Lei Feng System

A few days after the press conference was Zhang Wei's trial. He was sentenced to life imprisonment for attempted murder and deprived of political rights for life.

As soon as the trial result came out, Zhang Wei was relieved and fell on the trial stage. His parents also shed two lines of turbid tears because of their relaxation. In their view, they had committed the crime of homicide, and the murder was still the nephew of the head of the central government. Not being sentenced to death is considered a great fortune. Life imprisonment can be commuted if the performance is good, and it is not hopeless to regain freedom in one's life.

The prison guard in charge of detaining Zhang Wei shook his head sympathetically. Sentenced to the death penalty one hundred times, sentenced to life, it was sad in prison. Zhang Wei was sent to the central prison known as the **** on earth, and the Lei family had already said hello to treat him well. Once inside, there are only four words-life is better than death! There is really nothing to be happy about.

Sure enough, those who don't know are fearless!

After half a month, the turmoil caused by the poisoning case gradually subsided, but people's attention to Han Zhuoyu has not faded. The slightly immature title of the good son of the nation was replaced by the new century male god. Numerous young girls edited close-up shots of young people into photo albums, drooling and licking the screen.

A handsome person, a good character, a noble character, and a talented person, how could there be such a perfect person in the world? !

The emperor's girl was in trouble, blasting the daily life of the male **** on the Internet, enjoying the envy, jealousy and hatred rushing from all directions. That year, the number of applicants for the Emperor University doubled compared to previous years.

Han Zhuoyu ignored the turmoil outside, and reinvested in intense scientific research.

On this day, Lei Ting came to Emperor Da with a stern face to look for a lover who had not been home for three consecutive days.

"Are you here? How is Xiaochen?" Han Zhuoyu looked away from the microscope when he heard the sound of the combination lock being opened.

"Go to grandpa's house. I told him that you are saving the world, and he said he would wait for you to go back obediently." Lei Ting walked to the young man and stood still, his tone unhappy, "Why don't you ask me if I am OK first?"

"How are you?" Han Zhuoyu asked kindly, and then bent over to continue observing the bacteria in the petri dish.

"I'm not good!" Thunder's deep gaze lingered on the young man's straight buttocks.

"What's wrong? I'll check it for you later." Han Zhuoyu smiled lightly, he knew his lover was acting like a baby to him.

"It's not good here." Thunder used his stiff spot to hit the young man's elastic buttocks, his dull voice filled with fiery lust.

A hard object that was hot like a soldering iron was rubbing between the hips, and a thread of itching that could not be relieved by touch penetrated into the limbs. Han Zhuoyu turned to face his lover, took off his plastic gloves and said in a muted voice, "Then I will cure you now?"

"Okay." Thunder encircled his lover's thin waist with one hand, and kneaded the same stiff thing in his lower abdomen with one hand.

"Go to my office." Han Zhuoyu walked away after slapped the man's big rough hand.

"Take off your shirt, I'll check it for you." He turned out a hearing aid from the drawer, and the young man's serious and slightly worried expression really looked like that.

"Doctor, my problem lies in the lower body." Lei Ting sat on the soft chair opposite the youth, unceremoniously pulling down his waistband, and letting his fuchsia thick giant bouncing out, the horse eye at the top was just because it was too much. Longing and secreting a thick liquid slowly, a faint salty smell spread in the air.

"Why is it so swollen? I really need a good treatment." Han Zhuoyu leaned forward expressionlessly, and his pink lips uttered crazy words.

"Yeah, if you don't heal me, I will explode." Thunder suddenly pressed the young man's head and gave him a vicious kiss. With both hands neatly took off his pants under his white medical gown, and separated him. Sitting on his waist and abdomen with his legs, he gathered the hard objects of the two people in one place and moved them up and down.

"Do you want me, huh?" Lei Ting licked the silver thread that slipped from the corner of the youth's lips, and Lei Ting pointed a finger into the tight acupuncture point hidden in his hip.

"Thinking." Han Zhuoyu raised his head, clasped his hands tightly on the man's broad shoulders, fascinated by the supreme pleasure of being pressed and poked at the most sensitive point of his acupuncture points.

"Huh~" One finger changed to two fingers, and his pleasure increased exponentially. He couldn't help groaning, the pink cylinder trembled cutely, and a clear and cloudy night slowly appeared from the wet tip.

"It's almost done. The doctor can treat me." Lei Ting pulled out his fingertips and sucked **** the young snow-white slender neck.

The emptiness behind is severe, following the deepest desire in his heart, Han Zhuoyu sat up halfway, holding the man's one-foot-long purple giant with his hands, and slowly sending it into the soft passage. While the body was being stretched, a tingling sensation reached his mind, he took a breath, and simply sat down.

"Baby, you are great!" Thunder snorted, pressing the back of his lover's head and giving another passionate kiss. At the same time, his lower body moved fiercely.

Han Zhuoyu was like a boat wagging in a huge wave. He was almost overturned by a man several times. He could only cling to his neck and lay on his shoulders high and low, moaning intermittently.

After twitching and shooting three times in a row, the man was released in a beast-like roar, and waves of hot liquid hit the sensitive inner wall, causing the youth to tremble.

"You are great too!" With both body and mind satisfied, Han Zhuoyu squinted his water-filled eyes, and said with a hoarse voice.

"Baby, you praised me so much, are you going to do it again?" Thunder held his lover's red lips with a low smile.

"No more, let's go home." Feeling that the things buried in the body are swelling again, Han Zhuoyu got up immediately. Fortunately, his physical strength and stamina had already been increased to the full point, otherwise he would have been unable to stand after two hours of intense love.

When a semi-soft and semi-hard object slid out of the tunnel, thunder's eyes immediately turned red.

"Grandpa Qu will come over to do an experiment at night, so I can't ask him to run into it." Using a paper to wipe the white turbidity on his abdomen and hips, Han Zhuoyu refused expressionlessly, but his ears were red.

Withdrawing his eye-catching gaze, Thunder quickly cleaned his lower body.

Before they left, they did not forget to turn on the ventilators to extract the strong salty smell in the room.

Locked the laboratory and walked slowly for two steps, Han Zhuoyu curled his eyebrows and said, "No, the contents are about to flow out." In early summer, the pants he wore were very light and ugly when wet.

"Clamp a little bit." Thunder patted his lover's elastic buttocks.

"Don't, don't shoot, it's flowing out." Han Zhuoyu turned sideways, pressed tightly to the root of the wall, staring at the man with condemning eyes.

Thunder chuckled, holding his lover's cheek and pecking a few kisses, then turned back to the laboratory and took a white medical gown for him to put on. Han Zhuoyu was so comfortable now that he speeded up his pace and walked towards the parking lot.

After the two of them disappeared, Qiu Wanbo, who was hiding in the corner of the stairs, slowly appeared, with an expression of astonishment on his face. See what did he see? The so-called close uncle and nephew turned out to be a pair of male mandarin ducks? If you get definite evidence, I'm afraid the Lei family will change their lives, right?

9527, who slowly woke up from the privacy protection program after the host left the school, found no trace of the **** at all.

A few days later, 9527 warned between the host’s experiment, [Qiu Wanbo sent someone to follow you and Comrade Taisho, he seemed to be suspicious of your relationship. 】'what have you found? Han Zhuoyu frowned.

[I found the emails between him and his subordinates, which contained photos of you and Comrade Taisho. You have been a little more careful recently. However, Comrade Taisho has also noticed that there should be a sense of measure. ]‘No wonder he has been so cautious lately. Han Zhuoyu knows it all. They used to hang shoulders and backs from time to time when they were outside. Recently, these intimate actions have disappeared. Both cars are covered with opaque car film, and the curtains in the living room and bedroom are always pulled.

[Host, don’t worry, I will protect you. I'm the **** of the Internet! ] 9527 has a small chest.

‘Then I’m sorry, my guardian. Han Zhuoyu smiled sideways.

[No, no problem! ] 9527 His face was red with excitement. The host needs himself, so happy!

Although he took this incident lightly, Han Zhuoyu's heart was affected a bit after all. No matter what people outside say, he just closes the door and immerses himself in the wonderful world of chemicals, so he doesn't worry about himself. However, Thunder is different. He is a soldier. The army is a man's world, and he is most sensitive to such scandals. He could imagine that when the fact that Thunder liked men broke out, how many pots of dirty water would be spilled on him, and then contact him to adopt his time, pedophilia, **** and other crimes would also come in.

The hand holding the test tube was shaking, Han Zhuoyu adjusted his breathing and slowly calmed himself down.

"Xiaoyu, help me strip out this carbon molecule." Qu Jing pushed a petri dish to the young man.

"Sorry teacher, I'm not in a good state now, I can't do such a delicate operation." Han Zhuoyu took off his plastic gloves.

"What's the matter?" Qu Jing couldn't help showing a worried expression when he had never heard his disciple say, "No, I can't do it."

"A little tired." Han Zhuoyu lowered his head and rubbed his eyebrows, his face pale under the light.

"You have been in the laboratory for a day and a night. Can you not be tired? Walk around and go home and rest." Qu Jing hurriedly hurried people.

"Teacher, take a rest earlier, too." Han Zhuoyu took off his white coat and urged that he was worried when he left.

Not long after he left, Song Liancheng sternly rang the doorbell of the laboratory. Han Zhuoyu's tremendous achievements made him sleepless for several days, and he broke the chromatograph under anxiety. If the experiment was not at a critical stage and could not be interrupted, he would not be shy to borrow the instrument from Qu Jing.

"The chromatograph is over there, you can use it yourself." Qu Jing was not a stingy person, pointed the direction, and then continued to observe the cell division in the petri dish.

Song Liancheng was marveling at the most cutting-edge experimental equipment in the laboratory, but he did not reveal anything about it. If he had taken Han Zhuoyu back then, this laboratory would be his own, right? Suppressing the jealousy in his heart, he paced slowly to the desk.

This is an ultra-high performance liquid chromatograph, several times more advanced than the one he used. There is an unturned computer next to it, and a flashing U disk is inserted into the SUB port on the side.

Song Liancheng's eyelids twitched slightly.