There is always a cheater behind every detective

Bai Yan was half asleep and half awake, feeling very tired, he hadn't felt this way for a long time, when was the last time?It seems that he still hasn't given up and is still thinking about how to escape from the Bai family.But the tiredness at this time is different from that at that time. There is no despair and cold, but warm and happy.

Tired, but also very fulfilling, the whole heart is filled with happiness.

Yes, he remembered, his adoptive father was dead, that person could no longer control his life, and he, too, would come out of the castle and truly escape from the shadow of his adoptive father.

In the middle of his thoughts, a sudden suction pulled him into the dreamland. It was still the man and woman lying in a pool of blood, and he was still the perspective of the victim whose mouth was gagged.This day, the dream seemed to be clearer again, and the time passed. He heard the murderer's soft singing besides the heavy breathing of the person involved.

Those familiar melodies sent a chill up his spine. Just as he was about to think about it, the scene changed again, switching to the terrified victim on the operating table. There was an indistinct moan of despair from her mouth, the murderer was injecting her, and as the medicine was pushed in, she no longer struggled.Perhaps it should be said that she could no longer struggle, and even her wailing became indistinct, only her eyes were still open in despair.

The murderer took out his pocket watch to check the time, and then untied her restraints one by one, his movements were gentle and careful, as if he was afraid of hurting her.

The palm of the medical rubber glove even stroked her hair, and said softly and apologetically, "Sorry, I just want to take your collarbone, they are so beautiful, Nana will thank you very much."

After all, the murderer's gaze fell on a pile of surgical tools that lacked a metallic glow. When he cut open her skin with a scalpel, her eyes with constricted pupils were filled with fear.

The operation took a long time, and the murderer carefully removed the collarbone and sewed up the wound. Even so, the blood she bleed had already stained the operating table red, and there was a big puddle on the ground. The murderer sighed softly.

"I'm sorry, plasma is not so easy to get, but I've been very careful, you won't die yet, I'll be back to help you soon."

After all, the murderer walked to the freezer next to the wall, and there was an unrecognizable girl hidden in the snow, lying there lifeless and self-studying. Except for the large area of ​​burns above the shoulders, the girl's body had been replaced several times. The location is particularly conspicuous.

"Nana..." the man murmured affectionately: "You will have a beautiful body soon, and you can wake up when the time comes."

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Bai Yan sat up silently. Facing the unfamiliar environment, he remembered being at a loss for a while, and then he remembered the indulgence before falling asleep, his face flushed slightly, his eyes fell on the sleeping man next to him, and he stretched out his hand involuntarily to lightly touch the man's stubble. A slightly itchy feeling ran across his fingertips. He closed his eyes and felt it for a while, then turned over and got out of bed, walked lightly to the outside of the hall, set up an easel, adjusted color oils and put his mind on the canvas. He closed his eyes to plan the picture, Then apply color.

I don't know how long it took, or maybe only a while later, the man's magnetic voice sounded unexpectedly.

"If you dare to stand naked in front of me again, I will rape you."

Bai Yan was startled, and almost smashed the painting knife, but when she turned around, she saw the man was only wearing a pair of boxers, with a nightgown hanging in his hand, leaning against the door with a hesitant expression.He suddenly didn't know where to put his hands and feet, as if they were all wrong, he wanted to pour color oil on his body to hide his ugliness.Seeming to feel his embarrassment, Zhao Zhuojie didn't make things difficult for him, but stepped forward to put on a nightgown and tie him up, touched his waist, sucked his mouth, and caught the painting knife that was about to fall this time.

Embracing Bai Yan who was gasping in his arms limply from the kiss, Zhao Zhuojie's eyes were on the oil painting that was about to be completed, and his face was gloomy: "Dream?"

"Hmm...it's pretty clear." Bai Yan wanted to straighten up, but was suppressed forcibly, so she could only lean on Zhao Zhuojie's strong arms and raise her head to answer.

Zhao Zhuojie licked that ruddy lips again, then squinted his eyes to look at the seductive blushing and shy expression of the little lover: "Okay, tell me first, I'm not in a hurry to draw, tell me what it is Condition."

Naturally, Bai Yan would not object, and dragged out all the dreams. Of course, he only talked about the dreams related to this case. Sometimes he had one dream, and sometimes several at the same time. He was usually able to distinguish it clearly. There will be no interlacing, and it is the same now. He picked what Zhao Zhuojie wanted to know and said that the first half of the enigmatic dream was still hidden in his heart.

After listening to Bai Yan's detailed narration, Zhao Zhuojie had a weird expression on his face. He pinched Bai Yan's thin chin, made his eyes meet his own, and asked, "You've lived like this all these years? Do you always do this?" This kind of dream?"

Bai Yan wanted to nod her head, but her chin was pinched in Zhao Zhuojie's hands, so she could only omit this part: "Well, I do it almost every day. It's rare for a night like... last night to have no dreams."

Zhao Zhuojie didn't know what to say, at this moment he just wanted to hug Bai Yan tightly, and he did.At this time, he would think, how happy would Bai Yan be if he didn't have this kind of energy, but if it weren't for this kind of ability, he wouldn't be able to meet Bai Yan now, and it would be impossible for him to develop this relationship.Thinking of the excitement, he pressed down Bai Yan, who obediently let him pinch his chin, and the strap of the nightgown he just tied was roughly torn off, and he kissed the oil-painted body under him fiercely, using almost The power to crush this young body.

Bai Yan didn't expect that Zhao Zhuojie would make a sudden spot check, he was so shocked that he couldn't help but push the person away, and the body that struggled to get up a little was immediately dragged back.The next moment, the man roughly opened his legs, and his mature and strong body squeezed in. The legs that Bai Yan didn't have time to clamp could only get stuck on the strong, muscular waist, and the man's lower body in boxers kept hitting him. Even through the fabric, Bai Yan could still clearly feel the hardness and heat of the perineum, so startled that he grabbed the man's constantly shrugging shoulders and begged for mercy.

"Brother Jie... Brother Jie... don't... still have paintings."

But the man didn't care, he held his butt with his fiery palms and lifted it up, thrust his waist and slammed it hard, rubbed it desperately, until the perfect part of Bai Yan's body turned red, and there was a reaction.Bai Yan panted with her mouth open, facing the strange lust, he was helpless, his legs were bumping in the man's movement, his eyes were red with anxiety, the eye sockets were slightly sour and hot, and there was a layer of moisture in front of his eyes.He was afraid, the stiffness of the man seemed to pierce through the thin fabric and rush into somewhere.

"Don't worry, I won't mess with you today."

The murmur accompanied by the fiery breath in his ears was more erratic than the wind, and when Bai Yan wanted to grab it, the man's head had already got into his arms and bit the two protrusions, he could only hug this head and bite The tight lower lip prevented the weeping with the strange tone, because he felt that the sound would make the man rub faster and harder.

This kind of movement went on for a long time, Bai Yan was rubbed up and dragged back many times, and the heels of his legs were already numb, his spring-stained eyes could hardly be opened, and the hard cylinder suddenly squeezed hard .Bai Yan felt like a plug was blocked somewhere, making him unable to even breathe, and then his abdomen became hot, and the perineum was also stained with water from the dampness coming through the fabric, and the whole space was filled with a strong musky scent Son.

The man finally let him go, stopped his movements, and pressed down heavily. Bai Yan had difficulty breathing, but she didn't push away. She just felt the almost simultaneous rise and fall of her chest that was close to each other, and suddenly felt extremely satisfied in her heart.

Zhao Zhuojie stood up and looked at the lowly young man who was made to look amorous, and the little dissatisfaction he still had in his heart was filled. He pulled the young man up and walked to the bathroom while supporting his waist.

"Drawing..." Bai Yan protested softly, "The painting can't be done."

"I should have done you just now." Thinking of the pile of monitors, Zhao Zhuojie was stunned: "... Let's see if you dare to paint without clothes in the future."

"..."

Bai Yan really didn't dare.

Zhao Zhuojie was quite serious when cleaning. He didn't do anything except touch and pinch. After taking a bath, Bai Yan's physical strength also recovered a little. Originally, he was not that kind of weak physique. and left.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhuojie really hummed: "It's true later... you'll know."

Bai Yan blushed again.

There was an exercise in the middle of the night. Although it didn't come to the real thing, it was enough to consume their physical strength that they had only had one breakfast all day. The hungry two originally wanted to order a meal, but when they looked at the time, it was early in the morning... silently ... Let's go to the small kitchen and have a look.

When he opened the locker, Zhao Zhuojie was overjoyed. There were... a few packs of instant noodles, which were clearly marked as free.He took two large bowls, took down the instant noodles, and handed them to Bai Yan, who was following behind and looking at the instant noodles: "Open these, put them in the bowl, and I'll boil the water."

Bai Shi nodded obediently, and Uncle Zhao went to fetch the water in satisfaction, and when he came back after finishing the electric kettle, he saw two large bowls, one full of instant noodles and the other full of seasonings.

He is silent...

"What is this for? Seasoning and noodles are separated?"

Bai Yan realized that she had made a mistake, she lowered her head guiltily, paused, and said suddenly: "The noodles are mine, and the seasoning is yours."

Zhao Zhuojie was amused... Oh, the little white rabbit bit someone in a hurry?

"Yes, the noodles are yours, and the seasoning is also yours. I can eat you."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Zhuojie rushed forward and sucked the biting mouth fiercely, Bai Yan couldn't avoid it, couldn't push it away, and no one noticed until the kettle tripped.

After a long time, Uncle Zhao wiped the corners of his mouth, stared at the very delicious Bai Xiaoyan, licked his lips and said: "Xiaobai, the case is over, you can wear an apron for my brother."

Bai Yanmo.