A few days after the press conference, Zhang Wei was put on trial. He was sentenced to life imprisonment and deprived of political rights for life for the crime of attempted murder under the voice of the people demanding a heavier execution.
As soon as the trial results came out, Zhang Wei collapsed on the trial platform in relief, and his parents also shed two lines of dirty tears because of the relaxation. From their point of view, it was a great fortune not to be sentenced to death for murdering the nephew of the head of the central government. Life imprisonment can be commuted if you behave well, and it is not hopeless to regain your freedom in your lifetime.
The prison guard in charge of detaining Zhang Wei shook his head sympathetically. Sentenced to death is a one-and-done sentence, and sentenced to life, it will be sad in prison. What Zhang Wei was sent to was the central prison known as hell on earth, and Lei's family had already greeted him to treat him well, and when he entered, it was just four words - life is better than death! There's really nothing to be happy about.
Sure enough, those who don't know are fearless!
After half a month, the turmoil caused by the poisoning case gradually subsided, but people's attention to Han Zhuoyu never faded away. The slightly immature title of the good son of the nation has been replaced by the male god of the new century. Countless girls have edited close-up shots of young people into photo albums, drooling and licking the screen.
He is handsome, good-natured, noble-minded, and talented. How can there be such a perfect person in the world? !
The girls from the Imperial University were terrified, and made a big splash on the Internet about the daily life of the male god, enjoying the envy and jealousy pouring in from all directions. This year, the number of people applying for the Imperial University doubled compared to previous years.
Han Zhuoyu ignored the turmoil in the outside world, and returned to intense scientific research.
On this day, Lei Ting came to Emperor University with a straight face to find his lover who hadn't been home for three consecutive days.
"Are you here? Is Xiao Chen okay?" Han Zhuoyu looked away from the microscope when he heard the sound of the combination lock being opened.
"I went to grandpa's house. I told him you were saving the world, and he said he would wait for you to go back obediently." Lei Ting walked up to the young man and stood still, his tone displeased, "Why don't you ask me first?"
"How are you?" Han Zhuoyu asked kindly, then bent down and continued to observe the bacteria in the petri dish.
"I'm not good!" Lei Ting's deep gaze lingered on the young man's straight buttocks.
"What's wrong? I'll check it for you later." Han Zhuoyu smiled lightly, he knew that his lover was acting like a baby to him.
"It's not good here." Lei Ting hit the young man's extremely elastic buttocks with his stiff part, and his hoarse voice was full of fiery lust.
A hard object as hot as a soldering iron rubbed between the buttocks, and an itching that could not be relieved by touching penetrated into the limbs and bones. Han Zhuoyu turned to face his lover, took off the plastic gloves and said in a hoarse voice, "Then I'll treat you now?"
"Okay." Lei Ting wrapped his arms around his lover's thin waist, and kneaded the same stiff thing in his lower abdomen with the other.
"Go to my office." Han Zhuoyu walked away as he patted the man's rough hand away.
"Take off your shirt, and I'll check it for you." He took out a hearing aid from the drawer, and the serious and slightly worried expression of the young man really seemed to be the case.
"Doctor, my problem is in the lower body." Lei Ting sat on the soft chair opposite the young man, unceremoniously pulled down the waistband of his trousers, and let his purple-red thick and hard giant bounce out. Because of being too eager, a viscous liquid was slowly secreted, and a faint salty smell spread in the air.
"Why is it so swollen? It really needs proper treatment." Han Zhuoyu leaned over expressionlessly, and uttered crazy words from his pink lips.
"Yeah, if you don't treat me, I'm going to explode." Lei Ting suddenly pressed the back of the young man's head, gave him a vicious kiss, took off his pants under the white medical robe with both hands, and parted his pants. Sitting on his waist and abdomen with both legs, he moved the hard objects of the two together up and down.
"Miss me, huh?" Licking off the silver thread that slipped from the corner of the young man's lips, Lei Ting poked his finger into the tight and narrow acupuncture point hidden in the crevice of his buttocks.
"Think." Han Zhuoyu raised his head, clasped the man's broad shoulders tightly with both hands, and indulged in the supreme pleasure of being pressed and prodded at the most sensitive point.
"Um~" One finger turned into two fingers, and the pleasure doubled, he couldn't help moaning, the pink cylinder trembled cutely, and a drop of clear cloudy night slowly oozes out from the wet top.
"It's almost there, the doctor can help me treat it." Lei Ting pulled out his fingertips and sucked the young man's white and slender neck forcefully.
There was a lot of emptiness in the back, following the deepest desire in his heart, Han Zhuoyu sat up halfway, supported the man's one-foot-long purple-red giant with his hands, and slowly sent it into the soft passage. At the same time as his body was stretched, a tingling feeling went straight to his mind, he took a breath, and simply sat down.
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"Baby, you're amazing!" Lei Ting snorted, pressed the back of his lover's head and kissed passionately, at the same time, his lower body violently moved.
Han Zhuoyu was like a small boat swaying in the huge waves. He was almost capsized by a man several times, so he could only hold on to his neck, and lay on his shoulders, moaning high and low, intermittently.
After being fucked and shot three times in succession, the man was released with a roar like a beast, and the hot liquid hit the sensitive inner wall one after another, causing the young man to tremble uncontrollably.
"You're great too!" Satisfied both physically and mentally, Han Zhuoyu narrowed his water-colored eyes and spoke hoarsely.
"Baby, are you planning to do it again when you praise me so much?" Lei Ting put his lover's red lips in his mouth and smiled.
"No, let's go home." Sensing that the thing buried in his body was about to swell again, Han Zhuoyu got up decisively. Fortunately, his physical strength and stamina had already been increased to the full point, otherwise, after two hours of intense love, he would have been unable to stand up.
When the semi-soft and semi-hard object slid out of the passage, it made a crisp 'pop' sound, and Lei Ting's eyes immediately turned red.
"Grandpa Qu will come over to do experiments at night, so don't ask him to bump into him." He wiped the white stains on his abdomen and buttocks with tissue paper, Han Zhuoyu refused expressionlessly, but his ears turned red.
Withdrawing his covetous eyes, Lei Ting quickly cleaned up his lower body.
Before the two left, they did not forget to turn on the ventilator to extract the strong salty smell in the room.
After locking the laboratory and taking two steps slowly, Han Zhuoyu frowned and said, "No, the contents inside are about to flow out." In early summer, the pants he wore were very thin, and they would look ugly when they got wet.
"Clamp it tight." Lei Ting patted his lover's extremely elastic buttocks.
"Don't, don't shoot, it's leaking out." Han Zhuoyu turned sideways, pressed against the wall tightly, and stared at the man with condemning eyes.
Lei Ting smiled lowly, held his lover's cheek and pecked and kissed him a few times, then turned back to the laboratory, and took a white medical gown for him to put on. Han Zhuoyu felt much more at ease now, and he quickened his pace and walked towards the parking lot.
After the backs of the two disappeared, Qiu Wanbo, who was hiding at the corner of the stairs, slowly appeared, with an expression of astonishment on his face. Look what he saw? The so-called close uncle and nephew turned out to be a pair of mandarin ducks? If we get solid evidence, the Lei family will probably change, right
After the host left the school, 9527 woke up slowly from the security protection program and found no trace of the voyeur at all.
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A few days later, 9527 warned the host during the experiment that Qiu Wanbo sent people to follow you and Comrade Dazheng, and he seemed to be suspicious of your relationship.
'what have you found? 'Han Zhuoyu frowned.
I found the e-mail exchange between him and his subordinates, which contained photos of you and Comrade Taisho together. Be careful these days. However, Comrade Dazheng has also noticed it, and he should have a sense of proportion.
' No wonder he's been so cautious lately. 'Han Zhuoyu understood. In the past, the two of them hooked shoulders and backs from time to time outside, but these intimate movements have disappeared recently. Both cars are covered with light-proof car film, and the curtains of the living room and bedroom are always drawn.
Don't worry, the host, I will protect you. I am the god of the Internet! 9527 stretched out his small chest.
'Then I will trouble you, my patron saint. 'Han Zhuoyu smiled sideways.
No, no problem! 9527 blushed with excitement. The host needs himself, so happy!
Although this incident was brought up lightly, Han Zhuoyu's heart was affected a little after all. No matter what the people outside said, he just had to close the door and immerse himself in the wonderful world of chemicals, so he didn't worry about himself. However, Lei Ting was different, he was a soldier, and the military was a man's world, so he was most sensitive to such scandals. He could imagine how much dirty water would be poured on Lei Ting after the fact that Lei Ting liked men was revealed, and when he contacted him to adopt him, accusations of pedophilia and sodomy would come one after another.
The hand holding the test tube was trembling, Han Zhuoyu adjusted his breathing, and slowly calmed himself down.
"Xiaoyu, help me strip this carbon molecule out." Qu Jing pushed a petri dish in front of the young man.
"I'm sorry, teacher, I'm not in a good condition now, and I can't do such a delicate operation." Han Zhuoyu took off the plastic gloves.
"What's the matter?" Qu Jing couldn't help showing a worried expression, having never heard his disciples say 'no, it can't be done'.
"I'm a little tired." Han Zhuoyu lowered his head and rubbed the center of his brows, his face looked pale under the light.
"You've been in the lab for a day and a night, aren't you tired? Go for a walk, go home and rest." Qu Jing hurried away.
"Teacher, you should also go to bed early." Han Zhuoyu took off his white coat and told him worriedly before leaving.
Not long after he left, Song Liancheng rang the doorbell of the laboratory with a serious face. Han Zhuoyu's great achievements made him sleepless for several days, and he broke the chromatograph in anxiety. If the experiment was not at a critical stage and could not be interrupted, he would not have come to borrow the instrument from Qu Jing with a shy face.
"The chromatograph is over there, you can use it yourself." Qu Jing was not a stingy person, pointed in the direction, and then continued to immerse himself in observing the cell division in the petri dish.
Song Liancheng was amazed by the cutting-edge experimental equipment in the laboratory, but he didn't show anything on his face. If he had accepted Han Zhuoyu back then, wouldn't this laboratory be his own? Suppressing the jealousy in his heart, he slowly walked to the desk.
This is an ultra-high performance liquid chromatograph, which is several times more advanced than the one he used, and there is an open computer next to it, and a flashing USB flash drive is plugged into the sub interface on the side.
Song Liancheng's eyelids twitched slightly.