Terrorist attacks

After staying at home for two days, the appointment with Qiao Yisheng came in a blink of an eye. Lin Xin woke up early in the morning. The air in the suburbs was particularly good. He jogged around the nearby mountain road, had breakfast, and then drove back to the city.

I went to Qiao Yisheng's apartment first, but he wasn't there, the house was still the same as it was before Lin Xin left, the refrigerator was full of dishes that hadn't been touched in the past two days, and there was still soup in the kitchen, just reheated in the morning.

Lin Xin thought about it, and then called him:

"I just came back, I don't know where is the charity auction you mentioned?"

There was silence for a moment, and Qiao Yi said in a low and hoarse voice:

"It's cold in the morning, drink some soup first, and come back after you're hungry. I'll send someone to pick you up. You wait."

Lin Xin replied to him:

"I came back from dinner."

Joe paused for a moment before saying:

"Well, there is a document on my desk, the specific planning and execution of this event, you can take a look and wait for the driver by the way."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Xin went to the kitchen again, filled a bowl of soup, sat down and drank it silently.

The soup is warm, not too hot. After taking a sip, it spreads down the throat and into the stomach, feeling warm.

The bowl soon bottomed out, Lin Xin was lying on the table, motionless, stood up after a long time, walked slowly to the door of the study, gently pushed the door open, and walked in.

The layout of the study is very simple, everything is clear at a glance.

There were rows of neatly stacked books on the closet, and a small part of them were specially wrapped in white hard paper. Lin Xin guessed that they were Qiao Yisheng's favorite, so he cherished them very much.

The rest are some professional books, and there are always a lot of them, especially economics.

After Lin Xin browsed through it, he walked to the desk, and the planning book mentioned by Qiao Yisheng was lying on the side without life. Lin Xin picked it up, looked at it roughly, knew the general process, and put it back where it was.

He took out a pair of thin gloves from his pocket, put them on silently, tentatively held down the lower part of the drawer, and gently pulled it out. Sure enough, it was not locked. Lin Xin knew that there would be no important documents in it. Looking around, he finally reached out. , Carefully looking through each of them, they are all old documents, which have long lost their value.

He exhaled slowly, and the doorbell rang outside.Knowing that the driver came to pick him up, Lin Xin closed the drawer again, closed the door, changed his shoes, and left with him.

After driving for half an hour, the car stopped. Lin Xin took out the invitation letter from his pocket and entered the venue.

The lights in the hall were dimmed, and the guests had already taken their seats. It was evident that the climax had come, and the auction had begun.

Lin Xin didn't care about this kind of formality in Vanity Fair, and he didn't want to watch it.

He looked up, but he couldn't find Qiao Yisheng.

Thinking about it, he must be very busy. He came to take care of the scene, and probably left long ago.

Just as Lin Xin was about to turn around, he vaguely saw Li Qianqing and Yu Jie sitting in the first row from a distance.Stand out among the crowd.

Lin Xin couldn't look back for a moment, and someone held his shoulders. It took him a long time to realize that it was Qiao Yisheng who turned around.

"Everything is on the right track. I know you don't like this kind of occasion. Just leave it to someone else. Come with me and take you to rest."

Lin Xin lowered his head and followed him, wandering around to the first room at the back of the hall in a daze, only to regain his senses.

"What's wrong? You look out of your mind and feel uncomfortable?"

"No. I thought you were gone."

"I have to give a speech at the end of the party." Qiao Yin touched Lin Xin's hand and asked him, "Why are your hands cold? Are you wearing less clothes? It's getting colder and colder, so pay more attention." Lin Xin held his hands in his palms, rubbed them slowly, and put them on his face from time to time, just wanting to warm him up quickly.

Lin Xin couldn't break free, so he had to let him go.In an instant, the headlights outside were turned on, and the entire hall was brightly lit. The auction was over, and it was not time for the dinner party.People are walking around watching.The interior layout of the hall is simple, but also reveals a unique artistic atmosphere. The walls are covered with various Chinese and foreign paintings, a few famous paintings are the finale, and the rest are works of newcomers, which is dizzying.There are also various carvings and pure handmade products, all of which are from the master's handwriting, just like a shark facing the moon, there is a kind of transparency in it.

Only then did Lin Xin use the light to see clearly that except for the wall next to the window, the other three sides of this room are made of transparent floor-to-ceiling glass. At this time, every move in the hall outside can be seen. It can also be seen at a glance.

Lin Xin quickly withdrew his hand, and Qiao Yisheng held it tightly:

"You're still cold, I'll raise the temperature in the room."

With Lin Xin's background, if you walk around the capital, there are a lot of people who can recognize him. What's more, in this kind of occasion, it is absolutely unacceptable to do something out of the ordinary.

Qiao Yisheng noticed that he was abnormal, so he stopped and stopped moving.

The two of them didn't speak, Lin Xin looked towards the hall subconsciously, only feeling that there was only one place becoming clearer in front of him.Yu Jie walked slowly along with Li Qianqing from the dimly lit place at the end, the two stopped and walked, looking at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, or the exquisite handicrafts displayed everywhere.Occasionally looking at each other and smiling, Li Qianqing straightened the broken hair on his forehead, and continued.

Lin Xin had long since lost the heart-piercing pain she had been wishing for at the time. Now, looking at the scenes, she just hated herself for being selfish and paranoid for ruining the good times she had for so many years.

He still likes Jie, and this feeling has never stopped.Thinking of him well, as if nothing is enough, the world has the most good things, and he can only feel at ease if he takes them all by himself.I want to talk to him about everything, I want to know his current situation, I want him to know that the world is cold and unchanging, and I want him to be properly protected, away from right and wrong, and free from pain and damage.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, such a heart is different from treating Sun Wei, they are all the same.

"Look at you, since he came in, you have been staring and absent-minded. It was the same back then, do you know that when you begged me that night, I thought about everything, just like the last bit of dry wood, burning vigorously I'm dying, my heart is dying, and I'm slowly cooling down, it's icy cold." Qiao Yi said calmly, as if talking about an insignificant matter, calmly.

Lin Xin shook his head, but couldn't explain it.

He was quickly pressed against one side of the glass wall, and Qiao suppressed his voice and leaned forward, kissing him heavily.

The kiss was so hard that there was already a faint salty taste between the lips and tongue. I don't know who was bleeding, but the two were like trapped beasts, with no way out.

Lin Xin managed to catch up with him in one breath, pushed him away, but before he could stand still, he was immediately hugged back, wrapped in the opponent's arms, tightly entangled, unable to move.

"Let go, there are people outside."

Qiao Yan chuckled lightly:

"So what if there are people outside? You know my character and what I want to do is reckless."

Starting from the neck, Qiao Yisheng took off Lin Xin's clothes, one by one, kissing all the way, and finally even the shirt fell to the elbow.

Li Qianqing accompanied Yu Jie from a distance, stood on the other side of the glass, quietly looking at a pair of small jade bowls on the table.

There is only one side of glass blocking each other, and they watch intently without distraction.

Lin Xin looked up at Qiao Yisheng.

"You can't see it from the outside. How can I be willing to let others see you like this." As he spoke, his fingers lightly slid across Lin Xin's spine, and his whole palm slowly pressed up, stroking his back: "However, don't come out. You can hear a little bit of noise from outside." Qiao Yi said calmly, as if reminding Lin Xin kindly that he was relieved a little in his heart, and before he could react, his shirt was lifted up, sticking to his spine. His skin was gently licked from bottom to top. Finally, Qiao Yisheng hugged him tightly and bit him hard on the side. Lin Xin was forced to tears and didn't make a sound.

Lin Xin propped one palm on the glass wall, almost unable to stand still, trembling slightly, Yu Jie was on the opposite side of the wall, his fingertips suddenly stopped at the position of his palm, and the emerald jade on the old wooden frame was taken by him. From a close observation, his hands are even more beautiful and lovely.

Lin Xin vaguely knew what Qiao Yisheng was going to do, and struggled desperately.He swiped Jie's finger a few times, feeling slightly dazed, and then resisted even more desperately.

Qiao Yisheng was so excited by his trance that he completely lost his mind, rubbed his waist and abdomen indiscriminately, and pulled off his pants.

When touching the skin of his inner thigh and moving up a little bit, Lin Xin pressed his head against the glass wall, barely stopping his chaotic panting.

Caressing the tender buttocks, Lin Xin suddenly stopped moving when he pressed against the small entrance, his palm was still attached to the place where Yu Jie had stayed before, and he had left long ago.

Qiao suppressed his voice and withdrew his hands, turned him around, and hugged him face to face.

Lin Xin lost his anger, and only glanced at him, his clothes were neat and not messy, and then he looked at himself, almost naked, with hickey marks all over his body, and all the clothes scattered on the floor belonged to him.