C13 Youre Dead (1/2)

Lang Yan saw the anger in his eyes, and smiled. He took his phone and turned it off, and said: ”Mr Hee, this is my first kiss that was preserved for 26 years, you must cherish it well.”

Hee Zhuolun, ”...”

Being kissed by a man, what was there to treasure? However, the other party's lips were very soft and his actions were very light, like a dragonfly touching the water, leaving immediately. It gave him a feeling of intimacy with a kitten, it was itchy, but also brought along a hint of teasing and electricity.

Thinking about it, Hee Zhuolun's face darkened.

He was actually reminiscing about the kiss that wasn't considered a kiss.

”Since Mr Hee does not want to use such a despicable thing to free himself, then I will throw it away.”

Lang Yan returned the phone to Hee Zhuolun, picked up the bag on the windowsill and threw it into the trash can. Then, he hid in the darkness and waited for the police to run past before coming out and leaving the police station.

Hee Zhuolun still stood by the window, and only after the outside had recovered its tranquility, did he turn around and sit back down. Suddenly, a wave of pain came from his abdomen, like the waves of a sea. It was extremely uncomfortable and he even wanted to go to the toilet to relieve himself.

”Damn it.”

He was sure that the cake had not been drugged, so how could his stomach ache?

Hee Zhuolun touched his aching abdomen, and looked around the empty room. He unconsciously thought about the box and bag Lang Yan mentioned, and his mouth twitched violently. ”Lang Yan, you're dead for sure.”