Above, please use some force

Panting roughly, Jian Ming leaned on He Wen's body, pulled his double moon back a little more, lowered his head and stretched out his tongue to tease his "nipple tips", pinched the other one with his fingers and squeezed it vigorously.

The subtle itching and pain were intertwined and slowly spread to the whole body through the chest, and the place below the waist was full of pleasure, and he could even clearly capture the trembling caused by the inch of skin after the opponent's tongue swept over.

The wet and greasy tone sounded regularly, He Wen closed his eyes, grabbed Jian Jian's hair and pulled him up, pressing his lips.

The scorching breath entered the lips and teeth, and was completely swallowed by the other party. The almost suffocating kisses challenged each other's limits, and the intense friction and entanglement was an evenly matched chase.

Jian Jian's body trembled, this strange feeling eroded his brain violently, and he did not know when he had fallen into the abyss of desire that could never be restored.

He picked up He Wen, changed his position, and made the two sweaty bodies stick close to each other. The rhythm became more violent and frantic, and the leather chair creaked.

He Wen's waist suddenly trembled violently, and the thrill of being overwhelmed made him twitch and climb onto Jian Jian's body. The hands behind his neck were clasped feebly. Sweat dripped down his eyelids, blurring his vision. He looked out through the car window. The scene was a little dizzying for a while.

"At this moment, I'm still distracted. It seems that I haven't done enough." The movement began to speed up, Jian Ming narrowed his eyes, backed out and roughly broke open the reddish area, and stabbed He Wen's sensitive point punishingly.

He Wen relaxed his body to enjoy the feeling of happiness amidst the raw pain, and a voice of dissatisfaction overflowed from his short panting.

The hot and humid breath was sprayed on the neck, and accompanied by the soft voice fell into the ears, the subtle feeling was like the refreshing summer wind, Jian Jian suddenly wanted to hug the person in his arms, and the body had already made a movement.

This caressing hug made He Wen startled slightly, and smiled with an inexplicable smile, then closed his eyes and let out a soft sound of joy from his nasal cavity.

And He Wen's pure joy made Jian Ming unable to stop, he let out a low growl, and after a rush of madness, he hugged He Wen tightly and waited for his blank thoughts to return to normal.

There was an obscene smell everywhere in the car, with a strong fishy smell, and a puddle of white viscous liquid was stained on the leather chair.

He Wen licked his dry lips, looked up at the roof of the car, held his chest and panted heavily, his vision was still a little loose, he raised his hand and pushed away the simple and tired lying flat on the chair, his voice was a little dry: "Come on! cigarette."

Wipe off the liquid from the lower body with a tissue, Jian Jian puts on the loose pants, takes out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, takes out a lit one and hands it over.

Without reaching out to pick it up, He Wen opened his mouth and took a deep puff of the cigarette, until the astringent bitter taste dilutes the concise remaining breath in his mouth, and his frown slightly loosened.

The white liquid flowing slowly between the pale and slender moon backs of the person whose eyes fell wantonly, the concise throat and dry hair, the deep eyes flickering with unknown light, the object just released awakened again.

A deep laugh came from He Wen's lips, he held Jian Jian's hand and took another puff of cigarette, parting the corners of his lips and chuckling: "When?"

Startled, Jian Ming squinted his eyes, and a cold light flashed across him, and then he also smiled: "Fortunately, you are just an actor, otherwise, if we meet in the mall, I really can't keep you."

Sit up and put on his clothes, He Wen opened the car door and got out of the car, Shuangyue retreated a little trembling, cursed in a low voice and sat in the back seat, half of his face was clean and soft, but his expression was mocking and cold Lie: "Since you are so eager to get an answer, let's do it this weekend."

He is clear and concise, decisive in doing things, not credulous to others, even if he says that the other party will not believe it, why not just cooperate and let the other party face it by themselves.

As for whether the final result is what the other party wants, whether it can be accepted, it has nothing to do with him.

When He Wen returned to the apartment, seeing that Fang Jun hadn't come back, he first checked the computer, and then went into the bathroom to take a shower.

As soon as he came out of the bathroom, he saw the young man with his back facing him washing vegetables in the kitchen. He Wen brushed his hair carelessly and walked over: "Do you want to help?"

Fang Jun put the vegetable leaves aside to rinse under the faucet, looked up at He Wen, his eyes swept over the dark marks on his neck, and sank instantly, his handsome face was covered with a layer of frost.

"Fang Jun, you are not in love with me, are you?" He Wen looked at him with very light eyes, but when he saw the emotional fluctuations in the young man's eyes, the smile on his face gradually subsided.

"No." Without missing the expression change on the man's face, Fang Jun lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, responded calmly, and continued to wash the vegetables after finishing.

The expression on He Wen's face was not so relaxed. He sat on the sofa in the living room and looked at the busy figure in the kitchen. Fang Jun's earlobe was kissed soothingly, and he sighed and said, "Not everyone has the courage to love, Fang Jun, you are braver than me."

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Fang Jun said softly as the kitchen knife skillfully sliced ​​through the beef, the expression on his face was covered by the drooping broken hair.

"Your ears will turn red when you are duplicity." He Wen leaned on Fang Jun, satisfied to catch Fang Jun's chaotic breathing, and said in a lazy tone: "If you don't give up on me... I will treat you well. "

This is the only promise he can give, and he really can't afford the others, so he doesn't want to lie.

"Wash the green peppers." Fang Jun didn't raise his head, his voice was still faint, and he couldn't hear much emotion. Maybe he didn't even know how to face his own heart, how to face He Wen.

"Okay." He Wen took out all the green peppers from the plastic bag, grabbed the roots of the green pepper stems and peeled them off forcefully, but because they got too close, the spilled green pepper water splashed into his eyes.

When Fang Jun turned around, he saw the man rubbing his eyes and making painful noises, and he was still cursing violently. The corners of his mouth twitched: "Too hot? Don't tell me, you can't even wash green peppers."

The man who was hit took his hands away, tears poured out of his eyes, he blinked, and then closed them in pain, feeling a little aggrieved and aggrieved.

Sighing, he wiped away the tears from the man's face, took his hand to the bathroom, and said softly, "Don't rub your eyes with your hands when they are hot from the chili pepper, it will make it more uncomfortable, just rinse with cold water, remember?"

"Got it." The muffled voice was impatient and weak.

SAZ is the benchmark of the domestic venture capital industry, but very few people know that this company is secretly engaged in arms trading, let alone that the founder of the company is Zeng Jin.

The atmosphere in the empty office is oppressive, and the flowing air is mixed with a cold breath, which comes from the man sitting at the desk.

The black and white tones of the office set off the man's black suit more solemnly, giving people an aura of calmness and prestige.

The man wrote something on the paper with a pen in his hand, his brows were deeply furrowed, stained with tiredness.

Standing opposite the desk was a slightly fat middle-aged man, who was sweating profusely for some reason.

"Boss, the system loopholes in the database have been perfected in the last procedure 2 minutes ago. In addition, although the routine used by the other party was deliberately tampered with and covered up, it still left a flaw. We analyzed the results based on those subtle traces. .”

The middle-aged man wiped off the sweat from his forehead, quickly glanced at the man at the desk who bowed his head to review the documents, and whispered, "A similar incident happened in the company once, and the whole process was completed by the vice president." Finally Several voices were extremely low.

God knows how shocked he was when he saw those data sliding in front of the computer, the vice president died, the car accident, it was a fact.

So who is Anonymous helping SAZ solve the crisis?What's the relationship with the vice president?He didn't think anyone could easily possess that powerful ability.

The usual strict and cold outline changed slightly. The man stood up suddenly from the chair, walked around the desk in a chaotic pace, walked to the middle-aged man and lifted his collar. The voice spit out: "Say it again."