Someone has a crush on Forensic Gu

Mo Lin's phone vibrated, and the screen lit up. He held it in his hand and glanced at it. It was a text message from an unfamiliar number. The content of the text message was: [You almost killed me last night! 】

Mo Lin's first reaction: it was from Duan Yang.

Immediately, some fragmentary images flashed through his mind...

In the depths of that alley, Duan Yang looked at him in horror, the blood on his head dripped down his hair onto the back of his hand, the back of his hand was hot, but he still pinched Duan Yang's neck... ...

"Teacher Mo?" Xiao Ze noticed that Mo Lin was looking at his phone, so he repeated, "What do you think about this case?"

Mo Lin put down the phone calmly, and raised his head: "To ensure accuracy, I want to see Tong Lei's paintings before giving the portrait of the criminal."

"No problem, Wang Yue, you can contact the boss who bought the painting..."

No matter how Mo Lin recalls, there are only these fragments,

Duan Yang must have done something unacceptable to him last night, that made him so angry that he almost killed Duan Yang!

Mo Lin is very clear that even if he exposes his high-risk personality, it is impossible for him to lose control for no reason. Duan Yang must have done something to him!

But damn it, why can't I remember?

Could it be that he was hypnotized by Duan Yang?

Duan Yang's hypnotism is top in the country, if he is really hypnotized, it's normal if he can't remember it.

After everyone left, Mo Lin was still sitting in his seat.

"Are you ok?"

A cool hand reached out to him, brushed the hair on his forehead, and stuck it to it.

"Did you catch a cold?" Gu Yuan tested the temperature of Mo Lin's forehead, but luckily, he didn't have a fever.

Mo Lin looks weird today, is there something on his mind?

Gu Yuan thought about what happened yesterday. Mo Lin suddenly disappeared last night, and he has been acting strange since he came back.

Mo Lin took off the hand that was stuck to his forehead, held it in his hand, and rubbed the pad of his thumb back and forth on it.

It was unprecedented for the other party to feel that his emotions were wrong, which showed that Gu Yuan had put a lot of thought into him, and seeing the dark circles under the eyes of the other party due to insomnia, he began to feel distressed: "I'm fine, just a little dizzy .”

Gu Yuan withdrew his hand and picked up the schoolbag on the seat: "Then I'm going back to the office."

Mo Lin followed behind him, his fingers got into his coat, and he pinched his waist calmly.

Gu Yuan could feel the ambiguous force on the other's fingers through his clothes.

His body tensed suddenly, he grabbed his schoolbag with both hands, and left the conference room at a faster pace.

Gu Yuan returned to his office, and after closing the door, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Ever since the establishment of the relationship, Mo Lin has been watching him covetously, and he likes to touch him more and more.

Gu Yuan's nerves became more and more sensitive. At first, he was only sensitive to Mo Lin's smell. Later, whenever he touched Mo Lin's body, he would react. Now it has reached the point where he would blush when he saw Mo Lin, and even more so. Don't talk about staring at Mo Lin.

As long as they look at each other, he will remember the way Mo Lin was buried between his legs that day, looking up at him...

What makes Gu Yuan most conflicted now is that he will panic when he sees Mo Lin, and he will also panic when he doesn't see Mo Lin!

Gu Yuan put his schoolbag on the sofa, remembering that Mo Lin said he was dizzy just now, he still had two packs of Banlangen in the drawer, and planned to make a cup of Banlangen for Mo Lin.

He went out to fetch water with a paper cup and medicine.

When he came back, he found Mo Lin sitting on the sofa in his office.

"You're here, drink the medicine." Gu Yuan put the medicine on the table, avoiding direct contact with Mo Lin.

"Where have you been?" Mo Lin asked: "It's dangerous to put your schoolbag in such a place, you'd better find a cabinet and lock it." Mo Lin looked around the office: "I plan to move the desk to your place. "

"Move here?" Gu Yuan was a little puzzled: "Why?"

Mo Lin raised his eyebrows: "Your criminal portrait profiling ability is still a bit lacking, and working with me, you can learn from each other..."

Speaking of his own shortcomings, Gu Yuan had nothing to say.

Gu Yuan: "When will you move here?"

"Right away." Mo Lin said, "Don't you like it?"

"No..." Gu Yuan looked at the steaming cup of Banlangen: "You should drink the medicine first."

Mo Lin glanced at the paper cup on the table, pinched the side of the cup with his pretty fingers, picked it up and smelled it, it smelled like Banlangen, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "Can I have a few more cups?"

"No...it's a medicine, not a drink."

At this time, Wang Yue and Li Meng came over with Mo Lin's desk: "Mr. Mo, where is the desk?"

Gu Yuan: "Over there!"

He pointed to the corner on the left and said, "Just put it there."

"Will it be a bit crowded if we put it over there? Or put it together with your table!" Li Meng suggested.

Gu Yuan could imagine the embarrassing scene of looking up at Mo Lin, "No, just put it over there!"

Mo Lin sat aside and said with a smile, "Listen to him."

Li Meng and Wang Yue had no choice but to follow suit. There was not much in Mo Lin's office. After moving the tables and chairs, and a few pots of plants, the move was basically over.

After everyone left, Gu Yuan stood between the two tables: "Did you see this tile seam?" He said solemnly: "Don't cross this line, and don't stare at me."

Mo Lin had a smirk on his face: "Now you know what I want to do?"

Just as Gu Yuan finished saying that he was not allowed to cross that line, he lifted his foot and collapsed: "My legs are relatively long, and this place is too narrow, it may be a bit difficult..."

Seeing him approaching, Gu Yuan quickly took a few steps back and sat back in his seat: "You can't do whatever you want!"

Mo Lin thought about it for a while, and decided not to tease him anymore. The purpose of his moving here was not to flirt with Gu Yuan, but because he was too worried about Gu Yuan.

Duan Yang, a mad dog, is forced to do anything!

He suffered a loss from him yesterday, and he will definitely find a chance to repay it double!

Duan Yang knows that his weakness is Gu Yuan, and it is very likely that he will deal with him through Gu Yuan, so he must take precautions before it happens.

"Are you going to be okay for a while?" Mo Lin said, "Accompany me to the warehouse to look at Tong Lei's paintings. It should be helpful for your criminal portrait profile."

Gu Yuan originally wanted to go with him, so he happily agreed.

After accepting Mo Lin's treatment, the Ren and Du channels in him were gradually opened, and he gained a better understanding of human emotions, and he was also trying to understand the thoughts in other people's hearts.

Because of Mo Lin, he finally saw a glimmer of light in the darkness. Mo Lin was willing to hold his hand and walk forward, and he would follow without hesitation.

Wang Yue made an appointment with Boss Tong who bought the paintings, and he sent Boss Tong's address to Mo Lin: [Mr. Mo, it's about 10:30 this morning, and the address has been sent to you. I want people from the field team to contact you do you want to go together? 】

Mo Lin: [No need, I will go with Doctor Gu. 】

Wang Yue: [Okay, I will contact you if there is something else. 】

Seeing that it was still early, Mo Lin walked to the window and turned his neck. Last night he slept against the cold wall, and his neck was a little sore.

He turned back to look at Gu Yuan, and found that Gu Yuan was looking at his phone with his head down, his eyebrows knit together, as if he was doing a difficult multiple-choice question.

He quietly walked behind Gu Yuan, and seeing the Gongdou game on the screen of Gu Yuan's phone, he couldn't laugh or cry.

In the picture, a little girl is wearing a gorgeous dress, and a bubble pops out of her head: should I wear a blue dress or a red dress?

Mo Lin: "Why do you think of playing this kind of game?" Gu Yuan is sometimes very cute!

"Wen Zihan said that this game can improve my emotional intelligence." Gu Yuan said truthfully.

It turned out that it was Wen Zihan's idea, so it's no wonder that half-seriousness has always been that guy's style.

"Besides this, what else did he teach you?" Mo Lin felt that he had to clear the other party's mines.

Gu Yuan put down his cell phone and took out something that looked like an exercise book from his school bag. On the cover was written "Emotional Intelligence Test-Systematic Training". Spinning tops and laying hens...

Mo Lin picked up the palm-sized laying hen and looked at it for a long time. The feces-yellow chick was soft to the touch, like a child's toy: "What is this?"

Gu Yuan said lightly, "Pinch his stomach."

Mo Lin put his thumb on the chicken's belly, and when he pinched it hard, the transparent egg white and orange yolk emerged from the chicken's buttocks. He let go and retracted.

Mo Lin looked at the toy in his hand, and twitched his eyebrows: "Who invented this?"

He held it in his hand for a while and found that it was quite enjoyable.

Gu Yuan: "It seems to be invented by the Japanese. They like to make some weird inventions."

Mo Lin put down the toy in his hand, sat on the desk in front of Gu Yuan, looked down at him: "I also want to give you a toy..."

Gu Yuan was not interested in these toys, and Wen Zihan forced them to carry them with him.

"I don't like it...don't send it."

Mo Lin: "I haven't said it yet, how do you know you won't like it?"

Gu Yuan put the toy back into his schoolbag: "Then tell me."

Mo Lin smiled, and looked at Gu Yuan with great interest: "Well...my toy is more advanced than these, and it's also soft, but if you pinch it a few times, it will grow...and harden... "

Gu Yuan's fingers picked at the zipper of the schoolbag, and it got stuck together with the zipper.

Mo Lin continued: "You can play with it in your hands, or you can put it in your mouth, it's up to you how you want to play..."

Gu Yuan's ears suddenly turned pink, and he held his schoolbag in shame.

"What are you thinking about?" Mo Lin leaned closer and asked, "Your ears are all red."

He wanted to reach out to touch Gu Yuan's ear again, but Gu Yuan dodged vigilantly: "If you don't want this toy to be separated from you... just be honest."

Mo Lin's hand stopped in the air, and the image of Gu Yuan holding a scalpel suddenly flashed in his mind.

He couldn't help shivering, feeling the illusion of pain coming from somewhere, he retracted his hand guiltily, his buttocks left Gu Yuan's table, feeling a sense of awe.

"Aren't you going to the warehouse to look at the paintings? Let's go!" Gu Yuan said while taking out a few rubber gloves from the drawer and stuffing them into his schoolbag.

Mo Linduan stood upright in front of him: "Well...I'll drive right away!"

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