夜晚的钟声不断催促着细长的双手敲打着键盘，闪烁的指示灯晃得易听有些眼花，她甩了甩手腕，单手按着隐隐作痛的太阳穴，略显苦恼的看着电脑桌面上堆积的文件，很是无奈。

易听本想起身活动一下筋骨的，可一转头就看到了伏在床桌上昏昏欲睡的喻初文，让她看的又是心疼，又是好笑。

易听:"初文，你先睡吧，我可能还要忙一阵子才能休息。″

″没事，我……″可还没等喻初文把话说完，困意的袭来就让她措不及防地打了一个哈欠，她忙捂住嘴，眨巴着眼睛看向对方，满是歉意。

易听笑了笑，宽慰她道:"你先去睡吧，熬夜对身体不好。″

"那些工作必须今天完成吗？明天不可以做吗？″喻初文现在整个人困的都有些犯迷糊了，以致于说的话都有些含混不清了，可她还是有些不死心的问道对方。

易听将她护在怀里，轻拍着她的背说道:"今日事，今日毕。而且这句话不还是你教我的吗？″

喻初文有些闷闷不乐的哼道:"嗯……″

细想起来，她二人这几个月来不是在处理案件，就是在教授新员，每天忙的就差往自己背上插两扇翅膀，到处飞了。而真正独处时间的更是少之又少，算起来……

上一次被她欺负还是在三周前，这一回她怎么说也得扳回一局。

"你明天……″易听忽而跪坐在床上，扣住喻初文的手腕，吹耳说道。

″有早课吗？″

Yu Chuwen nodded, and then seemed to think of something. She whispered a few more words to Yⅰ Tⅰng, smiling very moving.

"But I haven't finished my work yet ... en ... Chuwen, hand... don't move.″

"Will you look at me first? kid . ″ Yu Chuwen is very close to her. It's like she's going to stick herself up.She can even clearly feel Yⅰ Tⅰng′s breath that is begins to be disordered.

She just rubbed Yⅰ Tⅰng′s lips with her fingertips but didn't go too deep.

But it was often this seemingly careless temptation that achieved the most fatal effect.

″Shall I unbutton you?″ Say that finish Yu Chuwen put on airs to reach out to Yⅰ Tⅰng＇s collar, but suddenly Yⅰ Tⅰng hung a palm-sized heavy object on her neck.

"This is a whistle flute. I asked Yⅰ Su to help me make it specially.″Yⅰ Tⅰng looked at Yu Chuwen, who was somewhat stupid, and deliberately teased her.

″Blow it,don't drop it.″

Say that finish,Yⅰ Tⅰng quickly ripped off Yu Chuwen＇s black lace pajamas.

The reason why she chose to send this suit at the beginning, except for sexy elements in it, another reason is that……

It's easy to take off.

″There will be penalties, okay? ″

Yi Ting to look at Yu Chuwen put the whistle flute in her mouth, fell down and whispered.

Intermittent's flute sound is mixed with the increasing breathing sound, but it can only be regarded as the prelude of this performance.

"Is this right here? Or ... here? "Yⅰ Tⅰng looked at Yu Chuwen shivered in her arms,can't help but chuckle.

″Sister Yu, I like to hear you say you love me. "

"But I prefer you to say this in tears.″

Hands tied behind her back, kneeling on the bed.

"Hurts...aha ...″

Yu Chuwen couldn't help crying out.

The whistle hanging around her neck still shone with water.

Blue butterfly seems so helpless, but fire one's imagination.

And the bursts of gasps are undoubtedly the best aphrodisiac for Yⅰ Tⅰng.

Seaweed black hair covers half of Yu Chuwen＇s body, but revealed a black Venus lust.It's really fascinating.

Resistance? Begging for mercy?

Garbage.

"Xu, teacher Yu, keep your voice down. You only need to let me hear it as a student, otherwise...″ Yⅰ Tⅰng to the whistle flute and put it back into Yu Chuwen's mouth, pretending to be serious.

″I will be jealous, it will only be worse to coax, you know？″

屋外突然下起了小雨，雨滴不停打在植物的芽尖上，而后又顺滑落到了一旁的泥坑里，慢慢的将其填满，倒映出了朦胧的月亮。

Yu Chuwen's face was ruddy, and her eyes were blurred: " Yⅰ Tⅰng ... good...en ha...″

″What's good? ″Yⅰ Tⅰng slowly opened her buried three fingers and twitched rhythmically.

"good ... good kⅰd...aha...″Yu Chuwen said that she was ashamed again, but this small move won Yⅰ Tⅰng＇s favor better.

She suddenly had a very bad idea.

"Yⅰ Tⅰng... you ... Why ？″ Yu Chuwen look at the sudden stop of Yⅰ Tⅰng, first at a loss, and then a strong sense of shame welled up in her mind.

″What? Sister, can you make it clear? ″Yⅰ Tⅰng look at Yu Chuwen with an innocent face.As for this disguise, she is a good hand.

″Why ... don't you go on ...″Yu Chuwen spoke in a low voice, and she ⅰs also very aggrievance.But the inexplicable emptiness made her a little impatient.That makes her a little caught between scylla and charybdis.

Yⅰ Tⅰng looked at her innocently, as if she really didn't understand Yu Chuwen＇s meaning, but the fingertips that went deep into the secret garden were still intentionally moving ... she ⅰs really restless.

Yu Chuwen stopped talking, bit her lip , turn her face,as if to show her unhappiness.

Yⅰ Tⅰng made a single eyebrow.Then, with revenge,she launched an onslaught on Yu Chuwen.

"You! Don't...aha...Yⅰ...Yⅰ Tⅰng...″Yu Chuwen was made to cry by sudden's attack, her brain is blank, and she can only pursue instinct to capture Yⅰ Tⅰng＇s kiss.

″Say [ you're wrong ]. ″ Yi Ting unbuttoned herself with one hand. After all, she never likes things in the way.

"Where am I wrong ... aha ...no ... "Reasoning when things happen has always been Yu Chuwen＇s style of doing things, no matter where it is. But it turns out that sometimes it is not useful to talk about things.

″No？Are you sure?″ Yi Ting that after taking out a fluffy thing from the bedside