Don't ask before

"Exhibition of cultural relics from the ancient times of Peru to the period of the Inca Empire opened in this port".

Recently, the information media has been full of news about the cultural relics exhibition. When Lin Mo saw the report again in the morning newspaper, he just glanced at it and quickly flipped through it.He is not interested in gold, which is too heavy and inconvenient to carry. Compared with gold, he prefers banknotes, and of course checks are also good things.

The above is purely Lin Mo's boring complaints. The value of cultural relics cannot be estimated, and there are many rich people in this world who are willing to spend huge sums of money to take them for themselves. Lin Mo is not interested in them, just because he Always keep a respectful distance from the things dug out of the grave.

That kind of thing, one piece is stained with many resentment and curses, not to mention so many pieces put together, he would join in the fun only when he was full.

But now Lin Mo had to join in the fun, not because he was full, but because of five buckets of rice.Before coming, he protested strongly, but the protest was ruthlessly dismissed by his superiors. There were not enough manpower, so he had to come if he didn't want to.So Lin Mo had to be in the dark exhibit area at this time, looking around without tears, and checking for safety blind spots by the way.

He hated the atmosphere, hated it.

The correct way to deal with this kind of thing dug out of the ground is to expose it to the sun, and it should never be placed under the dim light with a strange light for everyone to buy a ticket to watch.

And the further he walked in, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Could it be that there is really something extraordinary on display this time?Lin Mo's heart moved, and his curiosity was slightly seduced.He followed his feelings and finally saw something that made him very, very uncomfortable.

A piece of charred wood?

Lin Mo tried to observe the things in the window with a dull expression, trying to figure out what historical value a piece of dark wood would have, but of course ended in failure.

The so-called cultural relics are indeed a very mysterious thing, and ordinary people will never understand their value.

"It is a treasure of the Inca Empire, a staff used for sacrifices. Because of the age, the preservation technology is not in place and there is weathering phenomenon, but the original shape restored from mural rubbings and other places can show that it is the perfect embodiment of the ancient art of the Inca Empire .” Just as he was wondering, a strange man’s voice suddenly came from behind him.

No one asked him, who asked him to talk and show off?

Lin Mo turned his head to sarcastically, but swallowed what he was about to blurt out after seeing the other party clearly.No matter what a handsome guy does, he can be forgiven, especially if the other party is a handsome guy with an exotic style.

"It has been mentioned many times in the ancient Inca legends. It is said that if you hold it, you can control the whole world." The handsome guy continued.

Lin Mo didn't care what he was talking about at all.Beauty is present, don't look at nothing.Even if the handsome guy's head is a little watery, it doesn't detract from his beauty in the slightest.

Lancetro Dia didn't expect that he would be eaten tofu by a beauty naked in public with his eyes.The other party's unscrupulous gaze up and down made him wonder if he was not wearing clothes.

"Oh, God. I like a subtle and mysterious oriental beauty, not a sensual man who will turn into a wolf at any time." Langstro wailed miserably in his heart.

"Lin Mo."

The other party had already stretched out his hand. Based on etiquette, although he was reluctant, Langstro had no choice but to introduce himself: "Langstro Dia."

Before the handshake was finished, Lancetrow had already decided that in the future, he would absolutely never strike up a conversation just by seeing a beautiful back.If you can't hunt and get pecked by geese, that's him.

Lancetro Dia, the organizer of this cultural relics exhibition, seems to be a very interesting person.Looking at the back of the handsome guy running away, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Lin Mo's mouth.

He turned his gaze back to the charred piece of wood, feeling more and more eerie.

Miracle

If you believe in miracles then you can be the one.

(Miracle)

(If you believe in miracles, you will be a miracle.)

This sentence is printed in English on the explanatory nameplate of the window.

A miracle or a miracle?

It's a pity that this is the human world, an autonomous land promised by the gods, and there will be no miracles.

This sentence suddenly popped up in Lin Mo's head, but he couldn't remember who said it.His memory has always been good, but now it is blank.

"Lin Mo."

After finishing his work, Lin Mo left the exhibition hall and was about to get in the car to leave when there was a voice behind him.

Lin Mo couldn't help sighing, he should look through the almanac before going out today.

He struggled for a moment between turning around and smiling, or running away quickly without looking back, and finally decided to kill.Small indifference can lead to chaos and big schemes. Compared with being chased all over the world by her in the future, it is better to be good now.

"What a coincidence, Lin Yan."

"How will you be here?"

"It's a long story, let's find a place to talk slowly."

"Lin Mo, you are playing with fire. Who is Fan Jingwen, and you dare to provoke him?" Before Lin Mo could finish explaining why he appeared here, Lin Yan broke out.

Fan Jingwen, the young Patriarch of the Fan family, although there are few rumors about him, but based on the bits and pieces of information that leaked out, it is enough to understand his character.

The young man succeeded to the throne, emptied the family elders internally, made all the direct children of the family bow their heads in front of him, expanded his power externally, intertwined light and shadow, and established a huge Brahma Empire. In recent years, he has become the underground emperor of the Eastern world.Lin Mo wanted to provoke such a man, to break ground on Tai Sui's head, he thought he had a few lives.

"Lin Mo, no one has been able to get out of this man after provoking him. You think your fake resumes can really stand up to careful investigation. If Fan Jingwen is so stupid, he won't have to mess around. And how do you It might be so easy to meet Fan Jingwen. With his status, does he need to meet him in person for one more small detective under his command? If the chief detective wants to have tea with him, it depends on whether he has time or is he in the mood? There must be some conspiracy, can't you think more about it in your head?"

"I don't know. But what does it matter, now there is only one small step left to success." Don't ask Lin Mo why he can easily see Sanskrit, this is a long-term and difficult need in Lin Mo's plan It is a task that requires God's help to work hard by oneself.But when his pre-preparation was over, the first time he proposed to meet, he met Fanjingwen and slept with him, and the second meeting was in Fanjingwen's bedroom.

It can only be said that this time, all the gods in the sky are on his side, although he has never believed in gods.

Of course, if you ask Fan Jingwen this question, he doesn't know.He wasn't so busy that he didn't even have time to drink tea with others, but he wasn't so busy that he would have tea with a small detective.If you must ask why, it must be a coincidence.

Lin Yan had nothing to say.A messy plan, an inexplicable bastard executor, this plan has a faint hope of success, this world is really crazy.However, even if he can get the things, how will Lin Mo get away, and the ensuing pursuit and revenge.She really didn't want anything to happen to the man in front of her.

"Why?" Lin Yan couldn't figure out why he took this task even though he knew it was dangerous.

"The pay is good."

Lin Yan glared at him.

"Mission impossible is challenging."

Lin Yan continued to stare at him.

"Well, Fan Jingwen is a handsome guy."

Lin Yan stared at him hard.

"Okay, okay, at first he was moved by money, then he was attracted by beauty, and now he is impressed by his skills."

If possible, Lin Yan really doesn't want to talk to this bastard again, she is a fool to worry about him.

"Lin Yan, don't worry. I have done dangerous things for so many years, so there is no need to panic about such a small matter. I promise, this is the last time, and I will go home with you obediently and wash my hands to make soup." Lin Mo sat down to her Beside, hold her tight.

If there is anyone in this world who cares about him and truly worries about him, it is this person in front of him.

The first half was okay, but after hearing the second half, Lin Yan finally couldn't help laughing.Wash your hands to make soup, but never make soup with your hands.If he is willing to do it, it depends on whether others dare to drink it.

"Lin Mo, to be honest, if you can, go home and have a look." There is no hatred in this world that will last forever, let alone they are relatives connected by blood.

Lin Mo still hugged her and didn't speak.Maybe one day he'll set foot on that land again, but not yet.

-

"Aji, don't do this kind of thing again."

In the study of the Patriarch of the Fan Family, Fan Jingwen sat behind the desk with a faint displeasure on his face.Zuo Ji stood with his head bowed, although he was reprimanded, the unwilling expression on his face showed that he didn't listen at all.

A stack of photos is scattered on the table, and the camera is chasing the figure of a man.

Part of it is him flirting with a man with his eyes, and the other part is him hugging a woman.

"Why?" Zuo Ji didn't understand, if the young master really liked him, how could he endure such a thing.No matter what messed life this man has lived before, since he slept in the young master's bed, at least he must remain faithful in spirit and body.

"You don't understand." I don't want to know why he came, I don't want to know the truth behind the lies, I don't want to see the life behind him, as long as I close my eyes, I can deceive myself and tell myself that at this moment, he is in the palm of my hand, It's enough, even if you can't convince yourself, "You will never understand."

Jealousy can distort a person's mind, make him lose his mind, and then do things that he regrets.

-

"I'm going to...kill...you..." Lin Mo squeezed out these words between soft groans.

His whole body was wet, the sheets under his body were soaked with sweat, and the man pressing on him was still rubbing against him endlessly.

Yes, dawdling.

Lin Mo cursed to tear him into pieces, but now he could only think about it in his head and threatened verbally. Even if he wanted to do it, he had to wait until he could get up from his bed.Now in this posture, you can do nothing but passively bear it.

Do not live by committing sins.

Lin Mo didn't understand why he promised him to play something different, and he didn't even struggle to tie his wrists.Which nerve is broken to be sure that this man will not hurt himself?

"I'm going to...kill...you..." Such weak words between sobbing and soft moaning just add a little fun to the bed.

"How to kill? Use your body?" Fan Jingwen's teasing words still seemed to be so easy to handle, but in fact, Fan Jingwen was almost reaching the limit, his breathing became heavy, and his body was covered with sweat.

Using your body to scold your lover is a technical job, and even more physical work.

"Do you really want to force me? Don't cry if you feel uncomfortable later." Fan Jingwen bent down and kissed the tears overflowing from the corners of Lin Mo's eyes.I just want him to agree to one thing, how could it be like this?If it wasn't for Lin Mo yelling and refusing to agree before he said anything at the beginning, it would definitely not be the current situation of riding a tiger.

"Bastard... Tell me your conditions..." If you don't agree to him, Lin Mo feels that Fan Jingwen is very likely to torment him for a whole night.He had had enough of going back and forth between heaven and hell.

"Lin Mo, from now on, let's maintain a one-on-one relationship, okay?" As God testified, Sanskrit just wanted to tell Lin Mo to stay with him this weekend, but it turned into this sentence when he opened his mouth .

"What do you mean?" Lin Mo shook his drowsy head and asked in confusion.

"Your bed partner is only me, and mine is only you; you can only look at me, and I can only look at you."

"You can't even take a look?" Lin Mo subconsciously felt that he would suffer a lot if he agreed.

Fan Jingwen began to feel weak again, as if he hadn't eaten for several days.

Casual, nowhere near itching.

"Bastard, I promise you, you give me a good move." Lin Mo was finally tormented by this feeling of being indifferent, and he didn't have the energy to worry about such trivial things as cost-effective, so he quickly agreed.

Anyway, Fan Jingwen should also know that it is best not to believe what a man says at a time like this, and there is no need to take it seriously.

At this time, he is even willing to take his life.

Finally everything was over, and the two of them fell on the bed and gasped like two fish out of the water.

What is the pinnacle of desire?Lin Mo didn't think about such a profound question seriously.Maybe it was emptiness, but just now, after untying their wrists, the two of them clasped their fingers together and rushed to the top together, but it gave Lin Mo a different feeling.

That feeling is indescribable.

"Fanjingwen, the feeling just now was great, but playing like this every day will definitely lead to a short life." Lin Mo recovered a little bit of physical strength, and smirked buried in Fanjingwen's neck while reminiscing about the wonderful feeling just now.Just now, the white light passed through as vividly as death, it really is the ultimate happiness.This man's skill is really good, but his luck is not so good.

Fan Jingwen really wanted to say, Lin Mo, that you think highly of me, and I don't have such good physical strength to play with you every day, but he didn't say anything, he just kissed the corner of Lin Mo's bastard's mouth, and hugged him into his arms here, sleep.