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Jiang Yan looked at Schumann, a fine light flashed in his dark eyes, and the desire to win in his heart was immediately hooked, and then his eyebrows were lightly raised:

"Why don't you dare?"

"Huh!"

Schumann sneered, but that smile was too meaningful, and then no matter what kind of expression Jiang Yan had, he straightened his body, and his eyes almost started the engine fiercely:

"Okay!"

Want me to welcome you!

Don't regret it!

In the south of the northern city, the streets are bustling with activity in the evening. Of course, not because of the dazzling neon of the city, nor because of the traffic, but because of the strings of food stalls on the side of the road.

Schumann and Jiang Yan sat at a table set up in front of a lobster shop, looking at each other, but there was an indescribable deep meaning in each other's eyes.

Especially Jiang Yan, her face is not very good-looking.

Because at this time, opposite him was not only Schumann, a fierce and menacing man, but also a table of beer and a whole pot of crayfish.

Around, there are people who come out to forage and relax at night, chatting, laughing, drinking, and scolding one after another, but their table is quiet and out of place with their surroundings.

Jiang Yan looked at the beers that had been opened without falling, and for a moment, he pulled the corners of his lips and showed a helpless smile:

"You're trying to get me drunk?"

Schumann was unmoved:

"What, don't you dare? Wasn't that quite a shame just now?

Jiang Yan laughed out loud:

"Dare, why don't you dare!"

As he spoke, he had already scooped up a bottle of beer and filled himself with a glass:

"I'm just scared, I'll ...... after drinking too much"

Jiang Yan's voice was very low, with a dull magnetism, like polished sandpaper, one at a time, with a frequency rhythm, gently scraping Schumann's eardrums, and even, only half of the words were spoken, and the other half was left, which was meaningful.

Schumann naturally understood, but she didn't care at all:

"Let's see who's down first!"

After speaking, she also fished out a bottle of wine for herself, but she didn't pour it into the quilt, but directly picked up the bottle and raised it towards Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan was a little speechless, this little girl, is she going to blow the bottle with him?

Okay, good momentum!

Picking up the glass, he touched the wine bottle in Schumann's hand, and a crisp sound suddenly sounded in the air, and then the two of them took it back, raised their heads, and took a big sip.

Neither of them spoke, just like you had a glass, and I clinked glasses with each other, and after a while, the wine bottles in front of the two of them were a lot empty.

Schumann looked at Jiang Yan, looking at the face that he was extremely familiar with, I don't know if it was because of alcohol or other reasons, in short, the frequency of the heartbeat began to unconsciously slowly increase.

Of course, she didn't show anything, but she was still calm and calm, riding her horse and galloping on the road of getting drunk and knocking down Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan also looked very calm, unlike Schumann's cheeks, which had begun to flush slightly, his face was still as white as ever, and even became more and more calm.

Schumann was naturally unwilling, besides, she knew before that Jiang Yan was a person who couldn't get on his face when he drank.

If she didn't understand, she might have been deceived by such an illusion, but she wouldn't. She has been holding her breath in her heart, from Jiang Yan's reappearance to the present.

She thought she could ignore it completely, but in fact, she had always needed such an opportunity.

Vent!

And so, bottle after bottle, round after round, and soon all the bottles on the table were empty, and Schumann refused to give up, and called the boss to ask for two more dozen.

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes stared deeply at Schumann.

At this moment, she has completely faded the glorious image of the captain of the criminal police, and her fair face is covered with a layer of intoxicating light pink, and the light hits her face, as if it has a faint luster.

Her thin lips were flushed and moist.

Jiang Yan looked at Schumann like this, and soon, he felt his heartbeat accelerate.

Drink like a fish?

No! Of course not!

Although I have to admit that there is indeed a reason for alcohol to make trouble, Jiang Yan knows better that it was Schumann who made Zhen Zeng drunk.

It's just that Schumann seems to be holding his breath today and wants to fight him to the end.

Staring at her eyes full of stubbornness, Jiang Yan finally felt a little unbearable in her heart:

"Coming back?"

Although Schumann was drunk, his brain was quite clear, but he spoke at a slow pace:

"Come on! Come on of course! Unless...... You say you're scared! You throw in the towel! ”

Jiang Yan smiled:

"Do you have to throw me in the towel?"

Schumann poured himself a drink and responded:

"Of course!

You must admit defeat, definitely! ”

As she spoke, Schumann lowered her eyes, her thick and curly eyelashes instantly covering the brilliance of her eyes.

Jiang Yan's heart suddenly shrank, and before he knew it, he had already stood up, walked up to Schumann, grabbed her wrist, and snatched the glass of wine.

"Manman, you're drunk!"

Schumann raised his head when he heard this, looking up at the tall man standing in front of him at the moment, her eyes were dark and bright, but there was a moment of confusion.

Jiang Yan stiffened when he saw it, and he only felt as if something was stirring in his heart.

Then he saw the confusion in Schumann's eyes fade, and there was a clear reflection of himself in the black pupils.

Alone, but the only one.

"Jiang Yan?"

Schumann suddenly laughed, and the smile in the light and shadow was like a blooming fragrance, which was breathtaking.

"You're back!"

As he spoke, Schumann suddenly pulled his wrist out of Jiang Yan's big palm, clenched his fist mercilessly, and punched Jiang Yan hard in the abdomen.

Schumann's punch was hard, but Jiang Yan stood in place, not moving at all, only a slightly twisted brow showed the strength of Schumann's punch just now, which really hit him.

Schumann is still babbling nonsense:

"Why didn't you say anything when you came back?

Yes! That's right, when you left, you didn't say a word!

Hey, you said you, what have you been doing in the past few years, why is there no news at all? Did You Know...... Do you know, I've been looking for you for a long time! ”

She's ...... Really drunk?

The knot in Jiang Yan's eyebrows became deeper and deeper, and a pair of sharp and deep eyes like owls were firmly fixed on Schumann's body from beginning to end.

"Manman, you've drunk too much, I'll send you back!"

As he spoke, Jiang Yan stepped forward again, wanting to grab Schumann's arm and help her up, but Schumann's sharp eyes flashed:

"Who drank too much? You've just drunk too much! ”

Schumann said, picked up the full glass of wine that Jiang Yan had just discarded on the table, brought it to his lips, and poured it into his throat without almost a trace of hesitation.

The bitterness of the beer passed through her throat and reached her stomach, which was the same as her mood at this time, bitter and dull pain.

Jiang Yan just stood in place, motionless as he watched Schumann pour himself wine, but the light in his eyes became more and more surging. It's like the sea before a tsunami, calm but with hidden waves.

It is like a volcano that has been deposited for a long time, and it is about to erupt, and the momentum is magnificent.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

And so, after standing for a few seconds, he suddenly grabbed a bottle from the table, pointed it to his mouth, raised his head, grunted, and took a big gulp.

Immediately, he slammed the bottle back onto the table.

Schumann widened his eyes, looking at Jiang Yan's sudden movements in a somewhat foggy manner, and before he could react to what was going on, he saw Jiang Yan suddenly lean down unexpectedly and leaned to her lips......

His lips were soft, moist, with the bitterness of beer, but inexplicably cold.

Schumann's eyes widened suddenly, his body froze in place, and for a moment, he didn't know how to react.

She only felt that her brain was "buzzing" at that moment, and it was blank.

Jiang Yan's lips were almost rough on her lips, Schumann suddenly woke up, and instinctively wanted to retreat, but Jiang Yan was stopped by Jiang Yan in advance.

His large hand went around the back of her head, and one hand firmly held her shoulder, so that her body could not retreat. The other hand was clasped around the back of her head, forcing her to be close to his lips.

Schumann wanted to speak, but at this moment, a bitter liquid overflowed from Jiang Yan's lips, mercilessly, all into her mouth.

It's the taste of beer, and ...... Jiang Yan's, taste!

Familiar, exciting, human, overwhelming.

She relied on instinct and swallowed all the wine down her throat, but she didn't have time to stop it, Jiang Yan had already begun to conquer the city, and kissed more and more domineeringly.

Schumann stopped struggling.

Just sat on the chair, motionless, let Jiang Yan's lips toss and turn on his lips, let his kiss, and shatter all his disguises and self-deception since the past few days.

With a pair of wet eyes, she looked at the man who was close at hand, and gradually her vision began to blur, as if something was blocking her vision little by little.

Jiang Yan didn't know what was wrong with him.

It's just that, just looking at Schumann, the hidden desires in his heart, the restless factors in his blood, all began to shout and rampage, making him almost unable to resist.

By the time he reacted, he had already kissed Schumann.

However, he did not regret it, and he did not want to back down.

God knows how long he missed this kiss and how long he waited.

In the past three years, those thoughts and pains that have been suppressed in his heart seem to have completely exploded at this moment, and he can no longer control them. He continued to ask for an outlet, an antidote.

And Schumann was his antidote.

In the past three years, all his emotions have been because of her.

Only she is his, salvation!

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Jiang Yan looked at Schumann, a fine light flashed in his dark eyes, and the desire to win in his heart was immediately hooked, and then his eyebrows were lightly raised:

"Why don't you dare?"

"Huh!"

Schumann sneered, but that smile was too meaningful, and then no matter what kind of expression Jiang Yan had, he straightened his body, and his eyes almost started the engine fiercely:

"Okay!"

Want me to welcome you!

Don't regret it!

In the south of the northern city, the streets are bustling with activity in the evening. Of course, not because of the dazzling neon of the city, nor because of the traffic, but because of the strings of food stalls on the side of the road.

Schumann and Jiang Yan sat at a table set up in front of a lobster shop, looking at each other, but there was an indescribable deep meaning in each other's eyes.

Especially Jiang Yan, her face is not very good-looking.

Because at this time, opposite him was not only Schumann, a fierce and menacing man, but also a table of beer and a whole pot of crayfish.

Around, there are people who come out to forage and relax at night, chatting, laughing, drinking, and scolding one after another, but their table is quiet and out of place with their surroundings.

Jiang Yan looked at the beers that had been opened without falling, and for a moment, he pulled the corners of his lips and showed a helpless smile:

"You're trying to get me drunk?"

Schumann was unmoved:

"What, don't you dare? Wasn't that quite a shame just now?

Jiang Yan laughed out loud:

"Dare, why don't you dare!"

As he spoke, he had already scooped up a bottle of beer and filled himself with a glass:

"I'm just scared, I'll ...... after drinking too much"

Jiang Yan's voice was very low, with a dull magnetism, like polished sandpaper, one at a time, with a frequency rhythm, gently scraping Schumann's eardrums, and even, only half of the words were spoken, and the other half was left, which was meaningful.

Schumann naturally understood, but she didn't care at all:

"Let's see who's down first!"

After speaking, she also fished out a bottle of wine for herself, but she didn't pour it into the quilt, but directly picked up the bottle and raised it towards Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan was a little speechless, this little girl, is she going to blow the bottle with him?

Okay, good momentum!

Picking up the glass, he touched the wine bottle in Schumann's hand, and a crisp sound suddenly sounded in the air, and then the two of them took it back, raised their heads, and took a big sip.

Neither of them spoke, just like you had a glass, and I clinked glasses with each other, and after a while, the wine bottles in front of the two of them were a lot empty.

Schumann looked at Jiang Yan, looking at the face that he was extremely familiar with, I don't know if it was because of alcohol or other reasons, in short, the frequency of the heartbeat began to unconsciously slowly increase.

Of course, she didn't show anything, but she was still calm and calm, riding her horse and galloping on the road of getting drunk and knocking down Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan also looked very calm, unlike Schumann's cheeks, which had begun to flush slightly, his face was still as white as ever, and even became more and more calm.

Schumann was naturally unwilling, besides, she knew before that Jiang Yan was a person who couldn't get on his face when he drank.

If she didn't understand, she might have been deceived by such an illusion, but she wouldn't. She has been holding her breath in her heart, from Jiang Yan's reappearance to the present.

She thought she could ignore it completely, but in fact, she had always needed such an opportunity.

Vent!

And so, bottle after bottle, round after round, and soon all the bottles on the table were empty, and Schumann refused to give up, and called the boss to ask for two more dozen.

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes stared deeply at Schumann.

At this moment, she has completely faded the glorious image of the captain of the criminal police, and her fair face is covered with a layer of intoxicating light pink, and the light hits her face, as if it has a faint luster.

Her thin lips were flushed and moist.

Jiang Yan looked at Schumann like this, and soon, he felt his heartbeat accelerate.

Drink like a fish?

No! Of course not!

Although I have to admit that there is indeed a reason for alcohol to make trouble, Jiang Yan knows better that it was Schumann who made Zhen Zeng drunk.

It's just that Schumann seems to be holding his breath today and wants to fight him to the end.

Staring at her eyes full of stubbornness, Jiang Yan finally felt a little unbearable in her heart:

"Coming back?"

Although Schumann was drunk, his brain was quite clear, but he spoke at a slow pace:

"Come on! Come on of course! Unless...... You say you're scared! You throw in the towel! ”

Jiang Yan smiled:

"Do you have to throw me in the towel?"

Schumann poured himself a drink and responded:

"Of course!

You must admit defeat, definitely! ”

As she spoke, Schumann lowered her eyes, her thick and curly eyelashes instantly covering the brilliance of her eyes.

Jiang Yan's heart suddenly shrank, and before he knew it, he had already stood up, walked up to Schumann, grabbed her wrist, and snatched the glass of wine.

"Manman, you're drunk!"

Schumann raised his head when he heard this, looking up at the tall man standing in front of him at the moment, her eyes were dark and bright, but there was a moment of confusion.

Jiang Yan stiffened when he saw it, and he only felt as if something was stirring in his heart.

Then he saw the confusion in Schumann's eyes fade, and there was a clear reflection of himself in the black pupils.

Alone, but the only one.

"Jiang Yan?"

Schumann suddenly laughed, and the smile in the light and shadow was like a blooming fragrance, which was breathtaking.

"You're back!"

As he spoke, Schumann suddenly pulled his wrist out of Jiang Yan's big palm, clenched his fist mercilessly, and punched Jiang Yan hard in the abdomen.

Schumann's punch was hard, but Jiang Yan stood in place, not moving at all, only a slightly twisted brow showed the strength of Schumann's punch just now, which really hit him.

Schumann is still babbling nonsense:

"Why didn't you say anything when you came back?

Yes! That's right, when you left, you didn't say a word!

Hey, you said you, what have you been doing in the past few years, why is there no news at all? Did You Know...... Do you know, I've been looking for you for a long time! ”

She's ...... Really drunk?

The knot in Jiang Yan's eyebrows became deeper and deeper, and a pair of sharp and deep eyes like owls were firmly fixed on Schumann's body from beginning to end.

"Manman, you've drunk too much, I'll send you back!"

As he spoke, Jiang Yan stepped forward again, wanting to grab Schumann's arm and help her up, but Schumann's sharp eyes flashed:

"Who drank too much? You've just drunk too much! ”

Schumann said, picked up the full glass of wine that Jiang Yan had just discarded on the table, brought it to his lips, and poured it into his throat without almost a trace of hesitation.

The bitterness of the beer passed through her throat and reached her stomach, which was the same as her mood at this time, bitter and dull pain.

Jiang Yan just stood in place, motionless as he watched Schumann pour himself wine, but the light in his eyes became more and more surging. It's like the sea before a tsunami, calm but with hidden waves.

It is like a volcano that has been deposited for a long time, and it is about to erupt, and the momentum is magnificent.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

And so, after standing for a few seconds, he suddenly grabbed a bottle from the table, pointed it to his mouth, raised his head, grunted, and took a big gulp.

Immediately, he slammed the bottle back onto the table.

Schumann widened his eyes, looking at Jiang Yan's sudden movements in a somewhat foggy manner, and before he could react to what was going on, he saw Jiang Yan suddenly lean down unexpectedly and leaned to her lips......

His lips were soft, moist, with the bitterness of beer, but inexplicably cold.

Schumann's eyes widened suddenly, his body froze in place, and for a moment, he didn't know how to react.

She only felt that her brain was "buzzing" at that moment, and it was blank.

Jiang Yan's lips were almost rough on her lips, Schumann suddenly woke up, and instinctively wanted to retreat, but Jiang Yan was stopped by Jiang Yan in advance.

His large hand went around the back of her head, and one hand firmly held her shoulder, so that her body could not retreat. The other hand was clasped around the back of her head, forcing her to be close to his lips.

Schumann wanted to speak, but at this moment, a bitter liquid overflowed from Jiang Yan's lips, mercilessly, all into her mouth.

It's the taste of beer, and ...... Jiang Yan's, taste!

Familiar, exciting, human, overwhelming.

She relied on instinct and swallowed all the wine down her throat, but she didn't have time to stop it, Jiang Yan had already begun to conquer the city, and kissed more and more domineeringly.

Schumann stopped struggling.

Just sat on the chair, motionless, let Jiang Yan's lips toss and turn on his lips, let his kiss, and shatter all his disguises and self-deception since the past few days.

With a pair of wet eyes, she looked at the man who was close at hand, and gradually her vision began to blur, as if something was blocking her vision little by little.

Jiang Yan didn't know what was wrong with him.

It's just that, just looking at Schumann, the hidden desires in his heart, the restless factors in his blood, all began to shout and rampage, making him almost unable to resist.

By the time he reacted, he had already kissed Schumann.

However, he did not regret it, and he did not want to back down.

God knows how long he missed this kiss and how long he waited.

In the past three years, those thoughts and pains that have been suppressed in his heart seem to have completely exploded at this moment, and he can no longer control them. He continued to ask for an outlet, an antidote.

And Schumann was his antidote.

In the past three years, all his emotions have been because of her.

Only she is his, salvation!

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