Bandit [strong]

Shao Jun yelled "Aww", frightened and angry, he wiped it with both hands, and his fingers were quickly stuck.

Luo Qiang shouted: "Don't wipe it, don't move! Is it hot? Burned?"

Luckily, the glue wasn't very hot, just frighteningly hot from the skin.

Shao Jun didn't wear a hat in the room, and the hot and sticky thing quickly glued a clump of flowing and stylish hair on his head that was picked up with hairspray into a bird's nest.

Tan Long had already been smashed to the ground by two guards with batons, and squatted in the corner with his head in his arms. He squatted in the corner and stared wide-eyed, excitedly watching his victory.

Shao Jun's fingers were glued to the point that he couldn't open it, and he pointed at Tan Long angrily: "3213, wait, wait for you to be locked up!!!!"

Tan Long's two eyeballs burst into red threads, looking excitedly at Shao Jun's distressed appearance, his expression was like that of a bloodthirsty beast smelling blood, his nostrils flapped in enjoyment, he was eager to try, and his desire was still unfinished.The man glared at Luo Qiang again, showing a provocative look.

Luo Qiang narrowed his eyes and stared at Tan Long, his eyes were like two ice skates, he didn't speak, but his eyes said everything he wanted to say.

Tan Long let the guard take two sticks, hugged his head and shrank, and suddenly shouted: "Luo Er Er, if it weren't for you, I, I wouldn't have come in at all! You bastard, a dog, a son of a bitch, you did it on purpose." Make me go to jail! Look at me, Grandpa, I can't kill you!!!!"

With the glue bird's nest on his head, Shao Jun rushed to the water room as if he couldn't wait to see his eyebrows.

"Fuck his uncle...I'll fuck his grandma..."

"How do you wash off this glue? What the hell do you wash this thing with?!"

Luo Qiang stopped the man lightly, and said in a low voice, "Don't move around, you don't know how to wash this...I'll wash it for you later."

But that afternoon, before work was over, Luo Qiang couldn't leave, so he could only sit back in his seat.He was not in the mood to work either, and looked down at his hands, between the glued fingers, sitting in a daze.

Shao Jun plunged into the water room and didn't come out, he was going crazy.

The superglue covered his eyebrows.He rubbed his face fiercely, almost peeling off a layer of skin, his handsome face looked like a white plastic mask.

A lot of colleagues came in and out, and everyone couldn't help but comment when they saw it.

"Tsk tsk, master, your appearance is a bit like the one in "Twilight", that is, the one with a very white face, who looks like a dummy and plays a handsome guy!..."

"Oh, I used to have a handsome face, but this is absolutely disfigured, disfigured!..."

"Xiao Shao, you should go to the hospital quickly, it's impossible to wash this thing with soapy water!"

Shao Jun didn't even eat dinner, he didn't care about it at all, and he couldn't see anyone with his dignity.He moved a stool to sit in the water room, squatted on the stool like a monkey, and plunged into the sink.

A colleague came in and said, "Xiao Shao, I brought Luo Qiang from your team, and he said he can help you wash your head."

Shao Jun squinted his eyes in pain, squinted at Luo Qiang, and said angrily, "Don't use him!"

Luo Qiang interjected, "Officer Shao, you don't know how to handle that thing, I know how to wash it."

Shao Jun didn't want Luo Qiang to see him making a joke, so embarrassed, he waved at this person irritably.

Luo Qiang looked at the man helplessly, like a child who would rather die than lose his temper, and said: "Officer Shao, you can't wash it off with alkaline water. I have done this work before, but you have never done it. I know how to clean it up." , I will help you."

Shao Jun had no choice but to follow.He really has no experience himself, and he has never used such industrial things.

Luo Qiang brought a plastic washbasin, fetched a basin of warm water, mixed a few things into the water, white vinegar from the kitchen, and the bagged liquor sold outside.

Shao Jun snorted in a low voice: "Do you dare to hide liquor?"

Luo Qiang squinted: "Do you use glue that can be washed?"

Shao Jun pouted and fell silent.

"Sit down, don't squat, your legs are numb..."

Luo Qiang said in a low voice, strangled Shao Jun's waist from behind, carried him off the stool, and sat down.

Still not reconciled, Shao Jun stretched out his nose and smelled it: "What is it? It smells like industrial banana water!"

Luo Qiang said: "There is also rosin oil, which is used to glue glass in the factory, and it can remove glue."

Luo Qiang wiped Shao Jun's face with a sponge until he reached his eyebrows, carefully removing the messy glue on his eyebrows, and then wiped his eyelashes.

Luo Qiang's hands are big and his fingers are thick. It's obviously inconvenient to do this kind of delicate work. He can't wait to lift them up, stick them to his face, and stroke Shao Jun's eyelashes one by one.

The two of them were facing each other, their noses were almost rubbing against each other, and the pupils of their pupils reflected the other's face staring intently...

Shao Jun rolled his eyes, and suddenly said: "I thought you couldn't wash it clean, you know how to wash glue, and your hands are so dirty, why don't you wash it yourself?"

Luo Qiang bent over, worked meticulously, and said indifferently: "My hands are thick, and I am used to rough work, so it gets dirty when it gets dirty. Your face is so precious."

Shao Jun: "..."

Shao Jun snorted through his nose: "I took off my eyelashes...Do you hate it..."

Luo Qiang raised his eyebrows and looked: "Then my hands should be lighter?"

Shao Jun curled his lips, a smile slowly emerged from the corner of his mouth, bit his teeth and bit his lip, his heart suddenly softened, and his mood dripped with beautiful colors like the sunset outside the window.

Shao Jun murmured to himself, smugly: "Hmm...you really care about me, don't you really like me?"

Luo Qiang laughed out of his throat, it was no use, he hummed: "I can't see your face anyway, it's for me to see, if you become ugly, your face is covered with glue and wrinkled like a seventy-year-old uncle, you will suffer a lot it's me."

Shao Jun rolled his eyes: "Dare to dislike me? How dare you!"

"Small..."

Luo Qiang glanced at the man with a sneer, and saw that San Mantou was acting coquettish on purpose just now, but he actually gave in to him, and was embarrassed by the fact that he disliked his dirty hands before.

Luo Qiang cleaned up Mr. Shao's handsome face, and the next thing was hair.

Shao Jun pouted, his whole head was soaking in the water basin, Luo Qiang put his two big hands into his hair, and rubbed it for him leisurely.

There are always people coming and going in the water room, cleaning the rice bowl, washing hands and so on. Everyone can see that Luo's second child is helping Police Officer Shao to clean his hair, so it is impossible for the two of them to be overly intimate.Luo Qiang stood there with a cold face, without any obvious expression.

The movements of the two arms are basically similar to kneading dough, using a head in the basin as a big lump of dough.

All the emotions and desires buried in the bottom of my heart are stored on those ten fingers, touching every crevice and ridge of Shao Jun's skull, slowly massaging along the hairline, touching behind the ears, neck...

Shao Jun's back rose and fell, and he suddenly moved his shoulders, as if trying to escape his head from Luo Qiang's grasp, fidgeting restlessly.

"Don't move." Luo Qiang said hoarsely.

"Don't rub me like that..." Shao Jun's voice was panting.

"Then why should I knead?" Luo Qiang asked in a rough voice.

"..."

Shao Jun stretched out his hand, grasped Luo Qiang's inner thigh, which was strong and firm, and kneaded it heavily. Just this one squeeze made Luo Qiang let out a muffled "hmm" in his throat.

Shao Jun said in a muffled voice, "Can you bear it if I rub you like this?"

……

The management of the new prison area is strict, and both of them are newcomers, and they haven't had time to open up a new battlefield.

It's been more than half a month, and I can't find a chance to make out. My hands are really itchy, my heart is burning, my whole body is tired, and I long for the other party.Every time they look at each other from a distance, they can turn into water.

This kind of mood is very strange, it is completely different from when the two of them did not hook up before, Luo Qiang thinks of a big white and tender steamed bun every night under the quilt, the corners of his mouth are curved, he can't hide the pride, and he is not happy. Urgent, not dry, especially comfortable.

Even if this person, it may never be possible for him to hold, hold, and sleep in the same bed in this life, but thinking of this person's existence, Luo Qiang's heart is bright, tired and crooked...

Luo Er Er had never been so attached to others before.He has only washed the hair of one person before, and that is his baby San'er.

Xiao San'er was still young at that time, in the courtyard, it was his second brother who bathed, washed his hair, and washed his little butt when he was young.

In the summer in the yard, Luo Qiang filled the big red plastic bathtub at home with warm water, threw Luo Xiaozhan into it, and soaked it to cool off.Xiao San'er likes to play with water, holding a plastic duck toy, slapping it in the basin, slapping his brother's face with a palm, making his face full of foam...

Luo Qiang put on a serious face, squinted his eyes and threatened: "Don't make trouble, make trouble again?"

Luo Xiaosan'er was not afraid, and kicked up from the bathtub. He was born with martial arts in his mother's womb. With a move of Yanshan Wuying kick, his chubby feet hit his brother's face.

Luo Qiang looked down at the bath water, glaring at Xiao San'er, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, the little kid is really smart, he is not afraid of the sky and the earth, how dare he kick me?

Luo Qiang was playing around, bullying Xiao San'er with the duckling, chasing and biting the undeveloped soft thing hanging between Luo Xiaosan'er's legs in the water.

"Duckling swam over, swam over! Cannonballs are fired at you!"

"Boom—I'm hitting you!!!"

Luo Xiaosan'er squeaked, held back, giggled and rolled.Every time the two brothers take a bath, they toss the water in the basin to clean up, not a single drop is left...

When the brothers met again after a few years, the little boy had grown into a young man, and Luo's second son never bathed his brother, but his brother did.

Luo Zhan came back from the outside, but couldn't find his brother, so he probed into the bathroom: "Brother."

Luo Qiang leaned his neck back and soaked in the bathtub. A deep wound opened on one arm, which was a gap cut by a three-edged knife. There were mottled blood and water stains on the floor.

Luo Zhan frowned and said, "Brother, can you stand up like this, and I'll send you to the hospital?"

With a cigarette in his mouth, Luo Qiang waved his finger: No need.

Luo Zhan: "...don't touch the water, I'll wash it for you."

Luo Qiang reached down quickly with the other hand, and quietly stuffed a pistol with a barrel still warm under the bathtub, not wanting Xiao San'er to see it.

Luo Zhan applied medicine to his brother, bandaged the wound briefly, then sat on a small bench and washed his brother's hair...

"Can't you move your arms? Shall I rub your body?"

Luo Zhan is teasing nonsense, he is poor.

"You are dismissed."

Luo Qiang winked and pointed to the door.

Everyone is afraid of Luo's second child, only Luo Zhan has never been afraid of his brother, and he dares to make troubles in front of his brother.

Luo Zhan made a cheap move, and pinched his hand underwater, but he didn't know which piece of meat to pinch.

"Little bastard still dare to recruit me?"

Luo Qiang cursed in a low voice, with no expression on his face, the injured arm grabbed Luo Zhan's ankle violently, bought the bottom, and kicked it hard!

The pink shirt and smoke-colored trousers that Boss Xiao Luo was wearing that day were well-dressed, but the soles of his feet couldn't hold up, and there was a loud bang, and he slapped them sideways.

Luo Zhan fell into the bathtub with his clothes on, and fell firmly on top of his brother. A black dragon and a yellow dragon toppled the river and sea at the bottom of the water, and the water sprayed all over the place, splashing to the ceiling...

"Fuck!..."

"Aww! Ah—"

"I'm so wet! Brother, these new clothes I bought are expensive!!!"

……

Luo Qiang got up from the bathtub, didn't even bother to wipe it, walked out with a cigarette in his mouth, naked, with a strong back and buttocks, and blood was still stained under the gauze, leaving a trail of water and the bathtub behind him. Soaked in Luo Zhan who kept howling and hysterical...

"What are you thinking? Are you done?"

Shao Jun poked Luo Qiang with his foot.

Luo Qiang's eyes were dark, looking at people, his heart felt hot in his throat, his eye sockets were burning hot, but he didn't know how to express it to the person in front of him.The tenderness that he hadn't tasted for so many years, he thought that there would be no more, that he would never have it in his whole life, made his bones itchy and crooked.

He picked up the big towel, and suddenly covered Shao Jun, wrapped his hair and face in his arms, and rubbed fiercely...

"You, uh!..."

Shao Jun's eyes went numb, he couldn't breathe at all, he hummed and struggled, and then his head was pulled back by the people behind him.

Suddenly, a white light flashed before his eyes, and a slightly dry lip with rough stubble on the edge fell on his forehead.

Luo Qiang just took advantage of the fact that there was no one around, and quickly and lightly pressed it, then immediately got away, picked up the water basin, turned around and walked out of the water room.

Behind him was Shao Xiaosan who hadn't recovered from the pain, with a big towel wrapped around his head, like a Persian man, sitting dumbfounded, staring at Luo Qiang's back that quickly disappeared from sight, feeling as if he was trapped in countless lines. Tentacle scratching, teasing...

That night, when he was on night shift, Mr. Shao was in the monitoring room with two minds, a small mirror on the table, and he was still unwillingly stroking his almost ruined hair.

The industrial pine perfume tossed his skin allergies, and his face was covered with red rashes.

The skin on our third grandpa's face is so tender and delicate, who is as rough and thick as Luo's second son, how can he stand alcoholic banana water and the like?

He took two cucumbers from the kitchen, cut them into very thin cucumber slices, faced the mirror in the monitoring room, and applied small cucumber slices on his face...

Shao Jun is still flirtatious and beautiful in essence, he is very concerned about his appearance and figure, he usually buys skin care products, clothes, and goes to the gym.

What's more, the third master now has someone in his heart and someone he likes. If this handsome face is really ugly, it will definitely be a devastating blow to a man's personality, self-esteem, self-confidence, and morale.

He managed to hold on for a few days, but still reluctantly shaved off the sticky hair on his head. Luo Qiang washed him carefully, but after all, he couldn't restore it to its original shape.

So on this day, all the prisoners in the first group looked out from the small window of the cell, and all they saw was Mr. Shao in uniform, with a belt on, and the police cap pulled down on purpose.Under that hat...it's a prisoner's head with bald hairstyle, not to mention how wronged it is!