After the marriage with the bamboo horse agreement, Section 94

Jing Mian didn't know what to say, so he whispered, "Sir, pay attention to safety." ”

"Don't get too tired."

Jing Mian thought about it and said, "Go to bed early at night." ”

Mr. Ren seemed to have his eyes on him, groaned, and said, "You have to call." ”

Jing Mian didn't hear clearly: "Huh? ”

Mr. Ren patiently repeated: "As agreed before, one party is on a business trip and calls at eight o'clock every day, remember?" ”

Jing Mian nodded stunnedly: "Yes." ”

Mr. Ren said, "Does it still count?" ”

Jing Mian smiled: "It's counting." ”

Mr. Ren added solemnly: "Morning and evening, twice. ”

Jing Mian pressed the corners of his mouth, unconsciously raised two fingers, touched the soft pillow towel, and said obediently: "Remember, twice." ”

At this time, Jing Mian seemed to catch a glimpse of a smile at the corner of Mr. Ren's lips. It's less obvious.

I don't know why Mr. is in a bad mood today, although he didn't ask the reason, but his heart became clear.

Jing Mian was rubbed by his husband's hair.

It wasn't messed up, just rubbed over the ends of his hair and the corners of his forehead.

Jing Mian narrowed his eyes on that side, didn't hide, he was still obedient, and let Mr. touch him.

The fingertips unconsciously slipped to the tail of Jing Mian's eyes, rubbing and rubbing against the moist and swollen skin.

Mr. Ren said: "It's easy to cry. ”

"It's getting swollen in here."

Jing Mian's eyebrows were stunned.

The face burned almost immediately.

He usually didn't cry in front of his husband, and Mr. Ren was referring to the time when he fulfilled his obligations last night.

In terms of intimacy, Jing Mian rarely takes the initiative.

When the two of them were about to ignite before, most of them were ambiguous and could not be suppressed, although Mr. Ren didn't talk much, but he was the initiator and leader every time, and he teased Jingmian so that his hands and feet were weak, and he could only bear it passively.

But yesterday was the first time that Jingmian took the initiative.

Since then, the atmosphere between the two seems to have changed a little bit from before.

If you used to be respectful of each other,

Now, it's indescribable, subtle ambiguity.

Groggy from the heat, Jing Mian pursed his lower lip and said, "It's not easy to cry." ”

He whispered, "If you don't lick or bite, Sir won't be swollen." ”

……

Their current conversation, if it sounds to outsiders...... As if flirting.

But Jing Mian knows that it is impossible to flirt with Mr. Ren.

"It turned out to be my fault."

Mr. Ren leaned down, thought about it, seemed to smile, and said softly: "Mr. pay attention next time." ”

Mr. Ren doesn't laugh often, so Jing Mian has a strange feeling.

Mr. Ren really looks so gentle now.

When I first met them and lived together, it seemed that a lot had changed.

And...... Next time?

Will they have a third obligation?

Next time, there will be no more reason, let alone any special holidays or anniversaries, it can't be that Mr. Ren has been drugged.

If you choose to do it on your wedding anniversary, it's still a long, long time.

Jing Mian remembered something, and suddenly said, "Mr. can use my suitcase." ”

"The change of clothes has been taken out, and the daily necessities in them are all new, as well as disposable masks, hats, and chargers."

Because I just came back, my luggage is ready-made, so I don't have to pack it.

Mr. Ren looked at Jing Mian's bright eyes and said, "Okay." ”

The man paused and said, "Thank you." ”

Jing Mian: "You're welcome. ”

Then, Jing Mian watched as Mr. packed his luggage.

Mr. Ren's hands are beautiful, with well-defined bones and slender and white skin.

It's just that when Jing Mian was about to touch the bottom lattice of the suitcase under Mr. Ren's hand, his eyes froze.

Although he didn't show anything, at that moment, he was inexplicably flustered.

Because in that small compartment, I put my own medicine.

When I went to M City, I brought a whole bottle for convenience, and I didn't have time to take it out when I came back.

Jing Mian's Adam's apple rolled, and suddenly said, "Mr. Ren." ”

The man's fingertips paused.

He raised his eyes, "Hmm." ”

Jing Mian unconsciously spoke, and the coldness invaded his back: "I'm a little thirsty, can you help me get a glass of water?" ”

The gentleman got up to help him get water, and didn't seem to notice anything unusual.

While the man was leaving the bedroom, Jing Mian leaned over, took out the small medicine bottle, and put it back in the compartment of his backpack.

The clamor of the heartbeat gradually slowed down.

Before agreeing to get married, Mr. Ren was unaware of his illness.

Jing Mian wasn't sure if Mr. found out, and the marriage date would end there.

Soon, the man came back with water and watched Jingmian gurgle and drink it.

Soon, Jing Mian heard Mr.'s voice:

"Booked breakfast and picked it up tomorrow morning."

Jing Mian was slightly stunned: "Okay." ”

"Cool down next week, wear a coat on the third floor of the cloakroom."

Jing Mian meditated silently in his heart, the third layer.

"You don't need to water the flowers, just give them to your aunt."

Jing Mian nodded.

Mr. Ren said, "You are in charge of our small potted plants. ”

Jing Mian was stunned and pursed her lips.

Ren Xingwan is talking about our small potted plants.

Ears suddenly became hot.

He seems to ...... I was picked up.

Jing Mian's ears rose slightly: "Is there anything else?" ”

Mr. Ren said, "Eat less instant noodles. ”

Jing Mian couldn't help but smile: "Okay." ”

"Cold medicine and fever reducers are in this drawer."

Jing Mian looked down and nodded.

"There's also a mezzanine in the medicine box."

"If you don't know how to eat, call Dr. Zheng and ask him to come over."

Ren Xingwan paused, pointed to himself, and said, "Then call Mr." β€œ

Jing Mian smiled: "Call Mr. first." ”

Ren Xingwan stopped and said, "You don't have to give it to me first, I also need to contact the doctor first." ”

Jingmian: "......"

All right.

Disturbed sir.

After a while, Jing Mian watched the man leave from the entrance with soft legs, he returned to the second floor, nested in the quilt, and looked at the replays of other events of the Guangyao Provincial Tournament with a tablet.

I only found out that I lost my phone when I got home.

Mr. Ren said that his mobile phone was dropped in Greek's car, and someone had been sent to pick it up, and the drive was not long, and it was estimated that it would arrive soon.

Half an hour later, Jing Mian heard a knock on the door.

He thanked Mr. Ren's assistant Chen Ke, who sent the mobile phone.

Sitting back on the sofa, Jing Mian flipped through the unread WeChat messages and replied one by one for more than ten minutes.

Then, Jing Mian suddenly saw a system message with a unique border popping up at the top of the screen, which was a little familiar, as if it originated from the bundled APP not long ago.

【Tip:】

You and your partner haven't had marital sex for 20 days. 】

Jing Mian's fingertips stiffened.