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Wen Tian didn't have time to think about why You An let him go so kindly.

His head was very confused, and he didn't know when he was sent off the ship by Youan. When he finally recovered, Jiang Jing had already picked him up on the military ship.

So many big Buddhas came unexpectedly at the small transfer station, it can be said that the workers who came and went all hid in the house, shrinking their heads and looking out.

The [-] ships were in a state of floating, surrounding Youan in the center, the gun barrels sucking smoke, and the surrounding high-temperature air rippled and rippled, which was the state of operation.

As long as Youan has a tendency to escape, the cannon barrel will immediately weave a fire net, dragging Youan into the fire tide and blowing him into powder.

Left and right are doomed endings.

Even Wen Tian thought that You An couldn't escape.

But in the next second, he saw that the eyes of the fully armed pilot in the front cabin were empty, as if he had been robbed of all souls and eight souls, and his eyes were cold and inorganic. He twisted his wrist bones unconsciously and manipulated the ship to retreat.

Not only this one, but other murderous ships are like cheetahs that have taken in minions, and docilely give way.

When Jiang Jing pushed the pilot away with a cold expression, trying to control the ship again, You An had already taken advantage of the time and fled away without even a trace.

The driver's eyes slowly filled with anger, he realized what he had done, sweat poured down from his forehead instantly, he felt a sense of powerlessness when he looked at the cold-faced Jiang Jing, "I'm sorry, General, I just also I don't know what's wrong, I..."

Jiang Jing gritted her teeth, and interrupted in a cold voice: "It has nothing to do with you, immediately contact the headquarters to track down Youan, and then call the research institute to ask when we can work out a countermeasure."

The driver nodded hastily, breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been reborn, and hurriedly said, "I'll be right away."

Jiang Jing thought of something and frowned: "Wait, is Dean Chu here?"

He just remembered that before, Dean Chu said that he would come with him personally to see how You An performed hypnosis, so as to solve the problem properly.

The pilot nodded, "Yes, Dean Chu is behind the supply ship, do you need me to call it for you?"

"After he comes over, notify the others and return to Capital Star."

After ordering this sentence, Jiang Jing walked out of the front cabin with a cold face, hurried past Wen Tian, ​​without even looking at him, sat on the sofa and turned on the optical brain.

Wen Tian licked his lips, originally wanted to tell him the content of You An's phone call just now, but Jiang Jing seemed very busy and didn't seem to want to talk to him too much.

Wen Tian curled up his fingers, and sat down opposite Jiang Jing without saying a word, obediently.

He even held his breath.

After a while, the hatch opened, and a gentle man with glasses came in.

He first glanced at Wen Tian, ​​and the eyes behind the lens flashed teasingly, and when Wen Tian looked over suspiciously, he withdrew his gaze, and sat next to Jiang Jing with his bag.

Jiang Jing closed the light brain and swept over lightly, "You saw it just now, did you think of any way to be immune to hypnosis."

Dean Chu put the bag on the table leisurely. He didn't answer the question, and the first sentence he said was: "You don't even pour the tea, so you are in a hurry to exploit labor?"

Jiang Jing: "..."

Wen Tian also gave him a slightly surprised look.

Half a minute later, Dean Chu drank his tea as he wished, and after several sips, he said in a fast-paced way: "There is a way, but it will take time."

Jiang Jing frowned, "How long?"

Dean Chu thought about it, and replied conservatively: "If it goes well, it will take a week; if it doesn't go well, it may take several months."

Jiang Jing frowned and thought for a moment, then raised her head, "Tell me about your research plan."

Most of the proposals that Dean Chu said contained technical terms, and Wen Tian didn't quite understand them, so he lowered his head boredly and played with his fingers.

He faintly felt that Jiang Jing seemed to be angry.

Because when he was talking with Dean Chu, he would occasionally raise his eyes to look at Wen Tian, ​​but as long as Wen Tian looked over, he would look away coldly, as if unwilling to have too much eye contact with him.

Wen Tian licked his dry lips, thinking with some anxiety.

...Why is the general angry?

In less than three hours, the ship returned to Capital Star, and it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

Pei En seemed to be involved in other matters, so he sent a strange driver to pick up Jiang Jing.

Jiang Jing let Wen Tian get into the car first, and then sat in the back seat after a while, looked at the driver with dark eyes, and said calmly: "Go back to the apartment building."

The driver nodded repeatedly and started the car.

There were only three people in the carriage, the driver didn't dare to speak, and Jiang Jing didn't mean to say anything, it was so quiet that needles fell.

The car drove steadily, and the silent night scene melted into running water, passing through the black windows.

Wen Tian pursed his lips and looked out the window, his exquisite snow-white face was reflected on the car window, blending with the night.

It was so quiet that I couldn't feel the passage of time.

The atmosphere was extremely depressing, as if an iron cage had been cast, about to trap the only innocent and harmless rabbit in the car.

The string in the carriage was tensely stretched, Wen Tian's tightly pursed lips turned white, and a cold voice suddenly broke the silence: "The clothes on your body are not yours."

Wen Tian froze for a moment, stared blankly at You An's clothes, and didn't know how to explain it for a while.

Jiang Jing's eyes, which had been staring ahead since he got in the car, turned sideways, fixedly staring at Wen Tian's ignorant and flustered face, a unbearable anger bubbling in his chest. Now the rage.

"You stayed together for three full days, and I didn't even have to do anything, and the guy just let you back."

"What have you been doing on that ship for the past three days?"

As if he was questioning his cheating little girlfriend, the man said the last word, already full of rage, like an enraged ferocious animal, Jiang Jing stretched out his palm expressionlessly, and hugged Wen Tian who was sitting obediently next to him. On Hurry's firm thigh.

Wen Tian was shocked for a moment, his eyelashes were shaking, and he looked at the driver sitting in front of him who was not looking sideways, his face flushed, "Admiral, admiral, don't do this."

Wen Tian stretched out his fingers hesitantly, trying to push him away, but at the next moment, both hands were held in Kuan Nuan's palm by Jiang Jing.

Jiang Jing rested her head on his soft neck, and hugged Wen Tian tightly. Wen Tian felt as if he was being hooped by a steel frame, and he couldn't breathe in pain. Just as he wanted Jiang Jing to relax, he heard his voice hoarse. : "...I will punish you."

Wen Tian opened his eyes wide, his lips tremblingly opened a small slit, and just about to say something, his tense waist was suddenly pinched by two wide palms, the man rolled his Adam's apple and lowered his head, breathing urgently, and squeezed hard into the small hole. seam.

Sucking and sucking, swallowing the sweet and greasy juice hastily.

In the dark, Wen Tian was hugged by a man in his strong and muscular arms. In front of the tall and strong man, he was such a small ball that he couldn't even run away. He could only lie limply on the man's chest, with his lips in his mouth roughly.

The other party didn't know the severity, as if eating meat for the first time, Wen Tian's fresh tongue was numb from being sucked, and he cried uncontrollably, and the slender legs scattered around the man's suit pants were helplessly tense.

The snow-white and moist face blushed pitifully, and mist evaporated from the moisture in the eyes, Wen Tian was forced to raise his head, and even the thin hot breath was swallowed by the man.

After an unknown amount of time, the car arrived at the apartment building, and the man stopped the punishment he was talking about.

Jiang Jing kissed extraordinarily hard and recklessly today, Wen Tian's legs were shaking because of him, his thick black hair was wet with sweat, his limp body that was about to fall apart sat up from the man's hot and generous chest, breathing heavily Air.

The driver, who realized that the vibration of the carriage had finally stopped, let out a sigh of relief and couldn't help but glance at the rear mirror.

The small rear seat was in a mess, and before getting into the car, the well-behaved little boy was tired and downcast, his lips were swollen, water stains slid across the red-stained thin white neck, and he was gently kissed by the man with his fingers to comfort him.

As if being pricked by a needle, the driver immediately turned his neck away, not daring to look at what he shouldn't.

Compared to Wen Tian, ​​Jiang Jing's breathing was a little more heavy, and his clothes were scratched a little, he rolled his throat, and said to Wen Tian, ​​"Take off the clothes you're wearing, and throw them away."

Wen Tian's wet eyelashes curled up in shock, and he stammered, "Now, now?"

"Now."

"No, I can't," Wen Tian was still panting, his head was a mess with shame, and said vaguely, "Take it off, no, there is no change of clothes, and there are, and..."

Jiang Jing glanced at it coolly, and the driver in the front seat immediately put the baffle up in a timely manner.

Wen Tian still shook his head, "I don't want it."

Jiang Jing's eyes suddenly darkened, and the wrap was wrapped in a sense of sensuality that seemed capable of destroying everything, and the back of her hand was so tight that her blue meridians protruded. This dress is so precious, can't you bear to change it?

The next second, a hand wet from kisses grabbed the corner of his clothes, Wen Tian looked at him carefully, "I-I'll go back and change, okay?"

His face was flushed all over, and even his eyes were pitiful.

Jiang Jing and him looked at each other for a few seconds, closed their eyes and let out a breath. When he spoke again, his tone was much calmer: "I have to go to the Federation. After you go back, take out the food from the refrigerator and heat it up."

This is agreed.

Wen Tian was dizzy, stuttered and said "um".

The Federation is in a mess now, and Jiang Jing really needs to go back to stabilize the chaos and use force to suppress some possible atrocities.

Wen Tian got out of the car almost shaking.

A few street lamps were turned on, and the quiet path meandered into the greenery. Wen Tian walked through it slowly, and was about to go upstairs when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a man sitting on a bench under the street lamp. With a little green.

He hunched his upper body slightly, buried his head extremely low, and his shoulders and back wrapped in clean clothes were stiff and straight.

Although he couldn't see his face, Wen Tian still recognized who he was, hesitantly took a few steps closer, and asked in a daze, "... Qu Yu?"

Hearing the familiar voice, the man raised his head suddenly, and looked straight at him with those slightly red eyes, like a bloodthirsty and vicious beast, seeing Wen Tian couldn't help shrinking his shoulders.

Not even daring to look at him with his pretty eyes, Wen Tian licked his lips slightly, "How do you know I live here? You, are you here to find me?"

He was kissed.

Qu Yu quietly stared at Wen Tian, ​​and this thought flashed through her mind.

That beautiful snow-white face was flushed, the bright red and plump lips were swollen and couldn't close, and the lips were pitifully protruding. I don't know if they were sucked by some wild man.

Even the voice is soft and soft.

Qu Yu looked at him motionlessly, her voice was terribly hoarse: "...where have you been these few days?"

Qu Yu's eyes were too hot, Wen Tian lowered his head, hid his swollen lips, and then whispered, "I didn't go anywhere, yes, I have something to do."

He lowered his head and didn't see the gloomy and terrifying jealousy in the man's eyes after he said that sentence, he was angry and unwilling.

He was going crazy.

The school was in chaos a while ago, Yuan Qingyan was demoted, the closed training ended early, and there was one person missing in the returning team. Almost smashed the capital star.

And the person who was looking for was only willing to come out today, with the marks left by other men, he appeared in front of him innocently and blankly, and used that kind of reason to prevaricate him.

How dare you?

Qu Yu squinted his eyes in hatred, and glanced down, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Wen Tian vaguely sensed that something was wrong with him, pursed his lips, and said after deliberating, "It's very late, what can I say tomorrow..."

The arm was caught suddenly, Qu Yu pulled Wen Tian who was still dazed on his face, two big hands clasped Wen Tian's soft shoulders, trapped in his arms, and then bent down to find the little girl in his arms. The boy opened and closed his lips, sucking the soft and swollen flesh of his lips.

Qu Yu's body was astonishingly hot, her muscles tensed all over, and she was under the influence of reckless impulse. She didn't know how to write the word lightly. The lips, which were still numb, were eaten by the man with no mercy and viciousness. suck.

Wen Tian almost cried while shaking.

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