Bizarre beater

Although Party B Yunhe had expected that he would be slapped in the face by the flag, he did not expect it to come so quickly.

It was so fast that he hadn't found a good reason yet, how to explain it to Mr. Neighbor.

The eight dishes and two soups might not be usable anymore, the other party already had serious doubts and guesses about his courtship, and would even feel restless.

Then admit that you were wrong.

Rather than racking their brains to deceive a smart person, it is better to just show it badly.

Mr. Police, who was returning home dignifiedly during working hours, sneakily jumped onto the neighbor's balcony and knocked on the door next door.

Fyodor heard the movement and knew who it was without guessing.

He took one last look at his work computer, decisively cleaned up the traces, unplugged the network cable, and shut down all systems.

The net next door is also closed.

Why would he provide free high-speed, no-wall internet to a guy who is always embarrassing himself and whose relationship is more plastic than his friendship with Shibusawa Tatsuhiko?

Fyodor sneered, put on his hat, and went to the balcony to open the door.

Because he was still wearing a police uniform, Party B Yunhe, who didn't want to attract other people's attention, squatted on the floor of the balcony, with a light gray-green cloak dragging on the ground, a few strands of silver-white hair slipped out from under the cloak, looking up at the people Time is well-behaved and cute.

It's like saying that I have no evil intentions.

Yunhe noticed the other party's slightly indifferent attitude, and greeted guiltily: "This...Mr. Tuosi, good afternoon."

"I think I may not be well." Not as tolerant and generous as before, Fyodor looked down at him coldly, "I think, you should also know the reason."

There is no room for people to pretend to be stupid.

But Yunhe didn't intend to pretend to be stupid, so he answered: "What is it probably?"

he:"……"

It was the familiar, frank expression again, knowing that he was wrong, but unrepentant.

Mr. Toth turned and went into the living room, took off his hat again, put it on the table, and poured himself a glass of cold water.

Didn't drink because he was very calm.

He now feels that the so-called "like him" is an illusion, or it can be discarded like the card that was thrown into the trash can that day.

So what exactly does that card do?

Party B Yunhe stared at the open door for a while, and felt that the other party meant to allow him to enter, so he stood up and went in generously, and sat next to the other party generously.

"There's good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

Fyodor: "I don't think it's good news for me."

Yunhe clicked his tongue in his heart, imitating the spirit of today's representative "As long as I don't feel embarrassed, things can continue to develop as I want", and said to himself: "The bad news is that I caught the rain. Hugo, Hugo betrayed you without any hesitation. He is such a bad guy! He also tried to get away with it by saying that he did nothing in Japan."

Hugo said he was wanted internationally, but in fact France wanted him all over the world.

Although no one has figured out what his ability "Light and Shadow" is, it can be determined to be an attack type.

An attacking transcendent, countries and organizations that have no confidence will not provoke him at all.

Although he is keen on fighting various supernatural beings or organizations, he occasionally covers up criminals.

Fyodor: "When he bought your news from me, he said that he was very interested in you."

"So you sold him my news?"

"Does it hurt you?"

Just when Party B Yunhe was about to follow the other party's words and look sad, the other party quickly answered, "No, you will think that if this is the case, there will be no psychological burden if you arrest me."

It won't work for people directly.

Yunhe was silent for a long time, feeling that he was really a cold-hearted, selfish scumbag.

He sighed deeply, and said, "Then how about I sit here and wait for an hour, and you can run and grab at will, and the result depends on fate?"

A piece of jade-like white wrist was held in front of him. Mr. Tuosi, who was aggressive just now, hooked his lips, his abyss and hell-like purple eyes were half hidden in the thick eyelashes, and there was a bit of broken light.

"Let me see your new skills."

There was a momentary blank in the brain, and when Party B's Yunhe recovered from the "click" sound, he found that he had handcuffed half of the opponent's left hand and half of the handcuffs to his right hand.

It is true that the color makes the mind faint.

Mr. Tosi still maintained his noble and dignified appearance, as if he had never seduced anyone quietly, but it was just someone else's speculation.

He even asked politely: "You have caused me so much trouble, and now you have arrested me, can I hit you?"

If asked by another person, Party B Yunhe would answer without hesitation: No, I can hit you if you want to.

But facing that face, he recalled some of the past, thinking about the tense neighbor relationship between the two, and finally said: "Let's fight."

Although Mr. Tosi is probably a Russian, he looks very weak, weak and sick, and looks like he has little strength.

Hitting him shouldn't hurt.

Party B Yunhe closed his eyes fiercely to prevent himself from uncontrollably backhanding.

A slightly cool hand touched the white-haired young man's neck, unfastened the straps of the cloak, and then unbuttoned the stand-up collar. The not-so-round nails rubbed against the delicate and warm skin, and the fingertips stuck to the fragile neck , feeling the blood vessels below rise and fall with the tense heartbeat.

At this moment, the positions of the captor and the prisoner are reversed, and the clever prisoner takes advantage of the other party's guilt to briefly control the person in his own hands.

Obviously a strong man who is so powerful that he ignores everything, but he can resist the temptation of power better than anyone else, and he will not abuse it. At this moment, he is as obedient as if he sincerely admits his mistake, and he lifts his neck cooperatively and allows him to move.

Fyodor used his fingers to describe this neck, which was as beautiful as a top art work, and felt the direction of the blood underneath. The more nervous and tense the other party was, the slower and more meticulous he was.

Party B Yunhe thought of the allusion about Pao Ding Jieniu in a trance.

He felt that the other party was also understanding and remembering his body structure, and then he would untie it skillfully one by one.

He instinctively felt that it was dangerous, but he didn't dare to move because of his promise—I really don't know how this man is going to hit him and is going to strangle him?

Thinking of the fingerprints left by the other party at the junction of his face and neck last time, he vigilantly found that the other party's hands were not weak.

If you really choke your neck, will you not be able to cover it later?

he thought wistfully.

At this moment, the other person finally stopped his tormenting hands, brushed away the damp hair, put his hand on the back of his neck, and pushed the person closer to him.

Then he lowered his head and bit down hard.

Avoiding the vital points, even if the skin is bitten, it will not cause too much damage.

It's not about being considerate, it's about making the other person feel the pain longer and remembering it longer.

Party B's Yunhe froze, he didn't expect such a development.

It was obviously biting on the part near the shoulder, but he felt that it was his own throat that was biting - he couldn't breathe, and gradually had hallucinations.

It's nothing. Mr. Tosi, who likes to gnaw his nails or fingertips, has sharp teeth hidden under his light-colored thin lips, which brought sharp pain to his sensitive and fragile skin, and made him feel in a trance that he was chosen by the blood race dinner.

This elegant vampire seemed to like him very much. He didn't bite directly to the deadly position, but chose a rather favorite place, pierced fiercely, then grinded his teeth, and gently adjusted his position according to his feedback. power and position.

He was struck by the treasure hidden in this madness.

It's really... very flattering.

So he loosened the clenched cloak, stretched out his left arm to embrace the opponent, and removed the slightest distance that the hunter kept with reason, chest to chest, and even the handcuffed right hand, to overlap and entangle with the opponent's hand intimately , try to hold on.

Fyodor: "..."

He found that this person was really hateful, so he changed to a position where he could feel the heartbeat more clearly, pressed the person on the sofa, pressed down, pressed the other's affectionate right hand with his left hand, grabbed it into his hand, and Man is completely brought into his control without any resistance.

Satisfaction fills the chest cavity, and because I know it is only a short-term illusion, it fills in emptiness and anger later.

Now I can't tell whether it was the possessive desire that arose out of the desire to control at first, or the desire to possess because of the love that I don't know when it happened, and then it is the desire to control that makes the other party uncomfortable.

But he no longer intends to suppress and accommodate.

Because this person can only pretend to be stupid and push his feet.

Yunhe, who was hot in his heart and felt a chill behind him, struggled subconsciously.The metal clinking sound of the handcuffs that bound the two of them together brought the other person's sobriety and sanity back.

With a guilty conscience, he forcibly strengthened his momentum and said, "This is no longer a beating. Your assault on the police should be enough!"

Stopping his movements, when Fyodor pulled out his hand, there was a section of silver-white hair. He held the smooth and cold long hair and said with a smile: "I hope that after this matter is over, we will The grievances between the two can have a result that satisfies both of them."

Party B Yunhe directly hallucinated into "Either be my object or my enemy".

He swallowed nervously, his Adam's apple rolled, and the tingling in his neck intensified, deepening his correct perception of this forgiving-looking beauty.

Gloomy, sane lunatic.

So lovely.

He was insanely excited, but desperately wanted to see how crazy this person could go.

"There is another piece of good news that you haven't heard yet."

He looked away with difficulty, and told himself in his heart not to be blinded by lust, to be cautious and not to be reckless, and now a superior confessed that he was a scumbag who caught his partner in the trap.

But in the eyes of the other party, it is because they are afraid of their true side.

Fyodor restrained his smile, lowered his eyes and said, "What good news?"

"Cough cough." Yunhe's gaze wandered for a while, and he even leaned back a little, distanced himself from the person, and only then began to be sincere in his usual manner.

"I've inquired that Meursault has a good diet, healthy work and rest, books are provided, single rooms, and everyone in them is talented. It's good for you to stay for a while and rest."

Although the seriousness and devotion to the work are commendable, such heavy dark circles can easily lead to sudden death.

Fyodor: "..."