Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

"Ok?"

……

dong dong dong dong!

"I'll count to three. If you don't open the door, don't blame us for enforcing the law impartially!"

The police station outside the door issued an ultimatum. He leaned against the door frame suspiciously and listened carefully, but the sound inside was too faint.

The leader finally lost his patience. He quickly drew the gun from his waist and pointed it in the middle. After giving both sides a look, his subordinates rushed forward and broke open the door.

The muzzle of the man's gun was pointed at Chu Qingchen's half-naked chest. The man's dark eyes were cold, and he looked at him with a casual expression, with obvious impatience at being disturbed on his face: "What's the matter?"

The police chief was stunned. He didn't expect Oh Ah to meet Chu Qingchen here, and he didn't expect that the great Young Master Chu would be in such a place and in such an environment, with others...

"Master Chu, why...why is it you?"

The director lowered his head, his fingers clenched tightly together, showing how panicked he was at the moment.

The others outside the door also gasped when they saw Chu Qingchen's murderous expression.

Si Mo shrank up with his head pressed close to Chu Qingchen's bulging chest, his ears filled with the sound of his strong and powerful heartbeat like a drum.

Chu Qingchen's heartbeat was steady and fast.

Is he nervous too?

Because of the person outside the door, or because...

"Why, why can't it be me?" Chu Qingchen narrowed his eyes and threw the question back to the other party.

"You've disturbed my good mood today. Don't worry, I will come to visit you another day."

“No, no,” the director waved his hands repeatedly. He only dared to look up at the person in Chu Qingchen’s arms. He only saw the boy’s red ears and lowered his head hurriedly: “We are all performing official duties. Because we heard gunshots, we are also worried about the comfort of the people. Please show some mercy…”

Chu Qingchen looked at the man's gun waist bag again. The director wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and quickly put the gun away.

"There's nothing unusual here, get out!"

"Yes, yes, get out of here immediately..." The police chief (zhang) breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had not checked the almanac before going out today, how did he run into Chu Qingchen himself -

Turning back, he fiercely kicked his subordinate who was still watching the show, and glared at him, "Go! What are you looking at!"

After this group of people left in disgrace, Si Mo's face was still covered by Chu Qingchen's clothes. The young man put his arms around his waist, and his soft black hair scratched Chu Qingchen's chin, like a light crow feather lifting the calm lakeside, stirring up waves of panic and itchiness.

"It's okay." Chu Qingchen patted Si Mo's back gently, and Si Mo stepped back. Because they had been in this room for a long time, both of them had inhaled some incense to a certain extent, and Si Mo's face was flushed again, as if he had just come out of water.

It seems like he has really been bullied.

Chu Qingchen's Adam's apple rolled, and he calmly shifted his gaze elsewhere.

Mo Xunyu crawled out from under the heavy clothes on the bed. He was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe and almost suffocated himself.

"Young Marshal...Young Marshal, are you upstairs?" Prime Minister Cen paced at the stairs and called out tentatively. Then he saw Chu Qingchen sticking his head out of the door and hooking his hand at him.

When Prime Minister Cen ran upstairs happily, he was stopped by Chu Qingchen and was not allowed to go in or even take a look.

Cen Xiang didn't understand: "Why?"

Chu Qingchen said calmly: "Because he is getting dressed."

"?????"

"who?

What are you doing?

Wear clothes? ?

Who is getting dressed???”

It was hard to imagine that these words would come out of Chu Qingchen's mouth. Cen Xiang felt that he could no longer understand human language.

"Young Marshal, you...can do this? So you sent Miss Xia away because you already have the one inside?"

"Whose girl is this? Is she the one from the photo gallery Madam has?"

"It's really hard to imagine what a girl like you, who is so high-minded, looks like."

Adjutant Cen was yelling in his ear, and Chu Qingchen, no matter how good-tempered he was, was on the verge of forbearance: "Does it have to be a girl?"

"……what?"

Chu Qingchen sighed, and then took out his usual look at a fool, looking at Cen Xiang who was jumping up and down at any time with equal eyes: "Don't waste time, there is no girl."

As he was speaking, Si Mo came out dressed appropriately and stood beside Chu Qingchen, looking at him.

“Oh my god…?” Prime Minister Cen looked at Si Mo, then at his own young commander. It was as if a bolt of lightning struck his head, and his heart became burnt.

It's over. The young marshal has this hobby, and his wife will not let him go.

But this doesn't count as concealing the truth, he didn't know about it before?!

Cen Xiang felt like the sky was falling, but soon another person named Mo Xunyu walked out.

“……”Destroy it.

"We'll go first. I'll leave the one inside to you." Chu Qingchen said indifferently and walked downstairs. Si Mo followed closely behind him. When he passed by Prime Minister Cen, he smiled sincerely, patted Prime Minister Cen on the shoulder and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Mo Xunyu nodded obediently to Prime Minister Cen, also with eyes full of gratitude: "Thank you for your hard work."

After being stunned for more than twenty seconds, Cen Xiang finally reacted.

What do you mean?

Inside, that...?

Is there anyone else in the room? ?

Walking slowly with doubtful steps, Cen Xiang lifted the thick cloth and saw clearly that the bulge underneath was actually a person... a dead person.

And the identity of this dead man is Colonel Zhao Shizhao.

Adjutant Cen's eyes went dark and he wished he could faint on the spot and be done with it.

— —

After the three of them left the Paramount, they saw that the cordon at the entrance had just been removed. They should have investigated the cause of the gunshots, but because Chu Qingchen was there, the people from the police station had to leave first.

There were two military vehicles parked on the street, both waiting for Chu Qingchen.

"I'll have someone take you back first. Tonight's incident shouldn't be resolved so hastily. We can't prevent the possibility that Zhao Shi's people will conduct a private investigation." Si Mo said to Mo Xunyu, "There were only two of you in the room at the time. Once that warlord wakes up and tells the chief of police, you'll be in trouble."

Therefore, the best way is to make sure that commander-in-chief never wakes up again.

Si Mo paused, hiding the turbulent waves in his deep eyes, and forced a comforting smile: "Don't worry, everything will be fine."

Mo Xunyu nodded. He trusted Si Mo very much. Maybe it was just his intuition at first sight. He felt that Si Mo was a good person.

However, Mo Xunyu thought of something and said hesitantly: "What about you, aren't you going back with us?"

Si Mo looked back at Chu Qingchen, who was standing quietly there waiting for the two to finish their conversation, and suddenly smiled with interest: "I still have important things to do."