violent love affair

It is not the first time that the lights have not been turned off after 12 o'clock in the morning in Senakia State Prison, but today is the most special one.

The warden, who was over forty years old, stroked his bald head since last year, and kept weighing the pros and cons of today's incident in his heart.He has been a "watchdog" in this damn state prison for almost 10 years, and if nothing else, he will be transferred to the state police department this fall for a lucrative job.

In the past 10 years, because of this job, he has missed the middle school graduation ceremony, coming-of-age ceremony, and college entrance ceremony of his only daughter... This is almost the best time of a girl, and her daughter will be born next spring. married.

He must not miss this next most important life waypoint for his daughter.

"Tonight," the warden finally made up his mind, "who will be on duty?"

The man who rubbed his neck and kept coughing dryly, coughing and speechless raised his hand tremblingly - he had just been strangled by Fang Shuping and hit the iron door of the cell directly. The severe pain from his spine and throat made him suspicious. Both of his bones were severely contused.

The warden gave him a hard look: "If you have the courage to collect money, you have to spend it! This matter is over. Remember, they removed the prisoner in accordance with the procedure: no one collects money privately, No one tampered with the prisoners’ food, let alone attacked the police.”

Hearing this order, which obviously distorts the truth, some people immediately showed dissatisfaction, but before opening their mouths, the warden raised his baton and pointed at his nose: "Don't talk to me about boring things here. Sense of justice...Look at this piece of paper! This is the person named by the Ministry of Justice. If you really want to pursue it strictly, I am afraid that even every bad thing you have done since you worked here will be punished in every detail. Get it out."

"If," the warden sneered, "if anyone dares to swear to God, since he came to this prison, he has never collected a penny from a prisoner, never violated a security regulation, and never I have done something to deceive my boss and colleagues. Then, he can raise objections to the decision I just made."

But those prison guards who heard the words looked at each other in blank dismay, but in the end none of them was willing to stand up and express their opposition.

Qiao An, who followed Fang Shuping and Du Zhuoyang out, didn't know how to speak. What happened tonight shocked him too much: the person he usually saw was always serious and smiling. Fang Shuping seemed to be a different person suddenly, even if he was said to be the "Dark Emperor" with such a vicious aura, people would believe him!

Yes, just after the Du family won the battle with the Terry family a month ago, Du Zhuoyang, who has taken a more aggressive and aggressive attitude than before, has been called the "Prince" by the old Chinese community, and has been called by the dark world. It has been passed down to the three more meaningful words "Black Emperor".

As for Du Zhuoyang, Qiao An couldn't help looking back at the prison building they had just walked out of: the tall building had a dormant majesty in the dark night, like some kind of large beast defending its own territory.

...But, if it wasn't for Du Zhuoyang's cooperation, would it be possible to guarantee that his detention here would be safe?Or is it that only the island of Alcatraz, known as the "forbidden place", can ensure that prisoners like him keep their lives?

Qiao An watched Fang Shuping carefully help him into the supercar that made all the men envious, and said awkwardly: "You have to know, such things will inevitably happen in prison. Mr. Du After all, he..."

Fang Shuping opened the door of the driver's seat, slammed it shut with a bang, and then quickly accelerated to 3 yards within 100 seconds and rushed out like a rocket launcher!

Joan, who didn't have time to feel sorry for such a luxury car being treated so roughly, then found himself facing a more brutal problem: he was thrown in the deserted, deserted, Senakia Outside the state prison building.

Moreover, after the supercar was released, the gate of the prison was slowly closed.

etc! ...I'm still inside!

After Fang Shuping got out of the state prison, he felt that the breath in his heart had swelled to the point where his heart was about to explode...

A voice kept echoing in his mind: find that person, kill him, kill everyone who knows and everyone who saw this!

"...Why is it you?" After leaving the perilous environment of the prison, Du Zhuoyang finally relaxed the nerves that had already been tensed to the verge of brittleness.

This made him less aloof and aloof that he usually refuses to be thousands of miles away.

In fact, at this moment, Du Zhuoyang's spiritual world has lost its outermost solid barrier.Some scattered thought fragments began to wander around uncontrollably, and spoke out uncontrollably.

Hearing these words, Fang Shuping couldn't help feeling sad again.

Although he is ready to pursue this relationship for a long time, but in the face of repeated injuries, he simply cannot remain completely indifferent...

After all, the words were all the more poignant and painful as they came from the mouths of people he wished he could spend his life with.

However, it doesn't matter, he has long been used to using heartless laughter to cover up his hidden wounds under the eyes of others.

only……

"...It really is you." Du Zhuoyang said softly.

This sentence was said very lightly, but to Fang Shuping's ears, it sounded like a loud shout of enlightenment!

He clenched the steering wheel under his hands in disbelief, and a burst of ecstasy slowly surged in his heart.

"...Are you afraid?" Du Zhuoyang leaned back on the large leather seat, resting his left hand weakly on his forehead, as if he was using this movement to relieve his discomfort.

Fang Shuping held his breath, afraid that his own voice or movement would interrupt the sweet listening.

"...It's so strange," Du Zhuoyang murmured, "People like you are still afraid..."

——Yes, I am afraid. After meeting you, knowing you, and falling in love with you, there are many more things to be afraid of.

"...Don't be afraid." Du Zhuoyang's voice became weaker and weaker, and the end sound was almost so thin that it was almost inaudible.

Fang Shuping felt his heart beating unbearably, even more touching than the night when he was shot and fell to the ground.

He rubbed the corners of his eyes vigorously, and slowly stretched out his hand to grab Du Zhuoyang's left hand: "I'm not afraid... because, I'm by your side."

The moment Du Zhuoyang was grabbed by him, he felt the emptiness in his body that was about to collapse suddenly flowed rapidly.He could even feel the piercing screams they left behind as they galloped through his veins.

With a vague and indescribable joy.

The nervous system, which had been so disordered to the point of strike, suddenly became active as if it had received some signal. All the senses, all the small whirlpools that pulled him and divided him were smashed to pieces, leaving only his left hand held It was as hot as the fit left by time.

This burning heat is completely different from the fire burning in his body before, it is so warm, so powerful, soothing and teasing...

Almost subconsciously, Du Zhuoyang grabbed the warmth that enveloped him with his backhand, and the shudder caused by skin friction made him involuntarily make a nasal sound.

This nasal sound made Fang Shuping's heartbeat almost stop.

Although he knew what happened the first time he saw Du Zhuoyang, but the anger that swept over him at that time had prevented him from noticing more things, only the idea of ​​"take him away" kept burning.

Now, as his memory began to come back, he almost immediately recalled Du Zhuoyang who was leaning on his shoulder at that time: under the strong light of the incandescent lamp, the man with abnormally flushed face had a pair of eyes so black that even the light The impenetrable eyes, the fragile beauty that cannot be concealed by the pale lips due to dehydration...

- Pale lip color from dehydration? !

The fever in Fang Shuping's heart was immediately shattered by this memory. He turned his head and glanced at Du Zhuoyang, who was shrouded in the light that kept passing by outside the window: the face he was familiar with for a long time appeared under the interlaced light and shadow. It has an unrealistic sense of delicacy, as if if you let go, it will disappear without a trace, and the collarbone line hidden under the collar of the loose shirt is vague and beautiful...

——This set of clothes was put on by himself before he left, from buttons to... zippers...

At this moment, Fang Shuping has a deep understanding of what is meant by the two heavens of ice and fire.

Fuck!

Fang Ershao punched the dashboard with one punch, and completely pushed the anguish of not being able to see it on Aji: ——it's all because that bastard picked such a broken supercar for me!Such a narrow space in the car made me feel so shocked! ! !

Bugatti Veyron expressed its innocence: the seat space can be adjusted at will, the spacious and textured leather seat, and the curvature of the seat back conforms to the ergonomic design, giving you the best car shock experience!

After temporarily parking the car on the side of the road, Fang Shuping took out a bottle of water, first wet his shirt cuffs, and then carefully and gently wiped off the sweat on Du Zhuoyang's forehead...The heat entangled from the touching cuffs, After passing through that insignificant layer of fabric, a fiery invitation is deeply branded in the blood flowing through it...

Fang Shuping restrained the impulse in his heart, and almost frantically stuffed the remaining half of the bottle of water into Du Zhuoyang's hand with trembling fingers: "Zhuoyang... drink some water."

Du Zhuoyang managed to gather a little bit of control over his body in the sea of ​​random consciousness, but after taking the water bottle, the weakness of his fingertips prevented him from holding the bottle for a while... The water bottle spread out on his chest with scattered water droplets , A large swath of water seeped along the clothes and penetrated into the contact of the skin...

Fang Shuping, who had seen everything in his eyes, turned his face and hit the window glass with his head hard, feeling a very painful tug-of-war in his heart.

Of course, his tug-of-war is not "do it or not", but "do it now or do it later".

In the end, in the tug-of-war, Fang Shuping decided not to take advantage of others' dangers and chose to "do it later". He quickly took an action that was not in line with his decision: he reached out and took the bottle with only half of it left. He raised his head and took a sip of mineral water, then pressed the person down and kissed it.

At the same time, I thought righteously: I am helping others, not to get some hero's reward in advance for saving the beauty.

However, his self-deception was quickly forgotten by him.

Du Zhuoyang, whose instinct is greater than reason, opened his lips obediently after feeling the abundant water vapor around his lips, and even stretched out the tip of his tongue to hook it in order to drink more water.

This movement of his directly hit Fang Shuping's heart, making the latter feel that his soul was dancing with this subtle movement for a moment.

So, the flamboyant Second Young Master Fang kissed her back even more ferociously.