The day before the Qixi Festival, Lin Chen went on a business trip to the province to attend an academic exchange meeting.

Xing Conglian originally had no opinion on this, after all, it was more than 100 kilometers, and it was only a two-hour drive.

But when Comrade Zhang Xiaolong put the Qixi schedule on his desk, the criminal conglian still beckoned and asked the policewoman to return to him and stand upright.

"What does that mean?" He shook the schedule, and on it, his name was placed in the column of the Ansheng International Mall in Chong'an District.

Zhang Xiaolong said with a flattering smile: "The criminal squad, the General Bureau of the General Bureau is not manpower enough on the night of Qixi Festival, and the above means that the captain and above take the lead in duty and set an example." ”

"The boss is an example, but what about you as subordinates?"

"Our subordinates, of course, are going on a date."

After the policewoman finished speaking, she smiled at him like a happy little woman, then took the schedule from his hand and put it flat on the table with a smile: "Criminal squad, please, a single dog like you will work Valentine's Day." ”

The torturer was so choked that he couldn't speak, until he called Lin Chen in the evening, he was still angry about it: "She actually said that I was a single dog, I just didn't bother to feed them dog food!" ”

The voice on the other end of the phone was a little noisy, Lin Chen seemed to be having dinner after attending the meeting, and there was a staggered sound around him. Maybe it was because he was too busy, Lin Chen just let out a faint "um" when he heard his words, as if he didn't care about it.

When the torturer hung up the phone, he was still a little depressed, although he knew that Lin Chen was not very interested in these festivals, but when he thought that he was going to stay alone in the mall on such a day and watch the couples talk to each other, while Lin Chen was eating with others in other places, this kind of desolation like a cold wind blowing on his face was really indescribable.

Probably because God also thinks he is too desolate, after returning home from work, I don't know what happened to the central air conditioning at home.

Wang Dynasty pressed on the remote control board for a long time, took off only the vest, and then began to howl: "Boss, go buy a new air conditioner immediately, I'm going to be hot!" ”

The torturer Lian looked at him coldly and said, "The heart is calm and naturally cool. ”

"Abuse!"

"What about mistreating you." The convict took off his coat and walked straight into the bathroom.

When he came out, there was no Wang Dynasty in the house, and the sound of young people playing games came from the courtyard.

The evening breeze was pleasant, and the night was very good, but Lin Chen was not there, he looked up at the sky, and then walked back to the room.

Although it was indeed hot at night, after opening the doors and windows, the cool breeze passing through the hall could make people barely sleep, and the torture conglian lay on the bed, looked at the empty pillow next to his head, and closed his eyes.

He couldn't remember how long he hadn't slept alone, but when it was time to sleep, he lost the loneliness of an empty nester.

The room is full of life.

At the head of the bed is Lin Chen's bedtime reading, and at the end of the bed is the pajamas that Lin Chen did not take away.

It is worth mentioning that the bedtime reading is Harry Potter, and the pajamas are gray-white-blue checkered t-shirts and pants.

When was the last time you unbuttoned this pajama set?

He turned off the light, put his arm under his head, looked at the dark ceiling, and slept with his eyes closed.

But......

Of course, I can't sleep for a while.

Xing Conglian couldn't help but think about the difference between sleeping alone before and when he was alone now.

He thought about it for a long time, that is, the bed was bigger, there were more things around, and there were ......

Literary parlance is a sense of fullness in which the heart is filled.

Because of the fullness, he didn't even have time to pay attention to Lin Chen's pajamas, so he quickly slept without knowing who was there.

In the middle of the night, there was a strange noise in the room, and in the darkness, footsteps sounded, and someone crept into the room and stopped by the bed.

The torturer reached out and grabbed the infiltrator's hands, and just as he was about to kick them, the touch of the skin on his hands made him shudder.

He hurriedly changed his posture, pulled the person to his chest, and held it down hard.

The lights are on.

"Tap."

Xing Conglian thought that he was dreaming, but at this moment, Lin Chen was indeed lying on his chest.

His face was fair and lush, his eyes were smiling like water, and he was still dragging the corner of the blanket in his hand, as if he was grabbing it when he was holding the blanket.

"How did you get back!" Torture Conglian was shocked.

"By train."

"Isn't there still a meeting that hasn't been finished?"

"It's warped." Lin Chen said disapprerovitically.

"But I'm on duty tomorrow."

"It's okay, I'll accompany you."

After Lin Chen finished speaking, he wanted to stand up, he buckled Lin Chen's calf with his foot: "Where else do you want to go!" ”

"It's too cold in the yard, add a blanket to the dynasty."

"No way!"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Chen pinched his chin and kissed him: "Let go, I'll be back right away." ”

Lin Chen's voice was a little hoarse, and the collar of his shirt was unbuttoned in two, revealing his neck and collarbone.

The mouth says and releases, but the tail note is raised, which is quite seductive.

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