Chapter 89 All Swollen
Jiang Hanyu's face flashed with confusion, "What?"
Jian Ruochen: "preluding."
The gusting sea breeze blew their hair apart.
The hair on Jiang Hanyu's forehead was stained with tears, sticking to his embarrassed and confused face. He looked at Jian Ruochen with empty eyes.
He didn't understand the term.
Jian Ruochen squatted down and looked straight into the pair of brown eyes in front of him. "Dashangtuo Stone Mine, Vitamin B. Do you know about it?"
Jiang Hanyu's lower lip trembled uncontrollably, his eyes were empty, and he burst into tears: "What exactly do you want me to say? I can't guess... I really can't guess."
The corners of his lips twitched, and he finally covered his face with his hands, knelt on the ground and burst into tears.
Too big...
The gap between him and Jian Ruochen is too big.
As dazzling as Jian Ruochen.
Prettier than him, smarter than him, knows more than him, and chooses a better path. As soon as Jian Ruochen appeared, he was outshined.
He didn't even understand Jian Ruochen's question, nor could he figure out how to answer it.
Jiang Hanyu felt pain all over his body.
"It's not him." Jian Ruochen stood up straight.
Guan Yingjun turned around and said, "Get him in the car."
The uniformed police officer grabbed Jiang Hanyu's arm, lifted him up from the ground, and dragged him into the police car.
Chen Yunchuan said, "We received a call for support. It seems that he was also responsible for the car bombing on the south side of Zhongzhi Park. So we first brought him to our police station to take a statement. If everything goes well, he will be sent to the regional police station at noon tomorrow."
"Yeah." Guan Yingjun responded, and looked at Jian Ruochen sideways, "What are we having for dinner?"
Jian Ruochen was stunned for a moment, then quickly came out of his daze, "Hmm?"
Guan Yingjun looked at the Sham Shui Po police officers who were escorting the illegal Hong Kong businessmen and profiteers to evacuate in an orderly manner, and raised his hand to hold Jian Ruochen's waist.
In the past, he thought it was better to be busy at work, for he was afraid of the days when he would not find any clues and would be wandering around like a headless fly.
After getting to know Jian Ruochen, clues to the case came to him one after another, and he was busy all day long.
At first, I was busy and happy, until I confirmed my relationship with Jian Ruochen.
This relationship lasted for almost a month.
They don't seem to be as familiar as before they confirmed their relationship.
At that time, Jian Ruochen spoke without any scruples and always liked to tease him.
If we really talk about it, there will be nothing left.
Guan Yingjun took Jian Ruochen's hand and used some strength to half-carry him down a few steps. With a little strength, he carried him up to the iron bar under the boarding ladder and sat him down. He supported himself with his hands on both sides of the railing and asked with his eyes level, "Are you still thinking about preluding?"
"Yeah." Jian Ruochen said, frowning slightly, "It's not Jiang Mingshan, Jiang Hanyu, or Lu Qian. I can't think of anyone else who has a conflict of interest with me."
Guan Yingjun pursed his lips.
The sea breeze lifted the ends of Jian Ruochen's hair, making her long, straight hair slightly curled.
He had grown up and taller, his features became sharper, and his appearance was somewhere between a teenager and a young man.
The childish appearance faded from him, revealing a heroic beauty.
Jian Ruochen himself doesn't care much about the way he dresses. He just wears a loose pullover, a pair of jeans, and a pair of boots, which is already the highest etiquette for traveling.
Relaxed and elegant.
When thinking, all the good qualities in me are magnified.
Jian Ruochen's Adam's apple rolled, and he instinctively looked away, not daring to look directly into those burning eyes, and said softly, "I'm talking about business."
Guan Yingjun's voice was hoarse. "Many questions will be answered after interrogating Jiang Hanyu. Just wait until he is transferred to the regional headquarters from Sham Shui Po Police Station."
He squeezed Jian Ruochen's hand, brought it to his lips and kissed it, "Don't be impatient."
I don't know whether he was warning Jian Ruochen or warning himself.
Jian Ruochen lowered his eyes slightly, and suddenly reached out his hand to hook the holster strap that Guan Yingjun stretched between his arm and chest, and leaned forward, "Sir Guan, other people's holsters are tied to their belts, why are you wearing it?"
Guan Yingjun was stunned for a moment.
He also didn't think, "There are handcuffs on the belt, and it's inconvenient to tie it up with a gun."
"So that's how it is." Jian Ruochen suddenly loosened his hand, and the black leather belt bounced back with a "pop" sound, hitting the man.
Guan Yingjun was so shocked that he took a deep breath and stood there for a while, not sure whether Jian Ruochen was playing with him or teasing him.
Jian Ruochen stretched out his hand, hooked Guan Yingjun's neck, and leaned close to his ear, "Do you like this?"
There was a smile on his lips, his fox eyes curved, very cunning, "Your expression says so, you like me to tease you."
Guan Yingjun felt hot all over.
My heart was beating so hard that my chest felt numb. My soul was floating in the air. Before I could say anything, I heard two "cuckooing" sounds in my ears.
He was stunned for a moment and asked, "Are you hungry?"
Jian Ruochen suddenly loosened his hand that was hooked around Guan Yingjun's neck, raised his knees, and pushed him away with one foot, "Let's go, eat."
Hey, what’s your name?
All the momentum that supported him was gone.
Jian Ruochen jumped under the railing, and when he landed, he remembered Guan Yingjun's stunned expression just now and started laughing again.
So interesting.
Guan Yingjun's cowardly look, as he waited to see his reaction, formed a sharp contrast with his usual vigorous and decisive style when handling cases.
The funnier it is, the more interesting it is.
"Let's eat at a night food stall..." Jian Ruochen pointed to a place they had been to before, "It happens to be close."
Guan Yingjun: "Okay."
The two returned to the car side by side and drove to the night stall.
The business at the food stall is average today, and there are few people sitting at the round tables outside.
I guess the sirens were too loud and scared away all the gangsters here.
Jian Ruochen smelled the aroma of fried chicken legs and went to the previous stall, ordered a bag of fried food, picked out some other snacks, and pretended to go to the beach.
The sea water rushed to the beach, stirred up some white foam, and then washed back.
Jian Ruochen finished eating the tendons and crispy skin on the fried chicken leg bones first, and hesitated for a moment about the meat.
After eating the meat, you definitely won’t be able to finish all the remaining snacks. If you buy too much, you won’t be able to finish them.
It can’t be wasted... Just as Jian Ruochen opened his mouth and moved forward, the chicken leg was confiscated.
Guan Yingjun said: "If you don't like it, forget it, eat something else."
Jian Ruochen let out an "oh", kicked off his shoes, and dug his feet into the sand. He just picked up the beef skewers and took a bite when he saw Guan Yingjun beside him eating up the fried chicken leg with only white meat in it with beer.
His expression was calm, as if he was used to it.
Jian Ruochen suddenly remembered that not long after he joined the serious crime team, he picked out the bok choy that he didn't like to eat, and it was also eaten by Guan Yingjun.
He narrowed his eyes, chewed the yellow throat in his bulging cheeks, and said vaguely: "Do you often help your team members solve the problems they don't like to eat?"
Guan Yingjun bent his left leg, placed his left hand holding the wine bottle on his knee, and looked back to his side.
Looking down at Jian Ruochen, his cheeks were bulging from eating so much.
The cunningness in him had weakened, and the questions he asked seemed to be out of curiosity rather than prying.
"No, only you." Guan Yingjun retracted his gaze, "I don't like to touch dishes that others have touched, but you are different."
Jian Ruochen brought the last piece of beef offal skewer to his mouth and said, "This is quite delicious."
Guan Yingjun took it and ate it.
It's really delicious, with a very fragrant roadside stall smell.
He put the bamboo sticks on the plastic bag.
Suddenly I understood those couples who walked on the pedestrian street during holidays, eating alternately. It turns out that eating from the same bowl of food with two people is such an intimate and natural thing, and it makes people feel satisfied.
Jian Ruochen listened to the sound of waves hitting the shore and raised the plastic cup given by the store when he bought wine, "Give me some."
"No." Guan Yingjun said sternly, "The doctor said you can't drink it."
Jian Ruochen's eyes turned, and he raised his hand to wrap up the plastic bag containing the skewers between the two of them, then turned over and leaned on Guan Yingjun's knees, "Give me some, Brother Jun."
Guan Yingjun's forehead twitched.
For the first time, he realized that he was totally unable to withstand Jian Ruochen's teasing.
When this person gets close to you, your whole body becomes numb and you become completely defeated. Your mind and heart are out of control.
He looked at Jian Ruochen steadily, then suddenly raised the bottle, tilted his head back, and drank most of the remaining bottle in one gulp amidst his astonished gazes.
His Adam's apple slid up and down in front of his eyes, making the veins on his neck bulge.
Jian Ruochen was stunned. He didn't expect Guan Yingjun to be so wild. In order to prevent him from tasting it, he did so much. "Don't drink so quickly..."
Guan Yingjun drank it all in one breath, holding the last bit in his mouth, then he pulled Jian Ruochen over, moved closer to him, and kissed him with slightly narrowed eyes.
This time he deliberately opened his eyes and saw Jian Ruochen's expression.
Jian Ruochen widened his eyes and reflexively opened his lips slightly.
The moist, slightly sweet wine flowed in through his lips and his breath, so he couldn't help swallowing. When his lips closed, their breaths blended together.
The waves rolled up the sand and pushed it up again and again.
The moisture in the air spreads into your breath.
Guan Yingjun stretched out his hands to hold Jian Ruochen's waist and lifted up the person who was shrinking further and further.
The center of gravity of the two people was shaking, and Jian Ruochen was unstable, so he could only stretch out his hand to support Guan Yingjun's abdomen.
Feel the bulge of muscle.
His mind raced and he retracted his hand as if burned, stepped back abruptly, and gasped with his mouth half open.
Guan Yingjun still had a sip of wine in his mouth. He raised his eyelids, with a hint of wanton provocation in his eyes. The beast that had always been restrained by reason seemed to have suddenly broken free from the reins and rushed out of the restraints.
It was very solid and only hit one person.
Jian Ruochen sneered, grabbed the gun belt that was around the man's chest, knelt down, and leaned over with his head down.
He is a person born in 2030. Hasn’t he ever eaten pork or seen a pig run?
You are not allowed to drink, right?
He insisted on drinking!
Jian Ruochen leaned over and finally drank the last sip.
The breathing of both of them became more rapid and chaotic. Guan Yingjun suddenly felt the tip of his tongue being bitten. His lips were swollen and he stopped.
Two people hid behind a rock on the beach.
Jian Ruochen leaned on Guan Yingjun's shoulder, his forehead resting on the collar of his shirt. His forehead was wet with sweat, and his back was covered with sweat that stuck to his clothes. He couldn't stop his rapid breathing, and all the sweat blew into Guan Yingjun's collar.
Guan Yingjun couldn't stand it, but he couldn't bear to push the man away, so he loosened the tight holster a notch and raised his hand to unbutton two buttons on his collar.
Jian Ruochen looked inside and saw that she was wearing a vest with an I-shaped collar.
Extremely conservative.
The kiss was wild and passionate.
He touched his mouth and felt a little numb.
It's a huge price to pay just for a drink.
Jian Ruochen didn't dare to lean against Guan Yingjun as something was poking him under his belt. Besides, he is a man himself, and he seems to have some reaction.
Jian Ruochen got up and turned back to eat. After taking two bites of fried sausage, he suddenly realized, "How can you drive after drinking?"
Guan Yingjun rubbed his lips and said hoarsely, "I have a house nearby. It only takes 15 minutes to walk there. No need to drive."
Jian Ruochen held the meat in his mouth and stopped chewing.
Guan Yingjun laughed softly: "You're going home like this? Are you going to ask your driver to pick you up? What are you going to say to Butler Luo?"
He reached out, cupped one side of Jian Ruochen's cheek with one hand, and pressed his thumb against his lips.
All swollen.
Guan Yingjun said: "Or I can take a taxi to take you there."
Jian Ruochen glanced over, his voice a little hoarse, and he cleared his throat before saying, "No, I don't have class until tomorrow night. It will be faster for me to go to the police station with you tomorrow. We are in a hurry to interrogate Jiang Hanyu."
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