They greeted Li Moting under the pretext of greeting him, and his eyes were clearly excited and explicit, exactly the same as Lin Baiqian back then.

Li Moting's reaction has always been indifferent, even unmoved, he just bowed politely, but when the policewomen wanted to have further physical contact with him, he seemed to be able to see it in advance, and directly avoided it.

He hated this kind of physical contact.

He just didn't know how he could bear Lin Baiqian being so close to him last night, and even sleeping in his house all night.

After giving a briefing in the large conference room on the latest operation to arrest a prisoner, Yang Wenlong called him into his office.

Li Moting sat calmly on the sofa, watched Yang Wenlong pour tea and water for himself, and finally brought a cup of good Da Hong Robe to him.

Thinking that in the entire public security system, Yang Wenlong can be regarded as one person under more than 10,000 people, in addition to the fact that the director of the bureau can enjoy his personal hospitality, I am afraid that it is natural that Li Moting can act so calmly.

The most important thing is that he is still a young man of twenty years old, thinking that his own son is almost eighteen years old now, but he is still a child who has just entered the military academy, how can he compare with Li Moting.

So he glanced at Li Moting twice, and there was no lack of concern in his tone: "Mo Ting, let's get used to it in our team." ”

"Okay." Li Moting held the teacup, took a sip, and replied calmly.

This kid-

Yang Wenlong looked at his slow tea sipping, and couldn't help but appreciate it a little more: "Mo Ting, do you know how many girls you have lost in your taciturn appearance, if I have a daughter, I will definitely rush to marry my daughter to you." ”

Li Moting listened and showed a surprised expression.

Yang Wenlong asked: "What, do you think I said something wrong?" ”

Li Moting nodded solemnly: "Curious, how many girls in our public security system can be fascinated by me." Not to mention those who are already married, even if they are interns who have just graduated and been assigned, they are at least two or three years older than Li Moting, Li Moting shook his head bluntly: "I haven't thought about this for the time being." ”

Yang Wenlong laughed when he heard this: "Mo Ting, your EQ is all accounted for by your IQ, and when those girls heard this, they were really heartbroken." ”

Li Moting smiled faintly when he heard this: "Yang Ju, you didn't come to me today to tell me about matchmaking, right?" ”

Yang Wenlong laughed again: "You kid, I can't talk to you, care about you?" ”

"Well, that's okay now, can I go?" Li Moting's personality of doing his own thing, even if it is the king of heaven, Lao Tzu did not discuss.

Yang Wenlong was both appreciative and shocked, and when he saw that he really got up and was about to leave, he hurriedly stopped him: "I really have something to tell you, you sit down first." ”

"Got a case?" Li Moting slowly sat back again.

Yang Wenlong took out a case file from the drawer, Li Moting reached out to take it, and when he looked at it, he lazily threw it back to him: "Yang Ju, what is this for." ”

"Hey, Motin." Li Moting looked displeased, Yang Wenlong hurriedly said good words, "Try it, the director's daughter, this year's senior, come to our unit for an internship, a student of the Public Security University, isn't there no way, you help, people can name you." ”

Li Moting refused: "I didn't discuss, I didn't come here to bring interns for you, Yang Ju, the ugly words are ahead, and I won't do it if I'm looking for this trouble." ”

Of course, Yang Wenlong also thought that Li Moting would refuse, how arrogant he was, but he didn't expect that he would be so ruthless, he sighed and waved his hand: "Okay, you go, I'll think of a way." ”

"Don't calculate it on me, otherwise, no one can afford the consequences." After Li Moting said this, he turned around and left the office building.

Yang Wenlong has lived for most of his life, and it is the first time he has been threatened by a twenty-year-old hairy boy, but this kid is kind enough and suits his appetite very much, so he can only call his superiors hard: "Director, I'm Xiao Yang......"

Li Moting has a class on Monday and Friday at school, and his usual time is very free and loose, and the cases in the team are not every day, sometimes he needs to go without sleep for days and nights, and sometimes he can be idle for several days and have nothing to do.

He went home and got a few books to be returned, and went to the library of Big A.

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Lin Baiqian didn't return overnight, this time he went to work for Jiang Xingyue, and he couldn't find an excuse, so he had to tell the truth.

Mao Mao was so excited that she was almost annoyed: "Lin Baiqian, you didn't wake up and weren't joking, did you actually enter Professor Li's house?" Where, where? ”

Wu Shuang pushed Mao Mao away: "The problem is not that I entered his house, but that I slept in his house for one night?" Lin Baiqian, are you sure you're not sleepwalking or dreaming? ”

Only Jiang Xingyue looked at her hand with guilt on her face: "Xiaobai, are you okay with your hand?" It looks so serious. ”

"It's okay, it's okay." Lin Bai smiled lightly and comforted her, "It's just a small scald, it looks serious, and the blisters will be fine if they burst in two days." ”

"But in case of scarring......"

"No, no, no." In fact, Lin Baiqian was also very afraid, but for the sake of Jiang Xingyue, she could only try her best to pretend that nothing happened, there was no class in the afternoon, she smiled and said, "I'm going to the library to return a few books, do you want to go?" ”

Wu Shuang and Jiang Xingyue happened to have physical education classes, and Mao Mao wanted to go to the computer room to surf the Internet, but no one wanted to go to the library.

Lin Baiqian was not annoyed, and asked Jiang Xingyue to help put the book in the bag, and went out with a step of his wrist.

After returning the book at the door, she entered the library.

went to the psychology major bookshelf to find a few professional books introduced by Li Moting, but she found them, but she couldn't reach them on tiptoe.

Suddenly, the book was taken down, and there was a strong and familiar masculine aura coming from behind it.

A big palm fell on Lin Baiqian's shoulder, Xu Jingcheng's yuppie voice sounded, he measured it with his hand, and sighed twice: "Lin Baiqian, you see that people are short, and even the bookshelves bully you." ”

He put his hand on Lin Baiqian's hand, Lin Baiqian trembled, he noticed the injury on her hand, and his dark eyes immediately narrowed: "What's the matter, take it out and I'll take a look." ”

Lin Baiqian hid his hand behind his back: "It's okay, it's okay, it's a little injured." ”

Xu Jingcheng was not polite, and directly grabbed her wrist out from behind, and Lin Bai endured the pain: "Hey, you are light." ”

Xu Jingcheng's eyes deepened in an instant, and Lin Baiqian even felt that his voice was a little lower: "What's the matter?" ”

Lin Bai replied with a shallow hesitation: "Eh, I accidentally burned it when I was working." ”

"You're going to work?" Her back was against the bookshelf, his hand holding hers, the hot heat spreading from her fingertips.

Lin Baiqian was a little embarrassed, but saw Li Moting's figure appear at the end of the bookshelf-