deep desire

Feng Si accelerated all the way and stepped on the accelerator, speeding along the road down the mountain.

Lu Jing looked back deeply, and the two cars behind were chasing up with their dazzling headlights, following very closely, afraid that they would not be able to get away easily.

"Unfasten your seat belt, turn sideways and help me stabilize the steering wheel." Feng Si said suddenly.

He picked up the gun he grabbed just now, and reminded Lu Jingshen: "Move faster."

Lu Jingshen didn't hesitate, believed him almost instinctively, let go of the seat belt and leaned sideways as Feng Si said, and helped him hold the steering wheel with both hands, even though this position was very difficult for Lu Jingshen.

Feng Si threw out the sentence "Don't turn around and drive forward", with one foot still on the gas pedal, he slammed open the car door on his side, leaned out, slid down, and fired two shots at the rear very quickly .

The vibration of the eardrum was more violent than before, and Lu Jingshen's mind was almost blank, except for trying his best to stabilize the steering wheel, he couldn't react.

After that, he heard the screeching sound of tires rubbing against the ground and crashing. Feng Si got back into the car, closed the door hard, and took the steering wheel back from his hand.

Everything happened in an instant, and when Lu Jingshen let go, his hands were already dripping with cold sweat.

He moved back to the passenger seat, and then he had the energy to look at the rear. Feng Si's two bullets hit the tires of the car in front, and the two cars collided and hit the right mountain wall, then overlapped and rolled over on the mountain road In the middle, the people inside may not be able to climb out in a short time.

Lu Jing breathed a sigh of relief, Feng Si threw the phone over and reminded him: "Call the police."

A quarter of an hour later, their car was parked at the side of the road at the foot of the mountain and waited for the police. Lu Jingshen was still a little bit overwhelmed, and his brows were furrowed.

Feng Si reached out and touched his ear: "Does it hurt? Can you still hear the sound?"

Lu Jing tilted his head in some discomfort. His eardrums were indeed tingling from the sound of the gunshot, but fortunately, it shouldn't be a big problem: "...how are you?"

Feng Si smiled and said: "It's okay, I have been professionally trained, you forgot that I have been in the Air Force for three years, and I have also trained with guns."

Lu Jing knew it well, no wonder he was able to play so accurately and with full confidence.

Gradually calming down, Lu Jingshen was about to say something, but he faintly smelled the smell of blood in the air, and his expression paused slightly.

After pressing the interior lights of the car, it was clear that Feng Si's left arm was bleeding, and the sleeve of his shirt was dirty.

Seeing the horror in Lu Jing's deep eyes, Feng Si explained nonchalantly: "The bullet from the shot on the mountain just just passed by. Fortunately, it's just a scratch."

Lu Jingshen: "Why didn't you say that just now?"

He frowned again, took Feng Si's hand, and carefully helped him roll up the sleeves of his shirt. The wound was on the upper side of the forearm. The burn area was quite large, and blood was still oozing out, and it was completely invisible." okay" where.

"We're going to the hospital now." Lu Jing said with a dark face.

Feng Si: "The police haven't arrived yet, so we have to figure out who those are. They seem to be here for you."

"Go to the hospital." Lu Jingshen insisted.

Feng Si had no choice but to deal with his hands as soon as possible. After hesitating, he didn't object anymore and made a phone call.

Lu Jing was deeply upset and didn't care to listen to who he was calling. When Feng Si was about to start the car, he pushed open the door: "Change hands, I'll drive."

Feng Si: "Do you have a driver's license here?"

Lu Jingshen had already walked around to the driver's seat, opened the car door on his side, and said in an irresistible voice, "Get out of the car."

Feng Si thought that Lu Jingshen came here for vacation every year, probably because he had a driver's license, so he stopped trying to be brave and exchanged places with him.

After that, Lu Jing followed the route on the navigation and drove the car very fast all the way, with a tense expression all the time, without saying a word.

Feng Si turned his head to look at him a few times, but let it go, Lu Jingshen was probably really worried about himself, so he stopped teasing him at this time.

Half an hour later, in the emergency room of the hospital, the doctor helped Feng Si treat the wound. Lu Jing looked deeply at the bloody mess on his arm and felt a little uncomfortable. She got up and went to the corridor outside to take a breath.

As soon as he walked out, someone came in to say hello to him, Lu Jing turned his head deeply, it was the French man who lent them the plane earlier, Feng Si seemed to have said that his name was Ron.

"Feng called me just now and told me that you encountered a robber with a gun. He asked me to say hello to the police. What's wrong with him?" He was chatting and laughing with the doctors and nurses in high spirits, not half dead, and suddenly he was no longer interested in him.

He looked at the distraught Lu Jingshen in front of him, and raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you going in to see him?"

Lu Jingshen managed to regain his voice: "He's fine."

Ron tut tut: "Are you so indifferent to him? I don't think you're his boyfriend at all, are you?"

Lu Jing frowned deeply, but did not answer.

"I guessed it," the other party said with a smile, "I think people are very accurate. Your relationship has definitely not reached that point."

Lu Jing was deeply annoyed by this person's self-righteousness: "This is between me and him."

Ron shrugged: "As Feng's friend, I'm just asking casually."

His expression seemed rather regretful: "Isn't Feng's bed skills very good?"

Lu Jingshen's face became more and more ugly, and Ron raised his hand to indicate that he was not malicious, but just joking.

"He worked for me for a year, I knew he was my kind the first time I saw him, and he seemed very close, I thought he would be a good bed partner, but he kept rejecting me, He was only willing to keep a distance from me as a friend, and then he was annoyed by me to tell me that he came to work here because the person he was looking for could understand French and he wanted to try his luck.”

The other party kept looking at Lu Jingshen's face when he spoke, affirming his guess: "The person he is talking about should be you, right?"

Lu Jing was stunned. The second foreign language he chose in college was French. People in many African countries can speak French. He did often ask people for directions in French in Africa. Feng Si seemed careless, but he actually remembered it.

While Lu Jing was in a daze, Ron went to answer the phone.

Lu Jing stood by the door deeply, looking down at the shadow cast by the night at his feet, slightly absent-minded.

Feng Si came out and called him: "What are you doing standing here with your head down? Are you asleep?"

Lu Jing raised his eyes deeply, the wound on Feng Si's hand had been treated, and it was wrapped up with a bandage. The injured man was not serious, with a loose smile, looking straight at him.

Lu Jing's deep gaze fell on his arm, and he paused for a moment: "Has it been dealt with? How did the doctor explain it?"

Feng Si didn't care and said: "I took anti-inflammatory injections, stitches and medicines, it's not a big problem, but I have to pay attention these few days, don't get wet."

He turned around and saw Ron approaching, and asked him, "What did the police say?"

"When they arrived, those people just got out of the car and were about to run, but they were all caught and taken back. They said they wanted to rob you because they saw you were rich." Ron told them the news he had just received.

Feng Si restrained his expression and became serious: "No, they were focusing on Alex at the time, and they came for him. The guns they were carrying were not ordinary pistols, and they were chasing us. It was definitely not as simple as robbery. , I also picked up a gun there, please send it to the police station and let them know."

"That's no problem," Ron said, "I've already told them, let them investigate carefully, and they won't let it go easily, and you may have to go to the police station to make a record later."

Feng Si nodded: "Thank you."

The return trip was still driven by Lu Jingshen. When getting in the car, Feng Si saw the cake that fell under the passenger seat and only ate a few mouthfuls. He picked it up and threw it into the trash can by the side of the road. .”

Lu Jingshen: "I'll give you a raise when you go back."

Feng Si looked at him in surprise when he heard the words, and then smiled: "Does that mean we also need to calculate medical expenses, nutrition expenses and mental damage expenses? Is this considered compensation after work-related injuries?"

Lu Jing was a little annoyed when he heard that, except for giving money, he really didn't seem to have anything to express his gratitude to Feng Si, and this person didn't seem to be short of money at all.

"If you're not in a hurry, go back first." Feng Si reminded him with a smile.

Lu Jing started the car in deep silence.

Feng Si lit a cigarette, opened the car window on his side, propped his uninjured right arm on the window sill, and took a puff from time to time, seemingly not paying attention to the shock just now.

"Your hand is injured, please smoke less."

Lu Jingshen couldn't help reminding him.

Feng Si's gaze turned over: "This doesn't seem to be a conflict, does it?"

Lu Jingshen didn't say any more, he focused on driving while looking ahead, the cracked lines on the windshield were reflected in his eyes, as if something frozen was gradually shaking and shattering.

It was already past midnight when we returned to the winery, Feng Si took off his blood-stained shirt when he entered the door, and planned to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

Lu Jing pulled him deeply: "The wound on your body should not get wet."

"What's the matter, it's only on the left hand, be careful not to touch it at all," Feng Si said teasing him, "Then why don't you ask Mr. Lu to condescend and wash it for me?"

After speaking, he was ready to be rejected by Lu Jingshen. Lu Jingshen hesitated for a moment, but nodded: "Okay."

Feng Si raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect him to react like this: "Are you really washing it for me?"

Lu Jingshen: "It doesn't matter if there are no outsiders around,... this sentence is always valid."

Feng Si: "Oh?"

Lu Jingshen put his hand on the bandage on his arm, rubbed it lightly, and looked downcast with special focus, without giving himself a chance to regret it: "I don't want people to know, if you agree, it will always be like this."

Feng Si: "Don't let people know?"

Lu Jingshen: "Only this."

"Is there no way I can disagree?" Feng Si said indifferently, "It's up to you, as long as you think it's okay."

He withdrew his hand and went to the bathroom first.

Lu Jing was stunned for a moment, vaguely aware that Feng Si was probably still dissatisfied, but besides this, he really didn't know what else to do.

When Lu Jing followed in, Feng Si had already taken off his clothes and was about to boil water.

Lu Jing strode forward to hold his hand, frowned and said, "Stand back."

Feng Si wanted to laugh, but Lu Jingshen's nervous look was quite funny and rare.

Feng Si backed away in cooperation, Lu Jingshen took off the shower head and turned on the water towards the wall.

The person behind suddenly took a step forward, wrapped an arm around his waist, and breathed close to his ear: "Really, whatever is fine?"

Lu Jing's deep "yes" came to his lips, and he faintly felt that it was dangerous: "What do you want to do?"

Feng Si restlessly rubbed his waist: "Did you enjoy yourself on the plane?"

Lu Jingshen: "No, you also received anti-inflammatory injections, not tonight."

"I must?" Feng Si insisted.

He hooked Lu Jingshen and turned around, let him face him, raised his hand, rubbed his fingers on Lu Jingshen's lips, and slowly rubbed along the lips.

Lu Jing stared at him deeply, but didn't make a sound.

Originally, he planned to make Lu Jing happy tonight, but Feng Si couldn't help but want to bully him because of his provocative appearance.

Putting his fingertips between his slightly parted lips, Feng Si said: "Use here, okay?"