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

Jiang Jincheng felt that he had taken a shower in vain. They both sweated all over. The room was a little cold at first, but when the air conditioner started to blow, they both started sweating as soon as they started exercising.

The purple bruise on Jiang Jincheng's knee caught Xiao Ling's attention. He breathed a sigh of relief, propped himself up, slowly picked up Jiang Jincheng's leg and took a closer look.

When the slightly cold fingertips touched the bruise, Jiang Jincheng couldn't help but flinch. Xiao Ling finally frowned slightly and said with a little distress: "How did it happen?"

Jiang Jincheng laughed, and swung his leg on Xiao Ling's hand: "You did it."

"I did it?"

Xiao Ling frowned and sighed. He didn't understand what Jiang Jincheng meant, but he still nodded obediently: "Then I apologize."

"I do not accept."

Jiang Jincheng leaned on the bed and rolled his eyes. Adhering to the principle of having a cigarette afterwards, he propped himself up and took out his lighter.

"Whoo~"

"Some people...I don't answer the phone when I call them..."

Jiang Jincheng pinched the cigarette between two fingers, narrowed his eyes and laughed: "You have to call me when others are taking a shower. Now it's good, I got hit, purple, bruised."

Xiao Ling was stunned for a moment and then lowered his head and smiled. He knew that Jiang Jincheng was trying to tease him, so he cooperated by moving closer and touching his forehead.

Smoke lingered around the noses of both of them. Jiang Jincheng knew that Xiao Ling didn't like the smell of smoke, so he quietly put away the cigarette.

"It was indeed my fault..."

His beautiful and innocent eyes stared at Jiang Jincheng quietly. They were very close. Xiao Ling's lips gently scratched his cheek. His breathing was very light. Jiang Jincheng felt his ears itchy listening to it.

"Uncle, how do you want me to compensate you? I admit my mistake..."

Jiang Jincheng took a deep breath and cursed Xiao Ling inwardly, wondering where he learned how to seduce people.

"Don't mess with me!"

Jiang Jincheng slapped his face away without any hesitation: "It's only been less than five minutes since we finished. You are a dog, how can you be so capable!"

"Hmm, then I'll call you twice for uncle to hear?"

"Get the hell out of here!"

Jiang Jincheng wanted to laugh, so he raised his hand and slapped him. Xiao Ling covered his head and pouted aggrievedly: "Uncle, you always hit me here. What if it gets broken after a long time?"

I think you are not feeling well either."

The ash of the cigarette Jiang Jincheng was holding fell into his palm. He finally couldn't help but push Xiao Ling away: "Enough! Get off! Get off me! My back hurts so much and you're still lying on me! You don't even know your own weight!"

Xiao Ling groaned but still didn't get down. He propped himself up, rubbed Jiang Jincheng's cheek and kissed him a few more times.

Jiang Jincheng couldn't help but turn his head away to avoid his kiss: "Stop it, you kissed me with saliva all over my face, I said you were a dog but you still licked me!"

"Hmm? Then what kind of dog do you think I am?"

Xiao Ling leaned in Jiang Jincheng's arms, looking at him eagerly. Jiang Jincheng wanted to roll his eyes when he saw him like this. Other young couples would shyly lean on their husband's arms after making love, but why was it her husband who shyly snuggled in her arms when it was her turn?

"What dog..."

Jiang Jincheng reached out and touched his hair, thinking seriously: "At first I felt like you were like a golden retriever Samoyed, crying, clingy, and like to act like a spoiled child. I thought I was dating a puppy."

"Hmm~ What happened next?"

Xiao Ling wagged his tail at him with a smile on his face, the joy in his eyes almost overflowing.

"later?"

Jiang Jincheng grabbed his face and said unhappily: "Who knew you were such a bad guy! If I had known you were so cunning, I would have fucking..."

"Oops...I made a mistake..."

Xiao Ling was pulled by Jiang Jincheng and smiled playfully. He rubbed his palm flatteringly: "But are you happy with me as your partner? Does your uncle like me very much now?"

"Yes, I like it."

Jiang Jincheng couldn't stand his coquettishness, so he gently rubbed his hair: "Now I feel..."

"You're like a little wolf-puppy, but still an immature and somewhat reckless wolf-pup..."

Jiang Jincheng kissed him and said softly, "You know how to act like a spoiled child, and you are more mature in handling cases than before. You are aggressive towards others, but you are patient and clingy with me, and sometimes you have bad intentions."

"It's not accurate to say that you are a little wolfdog. You... are the little wolf cub that I have held since childhood..."

Xiao Ling narrowed his eyes and rubbed Jiang Jincheng's cheek with satisfaction. He groaned with pleasure in his throat: "Uncle raised me, so I belong to him completely."

It was already dawning. The two of them had not slept all night. Jiang Jincheng actually asked for a day off. He originally thought of asking Xiao Ling not to go and to stay home and have a good sleep with him, but Xiao Ling insisted that he had to go today because he had something else to do.

Jiang Jincheng couldn't persuade him and could only lie down on the bed and sleep. Xiao Ling quietly got dressed, cooked a meal for Jiang Jincheng and kept it warm, and changed the medicine on his waist before leaving.

...

Jiang Jincheng slept until noon, ate a few bites, and went back to sleep. Because Xiao Ling was not around every day and came back late at night, he really didn't sleep well in the past few days. When he woke up, he felt sore in the waist and back and dizzy. He ate a quick meal, took a shower, and went back to sleep.

He didn't know how long he slept, but when he woke up it was already dark and pitch dark. Jiang Jincheng propped himself up in a daze and subconsciously touched his side.

Empty...

He sighed and touched his phone, but his expression changed slightly...

It’s past three in the morning… It’s already the next day and Xiao Ling hasn’t come back yet…

He searched for a long time but found no missed calls or unread messages. It was as if Xiao Ling had disappeared and there was no news at all.

Jiang Jincheng sat up and turned on the light. He wanted to call Xiao Ling but decided not to. His heart trembled slightly and even his breathing became a little difficult.

Xiao Ling had a back injury and had not been heard from today. Jiang Jincheng had no idea about his situation.

"Ugh…"

Jiang Jincheng touched his hair in annoyance, but suddenly there was a thunder outside, and then heavy rain started to fall without any warning.

The thunder and lightning illuminated the buildings outside. The rain gradually became heavier, and the sound made Jiang Jincheng feel upset.

The weather on my phone shows that there will be heavy rain for the next week. It was originally sunny, I don’t know how it changed so quickly.

"boom!"

Another thunderclap startled him. Jiang Jincheng took a deep breath, leaned back on the bed, and gradually clenched his palms...

...

Xiao Ling's hair was soaked, and the wounds on his waist and abdomen seemed to have split again. The blood mixed with rain water quickly dyed the clothes around his waist red.

He didn't dare to move at this moment. The muzzle of a Type 92 pistol was pointed at his forehead from two meters away.

Drug lords are hard to catch...

This is the only thought in Xiao Ling's mind...

The scarred man opposite had a gloomy face and spat fiercely, and the raindrops dripped down the barrel of the gun onto the ground.

"Damn it... I thought Jiang Jincheng was the only one who could push me to this point..."

The scarred man stared at the young Xiao Ling with his sinister eyes and sneered: "I didn't expect that I would be caught off guard by you little brats..."

"What a pity... your deployment of troops is still a little naive..."

Xiao Ling pursed his lips and covered his bleeding waist and abdomen. He stared at the muzzle of the gun in front of him and then laughed: "Do you really think Captain Jiang didn't come?"

The scarred man was stunned for a moment and then tightened the trigger: "What do you mean!"

"Means nothing."

Xiao Ling showed no fear at all. He licked his dry lips and whispered, "Think about why your batch of goods suddenly disappeared."

"you!"

The scarred man's pupils shrank, he gritted his teeth and roared sinisterly: "You and Jiang Jincheng played a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain and took away that batch of goods!"

“You just found out?”

Xiao Ling even smiled smugly: "I'm really curious, how can you become the biggest drug lord in City A with your IQ..."

The scarred man gritted his teeth and let out a terrifying laugh. He slowly tightened his grip on the trigger: "It's okay, I'll kill you, and then I'll slowly meet Jiang Jincheng!"

Xiao Ling didn't say anything, but a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Captain Jiang!"

The scarred man felt a chill on his back and turned his head subconsciously, but Xiao Ling kicked the scarred man on the wrist with a beautiful side kick.

The pistol instantly drew an arc in the air. The scarred man let out an angry roar and realized that he had been deceived, and he started to wrestle with Xiao Ling on the spot.

The tearing sensation in Xiao Ling's waist and abdomen became stronger and stronger. A strong fatigue swept through his body. His attacks became slower and slower. The man with the scar found the right moment and kicked him in the waist and abdomen.

The pistol slid far away again, and both men narrowed their eyes and rushed forward to grab it.

The scarred man was still a step faster, but just as he got the pistol, Xiao Ling threw him to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.

The two men were fighting each other with fists hitting each other. When Xiao Ling finally reached for the pistol, the scarred man grabbed his waist fiercely, causing the wound to completely burst, and the man's fingers dug into his flesh.

Xiao Ling's fingers loosened in pain, and the two men fought over the pistol, their palms fiercely pinching each other...

"boom!!"