Kuiba Longming

Long Ming took a look at him, and found that such a delicate and weak appearance was hard to be hated.

"Lan Guang, why did you run out again? What should I do if I'm sick?" Jiang Huang scolded after him, Jiang Lan Guang laughed twice, and was driven back into the room by the chief executive.

"The first time I saw you was on a snowy night," Long Ming stood up and slowly hugged the chief executive from behind.

The frozen body felt a bit uncomfortable when it was pressed against his back, the chief executive pulled his hand away, turned around and comforted him, "What am I doing?"

"I can't remember..." Long Ming lowered his head and recalled painfully, there were only sporadic fragments, seeing that face appearing under the stars in the sky, stepping on the white snow, standing and looking down at him... It was also very cold that day, Only this person is warm.

Jiang Huang stretched out his hand to touch the drooping face, touched something hot, took a look at it suspiciously, fingertips and palms were stained with bright red blood under the moonlight, he raised Long Ming's face, saw The bloody tears that flowed from the corners of Kuiba's eyes, Kuiba had no tears, he could only bleed, the director frowned as he stared at this face, felt distressed unconsciously, raised his hand to wipe away the tears, why is a big man crying?

"Jiang Huang, don't leave me..." Long Ming held his hand and said in a daze.

The director smiled helplessly, he felt more and more that there was something wrong with Quebec's brain, was he delusional or something?

Long Ming's Suo Yong was inadvertently avoided again, "Jiang Huang..."

His heart constricted suddenly with an inexplicable pain, and the chief took him into his arms, "I'm here."

Long Ming silently buried his face between his necks, greedily breathing the air with his breath.

The director general recalled what Long Ming had said before, stroked his hair lightly, and asked in his ear, "Do you think of my dead appearance?"

"Stop talking..." Long Ming gritted his teeth, his face was full of self-blame, and he murmured weakly in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry..."

"Don't be afraid," the chief minister lowered his head to find Long Ming's lips, sucked it into his mouth, and sucked it lightly. Kuiba's body trembled violently, and blood and tears flowed down his thin cheeks, falling on the chief minister and Long Ming. His clothes were dyed bright red.

Jiang Languang suddenly poked his head out from the back door, "Brother, you..." The voice was stopped immediately upon encountering this scene.

Long Ming turned away his face first, breathing heavily like drowning, the Chief Secretary shook Kuiba's shoulder, turned and walked into the room.

Jiang Languang rubbed his head in embarrassment, "Did I bother you again?...Eh? Long Ming, your eyes..."

"Blue light..." The chief executive's tone remained unchanged, "Have you taken your medicine?"

"I remember," Jiang Languang pouted, "I haven't asked you yet, where is the supper?"

"Night snack?"

"I'm hungry again...Brother..." Jiang Languang pulled the chief and acted coquettishly.

Quiba stood apart from the two of them, watching the chief executive's every move, his Adam's apple slid up and down, his mind was led away by this person, and his perennial insomnia brain became dizzy at this moment.

The director accompanied Jiang Languang to eat supper, took a shower and returned to his room. Before turning on the light, he saw a tall man lying on the bed, his face buried in the pillow, sleeping like a dead man.

The chief executive walked over and bent over to wrap his arms around the man's waist, whispering in his ear, "Did you take a shower? Climb on someone else's bed?"

Long Ming opened half of his eyes in a daze, and rubbed his hands to hug him. The chief executive smiled lightly, "Be obedient, I'll wash it for you..."

"Um……"

In the dense water vapor, his voice became viscous. Lying in the steaming water, Long Ming couldn't help moaning and groaning, his face sunk on the chief's neck and shoulders, allowing him to stretch out his hands and toss himself under the water.

"Long Ming..." The chief executive kissed his earlobe lightly, and then strengthened his hand.

Kuiba arched his body slightly, his voice was thick and ambiguous, "Don't leave me..."

The director's voice sounded like a heart-wrenching Gu at the moment, low and seductive, "Then promise me not to worry about Jingmao, don't think about Zhou Mingyu, and just stay by my side, okay?"

"I can not……"

"Do you think Zhou Mingyu is important?" The chief executive moved away a little, and Long Ming took his hand, "Jiang Huang..."

"Promise me..." The director outlined every bit of sensitivity somewhere with his fingertips.

Kuiba, who was about to lose his sanity, tried his best to resist instinct and held down the chief's hand, with his head down and panting hard.

In the misty water, no one could see the greater desire/desire hidden under the indifference and shallowness in the director's eyes.

Quiba was pressed against the edge of the bathtub with his face turned. The chief minister bent down, bit his lip hard, and ravaged his mouth with the smell of blood.

……

Miria was still busy at the headquarters of the Asian League in the middle of the night, and the mirror world had come to an end. Only one core machine was needed to completely shut down the world beyond the mirror that emitted terrifying energy.

"The first attempt, it's over... The ultimate closing degree has been advanced by 13.00%... Requesting a second closing..." The mechanical sound kept ringing in the experimental hall.

Miria exhorted anxiously, "Pay attention to debugging, and don't make any mistakes."

"Understood," the researcher in charge responded calmly, concentrated on debugging, and turned on and off for the second time after ten minutes.

The speed of debugging and closing gradually slows down as the degree of closure increases, and the operation is more and more refined to avoid the final process from causing the results to fall short.

After thirteen shutdowns, the system issued an end notification sound, and both Miria and the project leader breathed a sigh of relief, their hearts that had been hanging all day fell back into their stomachs, and the corners of their eyes and brows relaxed.

"The director general needs a summary report..." Miria issued the last few orders related to this project, and a few red lights suddenly lit up on the system panel stopped her words.

The person in charge's eyes widened in an instant, and he started to adjust the data. The red light continued to stay on, and the warning sound suddenly sounded...