Jing Mian unconsciously turned red at the tips of his ears, and was silent, so he had to make up for it in time: "Hmm... He is left to sleep. ”

……

Jing Mian forgot how he had let Mr. Ren into the house and taken out the packing boxes from his cupboard and on the balcony.

It's just that the three roommates who seemed unreliable in the past turned out to be extremely reliable this time.

Even if his pupils were shaken, he didn't forget the aftershocks, stood up and shook hands with Mr. Ren and saluted.

This move was carried out in an unusually quiet environment.

The three roommates buried their heads in reading, but there was neither the sound of writing nor turning books, and even everyone's breathing was quiet and audible.

Jingmian: "......"

The effect is a little too shocking.

Just before Jing Mian left, Song Yuhang suddenly grabbed his arm, turned around and took out a light gray scarf from the handbag next to him.

"It's cooling down badly outside, this is what you bought last time, I got it back from the station." Song Yuhang said: "I'll put it on later." ”

Jing Mian nodded.

Brother Song is still reliable.

…… If it weren't for the faint trembling of the hand holding his arm.

Two boxes were placed in the trunk, and Jing Mian was holding the lightest box, which was placed in the back seat.

The car started slowly again.

And this time, the destination is Mr. Ren's home.

For some reason, Jing Mian sat in the passenger seat, and his mood became more nervous than on the way to school.

After all, he was on his way to a completely unfamiliar location.

Then I have to live with Mr. Ren, who I don't know very well, like a lover, and even spend the rest of my life.

It's impossible not to get nervous when you think about it.

Outside the car window, under the dark night sky, fine snow began to drift all over the sky, slowly falling on the car window, and melting in an instant.

…… Snowing?

Jing Mian's mind was drawn to the past, and he couldn't help but think that this seemed to be the first time this year.

It turned out to be the first snow.

As if thinking of something, Jing Mian turned sideways, seemed to hesitate for a few seconds before opening his lips, and said to Mr. Ren: "I'm sorry, yesterday was your birthday, and I only found out today." ”

Jing Mian pursed his lips and said softly:

"If you want a gift, I can make it up to you."

“……”

The man was visibly stunned this time.

He looked sideways at Jing Mian and met those beautiful eyes.

Seemingly silent for a few seconds, Mr. Ren said, "It's nothing." ”

Jingmian: "......"

Good horn.

It's that he's overthinking.

It seems that Mr. Ren really doesn't like birthdays, maybe... I don't like to offer gifts to myself, so I refuse outright.

But that's fine.

Jingmian was relieved.

The car drove into an empty community, although a little far away from the city, but not remote, at a glance is a high-end community, the environment is quite pleasant, Jingmian has even seen in the news and newspapers.

It turned out to be Mr. Ren's home.

It seems, neither the city center, nor the riverside, nor the villa in the suburbs.

… It's a place that even Yang Economist and his assistant don't know.

Jing Mian waited for the car to stop, unbuckled his seat belt, and obediently and consciously got out of the car.

I thought I would go directly to the parking lot, but the car was parked outside, and Jing Mian was wrapped in a light-colored down jacket, although it was very warm, but the exposed fingertips were still cold and red.

He was a little confused.

Soon, Jing Mian understood that Mr. Ren took him to enter his fingerprints at the entrance of the community, received a new key, and asked him to write down the backup password.

Jing Mian nodded, silently read the number a few times, and shook his hand to put the key into his keychain.

The two returned to where the car had stopped.

The boundless night shrouded in the world, as if the two of them were the only ones left in the world, accompanied only by intertwined snowflakes and jingling keys.

Jing Mian lowered his eyes and saw the edge of the scarf hanging on one side.

Fortunately, Song Yuhang gave him the scarf before leaving, Jing Mian was still very warm above his neck, and his lips were stained with a hot and humid mist mixed with snow particles, which became more and more red.

Jing Mian raised his eyes slightly and found Mr. Ren in a coat.

The first snow has always been cold, and if you don't wear a cold down jacket to come out, aren't men cold?

Jing Mian paused.

The legitimate lover suddenly came to his senses, and he raised his hand, went around his neck, and took off the light-colored scarf that was wrapped.

"Mr. Ren."

Then, without warning, Jing Mian tied the scarf around the back of Mr. Ren's neck, circled it around, and carefully helped the man put it on, his white fingertips slightly cool.

Although he deliberately didn't touch the other party, he still unintentionally rubbed the skin of the man's Adam's apple when he was about to tie it, Jing Mian pursed his lower lip, and his voice was soft and soft: "This, let's wear it for you." ”

Ren Xingwan's pupils constricted slightly.

The knuckles curled up unconsciously, and the Adam's apple, which had been touched by the youth, rolled hoarsely.

After Jing Mian did all this, he immediately put his hand with the keychain and put it back in his jacket pocket to avoid the invasion of the cold wind.

It's time to get in the car and warm up.

It's just that he suddenly sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Obviously, this move just now seemed to have caused the atmosphere to fall into a dead silence and silence for a while.

Jingmian: "......"

He wondered if he had done something superfluous again.

It's just that.

Ren Xingwan sighed softly with a snort, the mist was wet and heavy, and he was still a man with no expression, but suddenly said:

"What you just said about the birthday gift, does it still count?"

Jing Mian was stunned.

He was clearly at a loss.

Jing Mian wanted to say that this scarf just now was actually meant to be given to Mr. Ren as a birthday gift, after all, the scarf was new, and he only wore it all the way, although it was not very valuable, but it was also quite distracted when he chose it at that time, so after the man put it on, he also looked more and more handsome and handsome.

But since he was asked, he still made the young man fall into a state of confusion.

Jing Mian's throat was a little dry, and he said, "... Calculate. ”

……

This time, the slightly cold air was not silent for long.

Ren Xingwan lowered his eyes, and his voice was a little silent:

"Kiss you, is it okay?"

Jing Mian's heart skipped a beat.

……

He suspected he had misheard.

The boundless night shrouded in, and after a long period of surprise, Jing Mian barely regained the sound of his heartbeat.

The young man swallowed, his knuckles curled slightly, and he heard his dazed and flustered voice, and asked, "Do you want to... Where is the pro? ”

The man's voice was low, still without any ups and downs, and he said in a dumb voice:

"Lips."

Chapter 14

The snow never fell from the boundless night sky, and the car was parked on the side of the road, and the night was deep, and the vision was limited, and in a trance, there was an illusion that there was no end in sight.

Jing Mian felt like her breathing was tight.

He even had a hint of luck in his first reaction, thinking that Mr. Ren wanted to kiss his cheek and forehead...... In short, it is far purer than the current situation.

And now, Jing Mian admitted, he panicked.

He could see that Mr. Ren was serious and wanted to kiss him.

In the interval between his own heartbeat, the man who did not get a response, repeated: "Can I kiss you?" ”

Jing Mian pursed her lips, her face fluttered, and it became hot:

"Yes, yes."

After all, they are now licensed husbands, and kissing is natural and natural.

It's just that Jingmian didn't expect that Mr. Ren would have this kind of demand for himself.

“……”