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After the words fell, Wen Dong clearly felt that Ji Lin's breathing stagnated when he was close at hand.

A moment later, Ji Lin's empty hand suddenly lifted up, and his fingertips slowly landed on Wen Dong's thin eyelids, caressing gently.

"Punishment?" Ji Lin's voice was so low that it almost whispered, "Any kind of punishment is fine?"

Ji Lin's fingertips were covered with a thin layer of calluses, and the touch on the eyelids was extremely numb. Wen Dong subconsciously wanted to hide, but driven by another stronger emotion, he held back and did not retreat, but closed obediently The eyes are closed, and the posture can almost be called piety.

"Anything is fine," Wen Dong closed his eyes, the corners of his lips were raised higher, his usually cold voice was softer due to the effect of the medicine, like a poppy wrapped in honey, "it can be locked, You can break me, you can eat me, my hunter, don't you really want to try?"

It would be difficult for a sage to refuse such an invitation from Wen Dong, let alone a lunatic like Ji Lin.

Ji Lin didn't speak, but gave the most straightforward answer with practical actions——

He quickly took off his thin coat and draped it over Wen Dong's body, wrapped Wen Dong's whole body, and then put one hand on Wen Dong's back and the other hand ran over Wen Dong's legs, and easily hugged Wen Dong horizontally.

Wen Dong was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand in cooperation, wrapping his slender arms around Ji Lin's neck.

Just hearing about Dong like this is not enough, he parted his thin lips slightly in a half-awake and half-drowsy state, and gently swirled on Ji Lin's chest through a thin layer of shirt fabric, and the body fluid immediately soaked the thin shirt slightly Wet, it fits Ji Lin's skin, and the outline of the muscles covered by the cloth is looming.

Ji Lin's breathing was very heavy, even extremely rare and unstable, like a beast struggling to restrain himself, but on the contrary, his arms holding Wen Dong were still extremely steady, and his steps were also very steady, even walking to At the door of the room, Ji Lin still didn't forget to bend his knees slightly for such a difficult movement, and hooked up the paper bag on the ground with one hand and carried it.

Ji Lin seems to be such a person, rationality and wildness can always be perfectly blended in him.

But because of this, Wen Dong wanted to know what Ji Lin would look like when he completely lost control.

Leaving the room, the young man and Yin Hui were no longer seen in the hall, probably because Yin Hui took the young man to hide in his office for the time being.

After hesitating for a moment, Wen Dong dragged his almost stagnant thinking, still wanting to care about the business.

But he raised his head slightly to look at Ji Lin, and was taken aback by Ji Lin's sharp jawline.

Before Wen Dong could speak, Ji Lin lowered his head slightly as if he knew what he wanted to ask, and said in a low voice as a warning: "He can't run away, Mr. Xiao Wen had better worry about himself now."

Wen Dong was speechless, of course he understood the meaning of Ji Lin's words, but he pretended not to know, and asked provocatively, "Why do I worry about myself?"

Ji Lin lowered his eyes to look over, but didn't answer right away, until he got into the elevator and the elevator door slowly closed, Ji Lin's lips hooked slightly, this smile was clearly different from the usual smile on his lips The gentle arc, on the contrary, contained two points of ambiguity, and he said softly: "I hope Mr. Xiaowen won't cry later."

"Really?" Wen Dong nestled in Ji Lin's arms. This was obviously a very delicate and even weak gesture, but he raised his brows and responded mercilessly, "I thought Mr. Ji actually wanted to see me cry more."

The most real thoughts in his heart were directly exposed by Wen Dong. Ji Lin's eyes moved slightly, but there was no embarrassment in his expression. Instead, he smiled frankly, his voice was still hoarse, but his tone was full of morbid tenderness and longing: "Then , my beautiful stunner, will you satisfy my evil delusion?"

Wen Dong gripped Ji Lin's neck tighter, he raised his head, his lips covered Ji Lin's Adam's apple again, and licked it gently, his voice was trembling, but his tone was not to be outdone: "My Hunter, it depends on your ability, don't you think so?"

As soon as the ending sound fell, the elevator arrived at the underground parking lot, and the elevator door opened slowly. Ji Yan carried Wen Dong in his arms and walked out, turned left and right, and found his own car with ease.

I have to say that Ji Lin's road-recording ability is really top-notch, comparable to a "living map".

When the car was unlocked, Ji Lin raised his hand and opened the rear door, his movements seemed to be impatient but still gently put Wen Dongping in the rear seat.

Before Wen Dong could respond, Ji Lin was overwhelmed again.

But he supported both sides of Wen Dong's head with his two strong arms, keeping an extremely small distance between his body and Wen Dong, and did not really put his own weight on Wen Dong.

Ji Lin's lips touched Wen Dong's ear tip again, and the sharp teeth pierced the thin skin of the ear tip again, but this time, I don't know whether he did it on purpose or not, the force was much lighter than before, and it was worse than biting. It's more like grinding together, adding two points of ambiguity that is almost warm.

Coincidentally, Wen Dong's second special ability today suddenly appeared, and in an instant, Ji Lin's gentle and clean scent of grass and trees surged from the tip of his nose, as well as his aggressive eyes and movements at this moment. Formed an extreme contrast.

Wen Dong was dazed for a moment.

It seems that Wen Dong didn't realize it until this moment. In fact, before meeting Ji Lin, he didn't like it, and even resisted intimate contact with other people.

Wen Dong has had many boyfriends, but with every boyfriend, they stopped at holding hands and hugging, not even kissing.

Because it is always difficult for Wen Dong to feel his heartbeat, and because he is always used to ending a relationship at the highest point, just like always throwing away roses when they are in full bloom.

Of course, it's more because he doesn't like it very much, and even hates the taste of desire.

But this seems to be a paradox, love and desire are extremely difficult to separate, so it is difficult for Wen Dong to make any relationship last.

But Ji Lin is different.

No matter at any time, no matter what situation he is in, Wen Dong can only smell the unchanging grass and trees on Ji Lin's body, which is vast and far away, easily causing him to sink, sink deep, and even tremble his soul, rising from the bottom of his heart A very secret longing.

Ji Lin's half-gnawed and half-licked simo has slowly descended from the tip of the ear, past the pinna and earlobe, and now lingers on Wen Dong's slender neck again.

Wen Dong keenly felt that his Adam's apple and the side of the neck where the pulse pulsed clearly received the most "care" - that is the most vulnerable and deadly place of all animals.

The airtight space inside the car is extremely quiet, so quiet that Wen Dong can clearly hear his heartbeat in sync with Ji Lin, and his breath entwined with Ji Lin, like falling into an unknown abyss, endlessly attractive but also endlessly dangerous.

His most vulnerable neck was exposed in front of Ji Lin without any defenses, allowing Ji Lin to act presumptuously, but Wen Dong didn't feel the slightest fear, but there were waves of fine, numb itching on the side of his neck like an electric shock transmit elsewhere.

But Ji Lin's gaze was clearly on Wen Dong's face all the time, but at the moment Wen Dong made a movement, he seemed to be keenly aware of his intention to bend his knees. The next second, Ji Lin easily stopped Wen Dong's movement, even The layers of cloth still rubbed against each other.

Wen Dong only felt that there was not a single part of his body that was not crisp, including his bones. He was itchy and eager to achieve more substantial progress, but Ji Lin's actions ran counter to his desire.

After a long while, Wen Dong couldn't bear it, he turned his head slightly to avoid Ji Lin's constant torture, his beautiful eyes filled with thin water vapor, his breathing was chaotic and irregular, his thin lips parted slightly, his voice almost trembled, the first He called Ji Lin by his name once: "Ji Lin, can you give me a good time?"

Ji Lin's movements finally stopped temporarily.

He lowered his eyes and stared at Wen Dong for two seconds, then suddenly asked in a hoarse voice, "What did you call me just now?"

Wen Dong raised his eyes and looked back at Ji Lin. He originally wanted to express his dissatisfaction and stared at Ji Lin, but at this moment, the corners of his eyes were red, and the eyes were filled with water.

Of course Wen Dong knew that his "Ji Lin" had hit the pervert's secret excitement again, but he didn't want to follow Ji Lin's wishes, so Wen Dong didn't make a sound, and pressed his thin lips tightly.

Ji Lin's eyes fell on Wen Dong's lips that were pursed into a straight line. After a while, he smiled suddenly, and before Wen Dong could react, he buried his head again, facing Wen Dong's fair neck that was already covered in red marks. A new round of expeditions has begun.

Wen Dong's unbearable emotions reached a high point, and after a while, a hum came out from between his lips, and he temporarily compromised with the "evil forces" and said: "Ji Lin, you might as well call a substitute driver first."

It is obviously impossible for Wen Dong to drive in his current state. In his opinion, Ji Lin is also not very good at driving. With the bad temper in Ji Lin's perverted bones, he will never give him pleasure easily, but they are still in Yin Hui. It is indeed not suitable to stay on the site for a long time.

But who would have thought that Ji Lin straightened up suddenly when he heard the word "driver on behalf of him".

His eyes were fixed on his masterpiece on Wen Dong's neck, and the tip of his tongue brushed his canine teeth all over. After a long while, Ji Lin suddenly closed his eyes, said "no barking" in a deep voice, opened the door, got out of the car and went back driving position.

No beast would allow any other animal to watch him eat.

The black Cayenne finally started to drive out of the parking lot and onto the road. It made a detour and corner like a racing car, and ran beyond the limit within the traffic rules.

Wen Dong propped up the seat with his palms and slowly sat up, resting his head on the backrest to fight against motion sickness, and then he was slightly distracted to think about the business.

It just so happened that there was a red light, and the car that was as fast as a ghost finally stopped temporarily, Wen Dong took out his mobile phone from the paper bag that Ji Lin had thrown in the corner before.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he unlocked it, Ji Lin suddenly looked up from the rearview mirror, raised his eyebrows for some unknown reason, and said in a hoarse voice, "Wen Dong, you have no chance to regret it now."

The last word fell, and before Wen Dong could react, Ji Lin pressed the button at hand and locked the doors on both sides of the back seat.

Wen Dong was slightly stunned, his almost stagnant brain realized that Ji Lin seemed to have misunderstood something.

"I don't want to go back on my word," Wen Dong twitched his lips, and said bluntly, "I'm looking forward to the next punishment, but there is a recording that needs to be sent to Officer Tang first."

Wen Dong is indeed a gambler, he does not hesitate to bet on himself, but he is also a savvy enough gambler, he will definitely do his best to prepare within his ability before going to the gambling table.

Therefore, he had already called Yin Hui again at the funeral home, and turned on the recording on his mobile phone before talking to him. Naturally, every temptation was planned by Wen Dong, including knowing that it was an aphrodisiac but pretending not to know it. Yin Hui personally admitted that it was all planned by Wen Dong.

It is difficult to convict Yin Hui based on the recording alone. What Wen Dong wants is to cut off Yin Hui's chances of sophistry as much as possible.

When it came to business, Ji Lin raised his brows slightly, and then he seemed to have finally regained his former composure.

But in the next second, he remembered the moment when he received Wen Dong's abnormal voice when he was in the city bureau.

Heart palpitations, worry, and even rage, such emotions and feelings are very strange to Ji Lin, but he didn't even have time to deal with the strange feelings that flooded in like a tide, so he could only force himself to remain the same as before in the shortest possible time. As calm and calm as Tang Chu and the criminal police team, they called the surveillance of the funeral parlor within the effective time, and found Yin Hui's figure from it——immediately contacted the "ex-boyfriend" in Wen Dong's voice. , I don’t want you anymore, I’m going to teach painting to my cute student brother.” Then he asked the traffic police brigade to help track Yin Hui’s car all the way to the place where Wen Dong was just now, and finalized the control with Tang Chu, and then he took the lead in finding Yin Hui’s car. up.

Fortunately, he was not too late.

If it was a second later, but if it was a second later, the image of the boy kneeling in front of Wen Dong kept flashing in his mind, Ji Lin's hand holding the steering wheel tightened, and the black Cayenne rushed out of the traffic like a behemoth Line, galloping all the way to the finish line.

Parking the car in the exclusive parking space, Ji Lin opened the door and got out of the car, strode to the back seat, opened the door, and quickly hugged Wen Dong again.

Wen Dong didn't struggle, and wrapped his arms around Ji Lin's neck cooperatively, his two long legs were still dangling in Ji Lin's arms, as if some kind of urging.

Ji Lin kept walking all the way, Wen Dong came to Ji Lin's house for the third time, and also entered Ji Lin's "Treasure Room" for the third time.

He was placed on one of the black leather single sofas by Ji Lin.

"My Xiaowen painter," Ji Lin finally spoke, and said the first sentence after returning all the way, "I will be your drawing board, okay?"

Although he was asking "Is it okay?", Ji Lin didn't give Wen Dong the chance to say "No". Before he finished speaking, he raised his fingers to touch the buttons of his shirt, and took off his shirt nimbly, revealing The almost perfect chest and waist lines are like exquisite works of art.

The overly intuitive visual impact can be said to be fatal to Wen Dong at this time, his delicate Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, as if he could not restrain himself from swallowing.

Instinctively want to get closer.

But in the next second, Ji Lin conjured up a box of paintbrushes and a box of paints as if by magic. He unpacked it, took out one of the paintbrushes and handed it to Wen Dong.

Wen Dong subconsciously raised his hand to pick it up, but just a second before his finger was about to touch the paintbrush, Ji Lin grabbed his wrist.

Wen Dong was slightly taken aback, he looked up at Ji Lin, and asked what Ji Lin meant with his eyes.

But Ji Yan didn't look at him, but held Wen Dong's other wrist again, and then moved Wen Dong's two arms crossed and cut on the back of the sofa back with skillful and smooth movements, and took out a pair from his pocket. The handcuffs made a "click", and both of Wen Dong's hands were handcuffed behind the sofa.

The paintbrush was handed over again, but it was handed to Wen Dong's lips. The bad factors in Ji Lin's bones were no longer concealed, and he said in a hoarse voice: "My little Wen painter, experience the feeling of painting with your mouth, okay?"

Wen Dong's fingers handcuffed behind the sofa trembled slightly, and a secret excitement surged from the bottom of his heart, and quickly spread to all limbs.

His thin lips were slightly parted, and the bottom of the paintbrush was caught between his neat teeth.

The corners of Ji Lin's lips twitched slowly, and he dragged another single sofa to stand opposite Wen Dong, and sat down unhurriedly, very close to Wen Dong, with his knees touching.

Randomly squeezed pure black paint from the palette and handed it over, so that Wen Dong could dip the paint with the paintbrush in his mouth, then Ji Lin sat upright, and sent his upper body to Wen Dong, Ji Lin took another sip A paintbrush was not dipped in paint, and the other free hand reached over to wrap it, and the other hand holding the paintbrush kept rubbing and turning the tip.

"My Xiaowen painter," Ji Lin looked up at Wen Dong's expression with great interest, "Isn't it fair for you to draw a stroke and I will move?"

At this time, Wen Dong couldn't use his hands and was handcuffed behind his back. He couldn't speak and was still holding a paintbrush in his mouth. Even Xiao Xiaodong was being teased by Ji Lin's vicious control. It was indeed a completely inferior posture, but he raised his chin slightly, his expression But he didn't see the slightest embarrassment.

Stretching his head forward slightly, Wen Dong, in this posture, slowly made his first strokes on the smooth and firm skin of Ji Lin's chest.

Ji Lin's breathing became rough in an instant, his Adam's apple rolled, a joyful light flashed across his eyebrows, and he moved his fingers as if he kept his promise.

Let's talk, it's really just one click.

Wen Dong made a second stroke on Ji Lin's chest, near his heart.

Ji Lin also moved his fingers a second time.

……

After the four strokes, Ji Yan suddenly spoke, brought the topic back to the beginning, and asked almost stubbornly: "Wen Dong, you promised me before, why didn't you do it?"

Obviously, before you actually take the aphrodisiac, at least before you actually enter Yin Hui's territory, you have countless times to contact me in advance to tell me the opportunity, why didn't you say so?

Why do you always have to be single-handed and alone?

But after asking this question, Ji Lin didn't reach out to pick up the brush dangling from Wen Dong's mouth, as if he expected that Wen Dong would not give him a satisfactory answer.

Wen Dong was indeed not in a hurry to answer, he made another stroke on Ji Lin's standard and perfect abs, then turned his head, and flexibly placed the brush on the palette beside him.

Turning his head and admiring his masterpiece for two seconds, Wen Dong tilted his head slightly, his thin lips slightly parted and asked without answering: "Ji Lin, what is our relationship?"

What is our relationship?Why should I report my whereabouts to you for help?And why are you always so concerned about my safety?

Ji Lin paused, probably not surprised that Wen Dong would not obey and give the answer he wanted. I don't know if it was for the so-called punishment or to vent the madness and hostility in his heart that was difficult to sort out for a while, Ji Lin One hand still kept the original wrapping movement, the other hand lost the paintbrush and lifted it up, and touched Wen Dong's lips involuntarily. Two slender fingers pried open the white teeth and drove straight in, hooking the tip of Wen Dongfen's tender tongue continuously. Stir and spin while fully attuned to the same frequency as the other hand.

"What kind of relationship do you want us to have?" Ji Lin didn't answer, and threw the question back again.

Wen Dong had never been teased by anyone before, to be precise, he would not give anyone else the opportunity to tease him like this.

But now, Wen Dong doesn't feel much embarrassment, maybe it's because Ji Lin is the one who treats him like this at this time, or because Ji Lin is really skilled and can easily find his target, which is opposite to the spiritual level. Pleasure almost occupied Wen Dong's entire mind. Not only did he not feel ashamed, but he was so happy that his soul was trembling, like riding a roller coaster, eager to speed up and speed up until he reached the highest point.

Wen Dong tilted his head back unconsciously, his slender neck pulled out an overly fragile but beautiful arc, like a white swan courting.

The long legs subconsciously wanted to close together but couldn't be controlled, and the white toes curled up slightly.

But his eyes fell on Ji Lin's chest and abdomen, and the corners of his eyes and brows raised again, with arrogance that could not be broken.

Wei Wei pushed Ji Lin's two fingers outward with the tip of her tongue, Wen Dong was teased so that the tip of her tongue felt a little numb, her articulate words were not clear but she still refused to be outdone and replied: "Of course it's - a pure hunter and prey. It matters."

Keenly noticed where his gaze fell, Ji Lin finally stopped temporarily and looked down.

Only then did he realize that Wen Dong didn't paint, but wrote the character "Winter" with an extremely elegant brushstroke.

The words were written so large that it almost occupied the entire upper half of his body, unrestrained and free.

The pure black characters are in sharp contrast with Ji Lin's fair skin. At first glance, it looks like a huge brand pierced on him.

Wen Dong said that they are the relationship between the hunter and the prey, but who is the real prey, probably only the parties themselves know.

Ji Lin stared at the huge "Winter" character for a long time, the excitement and eagerness in the light brown eyes almost overflowed, and it was difficult to restrain it.

After a moment, he didn't speak, and the roller coaster started again.

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Dong suddenly bit his lower lip hard.

Crystal clear like splashed ink sprinkled all over Ji Lin's body, blurring the huge "Winter" character.

Wen Dong hadn't recovered from the exhilaration of landing in the cloud, and was still trying to adjust his breath, when Ji Lin finally withdrew his hand, dipped his fingertips lightly on his waist and abdomen, dipped his fingers crystal clear, and sent off slowly To the lips, the tip of the tongue slightly sticks out to lick the crystal clear from the fingertips.

Wen Dong's eyes widened slightly, and before he could react, Ji Lin leaned over again.

"Wen Dong," Ji Lin lowered his eyes and looked straight into Wen Dong's eyes. His voice was hoarse, and his tone became morbidly obsessed. "But I seem to be dissatisfied and want to monopolize you."

The author says:

Here comes the question, who is the prey!