Terrorist attacks

Qiao Yan saw him curled up, hugged him tightly, and kissed his face tenderly.

Lin Xin knew it in his heart, but he didn't want to think about it. At this moment, a layer of paper was torn, and he was at a loss. He let him kiss, but he was confused.

Qiao Yisheng didn't make any further movements, and quickly pulled him up, straightened his clothes, and said calmly, "You're hungry too, let's eat first, otherwise you've worked so hard for half a day to make things, plus I One hand, don't waste it all."

Lin Xin just remembered that his mood had just stabilized, and he began to feel uneasy again. Looking at his right hand, it was still glowing red, and there was no progress at all after taking the medicine. .

Qiao suppressed his voice and refused, saying that it was a small problem, and the pain would go away after applying the medicine.

In the end, he called his personal doctor. When he came, he was obviously taken aback, and quickly put on the bandage again. Lin Xin stood aside, in a dilemma, even more at a loss.

After the doctor left, he silently went to the kitchen and brought out the food. He hesitated to speak, and handed Qiao Yisheng a pair of chopsticks, and the two of them sat down to eat.

"It's a little cold, I've already heated up the food, you can eat it at ease."

Qiao Yi nodded, barely holding the chopsticks, his right hand was wrapped in gauze, it was very difficult to move it, it was very inconvenient, and it was burnt, so the wound hurt unavoidably.

Lin Xin looked at him, walked over after a while, sat down beside him, took his bowl, found another spoon, picked up a mouthful of rice, carefully covered some vegetables on it, and gently brought it to Qiao Yisheng's lips : "It really doesn't matter if you don't go to the hospital? Are you still in pain?"

Qiao suppressed his voice slightly, and soon his expression returned to normal. He swallowed all the rice in one gulp, and said after swallowing, "The food you made tastes very good."

Lin Xin felt that every time he talked to him, he was really talking about how much he weighed, and of course he knew best.Every time he cooks something, he throws in all the side dishes and condiments, and then sits aside and everything is fine.The finished product is not difficult to swallow, but when eating, even he himself will never be able to achieve Qiao Yisheng's intoxicated expression of concentration and relish.

Lin Xin took a deep breath, took the food with a small spoon, and put it in his own mouth. He tasted it suspiciously, but his level did not improve.

Looking at it from Qiao Yisheng's angle, Lin Xin's face was about to be buried in the bowl, his heart moved, and he stretched out his hand to gently clasp the opponent's waist.

Lin Xin trembled, and almost spit out a mouthful of food. It was a sensitive place, but it was so unexpected. Thinking of the last time Qiao Yisheng touched his stomach, it was after eating, and his face was even more ashamed.

Qiao Yisheng approached him, put his legs against his knees to prevent him from moving, and whispered in his ear: "Go on."

Lin Xin held the bowl in his hand, and the spoon was hanging in the air. Watching his movements, he felt a little ambiguous, and hesitated to move.

Unexpectedly, Qiao suppressed his voice and approached him again, burying his head in his waist.

Lin Xin was stunned, and wanted to push with his hands, but just as he reached out, he touched his hair, and for some reason, he couldn't use any strength, so he just lightly put his hand on his head, rubbing it slowly one by one .Qiao Yin hugged his waist tightly, buried his face even deeper, the hot air breathed in through the gaps in his clothes, and surrounded his body, Lin Xin trembled uncontrollably, almost suffocating.

After a long time, Lin Xin managed to sit up straight, turned his head away, looked away and said, "The food is getting cold, get up and eat first."

It turned out that Lin Xin was holding the bowl again, and the meal was intermittent. Lin Xin couldn't care about it, so he had to bite the bullet and feed it. Finally, he couldn't stand it any longer. He fed him a mouthful, and he took a mouthful too.

Lin Xin asked him if he wanted more. After all, two people share a bowl of rice. He didn't know what happened to Qiao Yisheng. On his side, his stomach was still more than half empty, and he felt uncomfortable, so he got up and went to the kitchen to add a big bowl of rice. It was reheated, put it on the table, and after sitting down, Qiao Yi looked straight at it. Lin Xin softened for a moment, guessing that he was probably still hungry, so he moved the chair to his side again, and agreed three chapters: "Don't Move around, let's have a good meal."

Qiao Yisheng stretched out his right hand. After bandaging, it was wrapped in thick white gauze, making it bigger. Lin Xin gently held it, and suddenly wanted to laugh. The slender and powerful hand with well-defined bones turned into a clumsy and cute look now. , it is rare to see.

Feeling relaxed and more relaxed, Lin Xin fed this bowl of rice faster and with ease, Qiao Yisheng also cooperated very much, and did not make any extravagant actions.

After dinner, Qiao Yi called someone to clean up. Lin Xin looked at his watch, it was getting late, and he wanted to leave: "Then, I will trouble you about Sun Wei."

Lin Xin still can't fully trust Qiao Yisheng. After all, he has seen his methods before. Thinking about this matter, others have neither the ability nor the motivation.But after working as a lawyer for several years, he is used to right and wrong. According to Chinese thinking, sometimes the result is more important than the process.

So, since Qiao Yisheng agreed to help with this matter, he can only stop here, and there is no point in pursuing it.

What's more, in his subconscious, he has almost been persuaded by Qiao Yisheng.

"It's too late, let's go tomorrow." The same rhetoric as last time, with undeniable toughness, Lin Xin caught a glimpse of his injured hand from the corner of his eye, and finally stayed.

The night wind came in gusts, Qiao Yisheng tucked Lin Xin in the quilt, got up and closed the window, leaving only a small gap, the downstairs was close to the garden, and a faint fragrance wafted up.

Lin Xin also woke up at this time, turned over, and when Qiao Yisheng lay down, he supported his head with his hands, lay on his side and lifted the wrapped gauze, gently opened a corner, carefully checked, it was still red of a slice.

Lin Xin just woke up, still in a daze, and didn't care about his posture and behavior at all, but thought that Qiao Yisheng might still be in pain, and the color of the burn was shocking, and it didn't fade at all.If he accidentally pressed it, it would be even more uncomfortable, so he grabbed that hand, stuffed it into the quilt, and put it on his stomach, without looking at him, keeping his eyes open, before Qiao Yi could respond, I fell asleep again.

The sky was mostly bright, and because it was in the suburbs, I could vaguely hear birdsong outside the window. Lin Xin exhaled, slowly woke up, turned his head, and saw Qiao Yisheng staring at him intently, with some weight on his stomach. I just remembered what happened yesterday.

Qiao Yisheng's hand was put on it lightly. When Lin Xin fell asleep, he moved up and down slightly on his stomach with his breathing, which had a different kind of soft touch.

Seeing that Lin Xin was awake, he didn't take it away either, but leaned closer and whispered in his ear, smiling, "I really want to see you cum for me."

Lin Xin was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, got up quickly, and before he could say anything, he found that Qiao Yisheng's expression was not right, and he lifted the quilt to see that it was not easy to have a seizure, so he had to crawl over to see if it was all right.

"Don't worry, it will be fine in two days. The water was not fully opened yesterday, and the wound medicine given by the doctor is also very good."

Lin Xin responded, and Qiao Yi said again:

"But after all, it's burnt, and it's bandaged up, which makes it difficult to move, so I need to trouble you."

Lin Xin couldn't refute, so he said:

"Fortunately, I don't have many things to do this month, so it's okay to come over on weekends, but usually, you should pay more attention to yourself..." Before finishing speaking, Qiao Yisheng snatched him away: "It doesn't matter, I only came here today because I have something to do. I live in the urban area, it should be very close to your place."

Speaking of this, Lin Xin also understood what he meant, so he nodded:

"Let's talk about it when the time comes. For your injury, you should pay attention to your daily diet. You can't eat indiscriminately. You can take care of it for a while before you can heal."

Qiao Yi got out of bed first, and pulled him up:

"Go down to eat, and then send you back."

Lin Xin glanced at the same type of nightgowns on each other, lowered his eyelids:

"You go first, I'll wash up on it."

Knowing his embarrassment, Qiao Yisheng went downstairs to change clothes and wash his hands. When he took off his nightgown, he turned his back to a whole mirror wall, and when he turned his head a little, he saw the injury on his back. When he had sex with Lin Xin for the first time, The scratch marks left behind have gradually faded and are almost invisible.On top of those zigzag and winding fine old wounds, the new wounds attached were added by him following the imprint of the other party.

Lin Xin was still too resistant to him at that time, not by his side.Qiao Yisheng didn't want to see all the things left to him disappear.

But he never expected that when Lin Xin saw these scratches again, he would have other associations, and he didn't even know that his mood had changed.

This is his windfall.

Qiao Yisheng made all the preparations, and Lin Xin just came down.

"Why do you look so pale, didn't you sleep well last night?"

"No, no, I slept well, let's eat."

Lin Xin's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about many things, and finally thought of Sun Wei.

He has found Qiao Yisheng on his end, but it's hard to say whether the root cause is here.

Lin Xin recalled the last dinner, he didn't like that kind of occasion, but Lin Lin Zongzong, attended many times, it is not impressive, but there are lingering character fragments.