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The wind on the river was really strong. After wearing a helmet, Jiu'er's hairstyle was crushed. In the bitter river wind, his bangs were scattered in all directions, and his face was indifferent. If he didn't smirk, he really looked like a delicate and beautiful boy.

"Going back." Ren Kuan looked away, and reached out to help Jiu'er put the helmet on.

When Jiu'er heard Ren Kuan's words, the corners of his mouth parted slightly, "Okay..."

As the helmet approached, there was a sense of a cage falling from the sky. He muttered, "Can I not wear it?"

"Yes." Ren Kuan stopped his hand in mid-air and didn't put it down, but he was very fond of teasing leeks, the kind who couldn't control his mouth, "If you don't wear it, you will be fined 200 yuan."

"Huh?" It was the first time Jiu'er heard that there would be a fine.

Jiu'er had a rich expression, and was very vivid when he was startled or surprised. Ren Kuan held back his smile, "Ah, what, the traffic police will be fined [-] yuan if caught without a helmet."

Not daring to ask any more, Jiu'er reached out and tried to touch the helmet, "Then I'd better put it on." Two hundred is simply an astronomical figure. His monthly salary is only four hundred, and his total body is only more than ten yuan, which is not enough to compensate. For Ren Kuan.

Ren Kuan ducked his hand, "You're kidding, we don't check the helmet here, so don't wear it if you don't want to wear it." He put the helmet on the dashboard, "Aren't you afraid?"

Sometimes it is true and sometimes it is false, Jiu'er really can't tell which of Ren Kuan's words is teasing him and which is serious, but his shyness far outweighs his anger.

When Ren Kuan talked to him, he always had an indescribable smile, calling Jiu'er like a spring breeze.

"Don't be afraid." Jiu'er only felt that the center of gravity of the motorcycle was moving forward, and he moved forward accordingly.

He heard Ren Kuan say again: "Hold tight, let's go." Immediately afterwards, his back was warm and soft, without the barrier of the helmet, Jiu'er's soft little face was pressed against his back.

On the way back, the person on his back was a little restless, his cheeks rubbed left and right, making goose bumps appear on Ren Kuan's back, and his heart was extremely itchy.

Isn't Jiu'er just curious? It was the first time he rode a motorcycle, and his face was dry and he wanted to hide, rolling back and forth on Ren Kuan's back.

It wasn't until the motorcycle slowly drove into the underground parking lot of the community and came to a steady stop that Ren Kuan turned his hand away to touch his head on the back, "Are you flipping around for fun?"

His back was also itchy, and Ren Kuan immediately scratched his back. He was very ticklish, and he was afraid of being laughed at if he said it. He was a big, tall, and thick man with itchy flesh all over his body.

Jiu'er smiled innocently, and put his hand on the forehead that Ren Kuan had just stroked, "It hurts my eyes."

Blind people have the habit of being unable to see, so they are slower than normal people to even blink and prepare. As soon as Jiu'er finished speaking, tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Ren Kuan frowned, and quickly stepped out of the car to hold Jiu'er's head, "Why didn't you just say that?"

"It's not uncomfortable to wear a helmet." I knew it earlier and continued to wear it. Jiu'er was especially afraid of causing trouble to Ren Kuan. She was about to go to someone's house, so don't make any trouble.

With dusty eyes, the eyeballs stared at nothing without moving, and the eyelids did not blink a few times. Ren Kuan blew lightly on Jiu'er's eyes, and sighed slightly: "Aren't your eyes tired?"

"A little bit." After saying that, Jiu'er wanted to rub it with the back of her hand.

But he was grabbed by Ren Kuan, "Don't rub it, I'll put on the helmet for you next time you ride a motorcycle, it will save you from being so stupid that you can't bear to blink."

Ren Kuan stuffed the helmet and the blind stick into Jiu'er's arms again, "Take them all, you won't be allowed to leave here, let's go back early."

He was sitting well in the car, but when Jiuer's feet were empty, he exclaimed, "Ah!" Ren Kuan had already hugged him in his arms, and he grabbed the clothes on Ren Kuan's chest, "Brother Kuan..."

"Take the helmet, it's extremely expensive, and it will cost you several months' wages." It's not bad to ask for several months' salary, but Ren Kuan just wanted to scare and scare Liu'er, so that he wouldn't keep thinking about walking by himself.

When Jiu'er heard this, when he touched a priceless treasure in his arms, he didn't dare to struggle anymore, tightly protected the helmet, and thought to himself, it's so expensive, then he had worn it just now.

It's only a few steps from the parking lot to the elevator. From the dark place to the bright place, the light suddenly increases. In the quiet environment, Jiu'er's perception of the surroundings is not strong, especially in Ren Kuan's arms. , all spent on listening to Ren Kuan's heartbeat.

The weightlessness brought by the elevator was only momentary. Jiu'er grabbed Ren Kuan's clothes tightly, and was about to curl up into a ball in Ren Kuan's arms. With a "ding", the elevator door opened.

When he opened the door, Ren Kuan put the man down, and thought to himself, the house didn't seem to be cleaned up, but luckily Chiu'er couldn't see him either, so he had to do a good job on the surface before coming next time.

Jiu'er didn't know at all, Ren Kuan's wishful thinking was crackling, and he even thought clearly about the next night's stay.

In the new environment, Jiu'er seemed a little cramped. He froze at the door and didn't dare to move. He didn't know how to set his feet, whether he would step on the floor of Ren Kuan's house, he didn't know what the furnishings in the house were like, whether he would Bump into something valuable.

Ren Kuan kicked off his shoes and trotted all the way to clean up the clothes on the floor, put the pillows on the sofa in place, and kicked the trash can aside, looking a little more pleasing to his eyes, and turned on the air conditioner again, and then he turned around and greeted Jiu Er, just in time to see Jiu Er standing there with a blank face.

Hey, isn't this just taking care of one thing at the expense of another, and losing the big because of the small?The beggar hurried on his way, busy.He hurriedly rubbed against Jiu'er, "Stop standing there, change your shoes first."

Hearing the rustling sound, Jiu'er didn't know what Ren Kuan was doing just now, he didn't dare to ask, he was always afraid of causing trouble to Ren Kuan, when he heard Ren Kuan say change shoes, he slowly knelt down, Before he touched the shoelaces, he was pulled up again by a powerful force.

Ren Kuan held up Jiu'er and put it on the shoe cabinet next to him, "Sit down, I'll come." He looked impatient, and was afraid of hurting Jiu'er's self-esteem, and explained, "It's your first time at my house, and you don't know where to go. Familiar, call me if you need anything, and when you get familiar with me, I won't care about you, you can do whatever you want."

Jiu'er moved his ankle restlessly, his feet dangling in the air, his heart seemed to be tightly covered by something soft, the new environment made him panic, but fortunately, Ren Kuan was by his side.

After changing the shoes, Ren Kuan took Jiu'er and sat down on the sofa again, poured water and handed it to Jiu'er, Ren Kuan walked to the kitchen and said, "Sit down for a while, I'll make dough."

This time and again, Jiu'er had long forgotten about eating buns, and when Ren Kuan reminded him, his stomach growled involuntarily.

Ren Kuan heard it clearly, laughed out a snort, and said teasingly, "Soon, don't worry."

The shameless Jiu'er is picking at the corner of his clothes, it's too embarrassing, why can't he control his stomach?It's fine in front of others, and he doesn't care too much, but it's different in front of Ren Kuan. Why is it different? He probably always wants to express himself and show Ren Kuan his best side.

The trouble in making steamed stuffed buns is raising the dough. There is no ready-made dough. It takes more than two hours just to wake up the dough. Ren Kuan put the dough in a bowl, sealed it, and then went out of the kitchen.

"We have to wait a little longer." Ren Kuan was puzzled, what did Liuer look like when he went in, and what did he look like when he came out, isn't this little thing hyperactive and can't sit still?Are you able to hold your temper now?

Making steamed stuffed buns was really troublesome, Jiu'er secretly regretted it, but Ren Kuan had been busy for a while, he didn't dare tell Ren Kuan not to do it, it seemed that no matter what, he was the one who was bothering people.

I don't know that Jiu'er keeps belittling himself, so Ren Kuan packed two sets of pajamas from the bedroom, and then came out to fish for someone, "Let's take a bath first." Liu'er can't do anything else, even the TV can only listen to the sound, Ren Kuan Suddenly, I feel that the world of the blind is so boring and flimsy.

No matter how fast the wind blows in the car, my body is still sticky this summer. Can I sleep at night without taking a shower?

Ren Kuan was disgusted with the ink stains, so he went into the bathroom with one arm in his arms, "You can't tell the difference, let me accompany you, don't stumble in the bathroom later."

It's like playing with a doll, not only looks alike, but also has a very similar personality, submissive and unappealing, letting Ren Kuan run amok.

There was a bathtub in the bathroom, and Jiu'er was carried into the bathtub just like that. Ren Kuan also instructed: "The water is only this deep, don't choke on it."

Jiu'er is not only afraid of cars, but also afraid of water. Hearing what Ren Kuan said, his legs were bent, and his hands hugged his knees tightly, as if he was afraid of drowning in the bathtub.

Looking at the cute Ren Kuan, he wanted to laugh, "It's so deep, I can't drown you." Then he dragged a bench and sat aside. .

Ren Kuan stretched out his big hand and grabbed Jiu'er's arm. The moment the dizzy man hit his chest directly, Ren Kuan was startled. The little thing was too thin, and the water didn't even overflow after it was placed in the water.

He didn't feel awkward, and to put it bluntly, he still didn't regard Mao'er as a man. In his heart, Mao'er was just a child who only knew how to be hungry and eat, and he really didn't have those messy thoughts.

Looking at Jiu'er's figure that could collapse in a single wind, Ren Kuan felt distressed, thinking that this little thing is so thin everywhere.He himself has been strong since he was a child, and when he was in high school, he was growing his body, and the places that should be developing were developing slowly.

It's not like a leek, it's like a cabbage.

Jiu'er raised her head anxiously, and before she could speak, she heard Ren Kuan say, "Wash your hair, don't move."

Ren Kuan's words were magical to Jiu'er. He was stunned as if his head had been lowered, and he didn't dare to move. It's not that he didn't take a bath with others, but those were all blind colleagues, besides... Ren Kuan, Ren Kuan is different with him.

Seeing that Jiu'er's pearl-like eyes were still open, Ren Kuan reminded: "Close your eyes, the shampoo has flowed into your eyes." He was extra careful.

Squeezing Jiu'er's hand, squeezed some shower gel into his palm, Ren Kuan said, "Take a bath yourself."

After all, he rubbed his big hands between Jiu'er's hair. Ren Kuan didn't care much to himself, but facing Jiu'er was like treating a piece of precious porcelain. After all, Jiu'er was so weak that Ren Kuan could squeeze it with one hand. broken.

Ren Kuan held Jiu'er's head in his hands, and looked at his expression amusedly. He probably listened to what he said, and Jiu'er closed his eyes so hard that the wrinkles on the bridge of his nose appeared.

Just as Ren Kuan was about to open his mouth to make fun of him, he glanced at the bottom of the water from the corner of his eye.