moonlight lure

"Then let me make it clearer. You only have one chance to play your cards, and you didn't seize it." His eyes were dull and his aura was cold and oppressive. "Next time, it will be our turn."

The two people's eyes looked at each other silently, and the air was filled with the imminent sense of competition.

In the end, the other party looked away first and replied: "Then I wish you a narrow escape next time, Officer Ji."

Ji Yanchen glanced coldly at his figure as he walked away. Looking back, he saw the person behind him staring at him with tears in his eyes, as if he still couldn't believe that he was really unscathed. He didn't even blink, for fear that he would disappear like a mirage.

The coldness in his eyes quietly melted away, he raised his hand to pinch her cheek, and teased half-jokingly: "Why, you were so scared when you saw me come back from the dead?"

Song Shiwei did not laugh. She looked at the person in front of her quietly, and the tears that she had been holding back for a long time flowed down uncontrollably.

He hugged her, using some force with his arms, lowered his head and kissed her hair to comfort her: "I'm fine, Weiwei."

The resentment and grievances in her heart were surging and congested, reaching their peak when she smelled the familiar crisp scent of him. She wanted to ask him where he was and why he didn't answer her call. She wanted to say that she was scared when he saw his phone burned like that. There were many, many things she wanted to say, but she was silent for a long time and could only ask in a low voice, choked with sobs: "Are you there?" Injuried?"

Before he could reply, several coughs suddenly sounded from behind him not far away.

Song Shiwei opened his eyes hazily and saw several SWAT team members who were as dirty as him, looking at the two of them and winking at them not far away.

She felt a little embarrassed, but instead of pushing him away as usual, she simply buried her face in his arms, not wanting to care about the outside world like an ostrich.

Ji Yanchen was amused by her reaction, and the tail of his lips slightly raised from the perspective that no one could see.

He rubbed the back of her head with his big hand a few times, then coaxed into her ear: "I'm not hurt, I'll tell you more when we get back. I still have something to deal with, so go wait for me in the car first, okay?"

Ji Yanchen's car was parked on the roadside outside the hospital.

He walked her to the car, gave her a blanket and water from the trunk, and when he leaned over to exit and close the door, the person in the passenger seat suddenly leaned forward and hugged him.

He paused, hugged her back, caressed her back comfortingly, lowered his head and kissed her ear gently: "Were you scared just now?"

She leaned on his shoulder and her voice was muffled and slightly nasal: "I thought you were going to die."

Ji Yanchen heard it funny and raised the corners of his lips, but he couldn't laugh as he wished.

Bitterness and self-blame flashed through his eyes, and his big hand rested on her shoulder for a long time without making any movement. It was not until half a minute later that the person in his arms wiped his eyes and urged in a soft voice: "Go quickly, your colleague is still waiting. Looking after you."

Her understanding and consideration made the self-blame in his eyes even heavier. He looked at her with mixed emotions for a moment, then whispered, "Let me hurry up, let's go home early."

She nodded slightly: "Okay."

He closed the car door and turned around with a forbearing look on his face.

Song Shiwei watched his back in the car until he disappeared, and her mood stabilized slightly.

She adjusted the seat to a comfortable angle, wrapped herself in a blanket and thought about what happened today. She leaned back on the chair and closed her eyes tiredly. Since tonight's explosion was not an accident, it was obviously Hongjing's warning for them to pursue the investigation closely during this period.

He clearly stated that he knew about it, but deliberately emphasized that he was not involved. She can't tell whether this is true or not at the moment, but he obviously has something to do with Hong Jing's matter. But judging from what he said when he came to her last time, she thinks that when this matter breaks out in the future, he will probably be involved soon. Be prepared and pick yourself apart.

The harsh words and sullen expression she just mentioned were still vivid in her mind. Song Shiwei opened her eyes and took a deep breath, feeling scared.

When did he become like this? Or is this his true face, but she never discovered it?

If he had performed better and been more patient with her when they were together, she would most likely have compromised and stayed with him or even gotten married. She was now extremely grateful that they separated in time, and she was even more grateful that the next person she met was Ji Yanchen.

She lowered her eyelashes and subconsciously touched the moon necklace around her neck, calming down a little.

Song Shiwei was still frightened when she thought of the scene when she saw the burnt phone just now. She curled up on her seat and closed her eyes, her eyelashes gradually becoming moist again.

She was really scared at that moment, more scared than when she faced danger.

He was very important to her, which she thought she had understood clearly, but the facts showed that he might be more important than she imagined. Now she could not imagine how her life would go back to the previous one without him. Go into the human state. She sniffed lightly, her thoughts becoming increasingly tired, and she fell asleep slowly without realizing it.

Ji Yanchen came back an hour later.

He stepped onto the car lightly. The dream of the person next to him seemed not to be very good. His right hand was covered by his collar for some reason, his beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, one side of his cheek was pressed out, and his eyelids were slightly moist and wet from crying. reddish.

He stared at her silently for a long time, then silently started the engine.

The black off-road vehicle smoothly traveled through half of the city under the night sky. The person in the passenger seat was unaware and fell asleep peacefully.

When he got downstairs from the apartment, Ji Yanchen got out of the car and opened the passenger door. He leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips, saying softly, "Weiwei, we're home."

She half-opened her eyes to look at him in a daze, like a baby animal that had just learned to open its eyes. She was still very sleepy, and she was begging for a hug with dependence written all over her face.

He touched her face, lowered his body and hugged her. As if out of animal instinct, she clung to his neck and waist with her hands and feet, and buried her face in the crook of his neck, like a naughty child who refused to leave. Ji Yanchen curled his lips helplessly, wrapped her in a blanket, took her out of the car, closed the door and walked into the elevator.

She closed her eyelashes and lay on his neck, breathing shallow and evenly. He lowered his eyes and looked at her profile, the emotions in his deep eyes unclear.

After stepping out of the elevator, he held her steady with one hand and entered the password with the other hand to enter the room. After closing the door, he turned back to turn on the light. The person who was still sleeping in his arms suddenly raised his face and spoke accurately and awkwardly in the darkness of the room. and kissed him.

Ji Yanchen was startled, knowing that she was still frightened by what happened tonight. He rubbed the back of her neck soothingly, walked to the shoe cabinet, put her down, and responded to her gently.

In the dim light, two figures overlapped each other, kissing inextricably. The air surrounding the two of them warmed up. From the initial mutual consolation, it slowly evolved into straightforward sexual intercourse. Her slender arms hugged his neck tightly. Although the dominance was gradually taken away, she was still very affectionate. Kissing him hard, it seemed as if she was telling all her emotions tonight.

Song Shiwei has never been enthusiastic when it comes to intimate behavior, but tonight is a matter of life and death, and a cold person becomes fragile and greedy.

Ji Yanchen enjoyed her initiative, but felt that he was taking advantage of others. After a while, he restrained and grabbed her waist, wanting to stop and reason with her, but she didn't agree. As soon as their lips separated, she was eager again. She caught up with him and kissed his neck, kissing him randomly.