Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

In addition to the shower head, the bathroom also has a small bathtub that can accommodate three to four people at the same time.

The house is a duplex structure, Chen's room is on the second floor and the living room is on the first floor, so the space is not small.

She turned on the water, filled the tub, and immersed herself in it.

"call--"

The lost temperature of her body was slowly restored in the hot water. She had been pretending to be calm, but in fact her body was very cold.

The Snow Monster Princess, as her name suggests, is really beautiful and "freezing". She casts ice spells at the slightest disagreement. If I hadn't used the Red Sky Sword Drawing Skill, I would have died tonight.

"They are all quite difficult... whether it's the mission on Rhodes Island or the one on Lungmen."

When I closed my eyes, the image of Chen in a black suspender translucent nightgown kept flashing in my mind.

Feng Qingyu was even fantasizing that Chen put his hands on his shoulders and pulled the straps down little by little, revealing his smooth shoulders and naked back.

Tight and stylish back lines, beautiful butterfly bones, fair skin...

With such a perfect body, you can twist your waist as much as you want on yourself or under your body.

Her long dark blue hair was loose, her eyes were full of affection, and her mouth was not frank, but she kept making cute sounds, calling her name.

She wanted to hear Chen's breathing and ambiguous calls.

The more he thought about it, the more outrageous it became. Feng Qingyu was very scared. He had agreed to be an honest man and go to bed after taking a shower. It was not a good habit to fantasize about his boss in the bathroom.

"What am I thinking about... Mr. Chen would have gone to bed at this hour. Besides, Mr. Chen is such a serious person, and he didn't get drunk this time, so he's not interested in these things."

Feng Qingyu felt much better after comforting himself in this way and concealing the hidden thoughts in his heart.

My honest belly was already burning hot. I reached out and touched the indescribable place, and it was already wet and slippery.

The fingers began to move involuntarily.

Thirty-eight: The more you try to hide, the more obvious it becomes

Chen tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

It’s not that she wasn’t sleepy, but as soon as she closed her eyes, she would think of someone living under the same roof with her, and she couldn’t calm down for a long time.

"What the hell? I can't even sleep..."

The bed was very comfortable, the quilt had just been dried in the sun and was fluffy and soft, the clean quilt cover smelled fresh, and the sheets had just been changed.

Don’t ask why I need to clean and replace them. The reason is that I was missing someone in bed, and my hands were doing unspeakable things, so I made the sheets and quilts dirty.

The translucent unknown liquid sprayed all over the bed, making it difficult to clean, so Chen simply threw it into the washing machine and let it clean it.

She didn't want to change the sheets and quilt again tonight, it was too troublesome.

"I have work to do tomorrow, so I should be able to sleep while counting sheep."

Chen turned over and hugged the Chaolong Mountain Rabbit pillow on the bed. The color of his cheeks was not very clear in the dark.

She knew that she looked different now from the usual majestic inspector.

The possessiveness in my heart is at work.

Ever since that time when Feng Qingyu took the initiative to put himself in danger and rescued her from the vicious black market dealer, and told her his undercover identity when he was seriously injured and thought he was about to die, Chen's mentality has changed a lot.

"Mr. Chen... I have something to tell you... It might be my... my last words."

Chen was besieged by Smiling Tiger and her subordinates. Feng Qingyu followed her. In order to protect her and leave, he fought against dozens of people alone. Of course, he was outnumbered.

Those people are not ordinary people, nor are they ordinary thugs. They are all infected people who possess Originium skills.

Even the leader Smiling Tiger himself is an infected person. If converted to a star level, he is definitely a six-star operator, with great boxing skills, and is fast, accurate and ruthless.

Feng Qingyu was hit in the ribs by her punch, and he immediately heard the sound of broken bones. His internal organs seemed to be smashed, and he immediately vomited a large mouthful of blood.

It was at this time that she was hit by several bullets from those little brothers.

You have to explain something before you die. Since the person who supported you was Sir Chen from the Guard Bureau, there is nothing to hide.

"Actually... I'm an undercover agent under the command of Mr. Lin from CIB. My police number... ahem... is PC31497... My position is... Inspector of the East Qilong District..."

Chen didn't quite believe it at the time, but the Longmen police were all on the payroll and had unique police numbers, so Feng Qingyu's words didn't seem like a lie.

"Don't talk for now. Save some energy to get back alive. When we successfully return to the Guard Bureau, we can talk slowly. As the senior superintendent of Longmen, I order you to shut up!"

Afterwards, reinforcements from the Guards arrived and surrounded Smiling Tiger and her men, and the matter came to a temporary end.

Sir Lin was not dead at that time, and Chen's doubts were confirmed.

Feng Qingyu is indeed a police officer of the Longmen Guard Bureau. Her police number is PC31497. Currently, only Sir Lin knows her identity.

She is an undercover agent who specializes in approaching various gangs, big and small, to help the Guard Bureau collect intelligence.

Including this time, Feng Qingyu has helped Chen out for the second time. The first time was at the Dawn Bar.

Apart from these, the two of them also met each other from time to time. Feng Qingyu had a special temperament that fascinated Chen.

It was from that time that the seeds of love were planted in her heart.

The two have known each other for a long time, have said many things from their hearts to each other, and have seen each other at their most embarrassing.

Before Feng Qingyu fell into coma, he was still joking and teasing her.

"Mr. Chen...if you don't frown so often...your subordinates...I believe...they...will definitely like...talking to you more. You are so beautiful...don't frown and look so tense all the time."

Chen felt quite happy to hear such a simple and straightforward compliment.

Recalling that moment, Chen hugged his pillow and grinned foolishly.

"Idiot...you always care more about other people's affairs than your own."

The more I thought about Chen, the more I couldn't sleep. The more I cared about Feng Qingyu sleeping alone in the living room. So I just went downstairs to take a look.

Just one glance, no big deal.

Chen got out of bed, put on his slippers, and tiptoed downstairs. There was no one on the sofa, only a pile of dirty clothes thrown on it, emitting an unpleasant smell of sweat.

"Really? You can't even put your clothes away."

Chen was quite disgusted with the behavior of throwing clothes around and prepared to throw them into the washing machine to wash them.

On Feng Qingyu's coat, at the shoulder, Chen found a longer silver hair.

The color of the hair is different from that of the doctor in Rhode Island. The doctor's hair is brighter. In addition, the doctor's hair is much longer than this one.

"Could it be Kal'tsit?"

Chen also felt something was wrong. Kal'tsit's hair was white, not silver, and shorter than this one.

There should be no silver-haired operator with such long hair in Rhodes Island at present, so the owner of the hair is not a Rhodes Island operator.

"Isn't this another wild woman from some nightclub?"

Because of his status, Feng Qingyu used to hang out in bars, nightclubs and other improper places, and there was basically no one among those girls who didn't know Sister Qinglong.

In addition to the hair, Chen also smelled the scent of other women - a light rose scent from a high-end women's perfume on the market.

Feng Qingyu herself never wears perfume, so it must have been picked up from close contact with someone.

"..."

Chen was a little concerned. In addition, Feng Qingyu also bought two sets of women's clothing when he came, and the price was not cheap, adding up to dozens of source stones, she felt as sour as if she had eaten a lemon.

I didn't buy them for myself, I could tell by the size. The bust of those two clothes were obviously not suitable for me, they were a little too small.

"When will you understand my feelings, you idiot, you big idiot Feng Qingyu."

The coat had the scent of Feng Qingyu on it, and Chen picked it up as if possessed, put it to his face and sniffed it.

The unique scent of the coat's owner makes people feel strangely at ease and intoxicated.

After a while, Chen realized his mistake, threw his coat and other clothes into the washing machine, closed the lid with a bang, and pressed the start button.

The washing machine automatically fills with water and the drum starts to operate.

"I'm really a little crazy. Why would I smell her stinky clothes?"

Such perverted behavior could easily make one look like a pervert. If Feng Qingyu saw it, he wouldn't be able to wash himself clean even if he jumped into the sea.

Luckily someone was taking a shower.

Huh? In the shower?

Chen realized this problem, and for some reason, his body became even hotter. It was already winter in Longmen, and although it wasn't cold, it wasn't very hot either.

However, on such a warm winter night, my body felt as hot as an iron, which was definitely not normal.

"Yes...have a cold drink."

She didn't know if this would help, but the refrigerator was already open and there was a lot of Coke in it.

Let me make it clear first that I didn’t buy it specifically for someone.

As long as he remained calm, he could ignore the sound of water in the bathroom and someone's naked body. In order to get rid of distracting thoughts, Chen also recited the "Purifying Heart Mantra" which can calm the mind and eliminate troubles and evil.

"I bow my head and take refuge in Susidhi, and I bow my head and face to the seven kotis. I now praise the great Cundi, and I only hope that you will show mercy and protect me..."

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and Chen's thoughts were brought back by the sound of the door opening.

At this time, she discovered that Feng Qingyu's underwear was still in her hand and she had forgotten to put it in the washing machine.

Thirty-nine: Taking the Lead

It was too late when Chen realized that she was holding something she shouldn't be holding. The owner of the panties was standing not far from her, looking embarrassed.

"Mr. Chen... that thing in your hand looks like my... underwear."

The pattern on the panties is easy to identify, a cartoon yellow duck pattern on a white background. Chen definitely wouldn't wear this type.

Chen's underwear is of a mature and domineering style. There is no third person in the room except Chen and Feng Qingyu, so that panties can only belong to Feng Qingyu.

Sir Chen has this kind of habit? Feng Qingyu thought.

You would never believe that Sir Chen, who is such a serious person, actually has the habit of stealing other people's panties to "appreciate" them.

Sure enough, people cannot be judged by their appearance.

"Of course I know it's yours... I just felt upset when I saw you throwing clothes around, so I wanted to help you pick them up. Don't let your imagination run wild!"

Chen threw the panties aside, picked up the Coke on the table, and pretended nothing had happened.

"What are you thinking of doing naked in someone else's house? Are you not satisfied during the day and want to do it again?"

Having said that, Chen's eyes still stole glances at the body from time to time, his throat rolling and his breathing rapid.

This is the reaction a normal person should have. Rather, her own panties are a little...wet.

hateful!

"No... Sir Chen, I'm exhausted today, so it's normal for me to take a shower. I'm so dirty, it's inappropriate to dirty your sofa."

When Feng Qingyu picked up his panties and was about to throw them into the washing machine, he found that the washing machine was running and was doing its first spin cycle.

So, did Sir Chen forget or did he deliberately not wash it?

Although she wanted to ask, Feng Qingyu still held back. She just pretended she didn't know and thought it was better to think that Chen had accidentally forgotten.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, for disturbing your sleep. I've just finished my shower, and I'll make some instant noodles and go to sleep. Do you...want to go and rest first?"

Chen stared at Feng Qingyu with a gaze like a wild beast, causing him to feel strange all over his body.

In addition, both of them were dressed coolly, especially myself, who was wearing nothing, not even a bath towel, so it was easy for something to go wrong.

It is easy to get along with each other normally, but at night, when we are alone together, the mood is completely different.

Chen was a little distracted, thinking about the silver hair he had just found on the coat, and didn't pay much attention to what Feng Qingyu said.

He almost asked about the hair issue. Whenever this happened, Chen was speechless.

Seeing that Chen didn't respond, Feng Qingyu had to say it again.

"Mr. Chen, I'd like to borrow your kitchen for a while. I can boil a pot of water and make some instant noodles. It won't cause you any trouble."

Without Chen's consent, she didn't dare to touch anything here, for fear of being accused of disrespecting the owner.

Chen doesn't like others touching her things. Everyone working in the Guard Bureau office knows this, and Feng Qingyu judges it based on her habits.

"Oh...ok, use it as you like."