Join the Anti-Explosion Bureau

The next morning, just after daybreak, Yan Junge was sleeping on the one-meter-wide bed in the hospital's single room and felt it was difficult for him to turn over.

He still held Zhang Yiyan in his arms, unwilling to let go. In the end, Zhang Yiyan basically slept with half of his body lying on him all night.

Zhang Yiyan woke up slowly, and when he opened his eyes he saw Yan Junge's handsome face. He couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips, raised his face and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He took the big hand off his waist, put it on the strong leg, and then turned over and got out of bed.

This person always has to hold something in his arms when he sleeps~

When he lowered his head to put on his slippers, a flash of white light appeared in front of his eyes, and a few strands of white hair caught his sight. He paused in putting on his shoes, and put his index finger around his hair to take a closer look.

Now that I am sure, why do I have white hair?

I hurried into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I was shocked. The black hair on the right side of my forehead had turned completely white from the root to the tip!

"My hair?" (?6?0.?6?0)

"How could this be?"

He lowered his eyes and thought carefully, recalling the expressions on Huang Yong's and the others' faces when he was injured. The picture froze on his own shadow reflected in their pupils!

It turns out that I was just like that at that time!

So was it because I was exhausted at that time, or did my hair turn white because I saw Yan Junge getting injured?

He raised his hands and looked at them carefully again and again. The lines on his palms had actually changed. He exerted a little force on his fingers, and an electric current flashed through his fingertips!

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes. He placed his right hand on the pulse of his left hand, slowly probed it down, and slowly raised the corner of his lips!

It was yesterday’s thunder!

I stroked the red mark between my eyebrows with my fingers, and the golden light on the outside became more and more obvious! I will ask my master when I get back!

A tall and hot body was pressed against his back. Yan Junge found the person and finally relaxed.

He was so sleepy that he was confused. He instinctively hugged Zhang Yiyan from behind, pressed him in his arms, and rested his chin on his thin shoulders, "Baby, why are you up so early~"

Yan Junge was shocked when he didn't touch anyone just now. He was relieved when he confirmed that the person was in the bathroom. He yawned and bent down to kiss her.

"Honey, I can't find you when I wake up~" That tone was as aggrieved as it could be, "Call me when you wake up, I'm scared when I can't see you!"

"Don't act like a spoiled child~" Zhang Yiyan turned around and faced him. Knowing that he was still frightened, he smiled gently, "I'm right here~"

Yan Junge lowered his head and kissed her red lips, "Wife, you look better with a few more white hairs, don't be sad."

Are you sad? Not too sad. On the contrary, after this incident, I have become much more powerful.

only? ? ?

"Yan Junge, starting today, you must intensify your training!"

"???ah???"

Zhang Yiyan held his face and rubbed it, "You were so slow to react that Song Qing succeeded in a sneak attack. You can't do this without training!"

"...Wife, shouldn't you call me hubby now? I remember you called me that before you passed out." Yan Junge bared his teeth and changed the subject, "Also, you promised to give birth to me, um~"

Zhang Yiyan's face turned red as his mouth was covered by his hands. He was so sad at the time that he just agreed with him, but this guy just remembered it.

He rolled his eyes and said, "Yanyan, my dear wife, you just said that you should strengthen your training, so do you want to do morning exercises as well?"

. . .

Zhang Yiyan grasped the washbasin in the bathroom with his slender white fingers, biting his lower lip lightly, and tears slowly welled up in his eyes.

In the reflection of the mirror, the blue and white striped hospital gown was unbuttoned, revealing a snow-white body.

Yan Junge bit her shoulder greedily, clasped her slender waist with his big hands, and slid them slowly to her chest and neck, and finally pinched her small chin, turned the little face of the person in his arms, and gave her a long kiss.

Zhang Yiyan's legs were almost hanging in the air, and he kept trembling, gasping and screaming intermittently.

After being held and cared for for a while, I finally packed my things and completed the discharge procedures.

As soon as I walked out of the ward, I saw four men in black standing in the corridor, each wearing black sunglasses.

He raised his eyebrows, and the two were invited into the special department. To be precise, Zhang Yiyan was invited, and Yan Junge was a family member.

In a room that looked like a negotiation room, Zhang Yiyan sat at the table, casually fiddling with his hair, and looked up at the room.

In a hidden corner, the camera was constantly playing Zhang Yiyan's situation.

There was a knock on the door of the monitoring room, and the person who came in was a little hesitant. "Minister Zuo, Zhang Yiyan said that he would only give us ten minutes, and he would leave in ten minutes."

In front of the surveillance screen stood a man in uniform, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. His slender fingers rested on the back of a chair, and a smile escaped his thin lips. "I'll meet him!"

While Zhang Yiyan was looking at the man, the man was also looking at him. His Adam's apple rolled slightly and his voice was low and sexy. "Let me introduce myself. My name is Zuo Junmo. I am more than ten years older than you. You can call me Uncle Zuo."

"What do you want from me?" This is the Minister Zuo that Xie Huai mentioned. Where is Xie Huai?

As if guessing what he was thinking, Zuo Junmo said, "Xiao Xie is out on business, so I'm the one coming to see you this time."

"..."

Seeing that Zhang Yiyan didn't say anything, Zuo Junmo was not embarrassed. He pulled out a chair and sat opposite Zhang Yiyan. "I heard from Xiao Xie that you are his junior brother. You are young and promising, and you are very capable. I wonder if you are interested in joining us!"

Zhang Yiyan finally raised his lips, "Zuo Junmo? Minister Zuo, I'm not interested in joining the special department!"

She scratched her hair and threw it behind her shoulders, "Xie Huai won't talk about me outside!"

"Haha, I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing. Xiao Xie indeed didn't mention you. I heard that you two were brothers, so I wanted to mention it to get closer." Zuo Junmo admitted it a little too straightforwardly, which made Zhang Yiyan feel uncomfortable again.

"Xiao Yan, your ability is obvious to everyone, so I won't beat around the bush. The conditions in the special department are several times better than those in the city bureau. I hope you can come here. Only then can you better play to your strengths!"

Zhang Yiyan refused again without even thinking, "Sorry!"

After he finished speaking, he stood up. Zuo Junmo raised his eyebrows slightly and stood up to block him. "Xiao Yan, you don't have to rush to reply to this matter. You can think about it slowly and come to me when you have considered it."

Zhang Yiyan raised her hand and scratched her hair, then raised her little face to look at him, already a little impatient, "Minister Zuo, I'm doing fine in the Municipal Bureau, thank you very much!"

Then he walked around him and opened the door. The moment his finger touched the door handle, an electric current passed through him and his pupils suddenly shrank. Damn it!

He exerted force with his five fingers, and an electric current stronger than that flowed out from his fingertips. He swung his palm out, and the door split open.

He tilted his head to face Zuo Junmo's inquiring face, which nodded with satisfaction. It turned out that this damn guy did it on purpose!

Yan Junge?

I walked quickly outside, and was blocked by a crowd of men in black in the corridor.

Zuo Junmo chuckled, "Xiaoyan, you are very capable. The door was electrified and the voltage was quite high. I don't know how many people got electrocuted and fell on it. The only one who smashed the door with one palm, besides Minister Zhang Tianyuan, is you!"

"Even Xie Huai can't do it! Of course, I can't do it either!"

Zhang Yiyan was not interested in his words, "Where is Yan Junge?"