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The bustling street seemed to be separated, Lin Jianbai's breathing became imperceptibly heavy, his eyes were red, and the hands hanging on both sides trembled slightly.

Having experienced countless times of life and death at gunpoint, his arm has always held the gun calmly, but at this moment, he was shaking uncontrollably.

The pain in his heart was severe, those buried pictures had long been covered with a layer of dust, he didn't dare to touch them, but today, on an ordinary day, they all turned out and occupied his whole mind.

Shen Mo was also looking at Lin Jianbai, his eyes were also red with the same emotion, his eyes were gentle.

"you lost weight."

In an instant, tears dripped from the corners of his eyes, leaving a trace on his resolute and stern face.

Lin Jianbai's complexion suddenly changed as the murderous intent approached him. Only then did he notice that the man who had been standing there looked like an aristocrat walking out of a portrait. The strange death aura on him made his brow furrow deeply.

Celt slowly raised his pale lips, without a smile, extremely cold, but when he looked at the silence from the side, he softened instantly.

The hand on the waist suddenly strangled vigorously, preventing Mo Mo from approaching Lin Jianbai, and stretched out his hand to hold Lin Jianbai. Even through the leather gloves, he could still feel calluses on his palm, "Go home first."

The young man sitting in the driver's seat glanced at the man sitting beside the car through the rearview mirror, he swallowed and spat, "Boss."

Lin Jianbai's eyes stopped on Shen Mo and did not move away.

After reporting an address, he leaned against the back of the chair silently, on the left was Celt who was silent and smelled blood on his body, and on the right was his newly reunited lover. He lowered his eyes, thinking about the thorny issues he was about to face next.

It wasn't until the car stopped and Selt came out that the tense atmosphere in the car disappeared, and the tense nerves of several police officers were relaxed.

Several people in the car chatted with lingering fear.

"That man who didn't look up all the way was scary."

"What do you think the young man with glasses has to do with the boss?"

"The car had four turns in the middle, and two of them were on the S-shaped route. The boss put his arms behind him to prevent him from bumping his head. I couldn't even do that to my wife."

"One hour, 46 minutes and 15 seconds, the boss looked at him a total of twelve times, like..."

Lin Jianbai, who had just entered the gate, had a sullen face, "Chen Cheng, Chang Lian, Li Shun."

"To!"

A cold voice came from the walkie-talkie. After hearing it, the three of them stood up and saluted reflexively, just like the start button. Then there was a loud bang and they hit the roof of the car. They covered their heads and sweated coldly on their painful faces. .

"Thousand-word self-criticism, before get off work."

After finishing the words, Lin Jianbai turned off the walkie-talkie and walked in.

The three of them sat in the living room, only the European clock on the wall was ticking.

Sitting on the sofa, Shen Mo took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, pinched his brows, "It's a long story."

Lin Jianbai stared at the person in front of him. Although he had changed his face, the content in his eyes could not deceive anyone. The introverted calm that attracted him back then matched his current facial features, a true fit.

The person Lin Jianbai fell in love with was undoubtedly outstanding.

There was only one silent voice in the living room, faint, without much emotion, but the two men who were familiar with him were aware of his instability at this moment.

Selt stood up and walked to the window, with his back facing Silence, his dark pupils rolling out a creepy darkness, after hearing it for the second time, he still couldn't help but want to compare the man in the living room with the man who will appear soon Those few were killed and the whole world was destroyed.

But he had to hold back, not to hurt his partner a little bit, after waiting for a long time, he knew that nothing could compare to a single hair of that person.

His hands were tightly clenched into fists, and the palms felt sticky and wet. The expression on Lin Jianbai's face was extremely terrifying, and he sat motionless.

After Shen Mo finished speaking, he looked at Lin Jianbai quietly. He was actually not sure. After all, this man was too hard-hearted, and it was lucky to fall in love with him. If there were other people involved, how could he swallow this breath.

"Jianbai."

This title awakened too many memories, Lin Jianbai raised his eyes with his jaw tightened slightly, and his growing emotions faded away like ink on paper.

Shen Mo lowered his eyes, he didn't dare to look directly at the affection and anger in the man's eyes.

The vibration of the mobile phone broke the breathless situation, and Lin Jianbai said in a deep voice, "Yes."

Shen Mo pursed his lips, hearing the dull and menacing voice of military boots stepping on the ground, the anxiety in his heart was completely opposite to his face.

When he reached the door, Lin Jianbai didn't look back, and said in a low voice, "I'll go back to the meeting first, and I'll be back at six o'clock in the evening."

The tense string in Shen Mo's mind was loosened. He pursed his bloodless lips, lay on the sofa, covered his eyes with his hands, and found one to explain, and his head hurt once.

I hope that the unhappiness will end soon, and the family will live together and live well.

Carrying the sleeping man upstairs to the bed, Selt sat on the edge of the bed, propped his head on his hands, stared at him, and leaned over to kiss his lips.

When Lin Jianbai reappeared here, holding a black bag in his hand, this was all he saluted.

Now that he met in this world, he will not let go.

Celt, who had been waiting here for a long time, slowly turned red in his black eyes, perched with an evil light, and a ferocious smile appeared on his pale face.

Seeing this scene, Lin Jianbai's eyes were sharp. He put down his bag, took a step back, put his military boots on the ground, and took the lead in attacking, like a sword drawn from its sheath.

Celt sneered, raised his legs, kicked Lin Jianbai's head with a strong wind.

Under the night, two black figures fight together.

Muscles all over his body were tense, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, Lin Jianbai narrowed his eyes, this was the strongest opponent he had ever met, his bones cracked under the attack of the terrible force, a burst of severe pain came to his mind, his face A little distorted, almost knelt down.

The nails of Celt's ten fingers grew longer, and he pinched Lin Jianbai sharply. At this moment, the restrained Lin Jianbai suddenly counterattacked, and hit Celt's temple with his elbow unexpectedly.

It was the first time that the prince, who had lived for a long time, suffered this kind of treatment. He showed a cold smile, and his fingernails directly pierced the wound on Lin Jianbai's left arm, and the warm blood gushing out wet his entire hand.

Turning his body slightly to block the fist that Lin Jianbai swung, Selt suddenly raised his eyebrows, his eyes seemed to sweep across the window unintentionally, and he withdrew his hand.

When the wind picked up, only one person was panting heavily, and the smell of blood was strong in the air.

Lin Jianbai, who had multiple wounds on his body, remained motionless. He wiped off the blood from his mouth, shook his legs, but stood still, stooped to pick up his bag, and walked out step by step to live in this house. After Celtic.

Shen Mo knew what happened that night. He witnessed the whole process from the upstairs window. The war between men cannot be adulterated. Lin Jianbai lost in strength, but he also won, and won his dignity.

If Shen Mo came forward to intercede, it would be tantamount to stabbing Lin Jianbai in the wound.

Lin Jianbai lived in the room near the end of the corridor on the second floor, just opposite to Celt, and the two occupied the two most secluded rooms on the second floor.

Shen Mo has his own room, he needs some time alone to immerse himself in his own world, but uninvited people often appear on his bed, sometimes it is Lin Jianbai, sometimes it is Celt.

The undercurrent of life was surging. As a vampire, Mr. Selt began to adapt to the human routine, getting up early in the daytime and going to bed in the dark.

Every time he saw his partner put the thin white neck to his mouth, Selt would first pick him up and lay him in the coffin to eat while sucking his neck, enjoying the warm breath.

Lin Jianbai's work requires him to be on call 24 hours a day. He often goes out temporarily at night when unexpected situations arise. He will get out of bed and get dressed lightly. He will tuck in the quilt for Shen Mo before going out. But he doesn't know it. The silence is sober.

Still the same as before, Lin Jianbai bowed his head, shaved him silently, and traced his outline carefully.

Thin lips kissed his hair and moved to his forehead. Lin Jianbai kissed him deeply, and his palm slipped in from the hem of Shen Mo's clothes, stroking his waist.

Shen Mo was hugged and sat on the table, the collar of his clothes was pulled open, messy and loose, he raised his head slightly, and Lin Jianbai kissed his neck.

It has been more than two months since they reunited, and this is the first time they have done anything other than kiss each other.

The moving fingers in his body poked a sensitive point, Shen Mo subconsciously tightened his grip, and his body trembled, "Go...to work..."

Pulling out the closed fingers, he wiped the wet mucus on the utensils between his legs. Lin Jianbai put his arms on Shen Mo's back, hugged him tightly, and blocked his breathing with his lips.

"Not urgent."

The hand supporting the washbasin left and put it on Lin Jianbai's shoulders, panting silently, the elongated neck rolled down with sweat, and the hair tip sticking to it was sticky and wet.

The bulging eyebrows revealed an uncontrollable desire to play, Lin Jianbai dragged his silent buttocks, and squeezed the purple utensils into the hot and humid mouth.

"Um……"

Shen Mo pursed his lips and made a muffled sound, wrapping around Lin Jianbai tightly, rubbing his sweaty nose against his face like a puppy, sniffing the cool breath on his body.

There was a strong impact under his body, Lin Jianbai panted heavily, his lips pressed against Shen Mo's ear, and his tongue licked the sweat on it.

"Hurry up... Hurry up..." Silence breathed heavily, kissing Lin Jianbai's nose, eyes, eyebrows, and all the places he could reach.

Lin Jianbai's arm muscles tightened, his sweaty chest rose and fell faster, he pressed Silence in his arms, and pulled out his lower body seamlessly.

To be precise, he used the umbrella-shaped mushroom head that was already full of blood to poke and grind over and over again, pushing forward, deeply hitting the soft and fragile, but extremely tight and warm passage, listening to the joyful moans of his lover, bumping in pleasure linger.

The two of them came out after tossing in the bathroom, Lin Jianbai put Shen Mo on the bed, checked the place behind him, and saw that there was slowly squirming, and the light-colored tender flesh turned up was faintly visible, he couldn't help but tighten his throat, and his crotch was just tight. The released utensils faintly began to harden again.

He touched it with his fingers, crushed it around, and heard the silent moan, Lin Jianbai withdrew his hand with the last ounce of reason.

After Lin Jianbai left, he turned over and lay down silently. The sense of emptiness in his body was very clear, and it touched his nerves. He pinched the bridge of his nose. After using a lot of chrysanthemum spirits, he found that his appetite had grown and he could not get the essence. Exhaustion is simply not enough.

111 must have concealed something from him.

After a while, Mo Mo got out of bed, put on a nightgown, walked out of the room with bare feet, and went directly to Celt's room, patted the dark coffin in the corner.

The lid of the coffin was opened, and Shen Mo stepped in and lay down on Celt, wrapping his hands and feet around him.

At a black car on the side of the road outside, Li Shun saluted and reported today's attack mission as usual.

"Boss, over there in the East District...boss?" The tone of the voice changed when he caught sight of the tooth mark on the man's left ear.

After straightening his collar, Lin Jianbai said in a deep voice, "Say."

Pointing to his ear, Li Shun asked in shock, "What happened to your ear?"

Lin Jian picked Baimeifeng, but the other party didn't dare to say anything.

At the traffic lights, Li Shun secretly sent a short message to the rest of his third team. The content: Shocking news, the boss’ ear was bitten by his sister-in-law. Judging from some clues, the boss is in a good mood today. You want to ask for leave to go back to your hometown to visit relatives Be quick, if you miss it, you won't have this opportunity.

Compared with Lin Jianbai, who is always in danger, Celtic, who has nothing to do after replenishing blood every day, is much more leisurely. He doesn't like books of this era.

Of course, His Excellency the Duke would not admit the fact that he destroyed more than a dozen books at home after he saw the content of vampires in those books.

Regarding this point, General Lin, who has experienced the wars and gunpowder during the Republic of China, and who is sensitive to his identity, has a deep understanding. If it wasn't for that controlling force that held him back, he would have smashed the TV as early as the first time he saw the plot on the TV.

He didn't expect that in the eyes of the people, those underground parties were enshrined as gods, and all their blood and lives were wiped clean.

From winter to spring, when Shen Mo was present, Lin Jianbai and Celt lived in peace. Once Shen Mo left, the two became hostile to each other.

In order to guard their wives longer and longer, they can't stand each other.

Seeing that Lin Jianbai had his own business and handed Shen Mo a card, the Duke began to think about what kind of job he was suitable for.

On this day, Shen Mo sat on a chair and sorted out his books, and the TV was broadcasting live. In the chaotic streets, the man was tall and thin, wearing a blue gown, with his head bowed, and he looked very good-looking.

It just seemed to be separated from everyone and out of tune with the tall buildings behind him.

He frowned slightly, as if he was troubled by something, and pressed his pale and slender fingers on his forehead. The scene was photographed, and his fingers were clean and beautiful under the flash.

The people around were pointing and pointing, and the reporter was excitedly reporting on the spot. At first, he suspected that this man was a star who ran out from which studio, but later found that the man's words and deeds were strange, like a person living in a strange life, which refreshed everyone cognition.

Standing up silently, he hurriedly took the key and went out without even changing his clothes, so when he rushed over, the passers-by who watched saw a young man with outstanding facial features wearing home clothes, and the shoes on his feet were Different two.

Pushing away the crowd, saying "Please let me go", until he stood in front of that man, he took a deep breath in silence, maybe he walked in a hurry, his brain was in a state of confusion.

The man raised his head, and his handsome face was completely exposed in front of the camera. It was as white as paper, and together with his pair of slender eyes, they were pitch-black, and there was no fluctuation in anything.

The people who had been scanned all took a step back. They felt the coolness of their hair for a moment, and their goose bumps all over their bodies, as if they were being stared at by a cold poisonous snake.

Seeing that the other party turned to leave, Shen Mo took a step forward and moved his lips, "Xiao Yisheng."

The man's thin and tall body shook, and he couldn't move his footsteps anymore. He turned around slowly, as if after a long time, many emotions began to emerge in his slender eyes.

The surrounding crowd, including the reporters who were still broadcasting live, didn't come forward. They didn't know what was going on, and didn't want to spoil the sudden atmosphere.

Maybe they saw a smile on the face of the man in the long gown. The picture at this moment is so beautiful.

The corners of Xiao Yisheng's eyes were wet, "Xiao Mo, is that you?"

"It's me." Mo Mo stretched out his hand and said softly, "I'm here to take you home."