The river is about to burn the mountain

And Jiang Zhan was talking about business abroad these days, and when he got the report that he worked so hard, the backlog of anger was like a volcano under the vibration, and the belt fell one after another, causing violent winds, like a squall, and Ji Qiuhan endured it. He grunted and bit it between his teeth, then swallowed it all down his throat.

Seemingly aware of his lover's strangeness, Jiang Zhan who was behind him gave him a final shake and grabbed the belt.

He hasn't touched Ji Qiuhan a few times in the past year, most of it is because he doesn't care about his body because of work, he said many times to do it, and finally Jiang Zhan got angry when he had to go to the hospital in the middle of the night. Beat once.

Ji Qiuhan was probably also the first person who dared to take Jiang Zhan's words as "the wind in his ears". In the final analysis, it was because Jiang Zhan was reluctant to really teach others every time.

Ji Qiuhan stopped struggling, which made Jiang Zhan frown. He didn't let go of the belt, but squatted down on one knee, reaching out to brush away his lover's messy bangs wet with sweat.

"What's wrong? Tell me, huh?"

Jiang Zhan looked at him and asked, Ji Qiuhan's Adam's apple rolled gently, but everything 16 years ago was a secret deeply sealed in his heart, it was sin, it was a mistake, it was the inextricable red under the mist, he couldn't Facing the irreparable price of running away from home 16 years ago, he couldn't open his mouth to mention the past with Jiang Zhan.

After a while, Jiang Zhan, who was still silent and refused to speak, stood up, took off the wrist watch from his wrist and put it on the coffee table. It seemed that he was reluctant to use the belt again and was going to change it Ways to make lovers speak.

Ji Qiuhan caught a glimpse of his movements from the corner of his eye, and he really panicked. He struggled with his upper body to get up.

"Change the belt if you move it again."

Jiang Zhan said coldly, Ji Qiuhan can't help it. At this moment, he has awakened from the suspended pain behind him, burning like hot oil. Ji Qiuhan was in a hurry, and he suddenly said:

"..., then do you consider me?"

"…Um?"

Jiang Zhan paused as he rolled up his cuffs, raised his heroic eyebrows,

"...Jiang Zhan, have you considered me?" Ji Qiuhan repeated slowly, with his dark eyes drooping, he turned his head away from Jiang Zhan.

"For a whole month, you disappeared as soon as you said. Where have you been and what are you doing this month? You know what I am busy with and when I will return home, but for me, you seem to have evaporated from the world. Have you thought about it? Am I worried about you too?"

Ji Qiuhan's tone of voice was extremely fragile, his snow-white and flawless nape connected to his thin back, covered with a thin layer of sweat under the pain.

"... because of this?"

Behind him, Jiang Zhan showed a complex and confused expression for the first time.

"Didn't I tell you before I left? I have to deal with something and I'm not in the country."

Ji Qiuhan turned his head slightly:

"...you know I'm not talking about this...,"

As if recalling the scene when the two met, Jiang Zhan's words were choked back. That day was probably one of the few "worried" days in Jiang Zhan's life.

After a while, Ji Qiuhan heard Jiang Zhan behind him sigh helplessly, followed by the sound of the belt being thrown on the carpet.

"My little ancestor..., you don't want to be so angry with me because of this?"

Suddenly, Ji Qiuhan's eyelashes trembled slightly. It was Jiang Zhan who put his hands on his back and reached into his knees. With a temperature completely different from the sharpness just now, he hugged him who was almost exhausted. up.

"I promise you that what happened that time will never happen again."

In fact, half a year ago, the seemingly "awkward" hunting in the abandoned factory building was nothing more than a situation where they quietly planned a situation where the oriole was behind, and it happened precisely because of the sudden intrusion of "Officer Ji". The unexpected shootout that followed.

Ji Qiuhan said: "..., I don't believe you."

"If you don't believe me, who will I believe?"

Jiang Zhan really thought it was already said that he would not have to suffer in the second half?put him gently on the bed,

"Lie down, I'll find you medicine, and I'll tell you about work later."

It was a tug-of-war that was too exhausting, and when Jiang Zhan got the medicine, Ji Qiuhan was already lying on the bed and fell asleep.

These three months of high-load work made his body exhausted to the limit. Jiang Zhan shook his head, gently applied medicine to Ji Qiuhan's wound behind him, and covered him with a thin quilt. The cold ointment soothed the pain, as if It is also soothing old wounds.

This time, Ji Qiuhan had a hard time sleeping. When he was about to wake up in pain, warm water gently entered his throat, and Jiang Zhan patted his back comfortingly.

It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon when he woke up. Jiang Zhan hugged him, and he woke up when he moved.

"Does it hurt?... Be good,"

Jiang Zhan wanted to get up to check his injuries, but Ji Qiuhan pinned down his wrist.

"..., don't look at it."

"Be good, be good,"

Jiang Zhan coaxed him patiently, but Ji Qiuhan didn't let go. He was bored for a long while, seeing that Jiang Zhan was about to frown, Ji Qiuhan's face was buried in the pillow before he uttered a sentence: "...it's too late!"

"What's too late?" Jiang Zhan was puzzled.

Ji Qiu raised his head coldly, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "I said the beating is over! It's too late for Mr. Jiang to be distressed now...!!"

"Okay, okay, is it okay to hit hard? This time, it really hurts."

Jiang Zhan was funny, he leaned up to kiss his lover's cheek, but when Ji Qiuhan turned his head away, Jiang Zhan hugged the back of his neck and kissed him again, touching his fine and smooth hair with his palm.

Ji Qiuhan is cold on weekdays, with the look of not getting close to strangers or disturbing acquaintances, but his hair is very soft, and when he is not taking care of it, he puts it obediently behind his ears. Jiang Zhan suddenly feels a little... and can't put it down.

Jiang Zhan was so soft in his heart that he couldn't help stroking him a few more times: "I don't contact you because I'm missing you, and it's not because I don't care about you. On the contrary, knowing that you work hard and don't eat well, I can't wait to raise my foot and catch you... "

Ji Qiuhan glanced coldly with slanted eyes:

"Who is reviewing?"

"...Yes, I will review."

Jiang Zhan said: "I went from Hong Kong to Cambodia last month, and then turned around to the United States to deal with Lijiang's listing. I'm not in China. I was in a bad mood when dealing with those matters. I'm afraid it will affect you."

Ji Qiuhan remembered that the first time he met Jiang Zhan, he had a faint feeling that Jiang Zhan was more than just a serious businessman.Of course, at this time he didn't know that the wrong emotion was throwing the traitor on the line into the sea to feed the sharks.

Jiang Zhan had always been a gentle lover in front of him. He hugged him from behind and said, "Baby... forgive me, please?"

Jiang Zhan always coaxed him, but he still couldn't grasp Jiang Zhan's flaws. Ji Qiuhan didn't want to reply, and after waiting for a while, he felt that the lover behind him was quiet, which obviously didn't suit Jiang Zhan's style.

When Ji Qiuhan was about to speak, the moment he turned his head, he gasped in shock at the scene in front of him.

"Are you crazy?! Jiang Zhan!!" Ji Qiuhan turned pale with shock.

At this moment, Jiang Zhan was holding a short knife in his right hand. The blade was still in the palm of his left hand. The whole palm was bright red, and blood dripped down the floor along his wrist.

This knife is Ji Qiuhan's collection, and it is placed in the bedside table. Because it is very similar in appearance and performance to his favorite MT-LCCDA folding knife, he naturally knows the sharpness of this saber.

And at this moment Jiang Zhan pressed such a sharp blade on his unprotected palm, Ji Qiuhan could almost see the sharp edge easily cut through the soft and fragile flesh, revealing a streak of scarlet flesh.

"You're crazy! What are you doing!!"

Ji Qiuhan went to grab the knife regardless of his injury, but Jiang Zhan reached out to grab it.

The man with such a deep wound didn't change his expression. Even after seeing his lover's eagerness, Jiang Zhan's handsome amber eyes still evoked a smile.

"Look, you still say you don't feel sorry for me?"

Ji Qiuhan scolded angrily: "Have you been kicked by a donkey?! Go to the hospital! You must get stitches!"

Ji Qiuhan got up from the bed, but was pulled into his arms by the man just as his feet touched the ground.

Jiang Zhan was a few centimeters taller than him. He leaned over slightly at this moment, resting his chin on the shoulder of his pajamas, with a rare serious and gentle tone.

"Let's not talk about work. Anyway, it's my fault that you can't contact me. But baby... I really didn't expect you to be angry because of this... You don't often not answer when you are busy. My phone..., okay, it's all my fault, I called heavily later, I was punished, I promise I won't make you worry anymore..."

Ji Qiuhan watched helplessly as the blood in Jiang Zhan's palm dripped down his fingers.

"Jiang Zhan! Let's talk later, let's go to the hospital first...!"

However, the powerful arms shackled his waist, and Jiang Zhan blocked his way.

"Baby, can you forgive me then?"

Ji Qiuhan gritted his teeth,

"Forgive you! Get the car keys and go!"

But Jiang Zhan still didn't move, looking at his appearance, he was about to say something more, and then Ji Qiuhan was not in the mood to listen to his "nonsense" at this juncture, so he kicked him on the calf bone unbearably.

"Let you get the car keys! Are you going?!"

"Ah—! Go, go," Jiang Zhan was unprepared, and he took a wrong step backwards when he kicked him. Looking at his lover, his eyes were red, and Jiang Zhan hurriedly put his injured hand behind his back to coax him: "The wound is not hurt. Deep, it’s okay, I can count.”

Ji Qiuhan looked at the blood on the floor, did he hide it behind so that it wouldn't bleed? !He finally couldn't maintain his composure, and cursed:

"You have a fucking fart!! Go to the hospital!"

Ji Qiuhan wanted to drag Jiang Zhan away, but Jiang Zhan casually grabbed a clean short sleeve to stop the bleeding first, as if this wound deserved a Band-Aid.

Jiang Zhan put his other arm around Ji Qiuhan's waist who was about to leave, restrained his strength and brought his lover to the bed. Ji Qiuhan had been exhausted recently and his center of gravity was unstable, so Jiang Zhan pushed him down on the bed. Hurt, couldn't help frowning in pain.

Jiang Zhan's hands covered his buttocks through the pajama pants, "Rub it, it doesn't hurt."

Ji Qiuhan threw him a "fuck off," and was about to struggle to get up and follow him to the hospital.

It was inconvenient for Jiang Zhan to subdue Ji Qiuhan with one hand, so he just hugged him with his legs and body like an octopus, and said before the lover in his arms was about to go mad:

"It's really okay, Wei Wei will come to the seam later, let me hug for a while first."

After half an hour.

The young and promising Doctor Wei appeared in the living room of Ji Qiuhan's house carrying a medical box.

"hiss--!"

Wei Wei was amazed, this wound is obviously on the same level as what Brother Jiang said lightly on the phone just now, "I accidentally scratched my hand", isn't it? !

Moreover, Brother Jiang seems to have not been injured for a long time...

"Brother Jiang, you are too serious to be "accidental" or careless?"

Jiang Zhan refused to comment, and urged: "What are you talking about, hurry up, hiss!"

This time it's a man gasping,

Because of a slender white hand with sharp bones, it patted his head mercilessly.

"Can you shut up for a while? You can do it."

Ji Qiuhan "sneered," and his strikes were not polite, Wei Wei looked at Jiang Zhan who was hit on the side of the head but just smiled,

Wei Wei was dumbfounded!Is this still his Brother Jiang?I'm afraid this world is not a different dimension, is it? !

After sewing, Jiang Zhan didn't speak, but Ji Qiuhan, who was always by his side, asked Wei Wei some cautions and taboos. While talking, Wei Wei quietly looked at the young man in front of him.

There are only five words in his mind that keep floating on the barrage:

truth!So lovely!

The young man's words were polite, yet somewhat cold and alienated.Coupled with such a dazzling white face with cold lines, Wei Wei suddenly felt that the ascetic male god mentioned on Weibo had a name since then!

"My name is Wei Wei, and I'm Jiang Zhan's personal doctor. What's the name of the male god?"

Doctor Wei accidentally spoke his mind.

Ji Qiuhan "..." for a moment, thinking how familiar this child is, but he is still polite: "Ji Qiuhan, the police."

What? ?Still a policeman? !

Isn't that the same as Brother Jiang...

Wei Wei shrank his head in an inscrutable way.

However, Dr. Wei, who is as hardcore as a dog, has always had his own principles!

He said very doglegly:

"Then I'll call you Brother Ji from now on! This is my business card, General Surgery Department. In the future, anyone who has a headache, brain fever, bruises or bruises can come to me. I'm especially good at gunshot wounds and penetrating wounds. Original, remember to add me on WeChat, I am online 24 hours a day!"

Ji Qiuhan: "...um."

On the contrary, Jiang Zhan looked at him as if he wasn't happy talking to others, so he got up and took him by the neck and led him into the room, taking a moment to turn his head to glance at the person who was still stuck in the living room.

Wei Wei's shocked eyes hadn't come down from that arm, but his hair was swept away by his Brother Jiang's glance, and he wiped his saliva immediately, picked up the box, and turned upside down.

After closing the door, Ji Qiuhan felt that someone outside was struggling just now, but Jiang Zhan's arm was like made of iron, Jiang Zhan pushed him into the bedroom,

"Why, do you really dare to add him on WeChat, or do you want him to show you too?"

"you…!"

Jiang Zhan did laugh twice, then suddenly moved his head closer, and whispered in his ear with a tone that only two people could hear: "Of course not, you are not allowed to add..., and...,"

Jiang Zhan stretched out his hand to cover his red, swollen and fragile buttocks under his pajama pants: "...and here, only I can see it."

How could this man be so shameless when he was a hooligan?

Before Ji Qiuhan could swear, "No," Jiang Zhan suddenly grabbed his lips that were about to open, and pressed them against the wall for a deep kiss.

A domineering and passionate kiss, Jiang Zhan's kiss has always been the same as his own, with undisguised aggression, all the way into Ji Qiuhan's teeth, fiercely sweeping every inch of the soft and warm place between his lips and teeth, It was as if every inch wanted to stamp Jiang Zhan's personal mark on him.

After a kiss, Ji Qiuhan was about to suffocate.

Jiang Zhan let go of him, the usually indifferent face in front of him was flushed due to the short-term lack of oxygen, and his cold eyes were dazed and wet from the kiss.

Suddenly, another slap was slapped on the scarred buttocks.

Tears of pain almost flew out of Ji Qiuhan who hadn't recovered yet.

"Hiss!, cure your illness, you Jiang Zhan!!"

Jiang Zhan pressed him from above, and his hot breath sprayed on Ji Qiuhan's sensitive ears and neck.

"Baby, lock you up, please, just treat me."