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Facing Zhang Rui, Jin Zhou dared to call dozens of brothers and asked Zhang Rui to explain to him in detail what "get out" is.

However, when he heard Yang Shiyu's words "get back", he really could only huddle together, and immediately rolled back to Yang Shiyu's house.

Suffering, regret, and wanting to escape—this is Jin Zhou's mood at this moment.

But he also knows that evasion is shameful and futile.

He buttoned the collar of his shirt neatly, and after confirming that there was no smell of cigarettes on his body, he entered the password and opened the door.

"Why are you working overtime so late today?"

As soon as he entered the porch, Jin Zhou pretended to greet Yang Shiyu naturally, but he didn't dare to call "wife" scornfully, which actually revealed his guilty conscience.

"The end of the year is approaching, and there is a lot of work." Yang Shiyu sat on the sofa looking at the files with a calm expression, and the golden anti-skid chains slid left and right on his shoulders.

Obviously his tone was the same as usual, but it made Jin Zhou inexplicably feel a sense of depression.

"It's really hard for the judge." Jin Zhou shrank his neck and agreed, and changed the slippers lightly, not daring to make a sound.

He originally wanted to go to the bathroom to wash up without anyone noticing, so that Yang Shiyu would not have the opportunity to catch him for questioning, but he had only walked a few steps when Yang Shiyu uttered two words coldly: " stop."

Jin Zhou stopped immediately and stood up straight: "I just went for a walk at the University of Political Science and Law."

Before Yang Shiyu could ask, he had already consciously confessed.

Of course, the so-called confession was just an excuse he made up.

"Walk until now?" Yang Shiyu asked lightly, his eyes still looking at the file in his hand, his expression unchanged.

"There are students playing football," Jin Zhou replied fluently, "I will watch it for a while."

"Really." Yang Shiyu asked immediately, "How many games were played?"

Jin Zhou didn't expect Yang Shiyu to ask so carefully, but he turned his mind quickly enough, and immediately replied: "The first half was 2-0, I thought the red team was going to lose, but in the second half they scored a point. A goal was scored, and another goal was scored within 5 minutes, and finally the score was overtaken by 2 to 3."

Yang Shiyu closed the file in his hand with a snap, looked at Jin Zhou expressionlessly and asked, "Are you commenting on the women's football match the night before yesterday?"

"Uh." Being exposed again, Jin Zhou hurriedly followed Yang Shiyu's words and changed the subject, "Didn't you not watch that game?"

Yang Shiyu always worked overtime in the study, and Jin Zhou couldn't let him watch the game with him, so he could only occupy the entire sofa alone, not to mention how lonely he was.

"You're still disobedient." Yang Shiyu let out a slight breath, lowered his eyes and collected the file, stopped talking to Jin Zhou, took his things and went to the study.

This made Jin Zhou feel anxious instead of guilty.

He imagined that Yang Shiyu would beat him and scold him, and even lock him in the bedroom and not allow him to go out, but he just never thought that Yang Shiyu would ignore him.

Different from the headache and anger every time in the past, this time Yang Shiyu seemed to be completely disappointed in him and didn't want to care about him anymore.

After realizing this, Jin Zhou's heart was immediately filled with great anxiety.

Not wanting to care means not caring, he doesn't want Yang Shiyu not caring about him.

He came to the door of the study and knocked on the door: "Yang Shiyu?"

There was no movement in the study.

Yang Shiyu ignored Jin Zhou until the two fell asleep at night.

Fortunately, he is still willing to lie on the same bed with Jin Zhou, which doesn't mean he doesn't save any affection.

Jin Zhou's wound has healed a lot, no matter whether Yang Shiyu ignores him, he still hugs Yang Shiyu from behind unshakably.

Just like a naughty child, the less he gets attention, the more he will play tricks. He put his hand into Yang Shiyu's clothes, put his forehead on the back of his neck, and whispered: "I was wrong, Yang Shiyu , don't ignore me."

The troublesome hand was grabbed, and Yang Shiyu finally said, "Take your hand away."

"I don't." Jin Zhou tightly wrapped his arms around Yang Shiyu's waist, "Unless you talk to me."

The two stalemate silently for a while, and finally Yang Shiyu compromised first, turned over and lay flat on the bed: "Then you are obedient."

"Why do you always want me to be obedient?" Jin Zhou raised his head sideways, looked at Yang Shiyu and said, "Why don't you listen to me?"

Yang Shiyu made a gesture to turn over again, Jin Zhou quickly pushed him down, leaned his forehead against his ear, and said softly: "It's not that you don't know my virtues, if I am obedient, do you still think I am still me? "

There was a bit of coquettishness in the tone, and even Jin Zhou didn't notice it.

"Do you know that the arrest of Wei Jie failed today, and two policemen were almost killed?" Yang Shiyu breathed out recklessly, "You still have injuries on your body, it is very dangerous to go out."

Jin Zhou was keenly aware that Yang Shiyu's attitude softened.

"Aren't I all right?" The attitude he finally corrected returned to his previous tone, "Why don't you criticize me after something really happens to me."

"You..." Yang Shiyu frowned with a headache.

"Or you can kiss me again." Jin Zhou joked again, "This time, I will count you as three days. Within three days, if you let me go east, I will never dare to go west."

Yang Shiyu fell silent, and the previous silence returned to the bedroom.

Jin Zhou suddenly panicked, he seemed to be making a joke at the wrong time, what if Yang Shiyu ignored him again?

However, when Jin Zhou was thinking about how to remedy it, something happened that he didn't expect.

Yang Shiyu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly turned over, pressed him under him, and blocked his lips with his lips without warning.

Unlike the rampage like last time, the soft tip of the tongue pried open Jin Zhou's teeth and wandered ragingly in his mouth.

Jin Zhou's brain was completely short-circuited. He didn't expect that Yang Shiyu would actually kiss him, but soon, he found that things were not that simple.

A big hand reached into the hem of his pajamas, rubbing the sensitive nipples.

The unprecedented itching hit the lower abdomen, making the soft flesh there stand up instantly.

"Hmm..." A low moan leaked from the corners of his lips, Jin Zhou closed his eyes subconsciously, but he couldn't help but open them a little, wanting to see Yang Shiyu's expression.

The sacred and inviolable Lord Judge is currently licking his lips, licking him gently but also roughly.

The tips of their noses touched each other from time to time, and Jin Zhou's eyes were blurred uncontrollably, but Yang Shiyu was still looking at him calmly, with some glamor mixed in his cold eyes.

"Why do you..." Jin Zhou was almost suffocated by the kiss, and breathed the air greedily, "Sneaking forward?"

He annoys this kind of people the most, obviously everyone is a rookie, but suddenly one day, he was left behind by a long way.

Yang Shiyu seemed to be full after eating and drinking, and lifted Jin Zhou's clothes, buried his head, and tasted the dessert after the meal.

The tip of the tongue swept across the red and swollen nipples, and the stimulation rushed straight to the top of Jin Zhou's head.

He maintained what was left of his rationality, and said stubbornly: "Do you think...that I will...surrender?"

The nipple was bitten hard, and the painful and refreshing feeling made Jin Zhou groan instantly.

Yang Shiyu changed his calmness just now, narrowed his eyes slightly, licked Jin Zhou's Adam's apple, came to his ear and said, "Wearing my shirt and carrying me to the bar?"

"Why do you...know everything?" Jin Zhou suppressed his trembling, and refused to admit defeat no matter what.

An unspeakable expectation appeared in his heart. He hoped that Yang Shiyu would discipline him severely, otherwise he would be even more misbehaving and say even worse things to irritate Yang Shiyu.

"I'm going to see my baby, can you control me?"

The swollen jade was pinched tightly, Yang Shiyu's palm was very hot, but his fingertips were slightly cold, and the alternating hot and cold sensations almost didn't make Jin Zhou vent.

No, it has nothing to do with the temperature, Jin Zhou thought blankly.

As long as he thinks of Yang Shiyu's sacred fingers reviewing the files, he will hold his dirty thing, and he will tremble with excitement.

"How many babies do you have?" Red lips uttered a cold sentence, and the scorching breath enveloped Jin Zhou's nipples again.

"No less...a hundred." As soon as the words fell, the fragile nipples were bitten fiercely, and the two small balls below were squeezed and rubbed mercilessly. The double stimulation of up and down made Jin Zhou's eyes hurt. Tears came out.

But so fucking cool.

It was so cool that he was going crazy.

"You just..." Jin Zhou said with difficulty, "Let's rank one hundred and eight."

"Heh." Unexpectedly, Yang Shiyu was not irritated, but raised his head and hooked the corner of his mouth, "Do your babies know that you are so bad at it?"

Hearing this, Jin Zhou was stunned for a moment, and then his face flushed red: "You, you, you...you are not allowed to swear!"

How can the judge who represents justice say dirty words?

This is even more unacceptable to Jin Zhou than Yang Shiyu wearing gold-rimmed glasses to the bar.

In Jin Zhou's mind, Yang Shiyu is perfect and even more sacred, so he should hold the balance in his hand and look down on all the evils in the world.

How can such a holy and noble judge say "fuck you"?

"Aren't you?" Yang Shiyu's hand never stopped moving, playing with the excited Xiao Zhouzhou.

Jin Zhou's heart can be said to be a war between heaven and man. He doesn't like Yang Shiyu talking to him in a tone that doesn't fit his identity as a judge, but he likes Yang Shiyu doing things that don't fit his identity as a judge.

"Of course I'm not." Jin Zhou said viciously, "I'm fucking big 1."

He wanted to anger Yang Shiyu.

"You're the one who deserves the fuck, a horny judge like you should be gratefully kissing my dick and begging me to feed you."

He wanted Yang Shiyu to lose his cool.

However, these words didn't have any effect, Yang Shiyu asked calmly: "Do your babies know that you are so brave in bed? Oh, I don't know, you haven't slept with anyone yet."

"You, you, you..." After being exposed, Jin Zhou blushed again, "Fuck your mother, I have experienced many battles, okay?"

"Just like you?" Yang Shiyu looked down, and Jin Zhou followed Yang Shiyu's gaze, only to find that he was holding the bed sheet with one hand, and the clothes on Yang Shiyu's chest with the other, all over his body. They all reveal a strong flavor of vegetable chicken.

"Wait," Jin Zhou suddenly realized something was wrong, "Are you still asking me behind my back?"

Yang Shiyu didn't answer, and directly blocked Jin Zhou's lips.

This time, he turned full fire, rubbing the red and swollen nipples with one hand, and touching the swollen genitals with the other, and the tip of his tongue swept over the sensitive area in Jin Zhou's mouth. After a while, Jin Zhou's whole body was as soft as mud, comfortable He hummed submissively.

The swollen genitals obviously reached a critical point. Jin Zhou raised one leg and hooked Yang Shiyu's waist. He wanted to shoot in Yang Shiyu's hand regardless, but at this moment, his big hand suddenly clenched His cunt, the urge to ejaculate stuck at the root, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

"No, what are you doing?" Jin Zhou couldn't help but move his waist forward, wanting to push away Yang Shiyu's fingers, "You let me cum."

"Are you still obedient?" Different from Jin Zhou's urgency, the old god Yang Shiyu asked on the ground.

"Are you going to do this to me?" Jin Zhou raised his chest angrily, "I won't listen, what can you do to me!"

Yang Shiyu put his head down and sucked Jin Zhou's nipples.

"Ah... Damn you... Yang Shiyu..."

I don't know if it was because of licking for a long time, but Jin Zhou's nipples became more and more sensitive, and Yang Shiyu's technique became better and better, knowing where the stimulation could make Jin Zhou unbearable.

"Even if I suffocate myself to death... I will never let you... succeed..."

1 minute later.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu""

During Jin Zhou's sage time, Yang Shiyu went to the bathroom to solve it.

The spring-like bedroom returned to its usual tranquility. Jin Zhou lay on his side on the bed, wrapping up the quilt tightly like a little daughter-in-law, unwilling to recall how he begged for mercy just now.

It doesn't count, he comforted himself, it doesn't count.

This time he was not ready, and was attacked by Yang Shiyu. Next time, he must show his strength and get back all the losses he suffered today.

But speaking of it, how could Yang Shiyu's progress be so great?Shouldn't you watch pornographic movies and learn it secretly?

Hey, Jin Zhou sighed heavily, he really didn't behave well this time.

Why did he only know how to grab the sheets and Yang Shiyu's clothes, but didn't think about grabbing Yang Shiyu's thing to fight back?

He can imitate what Yang Shiyu did to him, and he might not be able to bear it by then.

next time.

Be sure to get it back next time.

The bathroom door opened suddenly, and Jin Zhou quickly closed his eyes, pretending that he was asleep.

"Be obedient in the future." Yang Shiyu came to the bed and lay down, and glanced at Jin Zhou lightly, "You said it yourself."

Jin Zhou was pretending to be asleep, but couldn't help but retort, so he turned over, turned his back to Yang Shiyu, and muttered in a low voice, "Ghosts will believe what a man says on the bed."

"As long as you are obedient," Yang Shiyu paused, "I can still help you in the future."

Damn it, Jin Zhou opened his eyes angrily, cursing in his heart, this bastard is trying to take advantage of him again.

The next morning, Jin Zhou got up from the bed refreshed, and Yang Shiyu had already left for work early.

On the dining table was cooked porridge with preserved egg and lean pork, with chopped green onion and white pepper powder, which perfectly matched Jin Zhou's taste.

After eating breakfast leisurely, and tidying up the dishes, Jin Zhou took the key and went out.

——He really didn't want Yang Shiyu to ignore him, so he decided not to run out at night, but he still took a stroll during the day.

When he came to the car repair shop, he greeted Xiao Wu, and Jin Zhou turned around and went to the consignment shop next door.

At this time, Yu He was counting the accounts, and when he saw Jin Zhou coming, he stopped what he was doing, raised his head and said, "Brother Jin, I heard that you almost had an accident last night?"

"An accident?" Jin Zhou looked puzzled, but he was pushed a few times by the security guards, so what's an accident?

"Didn't brother-in-law catch the rape last night?" Yu He asked.

"What??" Now Jin Zhou was completely puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, "What brother?"

"Your husband." Yu He said, "They said that my brother-in-law went to the bar to arrest you last night."

There was so much information that Jin Zhou got stuck for a moment.

"What is my husband?" He quickly grasped the point, "That's my wife, your sister-in-law."

"Uh, but..." Yu He glanced at the phone, hesitant to speak.

"And that's not catching rape." Jin Zhou didn't know how it was passed on like this, "It's because my wife is lonely at home, so let me go back to accompany him. As a peerless good husband, of course I have to put my wife first bit."

"Oh..." Yu He said.

"Let's not talk about this now," Jin Zhou said, "I have something to do with you."

"What's the matter?" Yu He asked curiously.

"Find some people to distribute leaflets near the Paris Temple." Jin Zhou took out his mobile phone and sent Yu He a message, "Just print the leaflets according to the one I sent you."

"'Door-to-door recycling, support cash'?" Yu He looked at the phone screen and read out the text sent to him by Jin Zhou, "Are we going to expand new business?"

"No." Jin Zhou clicked on another picture, which was the watch that Liu Qian lost, "I want to collect this watch."

After briefly talking about the cause and effect, Yu He finally understood Jin Zhou's intention.

"What if he has already sold the watch?" Yu He asked.

"I still have Plan B." Jin Zhou said, "Just distribute the leaflets, and help me pay attention to whether other colleagues have received this watch."

Jin Zhou guessed that the watch was probably still in Zhang Rui's hands, otherwise he couldn't be so sure that others would not find it.

"No problem." Yu He said, "I'll keep a low profile and inquire."

After Jin Zhou left, Yu He clicked on WeChat, planning to do what Jin Zhou asked him to do as soon as possible.

He scrolled down the WeChat dialog box, trying to find the WeChat of the printing shop owner, but halfway through, he couldn't hold back, and instead clicked on a WeChat group where Jin Zhou wasn't there.

[Yu He: Brother Jin told me just now that that's not his husband]

[Hu Zi: He said that was his wife? 】

【Xiao Wu: He can't admit it】

【Yu He: That's right, it's my sister-in-law】

[Huzi: He is talking hard, the brothers have seen it, when he received a call from his brother-in-law, he almost didn't kneel down]

[Brother 1: Brothers have all seen it]

[Brother 2: Brothers have all seen +1]

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