This appeared to be a storage room; the space inside was cramped, and two tall men squeezed in, their chests and thighs pressed tightly together.
Even their breathing sounds mingled together.
Feng Yuan only struggled subconsciously for a moment, but the familiar scent made him relax, and he quietly leaned his head back against the other person's chest.
A hoarse, choked voice called from above, so softly that it seemed as if a slightly harsher tone would drive the person away.
He called out, " A-Yuan..."
Feng Yuan's eyes trembled slightly.
"I know everything, A-Yuan." Shen Qianshan buried her head and nuzzled his neck, her voice hoarse. "I've come to take you home."
As soon as he finished speaking, he took a soft breath, "Hiss..."
" A-Yuan, are you angry with me?"
"..." Feng Yuan were red, but the hard touch made him instantly wipe away the tears in his eyes.
He originally wanted to pinch his thigh to try and wake himself up.
Unexpectedly, I pinched the wrong leg.
"Weren't we supposed to meet here?" Feng Yuan gritted her teeth against the man's hand, saying resentfully, "Where's the informant?"
Shen Qianshan instantly transformed into a fierce wolfhound, his tone both unreasonable and defiant. "I am the informant."
Feng Yuan was so angry that she bit him again.
Shen Qianshan remained silent and quietly endured it.
"We'll be leaving at this time tomorrow. I'll try to send you the location later."
Feng Yuan whispered, "The volume of this transaction is huge. The buyer is unaware of it, but they have a world-class mercenary group. Once this batch of goods is shipped out and enters the dark web, the consequences will be unimaginable."
"Therefore, you must spare no effort to completely intercept us in this mountain range."
After Feng Yuan finished speaking, he looked at him firmly and asked, " Shen Qianshan, do you understand?"
Shen Qianshan opened his mouth, but when he met his gaze, he couldn't utter a single word.
Feng Yuan said--
us.
A deep, unbearable pain welled up in Shen Qianshan's heart. He suddenly regretted saying such harsh words that day.
At least, be a little more tactful.
Did you eat that day...?
Feng Yuan choked, never expecting that even at a time like this, this blockhead would still be thinking about these things!
"I didn't eat!" she said defiantly.
"Sweet and sour pork, I didn't make it that night, I saved some for you," Shen Qianshan said in a deep voice. "When we get home, I'll make as much as you want."
Feng Yuan lowered his head and gave a cryptic smile.
"It's been so long, is it still edible?"
Shen Qianshan choked up, and after a long while, his Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty. He turned his face and looked at him with a deep gaze.
After a while, he lowered his head and kissed the lips that the other person offered.
Gently bite.
"Able."
Feng Yuan gritted his teeth, raised his hand to wrap around the other's neck, and kissed him in that position.
After kissing for a long time, feeling it wasn't enough, she turned around, forcefully pressing her knee against the door to separate his legs.
He grabbed the person and kissed them fiercely and aggressively.
Like a mad and wild beast, with a desperate and ruthless determination, it seemed to want to devour people whole.
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When Shen Qianshan returned to the army, several of his subordinates gathered around, their faces full of surprise.
"Boss, what happened to your lip?"
"It's not just the lips, ouch... it's been gnawed on!"
"Which beauty is it? She looks so fierce."
"This is bad for your tall and mighty image, boss. Are you going to fight back?"
"Nonsense! Do you even need to tell me that!"
Shen Qianshan:...
He didn't stop, walking with a brisk pace, passing through the group of brothers into the base. His voice was cold and deep as he commanded, "Notify the others, assemble in the conference room in five minutes!"
Everyone immediately changed their playful demeanor, stood up straight, and saluted. "Yes, sir!"
Shen Qianshan was stopped by Feng Chi in the corridor before he even reached the conference room.
The man exuded a chilling aura, his clothes stained with blood, and his icy eyes seemed to lower the temperature of the surrounding air.
Shen Qianshan's gaze lingered on the bleeding fingertip for a few seconds before he calmly looked away and pushed open the door.
"Would you like to come in and have a seat?"
Feng Chi raised his eyes, his gaze cold and ruthless. He moved with lightning speed, drawing his military knife the instant he charged forward. Shen Qianshan blocked with his bare hands, and in the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged several blows.
"You're injured." Shen Qianshan's brows furrowed. "Calm down."
Feng Chi sneered coldly.
"Ahem!" A stern voice came from the doorway. After two light coughs and a quick knock, it said, "If you want to fight, go outside..."
Swish!
The military knife grazed his left cheek and plunged viciously into the wall across the corridor behind him.
"Director!"
" Director Lu!"
The guards behind him broke out in a cold sweat and drew their guns to protect him.
Lu Xing wiped the blood from his face, gestured for everyone to put down their guns, and slowly walked in, placing the documents on the table.
Then he turned to Feng Chi and asked in a deep voice, "Are you calm now?"
Shen Qianshan stiffened slightly and looked at Feng Chi.
The man stood sideways, his hands trembling slightly as they hung at his sides.
She looked up at him and smiled, "What do you think?"
After Lin Shuheng was sent abroad, Feng Chi delineated the approximate area around where Lin Shuheng disappeared and established a base and mercenary group.
Feng Chi's trip was merely a collaboration with the military, exchanging information; they carried out their assigned tasks, while he killed those who deserved to be killed.
It's that simple.
Decisions and plans are made without interference between them.
But when he clashed with Gu Xun today, the other party kept retreating, as if deliberately trying to attract his attention, saying that guests had come to his house and he had to go back to entertain them.
Feng Chi's bad premonition grew stronger, and sure enough, he received a call from Xu Mingzhuo when he returned to the base.
Wen Jiu has been arrested.
The location and surveillance data have also been sent to the police.
The person he protected so tightly, whom he wished he could hold in his hands and warm in his arms, unknowingly became a pawn in their scheme.
It was obvious that he had been tricked by these people.
"Then sit down and let me explain what happened and our plan." Lu Xing pulled out a chair and sat down. "Then you can decide for yourself whether to stay here or go back to rescue them."
"I'll rescue him myself, but cooperation is unnecessary." Feng Chi glanced at Shen Qianshan and sneered, "I was originally going to tell you about Feng Yuan, but now... ha."
"I'm not getting involved in this mess."
Shen Qianshan felt a surge of anxiety and stepped forward, but his hand was forcefully pushed away.
Feng Chi left decisively. Shen Qianshan chased after him, but before he had taken two steps, he heard a rustling sound, followed by a low, youthful voice—
" Feng Chi, I miss you so much..."
A clear, bright voice; a soft, gentle tone; a familiar voice.
So familiar with him that Feng Chi stopped in his tracks upon hearing just the first word.
"Still not eating?" Gu Xun's voice came closer, becoming clearer after the slight sound of the door opening. "I've prepared lunch for you."
"Get out! I'm not eating!" Wen Jiu yelled, "I hate you!"
"I won't eat for a day if you don't let me see Feng Chi!"
Gu Xun chuckled lightly, "But this time there's your favorite chicken leg."
Wen Jiu's stomach began to protest; "... Heh, do you think I love chicken legs?"
"The one I love is clearly Feng Chi!"
"Yes, and hot pot too." Gu Xun nodded to show he was listening, his tone unhurried. "Extra spicy."
Wen Jiu's mouth began to protest. "I... I won't..."
"Oh, and the barbecue too," Gu Xun added. "The barbecue here is pretty good; you should like it."
Wen Jiu's entire body began to protest. "..."
Would you like to try some, my little guest?
After a long silence, Feng Chi gritted his teeth, already knowing the outcome.
He turned to look at the boy in the corner, whose presence was barely noticeable. The boy was holding a notebook and sitting on a small stool. When he noticed Feng Chi Dao Ren's gaze, he sat up straight instantly. Even his thick glasses couldn't hide the clear stupidity in his eyes.
Lu Xing Wen Jiu's impassioned speech when he saw this, so he simply patted his beer belly and said leisurely, "He's just a child, don't blame him, I was the one who asked him to be released."
Feng Chi laughed, glanced at Shen Qianshan beside him, and went back with a cold face.
A sharp-eyed soldier immediately pulled out a chair for him.
The twenty-two young men blocking the corridor stared intently at Feng Chi's retreating figure, their eyes darting around.
Who is this? They have such an imposing presence!
Is the person speaking his lover?
I don't know, but their voices sound so cute, haha!
Little glutton vs. big boss? That's fucking cool!
What's so cool about it? Did you see the military knife stuck there?
What's the use of being handsome? He's like an iceberg. I don't know what that boy saw in him.
They want to kill me!
Even Director Lu is afraid of him!
Hey! Awesome!
Shen Qianshan:...
"Go in, don't block the way."
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately scurried inside.
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Feng Doggy: Honey, is your love for me less than a lunch?
Wen Jiu (feeling guilty): I... I call this conserving my energy!