin, he didn't know where it was, he just felt that the touch was very good.

"This is my chest." The other party told me kindly.

"You didn't take off your clothes, did you?"

Silence leaned in front of him.

"I understand, Fang Tang, you are looking for an excuse to touch me, right? Go ahead and touch me, as long as you take the initiative and I don't do anything, it's not a violation of the agreement."

I just experienced a passion, er, although it was a dream, but Jiang Jiankai still had a little fantasy.

It's a pity that silence's words extinguished his thoughts, and there was a beep, and the washing machine started rolling again.

Jiang Jian drove to the kitchen, listening to Shen Mo followed closely behind, inexplicably, a very Q violent dog waving in front of his eyes, he said: "You should at least go and put on some clothes first."

"You can't see it again."

Silence is the truth. Although at the beginning he said that the damage of the undead was temporary and would recover within a week at most, but now a week has passed, and Jiang Jiankai's eyes show no sign of improvement at all.

After Shen Mo finished speaking, he probably felt that what he said was too much, so he continued.

"Don't worry, I'm here, let me be your blind staff from now on, and do whatever you want."

"No, now I'm glad I can't see anything."

In Jiang Jiankai's memory, Silence has always been a cold, impersonal executive machine. If it was changed to a few years ago, he could hardly imagine that the instructor he admired would walk around naked around him. Probably this is the so-called distance. Beautiful.

It's just... now this kind of beauty doesn't seem to be bad.

Jiang Jiankai took out the freshly baked bread, imagining his naked body, accidentally touched the hot tray with his fingers, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

Fortunately, Shen Mo went to the bedroom and didn't pay attention to his reaction. He said, "Bake me one too, and there are fried eggs. I like hard-boiled ones...I'm going to sleep first, I'm so sleepy."

"Aren't you the god of death? Why do you still eat and sleep?"

"I have the same question as you, Fang Tang, but it's not written in the executive officer's rules."

"You can ask the old employees, your seniors or something."

"That's so embarrassing, I understand, Fang Tang, you want to see me embarrassing, right? Don't worry, I will never give you this chance."

After being together for a week, Jiang Jiankai's reaction to the miraculous way of thinking of silence ranged from stunned to numb.

Whatever it is, anyway, his greatest skill is that he can successfully focus on the wrong point every time.

Jiang Jiankai didn't quarrel with him anymore, he was so sorry for his brain cells, shrugged, and took out the eggs from the refrigerator.

After thinking about it, I took another one—since I want to fry an omelette, let me cook one for myself by the way.

How did it become like this, he sighed in his heart while frying the eggs, he promised revenge, why did he become cohabitation inexplicably?

At ten to nine, Jiang Jiankai came to the library.

It's rare that all three colleagues are here today. Sister Peng didn't know that she had been wandering around the edge of death, and she pulled Jiang Jian to ask questions, and asked him what happened to the eye surgery.

Jiang Jiankai found an excuse that he had to have surgery due to the bacterial infection caused by wearing contact lenses for a long time.

He also said that he is not fully recovered yet, he needs to use software to scan and organize books, so it will take a lot of time to do things, please bear with me.

Colleagues did not doubt it, Director Lu said: "It's okay, we have hourly workers to help, just take your time."

"Hourly worker?"

The conversation was interrupted by Sister Peng, who said: "Oh, don't wear invisibility in the future, it's useless for anything but looking good. By the way, what do you think of the girl I introduced to you last time? She is quite interested in you." , let’s meet up sometime.”

Not long ago, he had just experienced a life-and-death struggle. To be honest, Jiang Jiankai had a psychological shadow on the blind date.

He always felt that there was a ghost hidden behind the blind date, so he found an excuse to do something and ran away.

But Sister Peng refused to let him go, Jiang Jian drove the cart to the bookshelf, she followed closely, and started chatting about blind dates again.

Facing her enthusiasm, Jiang Jiankai was half amused and half helpless, and was responding without saying a word, when footsteps came from the opposite side.

A familiar aroma came, and then his arm was grabbed by a hand.

It was the fragrance of Qiangwei's favorite lotion. Unexpectedly, she would appear, Jiang Jiankai was startled, and heard her say, "I'm looking for a book, please do me a favor."

After she finished speaking, she pulled Jiang Jian away and ran away. Sister Peng shouted anxiously from behind: "Slow down, Xiao Jiang's eyes are not very good..."

By the time she finished speaking, Qiangwei had already dragged Jiang Jian away.