side edge

The temperature in Qinjiang is slightly cooler at the end of October. It is not the season to turn on the heating. The wind on the roadside is strong, and the temperature inside the car is slightly warmer than outside.

After the two got into the car together, they sat in the back seat, and the time was not awkward, and it was only enough for them to squat for about twenty minutes.

I've been really tired and sleepy recently, Ji Liao found two pillows for a nap, put the pillows on the back of their necks, closed their eyes, and soon fell asleep in a daze.

Since he didn't have the habit of taking a nap, after squinting for a while, Ji Liao opened his eyes first.

He yawned, looked up at the central rearview mirror directly in front of the car, saw Yan Cun's head tilted there, and was about to fall to the side, Ji Liao quickly moved the pillow on the back of his head to his shoulder On the ground, adjusted his posture slightly, and put the opponent's head on his shoulder.

Yan Cun has always slept badly, always moved, and couldn't lean firmly on the small pillow. Now that he leaned on Ji Liao's shoulder, he behaved a lot, moved his position, and his breathing became long and even.

Ji Liaoding did not move, the car was too quiet, his head lowered a little, his eyes looked down at Yan Cun, from the corner of his forehead to the tip of his nose, he finally stopped at slightly open. On my dry lips, I stayed for a while.

He looked in the direction of the central rearview mirror, and saw the two of them leaning against each other in the mirror, very close to each other. He could see clearly that Yan Cunna was relaxed and defenseless, dazed and sleepy, putting away his edge...

In fact, there is not much sharpness at ordinary times.

In the past, Yan Cun was always gentle and serious when handling cases. Outside, he put on his uniform, his tie and epaulets were tied meticulously, and the corners of his clothes and neckline were neatly arranged like obsessive-compulsive disorder. I am still very defensive, and it is almost rare to be in an open place like now...

It's not considered to be in an open place, but the car windows are not covered with anti-peeping film, and it is rounded up and counted as sleeping outside, and they sleep crookedly.

Thinking of this, Ji Liao couldn't help but smile, a little lost in thought.

With a thought in his mind, he couldn't stop his surging thoughts. He moved his hand up, wanting to touch the person's cheek. When he looked up, he found that Yan Cun had woken up early. He didn't speak, and stared at him through the rearview mirror. for a while.

Ji Liao stopped immediately.

The air in the car was too quiet, he couldn't move his hands up and down, a little embarrassed, sighed, and simply pinched Yan Cun's cheek with his hands.

Yan Cun blinked but didn't move, as if he was thinking about something, Ren Jiliao rubbed his face with his hands, and asked vaguely, "What time is it?"

"It's only been 10 minutes," Ji Liao coughed unnaturally, "Are you still sleepy? Do you want to sleep a little longer?"

He was just about to stop, but the other party grabbed his wrist and covered the back of his hand. It was a little cold, so he turned around and grabbed Yan Cun's hand, covering his palm.

"No." Yan Cun yawned: "I was too sleepy just now, I had a very long dream, I thought I slept for a long time."

"Hmm..." Ji Liao asked, "Are you too tired?"

Yan Cun said "It's okay", slowly lifted his head from the pillow, grabbed Ji Liao's hand with his fingertips, and said, "The main case is not closed for a day, and it's easy to worry about it." ... It's an old problem, and it will be fine after a while."

Ji Liao gave a soft "um" and put the little pillow on the rear partition: "Eat when you should eat, and sleep when you should sleep. Don't think about it too much after get off work, or you will be prone to anxiety..."

Just as he was about to turn around, he felt the skin around his neck cool down. He turned his head suddenly and found that the other party touched his neck with one hand, and leaned forward, very close, staring at him for a while without blinking.

Ji Liao froze in place, his breathing became disordered, and he didn't have time to finish his words.

He thought about it for a while, and felt that he shouldn't ask this at this time, but he still asked tentatively: "... What's wrong?"

Yan Cun didn't speak, his eyes were slightly closed, and he moved his hand to Ji Liao's shoulder as if trying to cover up: "The epaulets, let me crooked the pillow."

Ji Liao let out an "oh" in a daze.

Yan Cun nodded, stared straight at the epaulets on Ji Liao's uniform, and tidied up his hands, with a focused and serious expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ji Liao felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he didn't dare to move. It took a while before he heard the other party say "Okay".

Ji Liao gave an unnatural "hmm" and didn't speak any more. He looked down at the hand that was still on his shoulder, and his whole upper body was still tense there.

The air in the car was silent again for a few seconds.

"Well, I'm really a little anxious," Yan Cun answered his previous question, "It may not only be about the case, but also about other aspects."

"?"

"It's nothing..." Yan Cun shouted again, "Ji Liao."

"Huh?" Ji Liao asked, "What?"

Some ambiguous thoughts came to Yan Cun's mind, he let out a breath, his thoughts were preoccupied by impulse, he simply raised his hand to touch the neck above Ji Liao's uniform shirt, chuckled lightly, stretched out his hand around his neck, embraced him and kissed him , without any hesitation.

Ji Liao was stunned, and the conditioned reflex stayed where he was, and he stretched out his hand to press the person into his arms.

It's hard to tell who started it first, it seems that the two of them didn't intend to just stick it up, and they didn't close their lips too tightly. When they recovered, their hot breaths were already intertwined. The atmosphere also became sultry.

"Well……"

There seems to be a beam of electricity rushing up the spine, the senses all over the body are uncontrollable, and the attention is naturally focused on the lips and tongue, which is different from the previous probing touch, sticking and kissing, as if wanting to separate They were average in stature, eager and enthusiastic. The uniforms that had been pressed neatly and neatly were crumpled a bit, and both of them were breathing a little hot.

The heartbeat became faster and faster, the oxygen in the chest became thinner and thinner, and Yan Cun's eye sockets filled with water vapor.

After a while, Ji Liao slowly let go of him, touched his lips again, put his hands on his waist and did not move, and found that Yan Cun's lips had been bitten out by him at some point.

After calming down and breathing for a while, Yan Cun finally recovered from the suffocation, the tip of his nose shrugged unconsciously, smelling a bit of blood, and the tip of his tongue licked the small wound from the corner of his mouth.

He stared blankly for a while, met Ji Liao's eyes, and realized that they were a little close, and then realized that he was tightly embraced by Ji Liao.

He didn't dare to look at Ji Liao anymore, he was a little shy, closed his eyes, lowered his head and leaned against the other's neck.

He rested his hands on Ji Liao's ilium, calmed his breathing, and didn't speak. Ji Liao's voice was a little hoarse, he closed his eyes, his breathing was a little hot, and he rubbed his hands gently.

Yan Cun let out a soft "huh", and felt that the voice was a bit ambiguous, he suppressed his emotions forcibly, bit his lower lip lightly, no matter how much Ji Liao teased him, he didn't make a sound.

Confused, he breathed a few breaths, remembering that his sudden proactive behavior just now was indeed a bit inexplicable, so he pretended to be calm and explained: "I don't know what's wrong with me."

Ji Liao also let go, trying to calm himself down, and let out a hoarse "hmm".

In fact, Yan Cun was very clear in his heart, his physical and psychological reactions clearly told him what was going on, maybe he was really stimulated, he didn't think of what to say for a long time, he didn't raise his head, his voice was muffled Mention came out: "I don't know what's wrong."

"It's okay." Ji Liao sighed, hanging his hand in the air for a while, finally rubbed the furry head leaning on his body, lowered his head and kissed the other person's forehead, and said softly, "It's okay, it's okay if you don't know, take it easy Think slowly."

Yan lived in Ji Liao's arms for a while, and it took a long time before he said "Yes" and said, "I see."

The two stayed in the small and claustrophobic car for a while, and finally calmed down. The alarm clock that had been adjusted at the beginning rang, and the two of them did not move for a long time. They did not move until people arrived at the city bureau one after another outside the car window. A little distance apart, each moved a bit, and returned to the original position.

Yan Cun tidied up the wrinkled corners of his clothes, kept looking out of the window, feeling a little emotional—just now he didn’t pay attention to whether anyone was passing by outside, and now he was afraid of being late, and hurriedly unbuttoned a few buttons He put on his tie, and wiped his lips with his fingertips, not daring to look at himself in the mirror.

His upper and lower lips and the corners of his eyes were a little abnormally red, as if he had been bullied. He looked pitiful, not at all in keeping with his usual calm and serious appearance. On the other hand, Ji Liao, who was wearing a uniform and tie, was as meticulous as he was at the beginning. There is no difference, just now I just raised my hand to wrap around Ji Liao's neck, focusing all my attention on my lips and tongue, and never thought of attacking other places to occupy some points.

He really couldn't bear the sweltering atmosphere in the car, and he was a bit shy, so he opened the door and got out of the car, and whispered to Ji Liao, "...lose money."

"?" Ji Liao was stunned for two seconds, then came to his senses and chuckled lightly: "Isn't all my money yours?"

He stretched out his hand to help Yan Cun straighten the messy uniform tie, got out of the car with him, and they walked towards the office together.

"...Why do I want money?" Yan Cun shifted his eyes and didn't dare to look at Ji Liao. He deliberately said a little more because of embarrassment, and gritted his teeth and said viciously, "How can the uniforms of our civil servants be measured by money?!... Anyway You can figure it out for yourself! Figure out a way for yourself, and talk about how to pay for yourself!"

Ji Liao noticed that Yan Cun's neck was extremely red, and his voice was still unsteady, so he finally couldn't help laughing for a long time - obviously the whole person hadn't calmed down yet, the wound on the side of his lip was still hanging there, and his mouth was still very tight. Not forgiving.

He followed up step by step, seeing that there was no one else around, he stretched out his hand around his neck and hugged Yan Cun, and whispered into his ear, "I don't have uniforms for civil servants, but I'll buy whatever clothes you want." How are you? Whether it's serious or not..."

"Cough!" Yan Cun's ears were itchy, he held back his laughter, and looked around, "Be serious! It's almost time for the office! It's time to work!"

"I know, I know, serious." Ji Liao let go of him, and said in a drawn-out tone, "I didn't know who it was just now, and I started kissing when I hugged someone, and even sat on someone's lap while kissing and kissing..."

Yan Cun let out a "tsk", and quickly made a 'stop' gesture, and the shyness that had just been suppressed started again.

After reconfirming that there was no one around, he followed suit and said in a low voice, "I don't know who was messing with people's clothes just now."