in the dark

The office phone rang.

"Someone is calling." Song Jiaoye ran to the living room wearing a pair of slippers, and shouted, "Brother, the police are looking for you."

Song Nan'an put down his chopsticks and went to the study, and returned to the dining room not long after.

"What's the matter?" Song Chan asked, "Do you need our cooperation? Does Xiao Jiu want to go there?"

"The three of us will go together in the afternoon."

"What happened to Zhang Zi and Han Zhi?"

"It's okay, Han Zhi was injured, it's not serious."

Song Chan examined his expression and asked tentatively, "Where are Master Huang and the others?" In fact, he didn't care about Master Huang, but wanted to know about Dongzi's situation.

"All those who went to Yunnan with him were arrested. As for those who did not follow, some escaped. Now Zhang Zi is sending people to search." He thought for a while, then turned to look at Song Chan, "Zhang Zi asked me to tell you , Dongzi, he got it out."

"Get it out?" Song Chan hurriedly asked, "What do you mean?" Judging from the situation, Dongzi's nature, even if he didn't do anything bad in the organization, he couldn't escape the situation. I would think, if I follow the vine to investigate, I will be black, and will there be any problems in the future...

"Zhang Zi can protect him," Song Nan'an explained: "As for how to do it, I don't know. There must be punishment, and the impact will not be great."

Dongzi's matter is at ease, but thinking of himself... Song Chan turned a piece of beef over and over with his chopsticks, but didn't eat it. "Will my previous situation affect you?" A criminal who often deals with the police The assistant of the psychological profiling expert is a person who is not clear, and it is really unpleasant to say it.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that something is wrong, and I don't even need the police to follow the vine. He is very clear about the peeing behavior of those people under Mr. Huang. Make it clear... a young ancestor like him in the organization back then, needless to say, would definitely be exposed.

As soon as Song Nan'an raised his eyelids, he saw a gloomy face, and he almost sighed.

"What are you thinking about?"

"I..." will probably cause you trouble.Of course, Song Chan thought about the last sentence and didn't say it again and again, so he held back.

"Forget it, nothing."

Song Nan'an glanced at him, and asked calmly: "Zhang Zi can protect the people under you, do you think I can't protect you?"

A piece of beef was suddenly poked in half by himself, and Song Chan was a little dazed... Recently, he has always been inexplicably teased by what he said...

Song Nan'an packed up his bowl and chopsticks without waiting for him to speak, reached out and pinched his chin, "Eat quickly, don't waste it." He left the restaurant and went to the kitchen.

After Song Chan and the others had left, they nodded in bewilderment, and put the beef that had been split in half into their mouths and ate it.

On the other side, when Xiao Jiu saw Song Nan'an walking into the kitchen, she immediately slid off the sofa, followed in a few steps, stood beside Song Nan'an and stretched out her hand, "I'll do the washing." Her dark and bright eyes looked at him sincerely. Song Nan'an.Because the noodle shop is very close, and the shopkeepers are familiar with each other, Song Nan'an's obsession with cleanliness led them to take their own boxes for breakfast most of the time, not disposable tableware, but to be washed after use.

Song Annan looked at Xiao Jiu with interest, "Okay, you wash." He said, giving him the place by the sink.

Xiao Jiu nimbly took the rag and dishwashing liquid and began to wash very carefully, taking things very seriously.

Song Nan'an stood behind him for a while, watching him methodically clean it twice before putting it into the cabinet.

"Okay." Xiao Jiu shook the water off his hand.

"Yeah." Song Nan'an looked at him in a good mood. Except for his facial features and eyes, his movements and demeanor really looked more and more like Song Chan when he was a child, "Good boy." Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand to pinch his chin.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, Xiao Jiu quickly moved back to dodge, and said with a sly smile: "Go and touch brother."

This was the first time Song Nan'an saw Xiao Jiu's expression, slightly surprised, raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "What do you know?"

"I know." Xiao Jiu thought for a while and replied: "You like brother, and brother likes you too, but you only did this to brother, not sister, so you can't do it to me, brother, right?"

One sentence is very fluent.

Song Nan'an was very surprised in his heart. Although he was a child, he had a strong logical thinking when talking about things. He followed his thinking and felt that it made sense... Sure enough, the more his children looked at him, the more pleasing they were to his eyes.

"What are you two talking about?" Song Chan walked into the kitchen with a bowl in his hand, seeing the serious faces in front of him, he couldn't help but lean over.

"Discuss the meaning of actions." Song Nan'an looked at him with a faint smile.

"Huh?" Song Chan snorted in confusion, and seemed to be in a good mood.I saw him walking past the two of them, trying to reach out to put the bowl into the sink.

Just after walking halfway, his arms were held by a pair of warm hands.

With a lot of strength, he was directly pulled to a [-]-degree turn, from facing Song Nan'an to facing directly. The sudden face-to-face seemed to make the temperature rise sharply.

"so."

Suddenly, Song Nan'an approached, raised his hand and pinched Song Chan's chin, and after pinching, bent his index finger and hooked it from bottom to top.

The surrounding area is very quiet.

Song Chan was slightly startled, his head was thrown back reflexively, and he leaned against the side of the sink, almost missing the bowl in his hand, "Why?" After asking, he looked at Xiaojiu reflexively... the pair of black And the circle is full of childlike innocence... In this way, the impact will not be too good

"I like you." Seeing Song Chan looking at her, Xiao Jiu said suddenly, as if explaining to Song Nan'an.

"Ah?" Song Chan stared at Xiao Jiu in surprise.

"I told it for my brother." Xiao Jiu pointed at Song Nan'an and said solemnly, "Touching your chin means you like it."

"And then?" Song Chan squatted down and looked at him, and asked with interest after being surprised.

Xiao Jiu frowned like a little old man, and came to a conclusion, "So...you can't touch other people's chin casually."

Song Chan put on an expression that I understood, nodded, and while touching Xiao Jiu's head, dragged the sound of the word "oh" for a long time, then suddenly turned his head and said to Song Nan'an, "Come here." He ate a bit when he said it Surprised...Song Chan, you are really incredible, these two words are simply... full of aggressiveness.

Song Nan'an raised his eyebrows and looked at him, not knowing why, so he didn't respond.

"Come here." Unmoved, Song Chan repeated the order...but two words changed to four, and his aura suddenly weakened.

Song Nan'an glanced at him, then slowly bowed and approached, "Why?"

"Give me a touch." Song Chan said, if Xiao Jiu hadn't said just now that touching his chin means he likes him, he would not dare to make such a request now. To be honest, he always felt that when his chin was pinched and lifted twice... like a dog dog.

Song Nan'an was stunned, and he didn't cooperate or take back his actions.

Seeing this, Song Chan hurriedly raised his hand, and just moved it before realizing...the bowl was still in his hand, and he was caught before he could put it down just now.

Song Nan'an smiled as he saw how he wanted to do it but couldn't do it.

"Don't laugh." Song Chan pretended to be angry, then turned to Xiao Jiu and said, "Go find your sister."

"Okay." Xiao Jiu responded obediently, and closed the door when she went out.

Song Chan turned his head, didn't let go of the bowl in his hand, and rushed towards Song Nan'an, biting his chin.

Song Nan'an didn't dodge, raised his arms to hug him, his jaw didn't feel any pain, it can be seen that the bite was not hard, and he could feel that the teeth were not exerting force at all, but his lips were softly pressed against his jaw... It felt good.

"Put the bowl away." Song Nan'an patted him on the back, "Wash your hands, and I'll touch you after washing."

As soon as the words were finished, Song Chan let go of his lips, smiled, and stood in Song Nan'an's arms, leaning towards him.

I don't want to touch it anymore, I want to experience something else.

Song Nan'an felt that he was exerting a little force, and he could only move back in small steps under pressure, until he finally touched the kitchen wall, tightened his arms around his waist, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Song Chan remained silent for a few seconds, with the tip of his tongue on his cheek, and took the risk to answer: "Suppress you." Suddenly, he wanted to try the feeling of challenging authority.

"Huh?" Song Nan'an squinted at him: "Want to rebel?"

"Don't dare."

Song Nan'an obviously didn't want to listen any more, and sighed: "I wanted you to rest tonight..."

"Hey——" Song Chan hesitated for a second, feeling that he would be crushed to death by authority sooner or later, "Wrong, wrong, I'm tired, really."

Song Nan'an glanced at him, and wrapped his arms tighter.

"Really, really." Song Chan blinked as if playing a trick, "Please let me go, I'm so tired that I can take a nap right away and show you."

Song Nanan watched him blink and smiled.Song Chan's eyes belong to the kind that are beautiful, with the tails of the eyes drawn back and slanted, and the double eyelids are very wide. They are very vivid when they are raised and closed, so vivid that people want to kiss them, kiss them hard , After the kiss, lick it with the tip of your tongue.

The eyelids must tremble slightly with tension.

Seeing that Song Nan'an was staring at him but didn't speak for a while, Song Chan pondered for a few seconds and continued: "I, Song Chan, swear that I will firmly support your policy of going up and down." There should be a reaction in the answer, even the move of swearing is used... There must be someone who believes that he is a teacher of Qiong Yao.

Song Nan'an's thoughts were brought back to reality by the words "You go up and I go down", and he nodded very satisfied.

"Okay, then let me go." Song Chan wrapped his arms around his waist, motioning for him to let go, "Hands are sore."

Song Nan'an let go, Song Chan moved a step aside, and began to wash the dishes.

"When are we going there in the afternoon?" He thought for a while and asked.

"Around four o'clock." Song Nan'an stood aside and said, "I'll go out at noon to deal with Xiaojiu's affairs."

"With your dad?"

"Yeah." Song Nan'an nodded, "I've already called this morning, and he's already understood the general situation. Let's talk about it in detail at noon."

Song Chan didn't answer, and sighed softly.

"It's okay," he comforted. "It's not too difficult to deal with. Although the situation is complicated, there are still ways."

"Trust me, huh?"

"Okay." Song Chan smiled, "I believe you."