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"Hmm." Chen Yan opened his lips slightly, nodded his head, and watched him leave.

As soon as Feng Jing closed the door, Chen Yan looked away at Hu Pilan on the windowsill with a sad expression. Then he raised his head, got up, walked to the window, took a deep breath of the smell of weeds, bit his lower lip slightly, and muttered in his heart: "Zhixiong, it's going to be fine." ”

Feng Jing walked aimlessly along the street, trying to pass the time even more aimlessly.

He himself didn't know how long or how long it was, until he came to a remote place, and he walked into a public toilet on the side of the road.

As soon as the door was closed, his figure vanished. He returned to the school's dormitory, where there were no lights, it was pitch black, and everything around him seemed to be made up of darkness. But he managed to find his bed and clean clothes with ease.

When he came out of the toilet, he already had an extra sack in his hand. He poked his head out, looked back and forth, took the sack in one hand, put the other in his pocket, and walked back along the road he had just walked aimlessly.

Three hundred meters away, a Chevrolet buried in the dark. The middle-aged man sitting in the co-pilot put down the binoculars he was holding in his hand and looked at it, and after a while, he put the binoculars in his hand in front of him, looked at the sack in Feng Jing's hand, and looked at his companion with an expression of disbelief: "Did he take something in his hand when he went in?" ”

"Nope." The young man in the driver's seat was also holding a pair of binoculars in both hands, looking at the middle-aged man in a daze through the darkness.

The middle-aged man saw that Feng Jing was so far away that he could hardly see anyone, and picked up the walkie-talkie on the dashboard: "Ah Long, you go to the public toilet to take a look." After speaking, he waved his hand and motioned to continue tracking.

The car moved slowly forward, along the road where Feng Jing had disappeared, and a moving bright spot cut through the darkness.

Feng Jing returned to Chen Yan's residence, the door was unlocked, the same as when he went out. Without knocking, he walked in and looked over to the bed.

Chen Yan was covered with a quilt, looking at the ceiling with his eyes open, very quiet, and he didn't seem to dare to sleep.

"I'm back." Chen Yan looked at Feng Jing with a little more joy on his face, "I thought you wouldn't come back?" ”

Feng Jing shook the burlap bag in his hand, pointed to the toilet, and said, "I'll go take a shower first." ”

Chen Yan winked lazily at him: "Hmm." He nodded his chin slightly.

As soon as Feng Jing walked into the toilet, he wanted to laugh proudly, but he opened his mouth but didn't let himself make a sound, which was very uncomfortable.

As a complete virgin, such a delicate person is waiting for him in bed, if he is not excited, then he is a man with physical defects.

Naturally, Feng Jing was not, he was so excited that he rushed out wearing a pair of pants before he could dry his body.

But the unfortunate scene appeared the moment he came out of the toilet, Chen Yan was laying him on the floor, and his excitement was suddenly stopped.

"So fast, washed?" Chen Yan turned around and saw Feng Jing, who was drenched and exposed, standing at the door, hurriedly got up, pulled the cold towel through the window and threw it at him.

Feng Jing took the towel and walked towards Chen Yan while wiping the water droplets on his body in frustration: "I'll come." ”

Chen Yan didn't answer, smiled at him, and lay back on the bed, leaning sideways to watch his every move.

After Feng Jing laid out the floor and leaned against the window to blow the wind, Chen Yan asked softly, "Feng Jing, can you tell me who you are?" ”

Feng Jing was stunned for a moment, then turned around and grinned: "Student, who do you want me to be?" ”

Chen Yan inadvertently glanced at Hu Pilan on the windowsill again: "Don't say it." "Don't turn around, turn your back to Feng Jing.

Feng Jing's smile froze on his face, he was stunned for a while, then withdrew his face, walked to the door and turned off the light.

Chen Yan, who had his eyes closed, opened his eyes suddenly, and in fright, his body shrunk into a ball, and he stared at the darkness with wide eyes: "Turn on the light, turn on the light, I beg you." ”

Feng Jing hurriedly turned the light back on, rushed to her, and stroked her arm: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

Looking at the handsome boy in front of him, Chen Yan suddenly threw himself into his arms and shook his head slightly: "Feng Jing, I'm afraid, I'm really afraid, don't turn off the lights, okay?" ”

"No, no." Feng Jing hugged her and stroked her back, as if comforting her own child.

When Chen Yan calmed down, he also calmly walked to the ground bunk and lay down, looking sideways at the delicate child on the bed.

Chen Yan also turned sideways to look at the handsome boy lying on the floor, the two smiled at each other when they were embarrassed, and then continued to look at each other's pupils.

Until Chen Yan's mobile phone rang, he turned around and looked at his phone. There was an unread text message from an unfamiliar number in his mobile phone, and when he opened it, his face became gloomy for a moment.

The text message reads: Let him go to your bed, and then give me a heart, I will let you never see your boyfriend.

"What's wrong?" Feng Jing raised his head and looked at Chen Yan's sideways.

Chen Yan hesitated, pressed his phone, and put it back on a small stacked table next to the bed. When he looked back, he had a smile on his face: "It's nothing, a text message from a stranger, maybe it was sent by mistake." As he spoke, he looked at Tiger Piran on the windowsill.

Feng Jing sighed and lay back again, the two looked at each other, occasionally smiling.

"Feng Jing." The delicate girl on the bed still opened her mouth.

Feng Jing still lay down and looked at her, and hummed softly. It seems that there is nothing better in the world than looking at a girl for a long time, and that girl is not ashamed or disgusted by it, and can accept the outpouring of her heart.

"Didn't you just ask me who I wanted you to be?" Chen Yan's head rested again.

Feng Jing looked at her in surprise, but there was a little more peace in her heart, as if she hoped that she was no one who had nothing to do with him, she lowered her head again and asked, "Who is it?" ”

"My man." Chen Yan still said calmly, as if this was a normal chat, and there was nothing to make a fuss about.

Feng Jing was stunned, and turned his head away: "Forehead ......"

"You think I'm dirty?" Chen Yan looked up at Feng Jing's eyes slightly, his face gloomy.

Feng Jing hurriedly sat up, his hands couldn't help swaying in the air: "No, what age is it?" ”

Chen Yan pursed his lips and rested his head on the pillow with peace of mind: "Feng Jing, are you willing?" Chen Yan twisted towards the edge of the bed, vacating a lying person's empty space, and gently patted the empty space with his hand.

Feng Jing's eyes looked at Chen Yan again, as if he was re-identifying the person in front of him. Feng Jing didn't speak again, and his body jumped to the bed.

Neither of them spoke, and it was enough for them to look at each other.

Would you like to? Well, he's a virgin, and she's not a virgin anymore.

Looking at it, Feng Jing's head leaned towards Chen Yan's face, getting closer and closer, Chen Yan slowly closed his eyes, like a child who was too tired to do it, but wanted to be strong, very cute.

The lips touched, nothing surprising happened, and soon the tongues of the two were tangled. Feng Jing first held her head, and then touched down from her neck until she slid between the twin peaks and her beautiful buttocks. He gasped and his lips moved down from hers, cheeks, chin, neck, shoulder blades......

She whispered, and the hand that was naturally placed on Feng Jing's face also began to caress his body, and she couldn't control herself anymore.

Feng Jing quickly took off her long-sleeved T-shirt, and was about to take off her pants and reach for her lower body when Chen Yan stopped and grabbed his hand that was sliding down from his abdomen.

She looked at the pot of tiger piran, her eyes glazed.

"What's wrong?" Feng Jing stopped the movements of his hand and looked at the delicate woman in front of him gently.

"Do you love me?"

"Love!" Feng Jing replied without hesitation.

"I'm not clean."

"What age is it?" Feng Jing said with some disappointment, which reminded him of her unbearable night.

"But what about the girl?"

Feng Jing didn't speak again, and withdrew the hand she was holding, without too much expression on her face.

He told the girl that he loved her and that he wanted to protect her. The memory is still fresh, and he has not forgotten it.

All desires and impulses were washed away by her words, leaving only silence for each other.

Feng Jing turned around silently, picked up the long-sleeved T-shirt he threw on the floor, and put it in front of her. Lifting the corners of the quilt covering his body, he whispered, "I'll go down and sleep." ”

As soon as his feet touched the ground, his right hand was tightly grasped by Chen Yan, and he turned his head to look at her.

She bit her lower lip slightly and said softly, "Don't go, just lie here, okay?" ”

Feng Jing grinned thin lips, smiled, grabbed her hand with her right hand, covered it with her left hand, lifted the quilt, and lay back in front of her. After staring at each other, Chen Yan buried his head in his neck, like a baby.

He put his arms around her as if he were holding a baby.

On the opposite side of the window, on the roof of the office building 500 meters away, it was pitch black, and the silver glowing display screen was especially bright in the dark night.

Two young men in gray coats wore headphones and sat in front of the display, looking straight at everything in the display. The image on the display screen was Feng Jing and Chen Yan hugging each other, as if they were staging a live broadcast.

At the front end of the railing of the office building lie two tall men in gray-green military uniforms, mingling in the darkness, and if you don't look closely, you can't tell whether they are people or objects. The one on the right holds a pair of military binoculars in his hand, and the tall man on the left has an M200 long-range sniper rifle in front of him. The two of them lay motionless on their stomachs, both facing the lighted rental house five hundred meters away.

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