in-depth science

In the midsummer afternoon, the leaves of the trees in the yard are all drooping on the branches, and there are few people on the road, only the cicadas are tirelessly chattering on the branches, adding to the sweltering heat.

He Zhao pushed open the car door, and carefully took out a thermos bucket from the car, which contained frozen mung bean smoothie, which is the best way to quench your thirst in summer.

There is no elevator in the old-fashioned building, so he greeted the doorman and went up to the sixth floor. As soon as he reached the stairs, he ran into a girl fanning herself with a file bag. The girl looked nothing like an ordinary young man in her twenties. It's different—except that she has lake-green pupils that look like she's wearing colored contact lenses.

He Zhao has been in the special department for more than a year. From the beginning of suppressing the shock in his heart to the current indifferent attitude, the strange things he saw cannot be explained in one or two sentences. He was originally only a special force seconded to the special department. , but now he stays in the special department all day, and is basically regarded as an official member of the special department.

The little girl smiled at him and said, "Brother Zhao, you came at the right time, Master Jiu is shouting for heat inside."

When Zhang Jiu was mentioned, He Zhao's originally cold expression relaxed a little. He nodded towards the other party, thought for a while and asked, "Do you want to eat something?"

The little girl covered half of her face with the document bag and smiled: "Thank you, Brother Zhao, you haven't finished eating the food you sent yesterday—" She glanced back, then lowered her voice and asked closer : "Brother Zhao, what's the matter with you and Master Jiu? Master Jiu doesn't eat much when you bring something here, and Master Jiu doesn't seem to be in good spirits, so he refuses to let him rest."

He Zhao frowned slightly, "He didn't take a nap today?"

The little girl curled her lips, "Isn't it true that Jiuye used to like to take a nap the most? He hasn't slept for a few days and has brought us a group of people to sort out the documents. Recently, there is no big case for us to take action...Brother Zhao, You can persuade Lord Jiu, I have been brought into the habit of taking a nap by him, it is very tortured to stay like this, if I don't sleep at noon, I will collapse in the afternoon."

He Zhao said "hmm", walked to a room at the end of the corridor, took a deep breath before reaching out to push the door open.

The air conditioner was not turned on in the room, but the temperature was maintained at 27 degrees. A young man was standing in the back and reached for a book with his back to He Zhao.

He Zhao called out in a low voice, "Ah Jiu."

Zhang Jiu withdrew his hand and straightened the collar of his shirt, and then turned to look at him, a pair of light-colored thin lips were slightly pursed, a pair of silver-rimmed glasses were on the bridge of his nose, the white shirt was so flat that no wrinkles could be found, and the buttons were always His Adam's apple was buttoned up, and he still wore straight black trousers in summer, which gave him a very obvious sense of abstinence.

He Zhao put the insulated box on the desk in front of Zhang Jiu, and there was a bit of tenderness in his sharp eyes: "Why are you wearing glasses? Are you tired?"

Zhang Jiu bent a pair of phoenix eyes, but there was no smile on his face: "If you want to wear it, you can wear it."

He Zhao was not annoyed, and pushed the thermos in Zhang Jiu's direction, saying: "It was frozen yesterday, eat a little and go to sleep."

Without even looking at it, Zhang Jiu pulled out his chair and sat down. His eyes fell on a book in his hand, and while flipping through the book, he said, "Speaking of which, you've been here for almost a year, right?"

He Zhao responded, "One year and two months."

"Really?" Zhang Jiu nodded casually, rubbing the slightly yellowed paper in his hand with his knuckle fingers, "I don't have any particularly important tasks here recently, why don't I say hello to the higher-ups, you a special forces It’s not a problem for the elites to spend time with us, right…”

Before he finished speaking, He Zhao interrupted him in a deep voice: "Ah Jiu, don't be angry if I don't leave."

Zhang Jiu raised his head and looked at him with a half-smile: "Why am I angry? He Zhao, it's your personal freedom whether you leave or not, so what does it matter to me?"

He Zhao stared at Zhang Jiu's face silently, and suddenly asked, "Ah Jiu, I brought some ointment, would you like to apply some?"

These endless words seemed to ignite a landmine. The smile on Zhang Jiu's face disappeared, and his pair of phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, looking at He Zhao with a [-]% threat: "Mr. He, You better shut up."

He Zhao's subordinates had seen blood before, and had already cultivated a chilling body when performing missions in the army. Zhang Jiu looked like a kitten showing its paws in front of him, and he had no threat to him.

But even so, he stopped talking politely, Zhang Jiu felt upset, frowned and waved to him: "Go out."

This has been the case for several days, and He Zhao has never been able to talk to Zhang Jiu properly. At this moment, he sighed and did not leave as he said a few days ago. Instead, he walked around the table and walked to Zhang Jiu, saying: "Ah Jiu, let's talk."

He is tall and tall, with a shadow cast on the desk, Zhang Jiu felt a bit of pressure inexplicably, he frowned and said: "There is nothing to talk about, Mr. He, I am not interested in acting with you at eight o'clock, if you Please go out if you have nothing to do, please remember to close the door, thank you."

He Zhao sighed. He realized that the two of them would never be able to communicate normally if they continued to follow Zhang Jiu's wishes. He leaned on the table with one hand and slightly bent down to look at the little hair twirling on Zhang Jiu's head. , "Ah Jiu, is your body still not feeling well?"

Zhang Jiu's face sank, and he threw the book in his hand to the ground with a "snap", pushed He Zhao down on the table, leaned down and bit his lips, and said with a sneer, "Just try it!" I know it's comfortable."

He bit very hard, and He Zhao's lips saw blood, but he felt extremely happy in his heart. At least Ah Jiu didn't look cold and indifferent to him.

Zhang Jiu tasted the fishy and sweet taste in his mouth, and then left He Zhao. He stuck out his tongue and licked the blood on the corner of his mouth. He narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and looked proudly at the people on the table. He Zhao saw At a glance, he felt that he couldn't hold on, and the palms propped against the edge of the table almost broke the edge of the table, and he called Ah Jiu in a hoarse voice.

Zhang Jiu sighed slightly, gnashing his teeth when he spoke: "Aren't you relying on... bastard."

He Zhao didn't know, so he tentatively asked, "Ah Jiu, are you angry?"

Zhang Jiu glanced at him, and suddenly smiled, reaching out and groping around He Zhao, caressing every inch of his skin as if he was looking for some precious treasure, "He Zhao, you've reacted."

He Zhao's body stiffened into a piece of wood under Zhang Jiu's hands. He gritted his teeth and tried his best to suppress his desire to tear Zhang Jiu's clothes, and his breathing became heavier; Zhang Jiu smiled deeper when he saw it, and stretched out a finger Slowly slid down He Zhao's Adam's apple all the way, and finally stopped at the lower abdomen and drew circles back and forth. After waiting for a while, seeing that He Zhao didn't make any overstepping movements even though his face was flushed, a surge of emotion surged in his heart With disappointment and sour emotions, he knew that this person was only in a daze that night, otherwise how could he continue to do it with men?

Thinking back to the past, even though He Zhao obeyed his advice, he was afraid that he just regarded himself as a superior and obeyed his orders respectfully. He Zhao is a soldier, don't all soldiers pay attention to "obedience is the first duty"?Thinking of this, he didn't have any intention of provoking He Zhao, he took his hand back and said, "Didn't you say you brought medicine?"

He Zhao was stunned for a moment, then took out a tube of ointment from his pants pocket and said in a low voice, "Ah Jiu...I, I'll help you apply the medicine..."

Zhang Jiuxin said, you now know that the atonement is coming, why didn't you think about being merciful when you recklessly attacked yourself two days ago?But he did feel uncomfortable, because he was really embarrassed to go to the pharmacy to buy medicine, so he gave He Zhao a sideways look: "As you like."

He Zhao then turned around and went to lock the door first, and then pasted another spell on the door. Zhang Jiu couldn't help but feel annoyed when he saw it. This guy has learned all his tricks!

There is a suite in this office, which is convenient for Zhang Jiu to rest on weekdays. At this moment, he saw that he was so angry that he simply turned around and walked into the room with the thermos bucket in his hand. After He Zhao cleaned up the outside and walked in, Zhang Jiu I have already drank half of the mung bean paste in a small bowl.

Seeing He Zhao coming in, Zhang Jiu put the porcelain bowl aside, stood up, took off his belt and lay down on the bed, with his head buried in the quilt, he said in a muffled voice, "Hurry up."

He Zhao was short of breath, sat on the edge of the bed and took apart the ointment, reached out and touched the pitiful red and swollen place, Zhang Jiu's body froze, but He Zhao seemed to be fascinated, and gently rubbed it with his fingertips After a while, Zhang Jiu groaned almost uncontrollably, turned around and glared at He Zhao with seven points of annoyance, only thinking that He Zhao was deliberately humiliating himself: "He Zhao, you—"

Before the words fell, He Zhao couldn't help but leaned over and kissed his face. It wasn't like the day before yesterday when he didn't know how to think clearly, but he was full of cherishment. Sour, turned over and pushed He Zhao away: "He Zhao, you can see who I am."

He Zhao was taken aback for a moment, then became a little flustered, and said incoherently: "Ah Jiu, you, don't be angry, I didn't mean it...I just want to kiss you..."

Although he spoke with the meaning of flattery and begging for mercy, his hands were propped on Zhang Jiu's side and he did not give him the slightest chance to escape. He probably felt that actions were far more powerful than words. He Zhao only hesitated for a moment before leaning down again Kissed Zhang Jiu, his lips were burning hot on Zhang Jiu's neck, "Ah Jiu...will you be with me..."

Hearing the repressed emotion between his words, Zhang Jiu suddenly felt that he might have misunderstood something, he stretched out his hand to push the congratulatory gesture, and asked hesitantly: "You... didn't you report that you are going to take a wedding leave two days ago? ..." As soon as I finished sex with myself, I couldn't wait to ask for marriage leave... This man is really disgusting.

He Zhao didn't know how he knew about the report he had made with the army, but he explained honestly: "Ah Jiu, my report should be approved in a few days. I have limited status and may not be able to communicate with you. Go abroad to get the certificate, then I will accompany you more..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Jiu interrupted him with wide eyes in disbelief: "He Zhao...you just lost control that night, and it wasn't your will, so you don't have to do this..."

"Ah Jiu," He Zhao bowed his head and kissed him again, "I have received anti-drug training, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have done it, do you understand what I mean?"

...So my two days of resentment and injustice are all in vain? !

Zhang Jiu stared at him for a while, then suddenly smiled, "I didn't say I would marry you, at most I will give you a chance to propose to me."

He Zhao smiled slightly: "Well, I won't give you a chance to reject me." After finishing speaking, he held Zhang Jiu's cheeks with both hands, and the temperature in his palms almost burned Zhang Jiu. The latter narrowed his eyes, still Refusing to beg for mercy: "That's not necessarily the case."

He Zhao kissed that unforgiving mouth, and smiled lowly: "Well, Ah Jiu can say whatever you want."

After finishing speaking, he carefully picked up the man and turned him over. Zhang Jiu raised his leg and kicked the man away. He half leaned against the head of the bed, slowly took off his trousers, and looked at He Zhaomou With a gloomy look and a clear smile in his eyes, he hooked the thin piece of fabric on his lower body and whispered as if talking to himself: "Take this off too?" After removing the last block, he looked up at He Zhao: "Isn't this more convenient?"

He was wearing a white shirt on his upper body, every button was buttoned up in a serious manner, his face was full of abstinence, and there was a blush at the end of his eyes, He Zhao swallowed unconsciously, and looked Zhang Jiu took off his glasses and put them aside, then turned over and lay down on the bed, saying lazily, "Can you apply the medicine now?"

He Zhao almost rushed forward and swallowed Zhang Jiu in one gulp, but was stopped by his words again, so he had to pick up the ointment that was left aside, and forced himself to look away from Zhang Jiu's buttocks , just applying the ointment based on a general feeling, Zhang Jiu laughed in a low voice, turned his head to look at him: "You have seen the right move."

He Zhao responded without showing a trace of embarrassment on his face, and applied the ointment to the red and swollen acupuncture point. He took the medicine a few days ago. Although his thinking was clear, his movements could not be called gentle, let alone He Zhao. Inexperienced, he could only go on the rampage by instinct. Zhang Jiu didn't understand this kind of thing. After being ravaged by He Zhao, he could only lie on the bed pitifully and curse He Zhao for his inhumanity. I bought this ointment, so the place didn't get much better after a few days.

The ointment gradually melted under the rubbing of the fingers, making the seam of the buttocks full of water, and the narrow hole in the deep part was inadvertently touched, and immediately shrank slightly, as if resisting He Zhao's fingers, or as if Want to devour more.

He Zhao's voice was hoarse, "Ah Jiu, I'm going to put the ointment in."

Zhang Jiu said "Hmm", his cheeks buried under the quilt were almost burning red, God knows that this was the second time his lower body was touched by others, although he looked confident on the surface, he really didn't have any confidence in his heart.

He Zhao got permission, and then carefully rubbed the opening of the acupoint again. After the reddened tender flesh softened a little, he carefully inserted a finger. Zhang Jiu let out a low cry, and He Zhao immediately didn't dare to move again. : "Ah Jiu, does it hurt?"

Zhang Jiudao: "It hurts! So hurry up!"

He Zhao smeared the ointment on his finger on the inner wall, but the flesh in the inner acupoint squeezed his finger as if he couldn't bear him to leave, opening and closing, almost swallowing half of He Zhao's life.

The thing in his crotch has not disappeared, and it is even more painful at this moment. The taste of lust last time made him want to stop, but right now he dare not make any big moves. He can only imagine in his mind that if his genitals can regain The scene that made Zhang Jiu groan aloud. For a while, he felt his throat was dry and his thoughts were chaotic.

The movements of his hands did not stop, and Zhang Jiu gradually let out an inaudible low moan. He only felt that the place behind his back was a little numb when his fingers were inserted, and even the thing on his lower body gradually responded. After the discomfort passed, he actually felt very dissatisfied. He bit his lower lip and said in a low voice without looking back: "One more."

His voice was very soft, and He Zhao didn't react for a while, and asked, "Ah Jiu, what did you say?"

Knowing that with his back to He Zhao, the other party couldn't see his expression clearly, but Zhang Jiu still turned his face away slightly, and said with a hint of impatience in his tone, "I tell you to hurry up."

He Zhao, however, understood Zhang Jiu's meaning in his heart, and he added some ointment on his hand: "Ah Jiu, shall I add another finger?"

Zhang Jiu decided to ignore his embarrassment and anger, and bit his lower lip without speaking.

He Zhao leaned down and kissed Zhang Jiu's neck, coaxingly said, "Ah Jiu, can you take off your clothes?"

Zhang Jiu took a breath, and the hands that were pulling the bed sheet were tightened again and again, and it took a long time to reply: "Whatever."

This sentence is the meaning of nodding and agreeing. He Zhao reached out to unbutton Zhang Jiu's clothes, and pulled out the fingers that were going in and out under the other party. Zhang Jiu was unhappy, and turned over on his back on the bed. , put a leg on He Zhao's shoulder, and signaled him to continue with his eyes. He Zhao used a lot of strength in his hands, and a few buttons were torn off by him, and bounced to the ground with a few crisp and small sounds.

Zhang Jiu turned his head and glanced, "It's broken."

He Zhao kissed his cheek and the tip of his nose, and said in a vague voice, "Well, if it breaks, it will break."

He kissed all the way down without a teacher, and tore off the poor shirt. This almost brutal action made He Zhao look a bit more lustful. Zhang Jiugang wanted to laugh at the other party's fake Seriously, being kissed and licked back and forth on the chest, Zhang Jiu never knew that this part of his body would be so sensitive, the tingling feeling of the tip of his tongue across the skin made him weak all over, he reached out to push He Zhao He was a little farther away, but the opponent grabbed his wrist and pressed him aside. He could only bend his legs and rub He Zhao's strong waist with the delicate skin on the inside of his thighs. Only then did he realize that the opponent was fully dressed, Compared to the fact that I only have a dilapidated white shirt left, it can almost be called "well-dressed".

Zhang Jiu moved his wrist to signal He Zhao to let go of himself, stretched out his fingers and grabbed the corner of the other party's clothes and lifted them up: "Clothes..."

He Zhao ignored it, and licked and kissed the small nipples in his mouth, while the other hand comforted Zhang Jiu's raised genitals. Finally, Zhang Jiu ejaculated, and had to beg him with a crying sound: "It hurts, it's about to break..." At this moment, He Zhaocai put him down, and Zhang Jiu was lying under him panting, his eyes blurred with water, his fair chest was covered with kiss marks from just now, and his two breasts were rosy. Shui Liang, in sharp contrast to his usual serious ascetic appearance in suits and leather shoes, He Zhao bowed his head and kissed him again, and then bowed and took off his clothes.

Zhang Jiu unconsciously stretched out his fingertips to gently press on his abdominal muscles, and then tapped the big bump on the other side's crotch, and murmured: "It's so big..."

He Zhao just felt that he couldn't wait any longer, so he pulled out his finger, and ruthlessly stabbed the thick and long penis that was ready to go, into the pussy that he had just ravaged two days ago.

Zhang Jiu tightened instinctively, the fiery inner wall tightly wrapped every inch of the opponent's genitals, cold sweat broke out on his forehead and whispered: "It hurts..."

He Zhao didn't dare to go in again, hugged him in his arms and pecked and kissed him carefully, after a while he said in a hoarse voice: "Move."

The unprecedented pleasure swallowed up He Zhao's rationality, and he suddenly felt that maybe he didn't need the medicine, as long as Ah Jiu lay down and shouted like this, he would be even crazier than taking the medicine, so he put one hand on Zhang Jiu's waist, and pushed forward again At the top, Zhang Jiu immediately stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, but there was still a groan leaking out, spinning and echoing in the small room.

He Zhao clasped his fingers with Zhang Jiushi, and said, "Ah Jiu, I like to hear you scream." He then pulled out his genitals, leaving only the small half in the tight and warm place, and some tender red was slightly turned out at the hole Slender, He Zhao held Zhang Jiu's hand all the way down, and said: "Ah Jiu, it's a pity you can't see it, you are like a red flower here."

Zhang Jiufeng glared at him with bright eyes, and said viciously: "Shut up!" It's a pity that he is weak, and the words he speaks are soft and coquettish. He Zhao no longer teases him, but Zhang Jiu is like a very curious person. Like a child, he reached out and touched the junction of the two, and then whispered a congratulatory gesture.

He Zhao opened the opponent's buttocks with both hands and tried to penetrate deeper. A man with no skills at all can penetrate deeper with his penis. The genitals that he had vented once came back to life again. He wanted to reach out to comfort him, but was stopped by He Zhao, who whispered in his ear, "Don't move, it's mine."

Zhang Jiu wanted to cry but had no tears: "You... Hurry up!"

He Zhao gave a low laugh, and then stretched out his hand to comfort the other party. His palm was rough, and the hand holding the gun was covered with calluses all the year round. This feeling completely different from when he was touching made Zhang Jiu dizzy for a while. He could keep calling He Zhao's name, and finally felt a scalding hot current rushing into the back acupuncture point, as if his whole body was infected with that smell.He let out a long breath, and He Zhao wanted to retreat, but he stopped him and said in a low voice, "I want to eat it all."

There is no more beautiful love words than this, He Zhao stopped at his acupuncture point for a while, and soon hardened again, Zhang Jiu widened his eyes: "You..."

He Zhao bowed his head and kissed her, eating up the rest of the words: "It's still early."

When Zhang Jiu finally begged for mercy, his voice was almost hoarse, and he was so tired that he felt tired even when he opened his eyes. He could only vaguely feel the warm water flowing over his body, and then the thin calluses on the palm of the man. Zhang Jiu flinched, closed his eyes and murmured: "No more..." The person holding him immediately lowered his head and kissed him: "Well, let's sleep for a while."