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The days passed like this for a few days, and there was a rare calm before the storm.

The commander wants them to maintain the status quo, the arrow is already on the line, and there is no room for a slight mistake. At this time, any mistake may cause the failure of the entire plan.

Xie Qingcheng and He Yu naturally understood the stakes, and they became more and more cautious whether it was their work actions or getting along with each other in private.

He Yu went out every morning and returned to his room at night. The two cooperated with the organization to perfect the intelligence details on the island.After dinner, Xie Qingcheng took the medicine and fell asleep. He Yu read at the desk for a while before going to bed.

Although Duan Wen seemed to have dispelled his suspicions now and did not send anyone to check the bedding, but for safety reasons, they had to play with each other under the quilt every night, causing the big bed to shake and the bedding to move.

This kind of scene is actually very difficult to grasp, as if the two actors want to perform a large-scale sex scene realistically, it is inevitable that they will be really hard to control.

After the side effects of No. [-] serum completely subsided, Xie Qingcheng's reaction was fine, but He Yu was really not that comfortable.

Since the commander said that they must pay attention to everything, in order to avoid the mission that may come at any time, they have never really inserted it.

But sometimes the friction really catches fire, He Yu's desire is hot and hot, he props up his trousers high, and every time he presses it heavily and hotly against the slightly sunken place, as if he is manipulating through the semi-moist fabric The hole was wet through the top of the panties, and the movements became a little out of control.

Whenever He Yu couldn't control himself anymore, he would grab a pillow and put it between him and Xie Qingcheng, so that he wouldn't really rub under Xie Qingcheng when he contradicted him, and when he wanted to vent his desire, he would Laying on the pillow, her lower abdomen pressed against the soft pillow, her buttocks pushed forward frantically, and then she stretched her hands down to hold her ready-to-go penis, and frowned fiercely in self-blasphemy.

The thick liquid would always spray on Xie Qingcheng's legs, but it was actually very subtle, not to mention that He Yu's heavy panting was blowing against Xie Qingcheng's ears when he released it, which made Xie Qingcheng gradually feel a little uncomfortable .

When He Yu fucked him through the cushion, the feeling of being squeezed in the abdomen was even stronger, and the feeling of taboo that could not be entered turned into an invisible ant, which ignited numbly in the lower abdomen.

In the next few nights, He Yu felt that it was very uncomfortable to be separated by the cushion. One time, the cushion was pushed too hard, and the cushion slipped out of their lower abdomen. He Yu was addicted to desire and did not pull it back. , when his waist and hips sank into Xie Qingcheng's legs, he felt the delicate and warm skin on the inner thighs. He was about to climax at that time, but he lost his head and tore off Xie Qingcheng's underwear , and then pushed his panties aside, nakedly releasing his proud penis. While frantically twitching, he squirted against Xie Qingcheng's small hole without any hindrance. There is a wet sticky between the colleague's legs.

After this time, there seems to be a clear but complicated relationship between the two.

Although Xie Qingcheng knew that He Yu hadn't slept with Anthony, he didn't think that He Yu still had the same sincere love for him as he did back then. This may be because of the mission, but also because of the desire that normal men would have.

But He Yu's side was more serious. He also felt that Xie Qingcheng was really with Chen Man, and he had to cooperate to do these things because of the mission.

They all know that the other party has forgiven themselves, and they still have desires for themselves, but no one dares to mention the next level, such as love.

What's more, the big battle is imminent, and such important things are waiting for them to deal with. It is really inappropriate to talk about personal feelings at this time.It seems that in the [-] o'clock TV series, the fighters have already been beaten to death, and the protagonist is still discussing the issue of whether you love me or not, as if how many people die outside has nothing to do with the protagonist.

Of course they don't do that.

They only have a little time at night, and they can indulge in selfish desires that don't hurt the overall situation.And in this indulgence of selfish desires, after getting along day and night like this, they are gradually and inevitably dragged into the abyss of old love by each other.

Especially on Mandela Island, on the eve of the war, they can only be selfish for a moment, why should they make themselves uncomfortable in this moment of tenderness?

So He Yu didn't seem to want to care about Chen Man or Chen Man anymore, and he didn't care who Xie Qingcheng was with. As the atmosphere on the island became increasingly tense, and the final days were getting closer, He Yu changed. Thought, he wanted to use the pretense of work to force Xie Qingcheng under his wing in this last time.

Xie Qingcheng also gradually stopped thinking about what kind of feelings He Yu had for him.

At least at this moment, He Yu really needs him.

They went crazy every night, and the flames became more and more serious, but because there was still a layer of veil between them, since they didn't have to deal with Duan Wen's inspection, they didn't really make it to the end step.

It's just that after He Yu took off the pillow, he rubbed against Xie Qingcheng's legs without any cover and ejaculated every night. After doing it, he also made the bed, the quilt, Xie Qingcheng's abdomen, between his legs, and even his pussy. Mouth is full of sticky semen.

Later, when He Yu ejaculated, he stared at Xie Qingcheng's eyes between the quilts. He looked at those beautiful peach blossom eyes, and suddenly couldn't help it anymore, lowered his head, and kissed Xie Qingcheng needlessly. Lips panting slightly.

None of them thought of this kiss, and when they both came back to their senses, they had already kissed together passionately as if venting, and they didn't even know who was pestering whom.

That night, it wasn't to deal with Duan Wen, but He Yu managed to insert it anyway.

Because Xie Qingcheng was in poor health, he restrained himself from entering, but he couldn't bear the pleasure after only inserting a stem head. These days, he bumped against the pillow and dawdled at the acupuncture point, which seemed to have become an appetizer before the main course, but instead The excruciating stimulation of real penetration was aggravated, Xie Qingcheng's vagina had never sucked him so intensely, he just pushed against the contracted hole, and the lewd water seemed to flow out.

That night, the two had no excuses, but they did private things related to love.

Xie Qing was lying on the bed, kept being pushed backward by He Yu, the mattress creaked with the intense movements of the two, his back was slightly arched, his body was shaking with He Yu's thrusting, pale A bright reddish layer appeared on the skin.He Yu tore off a condom at first, but halfway through the fuck, he couldn't stand it anymore. He pulled out his wet and hot penis again, took off the condom, and pushed it in hotly again.Xie Qingcheng was devastated at the time, his hands clenched the bed sheet tightly, his knuckles turned white, and he murmured hoarsely: "You fucking... said you would wear a condom... wear a condom...!! "

"You're not as comfortable as you are now after wearing it." He Yu was flustered, and while venting his desire and love on Xie Qingcheng, he panted, "It's all taken off, and it's the same when I ejaculate outside. .”

This time, he didn't lie. Although He Yu's bedding was poor and his nature was tyrannical, he finally remembered Xie Qingcheng's frailty. Inserting it into the extremely hot and humid acupuncture point, pulling it out, and spraying it all onto Xie Qingcheng's handsome face with a low growl.

Afterwards, he panted and touched the face of the man under him. Under the dark quilt, he could vaguely see Xie Qingcheng's dazed expression after being fucked.

Suddenly, like three years ago, he felt a kind of pity and pain that could not be described in words.

Pity is because of deep love.

The pain is because you can't get it.

He lowered his head and kissed Xie Qingcheng's slightly trembling lips again, bit the soft lips, and kissed him from shallow to deep—they had done such a thing between them, neither of them knew what to say, neither of them knew what to say. Dare to say anything, no one can say anything.

So I didn't say anything at all, and after the almost silent sex, there were silent entanglements, kisses and hugs.

Then one night, He Yu hugged Xie Qingcheng, who was also covered in heat and sweat, and calmed down his heartbeat in the aftermath of passion.In such an atmosphere, He Yu suddenly felt an impulse.

He grabbed Xie Qingcheng's hand, lowered his eyelashes, kissed the tattoo on his wrist, and said softly: "Xie Qingcheng, tell me, if No. Have my baby?"

Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes, he wanted to repeat what he had said to He Yu many times, it was just a false reaction, not to mention that this reaction has disappeared now.But he was very tired, and he didn't have the strength to talk about these things with He Yu anymore.

He Yu's hand caressed his belly, with some bewildered and unrealistic desire in his eyes. "In that case, when the war is over, maybe you won't..."

He didn't go on talking, bit Xie Qingcheng's posterior carotid artery as if resenting something.

Xie Qingcheng wanted to scold him, but when the words came to his lips, he felt bitter and tasteless. They were not in the same relationship as before, and it was useless for him to scold He Yu.

He just let He Yu bite him like a dog, the flesh of his neck hurt slightly, he probably saw a little blood from the bite, and He Yu let go.

He Yu stared at his resigned look, and suddenly said: "Xie Qingcheng, do you remember, you never spoiled me before..."

"..."

"You always scold me for hating me."

"..."

"But I liked you very much at that time and thought you were good in everything. Even if I get old and sick in the future, I will always love you..."

Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes and listened to him.

He seemed to be expecting a word, but he didn't dare to expect a word.

He felt that if these tendernesses were not his illusions, if he could really hear He Yu saying that he liked it at this moment, then he might not be able to pretend at all, and his emotions would collapse accordingly, and everything would be messed up. It's a mess.

During the silence, Xie Qingcheng felt that He Yu's lips pressed against the scar on his neck again, and the tip of his warm tongue touched the wound, and he moved slightly.

He Yu let go of him, and where Xie Qingcheng couldn't see, his eyes were full of love-hate entanglement: "Xie Qingcheng."

"……Um?"

The lips were as red as a rose, and He Yu rubbed against him lightly with the tip of his nose, and said morbidly, "Your blood is so sweet."

Xie Qingcheng's heart trembled heavily.

After this night of entanglement for no reason, after that bowl of pear soup, after countless tender kisses, the sound of your blood was so sweet that he couldn't restrain his eye sockets from getting hot.

He turned around and looked at He Yu's face in the dark night.

He Yu: What's wrong?"

Xie Qingcheng looked at him for several seconds, and suddenly he felt very, very unwilling.This unwillingness was so strong that he believed that if the task in hand was over now, then at this moment he might not be able to hide his feelings completely.

But the most important task will be dispatched at any time, which of the two lunatics can bear such an emotional risk.

In the end, this normal person had to be Xie Qingcheng.

I am afraid that he has never lived for himself in his life.

"Do you want to tell me something?" He Yu asked him.

I don't know if it was Xie Qingcheng's illusion, but there seemed to be a slight tremor in He Yu's voice.In the past, it was for acting, the show broke up, the spectators left, and we got entangled again, why?

Whose play is not willing to end, whose residual makeup has not been removed for a long time, who is reluctantly looking at both ends of the stage after the end of the song-this fake couple's performance is so real, the lights are dimmed, the drums rest and applaud All the people left the theater, only the cups and plates were messed up, only the overlord hadn't removed his armor, and the concubine Yu was still holding the sword flower.

Who is unwilling and unwilling to leave?

Who can't end this round, at the end of the performance, the window is as thin as a cicada's wing, and it will burst if the breathing is heavier-who is it?

"Do you... want to tell me something?"

The tremor in his voice became more pronounced.

Like two people who have been walking alone in the fog for a long time, they finally heard another person's call faintly—they seemed to realize something.

In the thick fog, I looked around nervously and anxiously.

Xie Qingcheng could already feel He Yu's loss of control, he saw that there seemed to be blood in He Yu's eyes. Telling him he shouldn't be so impulsive.But the warm hopes that He Yu gave him surged up like a tide, and the tide made him control his voice but not his body.

Xie Qingcheng suddenly leaned over and kissed He Yu's lips.

"Do it again."

He whispered hoarsely to He Yu during the kiss.

He Yu's heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and he stared at him with wide eyes.

Xie Qingcheng's reaction was to grab He Yu's hair and kiss him deeply again.

"It's what I wanted to do. No regrets."

The two of them were too intense that night, Xie Qingcheng straddled He Yu's waist and moved, each time he penetrated deeply, it seemed that what He Yu got from this kind of lovemaking was not just sexual comfort, he The gap in his heart seemed to be filled with Xie Qingcheng's breathing and the rhythm of Xie Qingcheng's waist and hips.

He hugged him, staring obsessively at the frowning man sitting on him, from kissing his chest to kissing his chin, and finally couldn't restrain himself from pressing him back on the bed, lifting his arms legs, opening and closing to fuck the trembling man.

They stirred and panted in the dark night, and fell into beasts of desire, trembling and intertwined, and joined together to death.At the end, Xie Qingcheng raised his neck under He Yu's body, trembling like dying, and could hardly shoot anything. In a daze, he looked at He Yu's distorted face due to love, and he put He Yu His face was deeply engraved into his heart, and when he was fucked again to spurt out thin semen, he suddenly lost consciousness...

Early the next morning, Xie Qingcheng and He Yu woke up together, to be precise, they were woken up together by the microelectronic sensor of the Fengbo system.

The hidden headset was inserted, and as soon as it was connected, the commander's excited voice came from the headset: "It's done! The weapon deciphering of the rapid cold light is completed!"

He Yu and Xie Qing were shocked, they were completely awake and looked at each other.

They all knew that this meant that the war was about to start, and the war drum they had been waiting for was finally about to sound.

"The program designed by Zoya is very complicated. We spent a lot of effort. Fortunately, we finally found a way to destroy her device..." It can be seen that the commander is very excited. Even though he is normally serious, he can't control it at this time. With high emotion in his voice, he spouted a lot of words, and then suddenly realized, "Are you two still together?"

He Yu put his fingers on the headset, and under the cover of the bedding: "Yes, you can continue talking, Commander."

"Now Mandela is at 05:30 in the morning." The commander was taken aback for a moment, "You guys are..."

"Reminiscing about the old days." He Yu signaled Xie Qingcheng not to explain, and then said, "Do you need us to cooperate?"

"Oh, yes, yes." The commander immediately retracted his words, and he got straight to the point, "It's about the time for the second full-scale attack. We have a plan now. Soldiers are precious, and now that they have been cracked, There can be no delay, at six o'clock tomorrow night, Mandela Island time, the new troops will implement a landing plan code-named 'Headwind' and launch a decisive battle with Duan Wen. But, before that..."

He Yu has already guessed: "You need our cooperation to destroy the control system of the rapid cold light before six o'clock, right?"

Commander: "Yes, the range of the rapid cold light is very long, we have no time to approach the island, and I am afraid that the defense level around it has also been raised to a high level, it is almost impossible to break through from the outside, so the headquarters You need to complete your last mission to completely destroy it before the general battle begins!"

After deciphered by the headquarters, there are three program data tracks in the rapid cold light, and the three tracks complement each other. If one is destroyed, the other two will be quickly and automatically repaired. Therefore, three people must enter the control room at the same time, and at the same time remotely in the headquarters. Only by operating under the command and cutting off the three tracks at the same time can this weapon completely die down.

At present, He Yu and Xie Qingcheng are only two people, and there is only one left, so they must rescue Zheng Jingfeng before 05 o'clock tomorrow night.It is now 30:30, and there are still more than [-] hours left, and there is actually not much time left for them.

He Yu and Xie Qingcheng got up with their own concerns, and looked back at each other.

The emotion in that glance was very complicated. The reaction last night, saying that there was no emotion, was a lie. No matter how dull he was, he could still feel that the other party had old feelings for him.

But no one knows how old the relationship is. They responded to each other's hints, but they haven't had time to explain many details. Now that the task is assigned, there are too many and too heavy things to do, and all of them are related to human life.Mental Ebola patients are inherently afraid of emotional ups and downs, and it is extremely inappropriate to talk about love.

Xie Qingcheng's voice was still hoarse after excessive love affairs, he said to He Yu: "You go."

He Yu agreed.

Before leaving, He Yu took one last look at Xie Qingcheng.

With that infinitely morbid gaze, he thought about the feelings Xie Qingcheng still had for him, no matter how serious or not, he felt extreme joy mixed with pain, in order not to make all this more out of control, he turned his eyes away, deeply Taking a breath, he opened the door and walked out.