Hidden Assassin: Volume 6 Under the Blue Sky, Section 28? Be My Boyfriend

I woke up in the morning, about four o'clock, and it was still dark and painful outside.

The soft and wide duvet covers his body. Next to him are two sleeping girls, with a light and familiar body scent, sleeping quietly against his body, with one hand on his neck, Leaning sideways, her slender legs are entangled with him, and the girl's skin is delicate and smooth, like satin, which brings a nice touch. Sha Sha has always been sleeping obliquely, with his back facing him, and as usual, he uses his left hand as a pillow to press under him. You can feel Sha Sha's breathing with your fingers. With a slight movement, you can touch the girl when she is sleeping. Kai's lips.

It's a bit difficult to get out of such a state of entanglement, but Jia Ming has finally been tested for a long time, gently shrinking and squirming, and quietly removing the quiet hand. When he left the duvet, the early morning of late spring was still cold. Even though it was nothing in terms of his physical fitness, he still put on a pair of trousers to tuck the quilt for the girl who was still sleeping on the bed. They kissed lightly on their foreheads, then opened the door and walked to the balcony.

The night is quiet, there are still lights faintly shining in the streets near and far, but it has also reached the quietest time in the city, the night is about to pass, and the morning has not yet begun, and occasionally the sound of cars flashes abruptly. Or the sound of some bicycles or carts. In the nearby vegetable market, the first group of people have already got up. The doors of some breakfast shops are still closed, but the lights are shining from the cracks in the doors. These people have already got up at two or three in the morning to prepare. Some pork and vegetable wholesale stalls have also been lit up with yellow lights. Some people are talking and laughing, the weights hum, and the sharp knife for cutting the meat cuts through the iron drill. It was especially quiet in the early morning in the open air.

The game room downstairs is said to be open 24 hours a day, but there are not many people who play overnight tonight, and the lights have been turned off and the shop has been closed. He stood by the balcony breathing the morning air, the pain in his brain became more acute, and the pain did not affect his body. The clearer the headache, the clearer the grasp of the surroundings. The whole body seems to have reached its limit. In this state, even if he loses the heart that truly kills everything, he is sure to face Yuan Lai Chaochuang at his peak and not let the wind fall.

Is it beyond the limits of the human body... Of course. It may also be an illusion after self-confidence has been expanded, since he was reborn. Having grasped the weaknesses of many enemies, every battle is actually not in a truly fair situation. Although the killer only looks at the outcome of things, if you want to objectively evaluate a person's true strength. Still have to take these advantages into consideration, and then judge if you lose these advantages. How much can I do?

There are always errors in fantasy, but what is the problem of headaches, Jia Ming is not a medical idiot, but he never knows what kind of headache can make a person’s state more perfect. Maybe he should find a hospital to take a brain photo. A film, but for the time being, I can’t find a very trustworthy brain doctor...Everyone has more or less problems with taboos and doctors. Jia Ming is considering this matter these days, but after all, he has not put it into practice. . Most of the headaches during this period of time were related to the Phoenix that sent him back. It is impossible for a human to solve problems at this level. Since he can't solve them, he doesn't bother to go through the roots for the time being, which only adds to his worries.

Speaking of it, this is a kind of cowardice. It has something to do with the life he is now living. It has something to do with Lingjing, Shasha, and Yahan. He clearly understands these things. If he were still Pei Luojia’s killer, he would not hesitate. Let others take a look at their own brains and use them for research, but now, since such things have not affected their lives, they are left alone.

Standing on the balcony for a while, the headache subsided. He went to open the door of a small room on the side. When I rented this house, there were two bedrooms. In theory, I gave it to two girls. The storeroom was packed and opened to Jia Ming as a bedroom. Of course, this arrangement is just to make it visible to outsiders. In general, this small enclosed room is Jia Ming’s studio, a clean box-spring bed, a desk for the computer, Jia Ming’s self-made or Many of the instruments I bought were connected to this modified computer. Various large and small boxes and electronic equipment took up most of the room.

Sitting on the spring bed, he turned on the computer, and then entered the information in an encrypted file: April 25, 1999, from 3:45 to 4:20 in the morning. He continued to have a headache for unknown reasons. .

Before this, the time of many headaches has been recorded in the document, and the time and duration of the onset are different, but if you look at the general trend, the onset is indeed more and more frequent, and the duration has also increased. The longer it gets.

All analysis and conclusions have proved that he really should go to the hospital for an examination.

Thinking about these things in my mind, the sound of quizzing came from the room next door, not long after. Lingjing brought a cup of hot coffee and opened the door. She was wearing a thin white coat and dangling slippers with banana designs. The seventeen-year-old beautiful girl still wore dim sleepy eyes: "You got up so early again. ......" The grunting voice is also soft.

"Some things... I don't want to be noisy

;Come on, when Jia Ming stretched out his hand, the girl was wearing only a pair of thin white silk pants on her legs. It was cold. She quickly pulled up the quilt on the bed and wrapped her up: "You don't feel cold. ."

"Don't you think..." Bend his legs and sat down next to Jiaming, rubbing his eyes quietly. Then he got into Jia Ming's arms and wrapped both of them in a quilt, "What's the matter, so anxious..."

"Oh, some information from Japan, I think of something, so I got up and have a look." Open an information bar, then turn on the music player, and the refreshing piano music flows softly in the room. Lingjing didn't bother to read any messages from Japan. She buried her head in Jiaming's arms and hummed softly along with the piano music, tapping with one hand on Jiaming's thigh.

"Jia Ming, Sister Yahan’s mother’s birthday today, when shall we be there in the afternoon?"

"Well, maybe after lunch, Sister Yahan will come to pick us up."

"Mom can leave work early until 4:30, shall we go there first?"

"Well. Let’s go to the hotel to play for a while, and then I will drive Sister Yahan’s car to the martial arts gym, and then go to the hospital to pick up Ye’s mother."

Recently, Yahan was often in the martial arts gym, but her little mother's birthday, the Ye family, refused, and agreed to go. Although the two parties do not know each other, such a banquet does not need to know each other. As for Liu Zheng. It is said that there was a negotiation with someone on the same day, and I couldn't get away if something happened.

"Heh...Uncle Liu is negotiating with someone, there will be nothing wrong, right." She yawned, and she asked softly.

"No way, don't worry, he is now the most powerful underworld boss in Jiang Hai."

Answered casually. Jia Ming embraces Lingjing with one hand, and manipulates the computer with a mouse with the other. Late spring, early morning. In this small house where the music was lightly flowing, the two spoke softly, and then Lingjing fell asleep like that. Jia Ming took the coffee and sipped it.

This is not the first time. As long as Jia Ming didn't deliberately steal from the bed with a killer method, Lingjing would always notice his departure, not long after. Came over with coffee and sit with him for a while, sometimes like today, he slept in Ming's arms at home, but not long after that, at about five o'clock, there were more voices in the street outside, and the girl's body was slightly shaken. Then he opened his eyes.

"Hmm..." She yawned in a daze, put her arms around him calmly, rubbed her eyes, and it took a long time to see the small alarm clock next to the computer, and her delicate feet stretched out from the quilt. Get off the bed lightly.

"I went back to sleep..." muttered in her mouth, she kissed on the cheek at home, and went back to the master bedroom with her slippers. Soon after, when Jia Ming walked to the bedroom door to look, he saw two girls hugging and sleeping on the bed, like lilies in full bloom in the night.

By now, I have already understood that they are not real lilies, but in many cases, this will still be the topic of ridicule among the three. Every time I think of the two little girls watching **** for the first time, and then Checking each other's hymen on the bed, when Lingjing was forced to open her legs by rustling, Jiaming couldn't help but want to laugh. It was the most precious scene in their childhood memory...

The world of three people is very simple and romantic to say, but in fact, there are also places to be carefully maintained. For example, if it is a world of two people, perhaps Lingjing will accompany Jia Ming to sleep until dawn, but The seventeen-year-old girl has extremely delicate thoughts, so she chooses to go back and continue to sleep. When Shasha is in bed, she often targets Lingjing as a sneak attack and entanglement, but her temperament seems careless and careless. Lung is actually the one that entangles Jiaming the most. Many times, I just want to make Jiaming happier.

Everyone understands these things in their hearts, because between them, apart from Jiaming and Lingjing like each other, Jiaming and Shasha like each other, Lingjing and Shasha, in the final analysis, they also like each other, such as family affection and love. . Life itself is a process in which everyone accommodates each other. Of course, only those who are willing to accommodate and surrender for each other can truly live together.

As time goes by, the streets in the early morning soon become lively. The breakfast shop is opened, and the vendors in the vegetable market not far away are also full. Various early-morning vehicles are pushed down the street. The early risers and housewives also went out. For Jia Ming and others on Sunday, it was usual to sleep in late, but since he got up early today, Jia Ming was planning to go out and buy some breakfast ingredients and come back. From the balcony to the bedroom, he heard the sound of rustling.

"Sleep... I want to sleep... Please, quiet beauty, sleep with me... Don't go, I will bite your **** if you go..."

The voice was very sad. Jiaming opened the door and saw Lingjing only wearing underwear and bust, standing helplessly beside the bed holding the trousers, half of Shasha's body got out of the bedding, not waking up, so she closed her eyes and body. It was soft like a ooze monster, her hair was loose and she looked like a water ghost, and her face was really attached to Ling Jing's buttocks. His hands clasped Ling Jing's thighs tightly. It was so pitiful.

Seeing Jiaming come in with a smile but a smile

Holding his pants and glanced at him sadly: "Oh, I won't find Jiaming when I go out to buy and sleep..."

"Don't... Jia Ming is holding it hard, not soft without you... His hands are always stalking me, and he stuffs long thin things into my mouth..."

Never noticed Jia Ming who came in, Shasha mumbled endlessly, smiled quietly, and looked at Jia Ming suspiciously, only to see Jia Ming spread his hands: "What long, thin, she said yesterday. It’s always my finger late..."

"Okay, I really want to get up. Don't eat breakfast this morning..."

"Don't leave, let Jiaming buy breakfast..."

"Don't hold me..."

"Ah!"

For a long time to say it's useless, Sha Sha bit down Lingjing's ass, the cotton gauze underwear was bitten in her mouth, Lingjing struggled without crying or laughing. The skin on half of the buttocks was exposed for nothing, even though Jia Ming had seen his body countless times. Lingjing was still ashamed to block with both hands. Jiaming smiled and pushed her over: "Well, classmate Lingjing, you can accompany her to bed, I will be responsible for breakfast."

The ordered Lingjing sat on Shasha’s head and took the opportunity to pull Lingjing onto the bed. Shasha stretched out from the quilt and kicked her slender foot on Jiaming’s ass: "Smelly Man...My nose was sitting down..." Jia Ming ran out of the room with a smile.

There is breakfast on the street outside. But as long as it's not in a hurry, the three of them still choose to do it themselves. Of course, it should be said that Jiaming and Lingjing made them. They bought fresh lean meat and chopped green onion in the morning, and brought back a few fried dough sticks. Then they cooked soup and boiled the noodles. After being entangled by the rustle for a while, Lingjing also got up, and simply cleaned up the messy room last night. Sha Shawu couldn't get up on the bed. Then they said that the three of them really looked like a family: Jiaming's father, Lingjing mother, and Shasha's daughter. For her shameless remarks, Jia Ming and Ling Jing smiled and despised, because according to their age, rustle was the biggest among the three.

Nothing happened today. After breakfast, I went for a walk. After I came back, I watched a movie. Then Jiaming watched comics, and Lingjing and Shasha played games. At about ten o'clock, someone knocked on the door.

"Sister Yahan, isn't it?" Putting down the game console in his hand, Lingjing put on his slippers and opened the door. It was a little surprised when the door opened, because the visitor was not Yahan. Although I have been there once or twice, it is not a frequent visitor. Dongwan Wan, who is in healthy sportswear, smiled calmly and waved: "Hi, Lingjing, is Jia Ming here?"

"Uh...he is here, come in."

At this time, Dongfang Wan, who is in casual sportswear, looks a bit like a boy, but it feels different from Sha Sha. Sha Sha has always been unrestrained and fierce, sometimes savage, and looks charming and charming in front of the boy he likes. Dongfang Wandi felt calm, with a touch of nobility and arrogance. Before she was angered by Jia Ming, she was actually somewhat similar to her brother Dongfang Road's temperament.

For nearly a year, she ran a toy company while studying. Jia Ming still had a title in it, accounting for a portion of the shares and dividends. Lingjing and Shasha naturally knew it, sometimes—though the number of times It's really rare. It has something to do with Jia Ming's completely unprofessional spirit-Jia Ming was called out for some work, and Lingjing and Shasha also knew it.

Entering the room, Jia Ming changed from lying on the sofa reading comics to sitting up, and Shasha also changed from lying on the carpet playing games to sitting cross-legged. Lingjing brought the water out, and Dongfang Wan was also straightforward: "Actually, come here today. I have something to ask Jia Ming for a favor."

"Can you not help?" Jia Ming raised his eyelids from behind the comic book. Lingjing gave him a blank look in front of the game console.

"What~ IndoMTL.com~ That's your company too. It's just a little thing." Dongfang Wan also rolled her eyes. Now she won't be angry about a little thing, the two of them The exchanges between them are always like this, and they always have to raise the bar to get a good deal, but to be honest, as long as there is a theory, Jia Ming has never refused even though his face is unhappy.

"Yes, there is a banquet today, Mrs. Zhang's family, said it is Mrs. Zhang's birthday today, the Guyuan Hotel." From his pocket, he took out two invitation cards and shook them, and then pushed one to Jia Ming. "As you know, the Zhang family’s product sales are not the same type as toys, but at this banquet, there are definitely a lot of big supermarkets, big store owners, and distributors. Then I will be around Teacher Zhang. I know a lot, but that guy Lei Qing will definitely go this time. He has a strong family and a wide network of contacts. He has recently made it clear that he has broken our business. So, as usual..."

She tilted her head and tapped her finger on the invitation card a few times: "This is your invitation card...being my boyfriend."

Holding the comic book, Jia Ming looked at her lazily, then let out a sigh of relief and put the book down.

"Are the invitation cards great?" With a brush, Jia Ming waved his hand, and the big red invitation card spread out in front of Dongfang Wan like a fan, "I have six cards."