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Zhang Yiyan stood at the door for a while. A gust of cold wind blew, ruffling his long hair. He grabbed the hair that was stuck to his face and put it behind his back, then turned around and walked inside.

Just then he ran into Yan Junge who came out to look for him. The latter trotted over and raised his hand to help him tidy up his long hair, "Yanyan, let's go up!"

"Ok!"

"My eldest brother-in-law is gone? He doesn't care about the Xie family's case anymore?"

"avoid arousing suspicion!"

"Too."

Holding each other's waists, the two returned to the big office and heard them discussing the lost things of the Xie family. Seeing the list of lost items, Zhang Yiyan raised an eyebrow. The things listed were not even one-third of what was lost. They really didn't dare to do it!

I ignored it and just sat aside watching their heated discussion. I covered my mouth and nose and yawned. I was tired.

I quietly went to the lounge and closed my eyes to rest. I was really sleepy!

Before I fell asleep, Yan Junge came over with some hot tea, "Yanyan, drink some hot water. The weather is dry today, so you need to drink some water."

"Hmm." He took it, blew away the hot air, took a sip, and the fragrance of tea filled the air.

When Yan Junge held him on his lap and leaned against his arms, Zhang Yiyan sighed comfortably, and his hot breath sprayed on Yan Junge's neck.

This startled Yan Junge, and he felt the fire stick starting to stir again. Zhang Yiyan blushed and pushed his shoulder, "What are you doing?"

"!Dry!"

"..."

Zhang Yiyan raised his hand to twist his ear, but he was reluctant to use too much force. "There are surveillance cameras here!"

Almost without thinking, I blurted out, "Then go to my office!"

Then he picked up Zhang Yiyan and rushed upstairs in two steps without waiting for the elevator.

Being pressed against the wooden door of the office, Zhang Yiyan's body was shaking, and he looked at him with misty eyes, "You, Yan Junge!"

"Baby, call me husband!" The man was so mean that he couldn't even put his feet on the ground, so he could only hug his neck.

The slender white fingers pinched the strong shoulders, and the whole person shrank convulsively in Yan Junge's arms.

They both screamed at the same time, their heavy breathing intertwined with each other.

Yan Junge's forehead was bulging with veins, and his strong arms tightly hugged Zhang Yiyan's slender waist, "Wife, good wife~"

The debris on the table was swept aside. Zhang Yiyan looked at the man standing in front of her with red eyes. Her long hair spread on the table, soft and silky.

When it was dark outside, Yan Junge smiled and panted as he lay on Zhang Yiyan's body, burying his face in his neck and kissing him from time to time.

"Yanyan, how can you be so beautiful~ Mm~ So beautiful~"

Zhang Yiyan moved his sore legs, but he had no strength left. "I never realized before that you are still a member of the Appearance Association~"

Yan Junge propped up his arms and looked at him, grinning foolishly, "Yanyan, when I first saw you, I thought you were so good-looking."

"When I saw you again later, I thought, this person is so embarrassing, how come I still recognized him at first sight."

He would have to be crazy to resist the idea of ​​such a beautiful person being his!

The big hand caressed his little face lovingly, "I have to write an experience about what it's like to have an extremely beautiful wife!"

Zhang Yiyan pinched his face and said, "Stop being so naughty. Hold me and wipe it off."

"Yes, sir!" He lowered his head and held her lips, kissing her gently, with an unconcealable smile in his heart and eyes.

Now that there are no cases, life is indeed more relaxed. As a pure yang body, Yan Junge has so much energy that it is terrifying.

Where can I put all my energy!!!

Looking at the person sitting in the greenhouse reading a book, Yan Junge picked some strawberries, cut them into thin slices, picked up a piece and put it on his lips, "Yanyan~"

Zhang Yiyan glanced at him and pretended not to see him. Who is Yan Junge? The man with thicker skin than the corner of the city wall moved forward again.

. . .

Zhang Yiyan sighed in his heart for the umpteenth time. He tilted his head back and put the strawberry in his mouth, "Don't do anything fancy!"

"I'm showing off my knife skills~" Yan Junge was delighted. He squeezed onto the rattan sofa and reached out to pull at his belt.

. . .

Zhang Yiyan held his hand and said, "Stop it!"

"Yanyan, you read a book and I'll be busy with my own things. Let's not disturb each other!" Yan Selangor said this solemnly and continued to pull his belt with his head down.

Zhang Yiyan pinched his nose, "You pulled my belt, what do you mean by not disturbing each other!"

"Then if I pull someone's belt, you'll have to beat me up!"

... You know what, it seems to make sense!

The pajamas were made of silk, soft and smooth. The straps were torn open, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin. Yan Junge pulled it, revealing half of her shoulders.

"Baby~"

"Bang!" There was the sound of a porcelain plate falling to the ground.

A plate on one side was knocked over, and strawberry slices fell all over the two of them. Yan Junge's eyes were about to spit fire.

Zhang Yiyan clearly saw him deliberately touching the plate with his arm, what a bastard.

"Yanyan, I like strawberries the most. You like them too, right?"

"..."

Yan Junge is strong, with well-developed muscles, but not too exaggerated. However, his height of 189cm still feels oppressive, like a small mountain.

Crystal clear beads of sweat rolled on his muscular muscles and dripped onto the ground.

Yan Junge picked up a piece of strawberry and fed it to Zhang Yiyan, watching his unfocused pupils slowly focus, and then he obediently put the strawberry in his mouth. The two exchanged another passionate, fiery kiss.

The satisfied Yan Moulang carried Zhang Yiyan, who was also sweating, into the bathroom and took a hot bath. When they came out, they both felt refreshed, but the red marks on Zhang Yiyan's body were still there. He was really tired and didn't care anymore.

It was indeed a comfortable and enjoyable period. Yan Junge was visibly in high spirits, with a beaming smile on his face.

就连去上班都不觉得有什么了，同事们好像都更可爱了呢～(?6?1?0?7?6?1?6?1?0?6)

When Zhang Yiyan came back to work, his lovely colleagues found that their brother Zhang seemed even more beautiful. His face was ruddy, his skin was crystal clear, and his big eyes were bright as water. He was pure and beautiful before, but now he seemed to have more charm than before.

After investigating the Xie family theft case, no suspect was found, but many of the Xie family's tricks were discovered.

Fortunately, Xie Huai avoided suspicion and did not get involved!

This time, he just wanted to ask Zhang Yiyan and Yan Junge to come over and see how to deal with it. Meng Licheng was a little undecided.

When the group arrived at the hilltop where the Xie family's old house was, Zhang Yiyan looked at the iron net with a hole cut in it and asked without blushing or panting, "Can you find out what weapon broke it?"

Meng Licheng rubbed his head. He didn't catch the thief, but he sent two members of the Xie family to jail. Strictly speaking, they weren't members of the Xie family, but the family of Xie Yiqian's powerful wife.

Compared to Xie Huai, I have no objection at all and I fully support him!

"Zhang Ke, we found wood chips at the incision. It's impossible that the wood was cut!"

Zhang Yiyan nodded, looking very agreeable, "It's really impossible!"