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Chapter 27: collar

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Jiang Chijing pretended not to understand Zheng Mingyi's homophonic stalk. Anyway, as long as he is not embarrassed, it will be others who are embarrassed.

Luo Hai and the people from the patrol team quickly came to the entertainment room. Because Zheng Mingyi's attack was too heavy, Luo Hai couldn't handle it, so he had to take the person to an external hospital with the ambulance for medical treatment.

There was no doubt in the investigation of the incident. One prisoner was responsible for leading away the prison guards stationed at the stairway, and one prisoner was responsible for leading Jiang Chijing to the recreation room. Ma Liu took the lead in revealing the intention of obscene. Hearing the sound of the cabinets, he came to help Jiang Chijing out of the siege.

This episode of the release time has come to an end temporarily, and the specific reward and punishment measures have to be decided by the warden.

The prisoners in the library were fed up with the excitement, and when they arrived at 2:00, they were driven by the prison guards to work in the factory behind the official building.

The whole second floor was quiet again. It stands to reason that Jiang Chijing had already dismissed the matter of studying for Zheng Mingyi, so Zheng Mingyi should also leave, but Jiang Chijing looked at Zheng Mingyi's right hand, and still put it away. He stayed and took him to the unattended infirmary.

"Let you pay attention to the severity of the attack, and you are doing this again."

Luo Hai went to an external hospital, and most likely will not come back until after get off work. Zheng Mingyi sat on the single hospital bed before, but Jiang Chijing dragged a sliding chair over as before, and sat in front of Zheng Mingyi to clean his wounds.

"What was the crime of that person just now?" Zheng Mingyi asked.

"Rape and murder." Jiang Chijing lifted Zheng Mingyi's wrist and cleaned the blood on the back of his hand.

"Then don't pay attention."

There were several broken skins on Zheng Mingyi's knuckles, the new injuries added to the old ones, making Jiang Chijing dazzled. He was not a patient person at first, but now he is forcing himself to apply medicine to Zheng Mingyi patiently, and the expression on his face is really not very good-looking.

"Officer Jiang," Zheng Mingyi called out, "Aren't you happy?"

"Huh?" Jiang Chijing frowned and raised his eyes, "No."

"I'll pay attention next time."

In fact, Jiang Chijing is really not unhappy. Unlike Chen Er, Ma Liu was deliberately designed by Zheng Mingyi. If this person is beaten, he will beat him up. Jiang Chijing doesn't feel sorry at all, he is just afraid that Zheng Mingyi didn't pay attention. Measure, make something happen.

Since nothing happened now, he naturally had nothing to be unhappy about, he was just irritated by giving Zheng Mingyi the medicine.

"Okay." Jiang Chijing finally wrapped the gauze, and clapped his hands when he was done, "Just a moment, I'm at this level."

The palm of Zheng Mingyi's right hand was wrapped into a zongzi by Jiang Chijing, which was not beautiful at all. But in this way, Jiang Chijing has done his best, because he has never dealt with the wounds of this position for others.

"Can I tell the truth?" Zheng Mingyi raised his right hand and looked at both sides.

"No." Jiang Chijing said.

Zheng Mingyi smiled, but still said, "It's so ugly."

Blue veins appeared on Jiang Chijing's forehead: "Then do it yourself."

Unexpectedly, Zheng Mingyi really did it himself.

He untied the gauze on his palm one by one, then clamped one end of the gauze at the tiger's mouth, first wrapped it around the wrist twice, then wrapped it around the palm twice, then rolled it down from each finger, and then rolled it again. Wrap it twice around the palm, and finally wrap the excess gauze around the wrist.

This is how a boxing bandage is wrapped.

Jiang Chijing accidentally saw it, because this scene was one of his favorite voyeurs.

As long as Zheng Mingyi starts wrapping boxing bandages on his hands, it means that he is about to take off his shirt and sweat profusely in front of the sandbag in the bedroom. After every punch, he would stand by the window and untie the bandage again, making his movements so skillful and casual that Jiang Chijing couldn't take his eyes off.

The scene that used to be only visible in a telescope, now appeared in front of Jiang Chijing without warning. It was a mediocre action, but he felt it was more exciting than a strip show.

"Do you want to learn, Officer Jiang?" Zheng Mingyi asked, looking at Jiang Chijing who was dazed.

"What?" Jiang Chijing came back to his senses, "Don't learn."

"I can teach you."

After saying this, Zheng Mingyi stretched his left hand between Jiang Chijing's open legs, grabbed the edge of the sliding chair, and pulled Jiang Chijing in front of him without any discussion.

The sudden acceleration caused Jiang Chijing to lean back, and then due to the sudden stop of the sliding chair, he leaned forward again due to inertia, and the tip of his nose almost missed Zheng Mingyi's chin.

With his knees straight on the edge of the bed, Jiang Chijing subconsciously folded his legs. He and Zheng Mingyi sat face to face. Unlike him who had his legs closed, Zheng Mingyi opened his legs very roughly in order to get him closer.

The orange prison uniform stretched out the lines of his thighs, and Jiang Chijing had to bite the tip of his tongue to suppress the surging imagination in his mind. He raised his eyes, trying to slow down this wave of visual impact, but he met Zheng Mingyi's eyes again, and for a while he didn't know where to put his eyes.

Just kill.

"Give me your hand."

Zheng Mingyi raised Jiang Chijing's right wrist as he spoke, then took out a new roll of gauze from the medicine box beside him, wrapped it around his hand, and explained, "Let's start from here first. Go around up...twice here... spread your fingers."

Jiang Chijing didn't think about it at all. Seeing that the gauze in Zheng Mingyi's hand was wrapped around his fingers, he opened his index and middle fingers in coordination.

Rough gauze stuck between his fingers, and with Zheng Mingyi's force, the gauze rubbed the skin between his fingers, giving Jiang Chijing an inexplicable sense of sight.

He felt that these two fingers were his two legs, Zheng Mingyi asked him to open his legs, and then violated his restricted area with gauze...

"Zheng Mingyi." Jiang Chijing took a deep breath and spoke unbearably.

"Huh?" Zheng Mingyi didn't stop his movements, and continued to use gauze around Jiang Chijing's second and third fingers.

"Can you stop seducing me?"

Jiang Chijing has been holding back this sentence for a long time. As early as the last time in the entertainment room, Zheng Mingyi wrapped his shoulders around his shoulders. When he came to his ear and spoke, he wanted Zheng Mingyi to restrain himself and not to spread him out at any time. male hormones.

But Zheng Mingyi was obviously a little inexplicable, and said a little funny: "I didn't seduce you, Officer Jiang."

"You have." Jiang Chijing frowned.

"I really don't have one." Zheng Mingyi wrapped the gauze, looked at Jiang Chijing and said, "Do you want to see how I seduce you?"

"What?" Jiang Chijing was startled.

Zheng Mingyi suddenly closed his legs, sandwiched Jiang Chijing's legs between his, then grabbed the back of Jiang Chijing's neck with his left hand, and leaned towards him.

Jiang Chijing saw Zheng Mingyi's face getting closer and closer to him, he subconsciously wanted to escape, but his legs and neck were fixed by Zheng Mingyi, and there was no room to dodge.

The scene in front of him was like slow motion. Jiang Chijing's eyes first swept across Zheng Mingyi's brows, then he inadvertently looked into his deep eyes, and then fled to the bridge of his high nose, and finally fixed on the gradually. close lips.

So Zheng Mingyi's so-called "seduction" is to kiss him directly? Wouldn't this be too simplistic? Or is it that Zheng Mingyi was originally this offensive type

Jiang Chijing's eyelashes trembled, and he forcibly resisted the urge to close his eyes.

But just as their lips were about to touch, Zheng Mingyi suddenly turned around, wiped Jiang Chijing's profile with his lips, and came to his ear and said, "Officer Jiang, look for me, I am here. Didn't you get bitten by a mosquito?"

After saying this, Zheng Mingyi stepped back a little, then pulled open the collar with his hand, indicating the position of his collarbone.

There was still the warmth of his lips on his cheeks. Jiang Chijing moved his eyes mechanically to look at Zheng Mingyi's collarbone. Because Zheng Mingyi leaned forward and raised his chin, Jiang Chijing could not only see his collarbone. , you can also see the extra raised Adam's apple.

Bullshit mosquitoes.

These four words suddenly appeared in Jiang Chijing's mind.

The oatmeal-colored skin was smooth, and there was no trace of mosquito bites at all. If he had to say it, Jiang Chijing wanted to go up and take a bite to make a trace for him.

"Are you itchy?" Jiang Chijing asked Zheng Mingyi with gritted teeth after successfully breaking free from the trap of beauty.

Zheng Mingyi laughed softly, his Adam's apple trembled slightly. He sat up straight and returned to his original sitting position: "I just want to prove that I didn't seduce you just now."

Compared with this "mosquito trick", Zheng Mingyi's teaching Jiang Chijing to wrap a bandage just now was not provocative. But in Jiang Chijing's view, these are all seductions, but they are divided into unintentional and intentional, and the latter is more severe in nature.

"Release your legs." Jiang Chijing said.

Zheng Mingyi didn't move.

Jiang Chijing tried hard, but in exchange Zheng Mingyi squeezed his legs even tighter.

"I count three," Jiang Chijing said in a suppressed temper, "Three—"

"one."

Zheng Mingyi took the initiative to report the number for Jiang Chijing, put his hands behind him at will, and tilted his head to look at Jiang Chijing, as if it was quite interesting to appreciate Jiang Chijing's madness.

Jiang Chijing was so angry that he suddenly got up, pushed Zheng Mingyi down on the bed, grabbed his collar with his left hand, and raised his fist with his right hand: "Do you think I won't hit you?"

"No." Zheng Mingyi propped his left elbow behind him, grabbed Jiang Chijing's uniform collar with his right hand, and yanked him towards him, "I'm waiting for Officer Jiang to beat me."

Jiang Chijing didn't expect Zheng Mingyi to make this move at all. Due to the unstable center of gravity, the fist he was holding had to be lowered and supported by Zheng Mingyi's side.

"Officer Jiang." Zheng Mingyi's hand was still holding Jiang Chijing's collar. He half-drooped his eyes and wandered around Jiang Chijing's collar, "Can I tear your uniform off?"

Jiang Chijing was startled. He clearly knew that the location of the two could be photographed by surveillance cameras. I am afraid that at this time, colleagues in the surveillance room had already discovered that something was wrong with them. If Zheng Mingyi ripped his uniform...

"Are you a pervert?!"

Jiang Chijing quickly pushed Zheng Mingyi away, stood up straight away from the bed, and tidied up his wrinkled collar.

Zheng Mingyi sat up slowly, but at this moment his eyes suddenly moved towards the door of the infirmary.

Jiang Chijing was startled again, and quickly followed Zheng Mingyi's line of sight, and saw half a person standing at the door of the infirmary, no, to be precise, it was Yu Guang who was standing at the door secretly, showing half of his face Staring at the two of them intently.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Chijing frowned.

"I'm here to find Officer Jiang." Yu Guang said gloomily.

"Looking for me?" Jiang Chijing was inexplicable, "What's the matter?"

Yu Guang's black eyes turned to Zheng Mingyi's direction, making it clear that he didn't want Zheng Mingyi to be present.

Jiang Chijing looked at the time and said to Zheng Mingyi, "You should go."

Zheng Mingyi stood up and walked in the direction of Yu Guang. Yu Guang knew that Zheng Mingyi was not easy to mess with. As Zheng Mingyi approached, he kept shrinking behind the wall.

"See you tomorrow, Officer Jiang."

Before leaving, Zheng Mingyi turned around and said this to Jiang Chijing.

Jiang Chijing couldn't help recalling that Zheng Mingyi's lips touched his cheek just now, and the base of his ears began to heat slightly uncontrollably. Fortunately, Zheng Mingyi left soon, and Jiang Chijing returned to normal. He looked at Yu Guang who was shrinking at the door and asked, "What are you looking for from me?"

Yu Guang still had a gloomy expression on his face and asked, "Officer Jiang, do you invest in stocks?"

"Stock speculation?" Jiang Chijing was even more inexplicable, "Don't speculate."

"Liar." Yu Guang lowered his eyes and muttered softly.

Jiang Chijing was at a loss. He walked towards Yu Guang and said patiently, "What exactly are you looking for from me?"

The two are not very acquainted, but at least they are in a normal communication relationship. However, Jiang Chijing did not expect that as soon as he approached, Yu Guang stepped back, as if he wanted to keep a distance from him.

"Don't come here." Yu Guang said, "I can't get too close to you."

Jiang Chijing couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, completely dismissing the idea of communicating with Yu Guang. He often didn't understand what this stinky boy was thinking, and he didn't know how Luo Hai solved the generation gap caused by his age.

"That's it."

Jiang Chijing left the infirmary and returned to the library, and Yu Guang followed him sneakily. Jiang Chijing just thought that Yu Guang didn't exist and continued to do what he was doing. After a while, Yu Guang walked to the entrance of the work area hesitantly, as if he couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Officer Jiang, I have something important to tell you."

Yu Guang said that he was about to walk into the work area, but Jiang Chijing hurriedly stopped him.

"Go out for me." Jiang Chijing raised his chin, "If you have something to say, stand outside and say."

"Can't Zheng Mingyi go in?" Yu Guang curled the corners of his mouth.

"He is him, you are you." Jiang Chijing said mercilessly, "I will ask you one last time, what's the matter?"

Yu Guang took a deep breath, leaned on the desk, covered the corner of his mouth with his hand, and said to Jiang Chijing in a low voice, "Officer Jiang, I know your secret."

secret

Jiang Chijing frowned upon hearing this, and his first reaction was that Yu Guang knew about the camera in the entertainment room.

But he thought about it, Yu Guang would never go to the recreation room at all, how could he know something that even other prisoners didn't know

"What secret?" Jiang Chijing said calmly.

"I went undercover in the Administration Section for the past two days and observed all the civilian prison guards." Yu Guang's voice became weaker as he spoke.

"Then?" Jiang Chijing asked.

"You are the God of Go, Officer Jiang." Yu Guang's eyes flashed with excitement, "I finally found you, idol."

Jiang Chijing: "...?"