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That was probably an extremely long two seconds for everyone present, not just for Wen Dong.

The moment he saw the scene in the room clearly, Yin Hui clearly felt the force of the muzzle on the back of his head exerted suddenly. The sharp and fierce hostility from the man behind him seemed to be real, and Yin Hui's legs were trembling uncontrollably. , obviously in a room with an extremely suitable temperature, the cold sweat rising from his back almost soaked his shirt——

For a moment, Yin Hui really felt that he was going to die here. He thought that the lunatic behind him who claimed to be Ji Meiren's ex-boyfriend would really shoot him!

But that was indeed just a moment, because in the next second, Ji Yan suddenly retracted the gun without warning, and he knocked Yin Hui's shoulder with the butt of the gun, his voice was hoarse, and he spit out two words coldly: "Step aside."

Yin Hui suddenly jumped back and forth on the line of life and death, his sanity had not returned, his reaction was half a beat slow, and Ji Lin slammed his shoulder hard, and his whole body was knocked to the other side, forcing Ji Lin to let him go Out of the way.

Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand to support the wall beside him, so that Yin Hui would not fall directly to the ground, but when he raised his eyes again, he saw that Ji Lin had strode towards Wen Dong and the young man, as if he was about to start a brutal killing beast.

At the critical moment, I don't know whether it was out of the extremely pitiful kindness in my heart, or out of pure love for minors, Yin Hui crazily gave the boy winks, and hurriedly called him in a low voice: "Xiao Yi, come here, hurry up!" come over!"

But the young man who is usually afraid of him in every possible way but also respects him doesn't know what happened this time. It's as if he didn't hear Yin Hui's words at all, and he didn't even turn his head to this side. Instead, he was in a daze Generally speaking, he still maintains a half-squat and half-kneeling posture, motionless, looking up and looking straight at Wen Dong's face.

Yin Hui was extremely anxious, but he didn't dare to go forward and drag the boy away.

"Brother," Ji Yan had just come closer when he heard the boy call out to Wen Dong, his tone was almost stubborn, "I said I believed it, I really believed it, so, what you said before, brother, Do you still count?"

Ji Lin's footsteps stopped, and he lowered his eyes to look down at Wen Dong's hair, but his thoughts drifted inexplicably——

Wen Dong, his little painter, his beautiful stunner, although her hair is so soft, but she is rebellious and hard to tame.

Inducing people to sink, destroy, and conquer.

Of course Wen Dong felt the eyes tightly wrapping himself around him like dense silk, but he pretended not to notice it, and lowered his head to look at the boy's eyes with a little more compassion, because he understood what the boy didn't say— —

Do you still count?What you say can take me out, I believe, I really believe, so, is it true?

But if you go out, will everything be fine?

After a while, Wen Dong closed his eyes slightly, and he nodded lightly, his voice was very soft, but the words he said seemed heavy: "If you count, everything will be fine, it will be fine."

The firmness in that tone didn't seem like a mere promise, but rather a comfort to himself.

After a slight pause, Wen Dong slowly raised his hand on the young man's forehead, as if he wanted to make a movement of touching his head, but his hand hung in mid-air for a moment, but for some unknown reason, the palm of his hand finally It still didn't land on the top of the boy's hair, but instead fell back to his knees, and casually covered the skirt of the bathrobe again.

Even though he was in such an embarrassing physical condition at this time, his expression was still calm and composed, without any embarrassment.

"Listen to me," Wen Dong said again, still speaking to the boy, almost gently persuading him, "Go out first, okay?"

In terms of the case, Wen Dong has complete trust in Ji Lin. Although Ji Lin is standing here as his so-called ex-boyfriend, Wen Dong has no doubt that Tang Chu and the criminal police have already laid down an ambush. , just wait for a signal.

Otherwise, Wen Dong wouldn't just let the boy go with Yin Hui.

The young man stared at Wen Dong for another two seconds. After a while, he pursed his lips, but still didn't make another sound. He finally nodded, stood up and walked out.

Wen Dong turned his head, followed the young man's back to the door of the room, and then moved his gaze slightly to the right to land on Yin Hui, who was breathing heavily, and suddenly said in a very polite manner: "By the way, Principal Yin, can you now?" Did you give me back my phone and clothes?"

That's right, the agreement Wen Dong and Yin Hui signed was actually quite strict. Apart from having to take the aphrodisiac Yin Hui prepared, there was also a need to make sure that you had every- thing before entering the room. No-hang up, communication devices like mobile phones are naturally not allowed to be brought in, and all clothes have to be taken off. At Wen Dong's request, Yin Hui gave him a new bathrobe.

Of course, the studio was also requested by Wen Dong. The boy was no longer naked and shackled by chains. Instead, he wore a T-shirt and trousers, which was also requested by Wen Dong.

This is in line with the requirements of the agreement. Obviously, Yin Hui's organization is very complete. It not only provides the "counselors" themselves and the venue, but also satisfies the various hobbies of the "tutors" as much as possible.

Some people like the coercion of birdcages and handcuffs, so naturally some people like the youth of the studio boy. In Yin Hui's eyes, Wen Dong is the latter. This type of "tutor" is not uncommon, so Yin Hui didn't suspect it.

"Of course!" Yin Hui was about to sneak out of the room, but was caught off guard by Wen Dong's question. He complained in his heart, and hurriedly replied: "I'll get it for you right now, I'll get it right away." !"

Before he could finish speaking, he had swept out of the room like a whirlwind.

The young man looked back at Wen Dong again, Wen Dong gave him a comforting smile, the young man unconsciously pursed his lips, and couldn't help but sneak a glance at Wen Dong who was standing beside Wen Dong, even if he didn't say a word, he didn't say anything at all. Ji Lin who cannot be ignored.

But Ji Lin didn't look at him. To be precise, since entering this room, Ji Lin's gaze has been fixed on Wen Dong without any deviation, as if he can only see Wen Dong alone.

In less than 2 minutes, Yin Hui went back and forth. Seeing that the boy was still standing at the door, he immediately stretched out his hand and dragged the boy out of the door. After that, he slowly put a paper bag in his hand on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: " All your things... are here, can you come and get them yourself?"

Obviously, Yin Hui didn't dare to approach Ji Lin at all.

Wen Dong lowered his eyes to look at the paper bag on the ground, nodded his head as if he was very talkative, and even said "I'm sorry", but at the last second when Yin Hui turned to leave the room, he calmly called him again : "Principal Yin, please delete my video."

Yin Hui's body froze suddenly!

video!

How did Ji Meiren know that this room was monitored? !

Yin Hui suddenly turned his head and looked over. In an instant, he seemed to realize something was wrong, but the moment his eyes touched Ji Lin, Yin Hui immediately lost his ability to think, and responded in a panic: "Delete...all have been deleted It's clean! It's really deleted! Your ex-boyfriend...he stared at me and deleted it, if you don't believe me, ask him!"

The word "stare" is too euphemistic, it was obviously deleted with a gun to the back of the head!

Yin Hui has never seen such a lunatic before, and when he thinks about it, he is terrified!

Seeing that Dong finally turned his attention to Ji Lin, Yin Hui couldn't control himself anymore, fled out of the room in a panic with trembling legs and closed the door vigorously.

The room was finally dark and quiet again.

With four eyes facing each other, Wen Dong clearly saw from the bottom of Ji Lin's eyes the sharpness that could no longer be suppressed, like a wolf with fierce eyes, its eyes were surprisingly bright in a dark room, but they contained endless danger.

It's really strange to say that after Wen Dong took the aphrodisiac, his body really felt extremely uncomfortable--dizzy and confused, hot and excited all over, as if all the blood in his body was rushing to the position between his legs. It surged, but Wen Dong only felt physical discomfort, but was not aroused by the slightest emotion that could be called desire.

However, at this moment, just meeting Ji Lin's simple eyes, Wen Dong's heart suddenly trembled heavily, and an extremely strong longing rose from the bottom of his heart in an instant, and then quickly led to his limbs and bones, making him He stretched out his hand involuntarily, and grabbed Ji Lin's wrist.

In fact, Wen Dong didn't know what he wanted to do, he seemed to just instinctively want to get closer to Ji Lin, closer, closer...

It seemed that this could relieve all his discomfort and restlessness, and fill up the black hole in his heart.

But Ji Lin's shirt cuffs are always buttoned up meticulously, and Ren Wendong's fingertips rubbing back and forth are still separated by a thin layer of shirt fabric, unable to really touch Ji Lin's skin.

This kind of feeling of being scratching one's boots made Wen Dong's heart itch even more. His eyes, which were always cold and bright in the past, seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, containing unconscious confusion and lust, and he was under the influence of drugs. Affected by the effect, Wen Dong's complexion and lip color are not as pale as in the past, instead they are stained with a faint blush, very much like a red rose in full bloom.

At this time, the bright red lips opened and closed slightly, and there was a groan of dissatisfaction between the lips.

Wen Dong turned the button on Ji Lin's cuff with his fingertips, trying to untie it, but also under the effect of the drug, his finger flexibility was greatly reduced, and he struggled with the button for a long time but still failed.

In the next second, before Wen Dong continued to try again, he was suddenly thrown onto the easel behind him by a strong force.

However, he didn't feel any pain. On the contrary, the back of his head and back felt warm to the touch - it was Ji Lin's palm that was placed behind him.

Ji Lin leaned over, and Wen Dong was almost enveloped by him, as if he had entered an invisible cage.

"Wen Dong," Ji Lin finally spoke, and said the first words to Wen Dong since the two met. His voice was hoarse, like a trapped animal, "Do you really think I'm a gentleman?"

Wen Dong's nearly stagnant brain made it completely difficult for him to distinguish Ji Lin's intentions when he said this. He nodded and shook his head again, unable to answer why.

But Ji Lin didn't seem to need his answer.

Because in the next instant, Wen Dong felt a sudden pain in the tip of his ear, and the pain was no less than when he had personally pierced the hook of the lock ring into his earlobe before, the pain was so painful that he was almost conscious.

So Wen Dong was soberly aware that the pain at the tip of his ear at this time was due to Ji Lin biting him.

The sharp fangs easily pierced the thin skin at the tip of the ear, and Wen Dong clearly felt a little warm blood gushing out, but before it could flow down, it was all licked away by the tip of Ji Lin's tongue.

However, this was not enough, the paintbrush in Wen Dong's hand was taken away by Ji Lin at some point, and the tip of the pen landed on Wen Dong's legs precisely through a thin bathrobe.

Rubbing back and forth.

A numb feeling like an electric shock swept over his whole body instantly, Wen Dong pressed his lower lip tightly, he subconsciously wanted to curl up his legs, but Ji Lin held down his knees, making it difficult for him to move any more.

"Wen Dong," Ji Lin kept on tipping his pen, as if teasing a disobedient prey with the tail of a wild beast, and his tone was almost harsh, "Do you remember what you promised me?"

Promised me that before making every decision that might put you in danger, you would inform me in advance and let me go with you, or at least, give me enough time to cooperate with you.

Wen Dong naturally remembered that this was a bet they made the night after they followed Sun Tao, he lost the bet, and Ji Lin proposed the conditions.

But obviously, Wen Dong still failed to do it this time.

He neither told Ji Lin in advance that he wanted Ji Lin to accompany him, nor did he make any advance preparations for Ji Lin to make better preparations.

He still sent an ambiguous and specious voice to Ji Lin at the most critical moment, asking Ji Lin to identify, judge, and then take action.

He is still like a gambler, betting on himself in order to achieve his goal, and doesn't care about his own results.

Wen Dong knew intellectually that if he agreed to Ji Lin but failed to do so, he should probably apologize to Ji Lin.

But the stubbornness in his bones couldn't make him apologize for such a reason - so what if I didn't do it?Even if you don't come in time today, I will be the one who may be hurt in the end, so what does it have to do with you?

So the words of apology twirled around Wen Dong's lips, and then he swallowed them back intact.

For a long while, with such a posture that was completely suppressed by Ji Lin, and even the most sensitive part was being maliciously teased by Ji Lin at this moment, Wen Dong suddenly raised his head, and opened his mouth to bite Ji Lin's sharp, half-hidden under the collar of his shirt. Adam's apple, the tip of the tongue slightly protruded, and licked it lightly.

"My hunter," Wen Dong's lips lifted slowly, he didn't answer the question, and his tone was seductive like a seductive sea monster, "I failed to do what I promised you, do you want to punish me?"

The author says:

Xiao Ji, you are not a human if you don't punish! 【bushi】