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The two pushed the cart and put the returned books back in their original places.

Mo Mo didn't know where the books were placed. He was responsible for reading the book numbers, and Jiang Jiankai classified them according to the numbers, and then pushed them to the bookshelves one by one and put them away.

The two of them worked together in a division of labor, but they also cooperated tacitly, except for some unnecessary physical contact during the process of putting the book.

Jiang Jiankai felt that the other party did it on purpose. Shen Mo always stood behind him and adjusted the books on the bookshelves. The distance between the two rows of bookshelves was not wide. behind.

Mo Mo didn't do any excessive movements, but this posture is too ambiguous. Don't forget that he just had a similar erotic dream in the morning, it's hard to not want to be crooked.

"The books are all sorted, and you can do the rest alone."

Finally unable to bear it anymore, Jiang Jiankai divided the rest of the books hastily and prepared to leave.

Shen Mo pulled him back, and pushed the cart forward, blocking his way.

"I still have a lot to understand, Fang Tang, as a teacher, you have to be patient. I used to be full of love when I taught you students."

——Haha, throw each of them over your shoulder one by one with love, right?

Recalling the various abuses on the training ground, Jiang Jiankai felt pain all over his body.

He sneered, "Is it intentional to keep silent?"

"What intention?"

"It's deliberately amusing me. For you, these tasks are obviously things that you can understand at a glance."

"I can understand it at a glance, but I just want you to accompany me to do it together. You said it. You owe me this, except for forcing you..."

Shen Mo looked at Jiang Jiankai's face, and then saw him from the face, the person wearing a work apron looked different to him, and then looked at the belted waist, Shen Mo swallowed.

Say, "I can do anything but force your body."

Jiang Jiankai lost his temper, picked up the book on the cart, and continued with the work just now.

"You tell me the number, I will put it myself."

"Yes, instructor." Mo Mo said honestly, just like when he was training for the first time.

The roles were reversed, Jiang Jiankai was a little funny, and felt novel about him like this.

He put the book back, and said silently behind him: "I ate breakfast, your cooking skills are good, and the fried eggs are very ripe."

"It's easy, just fry for a few more minutes."

"Then next time I want medium-rare, and my favorite is medium-rare."

"You can fry it yourself."

"If I have done everything, how can it be called revenge?"

"This is your revenge!?"

Using fried eggs to carry out a revenge plan?

Jiang Jian slipped his hand, and the book he raised in the air almost fell on Shen Mo's head.

Silence was full of distress and said, "Maybe I'm too kind. I can't think of a better way of revenge than forcing your body."

"You can kill me." Jiang Jiankai caught the falling book in time and put it on the shelf.

"I've thought about it too, but now I'm a civil servant in the underworld, so I can't break the law knowingly, or else, Fang Tang, why don't you commit suicide? Our grievances will be wiped out."

"Oh, I would never do that in my life."

Jiang Jiankai took the book and went to the other side. Listening to Shen Mo, he was still standing there muttering. He thought he was not cooperating, so he sighed.

I don't know whether it was because of the death of the person that the personality changed drastically, or because of being betrayed, Jiang Jiankai always felt that the instructor in his mind was getting farther and farther away from him.

"Fang Tang..." Shen Mo suddenly called him from the opposite side, "You have someone you like, right?"

"what!"

Jiang Jiankai was unprepared, hit the bookshelf with his hand, and several books fell down one after another.

The expected pain did not come, and Jiang Jiankai heard the slap of the bullet, which meant that Silence had used time to stand still.

Shen Mo ran over, took away the book hanging above Jiang Jian's head, and put it back on the shelf.

Listening to him arranging the books, Jiang Jiankai couldn't help but ask, "You've been using spiritual arts, won't it cause harm to your body?"

"Are you worried about me?"

There was a bit of a smile in his voice, and Jiang Jiankai also felt that his worries were ridiculous.

"No, you wouldn't do something stupid like that."

"You haven't answered my question just now, who do you like?"

"What do you want to do?"

"If there is, it's easy to deal with. Find someone to kill him and make you suffer. Is this the best revenge?"

Jiang Jian rubbed his forehead. He didn't even know what Shen Mo was planning. Normal people would not reveal their means of revenge.

He looked up at Shen Mo, although he couldn't see anything, but his intuition told him that Mo Mo was watching him, and the hot gaze gave him the illusion of being liked.

The atrium was beating, and finally couldn't hold back, and blurted out.

"I like you, instructor."

The space suddenly became silent, so quiet that Jiang Jiankai wondered if the silence took time to stand still again.

He thought to himself—what was he talking about?The instructor wouldn't believe it. If he really liked him, why would he shoot him?

Jiang Jiankai didn't speak, and kept silent. Looking at him, Jiang Jiankai's expression was too calm, which prevented him from touching the other party's true thoughts. Jiang Jian opened his lips and moved, as if he wanted to say something, he hurriedly spoke first.

"I see, Fang Tang is too black-bellied!"

"what?"

"Because you said you like me, I can't kill myself, right? You set up a trick for me to exploit. You're just a scheming boy."

"..."

The courage he mustered was completely beaten back to his original form, but Jiang Jiankai heaved a sigh of relief, thinking about the hasty confession just now, he felt too ashamed.

He pretended to be relaxed and said, "It's because you are smart, the instructor, but you can't complete your revenge plan because he is dead."

"A member of the team?"

"Dating is forbidden in the team. As an instructor, you should know best."

"Because it's your instructor, I'm sure, let me think about it..."

Mo Mo turned around twice, then stared at Jiang Jiankai's shoulder suddenly, and asked, "Is that the one you desperately want to protect?"

A hand reached out and touched Jiang Jiankai's shoulder, where there was a scar left by the bullet.

Mo Mo stroked the scar through his clothes, Jiang Jiankai felt numb, and hurriedly pushed that hand away.

"Of course not, that time was an accident. I didn't want to watch my teammates get into trouble, so I acted impulsively... Later, because of this, I was warned by my superiors, saying that I was too emotional and not suitable for participating in team actions... You also got me out of the team because of that incident." Eliminated in the last operation."

Silence's expression changed and he didn't speak.

Jiang Jiankai didn't know what he really thought, and said: "On the first day of our training, the instructor said that our goal is to complete the task. As long as the goal is achieved, no matter how many sacrifices are made. In the end, I finally did it. Here we go, though I don't know if it's right or wrong to sacrifice everyone's life for a mission."

After a long silence, he said silently, "Many times there is nothing right or wrong about things. In the final analysis, we are just a tool for execution."

The silent voice was unusually cold, only at this moment did Jiang Jiankai feel that he was the instructor in his memory.

The corners of his lips became hot, Shen Mo actually leaned forward and kissed him lightly.

Jiang Jian was taken aback, and instinctively stretched out his hand to push him away, but his hands were held down instead, silently pressing him on the bookshelf, and continuing the kiss.

Reason told Jiang Jiankai that he should refuse, but when the strong hormonal breath of men came, his mind went blank, and he subconsciously responded to the past.

The tip of the tongue was rolled up and licked, and the taste buds were rubbed greasy from time to time, with a numb pain, Jiang Jiankai was not to be outdone, and licked his silent tongue.

Silence seemed to have eaten mint candy. With the hot kiss, the light mint fragrance filled Jiang Jian's mouth, and he became drunk.

The hair was grabbed and stroked gently, and silent fingers passed through his hair, like the feeling of the owner teasing a pet.

Jiang Jiankai found that he didn't hate being touched like this, his impulsive enthusiasm overwhelmed his worries, he forgot that this was a public place, and that the magic of time stillness had been eliminated.

Immersed in the passionate kiss, there is only one thing that has been lingering in his mind——

Why when I like you, you don't like me; when I want to give up, you come to provoke me again?