Hunt down

The two people in the dark at the corner of the hospital stairs are still fighting|fighting.

Kissed by Zhou Jiming|Song Nai, who was so filthy, broke away from Zhou Jiming's hand desperately, and barely separated the two of them, and the surrounding air became hot and dry.

Before Song Nai could react, Zhou Jiming leaned forward again.

"Why are you always hiding?" Zhou Jiming squeezed one leg between Song Nai's legs, keeping him completely within his control. He pinched Song Nai's jaw and forced him to look at him. Both of them couldn't help respite.

"I didn't hide." Song Nai's chest rose and fell rapidly.

"Didn't you hide? Your brother isn't by his side when he's sick, but peeping in the middle of the night. Brother, do you have this hobby? Huh?"

"Officer Zhou has been ill for a while, but his generation has been messed up, and he started to recognize people blindly."

"Eh? I didn't think I was blind." Zhou Jiming deliberately breathed into Song Nai's ear when he spoke, "The doctor said that my brother hurt me so much that my hands trembled and I couldn't even hold the pen steadily. It's very heartwarming."

Song Nai wondered, he signed it, but did he tremble at that time?Did you say that you are brother Zhou Jiming?Maybe Uncle Li said it.

He really doesn't remember.

He was really panicked.

Zhou Jiming guessed that Song Nai must be thinking of some blunt trick to refute himself again, he pressed Song Nai's forehead, rubbed it affectionately, and said coquettishly.

"Brother, where have you been? I didn't see you when I opened it. I was so sad that I was dying. Next time, don't leave me alone and run away, okay?"

Song Nai snorted, and wanted to turn his head away, but Zhou Jiming forcefully held him back.

He actually planned to scold him, why is he angry?Are you mad at him for being so careless as a detective?Or are you angry at him for his serious condition but his face is indifferent?Or was he angry that he was running around to solve the case without stopping?Or... In anger, he easily exposed his weaknesses.

It may be all, or it may not be. Song Nai knows that he often becomes irrational in front of Zhou Jiming, his self-control becomes worse, and he just wants to escape.

Song Nai's resistance did not weaken at all, and a thin layer of sweat was soaked on his neck.

"Don't be so hard, I'm sick." Zhou Jiming relied on Song Nai and never wanted to hurt him, so he tried to take advantage of Song Nai, he hugged Song Nai and hugged him in his arms, it seemed to be him It was the first time he hugged Song Nai in this way, and he felt more and more that Song Nai's body was so thin that he could completely hold him in his arms with one hand, and his heart was sore.

People may be a little fragile when they are sick. Zhou Jiming enjoys the smell of Song Nai, feels his temperature, and somehow thinks of Song Nai's past. Song Nai seldom shows his collapsed side. Except for Zhou Jiming's occasional venting of anger, Zhou Jiming has never seen any aggressive expressions on Song Nai's face.

But when he saw that he was motionless and thought that his life was in danger, he was so panic-stricken.

Zhou Jiming vaguely remembered that every word he said at that time was trembling, he asked that Uncle Li for help like a helpless child, Zhou Jiming's heart softened when he thought of this, he hugged him tightly again, and gently stroked Song Nai's hair seemed to be soothing.

"That day... you cried, right?"

……

"why?"

"You read it wrong."

"Song Nai." Zhou Jiming smiled, "You'd better run away, you'd better never touch me, otherwise..."

Zhou Jiming's body was a little distance away from Song Nai, his hand moved down, pressed Song Nai's waist and moved closer to himself, he looked down at the unclear person in the darkness, "I'm going to fix you."

"Zhou Jiming...you, you shouldn't be like this...you—"

"Xiao...Xiao Nai?"

Song Nai was slightly frightened by the sound, frightened by the sound of a mosquito, he panicked and pushed Zhou Jiming away with brute force.Zhou Jiming probably used up all his strength, and was pushed so hard that he bumped into the opposite wall in embarrassment, but he still raised his eyes and stared at Song Nai without moving for a moment.

"Li...Uncle Li..." Song Nai looked away shyly.

"This... this is..." Uncle Li looked left and right, not knowing what to say.

He was originally waiting for Song Nai in the hospital lobby, but Song Nai stayed there for a long time, so Uncle Li came up to see what happened, but he saw Song Nai walking out in a hurry, he just wanted to After catching up with him to ask about the situation, he saw Zhou Jiming who was stumbling behind him.

Uncle Li doesn't know him very well, it can be said that he doesn't know Zhou Jiming at all. He thought he was causing trouble for Song Nai, and wanted to follow up to see if he could help, but happened to see the hot|spicy scene between the two.

Although the two of them hadn't done anything too extreme just now, Uncle Li could get a general idea of ​​the dark lights in the corridor, but he heard Zhou Jiming's "I'm going to fix you" very clearly.

He didn't intend to disturb, he was really just too shocked to walk, and didn't want to interrupt others, but his mouth was out of control, and he didn't know the wind.

Uncle Li can't wait to sew his own mouth inside and out!

He scolded himself in his heart that such a bad old man disturbed the interest of the young man, and the embarrassing situation at this time made him in a dilemma.

"Hmm...that..." Uncle Li carefully observed Zhou Jiming who was slowly sliding down against the wall on the other side, "then...that...he seems to be dying..."

Pooh!

Uncle Li cursed secretly again, this is a mouth that can't speak.

Zhou Jiming said with some difficulty, "I can't die, it's just my heart—it hurts."

Song Nai was afraid that he would say some shocking words again, so he hurriedly walked to Zhou Jiming's side in two steps, half squatted down, bowed his waist, his voice was still a little hoarse, and the smell of lust occupied Zhou Jiming's eardrums.

"go back."

Song Nai suppressed her voice.

"Don't make a fuss for now."

There is a bit of warning and a bit of prayer in the words.

"Hey." Zhou Jiming smiled dangerously. Relying on the darkness in the corridor, the people standing outside couldn't see the whole picture clearly, so he stretched out his hand restlessly, poked his fingertips, and touched the back of Song Nai's hand like a hooligan. Peek into the clothes.

Song Nai made a decisive decision at this time, grabbed Zhou Jiming's hand and pulled it to his shoulder, pulling him up by force.Uncle Li saw that Zhou Jiming's big body and Song Nai couldn't bear it, so he hurried over and pulled Zhou Jiming's other arm to put it on his shoulder.

"Hey, blood! This is too irrational, you just walked out after pulling out the needle, how much effort do you use..."

Uncle Li kept his mouth shut.

"You still need to wait until your health recovers to use your strength. Now let's recuperate from illness. Young people should pay more attention to their health." Uncle Li said earnestly.

"That's right! Use your strength slowly when you recover from your illness!" Zhou Jiming turned his head to Song Nai, "Isn't it?"

Song Nai didn't answer, quietly and peacefully in front of people|flesh crutches.

The author has something to say: it is still a short chapter, so busy

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