Chapter 239 Police Officer’s Suspect
Qiu You's hands were calloused and scarred, and felt a little rough to the touch. In addition, the temperature of his palms was very high, and it was as if he was burned by the sparks of a spark when he was enveloped.
Crushed, everything, everything.
The annoyance and anger boiling like flames, together with the past, disorganized thoughts, or the clear mind that knows how to make decisions, can no longer be pieced together at this moment.
The broken porcelain was crushed into powder again by the soles of the shoes, and the overlapping and broken sounds changed from crisp to dull.
The damage left the kitchen in a bit of a mess. Irregular porcelain tiles were spread on the floor, and there were debris beside the sink. Lin Zhi's shirt was slightly rolled up, and he waved aside any debris that might scratch him.
There was a vague pain in the unknown corners of the skin, adding hot oil to the fire. At this moment, they were no longer the source of anger, but the fuel to maintain the fire of love.
The air conditioner in the living room was turned off not long ago, and the cool air was still circulating in the room, but it was unnoticeable.
Lin Zhi was lifted up and saw the blood marks on Qiu Hui's eyebrow bone. It was probably caused by the broken glass before. A small wound of about one centimeter was left on it. There were not many blood vessels around the wound, so the bleeding was slow. The blood did not condense into droplets and flow down, but just spread at the wound, making the man more fierce under the light.
Qiu You happened to be looking at him with lowered eyes. When his eyes were locked, there was a sense of danger of becoming a prey in a cage. That feeling made people excited.
Scars and hatred go well together, Lin Zhi thought. The blood made him more powerful and destructive, and the greed and thirst and the fanaticism injected into his body became extreme at the same time.
It's so erotic that people want to widen the wound and let the sea of fire ignite themselves.
Lin Zhi kissed Qiu You's blood stains away and said softly: "Officer, are you too tired today?"
The white light illuminated the young man's beautiful face, and the scarlet tip of his tongue was clearly visible. His eyes were curved with a smile, and under the gentle and soft skin, there was a clear malice.
He dropped his words lightly, making waves, waiting to be drowned.
The warmth of his lips still remained on Qiu You's face, and he sneered with unknown meaning.
Lin Zhi's fingertips tightened so hard that they lost all color.
The lights swayed and formed double images in the blurry field of vision. At a certain moment, they flickered a few times and suddenly went out.
Maybe there was a power outage, maybe the circuit breaker tripped, no one cared.
The moonlight falling into the window illuminates the young man's beautiful and well-proportioned back. Under the slightly thin outline, the man's palm has a distinct shape.
The porcelain that had been trampled to pieces was sleeping quietly in the silvery light, with a few pieces containing dripping white porcelain.
The fallen medicine bottle in the living room was accidentally kicked away, and the air-conditioning trapped in the space dissipated into nothing.
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Compared with most cities, Runing is a city that never sleeps. Even if it is one o'clock in the evening, there are still many people visiting it.
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