Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

move.

Jiang Que felt that the pink gift box that Song Yuan hid in the clothing box looked a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it. It must be something Song Yuan bought.

The packaging is still pink.

Is this the color you macho guys should use! ?

Jiang Que felt a little nervous, but after taking a quick glance at it he didn't take it seriously.

Song Yuan, who was moving things, saw Jiang Que look thoughtful after seeing the box, probably thinking about how to use the things inside.

Song Yuan's ears turned slightly red as he quickened his pace and left with the things in his arms.

He seemed to like this very much.

How about...trying it at night?

But there are so many things, I feel shy just thinking about it.

The first night moving into Song Yuan’s newly renovated home.

Jiang Que came out of the bathroom after taking a shower and saw Song Yuan kneeling on the bed in lace clothes, and the very familiar pink gift box that had been opened on the bedside table.

Jiang Que seemed to remember who this belonged to.

Damn it, he got that item when he drew the card at the beginning, but later he thought it was useless so he put it in the bottom of the box, and then forgot about it after a long time.

This time when they were moving, Song Yuan actually found out.

Seeing him kneeling in the middle of the bed with his clothes on, his head turned away, his face still red and shy, you would probably think that he prepared it.

Master of clear soup.

Am I that kind of person!?

I am a simple and innocent little fairy boy.

Jiang Que came out of the bathroom. Perhaps he didn't expect Song Yuan to wear it, so he stood at the door without moving.

Song Yuan's legs felt a little numb after kneeling for a long time. Jiang Que didn't react, so Song Yuan thought that he was not dressed properly and it didn't meet his expectations.

She raised her eyes with a mixture of shyness and disappointment, and looked at Jiang Que with red eyes: "Don't you like it?"

Jiang Que didn't say anything. Seeing this, Song Yuan said, "Then I'll take it off. This still doesn't suit me."

But before the lace ribbon tied into a bow was untied, the man standing at the bathroom door quickly pounced on her.

Hugging Song Yuan tightly, he said in a low, hoarse voice: "I like it."

Then he kissed Song Yuan's shoulder and hugged him: "Thank you, it looks great."

Jiang Que's voice was deeper than before, carrying the allure of passion. The hormones emanating from the man kept attracting Song Yuan to sink with him.

Song Yuan kissed her slowly.

That night, they tried everything in the box.

...

Song Yuan had said a long time ago that he had prepared a surprise for Jiang Que.

What Song Yuan called a surprise were the real estates that Jiang Que had sold before. He had asked his eldest brother to keep an eye on them, and Song Yuan took them back little by little after he squeezed out some money.

It was just completed some time ago, and now the items have been returned to the original owner. He also added a few items to it and transferred them to Jiang Que's name.

Jiang Que signed the books one by one: "Is this a dowry? Or a gift?"

Song Yuan held Jiang Que's unsigned left hand and sat aside, playing with it in circles. He leaned against the table, supported his head with his other hand and asked, "Do you think it's a dowry or a gift?"

Jiang Que thought for a moment and said, "Let's talk about the bride price. You cursed me before that I couldn't get a wife. If you marry me, you might run away."

Especially since there is a wild man named Mu Chengyan outside who is trying to poach people.

I have finally picked up and raised this plump and fair wife, and I can’t let her fall into the hands of others.

Song Yuan: “…”

Neuropathy.

It's like you won't run away after you marry me.

Seeing Jiang Que's dead look, Song Yuan came up with an idea: "Since it's a betrothal gift, call me husband."

Jiang Que: “…”

Laughed.

Jiang Que signed and waited for the other party to remind him that the transfer was successful. Then he hooked his finger at Song Yuan and reminded him, "Let's go, husband."

Song Yuan was stunned for a moment by this title, and then he pursed his lips and smiled: "Okay, wife."

It takes some distance to get to the parking lot from here. Song Yuan took a short run and jumped onto Jiang Que's back. Jiang Que held him with his hands behind his back and carried him on his back.

Disdain: "What's so heavy about eating?"

Song Yuan was on Jiang Que's back, with his arms around his shoulders. He smiled and leaned down to whisper in his ear, "Eat my wife and you'll have many children and grandchildren."

Before Jiang Que could react, Song Yuan kissed Jiang Que on the side of his face: "Wife, wife, wife, wife, wife."

Song Yuan was a little too happy.

Jiang Que carried him on his back, and was infected by Song Yuan's worthless look. He smiled and nodded, said "hmm", and quickened his pace towards the parking direction.

Song Yuan was so shocked that he hugged him tightly: "Why are you walking so fast?"

Jiang Que stuffed him into the passenger seat, fastened his seat belt, and then walked around to the driver's seat. Hearing this, he reached out and touched Song Yuan's middle, and curled his lips: "Be busy going home to check on my husband."

Song Yuan: “!!!”

"you!!"

shameless.

Song Yuan was sitting in the passenger seat with a blushing face, but he didn't object.