Capture the River

However, Qin Chuan dawdled for a while (although he did not admit that it was dawdling, he insisted that being provoked by surname Yan led to an inevitable physical conflict), and finally went downstairs.

Because he felt that the surname Gong was spending money to wholesale the stack of ticket books in the hands of the traffic police brigade.

When Qin Chuan walked to the gate of the Municipal Bureau, Mr. Gong was facing the gate, but suddenly turned around as if telepathically, and smiled at him from a distance of more than ten meters.

Qin Chuan's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

Although the two of them are not sticky characters, they are lovers whom they haven't seen for several days. They are busy with the case and don't have time to think about it, but when they meet the real person, they realize that they have some romantic thoughts in their hearts.

The most important thing is that the other party is handsome. He is handsome and has money to take care of him. He stands tall and tall, and the fragrance of basil leaves at the hem of the six-figure windbreaker is blowing in the wind. If you don't pay close attention, the male hormone is ten miles away. Everywhere can attract bees, waves and butterflies.

We have been living together for several years, and when he took off his glasses, he found that there were more and more fine lines around his eyes in the mirror, but the man surnamed Gong was so anti-aging, his face was not relaxed at all, like a piece of white paper It fit tightly on his deep eyes and high nose, forming a deep and elegant outline of the facial features. Under the dim street light, the black brows and red lips did not lose half their color. Soul lock.

Colleagues from the anti-pornography brigade and the traffic police brigade called Team Qin twice, and Qin Chuan finally realized: "Ah, well, brothers, you have worked hard. The family members are ignorant and have caused you trouble."

When the buddy who handed over the USB flash drive saw Qin Chuan, not only did he not feel guilty, he even patted Qin Chuan on the shoulder and laughed heartily: "Brother Qin is married well!"

Qin Chuan's eyebrows twitched, and the buddies immediately ran away: "Go slowly! By the way, Brother Qin, thank you Mr. Gong for the ginger candy for me. It really warms your stomach a lot!"

Qin Chuan swung him away like a fly, and Mr. Gong had already opened the passenger door for him. For several years, he reached out his hand to block the door frame like a gentleman, as if Qin Dui, who was running for four, could knock himself down. like.

As soon as the car door was opened, there was a gust of warm air. Mr. Gong left the car and kept the heater on.The passenger seat was adjusted backwards, and a husky was happily nibbling on a bag of dog food under its feet, flicking its tail, the edge of the plastic bag was deformed, and it was full of teeth marks drool.

Qin Chuan picked it up, put it on his lap and sat down, and found a tissue to wipe its mouth helplessly: "Why did you bring it out?"

Mr. Gong sat in the driver's seat and closed the car door, shutting out the last trace of cold wind, and looked at Qin Chuan tenderly: "I don't know how long I'll wait for you. Ah Fang is home with no one to feed him, so I brought him out together."

This husky is called Efang, and it was named after this ghost named Gong.It didn't take long for Qin Chuan to pick it up from a messy community grassland, and he knew why it was abandoned by the previous owner—probably because it was too capable of demolishing the house. It is estimated that the miserable greening of the property that has not caught the culprit so far is also the reason. Eaten by it.

Later, Qin Chuan was devastated by it, but Mr. Gong was very interested. When Qin Chuan came back from a business trip for a few days, he found that Ah Fang had gone through a lot of hardships, and learned to only eat certain things. Of course, Mr. Gong was determined He did not admit that the few pounds that Afang lost had anything to do with him, nor did he admit that more than 30 pieces of furniture in the house had been replaced, but he introduced to Qin Chuan the custom-made dog villa that had just arrived, and wrote a letter to "Afang Palace" three times. big characters.

Qin Chuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the time, but seeing Mr. Gong's rare arrogance and complacency, he still kissed him heartily.

Qin Chuan lightly squeezed Ah Fang's ears, and looked at Mr. Gong next to him: "Come on, why is Ah Fang not being fed at home? Is it because you insist on running outside?"

Mr. Gong was very innocent: "I have no one to feed me at home!" As he said that, he unfastened his seat belt, and forcibly leaned over to grab Qin Chuan's lips: "I want to eat meat."

Before Qin Chuan had time to remind him of A Fang's existence, Mr. Gong who drove straight in took his tongue away.

Five minutes later, Mr. Gong's eyes were gloomy, as if he had just carried a mortar in and out of a hail of bullets, and the bloodstain on his face seemed to be a medal for a warrior——

But it was scratched by the dog.

"Hahahaha cough!" Qin Chuan laughed so hard that he coughed again and again, and even the husky on his leg was trembling with the unidentified flowers and branches.

Angrily, Mr. Gong took out a bottle of sports drink from the car door, unscrewed the cap and handed it to Qin Chuan. While telling him "don't choke", he put the gear on and stepped on the gas pedal, ready to go home and make a comeback.

After finally laughing, Qin Chuan casually took two sips of his drink and asked, "You don't bring your dog here these days, do you?"

When Mr. Gong looked in the rearview mirror, he took a moment to glance at him, and asked quietly: "So you know I've been here for several days?"

Qin Chuan touched his nose uncomfortably: "... the surname Yan said."

Mr. Gong frowned: "It's okay, don't get in touch with him, and be careful when Jiang Ting comes to scratch you."

Qin Chuan looked at him meaningfully: "Oh? Could it be that you don't like Yan Yan?"

Mr. Gong snorted coldly: "You think too much, I don't have any idea about Yan Dui's kind of pretense."

Qin Chuan silently glanced at the Flying Goddess logo on the front of the car, which is enough to blind pedestrians under the street lights at night: "Is this considered... like repelling each other?"

Mr. Gong: "..."

He was silent for a long while, and then heaved a long sigh: "You actually spoke for that surnamed Yan..." He changed his voice, "It must be because of jealousy! I said at the time that the boss had something urgent for me, why did you still listen to them? Booing? I went out with her for an hour, but it was purely business, and I had the entire recording - hey siri, play my latest voice memo."

Qin Chuan didn't have time to stop him, so he listened to the loyal kidney machine and immediately started playing the recording. He also understood a little Welsh with Mr. Gong, and he could probably recognize a few words. The young and gentle male voice should be his boss, Mr. Gong His tone sounded more respectful, and the two of them almost never stopped asking and answering.

In fact, Qin Chuan didn't think much about it at first. After all, with Mr. Gong's financial conditions, he would have run away early if he was going to cheat. The chain of evidence is assembled, so I can go home on vacation.

However, Qin Chuan couldn't turn a blind eye to the face of "Quickly question me" and "You don't question me, don't you love me anymore" with the surname Gong, so he had to cooperate with him to perform: "What are you talking about?"

Mr. Gong said calmly: "He said he is an islander."

Qin Chuan: "..."

Mr. Gong squinted at his expression, and quickly said: "The Road Safety Law stipulates that violence against drivers cannot be used." Qin Chuan slowly glanced at Mr. Gong with the eyes of examining the prisoner, and then he couldn't help but burst out laughing. Shun Mao to A Fang while saying: "I'm going to turn the corner into the community now, drive hard."

It is said to be 527, but in fact the entire 2th floor of Unit 5 was bought by Mr. Gong and opened up (Mr. Gong’s cloakroom occupies several hundred square meters, and even the sky garden of Efang Palace occupies the entire three-bedroom apartment), and there is no moving walkway ( Yes, it is the same type of horizontal escalator at the airport), it will take half an hour for Gou Efang to run from 521 to 529.

As soon as the door was opened, an aroma of hot pot bottoms rushed over, and the husky swished happily past their feet into the room, wanting to jump on the table.

Qin Chuan's eyes fell from the neatly stacked shoes in the cabinet and the shiny wall tiles all over the wall to the shiny white wool carpet, and looked at Mr. Gong jokingly: "Are ten housekeepers called to clean up?"

Mr. Gong took Qin Chuan's windbreaker and hung it at the door, handed him the folded pajamas, and frankly avoided the topic: "I prepared dinner today, and you can wash the dishes later."

Qin Chuan: "...Can you show some respect? If I can extract even one of your fingerprints from the dishes on the table, I will lose."

Mr. Gong was silent for a while, and then said: "Then cast the dice to decide who will clean up. Hey, why is there a hollow dice hanging around my neck? Then use it."

"...How dare you take out the dice that you brought back from some black-hearted casino that can only always throw two points up?"

Mr. Gong smiled very gracefully, if it wasn't for the dog's paw prints on his face.

Having said that, Qin Chuan went to wash the dishes after dinner.Although he has both parents, after the college entrance examination, he has been living alone except for accommodation in the police academy, and the two of them eat hot pot at home, which is actually very easy to clean up. There are only a few bowls that are stained with oil. He is used to being frugal, even the dishwasher. not open.

Qin Chuan rinsed the dish containing vegetables with clean water and put it back into the disinfection cabinet, and turned on the ultraviolet light. Mr. Gong just finished feeding the tropical fish with difficulty under A Fang's crazy interference, while sticking his four claws on the glass The old E Fang pulled away from the constant temperature water tank and complained: "I asked someone to design an automatic feeding machine. As soon as I lifted the top cover, it jumped up. It's not a cat. I guess that's how the goldfish you raised before disappeared. .”

Qin Chuan wiped his hands on a custom-made cashmere towel (Mr. Gong insisted that Qin Chuan’s treatment should not be worse than Yan’s, and the towel must be made of high-quality materials), and said casually: “It’s the father’s fault if you don’t teach me. .”

Mr. Gong took off his glasses for him, and came over to hold his hand: "Yeah, who told Ah Fang that his father is neglecting his family every day. Why are his hands chapped again? Didn't you wear the suede gloves I ordered for you when you went out to work? Wait." .”

Mr. Gong got up to get the hand cream. Qin Chuan sent His Highness A Fang back to the palace after having had enough trouble and started to feel sleepy. Don't compare yourself to Yan Yan, the other day he saw my gloves and asked how much you spent, and he also bought a pair for Jiang Ting..."

Mr. Gong washed his face by the way, and after a while, the wound on his face had healed without a trace, and Qin Chuan has been accustomed to this in recent years.

He pulled Qin Chuan to sit on the sofa, rubbed Qin Chuan's hands carefully, and said in a triumphant tone, "I ordered it from Lan Kwai Fong through my relationship, it's exclusively for the royal family, and even Princess XX waited in line for two months. Yan Xie will continue to be the world's top VIP of those rotten high street brands that swindle money!"

Qin Chuan: "... What do you think about him... Wait, why are you lifting my pajamas?"

"I accidentally took an extra tube of lubricating fluid just now, and accidentally unscrewed the cap, can Captain Qin cooperate?"

"Fuck!"

"Yes, that's what I meant."

The loose pajama pants fell off as soon as they were peeled off, and the pajamas were also untied at some point. Mr. Gong hugged Qin Chuan's waist and took a deep breath on his neck: "It smells so good."

Qin Chuan didn't even take a shower when he came home, and his body smelled like hot pot mixed with the vague smell of disinfectant water from the physics and chemistry room. Mr. Gong's body was the scent of basil leaves that he had been wearing all year round. Qin Chuan deeply suspected Mr. Gong There is something wrong with the nose: "Me? Xiang?"

"Yeah, maybe this is information... the fragrance from the depths of the soul."

Qin Chuan said angrily: "I heard it! What pheromones! Don't follow Han Xiaomei to read weird novels! Those are the key targets of the Internet police next door! Hmm..."

……

Mr. Gong immediately sensed Qin Chuan's reaction, and shouted in succession: "Little sweetheart? Little baby? Honey? Little candied fruit? Little cutie? Darling? My beloved princess? MyPrincess? Xiao Chuanchuan? Chuan baby? Little wife? "

Qin Chuan used to think that he was thick-skinned enough, but when he met this surname Gong, he was still willing to bow down. All the damn names hit his eardrums and made goose bumps all over his body.

Qin Chuan was pushed almost to the edge of the armrest of the sofa, and he could barely piece together a sentence in his fragmented panting: "The last one...you don't need to add... small..."

Mr. Gong pressed his thin lips to Qin Chuan's sweaty temples and asked, "Which one? Wife?"

……

Mr. Gong turned Qin Chuan over, lowered his head, and praised: "Boss Qin is planning to give birth to a son for me to inherit the family property?"

Qin Chuan rolled his eyes lazily lying on the sofa, glistening sweat dripped from between his black forehead and hair, and rolled all the way down his snow-piled cheeks to his straight collarbone, unable to hold him Moved.

Mr. Gong was moved by the sight, and kissed the corners of his eyes that were faintly red: "I heard that the Bu Detachment almost adopted Peng Yize as a son after buying the right to change the name of Wan Changwen's grandson. There are 120 million American surrogates with 160 free shipping. What about you, do you want to adopt a surrogate or find a surrogate? But let me say that the surrogate is better looking for a European, mixed race is more beautiful.”

Qin Chuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Mr. Gong's deep face, his eyes were unraveling, and he almost dived into the deepest part of those black pupils in one breath: "Haven't you ever thought of having your own child inherit the family property?"

Mr. Gong and him looked at each other for a long while, and finally evoked a very malicious smile, and the two upper teeth seemed to shine brightly: "Isn't this waiting for you to give birth to me?"

……

Mr. Gong said ambiguously: "Honey, the baby is still in your womb, don't swear, prenatal education should be civilized."

Qin Chuan managed to catch his breath in the sudden gust of wind and rain, and with difficulty awakened the language function in his brain shouting for strike, and spelled out two words: "Slow down!"

Mr. Gong gently asked Qin Chuan: "Do you still remember what you said to me?" Is it because you have to rely on 26-30 volts to become such a monster after suffering so much? To get excited about this unmanly flaw?'”

Qin Chuan was overwhelmed by the overly dense pleasure, and his brain was muddled: "Me? What did I say? What...when..."

Mr. Gong sighed: "You said it when you were 'outside', you must not remember it now. In fact, it has nothing to do with defects. My boss is the most perfect and strongest monster. I have never understood her. Why didn't they kill us at that time, probably because they needed a spare organ bank..."

The nerve cells in Qin Chuan's whole body were stretching their synapses crazily, and he could not hear or understand what Mr. Gong was saying at all.

Mr. Gong concluded: "It is impossible for her to allow us to leave offspring, so—"

Mr. Gong took out a small ball out of nowhere, and the switch was still on: "Team Qin, please help me give birth to one."

Qin Chuan: "?!"

……

An hour later, Qin Chuan was sweating profusely, feeling weak, as if he had just caught the prisoner ashore from the water. However, the prisoner held the ball that had jumped automatically, and looked movedly at Qin Chuan, whose pupils were dilated. Forcibly interpret Qin Dui's fierce eyes glaring at class enemies as fists of love: "My wife, you have worked hard. From now on, your husband, I, the Lao Gong family will have successors. You said I named this child How about the 'court painter'?"

Qin Chuan: "..."

Regardless of his hoarse voice, he snatched his newly born Tiaodan named "Palace Painter" - who is also the heir to the palace family's billion-dollar fortune - and threw it away, angrily scolded: "You who are surnamed Gong [beep——] [Beep——] Ah! Are you [beep——] ah! Take a [beep——] Tiaodan as your son, and let me [beep——] give birth to you, you [beep——] have all the thoughts in your mind [Beep——] Let’s go! Your ancestors must not be so angry with you [beep——] [Beep——] ah!”