The rooms at the Special Operations Division station in City C have excellent sound insulation capabilities and can also resist radio and electromagnetic interference. No one can eavesdrop or peek at them.
After throwing the display out, Huo Shaoheng and Gu Nianzhi were the only two people left in the room.
Since Gu Nianzhi lost all consciousness at this time and was no longer a person, Huo Shaoheng was the only one who was still awake and normal.
He was still wearing a military uniform, stretched out his long legs wearing military boots, sat on the white hardwood sofa, and stared in the direction of the bed.
It was a deep night, and there were no lights in the room. He closed the curtains, and the thick golden velvet soundproof and blackout curtains hung from the roof to the ground, motionless.
Opposite is his large bed, which is covered with neat and refreshing ivory white thin striped 1800-thread Egyptian cotton sheets, which Gu Nianzhi chose for him.
He actually doesn't care about these things. He usually sleeps on missions outside, in snowy and muddy polar regions, and in high mountains, deserts and swamps.
But when he got home, he always followed Gu Nianzhi.
Fortunately, although she is young, her taste is not bad. Every time she chooses something, it is in line with Huo Shaoheng's wishes.
For example, this ivory white thin-striped bed sheet is not only very comfortable, but also extremely in line with his mysophobia.
The first pillow is an Egyptian cotton memory pillow of the same color and same quality. It is said to be good for the cervical spine and was specially chosen for him by Gu Nianzhi.
The only extra thing was a fresh and tender female body - Gu Nianzhi.
Huo Shaoheng couldn't help but light another cigarette and stared at her for a long time.
He didn't smoke, he just lit a cigarette out of habit and held it between his fingers. When the cigarette went out automatically, he lowered his head and put the cigarette butt in the ashtray.
There was a smell of cigarette smoke in the room. Huo Shaoheng pressed the indoor remote control, turned on the ventilator, and pumped the air in the room. The smell of smoke disappeared quickly.
He slowly took out the cigarette case from his pocket, threw it on the coffee table, leaned back on the sofa, and let out a long breath.
At some point he took out a Zippo lighter, which Gu Nianzhi also bought for him.
Huo Shaoheng raised the lighter, put it on fire with an expressionless expression, then put it out, made it light again, put it out again, put it on fire again, and put it out again.
Just like this, I fiddled with the lighter over and over again.
In the increasingly dark room, only the lighter between his fingers shone out from time to time, illuminating his statue-like profile, which was so handsome that it made people despair, and it was so cold that it made people palpitate.
It was quiet inside and outside the house, except for Gu Nianzhi's continuous moaning from time to time.
After an unknown amount of time, his cell phone screen suddenly lit up in the darkness.
Huo Shaoheng glanced at it.
It was a text message from Chen Chen: Mr. Huo, have you started? Are you okay? No, can I help you find someone? It's just a one-night spring dinner, and since it's so beautiful, there will definitely be a crowd of suitable candidates. I guarantee that no one will remember it afterwards, and I guarantee that they must be in good health and do not have any STDs...
Huo Shaoheng frowned, smashed his cell phone to pieces, threw away the lighter in his hand, stood up, looked at her for a long time, and finally walked over to the bed and sat on the head of the bed.
He patted her face and asked hoarsely: "Sad? Need relief?"
His eyes were dark and dark, and no one could detect his true thoughts.
Gu Nianzhi's consciousness had long been blurred, and his whole body was paralyzed.
He smelled a strong smell of male hormones in his nose, and Gu Nianzhi immediately went towards it...
Huo Shaoheng's night vision has always been very good.
Although the room was dark, his eyes had adapted to the darkness.
The air was filled with a subtle sweet fragrance, Gu Nianzhi's face was strangely flushed, and his unfocused eyes were misty, adding to the temptation.
Huo Shaoheng looked away, grabbed the remaining long Hermès silk scarf on the bedside table, put it on her face, lifted her head, tied a knot behind her head, and covered her eyes.
A dark blue Hermes scarf covered her watery eyes.
Gu Nianzhi couldn't actually see anything. Her consciousness completely collapsed. It was as if she was locked in a dark room with no way out and could only hold on for dear life.
This state seemed familiar to her deep in her consciousness...
After covering her eyes, Huo Shaoheng touched Gu Nianzhi's cheek. His palm was warm and soft, and at the same time he felt the sweat on his hand, which was dripping wet.
It seems that there can be no further hesitation.
Huo Shaoheng took a deep breath, stood up from his bed, put his hands on the belt buckle at his waist to unbutton it, threw the belt to the ground, and then began to unbutton the military uniform, starting from the bottom one, using his long and strong fingers. Go up and untie it one by one, finally stopping at the neck, and then slowly unbuttoning the military uniform button below the neck.
He took off his military uniform and threw it on the sofa next to the bed, then threw off his knee-high military boots, and walked to the bathroom wearing only gray and black boxer briefs.
After a while, there was the sound of water rushing in the bathroom, and a strong and graceful man's body was reflected on the frosted glass door of the bathroom.
…
After taking a shower, Huo Shaoheng walked out with a brown cotton towel around his waist and his bare chest.
Turn on the corner lamp in the bedroom, and the tall body looks like an ancient Greek god, projected on the off-white wallpaper.
His skin color is slightly brown, his shoulders are broad and his back is broad. His clear mermaid lines wind around his eight-pack abs and go deep into the bath towel around his waist.
The waistline is strong and narrow, the hips are straight, and the legs further down are even stronger and straight, containing huge explosive power.
Standing beside the bed, he lowered his head, and a drop of water slowly dripped from his hair, rolling down his Adam's apple and onto his muscular chest.
Gu Nianzhi was struggling desperately in bed, his clothes had been crumpled into a ball of pickles, and the exposed skin was all pink.
Huo Shaoheng looked at her expressionlessly, pulled away his bath towel and threw it on the sofa.
…
He frowned. Could it be that all these years of anti-seduction training have no effect at all
When he was training in the past, even if he took the love potion, he could still face the most enchanting "swallows" without changing his face and remain completely indifferent.
He has never had any "actual combat" with "live ammunition" in so many years. Part of the reason is because his willpower and restraint are so strong that no one has been able to arouse his truly unstoppable desire.
He has always regarded himself as a perfect war machine.
So this time, Huo Shaoheng was confused and dissatisfied with his body.
He took a deep breath, frowned and lay down on his bed, the extremely elastic mattress sinking heavily.
As soon as I turned off the corner lamp on the wall, the bedroom immediately became dark, and I couldn't see my fingers.
Gu Nianzhi was completely dominated by sensory intuition at this time.
Sensitively aware of the scent she longed for next to her, she hummed and rubbed anxiously towards Huo Shaoheng.
Huo Shaoheng touched Gu Nianzhi's head, turned over and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I just want to understand your charm..."
Gu Nianzhi, who was writhing in hunger and thirst, was as drunk as drinking fine wine.
The touching masculine scent filled her nose and mind. She couldn't think about it, couldn't distinguish it, she just wanted to touch and embrace the body so close to her to relieve her desire.
But his hands and feet were tied tightly and he couldn't break free at all.
…
Huo Shaoheng's facial features were delicate and handsome, and he was particularly lethal to women when he was silent.
In the dark bedroom, facing the unconscious Gu Nianzhi, his fierceness unexpectedly softened, and his long, strong, clean fingers touched the side of her face.
Gu Nianzhi turned her head, buried her cheek in his palm, and breathed in his breath greedily.
There was a fire boiling and burning in her chest. She wanted to get closer, closer, and closer again...
Feeling her uncontrollable impatience, Huo Shaoheng calmed down and spoke in a low and forbearing voice with a touch of emotion and hoarseness that he was not even aware of: "Little boy, don't be anxious, I'll give it to you right away... Just bear with me a little longer... "