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Back home, Xia Bingyang opened the door, and was the first to smell a strange smell, wrinkled his nose and said, "What's the smell?"

Ji Zheng closed the door, stood in the porch to change his shoes, and also smelled a sour smell: "Has the vinegar been spilled?"

"Not quite like it."

Xia Bingyang walked in, walked in the direction where the smell was getting stronger, and saw half a box of yogurt on the kitchen floor. The yogurt box was nearly two catties in capacity. There are a few fleshy little footprints scattered.

Xia Bingyang became angry when he saw it: "Egg yolk! Get the hell out of here!"

He didn't shout out the egg yolk, Ji Zheng followed the sound, and when he saw the mess on the ground and a few obvious cat paw prints, he immediately understood what was going on, and said: "It's okay, just wipe it clean." He tried his best to find cleaning tools in the storage room, but Xia Bingyang seldom cleaned the room by himself, and hired hourly workers to come several times a week, so the cleaning tools at home were only simple rags and buckets.

Xia Bingyang was very annoyed, pinched his waist and shouted 'egg yolk' a few more times, and then dragged the egg yolk out from the second bedroom.The little orange cat was also covered with yogurt. The yogurt had dried up and stuck to its fur, like a piece of stiff white felt.

Egg Yolk was very clever, as if he could see that the master was in a bad mood, after walking a few steps, he stood still in the living room, blinking innocent black eyes at Xia Bingyang.

Xia Bingyang became even angrier when he saw how sticky and dirty it was all over, pointing at it and cursing: "Look at you!"

Yolk crouched on the floor, blinking.

Not only that, Xia Bingyang also saw that the ground it stepped on left a faint white mark, so he shouted: "Don't move, if you dare to move, I will throw you off the balcony!"

With that said, he ran back to the room and took out a small blanket, and threw it at Egg Yolk from a distance like a loop.The egg yolk is very well-behaved, and it doesn't move even under the weight of the blanket.

Xia Bingyang wrapped the egg yolk into the blanket, tied the four corners of the blanket, and carried the little orange cat tied up by the blanket with only its head exposed to the kitchen counter, as if packing a piece of luggage, so that he could have a look with his own eyes Its evil results.

Ji Zheng came out with a bucket and a rag, squatted on the ground and rolled up his sleeves and asked, "Why wrap it up?"

Xia Bingyang also took off his jacket and rolled up his sleeves to help: "This little bastard has made himself dirty, his body is covered in yogurt."

Ji Zheng said: "Go and help it take a bath, it will be very uncomfortable if you don't wash it clean."

Xia Bingyang imagined the touch of the palm touching the furry body of the egg yolk, and goose bumps immediately appeared on his arms, and he shivered: "No, I dare not."

Ji Zheng thought that Xia Bingyang would not be afraid of cats after raising a cat, but he was still afraid, so he handed the rag to Xia Bingyang and said, "Then I'll help it bathe, and you clean up here?"

Xia Bingyang caught the rag and glared at the egg yolk angrily: "Use it as a mop."

Ji Zheng smiled, untied the blanket, and carried the cat to the bathroom.

Xia Bingyang was rough with his work, and the floor hadn't been wiped clean, so he wet his shirt first, and when he wiped the floor clean, the front of his clothes was soaked with water.He threw the rag into the bucket, went back to the room and pulled out a piece of clothing from the closet. When he got it in his hand, he found that it was the oversized black cotton linen shirt that Ji Zheng wore two days ago.He walked to the bathroom while getting dressed, stood at the door of the bathroom and looked in, Ji Zheng was still squatting in front of the bathtub to bathe the egg yolk.

Xia Bingyang looked impatient: "Throw it into the bathtub and soak for a few hours."

The egg yolk is covered with yogurt, and when the yogurt dries, scabs form, which is very difficult to wash.Ji Zheng's movements were meticulous and gentle, afraid of hurting the egg yolk, so he washed more slowly.

Hearing Xia Bingyang's voice, Ji Zheng turned his head to look at the door of the bathroom, but his eyes darkened, and he paused for a moment.

Xia Bingyang's shirt was too big, and it looked loose and low-necked on him. At this time, Xia Bingyang was rolling up his sleeves with two skirts open, revealing from his chest to his lower abdomen, and the soft material of the shirt concealed his sides , exposing a piece of bare|naked skin on the chest.His complexion is slightly fair, and his skin is firm and delicate like that of a young man who is diligent in fitness exercises. His figure is very good, and almost all the muscle lines can be found on him.

Ji Zheng's gaze paused for a moment between his waist and crotch, which was half covered by the shirt material, and then he retracted his gaze to regain his composure, and continued to rub his hair covered with yogurt.

Xia Bingyang casually fastened two buttons, walked over and squatted next to Ji Zheng, holding a shower to help water Egg Yolk.His neckline hangs down very low, and the size of the clothes is already big, so they are empty on his body, and he can move automatically without wind, and his movements are wide open, so the shirt covering him keeps shaking, shaking slightly. Bow your head and bend over, you will be able to reveal a large bare|naked chest.

Ji Zheng ignored him as much as possible and concentrated on bathing the egg yolk.But Xia Bingyang, who is provocative and unaware, leans towards him, throws the shower into the bathtub, stretches out his fingers to touch the belly of the egg yolk carefully, and immediately stops when he touches it, saying coldly: "Oh, it's sticky. Yes." After speaking, he stretched out his hand to touch it again, this time he touched the egg yolk twice more, tilted his head to feel the touch of the egg yolk's belly, and said, "Mmm...it's quite soft."

Ji Zheng suddenly stopped his movements for a moment, then took off the glasses that had been splashed with a few drops of water and put them on the shelf beside him, and rinsed his foam-stained hands under the shower.

Xia Bingyang wondered: "Brother, why didn't you wash—"

Before he finished speaking, his chin was pinched and lifted by Ji Zheng's wet fingers, and the back of his head was also supported by Ji Zheng's wet hands. Immediately afterwards, Ji Zheng's kiss fell.

Xia Bingyang was stunned for a moment, then wrapped his arms around Ji Zheng's neck.

Ji Zheng kissed him very hard, the kiss was warm, moist, and deep... He pressed Xia Bingyang into his arms forcefully, stroked Xia Bingyang's back, and pressed his hot chests tightly together.

It's not that Xia Bingyang has never been kissed by Ji Zheng, but this time Ji Zheng's kiss was too strong and fiery, revealing his carnal desire nakedly.The muscles and bones of his whole body seemed to be crushed by Ji Zheng, and he was limp in Ji Zheng's arms, with a cluster of warm fire quietly burning in his head.

After parting, both of them were a little out of breath, Xia Bingyang put his arms around Ji Zheng's neck and stopped in front of Ji Zheng's lips, bending the corners of his lips and said: "Go to bed or stay here?"

Ji Zheng's expression quickly regained his composure from confusion, chuckled, and said, "Go and make me a cup of tea."

Xia Bingyang said: "What kind of tea do you drink at this time?" He turned his head and wanted to kiss him again, but he avoided it.

Ji Zheng let go of him, rolled up his sleeves again to bathe the egg yolk, and said, "The green tea bag from last time is fine."

Xia Bingyang was stunned for a while, the doubts in his eyes deepened, after a moment of silence, he suddenly stretched out his hand to touch his crotch.

Ji Zheng paused, took Xia Bingyang's hand away calmly, turned his head and smiled at him: "Thicker, thank you."

Xia Bingyang stared at him and stood in a stalemate with him for a moment, but finally couldn't resist Ji Zheng's patience and perseverance, so he got up and went out.He stood behind the kitchen stove to boil water, folded his arms, with a depressed and puzzled face.He clearly felt it just now, Ji Zheng is not unresponsive, on the contrary, Ji Zheng seems to be more emotional than him, but why doesn't Ji Zheng touch him?

Xia Bingyang couldn't figure it out, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became, the more he couldn't figure it out, the more he couldn't figure it out, the more anxious he became, and he quickly got angry.

When the water boiled, he threw the tea bag into the cup with a cold face and poured boiling water into it.

After Ji Zheng took a bath for the egg yolk, he came out of the bathroom holding the egg yolk in a blanket, and asked Xia Bingyang, "Where is the hair dryer?"

Xia Bingyang said without raising her head, "It doesn't like the wind."

Ji Zheng thought that this little problem was exactly the same as the egg yolk he raised. He hugged the egg yolk and sat down on a sofa chair by the floor-to-ceiling window, put the egg yolk on his lap, and wiped the egg yolk's body with a blanket.

Xia Bingyang finished making tea, put the teacup in front of Ji Zheng, sat down opposite Ji Zheng, crossed his legs, took out a cigarette case from his trouser pocket and threw it on the table.

The sound of the cigarette case hitting the table was a little loud, which attracted Ji Zheng to look up at Xia Bingyang. He saw Xia Bingyang was biting a cigarette in his mouth, frowning, looking impatiently for a lighter in his shirt pocket and trouser pocket, waiting for him He found the lighter, but the lighter was out of order. After pressing it several times, it didn't fire, so his face became more and more anxious.

Ji Zheng watched it change for a moment, then suddenly put the egg yolk on the ground with the blanket, leaned over and took the lighter from Xia Bingyang's hand, lit it with a 'snap', and handed it to Xia Bingyang with the flames together.

Xia Bingyang glanced at Ji Zheng first, then lowered his head slightly, lit the cigarette in his mouth, exhaled a mouthful of milky white smoke, pressed the cigarette to his lips with his fingers, squinted at Ji Zheng, and said: "explain."

Ji Zheng put down the lighter, picked up the egg yolk again, and continued to wipe the water on the egg yolk: "Explain what?"

"Explain why you want tea."

"Maybe it's because... I'm thirsty?"

Xia Bingyang said coldly: "Don't circle around with me."

Ji Zheng stopped what he was doing, raised his head and smiled helplessly: "Okay, why are you angry?"

Xia Bingyang pressed the whole cigarette into the ashtray, got up and walked towards him.

The kitten in Ji Zheng's arms dragged the blanket and jumped off Ji Zheng's lap as if afraid of Xia Bingyang. Immediately afterwards, Xia Bingyang took the kitten's position just now and straddled Ji Zheng's lap.

Xia Bingyang grabbed Ji Zheng's collar, looked down at him and said, "Because you pushed me away just now."

Ji Zheng held his waist, leaned on the back of the chair, looked at him with a leisurely smile and said: "I remember I was kissing you, how could I push you away?"

It was only then that Xia Bingyang discovered that Ji Zheng was so good at sophistry, and faced with Ji Zheng's sophistry, he was at a loss for words.He looked at the clear and distinct affection and tenderness in Ji Zheng's dark and quiet eyes, and he was dumb for a moment before saying: "Then you should continue."

Ji Zheng stroked his face, coaxing a child and said: "It's not enough now, Bingyang."

Xia Bingyang said: "Why not? I'm not young enough? Not handsome enough? Or not coquettish enough?"

Ji Zheng couldn't help laughing while helping his forehead, and said after a long while: "You really—"

Xia Bingyang said anxiously: "What's wrong with me? Tell me quickly."

Ji Zheng said: "Cute, really cute."

Xia Bingyang bent down, buried her face in the crescent of his neck, and snorted: "What's the use of being cute, it won't make you want to sleep with me."

Ji Zheng knew that he had always spoken frankly and frankly, to the point of being frank, and he was used to Xia Bingyang's private language style, but every time he heard Xia Bingyang say such words, he still felt a different kind of stimulation in his heart.

Xia Bingyang was acting coquettishly, but he couldn't hear Ji Zheng's response, so he raised his head and asked angrily, "You really don't want to sleep with me?"

Ji Zheng looked at him with a calm face, suddenly took his hand, put his hand on his heart, and asked in a deep voice: "Have you touched it?"

Through a layer of clothing, Xia Bingyang could feel Ji Zheng's steady and fast heartbeat in his palm. He blushed for no reason, and said with a stern face, "No."

Ji Zheng smiled slightly: "It's a lie."

Xia Bingyang turned her head and looked out the window, ignoring him.

Ji Zheng pinched his chin and turned his face back: "Is Officer Xia still angry?"

Xia Bingyang glanced at him, but still ignored him.

Ji Zheng opened his arms and asked with a smile, "Want to hug?"

Xia Bingyang couldn't hold back any longer, and her waist slumped down, lying on his chest.

Ji Zheng hugged him and whispered in his ear: "Don't be angry, I apologize to you, okay?"

Xia Bingyang said: "No, you haven't explained it to me yet."

Ji Zheng was silent for a long time before saying: "Bing Yang, I value you very much."

Xia Bingyang didn't speak, waiting for him to finish.

Ji Zheng said again: "Although I like you, I never thought that I would be with you one day."

"......why?"

"Until a few days ago, I only regarded you as a younger brother."

"does it matter?"

"Of course, I care about you and respect you. Before that, I didn't have any thoughts about you beyond our relationship."

"But our relationship is different from before."

"I know, but I need time to adjust. You are too important to me, so important...I dare not treat you as I want."

Ji Zheng raised Xia Bingyang's chin and looked into Xia Bingyang's eyes: "Do you understand?"

Xia Bingyang frowned slightly, and looked at him half-knowingly: "You mean...you are afraid of me?"

Ji Zheng smiled lightly: "You can say that."

He thought for a while, and probably understood Ji Zheng's mood.For Ji Zheng, he seems to be a hard-won gift that he has been asking for for many years, like a child asking for candy, hoarse and screaming and rolling for a long time, when he gets it, he will inevitably hold it in his hand like a treasure. act rashly.When a person pays enough attention to something, he will indeed be in awe of it, even touching it carefully.

Xia Bingyang benefited from it, but was still full of arrogance: "Well, I can barely accept this reason."

Ji Zheng smiled and asked: "So we reconciled, right?"

"Ah."

"Then can we talk about business?"

"What's the matter?"

"About that Secretary Liang, do you have something to say to me?"

Xia Bingyang asked doubtfully, "How do you know?"

Ji Zheng smiled and said: "You specifically asked me to stay and listen to you talking with him, don't you want to tell me about him?"

"Yes, I have a case in my hand that I want to talk to you about."

Ji Zheng glanced at the empty chair Xia Bingyang was sitting on just now, and said, "Then go back and sit down, let's talk about business."

Xia Bingyang sat firmly on his lap, hugged his neck, and didn't seem ready to get up at all: "I don't, let's talk like this."

Whenever he persisted, Ji Zheng could only give in, and said helplessly: "Okay, let's talk."

Xia Bingyang succinctly described the discovery of Wu Zheng's body in the northern suburbs, and then focused on the relationship between Wu Zheng, Liang Xiaotong and Yao Zichen.

The collar of Xia Bingyang's shirt was already very low, but after all the twists and turns just now, the collar is now even lower.When he explained the case, Ji Zheng helped him fasten two buttons, and finally straightened his collar, and concluded: "Yao Zichen is Wu Zheng's fiancée, and Liang Xiaotong is Wu Zheng's ex-boyfriend?"

Xia Bingyang lowered his eyes and thought for a while: "It can be said that even if Liang Xiaotong and Wu Zheng have not formally dated, their relationship is beyond that of ordinary friends."

Ji Zheng recalled the conversation between Xia Bingyang and Liang Xiaotong in his mind: "You suspect that Wu Zheng died of love, and the murderer was Liang Xiaotong?"

"At present, it seems that the probability of Wu Zheng's death is relatively high, but I doubt Liang Xiaotong alone."

Ji Zheng quickly understood what he meant: "You mean that Yao Zichen also had a motive for committing the crime?"

Xia Bingyang nodded: "Since Wu Zheng had an intimate relationship with Liang Xiaotong before, I have reason to suspect that he is gay. Since he is gay, it is a deceitful act for Yao Zichen for him to be with Yao Zichen. If Yao Zichen knew that Wu Zheng was deceiving him, then Yao Zichen would be suspected of committing the crime again."

"An extra weight? Could it be that Yao Zichen is suspected of committing other crimes?"

"Yao Zichen married her current husband Shao Yunfeng a few months after Wu Zheng's disappearance, and she gave birth to a child within one month of marriage, so she should have been pregnant in June and July of [-]. We are currently working on the relationship between Yao Zichen's son and Wu Zheng. Zheng's paternity test, if the child is not Wu Zheng's, then Yao Zichen has a motive for committing the crime."

Ji Zheng raised his eyebrows and pondered for a moment: "I understand, what do you want me to do?"

Xia Bingyang blinked, pretending to be confused: "Huh?"

Ji Zheng said: "You told me the case, isn't it for me to participate?"

Xia Bingyang put his arms around his neck and smiled obediently: "I want to find out when Wu Zheng died."

"How to check?"

"Wasn't Wu Zheng's body found on the top of the mountain in the northern suburbs?"

Ji Zheng understood: "It is now August 8th. It has been more than ten days since Wu Zheng and Yao Zichen met for the last time six years ago. You want me to go to the northern suburbs to see if Wu Zheng is buried in the place you found? Where is the body?"

"Hmm, in this way, we can find out whether the person who Wu Zheng kept in touch with Yao Zichen after he separated from Yao Zichen is Wu Zheng himself." Xia Bingyang lay on Ji Zheng's chest and asked, "Is that okay?" ?”

Ji Zheng looked down at him and pinched his face: "Did I tell you that it's not okay?"

Xia Bingyang raised the corners of her lips: "Yes, you told me no just now."

After talking about it, Xia Bingyang would go back and forth. In order to prevent Xia Bingyang from hearing any more annoying words, Ji Zheng wanted to block Xia Bingyang's mouth, but Xia Bingyang's cell phone rang first.

Xia Bingyang straightened up and picked up the phone from the table. He thought it was Ren Erdong looking for him, but he didn't expect it to be Yao Zichen's call. When he left Yao Zichen's house, he left Yao Zichen's private number, which reminded Yao Zichen of Wu Zheng's phone call. Contact him anytime.

Seeing that his face suddenly became serious, Ji Zheng asked, "What's wrong?"

"Yao Zichen's call."

As he spoke, he connected the phone: "Ms. Yao, um, it's me."

Ji Zheng saw Xia Bingyang's face became more and more serious: "What did you say? Who is missing?"

Yao Zichen said: "It's my neighbor next door, named Jiang Zhinan. His wife is next to me, you tell his wife."

Xia Bingyang heard a chatter on the phone, and then a thin female voice: "Hi, Officer Xia, my name is Yu Jiao, and my husband has been missing for six days."