moonlight lure

He groaned lowly while kissing her by clasping the back of her neck. He patted her leg with his other hand and said, "Be gentle."

She was so angry that she bit him hard. Who should be gentler?

The two kissed each other for a long time. He carried her to the shower room and turned on the shower. He put her down and turned around to adjust the water temperature. Song Shiwei thought it was finally over, but before she could breathe a sigh of relief, the next second she was grabbed by his shoulders, rolled over and pressed against the wall.

She was lying on her arms, very autistic, and her voice was hoarse and weak: "Officer Ji Yanchen, can you give me some saliva?"

The tone of the person behind her was as cold as the instructor during her college military training: "Hold on and drink after you finish."

She turned back and scolded him: "You bastard! I will change the door code tomorrow. You are not allowed to come to my house anymore."

He picked her up by the waist and casually revealed her trick: "You want to lock the door while I go out to get water."

Her arrogance instantly turned to guilt: "I didn't!"

He chuckled, stopped talking, and the silence continued.

It was another hour before the shower was finally over.

Song Shiwei was so tired that she almost collapsed, and her brain became sober after getting over the sleepiness. She was exhausted and lay in a daze on the new sheets he had changed. Half a day later, he came back from the living room, sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her legs involuntarily. She was horrified and her pupils trembled: "You again?"

Ji Yanchen was amused by her reaction and shook the ointment in his hand: "Apply the medicine."

Song Shiwei was still a little confused and asked with a suspicious look, "Where did you get the medicine?"

He unscrewed the lid and explained: "I had the takeaway delivered before taking a shower and hung it on the door."

Her face twisted: "Give it to me, I'll do it myself."

He refused calmly: "Whoever develops it will protect it."

"..."

Song Shiwei kicked him on the shoulder angrily, her fair cheeks bulging with anger, "You want to protect me now? Why didn't you listen to me when I asked you to stop just now?"

Ji Yanchen pulled her legs apart and pressed them, squeezed some ointment on his fingers, and asked slowly: "I've done half the development work, how can I give up halfway?"

Unable to break free from his strength, she angrily buried her face in the pillow and refused to look at him. She gradually felt that the original burning pain was relieved by the slightly cool ointment. After he took the medicine without any distractions, he put down his things, wiped his hands, turned off the light, and went to bed. She was still a little sulky, so she turned her back and wrapped herself in a quilt, ignoring him.

Just now he "violated" her inhumanely for more than three hours. Except for the first two times, he was gentle, and the rest were completely forceful. She cried until her voice became hoarse. He just coaxed her and continued to bully her. She was not given any saliva to drink. None of the donkeys in the production team were treated like this.

At this moment, he was satisfied and returned to his usual obedient expression towards her. He hugged her from behind and apologized and reviewed. The more Song Shiwei thought about it, the more angry she became. Fortunately, she was still so worried about him today. She lowered her head and bit him hard on the arm.

The person behind her clung to her, and when she stopped, he stretched out his other arm and asked diligently: "Have you calmed down, my wife? Do you want to bite the right side too?"

Song Shiwei snorted and pushed his arm away. He took her waist and easily turned her over, lowered his head and kissed her cheek gently.

She wasn't really angry, so she let him kiss him wetly for a while, then asked softly: "What happened today?"

Ji Yanchen was silent for a moment, and his tone returned to his usual serious tone: "We were going to inspect the drug-making workshop in their pharmaceutical factory today. When we were about to enter, we suddenly received an order saying that there was danger and we had to retreat immediately."

"Although we retreated in time, due to the large scope of the explosion, we were still inevitably affected. After our people safely evacuated, we saw some employees trapped and went to rescue them. My mobile phone was burned out at that time."

Song Shiwei looked at his face in silence, and his retelling was an understatement. But in fact, although what happened tonight was a false alarm, it is not an exaggeration to say that he escaped from death. She asked in a low voice: "Why is there such timely news?"

He said: "I have to thank you for this."

"Thank me?"

"Well, the informant got the information from Mingdu."

Song Shiwei was silent for a long time.

She suddenly felt that this matter was destined to happen. From the beginning when the two of them met because of their respective investigations, to later they experienced Mingxu, the dark web, Xiaojing, and Hongjing together. As they get closer to the truth, they get closer and closer.

She liked the feeling of being on the same side as him, but what happened tonight made her realize that she was not so free and fearless. She understood that this was his job and that she should support him and not be a burden to him, but human nature inevitably made her feel depressed.

Not wanting him to discover her emotions, Song Shiwei was silent for a while and then took the initiative to change the topic: "Why do you bring a backup phone? Is this your special phone when you go on a mission?"

He hummed and twirled his fingers around her long hair: "That's right. It has been for many years. If the situation permits, I will bring this one with me. It is durable. If there is still time before something happens, I can leave a message."

Song Shiwei was slightly startled, but she didn't expect this reason.

Thinking of seeing [her] in the address book of his backup phone when she was in the hospital, she hoped that she would never receive messages from this number in her lifetime.

Seeing that she was silent again, Ji Yanchen was quiet for a while, then asked casually, "What did he tell you?"

Song Shiwei came back to her senses and looked away, not wanting to say more: "Some extreme complaints, dissatisfaction with me and our whole family."

He commented in a neutral tone: "Your relatives are also very difficult to deal with. You like him so much but still offend him."

Song Shiwei glanced at him and said meaningfully: "It's quite difficult for me too."

She imitated his accent and extended her voice, "I like someone so much, and yet someone wants to be weird with me."

Ji Yanchen laughed when he heard this. Her black eyes were shining brightly in the darkness, and they were too smart. He looked at her in trance for a long time, and then suddenly called her name: "Song Shiwei."

Her tone was a little aggressive and coquettish: "What are you doing?"

He looked at her face and said in a quiet voice: "I like you too."

Song Shiwei was ready to have another round of bickering with him, but her heart skipped a beat when she was choked by his unexpected confession.

She pretended to be disdainful and said: "Didn't I tell you many times just now that you should go to bed? I'm so sleepy."

After she finished speaking, she closed her eyes. After a moment of silence, she suddenly raised her hand and put it on his eyes: "Don't look at me!"

He chuckled, held her wrist and pulled it to his lips and kissed her: "Good night."

The night outside the window is hazy and the moonlight is bright.

He closed his eyes and hugged her tightly.