Jiang Chengze opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling, turning his head to look around for a moment.

Yan Shi sleeps very honestly, in the middle of the night, almost motionless, but if you look closely, his expression is rarely relaxed, and he even looks well-behaved in the overly hazy night.

It seems that he trusts Jiang Chengze as much as he said.

Jiang Chengze sighed tiredly.

If it would be better if he cut through the mess with a quick knife and shoot him cleanly, he wouldn't have to be terrified, struggling with constant speculation and temptation.

Jiang Chengze closed his eyes, wiped the cold sweat from his palms at the corner of the quilt, and then rolled over with all his might, his elbows touching the soft mattress, and his chest was touching his shoulders.

"Words ......" Jiang Chengze leaned in his ear with extreme gentleness and bewilderment.

Yanshi's eyebrows twitched slightly, and then he reflexively shrunk his neck, avoiding the hot and moist breath in his ears.

Jiang Chengze gently lowered his head and rubbed lightly on the back of his neck, and his right hand quickly reached into the hem of his clothes, stroking the slightly convex spine.

Yan Shi turned out to be thinner than expected, not short when he stood up, but only a small lump when he shrunk on the bed.

The waist is too thin for an alpha to be able to grasp at once...... The skin is too smooth, not a single scar, not a single callus.

Jiang Chengze stared at the tightly closed eyelids of Yanshi, his hands moved arbitrarily, and his eyes were so calm that they were almost blank.

He gradually kneaded his back and stroked his protruding shoulder blades, and the pheromone taste of Alpha on the tip of his nose was refreshing and peaceful—unexpectedly repulsive.

Yanshi's eyebrows couldn't help but tighten again, he turned over and tried to stop the rough and hot things that were swimming behind him, Jiang Chengze hurriedly followed his strength and lowered his body, and most of his forearms sank into the soft flesh.

Jiang Chengze looked up stiffly, his jaw line was gentle, his facial features were undulating, and his eyeballs were trembling under his eyelids, as if he was dreaming.

The appearance of the words was too relaxed, and Jiang Chengze couldn't try anything more no matter how suspicious he was, so he took a deep breath and slowly pulled his forearm out.

Yan Shi hummed dissatisfiedly as he moved, raised his hand in a daze, touched the sheets, and looked down with his eyes half-opened.

Jiang Chengze's arm was covered with a layer of fine sweat, and the skin was sticky.

Shi Shi also raised his head slightly at this time, and when his forehead touched Jiang Chengze's shoulder, he saw his home clothes that were pushed to his chest.

Verbal Style, "......"

Jiang Chengze raised his eyes to look at him, and his eyes were calm and broken.

On the contrary, he was a little at a loss.

The touch of his waist is unfamiliar and clear, Jiang Chengze's breath is sprayed on the sensitive neck, and his eyes are strongly hooked.

His heart was beating a little fast, and he pushed him away and pulled his clothes away, the tips of his ears were red.

Jiang Chengze looked at him cross-legged, "Actually, I always feel that the game is over." ”

Yan Shi raised his eyes and retorted fiercely, "No! ”

Jiang Chengze was stunned for a moment, and smiled for a moment, "Then there is no one." ”

His attitude annoyed the words, he got up and got out of bed, took out a card from his coat pocket and slapped it on Jiang Chengze's chest, "Listen, I don't have any interest in your so-called emotional game, my non-committal words do not mean that I default to your repeated overpassing, hunger and thirst will be solved, I am not someone you can touch casually." ”

Jiang Chengze was stunned for a while, turned on the bedside lamp and took a look.

Lonely, lonely, young ladies are waiting for you~~

There are all kinds of types! Contact number: xxxxxx

Jiang Chengze, "......"

Half-loud, he asked in a difficult manner, "Where did you get this kind of thing?" ”

The words were wrapped in the quilt and said without any ups and downs, "Get out." ”

Jiang Chengze, "......"

He sighed, got dressed, and went downstairs to smoke.

Pursuing a partner and a friend are two concepts.

If you want a wife, you have to be patient and grind slowly, and you can say whatever you say, at least it seems that she wants to be completely in a dominant position.

But in fact, what Jiang Chengze can do secretly is also very limited.

He thought about it, typed a complex password into the terminal, called up a secret second system, and sent a text message to Seman.

"I have handed over to the informant in the seventh district, and my words and actions are low-key, and I can't test his power for the time being."

The first district is about the same time as this time, and Saiman is afraid that he will sleep soundly at this time, and he has not replied for a long time. Jiang Chengze sighed, turned upstairs and took the card on the bedside table, and walked out of the villa.

The doctor's clinic had a light on it, and he himself was crouching in the doorway, not knowing what to do, when he heard footsteps and was startled.

"Less, young master?"

Jiang Chengze looked down at a shiny scalpel in his hand, put his hand in his trouser pocket, and kicked lightly on the side of his thigh, "What are you calling." ”

"Oh," the doctor wryly rubbed against the side of the steps to make room for him, "Mr. Jiang?" He asked, "...... Are you okay? ”

Jiang Chengze glanced at him, "What's wrong, my wife is angry again," he paused, "You want to comfort me?" ”

The doctor seemed a little anxious, "No...... Can you talk well. ”

Jiang Chengze turned his head and spit out the cigarette butt, casually raised his hand and patted the back of the doctor's hand, and took the scalpel with his hand to take a look, "I'm talking well, but it's you, inexplicable." ”

He handed the card along with the scalpel, "Look, my wife asked me to go to prostitution. ”

The doctor looked down for a moment, "Are you going to go?" ”

Jiang Chengze snatched the card, "I'm going to wait," he said, "If he doesn't apologize to me this time, I'll really go." ”

The doctor asked, "You're just waiting?" ”

Jiang Chengze stared at him, his dark eyes were brightly reflected by the light, "I'll just wait...... Two days. ”

The doctor nodded as if he didn't understand, Jiang Chengze patted him on the shoulder, and walked to the position of the bar.

Yan Shi is cold to people, and he is also cold to that kind of thing, Jiang Chengze doesn't believe that there will be any blind person who dares to stuff this kind of thing into the hands of a person with a cold face, and he doesn't believe that Yan Shi will condescend to ask for it.

Then I am afraid that there are only two purposes for getting this kind of card, one is to lure, and the other is to mislead.

lure Jiang Chengze into this bar, and then catch a turtle in an urn and kill him, or he will make a noise, and slip Jiang Chengze in the wrong direction to spend time but in vain.

If it is the first type, then Jiang Chengze can conclude that the speech style has discovered his identity, and if it is the second type, it means that the speech style is still in the stage of doubt.

Jiang Chengze stood at the door of the bar, looked at the extremely high-profile door, and shook it in with his hands in his pockets.

It's up to him to see if he can come out alive tonight.

If he is alive, then the next move is to try to dispel his doubts, and if he can't, the doctor will report what happened to Seman.

Words, sure enough, I still don't know enough about his dog virtue of not crying when he doesn't see the coffin.

Jiang Chengze pushed away a drunken woman, and went straight to the point to find the staff passage of the bar by sticking to the root of the wall.

"Wait, sir." Someone called him from behind, "You can't go in there." ”

Jiang Chengze took the time to look at him, "I know your manager." Without saying a word, he continued to walk inside.

The waiter ran over to stop him in a hurry, raised his hand and grabbed the corner of his coat and refused to let go. Jiang Chengze didn't look back, dragging the waiter to walk like flying, and at the end of the passage, he was blocked by a figure that suddenly appeared in his chest.

"Get out of the way." Jiang Chengze said.

The man was a head shorter than him, but he didn't frighten him at all, he stood still and didn't move, "I'm the manager." ”

"I heard you know me?"

Jiang Chengze, "......"

The man motioned for the waiter to let go, and looked Jiang Chengze up and down a few times with a playful look in his eyes, "Come here." ”

Jiang Chengze raised his eyebrows and followed, "It seems that the manager knows me." ”

"I've heard," the manager opened a side door, and it was still a wooden door lock that had been abandoned for many years, "The fiercest Alpha in the third district, right?" ”

Jiang Chengze touched the door frame curiously, "Who did you say?" ”

"Your boss."

Jiang Chengze smiled.

Just kidding, it's impossible to say that about him.

The manager's index finger stroked his lower lip again and again, pacing in front of the ceiling-high wine cabinet, when he was suddenly approached from behind, his hands twisted behind his back, and his side face resting on the glass cabinet door.

Alpha's breathing was extremely light and his movements were sharp and skillful, controlling his prey in a perfectly superior stance, the blade hidden in the ring glowing white through the thin fabric behind him.

Trained, powerful and authoritarian.

"Who the hell are you?"

The manager listened to Jiang Chengze's deliberately lowered voice, opened his lips slightly, and the mist stained the white, clear and clean glass.

"It's pretty fierce."

He licked his lips boldly under Jiang Chengze's hazy and bloodthirsty eyes, and the curvature of his neck was amazing, "Am I good-looking?" ”

Jiang Chengze mercilessly stabbed the skin on the back of his waist, but the corners of his lips smiled, "Baby, such a beautiful mouth has to say useful things." ”

He skillfully adjusted the angle of his arm, and in an instant, he turned the manager's body one hundred and eighty degrees, half-wrapped the back of the manager's head against the cabinet, raised the other hand with the knife, and slowly licked the blood stains that flowed to the back of the hand under the manager's gaze.

"Don't let me torture you."

The manager chuckled flatteringly from the corner of his eyes, and suddenly leaned over and kissed Jiang Chengze's lips.

Jiang Chengze's eyes narrowed, and his subordinates showed no mercy.

The taste of blood between the lips of the two welled up, and then Jiang Chengze let go of his hand and took a step back, the manager held on to the cabinet door to support his crumbling body, and looked at him with a clear and cold look.

Jiang Chengze wiped his mouth and turned his head to spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, "Say." ”

The manager covered the bloody wound in his abdomen and snorted coldly, "Kill me, you don't want to live until you walk out of this door safely." ”

Jiang Chengze went straight to the point, "Do you know the style of speech?" ”

The manager didn't answer and asked, "Have I shown half a bit of hostility since you came in?" He knocked on the wine cabinet behind him, "It's so bad to ask you to taste wine?" ”

Jiang Chengze was stunned.

Is this the territory of the words?

Several waiters slammed the door open, and ran in to pick up the manager with a look on their faces as the sky collapsed.

"Get out of here." Said the manager.

Jiang Chengze reluctantly lit a cigarette at the door of the bar, took a deep breath, and inadvertently saw another flickering point of light.

It's a form of speech.

He stood at the other end of the steps, leaning against the wall, his fingertips slightly red from the cold air of the night. Then, he let go of the cigarette butt and let it fall to the ground, raising his leg to crush it with his toes.

"When did you come?" Jiang Chengze heard his own somewhat stiff voice.

Yan Shi said, "It's been ten minutes." ”

Jiang Chengze lowered his head, "What are you doing here?" He asked, half tentatively, half expectantly, "Reluctant to me?" ”

Yan Shi walked down the stairs and stepped into the warm yellow halo of the street lamp, "Let's go." ”

"Hmm." Jiang Chengze followed behind him disappointedly.

There was nothing to say all the way, Jiang Chengze stared at Yanshi's thin back and walked to the door, but Yanshi suddenly stopped at the entrance with a sudden brake.

Jiang Chengze almost hit him on the back, "What's wrong?" ”

Yan Shi seemed to take a deep breath, and suddenly turned to stare at him very deeply, "I almost don't know myself anymore. ”

Jiang Chengze looked at him in a daze, inexplicably a little weak-hearted, "Huh? ”

"Sometimes you want to know the answer to something, you get rid of all the wrong options, and the rest is right, even if it's not reliable." ”

Jiang Chengze swallowed nervously.

What does it mean? Does he think that even if he pretends to be good, he can't hide the truth about the undercover agent?

Yan Shi looked at him as if he was looking at an incorrigible fool, he frowned and took a step forward, his expression completely faded when he saw Jiang Chengze's faint defensive posture, "I...... Never mind. ”

He turned and unbuttoned his coat and threw it on the back of the couch, and hurried upstairs to slam the bedroom door in dismay.

Jiang Chengze was like falling into an ice cave, but he opened the door of the bathroom in a solemn manner, his footsteps were full of anger that could not be dissolved, and he violently pulled his collar and carried him upstairs into the shower room.

"Wash it up." Yan Shi said hatefully, raised his hand and ruthlessly opened the ice water.

Jiang Chengze, "......"

I feel like I know something terrible.

This is a delusion, right?

He stared at Yanshi's back and disappeared into the doorway, slapping himself.

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's an illusion." He hypnotized himself.

Although it hurts, it can't be interesting to him even if the ground is falling and the sky is falling.

Jiang Chengze honestly drenched the wall of cold water for an hour, pushed open the bathroom door wrapped in cold air, and saw the words curled up in the moonlight, but his heart softened uncontrollably.

There was only a brief moment, it had nothing to do with lust and conspiracy, it was like an illusion, Jiang Chengze's heavy shell wrapped around his whole body, cracked and fell off, and was quickly and decisively pressed on his body.