After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

After Jiang Jincheng said this, he actually looked a little irritated. After all, he was almost forty years old and still had to say sweet words to his twenty-five-year-old boyfriend, which was really difficult for him.

He saw that Xiao Ling was still holding on to his clothes and refused to let go, like a little baby who had been wronged, and he couldn't help laughing again.

"Are you still feeling bad? Didn't your uncle try to comfort you?"

"No...no..."

Xiao Ling moved and leaned over to press his nose against Jiang Jincheng's. He looked at Jiang Jincheng who was holding him in his arms and thought of the words "I love you" just now. For a moment, his breath became a little disordered.

As Jiang Jincheng said, he now likes superficial love. Jiang Jincheng's straightforward "I love you" is enough to make him feel confused.

"uncle…"

Xiao Ling gently touched Jiang Jincheng's lips, and all the hot air he exhaled sprayed on them. He also looked at Jiang Jincheng seriously and couldn't help but respond: "I love you too."

"Come on, stop being cheesy. I'm getting goosebumps from all the love-making!"

Jiang Jincheng really got goosebumps. At his age, he still had to act like a youngster and say "I love you" and "I love you". And he was in Mixue Bingcheng!

"Then I won't say anything... I want to kiss my uncle again..."

After Xiao Ling finished speaking, he kissed Jiang Jincheng's lips directly. Jiang Jincheng closed his eyes as if in agreement and tried his best to give him a more enthusiastic response.

Xiao Ling stirred it in his mouth for a while and seemed unsatisfied, so he reached out and unbuttoned his shirt.

Jiang Jincheng felt a chill and subconsciously wanted to button his clothes back up, but Xiao Ling grabbed his wrist with his backhand as if he was prepared.

"I won't move...Uncle..."

Xiao Ling gently rubbed his cheek and said coquettishly, "Let me see... I won't touch you..."

"Don't take my underwear off!"

Jiang Jincheng pursed his lips and felt his ears burning. With the relationship he had with Xiao Ling now, he definitely couldn't walk around shirtless like before. Even a blind man could see that Xiao Ling was lusting after his body. If Jiang Jincheng dared to go shirtless again, he would be speeding up his time to fall asleep.

Although Jiang Jincheng knew that this day would come sooner or later, he just couldn't accept it now. He couldn't stand the thought of himself, a grown man, being pressed on the bed and screaming in pain by a man who was a dozen years younger than him.

There is no other reason except that it is embarrassing and awkward, and I am not mentally prepared for this. After all, who knows if I will be dating a man in the future.

When Jiang Jincheng said this, Xiao Ling was obviously a little disappointed, but he still said "hmm" softly to agree.

Seeing that he nodded, Jiang Jincheng didn't hesitate and took off his shirt, saying, "Hurry up and finish reading this and shut up."

Xiao Ling's eyes were obviously burning. He gently reached out and touched Jiang Jincheng's chest. His chest muscles were soft and it felt comfortable to touch without any special force.

However, Jiang Jincheng felt as if he was being molested by someone else. He suppressed his strong discomfort and embarrassment and turned his head slightly.

The breathing became heavier. Xiao Ling stroked and traced the chest muscles silently. The tingling and numb feeling made Jiang Jincheng resist shivering.

He seemed to be doing it on purpose. It was not enough for him to just stroke it with his fingertips, he had to trace it again several times.

Jiang Jincheng was enduring the discomfort, and suddenly his body froze, and Xiao Ling's fingers scratched that spot...

"you…"

"I really didn't mean to..."

Xiao Ling's voice sounded aggrieved and innocent, which made Jiang Jincheng unable to get angry. His throat felt dry and tight, and his cheeks felt hot and uneasy. Xiao Ling noticed that there was a long and deep scar on Jiang Jincheng's abdomen. It seemed to be there for a long time and the color was not dark, but it was very obvious if you looked closely.

"uncle…"

"Ok?"

Xiao Ling buried his head in Jiang Jincheng's lower abdomen, and kissed the scar heavily with his lips. Jiang Jincheng's eyes flashed with an indescribable undercurrent. He knew that Xiao Ling was distressed, so he joked: "It's okay, it was many years ago, I don't feel it anymore."

“Does it hurt…?”

Xiao Ling's slightly cool fingertips stroked the brown scar. The skin there was slightly concave and not as smooth and elastic as other places.

"I didn't feel anything at the time. I was just busy chasing the murderer. I didn't expect he had a knife when we were scuffling. He gave me such a long cut."

Jiang Jincheng laughed and rubbed Xiao Ling's head with his hand: "What's the big deal? How many people in this profession don't have any injuries? Your uncle was shot, but he didn't die."

"Besides, scars are our medals, understand? Every time we get one, it means a bad guy has been caught, and society will be more peaceful. These scars are worth it."

Xiao Ling couldn't listen to these things. He only felt deep fear. Xiao Ling kissed the scars on Jiang Jincheng's body bit by bit and then whispered: "I don't want my uncle to be a policeman anymore..."

He looked up at Jiang Jincheng and spoke in the voice of a wounded little animal: "I'm afraid that something might happen to my uncle while he's on a mission someday... If something happens to my uncle... what should I do..."

Jiang Jincheng pursed his lips and did not comfort him, because Jiang Jincheng knew that accidents were inevitable. He could not deceive Xiao Ling, and could not coax Xiao Ling to say anything: "No, uncle will accompany you well, and there will be no accidents."

That's too naive. The moment you become a police officer, your life is no longer in your own hands. Every time you carry out a mission, you are gambling with the god of death. If you win, no matter how many injuries you suffer, it won't matter. If you lose...

Jiang Jincheng couldn't make any guarantees to Xiao Ling. On the one hand, he was not sure, and on the other hand, he didn't want to deceive Xiao Ling.

Jiang Jincheng just stroked Xiao Ling's face gently and responded to Xiao Ling's worries with silence. Xiao Ling was not a fool and he knew that there were dangers behind every mission. He knew that Jiang Jincheng could not make any promises to him.

Xiao Ling kissed the wounds heavily, as if out of respect for Jiang Jincheng's profession and also as if out of care and love between lovers.

"I can't make you a promise that I don't even know for sure."

Jiang Jincheng looked at him calmly and then said softly: "But I can assure you that every time I carry out a mission, I will be more careful for you."

"As a criminal police officer, I have to protect the people first and then I can take care of you. I know this is unfair to you, but my profession does not allow me to be selfish and take into account the love affairs of my children."

"But I will love you with all my strength every minute and every second that I am with you. I will take off the police uniform and all the glamorous honors and love you with the attitude of an ordinary person."

"Xiao Ling, at least... I will make sure that you are happy every minute and every second that you are with me."

Xiao Ling paused and stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Jincheng's palm as if he agreed with his words. The two were silent for a long time. Xiao Ling suddenly said: "Uncle also has a wound on his back... I want to see..."

"Behind? It doesn't look good from behind."

Jiang Jincheng laughed and turned around. There were scars all over his back, of all kinds. Most of them were from knife wounds and various fights.

Xiao Ling trembled as he stroked the scars that had long since faded. He suddenly noticed that one of them seemed a little different. The color of the round scar was a little darker... It didn't look like something that could be left by a normal beating...

Jiang Jincheng felt Xiao Ling's touch, and he explained softly: "I burned it with a cigarette butt. I also have one on my neck, but it's not obvious. I also think it's too ugly to have this thing on my neck. It looks better if the scar is covered up."

Jiang Jincheng laughed and said, "I had scar removal surgery on the one on my neck so you can't see it. The cigarette scar was caused by a failed operation and someone plotted against me. The criminal burned me with a cigarette to humiliate me."

"It's nothing. He was still sent to prison and shot. I made a lot of money by exchanging two scars for his life..."

Jiang Jincheng was even a little proud. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Your uncle is an old businessman. He never does business at a loss. Anyone who dares to leave a scar on your uncle will be dragged out and shot. If not shot, it will be life imprisonment... If your uncle is in the business circle, he would have made a fortune a long time ago..."

Before Jiang Jincheng could finish bragging, Xiao Ling hugged him tightly. Xiao Ling rested his forehead on Jiang Jincheng's back and breathed softly.

Jiang Jincheng shut up instantly. Seeing his expression, he could only sigh and comfort him softly, "It's really okay. What's wrong with a few hits on me, a grown man?"

"I feel bad..."

Xiao Ling really felt a dull pain in his heart. He hugged Jiang Jincheng tightly and sobbed quietly. Although Jiang Jincheng said it lightly, everyone knew how painful it was to be hit like that.

"Uncle...I feel a little uncomfortable..."

Xiao Ling desperately begged for Jiang Jincheng's comfort. He wanted to hug Jiang Jincheng and also wanted Jiang Jincheng to hug him, preferably the kind that would hold him in his arms.

"Be good...uncle will hold you..."

Jiang Jincheng knew what he was thinking. After all, he was the one who coaxed Xiao Ling into adulthood. It was obvious that Xiao Ling was heartbroken and wanted him to be safe.

In fact, Jiang Jincheng sometimes thought Xiao Ling was quite funny. He was the one who was injured, but he didn't say a word and instead comforted Xiao Ling who was worried about him.

Xiao Ling snuggled in Jiang Jincheng's arms as he wished, but now that he was so big, it was difficult for Jiang Jincheng to hold him as tightly as before.

"young married woman…"

"Ah."

Xiao Ling pecked Jiang Jincheng's lips bit by bit and whispered: "I will gradually become stronger... I will protect you when carrying out the mission..."

"I know you're a good police officer, but I'm not... I don't have this kind of selfless dedication. I'm a police officer just for you."

"Since you have decided to be a good police officer first and then talk about love with me, then I will become stronger for you...you protect them..."

"I will protect you..."