Jing Mian wasn't sure why Mr. Ren was drunk, and even mentioned the He family for no reason, and the thoughts that flashed just now were fleeting, too ridiculous, Jing Mian couldn't ask at all, but in order to stop, Jing Mian would rather try them all.

The night traced the silhouette of the other party, and even though Mr. Ren was drunk, he still seemed calm and self-controlled, but his behavior was the opposite.

Mr. Ren licked his lower lip.

When the head is raised, the filaments are entangled with light and shadow, slightly elongated, and broken again.

Jing Mian's face was already red, his mind was blank, and he was completely down.

The slightly dim wall lamp not far away seemed to dye everything in the living room with a faint and warm glow at this moment.

"Sleep."

Jing Mian: "Huh? ”

"Do I smell of alcohol?"

Jing Mian's head couldn't turn around, tears slid through the tails of his eyes, maintaining his original posture, a little dazed: "It's like... Somewhat. ”

Mr. Ren: "Do you want to take a shower?" ”

Chapter 54

Jing Mian held his breath slightly, and his eyes paused.

He said, "Okay." ”

Jing Mian saw that Ren Xingwan didn't move, and his expression was unconsciously clear, his eyelashes trembled, and he said, "Sir, go wash it, I can wait for a while." ”

In the past, there were two bathrooms, and Mr. Ren slept later than himself, so they didn't hit the time.

Even if you bump it, you can go to another room to wash it without disturbing you.

But now, Jing Mian, who still thinks so subconsciously, met Mr. Ren's gaze, but saw that the other party was silent for a long time, and said, "It's me who didn't express it clearly." ”

When Jing Mian was scooped up from the sofa, the whole person was still a little confused.

Being held firmly by Mr., the heat and the smell of wine seemed to be soaked in the faint aroma of his neck, Even Jingmian sniffed the smell of the man's neck, and his brain was drowsy, and the back of his ears quickly burned, because he heard Mr.'s voice ringing in his ears: "It's us together." ”

Jing Mian's hanging fingers trembled.

Since Jingmian lived in this single-family house, although he knew that the bathroom had a bathtub, he had never used it, and he had never seen Mr. Ren use it.

Therefore, when the bathtub was filled with water and the gradually rising mist climbed up the glass window, Jing Mian was put into the bathtub by Mr. Jingmian, and was instantly surrounded by the soft and slightly hot water, and he suddenly felt that taking a bath seemed to be more soothing than a shower, and the space was also larger.

But then, when the water level of the bathtub moved up and his back rested against his husband's chest without any obstruction, Jing Mian found that he couldn't calm down.

The back of the neck and the ears soon turned red.

In addition to the heat pollution,

It was probably because of the sudden bite.

Jing Mian's pupils twitched, and he couldn't help but shrink, but instinct stopped him again: "... Mr. ”

The man raised his eyes and said in a low voice: "Huh? ”

Jing Mian pursed his lower lip and whispered, "You can't bite it." ”

Mr. Ren paused, and asked hoarsely, "What's wrong?" ”

Jing Mian lowered his eyelashes, and his back and shoulders were flushed:

"There is group homework the day after tomorrow, and if there are traces, it will be seen by classmates."

When the words fell, Jing Mian noticed that the strength of the back of his neck bitten by his lips and teeth was tightening a little.

It was like being bitten by a beast on the back of the neck, and he didn't dare to move, but could only let out a weak and small whimper.

When Jing Mian thought that he was really going to be bitten, the strength stopped, the touch was detached, and the air exuded a cold breath when it touched the wet skin.

"Got it."

He heard Mr. Ren's voice.

Jing Mian lowered his eyes, staring at his knees exposed to the water, and the mist beads fell down the ends of his hair, and there was a click.

Then, he saw a pair of wide, beautiful hands, blocking his daze, holding his knees.

Jingmian's pupils froze.

In the next second, the hands were broken to the sides.

…

It's easy to lose strength with heat.

This is clearly experienced by people who are not drunk but are going to be brought in to take a bath together.

Sounds within the senses seem a little empty and even muffled in a semi-enclosed bathroom.

Only the sound of the water is endless, and the echo is intense.

I thought that the previous obligation was the extreme, but my lover told himself with practical actions that the first two times, Mr. was more or less merciful because he took care of him.

I don't know how long it took, Jing Mian suddenly heard the mobile phone falling on the floor with his clothes, which seemed to be ringing.

This is the second time.

The first time it sounded, they ignored it.

As soon as Jing Mian spoke, he found that his voice was slightly hoarse, soft and nasal: "Sir, there is a phone." ”

…

The obligation can be stopped.

Jing Mian was kissed on the forehead, and Mr. Ren said, "It's your phone, it's coming twice." ”

Jing Mian thought for a while: "At this time, it's probably the professional group that wants to reply." ”

What is the general notice of the professional class, the roommates will tell each other, but Jingmian is not in the dormitory most of the time, if he has not returned, there is a high probability that the phone will be tirelessly called.

Jing Mian decided that he should pick it up.

It's just that Jing Mian moved slightly, and his ears immediately turned red, he pursed his lower lip, and his voice almost overflowed from between his teeth: "Sir, you ...... first." Pull it out. ”

Mr. Ren lowered his eyes, held Jing Mian's waist, and raised it: "Hmm." ”

Jing Mian was just about to get up, but his head was rubbed by his wide palm, and Mr. Ren's voice said:

"I'll go."

The water droplets on Jing Mian's eyelashes dripped down, and his heart was warmed by the heat, and he whispered, "The password is your birthday." ”

Jing Mian saw that Mr.'s back froze.

After a few seconds, the slender hand took the phone and unlocked it.

The missed call shown on the screen is not a professional group.

Rather, it's from the system prompt:

"Due to the unsuccessful connection of the phone, it has been converted to SMS, please check it in your inbox"

[You and your partner have been in marriage for more than 20 hours this month. 】

[Based on other data references, you have met the application requirements.] 】

[If you and your partner are willing to raise the baby, please go to the local same-sex marriage bureau to apply for materials and go through the formalities, and both husband and wife must be present in person, and there is no limit to the date. 】

Please bring your marriage certificate and ID card, as well as relevant materials. 】

[See Appendix 1 for details]

……

Mr. Ren turned off his phone.

When I went back, Jing Mian in the bathtub drooped his eyelashes and was drowsy.

The man took the bath towel from the cabinet not far away, leaned over, and picked up Jingmian from the bathtub, and the water droplets poured down his toes, endlessly.

When he was carried back to the bedroom, hot air was blowing on Jing Mian's head, and the water droplets on his body had already been wiped clean.

Jing Mian narrowed his eyes comfortably.

Although he vaguely noticed that Mr. Ren seemed to be angry, at this moment, it seemed that the man was still considerate, and Jing Mian was secretly relieved.

It's just that when his hair was dried, the bath towel on his body slipped off, and the man leaned over to press down on his knees, Jing Mian found that he was still relieved too early.

The soft black hair brushed the pillow towel, the tears were soaked in the cloth and disappeared, Jing Mian felt that his shoulders were being held, and he lifted it slightly.

Jing Mian: "? ”

He whispered, "What's wrong?" ”

Mr. Ren kissed his ear and was silent for a long time.

It was too long, and when Jing Mian thought that Mr. Ren didn't have anything to say.

It's just that in the next second, the other party interlocked his fingers with him from behind, and Mr. had a low voice, and suddenly asked in a dumb voice: "... Sleep. ”

Jing Mian: "Huh? ”

"Shall we have a baby?"

…

Jingmian's pupils froze.

Immediately afterward, even my heart shook.

He pursed his dry lips, not reacting at all: "What...?" ”

I thought that Mr. Ren would pretend that nothing had happened, but in fact it was the opposite, the other party was repeating in a deep voice in an almost serious gesture: "Me and you, want a baby."

Jing Mian took a soft breath.

This time

The stagnant heart, with these words, beat uncontrollably.