This kind of thing...... Of course, it's okay to find a husband, but I happened to meet the security guard brother at that time, and when I talked about it, I added it by the way.

However, from another perspective, as Mr. Ren's partner, the new self wants to integrate into the community, but chooses to use outsiders...... It does seem to make Mr. Ren feel inappropriate.

Jing Mian thought about it, but still reflected seriously, and said, "Then I will only look for Mr. Ren in the future, is it okay?" ”

Although Mr. Ren is used here,

But there is a serious sense of intimacy.

So this time, the man did not correct Jing Mian.

…… Mr. seems to be as good as Mr.

Jing Mian finally stood up this time, he felt a little soreness in his calves, and a slight linen spread out.

Keeping that position just now, squatting for too long.

I remembered that the door to the second bedroom was ajar. The light in the corridor is likely to mirror the bedroom, Jing Mian asked the man while letting the soreness in the leg socket fade as soon as possible: "Do you turn off the light in the corridor?" You won't be able to sleep. ”

Mr. Ren said: "I couldn't sleep at first, but today I got better." ”

Jing Mian: "Then I'll turn it off?" ”

Mr. Ren: "No. ”

Jing Mian: "? ”

Jing Mian asked: "Do you need to get up at night to keep the lights?" ”

Mr. Ren said in the dark: "I don't have the habit of getting up late. ”

Jingmian: "......"

Why do you want to keep the lights on at night?

The young man hesitated, feeling that the conversation was in a state of flux, and he was not sure whether he should continue to ask.

The air was silent for a few seconds.

Jing Mian heard Ren Xingwan's voice: "Don't you stay up at night?" ”

The young man paused, and replied, "Occasionally." ”

Ren Xingwan: "Then it makes sense to leave the light." ”

……

……

Jing Mian returned to his bedroom.

The little light in the hallway was still on, reflecting his own figure on the floor, and he walked back step by step, the shadow stretching and slowly wrapping around the slipper.

Jing Mian's eyebrows were slightly sluggish, and he felt that somewhere in his body was touched, numb.

So that's how it was,

The lamp was reserved for him.

*

Following.

Ren Xingwan has activities today, and he will go out in the morning.

This is what Mr. Ren said when he was in a daze, Jing Mian answered, with a slight nasal voice, he was in the bed, between sleeping and getting up to say goodbye to the man, struggling for a while.

Finally decided to get up.

As soon as he walked down the stairs, he saw Mr. Ren who was already fully dressed.

The man wears a black shirt, propped up by broad, straight shoulders, a watch between the wrists and the cuffs, and a tie held by slender knuckles, and the legs are perfectly proportioned.

The pouring morning light fell on the man's shoulder, and the air was filled with faint dust stains, so cold and handsome that it was almost impossible to take his eyes off.

Jing Mian stared for a while.

Maybe the TV series is not exaggerated, but marrying an object with superior appearance, your eyes will be maintained when you get up in the morning.

Catching up with Ren Xingwan was about to go out, and he didn't do anything, so Jing Mian, who was very conscious of his lover, moved his eyes slightly, and his attention fell on the tie that Mr. Ren hadn't yet tied.

Jing Mian raised his fingertips to take the tie, held the edge, and said, "...... I'll tie it for you. ”

The man's gaze drooped slightly.

He didn't speak, and seemed to acquiesce.

Jing Mian lowered his eyes, his eyelashes were slightly constricted, and the slender fan-shaped shadow was finely shattered, he wrapped the tie around Mr. Ren's neck, held the tie with his fingertips, folded, wound, and pulled it down, the movements were smooth, but gentle and slow.

From Ren Xingwan's angle, you can see the soft ends of the young man's hair, as well as the neck downward, extending into the pajamas, and spreading to the narrow waistline.

The folds at the corners of the clothes were slightly rolled up by sleep, revealing a small piece of fair skin.

The man's Adam's apple rolled down inadvertently.

Jing Mian completed the last step, thumbs up, and pushed the bow tie.

The youth took a step back.

The tie is finished.

From the bow tie downwards, it is flat and flat, which can be called a textbook-level tie.

It's just that Jing Mian looked down and found that the bottom of the tie, under the sharp corners that drooped-

With an extra piece of unidentified thin strip, it continues to the waistband of the trousers.

Jing Mian: "? ”

The young man grasped the unknown strand of excess cloth and was confused for a moment.

… What went wrong?

After tracing the source and exploring for a while, Jing Mian confidently opened the bow tie and tied it again for Mr. Ren.

- Then, the tie that was exactly the same as the first time appeared.

Jingmian: "......"

If Mr. Ren went out wearing such a tie, he would be laughed at by other colleagues and peers.

Jing Mian raised his hand slightly embarrassed, and decided to untie the tie, or let Ren Xingwan tie it himself.

However, Mr. Ren refused.

He pushed down his bow tie with one hand, his eyelashes drooping slightly, and said, "That's it." ”

Then he put on his coat.

That's how it went out.

Jingmian: "......"

It can't be that his skills are too poor, Mr. Ren is angry, right?

If you lose your temper, untie your tie first......

The young man stood in front of the entrance, not moving for a long time, he planned to go to the bedroom to sleep in the cage, but now, he couldn't help but think, wearing that kind of tie to go out...

Jingmian is immersive,

Blushing secretly for the old attacker.

＊

Jing Mian lay on the sofa for a while.

The morning light from the floor-to-ceiling windows became more and more dazzling, reflecting on the floor, and the light shined through the light glass cups, striking the soft colors of the ground. It was still early, Jing Mian lay on the bed for a while, and couldn't help but squint his eyes, but he always felt that something was missing.

…… Probably the reason for Mr. Ren's absence.

Although the two usually don't communicate much, when Mr. Ren goes out, Jing Mian can clearly feel that the house is quiet, and even a little empty.

Despite being only on the third day of check-in, Jingmian seems to have adapted to his new home.

It's quiet, it's neat,

Living alone can seem deserted, but it's just right for two people.

Jing Mian suddenly remembered that Mr. Ren had prepared a table of sumptuous and fragrant dishes for himself in the evening, and at that time he was still thinking that when he had free time in the morning, he would go to the nearby supermarket or market to shop and buy a refrigerator.

Now seems to be the time?

Jing Mian made a decision, got up and went to the bedroom, took off his pajamas, changed into a coat that could go out, and set off with two duffel bags.

The maple leaves are much bigger than you thought.

Arriving at the nearest market to his home, Jing Mian bought some eggs and meat, and bought a few vegetables with a short shelf life, tomatoes, and fruits such as strawberries and oranges.

Passing by a stall selling blueberries, Jing Mian unconsciously stopped, and his taste buds moved slightly.

Growing up, he had no resistance to blueberries at all.

Blueberries in this season will be very sour, Jing Mian followed the memory, remembering that my brother didn't like to eat sour food very much.

This purchase is all based on Mr. Ren's taste.

Jing Mian thought, let's buy it next time.

Jing Mian bought a dragon fish, among the few dishes he can get his hands on, the dragon fish in tomato sauce is one of the best ones, Jing Mian thought, in return, let Mr. Ren taste it in the future.

When you are almost strolling, near the exit of the market,

Jing Mian found a stall selling potted plants.

Due to their proximity to the window and direct sunlight, even as it is close to winter, these bonsai are green and beautifully nourished.

Jing Mian was inevitably attracted to attention.

He silently thought, Mr. Ren's house has almost no plants, can he have one?

Jing Mian likes those flowers and plants, and also likes the small yard full of vitality, in addition to being convenient to watch, watching the flowers and plants planted by himself grow, that kind of relief and expectation will also make people feel a sense of accomplishment.

But Jing Mian is not sure if Mr. Ren will be insensitive to potted plants.

In order not to advocate without authorization, put potted plants with too high a sense of presence in Ren Xingwan's house, Jing Mian thought, neutralize it, you can bring back a small potted plant first.