Chapter 1799 Prison Storm (15)

"How can I do that? Only Colonel Ji can get this kind of treatment. I only like you." Shi Sheng flirted with Ji Ang without hesitation.

Ji Ang seemed a little satisfied, his expression softened, and he continued to ask, "Who is your mother closer to in prison?"

"Colonel Ji, I won't answer these questions for you. First, I don't know. Second, I don't want to answer them, but... if you can ask them in bed, maybe I will think about it." We have something to do in bed. explain.

Ji Ang looked at her sideways and asked the following questions without changing his expression.

Naturally, he didn't get any answer in the end. Ji Ang went out with the paper and returned the still blank paper to Mr. Yuan. Mr. Yuan did not expect this result and entered the room again.

There was a strange sound in the room, which happened very quickly. When Ji Ang rushed in, he saw Mr. Yuan groaning under the weight of the table, and the girl was standing in the corner, looking like it had nothing to do with her.

"Mr. Yuan!"

"what happened?"

Everyone scrambled to rescue Mr. Yuan from under the table, and glared at Shi Sheng angrily, but they said to Ji Ang, "Colonel Ji, this woman attacked Mr. Yuan, you must give her to us. "

"To be fair, he attacked me first." Shi Sheng retorted, "As a normal person, I acted in self-defense. I still suspected that he was cheating!"

She made a move out of nowhere. She just fought back a little too hard. Is it her fault?

This baby won't be able to carry it.

"Nonsense, why did Mr. Yuan attack you?" The person over there became even more angry, "Colonel Ji, you must hand this man over to us."

Ji Ang swept the entire room calmly. He understood what these people were planning, "I won't give you people. I must ensure the safety of Area F. If something goes wrong because of you, will you bear the responsibility or me?" Come to bear?"

Ji Ang's rhetoric was high-sounding. Originally, everyone coming in from the outside had to go through his hurdle, but if he didn't let it go now, it would be useless no matter how loud they clamored. What's more, Ji Ang has a gun and someone in his hand, and they can't even beat him.

Mr. Yuan was seriously injured. Seeing that the situation was not right, the group quickly took Mr. Yuan away.

"Are they here to touch porcelain?" Shi Sheng asked Ji Ang.

"Well." Ji Ang turned the table over with his bare hands, "They want to take you away, and then use extraordinary means to ask what they want to know."

"Extraordinary means?" Shi Sheng raised his eyebrows, "What extraordinary means? Torture? Hypnosis? Or brainwashing?"

"It's scarier than you think." Ji Ang held the table with one hand.

"Then you keep me like this, do you like me? Colonel Ji..." Shi Sheng looked at Ji Ang with a half-smile.

"I'm just fulfilling my duties." Ji Ang's eyes flickered and he looked away from Shi Sheng.

He wasn't doing it for her.

Ji Ang told himself this in his heart, but this kind of self-deception was of no use, he was just doing it for her.

For a woman whom I don't know at all, and I haven't even met a few times.

Ji Ang clenched his fists, turned around and left the room, telling the people outside, "Take her back."

…

night.

Ji Ang stayed in the office until early in the morning before going back. He stood at the door for a long time without opening the door. He didn't open the door until the patrolmen passed by twice and planned to come up to ask what happened to his colonel.

As he expected, Shi Sheng was in his room and fell asleep on the bed. The sound of opening the door woke her up. The girl raised her head and looked over with half-closed eyes. Ji Ang entered the room sideways and closed the door.

Shi Sheng got up from the bed and tilted her head to look at him. There was no trace of sleepiness in her eyes, which proved that she had not fallen asleep at all just now.

"Colonel Ji, are you scared?" Shi Sheng hugged the quilt and said playfully.

"Am I afraid?" Ji Ang seemed to be half stimulated, and while taking off his untidy military uniform, he sneered, "What am I afraid of?"

"Then why did you come back so late?"

Ji Ang threw his coat aside and poured a glass of cold water to drink, "Work."

"I drugged the water."

"puff--"

Ji Ang looked at the water in his hand, then looked at the person over there, raised his hand to wipe his mouth, put the cup on the table, raised his hand to unbuckle his pants and belt.

Shi Sheng: "..."

Ji Ang looked at Shi Sheng intently. He took off his shirt and pants, leaving only a pair of underwear. Maybe it was because he was a soldier. Ji Ang's body was wheat-colored. His fingers hooked the edge of the underwear and the corners of his mouth curled up. The evil arc.

Shi Sheng pulled up the quilt. Is this situation a compliance or a disobedience?

Now, will Feng Ci, who has recovered his memory, have trouble with her?

If you don't obey...that's not a bit sorry for him being so proactive.

"Hmph." Ji Ang sneered and walked to the bathroom with a change of clothes, "Who is scared now?"

I...day!

Who is so scared! !

I am thinking about the major events of life.

The sound of water rushing in the bathroom was heard. The bathroom door was translucent, and in the hazy mist, one could vaguely see the figures inside.

Ji Ang was quickly washed and came out. He was only wearing a pair of mid-length trousers and his upper body was completely naked. He went straight to the bed. Shi Sheng sat next to him with a confused look on his face. How could he just lie down now?

Shi Sheng looked at him. Ji Ang looked at the time on his phone and did not look at her.

She lifted the quilt and got in, leaning into his arms.

You are not afraid, I am afraid of a ball.

Sleeping with your wife is a matter of course.

Ji Ang was slightly stunned by the heat source attached to him. The fonts on the phone screen seemed to be distorted into various strange symbols.

Ji Ang took a deep breath in his heart, put down his phone, stretched out his hand to hug Shi Sheng into his arms, stretched out his long legs, and held her in his arms, "Are you really not afraid?"

"You're not afraid, so what am I afraid of?" Shi Sheng hummed, "I wish you could do something to me, then you would be mine."

Ji Ang was stuck for a moment. He stared at the ceiling and breathed as slowly as possible.

Sometimes, he always felt that he was missing something, and every time he was alone, that feeling became stronger, but he didn't know what he was missing, and nothing could fill the emptiness in his heart.

Ji Ang was lost in thought when he suddenly felt heat in his chest, and a numbness spread from his chest, where...

"How did you get hurt?" the girl's voice sounded with no emotion.

Ji Ang moved her head and moved her lips away from his chest. His fingertips covered the scar and said in a calm voice: "It's been a long time, so long that I almost don't remember it."

Shi Sheng's fingertips stroked the edge, "Does it hurt?"

"Are you asking whether this is the time to be injured?" Ji Ang straightened her head to prevent her from seeing the scar.

"When you're hurt."

"It hurts." Ji Ang said, "Do you know what it feels like when a bullet passes through your heart? You are only one step away from death..."

"I know."

Ji Ang was stunned.

Shi Sheng turned over and pressed on him, forcefully taking his hand away, and kissed his chest carefully.

"I know what that feels like."