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    【Text line】Brother

    In the end, Jiang Dongxian ejaculated three times in total, twice in the front and once in the back. The two of them were exhausted. Ji Qing was almost dehydrated and had to drink several glasses of water before he recovered.

    After taking a shower, the two of them changed to a bedroom and lay down. The pillows and quilts were very soft on the extra-large double bed. They lay naked in it, with their two hot bodies tightly attached to each other.

    There was still light rain falling outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, which was very cool and comfortable. The weather was suitable for lying on the bed, so the two of them did not leave the villa all day, and they even read the recipes and fried steak together at noon.

    At night, the two of them put on the clothes they had been given. Ji Qing wore a dress and a windbreaker, and Jiang Dongxian wore a complete military uniform.

    Ji Qing walked over to help Jiang Dongxian tie his buttons and tie. Jiang Dongxian stood up straight, and the two of them looked at each other, just like a real couple.

    After getting dressed, a call from Jiang Dongxian came in. He turned around to answer the phone. Ji Qing looked at his back, then looked at the whole room, with a slight smile on his lips.

    After a while, Jiang Dong showed up and Ji Qing was gone.

    He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down, just in time to see the road in front of the villa.

    Ji Qing stood under the street lamp, and the warm yellow light shone on her face. The two looked at each other, Jiang Dongxian put his hands in his pockets, and Ji Qing raised his hands and waved.

    After waving, she turned and left. Jiang Dongxian watched her disappear until nothing could be seen on the road.

    Ten minutes later, the lights in the entire villa went out at once, and the black off-road vehicle slowly drove away. Everything became quiet, and the empty villa could only keep company with the lonely street lamp.

    *
    At 10 o’clock in the evening, Ji Qing returned home.

    She didn’t eat, but went straight upstairs to her room.

    After taking a shower and drying her hair, she opened the quilt and fell asleep, her eyes falling on the ring on the bedside.

    The silver ring shone brightly. She looked at it for a while, then turned off the light and closed her eyes.

    It was already early in the morning when Ji Tingqin came back. Recently, he was busy investigating Zhang Jizong and taking care of the Jiang family. It was common for him to leave early and come home late all night long.

    He pushed open the door of the main building with a heavy body. The main building was very quiet. The servant walked over lightly and helped him take off his coat and put it aside.

    “Where’s the lady?”

    Ji Tingqin spoke in a deep voice, and the servant took a step back and lowered his voice.

    “The lady has gone to bed.”

    Ji Tingqin frowned and nodded, then raised his hand and waved.

    “Go down.”

    The servant nodded, but did not leave immediately. Instead, he took a thick document bag from the table on one side and handed it to Ji Tingqin.

    “Mr. Ji, this is for you. I left it at my door this morning. I wrote it specifically for you to see it in person.”

    Ji Tingqin reached out and took the document bag and nodded again.

    “Well, let’s go down.”

    The servant bowed and left, gently closing the door to the living room.

    Ji Tingqin took off his military uniform and pulled off his tie, leaving only his off-white military shirt with two buttons unbuttoned.

    Then he walked to the table in front of the sofa and placed the document bag on the table.

    This file bag is extremely thick, a special thickened type, with a capacity three times that of an ordinary file bag, and is close to the thickness of a dictionary.

    Ji Tingqin spread his legs, put his hands on his knees, leaned down slightly, and stared at the document bag in front of him.

    The living room was very quiet, with only a yellowish light on. After looking at it for three minutes, Ji Tingqin confirmed his idea.

    This is a document bag from the Procuratorate. Although it is not numbered or marked, from a standard perspective, it is a document bag exclusively used within the Procuratorate.

    Thinking of he, he opened the document bag and took out the documents inside.

    There are a total of thirty-nine documents here, neatly bound, some are numbered, some are not, but without exception they are all about one person.

    ——Zhang Jizong.

    It seems that this is indeed a document bag from the Procuratorate. After all, who else besides Wu Ting’s father would keep such a thing and have the right to keep it?

    After flipping through the documents, it was almost one o’clock in the morning. Ji Tingqin put the documents back into the bag, took the bag and walked upstairs into the study.

    The study was very quiet. Ji Tingqin turned on the desk lamp and put the document bag on the table.

    Then he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and lit a cigarette. The white smoke slowly spiraled up. He looked out the window and took a deep breath of the cigarette, and his breathing gradually became calmer.

    In fact, he had doubts when Wu Ting died. Now it seems that it must be related to Zhang Jizong. After all, Wu Ting is a veteran figure on their side. Apart from his son, there is nothing else that can make him switch sides.

    No, it’s not a defection, it’s just a push for Ji Tingqin. He is waiting to see the result.

    After thinking for a long time, when the cigarette burned out, Ji Tingqin looked back at the document bag, and what came to his mind were scenes related to Ji Qing.

    There are scenes of her holding her hand and saying that her brother will save him, there are scenes of her crying heartbrokenly on the bed, and there are scenes of her lying on the bed numbly.

    But what’s more, it’s the scene of her holding her hand and calling her brother.

    Brother, a heavy but happy title.

    His thoughts and eyes zoomed out at the same time, and Ji Tingqin seemed to have returned to the time when Ji Qing was twelve or thirteen years old. At that time, he was in his prime and full of energy. Ji Qing was the darling of his hand and the apple of the eye of the entire Ji family.

    He was afraid of spoiling her when she was pampered, and felt sorry for her when she was scolded. Even when the Ji family was going through the most difficult and difficult times, he never treated her badly.

    From the moment Ji Zongwei put Ji Qing in his hands, everything he did was to make her happy.

    Every time he suffered a setback in his career, as long as he saw Ji Qing calling him “brother” sweetly, he would forget all his fatigue.

    She is his pistachio, his pillar, and the source of his happiness.

    She will never know how happy he is when he watches her spinning around in front of him in her new dress. He is so happy that he can only express a little bit of it by lifting her high.

    Similarly, no one except he would know what Ji Qing looked like at her most delicate state, and no one would accompany her in her most important growing years like he did.

    ——He is her brother, her forever brother.

    No one can replace it.

    The cool night breeze blew away the smoke and made Ji Tingqin’s eyes red.

    People say that life is about learning. He thought he would never have any heart-wrenching insights at this age, but he didn’t expect that his favorite sister was his eternal guide and taught him the most important lesson.

    ——For Ji Qing, he wants to protect her more than loving her.

    “Brother…brother…”

    The image of Ji Qing pulling on He’s pants and acting coquettishly appeared in his mind. Ji Tingqin took a puff of cigarette, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a tear slowly fell from the corner of his eye.

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