extradition officer

He took off all his clothes, and he instinctively told Jiang Jian that Kai Shen was looking at him, maybe it should be said to be staring.

The sight made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles, he tried his best to keep calm, turned around, and took a shower with his back to Silence.

The mobile nozzle was quickly taken by Shen Mo. He helped Jiang Jiankai wash his body, and then inserted his fingers into his body to get out the semen inside.

Jiang Jiankai's face flushed red, afraid that the other party couldn't help but do it again.

Fortunately, Shen Mo didn't do that. The movement of that hand was very gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting him. After washing his private parts, he washed his hair and body.

The warm water hit the two of them and then flowed to the ground. In the silence, only the sound of water was so clear. Jiang Jian opened his eyes and turned his back to the silence, enjoying his service. His heart beat as if losing frequency. He said that he would also help him wash it, but the words came to his lips, but he still didn't say it.

After taking a shower, Mo Mo took a bath towel and wrapped it around him, and brought another towel to wipe his hair.

The sound of the water was gone, and the surrounding was embarrassingly quiet. Jiang Jiankai said, "We have dirty their house and haven't cleaned it yet."

"I'll do that."

"Let's clean it up early, in case Qiangwei goes back immediately..."

"I won't go for now."

"why?"

Shen Mo snorted, as if wondering why he would ask such a question.

"What if you run away from home as soon as I walk away? I won't give you another chance to run away, just give up, Fang Tang."

Jiang Jian was tongue-tied, he never expected Shen Mo to think so.

"I won't, this is my home..."

"You ran last time too, didn't you? Do you think I'd be stupid enough to stumble in the same place?"

——But this time is different from the last time. Although it was a little forced at the beginning, it is not impossible if he really resists.

In the final analysis, he still wants to do with Shen Mo in his heart.

Jiang Jiankai would not even say these words to death, and said: "This time absolutely not, I am more likely to kill you than to run away from home."

The words were ignored, Mo Mo helped him finish drying his hair, then dried it, then picked him up by the waist and sent him to the bedroom.

"Hey, I can go by myself."

Continuing to be ignored, just a few steps away, it seems that there is no need to even resist. After so much tossing, Jiang Jiankai was tired, and he died down.

Lying on the bed, the mattress beside him was sunken, and Shen Mo also lay down next to him, probably because he was afraid that he would run away from home and watch him nearby.

Jiang Jiankai couldn't help but smiled wryly, and complained, "Instructor, you used to put work above everything else."

"Me too now."

"But I think you spend much more time around me every day than you do at work."

"Because I'm thinking about how to get revenge. This is my job. Extradition is a part-time job."

Mo Mo spoke of Kai's desertion in an upright manner. The longer Jiang Jiankai got along with him, the more his split personality became terminally ill.

However, he doesn't hate it, maybe he prefers the way the instructor is now.

The towel was pulled over and covered him, and Jiang Jiankai began to feel drowsy, with all the past in his mind, and asked, "Instructor, do you hate people who oppose you in everything?"

"Are you reading a brainless president's article? Except for the president, normal people would hate it, and what's worse is that he was killed by the hated person. Do you think I can swallow this breath?"

Shen Mo's tone was relaxed, and Jiang Jiankai didn't know how much of what he said was true. Suddenly, his shoulders felt cold, but it was Shen Mo's hand that was touching his wound.

After a long time, the tone became silent, and he said, "Sorry, I shouldn't have brought you into this."

This voice sounded a bit like the instructors in the past. Jiang Jiankai didn't know what he was referring to, and he was in a trance, and said casually, "It's okay, I owe you anyway."

Silently staring at the scar under Jiang Jiankai's shoulder, listening to his breathing gradually sinking, his eyes turned to his body again, turned around, and fell on his face.

He still remembered the time he saw Jiang Jiankai again. Jiang Jiankai was very decadent and surprisingly thin. The only thing that remained unchanged was his agility, which proved that he was not a useless person.

Now he is also very thin, and even worse, he is blind, but the sense of decadence has disappeared. Since the battle in the warehouse, Jiang Jiankai seems to have been reborn from the ashes, and he has come back to life again.

He raised Jiang Jiankai's hand.

There were many small scratches on the fingertips, and there were also large and small bruises on Jiang Jiankai's body, which were all caused by inconvenient eyes.

Although he has always been optimistic and quickly adapted to the blindness, it does not mean that he can handle everything with ease.

He once thought about finding a way to heal Jiang Jiankai's eyes, but he gave up after hesitation. Blindness may not be a bad thing for Jiang Jiankai. For many things, it is luckier not to see.

Looking at those scars, the silent eyes became deep.

Reaching out to brush Jiang Jiankai's hair, he whispered, "I'm selfish, Fang Tang, just take it as my revenge."

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Jiang Jiankai was awakened by a rustling sound.

He opened his eyes, and his first reaction was to pull out the dagger under the pillow.

Silence didn't seem to be there, the surroundings were pitch black, I don't know what time it was, and the towel on his body was dropped aside as he got up.

The rustling outside continued, Jiang Jiankai jumped out of bed, with a nightgown hanging on the hanger, he picked it up casually, and walked out with a dagger.

The sound came from around the coffee table. Jiang Jiankai was about to swing his dagger when he heard the sound, and there was a cry from the opposite side.

"It's me, it's me, don't throw the knife. Although I can't die, I don't want to be stabbed by the knife every day."

The man had a lot of stuff in his mouth, and the yelling was indistinct, but it could be heard that it was a human figure yelling. Jiang Jiankai put away the knife, fastened the belt of his nightgown, and said, "I thought you would never come again. came back."

"I think so too, but this thing hanging around my neck can not only be used for tracking, but if it runs out of the control area, it will keep strangling. I don't want to be strangled to death."

"So the first thing you did when you came back was to steal something from my house?"

"I was starving to death, so I ate the breakfast your lover prepared for you, and I also ate some things in the refrigerator by the way."

Jiang Jiankai was taken aback, he was not used to the term lover.

Isshiki misunderstood and said: "Can you imagine the life of a stray cat? I have been hungry all day, and I can eat more when I am in human form. If I can, I really want to eat the refrigerator... ..."

Interrupting his nagging, Jiang Jiankai said, "He is not my lover."

"Tsk tsk, you have a problem with your eyes, but my eyes are very good. I eat your dog food all day long. As a cat, it's easy for me!"

Isshiki's voice was mixed with the sound of chewing. Seeing him eating so eagerly, one wondered if he was a starving ghost... er, no, it should be said to be a starving ghost.