born criminal

The day before New Year's Eve, Chen Jian held another dinner at home.This time, more people came. In addition to the core power level, there are also top leaders in the government who actually carry out various affairs.

Fang Xing was the first one to arrive as usual, he gave Chen Jian a bottle of red wine from his collection, and greeted Yangzhou politely, he was completely different from a few days ago.

Chen Jian took the bottle of wine and rolled it in his palm, not looking very happy, then he looked up at Fang Xing and smiled, saying thank you.

Yangzhou didn't know that they had quarreled before, he only vaguely noticed a trace of weirdness, and after careful investigation, he felt that it was his own illusion.Because they are still very familiar with each other, when Fang Xing looks at Chen Jian, he still inadvertently reveals lingering affection.

He couldn't hear the sighs in Chen Jian and Fang Xing's hearts at this moment.

It's different, that quarrel, although Yangzhou was the trigger, completely exposed the long-standing differences between them, and the estrangement has quietly arisen.No matter how warm they are on the surface, they also know each other well, and they will never return to the time when they were dependent on each other.

Fang Xing is actually quite a ruthless person, and Chen Jian understands him.Since the two have followed Vladimir, he has criticized many of his actions.It's just that they have a good relationship, and Chen Jian has been suppressing his character all these years, so it's not obvious.But if the two of them drifted away like this, there might be a day when he couldn't control it.

Chen Jian thought about it, but on the surface he remained calm, got up and said, "You talk, I'll go to the kitchen." Anna was not there, so he had to help Andrew prepare dinner.

After he left, there was a brief silence in the living room, and finally Fang Xing said first: "Is there any progress in Mr. Yang's investigation?" When he talked to Yang Zhou, the topic was always inseparable from Chen Jian and genetic experiments.

"No," Yangzhou thought for a while, "I will leave if there is no new situation in half a month."

Fang Xing heaved a sigh of relief silently, smiled a little sincerely at Yang Zhou, and said politely: "The conditions here are difficult, and Mr. Yang has been wronged for more than two months."

Yangzhou wasn't sure how to answer his words, so he said flatly, "It's okay."

D3, who was eavesdropping nearby, waited for a while, and seeing that they were silent again, he quickly told Chen Jian in the kitchen the news.

"Half a month?" The kitchen knife in Chen Jian's hand paused in the air for a moment, and then he chopped it down heavily. The rib broke in two and flew out, being caught by Andrew.

He knew his balance had tipped again.He should have been happy at the news of Yang Zhou's departure - at least he felt relaxed, but in reality he was only faintly disappointed and inexplicably uncomfortable.

During this period of time, they got along well, but when the water came, the drain hadn't finished yet.Seeing that there was only one step away, Yangzhou was about to leave.

I won't keep him. Chen Jian thinks with his remaining rationality that he shouldn't be kept either.

"Do you want me to help?" There were two knocks on the glass door of the kitchen, followed by a deliberately low voice.

Chen Jian looked back, his heart was suddenly full and swollen by something called fate.He shook his head and said softly, "No, just sit down."

Yang Zhou stood there in embarrassment, and glanced at the living room from the corner of his eye.

Chen Jian was stunned for a moment before realizing that Yang Zhou was unwilling to stay with Fang Xing, so he fled here.He suddenly wanted to laugh, but before the corners of his mouth lifted, Yang Zhou seemed to see through him, and explained anxiously in a low voice: "There will be guests coming later, you go and entertain them, and I will help."

"It's fine if you entertain him." Chen Jian blinked at him, "You are also one of the hostesses."

Yangzhou was silent for a while, and then said truthfully: "I don't want to go."

He felt that his tone was flat, and he didn't know how Chen Jian heard the meaning of acting like a baby, so he smiled very intriguingly.

"Okay, I'll go." Chen Jian washed his hands, pushed the door open with a "crash", pinched Yang Zhou's ear with his cold hands, and received a slap as expected.

The dinner that day was very lively, and the heads of various departments of the base government gathered together.Chen Jian is able to stay at home all day long, and he does not show up for any major events, largely thanks to the hard work of these people.

During the banquet, everyone talked and laughed happily, and the host and guest enjoyed themselves.Chen Jian is indeed an excellent leader. Not only does he know people with insight, he boldly delegates power, and he is just right when talking with his subordinates.Yangzhou observed silently, slightly twitching the corner of his mouth.

He also said that he hates politicians the most, but in fact he is not bad at playing tricks.

"What does Mr. Yang do?" Suddenly someone asked.

The person who asked the question was the woman sitting on the right side of Yangzhou. Everyone called her Sister Cao. She was yellow-skinned, about forty years old, with a rich figure and a benevolent look.

Yang Zhou thought about it and said he was a lawyer.

Before Chen Jian didn't know whether it was intentional or not, he didn't introduce his real identity to everyone.However, everyone present was very shrewd. Except for Douglas and Fang Xing who knew well, the others also had their own judgments in their hearts.

This Sister Cao was particularly active, seeing that Chen Jian and Yang Zhou were acting intimately, she made up her mind to get close to Yang Zhou.She didn't know that Yangzhou was an outsider, and she stayed at the base not long ago, and she only planned to let Chen Jian let go through him, and allocate more funds to her department in the coming year.

The base's political circle is already rare and harmonious, but due to financial constraints and heavy tax burdens, various departments will still play some innocuous tricks.

Yangzhou probably guessed Sister Cao's intentions, and responded to his meaningless question with less enthusiasm.Out of politeness, he asked back, which department do you belong to.

"I'm from the Civil Affairs Bureau. I'm in charge of marriage and divorce. Mr. Yang, you don't know that we are busy with work and the conditions are not good. The office hasn't been repaired for five years..."

When Sister Cao saw that Yang Zhou was listening carefully, she couldn't help complaining a lot.Unexpectedly, Yang Zhou said very gently after listening, "That's it."

Sister Cao was a little embarrassed, but she quickly resolved it and joked: "You and Mr. Chen can also consider getting married!"

There was a sudden silence in the restaurant, I don't know if it was a coincidence or intentional.

Yang Zhou put the wine glass back on the dining table, the liquid in it didn't stop shaking for a long time.

In the silence, Chen Jian smiled freely, and jokingly said, "No hurry, I haven't proposed yet."

Immediately, there was a kind booing sound during the banquet, Yangzhou was bathed in various gazes, feeling in a trance, and twitched the corners of his mouth cooperatively.

Amidst the uproar, Fang Xing hung his head out of place, wrinkling the tablecloth with his left hand.

"Are you okay?" asked Douglas next to him.

"Oh, it's okay." Fang Xing let go of his hand, with a stiff smirk on his face, as if he was also in the midst of the excitement.

Of course, Chen Jian would not give them a chance to gossip, and quickly talked about another topic.Everyone was also savvy, no matter how curious they were, on the surface they cooperated with Chen Jian and turned the page.

The low hum of the restaurant resumed before.

Sister Cao is in a complicated mood.Just now when Chen Jian was speaking, she had been observing Yang Zhou attentively, seeing his delicate expression, not to mention joy, but more confusion, she immediately knew that the relationship between the two was more complicated than she imagined.

While secretly regretting his recklessness, Yang Zhou suddenly turned his head, his lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

"What's the matter, Mr. Yang?" Sister Cao didn't dare to neglect him, and approached him with concern.

Yang Zhou was obviously hesitating. After a while, he said that he wanted to ask for your help.

"Looking for someone, this—" After listening to him, Sister Cao rolled her eyes and swallowed the "easy to say", thinking for a while pretending to be embarrassed, before agreeing: "It's a bit difficult, I will go after the vacation is over." Check the database."

"Thank you." Yangzhou said.

The Civil Affairs Bureau has the right to access the household registration files of the residents of the base. It is undoubtedly the fastest way to ask Sister Cao to help inquire whether there is Cheng Beiming.But in this way, it is equivalent to secretly borrowing Chen Jian's face, which is a bit of a fake tiger's prestige, which runs counter to his original idea of ​​not getting too involved with Chen Jian.

But now they are considered friends, so they shouldn't care about such trivial matters.Yang Zhou glanced at Chen Jian, and because of his guilty conscience, his smile was very soft, with a hint of flattery unconsciously.

The table knife in Chen Jian's hand fell down on the porcelain plate, and made a slight noise as he slashed downwards.He couldn't help sticking his legs in the direction of Yangzhou. No one could see him under the tablecloth, but he was very familiar with the fabric of Yangzhou's trousers.Yang Zhou dodged naturally, but Chen Jian approached unrelentingly, and was stepped on in the end.

After dinner, we chatted for a while in the living room and drank some wine.In the middle of the night, the guests gradually disappeared, leaving only Fang Xing and Douglas.Fang Xing was drunk, half lying on the sofa, looking straight at Chen Jian.Yangzhou guessed that he had something to say, so he went upstairs with an excuse.

After taking a shower, he took out a small white bottle from the dark compartment, and just as he unscrewed it, he heard a very insincere knock on the door.

"What good food do you eat?" Chen Jian's eyes appeared in the crack of the half-closed door, and then he pushed open the door and walked in openly.

Yangzhou held the medicine bottle indiscriminately in his hand, carried it behind his back, and asked, "Where's Fang Xing?"

"Let's go, Douglas will send him off." Chen Jian went around behind him to grab the medicine bottle, "Let me see what medicine you take."

"It has nothing to do with you." Yang Zhou pushed him.During the fight between the two, the medicine bottle fell to the ground and was stepped on by Chen Jian.

"What are you doing!" Yang Zhou got angry and punched him in the face.Chen Jian turned his head to the right, avoiding the blow in embarrassment, kicked the medicine bottle away, and said, "I know what medicine you are taking."

There was a cruel coldness in his voice, like an evil wizard in a movie who is good at reading minds.

Yang Zhou clenched his fist tightly, and his amber eyes were fixed on him.

"I said," Chen Jian was not afraid of him, and smiled lightly, but the words he said were ugly, "Are you a man after all? It's fine with such a name, and you still take this medicine..."

This slightly insulting provocation did not arouse any angry reaction from Yangzhou.

"Please get out." He said coldly.

"This is my home, I can be wherever I want." Chen Jian's eyes slowly slipped from his eyes, and he smiled maliciously: "You can't have a problem here, can you?"

While talking, he shot like lightning and touched Yangzhou's lower body.Yang Zhou's pupils shrank suddenly, but he was one step too late. When he grabbed Chen Jian's wrist, Chen Jian had already pinched the soft flesh in his palm.

"Let go!" Yang Zhou shouted sharply, while tightening Chen Jian's wrist.

Chen Jian hissed in pain, his smile disappeared, and he threatened with a calm face: "I advise you to be gentle, or if I accidentally cut off your lifeline, what will you do?"

A trace of panic flashed in Yangzhou's eyes.Chen Jian hummed in satisfaction, and deftly traced the shape of the thing through the thin pajama pants.A few minutes later, Chen Jian unexpectedly found that it had hardened in his hands.

"It works." He raised his head in surprise, and joked, "I thought it was just a decoration."

Yangzhou's eyes were covered with a layer of bright water, he was shocked and at a loss, angry and at a loss.The right hand that clamped Chen Jian's wrist had somehow climbed onto the bedside table next to him, and his knuckles were horribly blue and white.

"Chen Jian." Yang Zhou tried his best to restrain his messy breathing, and his voice became a little sharp, "Let go!"

"Don't let it go."

Chen Jian's movements became faster, and Yang Zhou's pants were quickly wetted. He struggled violently again, and let out a low cry of pain under Chen Jian's malicious rubbing and pinching.

His whole body was like a cooked shrimp fished out of the water, with alternating cold and hot sweats, his upper body leaned back so hard that his back was about to break.

Chen Jian put his arms around his waist and dragged him back, comforting his desire again, and asked softly, "What are you afraid of? Did you join some evil religion?"

Yang Zhou closed his eyes in embarrassment, and he shook his head desperately, as if he was in a state of confusion, while resisting, he instinctively leaned towards Chen Jian's embrace.

Chen Jian tore off his pajama pants, grabbed the sticky thing, and focused on pulling it on.

Is it normal?Is it abnormal?Yang Zhou gradually became confused.He felt like he was a bubble in the boiling water, heaving up and down, unable to resist at all.A long-lost, guilty pleasure swallowed him like a tsunami.

During the few seconds of orgasm, Yang Zhou had the illusion that his soul was out of his body.He floated in the air, looking at the walking dead himself with cold eyes.He spurned him, but he also pitied him.

Chen Jian smeared all the viscous liquid on Yangzhou's pajama pants.This move made him feel strangely satisfied, and on the contrary, his desire also expanded.

But now is obviously not the right time.

Yangzhou struggled in his arms, barely relying on his own strength to stand firm, his eyelashes were black and shiny, Chen Jian kissed it, and tasted a bit of salty wetness.

"Isn't it good?" Chen Jian smiled and touched his face, the fishy smell from his fingertips made Yang Zhou tremble.He pushed Chen Jian away, walked quickly into the bathroom, and locked the door behind him.

Before the sound of water, Chen Jian heard the sound of retching.He dropped his arms and sighed regretfully.

"I'm leaving." He picked up the bottle of medicine that rolled into the corner, and knocked on the bathroom door, "The medicine is confiscated, so don't take it in the future."