Chu Shi'an probably didn't like the atmosphere of the hospital very much, and she wanted to be discharged the day after she woke up, although the doctor strongly advised her to stay in the hospital for observation, but she still insisted. Fortunately, there is also a doctor at home, although he is a forensic doctor, but it is more than enough to help her treat her wounds.

One sunny noon, Chu Shi'an was discharged from the hospital accompanied by An Shijin. Li Yang'er, who originally said that she was going to pick them up, didn't show up for a long time, but when Li Yang'er finally called to explain, An Shijin seemed to hear the faint sound of slamming the door and Xia Xiaohe's shouting on the other end of the phone. After hanging up the phone, An Shijin patted her forehead suspiciously, and she didn't know if it was because she hadn't rested well in the past few days, she seemed to be hallucinating.

The peach blossoms in the courtyard of the detective institute were almost gone, Chu Shi'an and An Shijin seemed to have missed the most beautiful flowering period perfectly, and now as soon as they opened the door, they saw a layer of petals on the ground that were about to dry out. Chu Shi'an didn't react much, after all, she could see the scene of flowers full of branches every year, but An Shijin felt a little pity, she lowered her head and frowned lightly, and muttered that she didn't even have time to take a photo, and the flowers were grateful. Chu Shi'an glanced at her, and said like An Wei: "I can't shoot this year, so let's wait for the flowers to bloom next year." "Next year?" An Shijin supported Chu Shi'an, and his eyes lit up. "Hmm." Chu Shi'an stretched out his hand to cover his shoulders and coughed lightly.

As soon as he opened the door, the familiar little figure pounced, and An Shijin quickly intercepted halfway, grabbed a handful of hairs on the neck of the little hair ball and stuffed it under his arm, sandwiched it in his arm. The little hair ball struggled desperately, meowing, and disturbing An Shijin's arm. Chu Shi'an was called soft-hearted, and he was afraid that the little hair group would scratch An Shijin: "Put it down." An Shijin gently raised his lips and smiled, opened the door of the shoe cabinet, and then stuffed the small hair ball in and closed the door: "This little thing hasn't seen you for so long, it must not be light or heavy, you are not injured yet, don't let it touch you." ”

In the shoe cabinet, there was a constant meow of small hairballs, and the screeching sound of paws disturbing the shoe cabinet. Chu Shi'an was half-lying on the sofa, his clothes were half-undone, and his eyes kept falling on the shoe cabinet not far away. "Does it hurt?" An Shijin knelt on the carpet, holding a cotton swab dipped in potion to help Chu Shi'an clean his wounds, his peach blossom eyes were full of gentle water, and he looked at Chu Shi'an so gently. Chu Shi'an shook her head, the emotion in An Shijin's eyes was not hidden in the slightest, and such a straightforward gaze made her look away a little uneasily.

"Ann, don't avoid me, look me in the eye, okay." An Shijin's voice is like a witch who tempts people to eat poisoned apples, with a somewhat hoarse voice that is soft and earnest, making it difficult to refuse. Chu Shi'an was half-bare, her fair skin trembled gently with her breathing, she sighed and turned her head to look at An Shijin, her eyes were complicated: "An Shijin, don't be like this, maybe it would be better for us to have such a simple employment relationship." "You're tempted by me, Chu Shi'an, you can see your own heart and mine clearly, okay." An Shijin grabbed Chu Shi'an's hand and gently pressed it on his chest.

Through the clothes tightly clinging to the softness, Chu Shi'an could feel An Shijin's heartbeat, coming from his palm, from slow to rapid from light to severe, as if even his body was slowly vibrating with the heartbeat. "I don't want to wait, you know, I'm not satisfied with that so-called employment relationship with you, you know I want more than that. The moment you were shot, how scared I was, I was afraid that you would really die like that. Chu Shi'an, you probably don't feel that you have any regrets when you die. But I have, I know, if I lose you like this, I will regret it for the rest of my life. Chu Shi'an, I don't want to wait, I want to be with you. I want to live with you, work together, and watch the sunrise and sunset together. Chu Shi'an, now, do you understand my heart? ”

The increasingly hot chest seemed to burn Chu Shi'an's hand, Chu Shi'an withdrew his hand a little wolfly, took a deep breath, and closed her eyes: "An Shijin, can you give me a little time." "Okay, I'll give you time, how long do you want." An Shijin looked at Chu Shi'an seriously, and there was no hint of joke in his dark eyes. "A month." Chu Shi'an didn't like this feeling of being restrained and persecuted, she lowered her eyes, but she also knew that An Shijin was now more serious and strict than ever, although she didn't want to admit it, but she knew that she was used to the existence of the person in front of her. In such an incredible period of time, she got used to the person in front of her, and even wanted to rely on her.

"A month is too long, why don't we shorten the time a little, and let me help you confirm your heart as much as possible." The corners of An Shijin's lips provoked a wicked smile, Chu Shi'an looked at her puzzled eyebrows, what did she mean by this, but before she could react, her eyes were dark, and An Shijin pasted over: "You, hmm" The unspoken words were blocked in his throat.

An Shijin's lips were very soft and sweet, gently sticking to Chu Shi'an's lips and grinding gently, without going deep or forced. The hand that was on An Shijin's shoulder and wanted to push it away unloaded his strength, and then gently grabbed the clothes on An Shijin's shoulder, Chu Shi'an's eyes were long, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the delicate woman who was close at hand closed her eyes with a happy smile on her face. The heartbeat slowly calmed down, and Chu Shi'an slowly closed his eyes, is this a kiss.

Time passed little by little, An Shijin began to be dissatisfied with such a simple kiss, her tongue began to lick and bite on Chu Shi'an's lips restlessly, and then flexibly burrowed into Chu Shi'an's lips and picked her teeth. The flexible tip of his tongue raged in Chu Shi'an's mouth, and when he found the timid kind, he nodded lightly and then teased.

Chu Shi'an's kiss was green and passive, like a babbling child, letting people lead the obedient follow. An Shijin wrapped the tip of her tongue and brought it back to her mouth and sucked it desperately. Exchanging the liquid in their mouths, An Shijin's kiss became more and more frenzied, Chu Shi'an's brows furrowed more and more tightly, and the lack of air in her lungs made her feel suffocated. Just as she was about to reach out and push An Shijin away, An Shijin suddenly moved her lips.

Chu Shi'an looked up at the ceiling and gasped for breath, a lewd silk thread at the corner of her lips was connected to An Shijin's lips. An Shijin's eyes were confused, covered with a thick layer of mist, she stretched out the tip of her tongue and gently licked Chu Shi'an's thin chin, across her slender and white neck, and slowly slid down, the wet tip of her tongue gently picked Chu Shi'an's shirt, slowly slid down, landed on her delicate and beautiful collarbone, and licked it gently.

"That's enough." Chu Shi'an's eyes widened, and he reached out and pushed An Shijin away fiercely. An Shijin was pushed like this, leaning back on the sofa and panting, she stared at the ceiling blankly, raised her hand and stretched out her five fingers to cover her eyes, and began to laugh. The laughter was full of pride and fanaticism, and she choked up and said softly: "Chu Shi'an, you love me, I know, what about you, do you know." ”