Fengtian past events

Naturally, he would not lose his manners in front of Boss Meng. Even if he was unhappy, he would still let me in for a glass of water.

Boss Meng really hurt his leg.While Liu Guoqing was struggling to get the medicine box, I asked Boss Meng what he did.

Boss Meng's makeup was slightly blurred, but he looked even more lovely and pitiful.I'm a sympathetic person, seeing him like this, I don't want to think about what to do, I poured him a cup of hot water, watched him hold the cup in his hand, and heard him say slowly: "It's nothing, something happened. That's all."

If he said this, he didn't say it. If he didn't say it, I wouldn't get to the bottom of it.

Liu Guoqing came out with the medicine box, heard our conversation, snorted, knelt down and took out the external dressing and gauze, and said, "The Japanese policemen in the patrol group C of the ninth district are patrolling restlessly, but I ran to Boss Meng’s theater troupe to watch a play, that’s all,” he said even more angrily, pinching the medicine bottle until his knuckles turned white, and looked up at me with anger in his eyes, “I actually went on stage halfway through watching, and then ...then—”

I understood and nodded my head to signal him.

Boss Meng's appearance was extremely beautiful, and the two little devils inevitably had thoughts that they shouldn't have. Boss Meng was injured during the tussle, and was finally rescued by Liu Guoqing.

Dare to love is a hero to save the beauty.

I nodded thoughtfully, glanced at Boss Meng, who was bowing his head and knees, and half-intentionally and half-intentionally said: "You are going on a business trip soon, you are so busy and you still have time to go to the theater."

Liu Guoqing lifted up Boss Meng's trousers carefully, and was a little embarrassed when he heard this, so he didn't look up: "I promised Boss Meng to go see it before," and Boss Meng looked at each other, and repeated, "Besides, Mr. Luo is not here , we should help a little bit."

I grinned. Boss Meng was exposed under his nose because of the humiliation. He didn't know whether it was shame or annoyance.

I leaned over to help, and when Liu Guoqing took the medicine, I wrapped the unrolled gauze around Boss Meng's smooth and graceful calf. The handle was excellent, and the knot was neatly tied.

Before I had time to appreciate the results of the dressing, Liu Guoqing helped Boss Meng to the toilet. While Boss Meng was taking off his makeup, I secretly went to the kitchen to search for something to eat.

There are a few pies under the bowl, which are already completely cold. I will not treat myself badly. I put the steamer on the shelf to heat it up, and seeing that there is a bowl of millet porridge left, I simply heat it up.

When Liu Guoqing settled down Boss Meng, I was holding a piece of pie and porridge in my mouth, swallowed it and laughed, "I'm hungry."

He frowned and said coldly, "Are you still leaving?"

I really want to pour porridge on his head. If I didn't like him, I would rush to his house to stay here?I have always been chased by others to catch up with me!

After he said that, I couldn't hold back my face, so I said in a joking tone: "Are you really willing to drive me away?"

His lips twitched a few times, and finally he just snorted out of his nose.

Seeing that there is a door, I let go of my anxiety, and continued to smile: "Come on, our hero, how much energy is required to fight? Eat something with me."

In fact, I wanted to say "Let's make two cups", but he didn't drink, so he didn't say it.

"I don't eat, you wash the dishes yourself after eating!" He snorted, but even though he said this, he took the initiative to take the empty bowl, turned on the tap and started washing.

What a lovely person.

After washing the dishes, lying on the bed with him, it was rare that he stopped frowning, and his hands and feet became restless.

But he took my hand, took it off him, and said softly, "I'm tired."

"It's okay, just lie down," I said with a smile, "I'll just do it."

Turning over and pressing on him, every cell in his body screamed excitedly.I longed to enter his body, to feel the connection, to let myself be in charge, and to watch him climb to an orgasm under my leadership was psychologically satisfying.

He didn't move, nor frowned, but said expressionlessly: "Go down."

I was still sulking, but I cooled down when I saw the uneasiness and disgust in his eyes.

It's like being poured cold water on your head. I never knew that he disliked men's affairs so much. He was in a state of confusion before, and he didn't say anything about rejection, so he took it for granted that he didn't like it too. I like it, but it wasn't.

I rolled down from him, feeling dejected, the spirit that oppressed him just now was gone long ago.

I thought about it, then held his hand instead, interlocked my fingers, and said to him seriously: "If you don't like this thing about the bed, just tell me straight up, and I won't mention it in the future."

His palms were a little stiff, and he exuded a stuffy breath.After contemplating for a while, he said, "It's not that I hate it, I'm just..." After taking a deep breath, he found the most accurate description, "...I'm not used to it. Well, I'm not used to it below."

I nodded in agreement, this is normal, as a man, I am naturally not used to being below.

He breathed lightly, turned sideways to look at me, his eyes were deep, and the moonlight lit up his pupils.

He looked at it for a while, then leaned over and pressed his lips to mine.

Very light and shallow, rough to the touch.Just clinging, not even the sucking necessary for a kiss.

His breath hit my face, making my mind go crazy.

After a while, he left.Our hands are still clasped together, and no one wants to break free.

While enjoying the rare warmth, he suddenly opened his mouth to break the silence, the voice was not loud, but in the dark night, it was like a sharp dagger cutting through the night tapestry.

"Do you know who is in charge of District Nine?"

"Of course I know," I said, "I still signed the letter of appointment."

He asked again, "What do you plan to do with those policemen who broke the rules?"

I froze for a moment before realizing the meaning of his words.

I couldn't help being a little annoyed: "How do you want me to deal with it?"

He stopped talking.

He is very clear that I am just a puppet, and all the instructions are just a procedure. Even in recent days, Japan has sent people to monitor me overtly and covertly.

Japan has the final say on who to appoint, talking to the Japanese about rules and objections is nothing more than smashing an egg against a stone-looking for death, anyway, the Chinese are overwhelmed, and without me, it does not mean that there will be no Fengtian Provincial Police Department Director.

Therefore, I can only sympathize with Boss Meng's experience. For the Japanese, they are treated super nationally.If I said deal with it, didn't I take the initiative to hit the muzzle of the gun!

The anger couldn't be extinguished when it came up, he was already aggrieved enough, but just a little bit later, he provoked the anger again, and simply said coldly: "I can't handle it."

"I know you're a bit embarrassed, but do you just watch Boss Meng being insulted?"

I simply sat up and felt that my heart was still under control, so I said, "It's not that it's a little embarrassing, it's very embarrassing. Your Boss Meng has to bear the corresponding price for doing this job! Besides, Mr. He's backing up, what are you in a hurry for?"

He also sat up, accusing: "You are so sympathetic──"

"Compassion?" Can't help but sneer, "Can that thing be eaten or hugged into the bed to sleep? Put away your overflowing sympathy, no one will let you die because of sympathy!"

"But we won't lose our lives now! Boss Meng—"

He couldn't pick up what to say after "he".

I tapped my painful forehead, rolled over to the ground, took out a cigarette from my pocket, and lit it.

The smoke was like a gauze curtain between us, but I calmed down instead.

Liu Guoqing looked disappointed at me.

I am even more disappointed.

I said slowly in the smog: "Liu Guoqing, you are a fucking idiot."