Breaking Through the Clouds

Yan? L fingertips gently pulled Xia Jiangzhan's hair, Jiang Zhan's eyelashes fluttered, and then woke up staggered.

"... coming back, have you eaten?"

Jiang Zhan struggled to get up and was pressed by Yan? "You slept yours."

He got up and warmed the soup. A microwave oven sang, and the warm and rich broth smell came out.

Yan? L not just rice, only soup and meat. The wild stew was rotten, tender and sweet, and the soup with mastic was thick and mellow, and the oil slick was left out of sight. Although it is not winter night outside and the weather is not cold, but this hot bowl of soup with meat and medicinal herbs is enough to make people from the stomach to the heart and liver be comforted properly.

"Why come back so late?" Jiang Zangheng lay on the sofa, covering his eyes with his arms, with a deep sense of sleepiness in his voice.

Yan? L contained a small piece of meat and bones, and explained the case in detail. He also said: "A consultation notice has been issued to traffic security at all levels, and conditions may be reported at any time. I will have to return to the city bureau at dawn."

The lights on the side of the sofa had been turned on to the dimest, but still a bit disturbing. Jiang Zhan stretched out his hand and fumbled a few times, and took out the pillow deep in the sofa. Ms. Zeng Cui bought countless pillows for the pick-up bags. Yan? At least ten piled up on the sofa and covered her face.

Yan? L flutter.

But before he had time to make fun of him, he only listened to Jiang stop saying, "That is to say, the group of people who killed Li Yuxin in Jiangyang County was probably directed by Wang Xingye?"

Yan's original words were sturdy and blocked back: "Yes, the possibility is very high. The kidnappers Li Yuxin saw at the execution site were all in black and masked, and it was difficult to identify the physical characteristics, but she may have seen Wang through a drug-using biological mother Xingye ’s face. If she meets Buwei ’s “uncle” after coming to Jianning, she will definitely notice an abnormality, so it is necessary for Wang Xingye to kill her. In addition, how did Wang Xingye know that we have found Li Yuxin? The clues, and the method used to buy the murderer | kill? These doubts cannot be explained for the time being. I have made a comprehensive investigation of Wang Xingye's financial flows and social relations. "

Jiang paused under the pillow for a while and murmured, "... but no reason."

"What's no reason?"

"Why does he want to kill me?"

Yan? L chopsticks paused.

Yes, Fan Four.

But then he casually picked up a flower in the soup: "Don't you say that Fan Si and the killer in Jiangyang County are probably not assigned by the same employer?"

"I'll just say that, you can listen."

"So you admit you didn't tell the truth?"

Jiang Zeng opened a gap in the pillow and stared at Yan from the gap. "If you have such a good memory, why don't you remember the case?"

Yan? L said: "Yo will talk back! Sure enough, when you enter the room, you will have the confidence. When you met at Yang Mei KTV, were you so docile and clever?"

Jiang Zeng also laughed: "Don't talk poorly, talk well."

Yan? L took the last sip of soup, got up to wash the dishes, wash his hands, brushed his teeth, and exclaimed in the sound of the rushing water: "When Bu Wei didn't admit it before, my feeling of catching the wind and catching shadows couldn't be used as a certificate to investigate Wang Xingye. Therefore, there are too few clues at present, and we cannot make a reliable judgment for the time being. We will know if he is among the spades of drug dealers by waiting for the cooperation between the economic investigation team and the technical team tomorrow and turning me out of Wang Xingye's boss. What kind of role is related to Fan Si in the end. "

"In short, you should continue to stay here smartly and sensible first. It is best not to walk out alone, and you must drive my car." Yan? L shook his hand and walked back to the living room, saying, "No matter what you want to kill you Isn't it Wang Xingye, a character of that level would not dare to provoke me in the Jianning realm. Let's add another layer to ensure more security. "

Jiang Zeng “snapped” and sat up top-heavy.

He wanted to go back to the bedroom to go to bed, but he didn't expect to stand up, but suddenly he was bent over and fished, and the whole man carried it: "Hey!"

Yan? L was like carrying a pocket, walking through the corridor from the living room, carrying him all the way back to the master bedroom, then thumping on the big bed, and then the whole person covered it.

There was no light in the bedroom, only the faint reflections reflected from the living room. Jiangzhan had not had time to wake up from the dizzy dizziness, and was then severely pressed. It was like a warm and thick head. Like the wild leopard, even breathing was sprayed into the neckline of the bathrobe.

"You are in the middle of the night ..."

"Shh."

Yan's fingers slowly slipped from the corner of Jiangzhan's forehead, nose, cheeks and neck. He is like depicting a beloved artwork, which is sensed by touch, worshiped by temperature, and the forefinger and **** tip with the breath of the wind knife and frost sword for many years carefully walk around the corner of the mouth, but never really touch it.

The bedroom was exceptionally quiet, as if the undercurrent was surging, but there was only tangled breathing on the surface, revealing a hint.

Yan? L lowered her head closer and asked, "Can I kiss you?"

Jiang stopped silent.

Yan? L seems to have committed a gentleman-like illness, and it is necessary to obtain the consent of the other party: "Can I kiss you?"

"..."

"What about you, hello?"

"..."

The eyes in the dim light shimmered at each other. Jiang stopped looking and finally spit out two words: "No."

Yan? L immediately said, "Then I'm gone."

That's what he said, but he didn't leave, not even looking away, as if waiting for something.

Their body temperature bakes each other warmly, and through the thin cloth, it seems that the skin touch is clear and legible. Jiang stopped moving uncomfortably, and the amplitude was so small that it was negligible, but he was immediately caught by Yan? "I'm really gone."

Then he didn't move.

"..." Jiang Zhan finally gave up something like: "Kiss ..."

The voice did not fall, Yan? L bowed his head and kissed, as sweet as he was drinking not a soup, but a bowl of honey.

The dark night covered everything, as if everything was allowed. The abyss turned into a seductive song, tempting pedestrians to cast aside the icy reality, leaping towards a sweet and soft dream, upside down and indulged.

Yan? L said vaguely, "Can I show you a strong kidney function?"

"No."

Yan? L moved his hand, was caught by Jiang Ding, and said dumbly: "No!"

Yan? L tight his body for a moment, as if struggling with the rationality of walking a tightrope, and finally hesitated, "Well, you can't do it if you say no."

He was so crisp and refreshing that Jiang stopped for a moment.

"You can do whatever you want," Yan? L tilted his head to Jiang Zhe's ear, and smiled a little slyly: "I like you so much, of course I hope you are happy."

I like you so much.

As if the shells exploded silently in the void, blood was forced into the limbs by the violently beating heart, and even the eardrums were ringing for a long time after shaking the deafness.

Jiang Zhan didn't speak, and Yan didn't ask for any response. They were so close to each other, the indescribable intimacy and lingering affection slowly rose, as the dark river circled in the bedroom.

"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Jiang suddenly asked softly.

"Laugh at myself."

"What are you laughing at?"

Yan? L stretched out his hand to feel Jiang Zhan ’s hair, then pinched his earlobe between his fingers and played for a while, then he said, "I told Han Xiaomei's girl today that you can only have money if you have a career. Pick people instead of you. But now I suddenly feel that even if you have money and a career, when you meet someone you like, you still have to wait and be picked. "

He paused and added: "But he was happy to be picked."

Yan? L got up and walked into the bathroom with a smile. After a while, the sound of shower water came.

After losing his temperature, the sheets on the sides gradually cooled down, but Jiang Zhan didn't move. He knew that he should get up and go back to the bedroom next door, but he didn't know why there was no motivation. Every pore in the whole body exudes a lazy atmosphere. He just opened his eyes and looked at the empty sky, his mind was blank.

This is actually very rare for him. There are always many things in his mind at any time. The intricate logic and various subtle relationships are like a huge invisible chess game.

But now Yan? Forcibly cleared the board.

He is personable and unreasonable, handsome and unwilling. When he laughs, the corner of his mouth seems to carry countless evil spirits and bad thoughts, but he is solid and reliable in action and never makes any difference.

Jiang closed his eyes, and countless identical figures emerged from the drowsiness. He snorted and drank under the night light in the early morning, came from the outside of the car at the bottom of the river, and Daqie flashed the warning lights and flew from the viaduct ... … And even a long time ago, the young Yan, who had just withdrawn from the scene of the operation, was taken out of the command car by several people, his blood covered his face without a trace of embarrassment, and his bravery was like a sword that had not disappeared.

The sound of water stopped, the mattress sank slightly, and Jiang Zhan opened his eyes.

Yan? L climbed to the bed from the side above his head and looked down at him in the air, the drops of water on his beautiful shoulder muscles had not completely dried.

"Don't go," Yan? L whispered, "let me sleep and sleep."

"..."

"Three seconds without objection when you agree."

Jiang Zhang didn't intend to say anything, Yan? L lowered his head and received a long, minty toothpaste-like kiss with him.

He lifted his head slightly when his lips were parting, staring at the bottom of his eyes. The two stared at each other for a long time, Yan? L smiled hoarsely: "You promised."

He dropped the bed to turn off the lights and closed the bedroom door. The thick light golden curtains obscured the city lights. In this gentle night, be careful to protect a close and private space.

Yan? L returned to the bed and lay side by side with Jiang Shu, shaking the air-conditioning blanket cover on their legs indiscriminately, holding one hand behind Jiang Shu with his hand, and just remembering what happened when he just touched the pillow. The hair of the pro-pillow:

"good night."

Midsummer night, the stars are bright. Through the gaps in the curtains, the lights on the road in the distance reflected the fleeting shadows on the ceiling, just like the water fish fluttered from the long river and flickered again. Jiang Zhe was lying motionless on the big bed, and the nose was the sunlight that the pillowcase hadn't dissipated | smell, the ears were tight and his breathing gradually calmed and seemed to fall into a peaceful deep sleep.

He opened his eyes and looked at the air molecules jumping in the dark, and finally answered softly, "Good night."