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An Baiwei still cooks the New Year's Eve dinner, and Lu Zhe is in charge of watching TV in the living room, but An Baiwei can be heard humming happily in the kitchen from a long distance—just because Lu Zhe tied a thong for him just now. apron.

When the gala started, the two of them were already sitting on the sofa, and in front of them were all kinds of dishes, which were delicious in color and fragrance.

Amber Wei hung up small lanterns around the living room. When the big lights were turned off and the small lights were turned on, it was very warm.

Lu Zhe was not very hungry, but he also ate a lot. He couldn't help leaning towards An Baiwei when he was eating. When he was full, he even lay on An Baiwei's shoulder to watch the party, comfortably Squint your eyes.

He especially likes this feeling - it's warm, safe, and snuggled up with someone he likes.

An Bowei held the chopsticks in one hand and Lu Zhe's hand in the other, and stuffed a peeled crayfish into his mouth from time to time. The two of them were speechless for a while, and there was no need to say anything. Feeling each other's body temperature was already warm. The greatest happiness.

Especially for Lu Zhe.

After dinner, An Bai Wei cleaned up as usual. While doing the dishes, his cell phone vibrated. It was Yu Feng's news. The general idea is that when they were patrolling tonight, they found a crowd rioting at the beach. It turned out that a child picked up a black bag while playing at the beach, and there were three or four corpses in it.

The picture below is the scene.

Amber glanced slightly, and threw the phone aside. According to Yu Feng, this matter will be left to them for the time being, and the message to himself is nothing more than a reminder that matters of this nature and their vileness may be assigned to The Joint Criminal Department, so that I can prepare myself.

He couldn't help but think of the four words on Han Shaowei's note that were listed after reselling organs-Binhai broken corpse.

Amber thought, this matter should start.

At night, the two still slept on the same bed, which seemed to be a tacit fact. An Baiwei waited for Lu Zhe while watching his mobile phone on the bed, while Lu Zhe went to burn incense for Jiang Zhuyuan and tell him some homely things .

After they both lay on the bed after ten o'clock, An Bowei dishonestly reached out to hug Lu Zhe. Lu Zhe struggled a few times and then let him go. He leaned against An Baiwei, feeling very unreal for no reason , unreal even... sneezed.

"Cold?" Amber looked down at him slightly.

Lu Zhe shook his head lightly, and after a moment of tenderness, he suddenly whispered, "Team Wind called me today."

Amber was slightly surprised: "Fengte? Fenghaike?"

"Well, give me New Year's greetings."

"That guy... text me for New Year's greetings, and call you for New Year's greetings." Amber smiled and pinched Lu Zhe's face, "Tell me, what did you say to you?"

Lu Zhe frowned slightly: "We talked about business."

Amber's heart skipped a beat: "Business?"

"He said that they were in some trouble, and the other party seemed to be targeting them deliberately, causing the Seventh Team to make a fuss." Lu Zhe said, "Feng Haike's narrative is a bit like a series of things we have encountered recently, before and after. It's all related, and it's aimed at the Joint Penalty Department."

"Tell me."

"As you said, what we encountered was an organized and premeditated criminal gang, and what they encountered was also a criminal gang that was difficult to deal with, and from Han Shaowei's records, we can find that Yanbei and Mo City's transaction records, so I think our two cities encountered the same group of criminals, and the wind team's progress was faster. Let's meet." Lu Zhe said slowly, "I think we will suffer."

An Baiwei recalled the message Yu Feng sent him just now. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is indeed the case. The Mocheng side is directly confronted by two forces, but their side has been hurting innocent people. If faced with If it is indeed the same organization, their side seems to be far behind, and they didn't even have the chance to confront each other head-on.

Except Han Shaowei.

"I'll call him tomorrow and ask." An Baiwei leaned closer to Lu Zhe, "On New Year's Eve, you talk to me about business, huh?"

Lu Zhe was stunned, and then realized that he seemed to be ruining the atmosphere a little. He laughed dryly, raised his hand and touched An Baiwei's head: "Then go to sleep."

An Baiwei was suddenly patted on the head, and it seemed to feel good after smacking, so he lowered his head, touched Lu Zhe's shoulder and said, "Touch again."

"?" Lu Zhe didn't know if he had some kind of disease.

"Hurry up, I just washed my hair tonight, come and touch it." Amber was reluctant.

Lu Zhe didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he stretched out his hand perfunctorily to stroke An Baiwei's hair, his hair was very soft, it felt like stroking a kitten or puppy, and his expression was so comfortable, Lu Zhe couldn't help laughing :"How old are you?"

"You have to act coquettishly at regular intervals." An Baiwei leaned on his shoulder and spoke convincingly, "This is called promoting feelings."

"Fart your fart." Lu Zhe tugged at his ears, "Don't press me down, you're too heavy."

"No, give me a cuddle." Amber said shamelessly, "I'm a young and energetic guy who sleeps in the same bed with you every day. It's fine if you don't let me touch it casually. If you don't let me cuddle, you don't want to. It’s too hopeless, isn’t it, Xiao Zhe?”

Lu Zhe's face became hot when he said it, and he desperately covered An Baiwei's mouth to prevent him from continuing, and he was unreasonable: "I don't want to sleep with me and get out."

An Bowei kissed Lu Zhe's hand lightly, causing the latter to withdraw his hand like an electric shock. Captain An smiled like a fox, playfully and cunningly: "No, no, no, I won't get out, I want to talk to you." You sleep."

His tone was really cheap, and he said it so ambiguously. Lu Zhe pushed him with one hand and covered his face with the other: "Go away, you..."

"Stop making trouble, stop making trouble." An Baiwei pulled his arm off, and continued to lie down and chat, "Do we count as being together?"

Lu Zhe pretended to be asleep.

"Even if I've been chasing you before, and tomorrow is the New Year, you just nod and confess to me, and we're officially together, how about it?" Amber said earnestly, "Agree to be with me After we are together, I will write your name on the real estate certificate."

Lu Zhe: "I don't care."

"Why don't you listen, kid?" An Baiwei was not angry, coaxing him like a child, "After confessing, you can get a series of privileges."

"What privilege?" Lu Zhe glanced at him.

"For example, if you hit me, I won't fight back. If you don't agree, I will definitely not touch you casually. I will also receive the little padded jacket made by our mother from time to time." An Baiwei couldn't help laughing while talking, "Okay, enough privileges, no matter how much you spoil you, you will go to heaven."

"Then I like you."

Amber smiled suddenly on his face, and he looked at Lu Che in disbelief, as if the words just now were just a breeze blowing past his ears, without leaving any traces, but it could make people really feel until it existed.

Lu Zhe looked at An Baiwei quite calmly: "The second time, I like you."

An Baiwei was still in a daze, he couldn't believe that this sentence could really come out of Lu Zhe's mouth, and it was so slow.

Lu Zhe had probably never seen An Baiwei's dumbfounded look before, so he found it novel and amusing, so he stretched out his hand to pinch his face, tilted his head and smiled: "The third time will cost money."

In the next second, Lu Zhe's outstretched hand was suddenly grabbed, and Amber pressed him under him with a little force. His hands, one cold and one hot, clasped together by the pillow, and his eyes met each other. Watching, for a moment, the lips of the two couldn't help but stick together, Lu Zhe put his other hand around An Baiwei's neck, and only then did he truly understand what it means to love someone.

For Lu Zhe, being nostalgic for someone's body temperature means being nostalgic for this feeling.

But for An Baiwei, he is nostalgic for anything, he wants Lu Zhe, as long as Lu Zhe is in his arms, it is no different from owning the whole world.

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