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Chapter 156

The matter of marriage was actually initiated by Jiang Ting.

That night Yan Xun was making soy milk in the kitchen, ready to make omelettes for breakfast tomorrow, when she suddenly heard Jiang stop in the bedroom and said, "Yan Xun!"

"what?"

"Gongzhou Police Station and S Provincial Police Station both asked Bureau Lv to come and ask me if I would like to give lectures!"

Jiang Ting has officially left the Gongzhou Municipal Bureau, and he has been at home for two or three months. He couldn't be restless when his health was a little better. With the acquiescence of Bureau Lv, he followed Yan Xun to sneak out of the scene several times. The rumors spread, and the police academies in the two provinces and cities were well aware of Captain Jiang's previous reputation in criminal investigation. , started a little bit of digging.

Yan Yan's ears perked up sensitively: "Gongzhou?"

"Yes!" Jiang paused, seeming to find it very interesting: "Gongzhou Police Station pays 2,000 yuan more per month than S province!"

Yan Yan opened the lid of the machine and poured soy milk into the bowl, while inwardly cursing the shamelessness of Gongzhou Police Station and the stinginess of S Provincial Police Station, "Then what do you say?"

In the bedroom, there was a lot of talk, and it seemed that Jiang Ting opened the drawer and took out his glasses, ready to start reading his bedtime reading - "Key Steps for Converting Electronic Traces into Evidence" (author Huang Xing, signed version).

Yan Yan had a heart in his throat, for fear that Jiang would stop and say something divine, for example, "Men should take on the heavy responsibility of supporting their families, so I decided to make the extra 2,000 yuan", or "Gongzhou". It's my hometown and I'm obliged to contribute to the construction of the public security." However, after waiting for a long time, I finally heard Jiang Ting say slowly:

"Forget it, save some flowers at home in the future!"

Yan Yan: "...Ah?"

"Didn't you say that long-distance marriages won't last long? What should I do? I don't want the two thousand yuan for you!"

There were several loud ping-pong sounds, and the soymilk machine rolled from the counter to the ground, and the hot soymilk splashed all over the floor. Yan Yan almost smashed to the ground, holding his feet and jumping three feet high, Jiang Ting sat up from the bed and said, "What's wrong with you?!"

"No, nothing, knocked off the shelf!" Yan Yan frantically covered the ground with a rag and covered the ground with soy milk, while trying to make his voice sound calm and normal: "Why didn't you just say you don't want the two thousand dollars?"

"Families in different places are difficult to maintain!"

"..."

"What," Jiang Ting became alert, "what's wrong?"

Yan Yan used all her strength to restrain Kankan's "When did you promise me to get married". All his life's strategizing and calmness were used at this moment. After taking three deep breaths, he finally performed the most perfect, coldest, and most casual voice:

"No, what's the matter? Do you want to add sugar to the soy milk?"

Jiang Ting: "Add a little more!"

Yan Yan wiped her hands, raised her chest, took a long sigh, and looked in the mirror to carefully examine her handsome face and strong masculine arms. After dialing the amount, he took a half step back in satisfaction and nodded.

He poured a glass of warm water, turned around, walked out of the kitchen, and smugly pushed the door in front of the bedroom.

Jiang Ting was leaning on the head of the bed and flipping through the signed book Huang Xing gave him. He was wrapped in a cloud-like woolen blanket, which looked like a light and soft feather under the orange light. He is now the wild giant panda that Bureau Lu focuses on. The whole city bureau is full of stars holding the moon. In Yan Yan's words, that is the kind of care he receives at home now, which is almost the same as that of the confinement queen.

The Queen Mother took the warm water cup and said unhappily, "Why don't you even drink soy milk?"

Yan Yan was thinking about coaxing his wife into business, and perfunctoryly coaxed her husband to feed you something to eat later, and then seemingly indifferently asked, "When will the S provincial police force you to report?"

"September, what's wrong?"

"Then we," Yan Yan said, "It's a bit tight to get a wedding."

When Jiang stopped his eyelids, he took his breath at that moment. However, this worried was empty, and only he heard Jiang Pu said: "Do you have to do a wedding?"

Yan Yan's heart fell back to the chest.

But his control of the micro -expression was to the peak, and the surface did not show a hint of joy at all, and he instantly raised the sword eyebrow: "Do you not want to do it?"

Jiang Shun said, "No. But our two men ..."

Yan Yan lowered his head and covered his eyes with his hands. His shoulders fell down, and even a handful of black hair that was always arrogant and unable to wax, he couldn't hold on, and he pulled out a arc.

Jiang Pu was stunned, and the air fell into quiet.

"Since I was very young, I have imagined that my future wedding must go abroad. Flowers, lawns, fountains, white pigeons ... Make a lifetime vow under the witness of relatives and friends." Yan Yan covered it His eyes, shook his head for a while, and said dignified: "You don't want to."

He paused and stood up: "After all, you are more scared of the world."

Speaking of him walking towards the house, his back was lingering with a hint of helplessness and tolerance to the vicissitudes of tolerance, as if the man who was full of blood on the bank of the river in Jiangyang County, dragged heavy steps and walked away slowly.

Snapped!

Sure enough, his hand was caught the next second.

"Office Office ..." Jiang Pu was defeated and his face was full of broken face: "Where do you want to get a wedding, this is to do it!"

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"So?" Han Xiaomei glared unbelievable: "We prepared two months of surprise proposal, so so so on?"

On the corridor where the people came from Jianning City Bureau, Yan Yan took a police uniform coat, holding a large cup with a large skilled latte in one hand, shrugged in a stream, and the proud expression on the face was made. really want to take the soles of the shoes and draw him. don’t know how Jiang Po kisses every day:

"Brother Jiang loves ~ I ~ understand? In your heart, I am his only partner, the doomed husband, destiny! Who else can you marry in addition to marry me? Proposal? Do you still need to ask? "

Han Xiaomei's face was blank, and he watched Yan Yan's tail and walked forward, as if the roar of Ma Xiang a while ago- "No! The flowers on the proposal scene should be red! The red is the most festive and rich, symbolizing my right You Jiang's pepper house pets! "—The neuropathy is not like him.

"Oh, by the way," Yan Yan suddenly remembered something, and made a look at it, smiling with a folder with a folder, patted him on the top of her head, and took Han Xiaomei a puppet.

"Looking at your proposal to proposal and meritorious merits, Brother Yan appreciates your first -class air ticket five -star hotel all -inclusive wedding invitations, remember to wear beautiful spots."

Han Xiaomei: "!!!"

Yan Yan's image in Han Xiaomei's heart was tall, rushing straight to the clouds, and then shook his tail in her grateful Gong Zero.

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"You guys are really ignorant. How can you say that you will have a wedding for a wedding? Where is enough time? Is the place set? How many people are prepared? Jewelry ring dresses venues, wedding cars flowers and bands ..."

Jiang stopped his leg on his knees, holding the latest book in his hand, and his ears was sandwiched with a Bluetooth headset.

"So why don't you say hello in advance!" Yan's mother was going to make myocardial infarction, "It's April! It is only five months away from the report from September! Not even enough clothes, what should I do if I do a wedding!"

Jiang Pu finally returned to God: "What?"

Mother Yan: "..."

"Oh, Yan Yan said that this was his wish since he was a child. At the age of eighteen

Yan Mu's indignation turned into crying and laughing: "You listen to him. At the age of eighteen, he was stuffed as an old and confused. What? Can a wife eat? "

Jiang Ting: "..."

Yan's mother tongue is sincere, full of love and affection almost overflowing through the microphone: "Silly boy, he's yours."

Jiang Ting raised his hand to cover his eyes, his gesture was exactly the same as Yan Xun who pretended to be clever that night. After a while he raised his head and let out a long sigh. His face was full of red dust-like transcendence, and he said, "Don't go abroad, City Bureau. Just find a food stall at the door and have a meal."

"How can that be done! Our family's wedding was not so perfunctory! I don't want the next generation to repeat the regrets I had with Uncle Yan and you!" Mother Yan said sternly: "I was a young lady from a big family back then, and Uncle Yan was just a high school student. Language teacher, the union of the two of us is opposed by everyone, so we can only scribble a hasty wedding..."

Jiang Ting instantly made up a series of love legends about abandoning his family property and running away to get married and starting from scratch. He didn't think that Yan's next sentence was:

"Even the team is just Xiali, Xiali! What about Ferrari, Porsche, Rolls-Royce, Lamborghini?!"

"Since then, I have sworn to myself that when my child gets married, I will find 88 Ferraris to go around Jianning City! When I give birth to a son, I will give my daughter-in-law a diamond crown, and when a daughter is born, I will give my dowry a diamond crown, and there are few pigeons and eggs. I don’t believe in five carats! Lao Yan, Lao Yan, did you hear me? Lao Yan?!”

Father Yan held the notebook: "It's arranged!"

Jiang Ting: "..."

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"Don't go around Jianning City, I'm afraid that we won't be named and criticized by the Ministry of Public Security." Yan Yan said with a smile: "Listen to me, let's go abroad, we will have a barbecue on the lawn and fountain, and only invite the nearest relatives and friends. The total number of people is controlled within Within thirty or forty. In addition, don’t charter the flight, Bureau Lu and Bureau Wei will all have to book their own tickets, after all, they have to pay attention to the impact.”

Yan Yan was lying on the sofa, with one arm around Jiang Ting. The two of them snuggled up to each other and watched the crying soap opera on TV, only to hear Mother Yan gritted her teeth on the phone, wishing she could reach out and pat her son's head hard: "You A little sand sculpture, do you think it will be too late? Tomorrow I will let the tailor come to discuss the dress with you, as well as wine, flowers, venue, jewelry..."

Jiang Ting watched with one eye the heroine running wild in the rainstorm in the TV series, and watched Director Huang Xing's latest book with the other eye, his glasses were squeezed crooked by Yan Yan, and he laughed: "Why do you want jewelry, it's not a girl."

Mother Yan said happily: "I think too much, it's my jewelry, your mother. Isn't it a great reason for me to buy new jewelry when my son who I worked so hard to raise gets married?!"

Jiang Ting: "..."

On the other end of the phone, with reading glasses on and looking at the martial arts drama with one eye, Yan's father looked at Caijing News with one eye: "..."

"Okay mom, just do as you said, and I'll talk to the wedding company later." Yan Yan watched Jiang Ting's attention shift more and more from professional books to TV dramas, and his heart was burning. After a few words, he would hang up the phone: "You can do whatever you want. When you look back, my son will honor you, a five-carat pigeon. I love you, bye!"

"Where did you get your five carats? Is your salary enough for you to buy a pair of shoes, you little prodigal..."

Ms. Zeng Cuicui's laughter and scolding were hung up with a click, and Yan Xun pushed Jiang Ting down on the sofa with her head covered, and her whole body was tightly close to her: "What are you looking at?"

The two were close to each other, from the chest and abdomen to the waist and hips to the four legs, and even the breath was only separated by less than half the distance of the palm of the hand.

Jiang Ting's cheeks were slightly hot, but he remained calm: "Read a book."

"Reading, eh? Whose eyes were always on the TV just now?"

"I didn't aim..."

"Why didn't you look at me, the male lead is as handsome as me?"

Jiang Ting just opened his mouth, but Yan Yan stretched out his hand and covered it. At the same time, he lowered his head in a very intimidating way, and his lips almost touched the tip of his nose when he opened and closed.

"Think about it again, does the male lead have your handsome husband?"

Jiang Ting was speechless and shook his head vigorously.

"Is your husband the most handsome in China?"

Jiang Ting nodded without saying a word.

"Then what are you looking at?"

"... …… ..."

Yan Yan let go of his hand a little bit, Jiang stopped breathing, and immediately couldn't bear to laugh and said, "Look at you."

The eyelashes of the two are only a few centimeters apart, and a trace of familiar hazards gradually appear at the bottom of Yan Yan's eyes, followed by-

"Yan Yan!" Jiang Pu was so angry and funny, turning over and running: "What are you on that top across the pants, you ..."

Yan Yan's eyes were fast, as if a bandit who was quite unreasonable grabbed his relatives, he grabbed Jiang Pai and returned to himself. The sky gradually warmed up, and the soft home service dropped at all. In the blink of an eye, Kung Fu Jiang stopped like a fresh and tender snack. The naked skin was full of warm aroma after bathing. Yan Yan was separated with his knees, and then the hard matter that Boofa couldn't wait to squeeze in.

"You mix ... ah!"

Jiang stopped his mouth, and tried to relax, trying to relieve the severe squeezing feeling of being suddenly entered. But it was useless at all. Yan Yan was too big. Squeezed in such a squeeze, the dry entrance made the friction more clear, and it was even trembling.

Yan Yan bowed his head and kissed him, his lips and tenderness, but the movement of a divide was hot and tough. Jiang stopped the muscles on the inside of the thigh and couldn't help twitching. He clenched his teeth and couldn't say anything. It wasn't until the weapon finally entered the bottom before finally shaking and exhaling.

"If I ... I was killed by you ... This is a conspiracy, murder scene ..."

Yan Yan laughed: "Why is it murder?"

He suddenly pulled away the words, and then hit it back!

"Obviously the scene of love," he laughed in the sharp inhalation sound of Jiang Po.

The sofa is constantly creating, the sound is getting faster and more urgent. The initial physiological instinct resisted the past. The fiery and tender lane began to spasm and welcomed the invaders. Every time it was inserted, it would twist it, and the sound of water that was reluctant would be made when the murder weapon was pulled out.

The sense of security of a large number of blockbusters, and the fatal pleasure of being fully possessing, like a layer of power grid, wrap Jiang's stop from head to toe. He buzzed in his ears, and the lines of soap opera on TV became very blurred. He could only hear his breathing crushing and rushing. The severe heartbeat made the blood constantly hit the eardrum.

"Just welcome me like this?" Yan Yan kissed Jiang's ears, but his movements were fierce and fierce. He exited hard during a strong suction and forcibly inserted it. Smile with a smile, "Bite so tightly, can't bear to go out? Um?"

Jiang stopped his fingers trembling, grabbed the sofa under his body, and then he grabbed his wrist and pressed on the pillow on the ears. The pipeline of pleasure was groaned, and Jiang stopped with a small moaning with a red eyes.

"Don't catch it," Yan Yan laughed hoarsely.

"..."

Jiang stopped his eyes, his eyelashes were smoked as darkened by water vapor, and then he trembled and hugged Yan Yan's neck, pulled him down hard, clinging to his wet lips.

He has always been tough, calm and full of anti -mind. However, this small action shows unlimited trust and dependence, as if he actively reached out to child to eat sugar. Yan Yan kissed his fever's lips, and his heart seemed to be hit hard by the current. The incredible excitement and excitement and the nerves were hit all the way to the lower body.

He suddenly pulled out, then sat up, hugged Jiang, and turned over, and inserted into the small mouth that couldn't wait again. The position and gravity made the angry weapon deep into a very terrible level. Jiang Pu was stimulated to become numb. When he was "ah", the condition reflected to get up and escaped, but he was soaked by the pleasure. Being back to Yan Yan's arms backwards, the thin and hard back shoulders kept shuddering with big mouth.

"Do you want me to shoot in?" Yan Yan asked in his ear.

Jiang stopped answering, and the eyelashes were densely covering the eyes full of water, trembling with a small thrust.

Yan Yan's arm ring hugged his thin waist, and his ten fingers deep into the side waist muscles, "Ask you, huh?"

"..."

Jiang Pu clenched his teeth, as if he couldn't help but scream. However, Yan Yan seemed to have a sudden interest in this problem. He reached the deepest point of the deepest part of the martyrdom, squeezed and grinded, and repeatedly asked again and again: "Do you want me to shoot in? ? "

"Do you want it, huh?"

"Speak, just dislike me?"

The words suddenly fell into the river and suddenly twisted over, looking at Yan Yan. This action led to the deepest part of his body. The interior was stimulated that he couldn't breathe. The ends of the tall nose were wet. saw the white teeth bite tightly and only squeezed one word:

"……want……"

Yan Yan thought he was going to scold people, only when he heard it wrong: "What?"

Jiang Po gritted his teeth: "Yes!"

Yan Yan seemed to be hit by a bullet filled with aphrodisiac medicine. Suddenly he carried Jiang Po, three steps and two steps through the living room through the corridor, kicked the door of the bedroom, and fell on the big bed. The next moment Yan Yan entered again with the attitude of back in, and he pulled out and pierced like a storm. Every time it was crazy to vent a certain kind of deep feelings, inserted into the deepest in the groan where Jiang Pu was hurriedly and out of control. At the end, it finally broke out!

They reached the climax at the same time. Jiang stopped the brain blank, and in a few seconds, they almost lost their consciousness.

"..." Yan Yan murmured something that no one except him was hearing, and he was thrusting slightly in the spray gap, and he kissed the humid hair and neck of the person under the kiss over and over again. I don't know how long, Jiang Pu finally gradually recovered his mind from the dizziness of extinguishing, struggling to look back.

They looked at each other closely, panting around, and their pupils reflected each other's eyes.

After a long time, Jiang stopped and raised his head slightly, and they just connected a long kiss in this way.