Criminal Psychology

Lin Chen kissed him forcefully, and his fingers were more and more inserted into the deep roots of Lianfa, and his head was pressed down, which was a pure emotional release. At this moment, he did n’t need to care about the feeling of Xinglian Conglian. Ethics in the world, he just wants to kiss the person he likes for a long time, and he really has no way, because now only the torture of the lips and spray on his face can make him feel that there is still temperature in the world, he As if just walking in the ice field for thousands of years, now encountering blood and flesh that can make him feel warm, he can't help but pounce on the heat of the other person.

He didn't dare open his eyes to observe the expression on Xing Conglian's face, but he did not hesitate to pry open the teeth of Xing Conglian. The breath they exchanged was extremely hot, and it was so hot that it could burn all the crickets. The deep sea gradually floated.

The singing sounded louder and filled his entire auricle.

The sudden treble seemed to be continuously warming the kiss. The pain that had penetrated into the bone marrow was gradually broken by the burning stabbing. He kissed deeper and tried to extract the power from the body of the company that could keep him alive. They depended on each other. He could not be separated, but he still held up his other hand, firmly hooked Xun Conglian's neck, and held him dead.

The slow and lengthy kisses shattered the ice, shattered the blood, shattered the hallucinations, and shattered the painful body. The hot temperature rising gradually between them seemed to evaporate the tears. He wished that the time passed now was slower and slower. It would be better if he could stay at this moment forever.

Lin Chen was still kissing Xing Conglian. As if he could see the day they first met, Xing Conglian stood in the door frame, showing an unhappy smile to him.

He seemed to be back at that moment, he took each other's hand and dropped the dragonfly's kiss on the eyes of Xing Conglian at that time.

At that moment, he seemed to feel the connection of Xun Conglian. Xing Conglian's palm gently touched his cheek. He could feel the rough cocoon and hot temperature in the palm of his opponent. Xing Conglian touched his cheek with his thumb. Tears.

It was such a gentle gesture, but Lin Chen also understood the meaning of this movement.

Meaning, it's enough, you can stop.

He lowered his head, separated his lips and teeth from each other, pushed the prisoner off Cong Lian, stepped back a half step, and breathed lightly.

There were only breathing sounds of different frequencies between them both in the air.

At the moment when he kissed Cong Lian, he clearly saw the shocked look in his opponent's eyes, like the green jade jade shattered, but now he can't find it At the time of the sentence from Lianlian's eyes.

Now, Xun Lianning faced Rong Ninghe, and looked at him with deep and distant eyes, without speaking.

The underground space was dark and silent, the singing in his ears gradually stopped, the previous hallucinations gradually disappeared, and Lin Chen's heart gradually became clear. Because of the clearness, he could already foresee what would happen later. His relationship with Xing Lianlian will change. With his personality, Xing Lianlian will never use the appearance of deafness to mute the peace. Either Xinglian Lian left or he left. They are about to part ways and no longer communicate.

But that's great. Xinglianlian is really good.

He was a little bit reluctant.

Lin Chen also raised his head, straightened his back, and said very earnestly: "Although I'm sorry, but it was the only opportunity in my life just now, so please consider me for trouble, I will be a good target."

After saying this, he took another step back, greeted him sincerely, and then turned to leave.

...

The dynasty was sitting in a police car.

The surrounding singing has also stopped. Somehow, the sky is inexplicably darkened, and there are heavy dark clouds covering the sun.

The fire trucks and police and emergency vehicles that came one after another crowded the square, and many of the cars did not turn off. Those vehicles uttered a beeping sound that made him scalp even when sitting in the car on the ground. Water stains are everywhere, and they keep flowing.

He reversed his upturned leg, but he didn't feel comfortable enough. He looked at the air conditioner in the car and clearly showed that it was working. The inexplicable suffocation was really unpleasant.

He put down the computer, leaned against the window, and propped his head with his hands, trying to adjust a more comfortable sitting position, but always feel uncomfortable.

While adjusting his position, he inadvertently skimmed outwards. Through the crowd, he saw a figure coming from the other side of the square.

The man was wearing the most ordinary military green plastic rubber shoes, the same military green trousers on the lower body, the trouser legs pulled high, the ankle position and a large piece of dried mud, the dynasty's sight slowly moved upwards, from the man's upper body 70 The blue and white navy stripes of the 19th year looked at the red and white striped snakeskin bag that the man was carrying, and he finally looked at the man's face.

He opened his mouth wide and thought he was dazzled.

The next second, he hurriedly closed his eyes, hoping to use the restart action to adjust the brain's visual system. Anything can be done, so that the illusion quickly dissipated.

He counted down for three seconds, and when he opened his eyes again, the figure and that terrible face really disappeared.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly drew out his mobile phone and sent a text message: "Akang, Kang, I just saw a man who looks like you, almost scared, and should really take a picture for you Look."

There was a text message back very quickly, very brief, only two words: "Is it?"

"Nod your heads hard! The pheasant statue, if I hadn't known you were on a mission in Niger Kuala or Java or a galaxy outside, I would have thought hell!"

"Ha ha".

There were two words back, not even punctuation, but soon a text message was sent over again: "Do you know where the boss is, I can't find him."

"Boss, the boss and I have just gone through the test of rapid life and death, and it is particularly violent. You should come to the scene to see our mighty posture!"

The dynasty was excited to post this, and then realized that he didn't answer the question in the text message, but when he wanted to send another supplement, he looked intently at the last few words: I couldn't find him.

It ’s as if you were on the scene ...

The dynasty murmured silently. He touched the screen of the phone and just wanted to reply to the same words, but the text message on the other side responded faster.

Still two words: I'm here.

There was silence all around, and the dynasty felt like a goosebump.

Tuk, Tuk, Tuk ...

At this moment, a slight sound of knocking on the window sounded, the dynasty hit a shock, turned back slowly and ghostly.

Sure enough, the man with the snakeskin bag and the sea soul shirt in the 70s was standing at the window, bending over slightly, and grinning at him, exposing his white teeth, shining brightly.

...

Xing Lian stared at Lin Chen's distant back, gradually regaining his calmness from a fierce heartbeat, until Lin Chen's figure disappeared at the end of the promenade, and he still stared at it with a sting.

Lin Chen kissed him desperately just now. This was the obvious thing. He was shocked, and it was the obvious thing.

Although he really wanted to think about when Lin Chen began to have feelings beyond his friendship, at this moment, his head was full of Lin Chen's expression when he kissed him, pure, hot He was burning like fire, he could feel the pain in Lin Chen's soul, and he could also feel the deep love that Lin Chen showed in the kiss.

That kind of love actually made him feel hot, like the honey dripping from the hive, with amber translucent gloss, both beautiful and sweet.

He also found out in a short moment that it was so sweet and beautiful that he was loved by others.

This kind of sweetness made him uncontrollable. Although he tried to control himself, Lin Chen's last tears really made him unable to control himself. He couldn't help but stroked Lin Chen's cheek and wiped his tears for him. His next move Of course it was a deep kiss again.

After all, no one can resist that sweet and deep love.

However, Lin Chen pushed him away ...

Xing Conglian thought very regretfully. In fact, kissing once was not enough. He really wanted to experience it again.

But since Lin Chen kissed him, he should just like him. When he confirmed this, he was surprised to find that all the methods for dealing with problems that he had learned had no effect, and worse, he found him The magnificent life is so magnificent that he has never had time to learn how to handle emotional issues correctly. He would like to hold Lin Chen to ask him if this is an emotional defect?

However, since Lin Chen has said that, of course, he must also have the correct expression. Therefore, he is thinking that he should go up now to hold people and kiss again, or consider their future and the risks after being together in detail before making a decision. ?

Since Lin Chen has been by his side, he should be able to quickly understand these contents. In short, Lin Chen cannot wait too long.

With such a happy mind, he slowly walked upstairs, and the crowd at the fire scene had basically been evacuated. The next step was a series of arduous follow-up work, whether it was to assess the loss, follow-up investigation, or even about the beautiful scenery. The question of motivation must be investigated again.

He looked around, Lin Chen didn't know where he went, but the weather was a bit gloomy, and the sudden dark clouds brought a lot of wetness. He took a deep breath of the sudden coolness in the air, and the next moment, he saw that the dynasty was going crazy in the police car. Packing things on the ground, it looks like it is about to escape, and I don't know which dynasty is missing or added to the dynasty's mind.

He then walked towards the dynasty's place.

At this moment, he heard someone calling him, and the sound seemed familiar, and he turned back hard as if struck by lightning.

Not far behind him was a young man dragging a snakeskin bag. The man had dark skin, but his teeth were as white as silver.

He turned his body slowly.

The man approached him, paying a very standard tribute.

He just wanted to say something, but saw that the other party quickly took out a box of ten-dollar cigarettes of bad quality and took one out of it. The swift action seemed like he was too irony to give him no chance to respond.

"Boss, knocker Kang An is ordered to ask for your help."

His former subordinates told him so.

Xun Conglian looked at the fine gold wire inlaid on the edge of the cigarette under the sun, and the first reaction was to turn around and leave.