Side Character Transmigrations: The Final Boss is No Joke - Chapter 1731

[Chapter 1731 Prison situation (15)]

“How can you, this treatment is only available to Colonel Ji, I only like you.” Shi Sheng teased Ji Ang without hesitation.

Ji Ang seemed satisfied, his expression slowed down, and he continued to ask questions, “Who did your mother get close to in prison?”

“Colonel Ji, I won’t answer you these questions. First, I don’t know. Second, I don’t want to answer either, but… If you can ask in bed, maybe I’ll think about it.” Say.

Ji Ang looked at her sideways, and finished the next question without changing his face.

In the end, naturally he didn’t get any answer, 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, and the sound happened very quickly. When Ji Ang rushed in, he saw Mr. Yuan screaming under the pressure of the table, and the girl was standing in the corner, as if it had nothing to do with him.

“Mr. Yuan!”

“what happened?”

The crowd rescued Mr. Yuan from under the table in a hurry, and stared at Shi Sheng angrily, but they said to Ji Ang, “Colonel Ji, this woman is doing something to Mr. Yuan, you must give us someone. ”

“To be reasonable, he started with me first.” Shi Sheng retorted, “As a normal person, I am self-defense, and I still suspect that he touches porcelain!”

Inexplicably, she was just a little heavier when she fought back. Is it her fault?

This pot can’t be carried by the baby.

“Nonsense, why did Mr. Yuan attack you?” The people over there were even more angry, “Colonel Ji, you must hand this person to us.”

Ji Ang swept across the room calmly, he understood what these people were thinking, “I won’t give you people, I have to ensure the safety of Area F, if there is something wrong with you, it’s you or me. Negative?”

Ji Ang’s rhetoric was high-sounding. Originally, people who came in from outside had to pass through him. He didn’t let it go now. No matter how loud those people were, it was useless. What’s more, Ji Ang has a gun in his hand, and they can’t beat him.

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

“Did they come 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? Punishment? Hypnosis? Or brainwashing?”

“It’s scarier than you think.” Ji Ang supported 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 doing my duty.” Ji Ang’s eyes flickered, staggering from Shi Sheng.

He is not for her.

Ji Ang told himself so in his heart, but this kind of self-deception is useless, he is just for her.

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

Ji Ang clenched his fists, turned to leave the room, and ordered the people outside, “Take her back.”

…

night.

Ji Ang stayed in the office until the early hours of the morning and didn’t go back. He stood at the door for a long time without opening the door. He didn’t open the door until the patrolmen had passed twice and were going to ask his colonel what happened.

As he expected, Shi Sheng was in his room and fell asleep on the bed. The sound of the door opening woke her up. The girl raised her head and looked over with half-squinted 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 sleepiness in her eyes, proving that she hadn’t slept at all just now.

“Colonel Ji, are you afraid?” Shi Sheng hugged the quilt and teased.

“I’m afraid?” Ji Ang seemed to be half stimulated, while taking off his untidy military uniform, he sneered coldly, “What am I afraid of?”

“Then why did you come back so late?”

Ji Ang threw his jacket aside, poured a glass of cold water to drink, “Work.”

“I’m drugged in the water.”

“puff–”

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

Shi Sheng: “…”

Ji Ang stared at Shi Sheng, took off his shirt and trousers, and in the end only one pair of underwear was left, perhaps because he was a soldier. With a sinister arc.

Shi Sheng pulled the quilt up, is this situation always or never?

From now on, will Feng Ci, who has recovered his memory, make trouble with her?

No… That’s not a little sorry for him being so proactive.

“Humph.” Ji Ang sneered and walked to the bathroom with a change of clothes, “Who is afraid now?”

I…day!

Who is so afraid! !

Lao Tzu is thinking about life events.

There was a sound of water in the bathroom, the bathroom door was translucent, and in the hazy fog, one could vaguely see the figures inside.

Ji Ang washed it out quickly, wearing only a pair of mid-length trousers, and his upper body was naked. He went straight to the bed, Shi Sheng sat next to him with a confused look on his face, so why did he lie down?

Shi Sheng looked at him, Ji Ang was holding the phone to check the time, but didn’t 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 daughter-in-law is justified.

Ji Ang was stunned by the heat source posted, and the fonts on the phone screen seemed to be distorted into various strange symbols.

Ji Ang took a deep breath, put down the phone, stretched out his hand and hugged Shi Sheng into his arms, stretched out his long legs, and imprisoned her in his arms, “Are you really afraid?”

“You are not afraid, what am I afraid of.” Shi Sheng hummed, “I wish you did something to me, so you are mine.”

Ji Ang was stuck for a while, he stared at the ceiling, breathing lightest.

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

Ji Ang was in a trance when suddenly he felt heat in his chest, the heat was spreading from his chest, where…

“How did you get hurt?” The girl couldn’t hear her emotional voice.

Ji Ang turned her head, let her lips leave his chest, his fingertips covered the scar, and said in a light 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?”

“You ask if it’s still time to get hurt?” Ji Ang straightened her head, not letting her see the scar.

“When you get hurt.”

“It hurts.” Ji Ang said, “Do you know the feeling of a bullet passing through your heart? You are only one step away from death…”

“I know.”

Ji Ang was stunned.

Shi Sheng forcibly took his hand away and kissed him tightly on his chest.

“I know what that feels like.”

[End of This Chapter]