Mr. Ren finally helped him take off his shoes and rolled down his shoes and socks.

Finally, when it was his turn to coat and trousers, Mr. Ren found his pajamas, which he often wore, and his hands, which were much larger than his, held his wrists, touched the palms of his fingers, and helped him put on one sleeve.

And then there's another.

……

Jingmian nerves are highly tense.

He wondered if he was pretending to be too much if he wasn't awake yet.

There is no way, Jing Mian can imagine that in this case, it will probably be more embarrassing to wake up.

But at this time, he inexplicably recalled the last distant morning, whether Mr. Ren was also like now, helping him get dressed little by little.

Because the movement is very light, it will not wake you up at all.

Jing Mian thought again that if he wasn't awake now, he probably wouldn't have felt or known about these little things.

How many details did he miss about Mr. Ren?

Jingmian really feels that even if all external conditions and family factors are put aside,

Mr. Ren is really a perfect marriage partner.

At the very least, he was managing their marriage with all his heart.

Respect yourself, have a quiet personality but will answer his questions, accompany him without questioning when the old disease occurs, arrive at the first time in danger, and try to cooperate when the partner makes an inappropriate request for obligations.

This is a fairy husband.

This level of marriage, love or not, like it or not, does not seem to be worth studying in detail on Mr. Ren.

After switching, Jing Mian wore light and soft pajamas and was put into the quilt by Ren Xingwan.

The curtains were drawn halfway up, and only a few golden beams of light with the shadows of fine leaves were cast on the corner of the room, and most of the room was dim, except for a corner of the floor, silent and happy.

It is suitable for sleeping in a soft return sleep even if you are lazy.

The tired cells were carefully massaged, and Jing Mian suddenly changed from pretending to be asleep to being comfortable to really wanting to sleep.

It was at this time that Jing Mian thought that after doing all this, Mr. Ren would probably leave.

It's just that he heard that Mr. Ren's footsteps stopped beside the bed, as if he hadn't moved.

The sound stops at this point.

“？”

Jing Mian's throat was astringent, not sure if Mr. Ren was looking at him, after all, he didn't dare to open his eyes, his eyelashes didn't move, and he was a little nervous at the same time, after all, his gaze stayed for too long, so that the room fell into boundless silence.

After being watched for a long time, it is inevitable to have self-doubt.

He didn't fall asleep, was he discovered by his husband?

"Jingmian?"

Ren Xingwan's voice sounded, and the timbre was very light and slightly deep.

Mr.'s name is Jingmian, not Mianmian.

Jing Mian was directly bad in his heart.

…… Presumably pretending to be asleep was discovered.

But he still stubbornly didn't wake up, maintained a sleeping position and shallow breathing, and didn't respond.

The air calms down.

About ten seconds later.

Just as Jingmian was nervous, he suddenly felt,

His lips softened.

Jing Mian hadn't reacted yet.

A silent kiss landed on his lips. With a warm touch, it was very shallow, and after kissing it, it retreated.

……

My heart went numb for a moment.

The stay time is short.

It's not like a taste, it's not a taste, it's just a simple and purposeless, oppressive and short silence, a kiss that stops after a shallow taste.

When he left, Jing Mian was still a little dazed.

Finally, after a short time, he heard the sound of the gentleman actually leaving the room.

Jing Mian opened his eyes in the quilt and looked at the ceiling a little confused.

A few seconds later.

The face was red straight to the neck.

Chapter 47

Jingmian took a leave of absence because of the competition, and there was one day left in the holiday.

I don't know what to do at home, I can't participate in the competition, but I broadcast it live at home, which is not suitable for fans, plus Mr. Ren has something to go out, Jingmian suddenly wants to go out for a walk.

His thought flashed and he asked Mr. Ren, "If it's convenient, can I visit your place of work tomorrow?" ”

After asking, I suddenly felt a little abrupt.

After all, it was the first time they had time and life with each other, in addition to the daily breakfast, cohabitation, and occasional lovemaking.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Ren's hand in the tie paused, and he almost didn't hesitate and asked, "Why is it inconvenient?" ”

Jing Mian breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, there was a bit of anticipation.

Living together and getting married for two months, he has never been to Mr. Ren's place of work.

Jing Mian slept until noon, and now he sat on the bed, holding one side of the pillow, watching Mr. Ren get dressed and tie.

It's not an ordinary suit, it's a wide casual style, cool and solemn, and it looks cold.

The legendary hanger, Mr. Ren's figure and appearance, are good-looking in a sack.

However, I don't know if it's his delusion,

Mr. Ren has very few words today.

Although he is usually silent, but today, even Jing Mian, who has adapted to Mr. Ren's style, is aware of it.

So, Mr. Ren ...... It seems to be a bit of a low air pressure.

Does it have anything to do with yourself?

was thinking about it in a mess, when he suddenly heard Mr. Ren ask, "Does your back still hurt?" ”

Jing Mian was stunned, and reacted to what the other party was referring to, and the roots of his ears became hot: "Well, it's much better." ”

Last night, a certain position was tossed for too long, and he seemed to cry and cry out in pain......

Actually, it's not that it hurts, it's just that posture, sometimes it's too fierce and too hard, and the speed is too fast to make Jing Mian want to run, but his shoulder is held down by the broad hand that passes through from below, and he doesn't let him hide at all, like a storm.

Slow down or tap this kind of words, basically has no effect, but intensifies, like a catalyst, so when Jing Mian can't stand it, he has to say that it hurts.

That's when the gentleman stops.

Then ask him where it hurts.

Jingmian: "......"

Jing Mian whispered that her back hurt.

The first is that it is really difficult to talk about other places, and the second is also the truth, because the medicine is strong, it doesn't hurt at all, only cool.

So at the end of the first round, Mr. Ren picked him up, sat on the other party's lap by himself, and was rubbed his waist for a long time.

Rubbing it, it's a little wrong again.

So it fell into a vicious circle, and at the end of the last round, Jing Mian's legs were shaking, and he really couldn't straighten his waist.

Mr. Ren seemed to remember something, and suddenly said, "Not tomorrow." ”

Jing Mian looked up: "Huh? ”

Ren Xingwan said: "I'm going to W City on a business trip tomorrow, and I'm very busy. ”

Business trip?

So suddenly?

Or is it that W City?

A map suddenly appeared in Jing Mian's mind, Lincheng was in one corner of the oasis, and W City was in the other corner of the distance, and the two points were facing each other in the air.

…… It's far away.

Moreover, this was clearly rejected.

Jing Mian nodded, a little disappointed: "Okay..."

Moreover, it was the first time that he had a short business trip, and only one day later, it was Mr. Ren's turn.

Jing Mian asked, "What time is the plane?" ”

Mr. Ren: "Nine o'clock." ”

They have to get up early in the morning, there is not much time, they seem to be able to have a breakfast together, but it is only for one breakfast.

Jing Mian: "How long are you going?" ”

Mr. Ren: "A week. ”

Jing Mian thought to himself, for a long time.