Intelligence Bureau

Arnold is still annoyed that he was careless enough to throw away his weapon. Some bastard who used both hands to suppress him has bitten the second button of his shirt with his teeth, and is heading for the third button with great interest. .

His two hands were tightly clamped, as if he was nailed to the ground, and his body was so pressed that he couldn't move at all. The only thing that could move normally was his head, which had a particularly limited attack power.

So Arnold stared at the head buried in his chest, full of desire to unscrew it.

"Leinart Costa, let go," Arnold raised his head and growled at the man, the anger in his voice only increasing.However, Arnold ignored the common sense that when only the head exerts force, the force will drive the bones around the neck to protrude.

Sensing the tightness of the person below him, Leinart slowly raised his head, as if inadvertently, the lips that had been frozen by kisses brushed a certain bulge of his chest warmly, and conveyed the agitation of the past through the shirt Lennart could also fully feel the trembling of the people below him.

A pair of peach blossom eyes wished to be pampered by the whole world, and looked up.

Then came a new round of visual impact.

Under the open placket, the collarbone is tense, which makes people can't help but describe it over and over again.Arnold's collarbone is very beautiful, not the kind of delicate beauty, but the bold and wanton beauty like an eagle spreading its wings.

"How can Arnold ask others to let go, and at the same time seduce him harder?"

Arnold watched helplessly as the twisted head moved forward, and then held his lips again, but with just one bite, he fled away quickly before he could bite.

It's like a loach!

Then some loach rubbed against his chin twice, and settled down on his left shoulder.

With the previous lessons learned many times, Arnold didn't dare to relax at all. His brain nerves were running at high speed thinking about what kind of tricks Leinart was playing again, but someone seemed to really stop now?

A whole furry head was just nestled against his neck, motionless, warm breath spilled over his chest... At the same time, something deep in Arnold's heart began to be agitated.

After 1 minute, it seemed as long as a century, but after a century, Arnold still heard the brisk upbeat voice that belonged to someone so clearly, piercing his eardrums, and went straight to the deepest restless point .

"Arnold, remember this, the beating of the last moment, this moment and the next moment belong to me~" Afterwards, the collarbone was warm and humid... The beating rhythm of the left atrium was no longer the same as before.

Arnold suddenly relaxed, and his gray-blue eyes closed a little bit, as if a tacit consent.How should he deny this established fact.

Sensing the changes in the people below him, Leinart quickly raised his head to find the answer. When he saw Arnold who seemed to be acquiescing, the ecstasy in his heart was irreplaceable for all the previous joys. In an instant, he held his face and kissed him...

That kind of kiss is so wild that you can't wait to swallow the person under you. As soon as Arnold touched it, he felt deep regret. How many ridiculous decisions did he make today? !

But those clear thoughts were quickly disrupted by someone, and with his most turbulent enthusiasm, they rushed to pieces.

I don't know when it started, the hands that were liberated have already inserted the thick black hair, and the distinct phalanges have been hidden.

"Mr. Arnold... are you awake?" There was a light knock on the door, and Cao Bi's voice, which was as precocious as his face, muffled in, and suddenly stiffened a pair of extremely joyful men and women...

Putting his hands on the side of Arnold's head and slightly propping up his upper body, a pair of peach blossom eyes full of passion and desire are now filled with grievances and coquettishness such as "Let's continue, please~ don't talk to him, don't talk to him~" and so on...

As a matter of course, in exchange for a big eye shot by Arnold who was awakened by a basin of cold water.

Lennart still wanted to roll around on Arnold's body twice, until he was so confused that he forgot about the people outside the door, there was another knock on the door without knowing good or bad, of course it was still accompanied by the thick sound of the grass wall Line: "Mr. Arnold?".

Lennart couldn't help but also shot at him, and gave the untouched Arnold just given to the person outside the door, shooting as if the door didn't exist.

"Cough..." I don't know if he asked Leinart to get acquainted with him, or he coughed specially for the grass wall outside the door to hear. After Arnold coughed, he pushed Leinart, who was hanging on him, to the side.

The latter immediately rolled away with resentment on his face, and hugged Arnold's black windbreaker in his arms as if he would not let go...

Seeing this, Arnold couldn't help raising his eyebrows... At this moment, the voice outside the door sounded again.

"Mr. Arnold, breakfast is ready for you, you can just go to the restaurant to eat." Cao Bi outside the door said to the door with a bitter and bitter look on his face, he didn't mind if Arnold opened the door for him, After all, it's the living room, and it's a personal matter.What he minded was that Mr. Reborn called him over to the chairman's house early in the morning, so what the hell did he insist on asking Arnold to wake up?

The important thing is what if the person in the house is the same type as the Chairman of his family, do not disturb the idlers, and do not disturb the acquaintances?Is someone in charge of taking him to the hospital? !

From this point of view, Cao Bi's luck today should be very good, at least he doesn't need to go to the hospital.As for Lennart's alternative revenge, that's another story.

Inside the door, Arnold's eyebrows went from slightly raised to slightly wrinkled, looking at Leinart who was holding onto his clothes to the death, with disgust on his face.If it wasn't for the handcuffs in that windbreaker, he would have slammed the door and let someone squat there by himself.

"Give me the clothes." Arnold said in a deep voice while buttoning his shirt, his voice returned to his usual coldness.It's just that the matter of buttoning a shirt can always give people some more or less daydreams, whether it's the person buttoning the shirt or the person looking at him.

Lennart hugged his clothes again, and a big man just pouted and shouted coquettishly: "Then give me a kiss~"

Several crosses popped on Arnold's forehead, and there was a strong desire to never know this person.

"Bring it." His tone became colder again, and Arnold looked at someone who was huddled at the foot of the table with a dark face, with irresistible determination on his face.

Lennart pursed his lips, and muttered, "It's already aggrieved that H was interrupted, but he stopped at the risk of ed. Now he is still fierce to others, can he still live happily? Balabalabala..." while Reluctantly handed over the clothes.

It was only when Arnold got closer that he heard what he was muttering, and then he slammed the clothes in his hands, turned around with more crosses on his forehead, and didn't want to see someone's face again...

The author has something to say: What a kind author, it’s really nice to put a whole chapter of loving scenes~

Regardless of whether Arnold collapsed or not, anyway, my writing is cool and I can read it~

Regardless of whether Beng Leinart or not, no matter how he writes, this person will not be able to collapse, okay, because he is already collapsed~

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