When Gin loses the nether filter

The posture of the two is very close.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was younger than Qin Jiu, and his height was slightly higher than that of Asians, so that he was almost held in Qin Jiu's arms.

The man's cold hand held the back of his neck, as if pinching the vitals of some furry creature.

It's not strong, just pressing, perhaps because he is too sensitive, he can almost feel the thin calluses on the man's fingertips rubbing against it with a little itch.

And gin has always had cold fingers.

The coolness spread directly from the back of Zhu Fu Jingguang's neck, causing ripples on his skin. He trembled unconsciously, and the base of his ears blushed probably due to physiological factors.

Facing Qin Jiu's sudden movement just now, his subconscious resistance made him now - his hands were propped on the walls on both sides of Qin Jiu's neck.

And his own back was pressed against the cold filing cabinet.

The body and the gin are in contact with each other seamlessly.

At such a distance, Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't smell any real smell from Qin Jiu, but the latter's cold and clear temperament made people unconsciously associate it with a cold breath.

The tip of his nose almost touched Gin's Adam's apple, so he couldn't help lowering his eyes, and saw a bit of the raised shape on the other's slender neck in the dark.

— seemed to be trembling slightly because of his breathing.

So Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't control his imagination.

The silver-haired man in black frowned, pursed his mouth, and his Adam's apple trembled uncontrollably because of his excessively close breathing, which made the man's lips purse even more straight.

The young man unconsciously rolled his Adam's apple up and down, and his breathing became a little messy.

He forced his attention away from the scene in front of him, and the next moment, he realized something more embarrassing.

Perhaps Qin Jiu was just standing against the wall, at most he raised his hand to clasp the back of Zhu Fu Jingguang's neck, so that the two of them could hide in the crack.

However, due to the struggle that Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't react at first, in addition to passively "wall dong" Qin Jiu with his hands, his left leg was accidentally stuck between Qin Jiu's legs.

He could only hold back his energy and tried his best to distance himself from Gin.

Obviously, in the past 20 years, he has had such contact with other homosexuals. Even in the free fighting class during the police academy, he rolled on the ground with a few friends more than once.

How could he have such an embarrassing and blushing reaction when he came to Qinjiu? !

Zhu Fu Jingguang felt that at this moment, he looked like an immature boy who had just been exposed to small movies in high school. His heart was full of taboo distractions, and he just wished that he could pour a pot of cold water on his head.

"Wake up, Zhu Fu Jingguang!"

He gritted his teeth in his heart.

Obviously, obviously, he has grown up so much, and he has never had such——such excessive thoughts.

He almost forgot about the crisis of the new invasion at the door of the archive room.

"Da da da--"

Slow footsteps came.

It can be judged that there are two people who are walking between the filing cabinets and have not yet approached this side.

Zhu Fu Jingguang heard his heart beating more and more, the pounding sound was hardly too obvious in such a quiet environment.

He couldn't believe that the gin that was attached to him didn't hear it! ! !

In fact, Gin, who had been wary of the two outsiders, did hear it.

As he listened to footsteps a few filing cabinets away, he felt a vibration in his chest.

"Lu Chuan is so nervous?"

Qin Jiu raised his eyebrows: "It really is a newcomer."

It doesn't matter, didn't Vodka was promoted by him in the same way back then, he could even tolerate Vodka's IQ, Lu Chuan's strength is online, it's just that he is a little nervous due to lack of experience - not a problem.

【I really don’t even have the slightest sense of being taken advantage of, Qin-chan】

[The old thief really didn't do it on purpose... The scenery here is too dark! ! (I like it) The eyes staring at Master Qin's neck feel like he's about to bite on it the next moment]

[I rely on the blackening scene, it's emotional]

[Actually, in terms of height and personality, my violin is extremely aggressive, even the movement of buckling Jing Guang's neck is super aggressive!But—Jing Guang's eyes!There is also down and up, blackness and gentle attack, this subtle and easy-to-lock theme of a small black room who knows who knows! ! ! 】

【Wen and softly smiled and pushed the man down, then sat on his waist, gently raised a strand of silver hair, leaned over and smiled——】

[The sisters in front of the book have no store! ! 】

[I couldn’t get Jingqin before, after all, I’m a superficial lsp (shy) who doesn’t like meat and loves me, I didn’t expect that the best of the forum sisters (covering my face) would be shy!It's going to be sour! (whisper)]

[My Qin, who has no self-knowledge and is resistant to ambiguous atmospheres, will never be able to attack (Zhen Sheng)]

[The previous sisters are right, the current attack is all about Teddy, and readers who have no initiative will shout "xxx can't do it!"]

[And the old thief interviewed the seal Lord Qin would not fall in love with anyone, this kind of cold-hearted setting is very suitable for forced subjects (cover face)]

[Today's sisters are unexpectedly wild and uninhibited, only I care about the development of the plot again (tears)]

The forum chatter was lively, but the tension in the archive room became more and more intense.

The sound of footsteps not far away is gradually approaching.

Zhu Fu Jingguang could even see the light of the flashlights of the two people sweeping here.

He couldn't help but ease his breath.

"Da da da--"

Eventually the unidentified duo walked into the last row, where Gin and Wine were hiding in the filing cabinet.

Jing Guang leaned against the filing cabinet, and could even feel the soft sound of someone outside touching the filing cabinet.

——the sound of wire being inserted into the lock of a key.

Zhu Fu Jingguang made an overly coincidental guess for no reason.

"Those two people's goals..."

"Shouldn't it be the same as the organization?!"

Gin apparently had a guess as well.

He frowned uncomfortably, and slightly exerted his hand on the young man's neck.

Without paying attention, Zhu Fu Jingguang was caught off guard and pressed on the side of Qin Jiu's neck.

His lips—seemed to have touched, on some cold, slightly beating pulse.

The delicate touch is transmitted to the brain along the tactile nerve.

In the darkness, his eyes suddenly widened.

Just now when he was startled by Qin Jiu's movement, he subconsciously opened his mouth slightly, so that at this moment, he seemed to be kissing the vitals on the side of the man's neck.

It's a kiss, not just a touch.

With just a little force, a reddish hickey can be left.

The young man's heartbeat became more and more violent, and his face was completely flushed, and this temperature spread along the part of his cheeks that touched Gin's neck.

He swallowed unconsciously, his Adam's apple moved slightly.

Just as he took a deep breath and was about to forcefully suppress his palpitations, suddenly, the man in front of him raised his other hand, inserted it between their bodies, and placed it across his chest.

Pressing against Zhu Fu Jingguang's chest in a gesture of refusal.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was taken aback for a moment, and the next moment he felt the hand on his chest bend, and a slight itchiness came.

"—"

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, feeling the traces of fingers across his body.

--take it easy.

The man wrote without haste.

He was calm and composed, completely unaware of how much impact his careless appeasement had on the young man.

Zhu Fu Jingguang reacted for a while before he understood the intention of Qin Jiu.

His face turned red all of a sudden, and as if remembering something, he suddenly turned pale.

Jing Guang smiled wryly in his heart: "...I'm not nervous."

He wasn't worried about Gin being found out at all, even he had such despicable calculations in his heart.

But now...

He could faintly hear the man's steady heartbeat, but the remaining touch in his chest was still obvious.

The young man lowered his eyes silently.

"Qin, wine."

He meditated, and the self-loathing in his heart became more and more excessive.

Their silent actions did not affect the behavior of the two people outside.

After a while, the filing cabinet opened.

Then a middle-aged man's voice sounded hoarse.

"Is this it? j24q27."

The other person seemed a little younger, and replied in a low voice: "...that's right."

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

The middle-aged man laughed and said: "The police department's defense is not as strict as imagined. As long as the surveillance is dealt with, who can catch us!"

The young man giggled: "Now that we have this thing, we can really feel at ease!"

"No, you know that when I saw the news of Ueno Kensei's death yesterday, I went, and all the brothers in our gang were pleasantly surprised! This guy is dead!"

The young man clicked his tongue: "Our company is similar. I don't know where the divine justice came from heaven to kill this kind of scum. Anyway, we dare not."

The middle-aged man shrugged: "I'm afraid of being retaliated, there's nothing I can do. Ueno Kencheng has a terrible background, and the person who assassinated him has no news, or he has already been dealt with..."

As he spoke, he gestured at his neck.

"Or, that guy's background is no worse than Ueno Kensei's!"

The young man muttered: "Then I wish Kensei Ueno got into trouble."

"I hope, I really look down on Ueno Kensei. We, these little gangs, are doing well together. No one knows the rules of the other world. He is the only one who is self-righteous. He wants to get involved in everything, and wants to take advantage of everything. , although we are not good people, but every line has its own rules, I thought at the beginning that it would be a matter of time before Kensei Ueno got screwed!"

"Tsk, let's dare to say a few words after that guy is dead. If you want me to say, it's still the guy who dared to assassinate."

"Anyway, I really don't understand why Ueno Kensei is so greedy. Isn't it good to be a good police officer?! We want to collude with this collusion, and our gang didn't want to get involved with him at the beginning. It’s too deep, for a small gang, it’s unsteady.”

"Heh, do you think it's useful to refuse? Don't we have to listen to him because we were caught? Now that we have this folder, Kencheng Ueno is dead. From now on, we will be free."

"Speaking of which, it seems that the profiteer Yota Yamamura died yesterday?"

"Hey, he deserves it. He is like a pug every day after Ueno Kencheng. Didn't he kill someone and was caught by the police two years ago, but Ueno Kencheng fished it out for him, tsk."

Zhu Fu Jingguang listened quietly.

The more I listen, the more I don't understand.

Are those two talking about the Ueno seniors he knows?

Zhu Fu Jingguang has never seen that senior with his own eyes - except for yesterday's sniping.

He just heard about the benevolent deeds of that senior from time to time amidst the compliments from everyone in the police circle.

"He is a kind and righteous senior."

——This idea has been deeply embedded in his mind.

But what are the two outsiders talking about? !

Who spread the rumor about Senior Ueno?

Or whoever uses the name of Senior Ueno to do some evil things for profiteering...

The young man frowned tightly and gritted his teeth unconsciously.

Then his lips really "bited" the neck of the man in front of him.

"!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang felt that someone grabbed the back of his neck, like a black cat being attacked suddenly, and he took a step back as if his hair was blown.

So it hit the filing cabinet with a crisp "bang".

It was deafening in the silence and darkness of the archive room.

The discussion between the middle-aged man and the young man came to an abrupt end.

The two looked at each other, and both saw the astonished and cruel look in the other's eyes.

Turning his head to look at the place where the voice came from: "—Who is there?!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang heard Qin Jiu give a low "tsk".

The next moment, the silver-haired man raised his hand without hesitation and shot at the outside of the filing cabinet.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two blind shots in the dark.

But there were two muffled hums.

The flashlight also fell to the ground, rolled and rolled, and finally pointed at the two people who fell on the ground.

Qin Jiu walked out of the cracks unhurriedly, condescendingly watching the two people in a panic on the ground.

He glanced across the document bag tightly held in the young man's hand, and sneered: "Don't hold it, do you think you can keep it?"

The young man frowned: "What do you mean—? You too?"

"laugh."

Gin raised his eyebrows: "We won't be like you."

Being held hostage and forced to work hard, he finally had to steal his own evidence like a mouse.

The young man heard the sarcasm in Gin Jiu's tone, and his face flushed: "So what! What you want is not in my hands yet!"

"Let us go!"

He squeezed the document viciously: "Otherwise, I'll tear it up right now!"

"Click."

The muzzle of the black hole was aimed at his head impartially.

The tall and thin figure vaguely in the dark stated the cruel fact in a casual and cold tone: "I hate people threatening me the most."

"It's still the struggle of such a boring loser."

The young man vaguely saw that the long-haired man who couldn't see his face tilted his head slightly.

He heard the deep voice say.

"Hand over,"

"—or hand it over after you die."