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Jiang Chijing pretended not to understand Zheng Mingyi's homophonic stalk, anyway, as long as he was not embarrassed, it was others who were embarrassed.

Luo Hai and the patrol team quickly rushed to the recreation room. As Zheng Mingyi made too heavy a move, Luo Hai couldn't handle it, so he had to **** the people to an outside hospital along with the ambulance.

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

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

The prisoners in the library watched enough of the excitement, and when they arrived at two o'clock, they were rushed by the prison guards to work in the factory behind the office building.

The entire second floor became quiet again. It stands to reason that Jiang Chijing had already turned away from studying for Zheng Mingyi, and Zheng Mingyi should also leave. But Jiang Chijing looked at Zheng Mingyi’s right hand and still He stayed and took to the unattended infirmary.

"Let you pay attention to the severity of the action, and you have made it like this again."

Luo Hai went to an outside hospital, and there is a high probability that he won't be back until close to get off work. Zheng Mingyi was sitting on the previous single hospital bed, but Jiang Chijing dragged a sliding chair over as before and sat in front of Zheng Mingyi to clean his wounds.

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

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

"Then don't pay attention to the severity."

Zheng Mingyi's knuckles were broken in several places, new injuries plus old ones, making Jiang Chijing dizzy. He was not a patient person at first, and now he is forcing himself patiently to apply medicine to Zheng Mingyi, the expression on his face is really not very good.

"Officer Jiang," Zheng Mingyi yelled, "Are you not happy again?"

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

"Next time I will pay attention."

In fact, Jiang Chijing was not unhappy. Unlike Chen Er, Ma Liu was deliberately designed by Zheng Mingyi. This person was beaten by Zheng Mingyi. Jiang Chijing didn't feel sorry at all. He was just afraid that Zheng Mingyi would not pay attention. Properly, something happened.

Since nothing happened now, he naturally didn't have anything to be upset about, it was just that he was irritable about medicine for Zheng Mingyi.

"Okay." Jiang Chijing finally wrapped the gauze and clapped his hands, "I will be at this level."

The palm of Zheng Mingyi's right hand was wrapped in a zongzi by Jiang Chijing, with no beauty at all. But just like that, Jiang Chijing tried his best, because he had never treated anyone's wounds at this position.

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

"No." Jiang Chijing said.

Zheng Mingyi smiled, still saying: "So ugly."

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

Unexpectedly, Zheng Mingyi really did it by himself.

He unwrapped the gauze from his palm in circles, and then clamped one end of the gauze around the tiger's mouth. He first wrapped the gauze twice around his wrist, then wrapped it around his palm twice, and then wound it from the gap between each finger. Wrap it twice around the palm, and finally wrap the excess gauze around the wrist.

This is how to wrap boxing bandages.

Jiang Chijing accidentally saw God, because this picture is one of his favorite peeping content.

As long as Zheng Mingyi starts to put a boxing bandage on his hand, it means that he is about to take off his shirt and sweat like rain in front of the sandbag in the bedroom. After every punch, he would stand by the window again to untie the bandage, acting skillfully and casually, making Jiang Chijing unable to move his eyes.

The scene that could only be seen in the telescope once appeared in front of Jiang Chijing's eyes without warning. It was obviously an ordinary action, but he felt it was more exciting than a striptease show.

"Do you want to learn, Officer Jiang?" Zheng Mingyi asked when he looked at Jiang Chijing in a daze.

"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 to him without any discussion.

The sudden acceleration caused Jiang Chijing to lean back, and then suddenly stopped due to the sliding chair, and he leaned forward due to inertia, and the tip of his nose almost didn't hit Zheng Mingyi's chin.

Jiang Chijing closed his legs subconsciously with his knees directly on the edge of the bed. He sat face to face with Zheng Mingyi, unlike him whose legs were tightly closed, Zheng Mingyi opened his legs very roughly in order to get him closer.

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

It's terrible.

"Give me your hand."

Zheng Mingyi said that he raised Jiang Chijing's right wrist on his own, and then took out a new roll of gauze from the medicine cabinet beside him, and while wrapping it around his hand, he said: "From here first. Go around...twice here...spread your fingers apart."

Jiang Chijing was not thinking 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.

The rough gauze stuck between the fingers. With Zheng Mingyi's hard work, the gauze rubbed the skin between the fingers, giving Jiang Chijing a sense of inexplicability.

He felt that these **** were his legs. Zheng Mingyi asked him to spread his legs, and then invaded his restricted area with gauze...

"Zheng Mingyi." Jiang Chi Jingshen took a deep breath and said 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 seduce me?"

Jiang Chijing has been holding back this sentence for a long time. As early as in the entertainment room last time, Zheng Mingyi encircled his shoulders, and when he approached his ear to speak, he wanted Zheng Mingyi to restrain himself and not to distribute him at any time. Male hormones.

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

"You have." Jiang Chijing frowned.

"I really didn't." Zheng Mingyi wrapped the gauze and looked at Jiang Chijing, "Do you want to see what I'm trying to seduce you?"

"What?" Jiang Chijing was startled.

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

Jiang Chijing watched Zheng Mingyi's face get 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 for dodge.

The scene in front of him was like slow motion. Jiang Chijing’s gaze first swept across Zheng Mingyi’s brow, then inadvertently looked into his deep eyes, and then fled to the tall bridge of his nose, and finally settled on gradually Close to the lips.

So Zheng Mingyi's so-called "seduce" is to kiss him directly? Is this too simple and rude? Or is Zheng Mingyi originally this kind of offensive?

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

But just as the two of them were about to stick their lips, Zheng Mingyi suddenly turned around, rubbing Jiang Chijing’s profile with his lips, and came to his ears and said: "Officer Jiang, you can help me see, I am Not bitten by a mosquito?"

After saying this, Zheng Mingyi stepped back a bit, and then opened the collar with his hands to indicate the position of his collarbone.

With the warmth of his lips remaining on his cheeks, Jiang Chijing moved his gaze mechanically to look at Zheng Mingyi’s collarbone. As Zheng Mingyi leaned forward and chin up, Jiang Chijing could not only see his collarbone. , And you can see the particularly raised apple knot.

Shit mosquitoes.

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

The oatmeal skin is smooth and there are no traces of mosquito bites. If he had to say something, Jiang Chijing wanted to go up and take a bite to create a trace for him.

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

Zheng Mingyi smiled in a low voice, his apple trembling slightly. He sat up straight, resumed his original sitting position and said, "I just want to prove that I didn't seduce you just now."

Compared with this "mosquito trick," Zheng Mingyi taught Jiang Chijing to put a bandage just now, and it really didn't mean to be provocative. But in Jiang Chijing's view, these are all seduce, but they are divided into unintentional and intentional. The nature of the latter is worse.

"Loosen your legs." Jiang Chijing said.

Zheng Mingyi did not move.

Jiang Chijing tried hard, but in return Zheng Mingyi clamped his legs tighter.

"I count three times," Jiang Chijing suppressed his temper, "three--"

"one."

Zheng Mingyi took the initiative to count for Jiang Chijing, holding his hands freely behind him, tilting his head and looking at Jiang Chijing, as if it was quite interesting to appreciate Jiang Chijing's crazy appearance.

Jiang Chijing suddenly became too angry. He rubbed himself up and pushed Zheng Mingyi onto the bed. He grabbed his collar with his left hand and raised his fist with his right hand and said, "Do you think I can't beat you?"

"No." Zheng Mingyi held 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 do this at all. Due to the unstable center of gravity, he had to put down the fist he was holding and hold it to Zheng Mingyi's side.

"Officer Jiang." Zheng Mingyi's hand was still holding Jiang Chijing's collar, his eyes half drooping, his gaze wandering around Jiang Chijing's collar, "Can I tear your uniform?"

Jiang Chijing was shocked. He clearly knew that the location of the two could be monitored and photographed. Perhaps by this time colleagues in the monitoring room had discovered that something was wrong with the two. If Zheng Mingyi tore his uniform...

"Are you a pervert?!"

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

Zheng Mingyi sat up slowly, but his gaze suddenly shifted to the entrance of the infirmary.

Jiang Chijing was taken aback again, and hurriedly followed Zheng Mingyi’s line of sight. He saw half a person standing at the door of the infirmary. No, to be precise, Yu Guang was standing at the door surreptitiously, showing half of his face. Staring at the two men intently.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Chijing frowned.

"I'm looking for Officer Jiang." Yu Guang said gloomily.

"Look for me?" Jiang Chijing was inexplicably, "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 there.

Jiang Chijing checked the time and said to Zheng Mingyi, "You should go now."

Zheng Mingyi stood up and walked towards Yu Guang. Yu Guangying knew that Zheng Mingyi was not easy to mess with. As Zheng Mingyi approached, he kept shrinking his body 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 but recalled that Zheng Mingyi's lips touched his cheek just now, and the roots 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?"

Yu Guang still had a gloomy expression and asked: "Officer Jiang, are you trading in stocks?"

"Stocks?" Jiang Chijing was even more inexplicable, "No speculation."

"Liar." Yu Guang lowered his eyes and whispered in a low voice.

Jiang Chijing was almost confused. He walked in the direction of Yu Guang and said patiently: "What the **** are you looking for me?"

The two are not very familiar, but at least they are in a normal communication relationship. However, Jiang Chijing didn't expect that as soon as he approached, Yu Guang actually stepped back, trying 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 but twitched his mouth, completely dispelling the idea of ​​communicating with Yu Guang. He often didn't understand what this stinky boy was thinking, and how Luo Hai solved the generation gap caused by this age.

"Forget it."

Jiang Chijing left the infirmary and returned to the library, and Yu Guang followed sneakily. Jiang Chijing only treated Yu Guang as non-existent, and continued to do what he was doing. After a while, Yu Guang seemed to be unable to hold it back anymore, and he walked to the entrance of the work area hesitantly.

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

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

"Get out for me." Jiang Chijing raised his chin. "What's the matter, stand outside and say."

"Aren't all Zheng Mingyi allowed to go in?" Yu Guang curled his lips.

"He is him, you are you." Jiang Chijing said mercilessly, "I will ask you one last time, what the **** is going on?"

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 when he heard the words. The first reaction was that Yu Guang knew about the camera in the entertainment room.

But he changed his mind. Yu Guang wouldn't even go to the recreation room at all. How could he know something that even other prisoners didn't know?

"What's the secret?" Jiang Chijing said calmly.

"I went undercover in the administrative department these two days and observed all the civilian prison guards." Yu Guang's voice became smaller and smaller.

"Then?" Jiang Chijing asked.

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

Jiang Chijing: "...?"