This is his home.

Although he always subconsciously denied it before, his body was honest, and perhaps unconsciously, he had already changed this place from "Mr. Ren's domain" to "his and Mr. Ren's home".

When the mind drifts away,

But the palm of his hand was suddenly put on a cup of warm hot water.

Jing Mian subconsciously held it, and the water mist slowly dispersed and transpired with the touch.

The cool palms and fingertips are instantly surrounded by warmth.

Jing Mian was stunned.

Because there was a small capsule on the lips.

Mr. Ren opened his lips: "One grain." ”

"This one too."

Mr. Ren leaned down at this moment, almost at eye level with him, and looked at himself silently.

I am fed medicine by Mr.

Jing Mian was aware of this fact.

An indescribable feeling suddenly surged in my heart.

Jing Mian obediently opened his mouth, behind him was the deep night, the tip of his tongue inadvertently touched the fingers of the gentleman, and he withdrew a little and ate the pills.

Then comes the next one.

After taking the medicine, he gurgled and drank a small half glass of water.

The two were relatively silent.

The first to break the silence was Mr. Ren.

"Why are you staring at me?"

Jing Mian was embarrassed: "It's nothing." ”

After a while, he couldn't help asking, "Did you see that letter?" ”

"You?"

Jing Mian: "... You. ”

Unexpectedly, after half a year, he was once again corrected by Mr. Ren to address the problem.

Jing Mian didn't know if Mr. would be a little annoyed in his heart.

"I didn't see it."

Mr. Ren said, "Didn't you already tell me the content of the letter?" ”

Jing Mian swallowed his saliva and said, "Well, that's right. ”

"Can you give me back the letter?"

Mr. Ren: "? ”

The man's eyebrows were puzzled.

But he still replied in a deep voice: "It's been thrown away." ”

Jing Mian was stunned: "Throw it away?" ”

"Hmm."

"What's wrong?"

Jing Mian's eyes showed surprise.

The letter was missing, and even before that, the gentleman had not looked through it.

In other words, no one in the world today knows what is written in the letter.

As if the big stone in his heart fell to the ground, Jing Mian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He shook his head: "Nothing. ”

“……”

Mr. Ren rarely joked: "I always like to say 'nothing' today." ”

Jing Mian smiled: "Is there one?" ”

The gentleman substituted silence for answering.

The warmth poured into his chest, and his stomach also warmed up, and Jing Mian felt that the cells in his body were unconsciously relaxed and soothed.

It's like this every time, as if all problems can be solved by the person in front of you.

He replied softly, "... Probably, it's because Mr. is here. ”

"So it's nothing."

Although the answer has no beginning or end,

But it was successful, which made the man slightly stunned.

Jing Mian felt that the atmosphere seemed to be a little delicate at this moment.

But soon, he realized that this was an illusion, and the man's mobile phone rang at this moment, briefly with a short sound, and it was unusually abrupt in the slightly silent floor-to-ceiling window.

Mr. Ren looked at his mobile phone and said to Jingmian:

"Xuancheng wants you to contact him when you wake up."

Jing Mian was speechless, and his expression was a little at a loss.

But he still nodded: "Okay." ”

Ren Xingwan put down the phone, and Jing Mian seemed to feel that Mr. 's eyes fell on him and he didn't take it off for a long time.

In the middle of the night, Jing Mian heard the man's low, magnetic voice.

"Your national races."

Mr. Ren said lightly:

"Can family members watch the fight?"

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Jing Mian thought he had misheard.

It took him a few seconds to realize what he meant.

His eyelashes quivered in surprise, and he subconsciously told him to ask him what he meant, but his mind reacted first.

He nodded and replied, "Yes." ”

"That gentleman wants to go to the game."

Ren Xingwan said in a low voice: "Does player Sheep agree?" ”

……

Jingmian ushered in brainstorming again.

The heart unconsciously pounded.

It's like Mr. Ren, the first time he's called Sheep.

Although this title does not have any meaning, it successfully makes the back of Jingmian's neck tingle, as if an invisible electric current brushes by.

He pursed his dry lips and said, "Hmm... Agree. ”

Mr. Ren... He would be interested in Radiance.

Maybe it was because he couldn't rest assured, and on a whim, Mr. wanted to accompany him through the rest of the game.

But either way, the tip of the heart can't help but be pleasantly surprised.

It was only soon that Jing Mian realized that the proposal seemed to be very unfeasible.

He raised his eyes and asked the man, "Will the identity of the gentleman be discovered?" ”

No one will recognize Ren Congmian.

The place where Mr. Ren will attend is the scene of a large-scale international e-sports event with a huge audience and the attention of the whole network.

Even as an audience, if you fall off the horse, you will inevitably become the focus of attention.

Ren Xingwan: "Which identity?" ”

Jing Mian: "Huh? ”

"Recognize me as a religious." Mr. Ren's voice was deep and slow, and he couldn't hear any emotion in the slightly dim living room, and the man asked, "Or Sheep's lover?" ”

Jing Mian swallowed his saliva slightly, and said in a low voice, "Neither of them." ”

He said, "My husband can be there at the national races, but not with me. ”

Jing Mian found that when Mr. was chatting with him, although he had always been cold and silent, his gaze was silent and focused.

The man asked, "Why are you afraid that we will appear on the same occasion?" ”

Jing Mian didn't know how to answer.

After thinking for a few seconds, he whispered, "... Because we wear the same ring. ”

"Sir's tie is my own."

"I also often wear my husband's coat."

The eyelashes were reflected in the light of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Jing Mian said seriously: "... These are not good habits. ”

…

Mr. Ren, who was shrouded in night, laughed softly.