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A sticky, dark conference room.

The blackout curtains were pulled tightly, and the pure wool carpet was empty, with sweat soaked clothes, white short sleeves and shorts thrown around.

Wen Tian was soft, his waist was soft and sagging, his lips were rotten and swollen, and his snow-white body was soaked as if he had been fished out of the water. He lay limply on Jiang Jing's shoulders, his two smooth white long legs Along the long pitch-black table, leaning on both sides of Jiang Jing's tough waist.

I was still wearing the pair of white shoes and short cotton socks on my feet, and the uppers, the red knees, and the shapely calves were all sticky with water.

Jiang Jing hugged Wen Tian who was crying unambiguously, leaned into his ear, and said in a hoarse voice, "Baby, your legs are so white..."

For some reason, Wen Tian suddenly trembled like a lamb being bitten, he licked his lips, pulled Jiang Jing's hair with his fingers, and hummed vaguely: "Don't do that, call me."

"What can't be called?" Disregarding Wen Tian's fine and trembling eyelashes, Jiang Jing clung to his red ears amidst small sobbing sounds, as if on purpose: "Baby?"

The two words are just like a steaming oven with excellent performance, and Wen Tian's little face was instantly flushed with steam. He was a little bit ashamed and indignant, and looked at Jiang Jing with watery eyes, biting his lips and thinking.

Isn't it a bit too fast for Jiang Jing to enter the role?

He is used to everything step by step, and everything will be changed at the right time, and a little too fast development will make him frightened, and he will shrink back into his safe shell.

So when he heard that call, he subconsciously wanted to escape, but Jiang Jing seemed to see through him, holding his neck to prevent him from shrinking, calling over and over again, forcing him to listen.

"Baby, relax..." Jiang Jing seemed a little impatient, breathing quickly.

Wen Tian was so obedient, he subconsciously followed suit, but the next second he trembled heavily, sobbing and crying loudly.

He really couldn't do it anymore, he climbed onto Jiang Jing with his sweaty arms, kissed Jiang Jing with his bright red lips, and begged softly: "I, I don't have the strength anymore, forget it first, okay, okay?"

……

after an hour.

The front desk heard the beep of the elevator, and two attractive people came out of it.

The drowsy receptionist, who was originally on the night shift, stood up with a bang, and when the tall man glanced over, he hurriedly said: "General, slow down..."

Jiang Jing nodded lightly and hummed, and left the company together with the craving omega.

The receptionist froze for a second as if his soul was out of his body, and then his eyes seemed to be glued, and he followed the backs of the two of them.

Although it was very impolite, but what he saw was a bit too explosive, and he didn't want to see it.

The person next to Jiang Jing was wrapped in oversized clothes that did not belong to him. He was completely white, as greasy as milk that had been stirred out of a pot. His legs were still quite long and white. At this time, the heels were up, and the calf There is still a blush on the stomach and knee sockets.

He gripped Jiang Jing's clothes tightly, as if he couldn't walk otherwise.

Jiang Jing, who usually frowned when others touched her, let him catch her without saying a word, and turned her head to look at him from time to time, and gave him a hand on the head to make him watch the road seriously.

"This world has become so strange to me..." The front desk watched for a long time before choking out such a sentence.

Jiang Jing's hover car was parked outside.

He twisted the rear door, glanced past Wen Tian, ​​who was beside him with a slumped head, and said in a low voice, "Sit in the back seat, it's softer."

Wen Tian lowered his head and did not move.

Jiang Jing paused, noticing that Wen Tian's expression was a bit unnatural, she covered her solid and broad upper body, and looked straight at him with folded eyes, "Baby, what's wrong?"

Wen Tian couldn't care what Jiang Jing called him at this time, as if there was something even more shameful that suppressed the discomfort brought about by this title, he stared at the tip of his shoe, calmly hummed and answered the title , and then said: "It's kind of uncomfortable."

"Where is the pain?"

Wen Tian's face burned so badly that he couldn't even lift his eyes to look at Jiang Jing. He was so ashamed that his soul was about to come out of his body. He drooped his head and muttered: "You made it, you made it... flow, flow out gone."

As soon as the words were spoken, there was ten seconds of silence.

Wen Tian was tortured to the point of madness by the silent atmosphere, every second was like a knife cutting his body, he finally couldn't help it, raised his head and glanced at Jiang Jing, and then quickly retracted like an electric shock.

He saw Jiang Jing's eyes as dark as ink pools.

It's not that he doesn't understand anything, and Wen Tian is still extremely sensitive at this time, so he naturally knows what Jiang Jing's reaction means.

However, he obviously didn't do anything...

Wen Tian was really scared, he stretched his calf and dared not move.

Jiang Jing took a deep breath, and the teeth were so close together that the voice was muffled and heavy: "Don't say such things in the future. Go up first, it's okay to get dirty, and deal with it tomorrow."

Wen Tian's face was full of blood, and he regretted what he said, but after thinking about something, he stammered again: "It's you, are you going to deal with it?"

Jiang Jing usually doesn't drive in person, so a driver will come over early every day and start the car to take Jiang Jing to the company. If the driver sees it, then he doesn't have to be a human anymore. It's better to reincarnate early.

As if knowing what was going on in his head, Jiang Jing raised his eyebrows, "It's me, I won't let the driver come tomorrow, can I get in the car?"

"Yes, yes."

Wen Tian blushed, pulled the clothes on his body, curled up in the back seat, Jiang Jing slowed him to get into the driver's seat half a step.

Jiang Jing drove very steadily without any bumps. Wen Tian fell asleep in the car, but when he returned to the apartment building, he was still so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

He hastily took a shower and went back to his room to sleep. He didn't have the energy to talk to Jiang Jing, so he didn't know what Jiang Jing was thinking behind his back when he turned around and walked back to his room.

The matter of Wen Chen has come to an end for the time being, and before he is formally arrested, he has to wait for Dean Chu to research the anti-hypnosis device.

What surprised Wen Tian here is that You An took the initiative to contact Jiang Jing and offered to help catch Wen Chen. He is the person they know who is most familiar with chips. If he helps, the anti-hypnosis device will be faster. After researching it, Jiang Jing agreed.

This is a good thing, Wen Tian didn't think too much about it, what troubled him was something else.

Wen Tian didn't know how to describe it, he felt that Jiang Jing had been a bit confused recently.

Relying on the confirmation of the relationship, every time he was doing that kind of thing, he would coax him into doing various things while he was unconscious.

And whenever he wanted to pretend to have forgotten or simply fooled the past, Jiang Jing would come to confront him.

Just like now, Wen Tian was held up by a tall man, looked at Jiang Jing, and heard him say: "Baby, didn't you promise me yesterday that you will sleep with me from now on?"

Wen Tian's blushing face blushed as expected, he didn't know why Jiang Jing became so anxious, he was driving him crazy, "Well, that's what you forced me to say when I was unconscious , does not count."

Jiang Jing raised her eyebrows and said in a calm manner: "Why doesn't it count? It's all from your mouth. If you lie, you won't have credibility with me in the future."

Wen Tian was so blocked that he curled his fingers, but he still insisted with a blushing face: "Anyway, anyway, no."

"Let me hear the reason."

Wen Tian was a little tired from lifting his chin, so he simply put the weight of his entire face on Jiang Jing's hands, and said vaguely: "We have to leave some room for each other, and we can't stick together all the time."

Jiang Jing stared at the soft and slippery face between her two fingers, that face had a troubled expression, her eyelids closed for a while, and then struggled to open again, her eyes were blank.

The Adam's apple rolled slowly, and Jiang Jing's lips moved, "I've never seen a couple who wants to keep space, and they all want to be together all day, besides, why are we sticky?"

After being stabbed by the word couple, that little face became hotter again, like some kind of voice-activated heater, speaking a fixed vocabulary could make him hotter.

Wen Tian deliberately ignored the first half of the sentence, and stammered slightly accusing, "Why, why aren't you clingy anymore?"

In the past few days, Jiang Jing insisted on seeing him off at school, and waited early at the school gate after school, and they all had meals together, and the time they were separated was no longer than ten hours.

It was a bit sticky for Wen Tian.

Wen Tian raised his head and nodded, "It's getting late, you should go back to your room."

After the eviction order was issued, while Jiang Jing was in a daze, Wen Tian said good night and raced against time to close the door.

Then he leaned against the door and pricked up his ears. Hearing the silence outside the door for a while, and the sound of distant footsteps, Wen Tian went to bed.

The heat on his face was still lingering, Wen Tian nestled under the blanket, feeling so hot that he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

The torrential rain started at this time.

There were thunderstorms outside, and the thunder split the sky and the earth in two halves, and the room was as bright as day in an instant.

Jiang Jing came out of the bathroom, and with a glance, she saw a lump on her bed.

Wen Tian embraced the fluffy and soft pillow, nestled on the bed tremblingly, his body was covered with the quilt that he covered countless times, almost stained with his body odor, and countless messy folds were made on the bed sheet by him.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Wen Tian poked his head out from under the quilt, and with his flushed face softly called out to Jiang Jing: "Admiral, Admiral."

Jiang Jing's hand holding the doorknob was so tight that his blue meridians bulged, and he stood calmly on the spot without speaking.

Seeing Jiang Jing not coming over, Wen Tian wanted to get out of bed and walk in front of him, but just as one of his soft white and straight legs stepped on the ground, his calf stretched out, and there was a sudden roar of rumbling thunder, like a fierce Like a beast, he drove Wen Tian back to the bed.

Wen Tian huddled on the bed, her face was pale and frightened.

Jiang Jing finally reacted, closed the bathroom door, stepped to sit by the bed, patted Wen Tian on the back comfortingly, "Don't be afraid, I'll close the window in the living room."

Seeing that Jiang Jing was about to get up and leave, Wen Tian immediately grabbed the hem of his clothes, as if holding onto the only driftwood in the sea, and said in a trembling voice: "No, there is no need to close it, let's go to sleep."

Jiang Jing paused, knowing that Wen Tian did this because of fear, but he still took the opportunity to say: "Not too good, you just said that we need to leave space for each other, stay here for a while, and then go back to sleep? "

The tone is nuanced.

The thunder rumbled non-stop, Wen Tian was on the verge of tears, and stammered with a blushing face, "No, no, I think what you said makes sense, couples don't do this, I'll sleep with you tonight..."

Jiang Jing felt that he should be similar to a hungry dog ​​at this moment, sniffing the smell of meat in front of him, almost unable to restrain his clamoring appetite, he lowered his eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice: "In the future, or just tonight? "

"Yes, in the future."

The male scent came wrapped in the refreshing scent of shower gel, and there was a bit of pheromone smell in the air whether intentionally or unintentionally. Wen Tian smelled it through the tip of his nose, and his trembling shoulders eased.

He is now like a lamb caught in a trap, whimpering and agreeing to whatever the hunter says.

Jiang Jing narrowed her eyes, picked up the little trembling ball, and wanted to carry him back to another room, "Forget it, you always lie, I respect your wishes, let's not cling too tightly."

"I didn't, I didn't lie! I really, really will sleep with you from now on, this time it's true."

Jiang Jing put him down and said in a low voice, "You promised so yesterday."

Wen Tian was so ashamed that smoke was about to come out of his head, he stuttered and explained: "Yesterday, you lied to me, today, today..."

Before he finished speaking, another thunderclap suddenly lit up the room.

Wen Tian was almost stunned, trembling into Jiang Jing's broad and thick arms, arms as soft as tofu wrapped around his waist, almost hanging on Jiang Jing's body.

This is an action that Wen Tian would never make before.

Because of fear, unprecedented initiative.

Jiang Jing rolled her throat, feeling like she was going crazy.

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Jiang Jing: Lei Dashen, a good man, gave birth to eight children in one birth