Case File Compendium - Chapter 227

    The days passed like this for a few days, and there was some rare calm before the storm.

    The commander wants them to maintain the status quo, the arrow is already in the draw, and there is no room for a slight error. At this time, any mistake may cause the failure of the entire plan.

    Xie Qingcheng and He Yu naturally understood the stakes, and they became more and more cautious whether it was work action or getting along in private.

    He Yu went out every morning and returned to the house at night. The two cooperated to organize and improve the intelligence details of the island. After dinner, Xie Qingcheng took the medicine and fell asleep. He Yu read a book at the desk for a while, and then went to bed.

    Although Duan Wen seems to have dispelled his suspicions now and does not send anyone to check the bedding, but for safety, they still have to play with each other under the quilt every night, making the big bed shake, The bedding is surging.

    Xie Qingcheng responded well after the side effects of No. 2 serum completely subsided, but He Yu was really uncomfortable.

    Since the commander said that they should pay attention to everything, in order to avoid missions that may come at any time, they have never done any real insertion.

      The semi-moist fabric was manipulating the hole, and the bottom of the **** was wet, and the movements became a little out of control.

    Whenever He Yu couldn’t control it, he would grab a pillow and put it between him and Xie Qingcheng, so that he would not really rub against Xie Qingcheng when he contradicted Below, when the desire is about to be released, he will lie down on the pillow, his lower abdomen is against the soft pillow, his buttocks will be pushed forward frantically, and then his hands will be stretched down, holding his **** that is ready to go, in the sacrilege Frowning fiercely shot out.

    The thick liquid would always spray onto Xie Qingcheng’s legs, but it was actually very subtle, not to mention that when He Yu released the heavy gasp, it swept in Xie Qingcheng’s ear, causing the Xie Qingcheng also gradually felt a little uncomfortable.

    When He Yu **** him through the cushion, the feeling of being squeezed in his abdomen became stronger. .

    In the next few nights, He Yu felt uncomfortable with the cushions, and once pushed too hard, the cushions slipped out of their lower abdomens, and He Yu indulged in desire He didn’t pull it back. When his waist and crotch sank between Xie Qingcheng’s legs, he felt the delicate and warm skin on the inner thigh. He was about to orgasm, and he suddenly fainted. He ripped off Xie Qingcheng’s panties, then put his own **** aside, and nakedly released his arrogant penis. The small hole shot out, and the shot made the coworker’s legs wet and sticky.

    After this time, there seems to be a clear but complex feeling lingering between the two.

    Although Xie Qingcheng knew that He Yu had not slept with Anthony, he did not think that He Yu still had a sincere love for him as he did back then. This may be due to the task, but also because of normalcy All men have desires.

    He Yu’s side is a little more serious. He also thinks that Xie Qingcheng is really with Chen Wan, and it is because of the task that he has to cooperate to do these things.

    They all know that the other party has forgiven them, and they still have desires for themselves, but there is a higher level of things, such as love, that no one dares to mention.

    Not to mention the war is imminent, so important things are waiting for them to deal with, it is too out of place to talk about personal feelings at this time. It seems that the soldiers in the eight o’clock TV series have already been beaten to death, and the protagonist is still discussing the issue of whether you love me or not, as if the number of people who die outside has nothing to do with the protagonist.

    Of course they don’t.

    They only have a little time at night, so they can take advantage of the public welfare and indulge some selfish desires that do not harm the overall situation. And in this indulgence of selfish desires, under such a day-to-day relationship, they were gradually and inevitably dragged into the abyss of old love by each other.

    Especially on this Mandela Island, on the eve of the war, they can only be selfish for such a moment, why should they find themselves uncomfortable in this moment of tenderness?

    So He Yu doesn’t seem to want to care about Chen slow anymore, he doesn’t want to care who Xie Qingcheng is with, as the atmosphere on the island is getting tense, the last days As he approached, He Yu changed his mind. He wanted to forcibly bring Xie Qingcheng under his wing to have fun in his last days, using the disguise of his work.

    Xie Qingcheng gradually stopped thinking about what kind of feelings He Yu had for him.

    At least this moment, He Yu really needs him.

    Every night they are getting more and more crazy, and the fire is getting heavier and heavier, but because they are separated by a layer of yarn that is no longer in love, since they don’t have to deal with Duan Wen’s inspection, they It didn’t really make the final step.

    It’s just that after He Yu took off the pillow, he shot against Xie Qingcheng’s legs every night without any cover. Between the belly and legs, and even the small hole is sticky semen.

    One time later, He Yu stared at Xie Qingcheng’s eyes between the quilts during ejaculation. He looked at those beautiful peach blossom eyes, and suddenly he couldn’t bear it any longer. Necessarily, he kissed Xie Qingcheng’s slightly panting lips.

    None of them expected this kiss, and when they both came back to their senses, they were already kissing together like a vent, and they didn’t even know who was pestering who.

    That night, not to deal with Duan Wen, but He Yu still inserted it.

    Because Xie Qingcheng is in poor health, he is very restrained, but he can’t stand it just by entering a stem. The appetizers before the main dish actually aggravated the excitement of the actual insertion. Xie Qingcheng’s tunnel had never sucked him so intensely, he was just pressing against the contracted hole, and the lewd water seemed to be dripping out. .

    The two did not have any excuses that night, but they did personal affairs related to eroticism.

      It swayed and swayed, and the pale skin was covered with a gorgeous thin red. He Yu ripped off a condom at first, but he couldn’t stand it halfway through the fuck. He pulled out his wet and hot **** again, took off the condom, and pushed it in again hot. Xie Qingcheng was collapsed at the time, his hands tightened on the sheets, his knuckles turned white, he murmured in a hoarse voice: “Fuck you… You said you need to wear a condom… Wear a condom…!”

    “It’s not as cool as you wear it now.” He Yu was in a state of confusion, while shaking Xie Qingcheng to vent his desire and love, while panting, “It’s all taken off. , and I shoot the same outside.”

    I didn’t lie this time. Although He Yu had poor bedding and a tyrannical nature, he still remembered Xie Qingcheng’s frail body. , pulled out the **** from Xie Qingcheng’s hot and humid acupuncture point, and roared all of them onto Xie Qingcheng’s handsome face.

    Afterwards, he gasped and touched the face of the man under him. Under the dim quilt, he could vaguely see Xie Qingcheng’s lost expression.

    He suddenly felt an indescribable pity and pain just like three years ago.

    Pity is because of deep love.

    The pain comes from not getting it.

      What to say, no one dares to say anything, no one can say anything.

    So she didn’t say anything at all. After almost silent sex, she was silently entangled, kissed and hugged.

      In such an atmosphere, He Yu suddenly had an impulse.

    He grabbed Xie Qingcheng’s hand, lowered his eyelashes and kissed the tattoo on his wrist, and said softly: “Xie Qingcheng, you say, if serum No. 2 can really make If you are pregnant, are you sure you will have my baby?”

    Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes, he wanted to repeat what he had said to He Yu many times, it was just a false reaction, not to mention that this reaction has disappeared now. But he was very tired, and he didn’t have the strength to talk to He Yu any more.

    He Yu’s hand caressed his belly, and there was some confusion and unrealistic desire in his eyes. “In that case, when the war is over, maybe you won’t…”

    He didn’t say any more, as if resentful, bit Xie Qingcheng’s posterior carotid artery.

    Xie Qingcheng wanted to reprimand him, but when the words came to his lips, he felt annoyed, they were no longer in the previous relationship, and it was useless for him to reprimand He Yu.

    He Yu stared at his submissive appearance, and suddenly said abruptly: “Xie Qingcheng, do you remember, you never spoiled me before…”

    “…”

    “You always call me hate me.”

    “…”

    “But I liked you very much at that time and thought you were fine. Even if I get old and sick in the future, I will always love you…”

    Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes and listened to him.

    He seemed to be expecting a word, but he didn’t dare to expect a word.

    He felt that if these tenderness were not his illusions, if he could really hear He Yu say he liked it at this moment, then he might not be able to hold it at all, and his emotions would change with The collapse will make everything a mess.

    During the silence, Xie Qingcheng felt that He Yu’s lips touched the wound on his neck again, and the warm tongue touched the wound, and he moved slightly.

    He Yu let go of him, and where Xie Qingcheng could not see, his eyes were full of love-hate entanglement: “Xie Qingcheng.”

    “…huh?”

    Xie Qingcheng’s heart trembled.

    He turned around and looked at He Yu’s face in the dark night.

    He Yu: What’s the matter?”

    Xie Qingcheng looked at him for a few seconds, and he suddenly felt very, very unwilling. This kind of unwillingness is so strong that he believes that if the task in their hands is over now, then at this moment he may be completely unable to hide his feelings.

    But the most important task will be dispatched at any time, which of the two lunatics can withstand such an emotional risk.

    This normal person finally had to be Xie Qing to do it.

    He probably never lived for himself in his life.

    “What do you want to say to me?” He Yu asked him.

    I don’t know if it was Xie Qingcheng’s illusion, there seemed to be a slight tremor in He Yu’s voice. In the past, it was for acting, the show broke up, the spectators left, and they were entangled again, why?

      The lights were dimmed, the drums stopped, and the cheering people walked out. Only the cups and plates were left in a mess. Only the overlord had not disarmed, and Yu Ji was still holding a sword flower.

    Who is unwilling to leave?

    “Do you want to say something to me?”

    The trembling in her voice became more pronounced.

    Like two people who walked alone in the fog for a long time, faintly, they finally heard the call of another person-they seemed to realize something.

    In the fog, I looked around anxiously.

    Xie Qingcheng could already feel He Yu’s loss of control. He saw blood in He Yu’s eyes, which made Xie Qingcheng feel a strong impulse He was uneasy, as if some kind of instinct was telling him not to be so selfish. But the warm hopes He Yu gave him came like a tide, and the tide made him control his voice but not his body.

    Xie Qingcheng suddenly leaned over and kissed He Yu’s lips.

    “Do it again.”

    He whispered to He Yu hoarsely during the kiss.

    He Yu’s heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his eyes widened to look at him.

    Xie Qingcheng’s reaction was to grab He Yu’s hair and kiss him again.

    “I wanted to do it. No regrets.”

    The two of them were too intense this night, Xie Qingcheng was sitting on He Yu’s waist and moving, each stroke went very deep, He Yu seemed to get more than It was a sexual consolation, and the gap in his heart seemed to be filled with Xie Qingcheng’s breathing and the rhythm of Xie Qingcheng’s hips.

    He hugged him, stared obsessively at the man who was sitting on top of him, frowning and swaying, from kissing his chest to kissing his chin, and finally pressed him back. On the bed, he lifted his legs and **** the shivering man.

    They throbbed in the dark night, panting, falling into beasts of desire, trembling and intertwining, fighting to death. At the end, Xie Qingcheng raised his neck under He Yu, shaking like a near-death, almost unable to shoot anything anymore. His face was deeply carved into his heart, and he suddenly lost consciousness when he was **** again and spat out thin semen…

    The next morning, Xie Qingcheng and He Yu woke up together. To be precise, they were woken up by the micro-electrical sensing of the Fengbo system.

    The hidden headset was inserted, and as soon as it was connected, the commander’s excited voice came from the headset: “It’s done! The weapon deciphering of the rapid cold light has been completed!”

    He Yu and Xie Qing were shocked, they were completely sober and looked at each other.

    They all know that this means that the war is about to start, and the drum of war they have been waiting for is finally about to be beaten.

    “The program designed by Zoya is very complicated. We spent a lot of time. Fortunately, we finally found a way to destroy her device…” It can be seen that the commander is very excited. , At this time, he couldn’t control the high emotions in his voice. He gushed a lot of words, and then suddenly reacted, “Are you two still together?”

    He Yu put her finger on the headset and used the quilt to cover it: “Yes, go on, Commander.”

    “It’s half past five in the morning for Mandela.” The commander was stunned, “You guys are…”

    “Following the old days.” He Yu’s eyes indicated that Xie Qingcheng didn’t need to explain more, and then said, “What do we need to do with our cooperation?”

    “Oh, yes yes.” The commander immediately retracted his words, he cut to the chase, “It’s about the time of the second full-scale attack, we currently have a plan. The soldiers are very fast. Now that they have been cracked, they cannot be delayed. Tomorrow night at six o’clock, Mandela Island time, the new troops will implement the landing plan code-named ‘Headwind’ and start a decisive battle with Duan Wen. However, before that …”

    He Yu has already guessed: “You need to cooperate with us to destroy the control system of the rapid cold light before six o’clock, right?”

    Commander: “Yes, the range of the rapid cold light is very long, we can’t get close to the island during the process of landing, and I am afraid that the defense level around it has also been upgraded to a high level, and it can be attacked from the outside. It’s almost impossible, so the headquarters needs you to complete your last mission and destroy it completely before the general battle begins!”

    Deciphered by the headquarters, there are three program data tracks in Fast Cold Light. The three tracks complement each other, destroy one of them, and the other two will be quickly repaired automatically, so three people must be in control at the same time Inside the room, at the same time operating under the remote command of the headquarters, and cutting off three tracks at the same time, this weapon can completely die.

    He Yu and Xie Qingcheng are currently only two people, and there is only one short of it, so they must rescue Zheng Jingfeng before 6 o’clock tomorrow night. It’s half past five, and there are still more than 30 hours. There’s not much time left for them.

    He Yu and Xie Qingcheng got up with their own thoughts and looked back at each other.

     about human life. Ebola patients with mental illness have always avoided emotional ups and downs, and it is extremely inappropriate to talk about emotions.

    Xie Qingcheng’s voice was hoarse after the affair, he said to He Yu: “Go ahead.”

    He Yu agreed.

    Before leaving, He Yu took one last look at Xie Qingcheng.

    In that infinite morbid look, he thought about the feelings Xie Qingcheng still had for him, no matter the severity, he felt extremely happy and mixed with pain, in order not to make it all out of control , he turned his eyes, took a deep breath, pushed the door and walked out.