Intelligence Bureau

Knowing that there will be a test at any time, Skylark is no longer so eager to beat Arnold with a kidnapper.Take people home and just point to a room and stop talking.

Two people with similar personalities are not suitable to be together, let alone people with such special attributes.One does not regard the guest as the guest, and the other does not regard the host as the master.

However, Arnold's voice finally sounded before Skylark was about to disappear from sight, "Actually, I'm not interested in being the guardian of the tenth generation leader. I don't remember being a guardian either."

However, Skylark also replied very quickly with a sentence that can reflect his personal style, "Are you strong? Still very weak."

"I'm strong, but I don't want to deal with a child like you." Arnold turned around and walked to his room after speaking, ignoring the soaring murderous spirit behind him.

Skylark didn't know that he just pointed to a room that was the one that Lennart lived in before. Of course, the current Arnold didn't know either.

He first looked around the entire room, and found that the layout of the room was quite simple, and then he fixed his eyes on the few books on the table. When he had enough time, he could only relax by reading books.

And after reading this, it was one night. Arnold was a little surprised that this book was quite to his taste, but he didn't think it was a book that Skylark would read. It was a book of reasoning...

Putting down the book, rubbing the eyebrows lightly, and looking out the window for a while, relieved the visual fatigue for a while before getting up to get the quilt from the closet, and then paused in front of the open closet.

The knuckles holding the quilt are distinct, sinking into the soft fabric little by little, like the eyes deepening little by little, locking something in the corner tightly, but expressionless.

After meeting Andrea and G at the German pier that day, the three of them surveyed all possible routes that Lennart might have passed, and finally found the paper bag in a clothing store... exactly the same as the one in front of them.

According to the description of the salesperson at the time, a man in white did buy a white windbreaker in the store a few days ago.Other than that, no clues.

Arnold put the quilt in his hand on the ground before he was free to get the paper bag.The movements are slow but precise. From seeing the paper bag, to reaching for it, and then to the touch when it is actually touched, in Arnold's world, he can't find the right words to describe the emotional journey.

The paper bag is not sealed, and when you hold it in your hand, you can see the pure white.So far, it can almost be concluded that this is Leinart's stuff, but why is his stuff in the tenth-generation guardian's house?

Contacting what Reborn told him before, Arnold quickly guessed the whole story, and almost automatically imaged in his mind, the whole process of Lennart Costa's stay at Lark's house...

Again, it's nothing more than a trick that Lenate Costa never gets tired of molesting and being molested.But when he thought of the face of Lark that was quite similar to himself, Arnold couldn't relax his brows.

At first, I was wondering why that man would suddenly go shopping for clothes, but when I thought about his obsessive love for white, that doubt disappeared in an instant.So Arnold placed the paper bag on the table beside him, right next to the book he just turned over. The two items stayed together quietly, and Arnold suddenly felt that they exuded the breath of the same person.

Some answers are on the horizon.

I always seem to be in the air where a man once existed.

Turn around, lay down the quilt, lie down, close your eyes, and shield everything from his darkness, including that absurd inference.

Because of the jet lag, Arnold didn't feel much sleepy, but even so, he lay still and closed his eyes for nearly four or five hours, until he noticed some unusual movements, and the moment he opened his eyes, it was as if The sword is unsheathed.

"Yo~ Long time no see, Mrs. Arnold~"

The speaker is jumping into the room, and the person who heard the speaker is looking back. If the frame is frozen, how should I make a proposition?How about Rapunzel?The affectionate prince climbed the tower to rescue the imprisoned princess.

If he knew that his character was set to be a princess, would Arnold pack up the prince and throw him out of the window?

"Is Mrs. Arnold so touched by seeing me that I can't speak?" Leinart sat on the window rail with his arms folded, and looked at Arnold with a full moonlight in his smile.

"There is nothing to say to those who have not made any progress at all." Arnold did not get up, and still maintained a half-lying posture on the bed, looking at Lennart. A slight anger could be heard.

Immediately, the person by the window smiled even deeper.

"I heard the news of Mrs. Arnold's arrival, but I rushed back without delay~ How can I say I'm a little sad now~" Thinking about the 13-hour flight journey, Leinart wanted to go out and vomit for a while...

It's true that his complexion is not very good, unlike the white one before, his complexion is as dead gray as if painted with a layer of white paint.The person also seems to have lost a lot of weight, and he still wears the white windbreaker, but it hangs on his body as if it is empty on a skeleton.

"No one told you to rush back." Arnold looked away from him, reached for the windbreaker he had taken off, and wanted to put it on.

However, as soon as his hand touched the clothes, he was held down by the other hand. Arnold looked at the owner of the hand, asking what he was doing.

"Try this." Leinart pushed the paper bag in his hand to Arnold's hand, took away his original black windbreaker and put it where the paper bag had been. With those gray-blue eyes.

Arnold raised his eyebrows and looked at the paper bag in his hand, didn't he buy it for himself?What kind of tricks are you playing now.

But when he met Lennart's dark brown peach blossom eyes, he regretted it in just a moment, because he actually compromised under these eyes.

"It fits very well, and Arnold is really suitable for white~ What should I do, I seem to like it more~" Faced with Lennart's almost explicit confession, Arnold stiffened his face, stretched out his hand and began to take it off... without thinking about who he bought it for , I don't want to pay attention to whether it fits or not, the focus now is that he doesn't want to be his molesting and entertainment object at all.

The moment his bony fingers pressed the button, the other hand came up again. With the same movement as before, he was hit twice in a row, and Arnold's eyes darkened instantly.

"I really can't do anything about you. Even if you express a little bit, you still miss me, and you like me, is it so difficult?" Pressing his hand on that hand, a trace of coolness came through the palm of his hand, Leinart's The voice was as pale as the waning moon falling on the ground. Arnold was taken aback for a moment before being led forward by one hand.

The next second, there was a cold temperature on his lips, and he still had the energy to think about how the cold had frozen his lips to this temperature.

"Hey, open your mouth~" Taking advantage of Arnold's seldom distracted time, Lennart carefully traced the line of his lips while luring the cute under the lips to cooperate.

It's a pity that the lovely man's name is Arnold.

"Leinart Costa!" Forced to press the back of his head, no matter how hard Arnold tried, he couldn't keep the distance between the two of them, and he could only put his lips on his lips in the end, and the man was still licking a lot Be happy!

The dark brown peach blossom eyes were tactile, and Arnold couldn't move his eyes away from the control of those eyes no matter how he moved them. In the end, he closed them, as if he had made a big decision. The beasts shot out are generally ferocious.

Lennart Costa!The last time he yelled out the name, Arnold's tongue had already fallen into Lennart's territory preconceivedly. no response.

In this way, is the strategy a success?

After a brief absence, Leinart first firmly reflected the appearance of this person at the moment in his eyes and engraved it in his heart, then reached out and clasped his chin, sucking tightly with the tip of his tongue that swept in, Arnold, you must know , You gave me the reason to never let go.

Arnold, who was originally dominant, was suddenly grabbed by his tongue, sucking as if he was about to be strangled, and his brows suddenly frowned.Seeing this, Lennart smiled so much that even the tip of his eyebrows raised, he clasped the back of the man's head tightly, and completely invaded him.

A verbal battle, the more intense the fight, the more inseparable it becomes.

"Arnold's lip line is very beautiful, and of course the taste is excellent." An extremely sluggish silver thread hung between the four slightly separated lips, forehead to forehead, both of them gasped uncontrollably, But some people still have a lot of gas to tease.

Arnold was adjusting his breathing, trying to calm down the passion just now, when he was plotted against again.Lennart hooked his long legs and wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and the two of them fell together between the soft quilts.Even though there was a quilt as a buffer, the impact of the two 1.8-meter-old men falling to the ground was not small, not to mention that Arnold was the one below, and his head was dizzy for a while.

When he recovered, he was already lying flat and trapped in the world of Lennart Costa.

Seeing the smile that was about to overflow from Lennart's eyes, Arnold's cold and reddish face flashed with astonishment, followed by anger that gradually rose.

"Hey, Arnold, shall we do it?" Lennart's thin lips pressed against Arnold's earlobe, rubbing against Arnold's earlobe intentionally or unintentionally, as if inadvertently pouring hot breath into Arnold's ear.

It caused another burst of tense stiffness in the people below.

"Lenate Costa!" The anger escalated, and the air conditioner was fully equipped, but it still failed to reduce the heat of the scene.Arnold habitually reached for the handcuffs.Damn it!The coat was taken by him!

The author has something to say: I finally came out before the end of today, please tell me that you don't dislike my speed, okay? orz

I managed to let them meet, and not only meet...

Let me tell you how excited I was when I wrote the kiss scene, but the writing is limited and I can't fully express my inner galloping horses, bastard!

Can you feel it? It's that kind of passionate kiss, hot kiss, what should I do, I can't calm down!