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This was so strange, Ren Kuan stretched out his big hand, and flicked his index finger on Jiu'er, who was caught off guard, and immediately stretched out his hand to cover it, almost jumping out of the bathtub.

"Kuan...Brother Kuan..." Jiu'er was at a loss, it was like a spring breeze blowing on his face, but being teased by Ren Kuanyi, the turmoil in his heart turned into shame, Jiu'er didn't know what was wrong with him, it was just instinctive shyness Difficult.

Ren Kuan poked Jiu'er's head, "The hair is not fully grown yet, what's going on in your mind?"

Jing wronged others, she obviously didn't think about anything, and without Ren Kuan's reminder, Jiu'er even noticed the strangeness of her body.

Seeing Jiu'er faltering and not opening his mouth, red cheeks fluttering wildly, Ren Kuan wants to laugh but is soft-hearted, he has never seen him before, what can Jiu'er understand, he is obviously bullying.

The water vapor rose, and the nose, throat and eyes were full of wet temperature. Ren Kuan held Jiu'er to keep him from moving, and said in a low voice, "You little bumpkin?"

I didn't know what Ren Kuan asked, and Jiu'er shook his head subconsciously. It didn't look like a good thing after all, it was delicate, like rubbing his fingertips under his armpits, itching and whizzing, making people breathless Come, but he couldn't stop, Ren Kuan, who was causing trouble, was afraid that if he was shy, people would really ignore him.

"Brother will teach you..."

After the sound of "Brother teaches you", the whole bathroom echoed with a charming humming sound, and Liu'er went in vertically and came out horizontally.

After Ren Kuan threw him on the bed, the blood under the skin and flesh surged violently, surging everywhere, it was unbearably hot, and the inexplicable ambiguity made him want to scold his mother.

In the beginning, I just wanted to have fun like teasing a child. Who knew that Jiu'er's voice was soft and outrageous, not like a woman's coquettishness, and the delicate boyish voice was full of indescribable forbearance, like a veil, which captivated people's hearts The greediness of the head is just around the corner.

The person who was red all over was curled up like a boiled shrimp, Ren Kuan helped to put on the clothes of Jiu'er, and when his hands touched the skin of Jiu'er, no matter where he touched it, it was like touching a red-hot iron pot inadvertently Same, hot.

"Damn it..." Ren Kuan covered Jiu'er with the quilt, turned his head and walked outside again, thinking to himself, the window period is too long, he should have found a woman to settle down, otherwise he would just watch All the little boys were anxious to get angry.

People are asleep, and the steamed stuffed bun is too lazy to make. Ren Kuan lay down in the bathtub discouraged, thinking about this little thing and thinking about steamed stuffed bun, so he can only make it early tomorrow.

Jiu'er sleeps well and hardly turns over. When Ren Kuan returned to the bed, he felt refreshed and relaxed, and stretched out Jiu'er's legs and feet, "Isn't it uncomfortable to sleep curled up?"

The sleeping person didn't respond at all, so Ren Kuan turned off the light with a smile.

When Jiu'er fumbled and woke up, he sat on the bed for a few minutes before realizing that he was at Ren Kuan's house. Ren Kuan's biological clock was earlier than that of Jiu'er, and he was the only one left on the bed at this time.

In an unfamiliar environment and without a blind guide stick at hand, Jiu'er wanted to come here early in the morning, his mind was in chaos, he wanted to shout, but he didn't dare to disturb Ren Kuan easily, so he stood up on the bed and bumped back and forth along the wall in the room.

He was brought in by Ren Kuan last night, even if the door was in front of him, he might not be able to touch the doorknob, Jiu'er lost his mind, kicked the bed with bare feet, and the solid bed frame was kicked with a muffled sound.

Except for vision, blind people are more sensitive than normal people in other senses. The pain from the toes makes Jiu'er unconsciously squat on the ground.

But Jiu'er's tolerance ability is also stronger than the average person's, so there are too many bumps and bumps, and it's too late to cry out for pain, and just want to adapt to the surrounding environment quickly.

Jiu'er rubbed his toes, and groped on the ground for a while. He had a strong sense of direction. He had been to this place just now. There was a bed in front of him and a wall behind him. Jiu'er moved aside close to the wall.

Ren Kuan finished making steamed buns and thought about waking Jiu'er up first, when he walked to the door, "Jiu'er! Are you awake?" As soon as the door was pushed open, the puppy-like figure lay on the ground, Hearing the sound, he raised his head.

"Brother Kuan..." Jiu'er stood up unsteadily, "I woke up...I just... wanted to..."

Ren Kuan took a big step forward, holding Jiu'er's collar in one hand, and wrapped his arm around Jiu'er's back and weighed it, "Will you call me when you wake up?" How strong is this self-esteem, and how silly he is usually? ?

Jiu'er had just started, but was interrupted by Ren Kuan, "The buns are steamed, I'll take you to wash your face and brush your teeth first." At the end, he added, "Don't be stubborn with me, you will have a lot of opportunities in the future , don’t rush this time, you want to go by yourself, go slowly in the future.”

"Oh..." Jiu'er lay on Ren Kuan's shoulders, and responded softly, he didn't have to go by himself, there was no way before, no one could rely on him, he couldn't go by himself.

Now I am not used to it, who doesn't like the feeling of being held in someone's arms, being cherished and pitied, no longer like a discarded outdated doll, pitiful.

The buns on the pot had to be steamed for a while, and Jiu’er couldn’t do without people. Ren Kuan helped Jiu’er squeeze toothpaste like a child, handed him a mouthwash cup, and reminded in a deep voice, “Move forward and brush your teeth.”

No matter what Jiu'er did, he was very energetic, as if this was not his own mouth, Ren Kuan felt pain when he saw it, and clicked his tongue, "Hey! Hey! Take it easy, you don't know it hurts."

With toothpaste foam in his mouth, Liu'er could barely speak, "It doesn't hurt..."

"Take it lightly if it doesn't hurt." Ren Kuan's voice was thick, his words were confident, a little fierce, and his smile seemed to have malicious intentions, but Jiu'er especially liked listening to him, and those orders with caring nature made him Jiu'er was very curious about what Ren Kuan looked like, and what kind of expression he would have when talking to him.

After brushing his teeth, Ren Kuan handed Jiu'er a wrung-out towel and chatted, "Stay with me in the kitchen, don't run around." Fart boy, if he doesn't talk about leeks, he is afraid that he will disappear again when he turns around.

Ren Kuan's worries were superfluous, Jiu'er loved to listen to him, and was placed on a stool with his head raised and staring at the ceiling absently.

It's pitiful to look at nothing.

"Jiuer." Ren Kuan cleaned up the flour on the chopping board, "Come." As he spoke, Jiuer stood up immediately, and Ren Kuan stretched out his hand to pull him over, and stuffed the remaining dough into Jiuer's hand , "I'll teach you."

"Ah!" Jiu'er yelled in surprise, opened her little hands, and felt the coolness of the spread dough in her palms.

"Ah what, I only know how to eat but can't do it. How can there be such a good thing." Ren Kuan also said fiercely. He was afraid that Mao'er would be bored sitting around, so he really wanted Mao'er to cook for him. I dare not think, it's too difficult to be human.

Ren Kuan squeezed Jiu'er's hand to grab the spoon, "Scoop some meat and put it in the middle of the dough."

Ren Kuan held Jiu'er in his arms, and the breath he uttered while speaking hit Jiu'er's ear, itching, Chiu'er wanted to scratch, but he still held the dough in his hand, and dared not speak to Ren Kuan, I could only suppress the itch and focus all my attention on the buns.

I don't expect that Jiu'er can really make a flower, all the steps are completed under the guidance of Ren Kuan, and Jiu'er can feel the changes in the palm of his hand and Ren Kuan's heavy breathing.

"Simple, right?" Ren Kuan asked with some complacency.

Jiu'er grabbed the rest of his face and said shyly, "Hmm..." This breathing sound was like last night when Ren Kuan was holding him in the bathroom. The first experience really made him ignore many things, except for the sound of breathing in his ears. His breathing was fresh in his memory.

Seriously, intensely, that heartburning temperature began to spread in his body again, and Jiu'er panicked. He guessed that he was probably sick, otherwise how could he be as capricious as a fever.

The two stood by the steamer, and Ren Kuan chatted with Jiu'er one after another, "Do you know that sleeping is the same as practicing kung fu? If you don't control you, you can kick me out of bed."

The person who was still distressed turned to Ren Kuan in a daze, his blushing face deepened, Jiu'er opened his mouth, how could he know, he had never slept with anyone, Jing Ren Kuan said casually, he began to be afraid of his own Sleeping is too ugly.

It was just a joke, Ren Kuan didn't expect to embarrass Jiu'er so much, so he quickly changed his words: "Tsk, I'm just kidding you, you don't turn over or snore when you sleep, I'm afraid you will fall asleep. "

Fearing that Jiu'er would not believe it, Ren Kuan added another sentence: "It's very quiet."

Here it is again, Jiu'er can't tell which of Ren Kuan's words is true and which is false. The little things, all the little things, let Jiu'er think about it.

Jiu'er's disappointed expression is obvious, why is there such a big reaction, Ren Kuan shut his mouth in embarrassment, and the two waited silently for a while, when the time was almost up, Ren Kuan pulled away from Jiu'er to uncover the pot cover, "Stand Don't move, the bun is ready."

The pasta had a unique sweet smell, and Jiu'er could smell it even standing behind Ren Kuan. The person who was complaining just now, his stomach growled in spite of himself.

Ren Kuan likes Jiu'er like this, without those twitchy cover-ups, a real and innocent person, just for Ren Kuan to resolve the embarrassment just now, "Hungry?"

"Not very hungry..." Jiu'er quibbled, the voice of being hungry was heard by Ren Kuan a lot, and the problem with Jiu'er's blushing and beating heart was not that serious.

"You just talk nonsense." Ren Kuan shaved Mao'er's nose, "Pull my clothes and follow me out,"

The buns were very fragrant, and Ren Kuan also cooked millet porridge in advance. He put the bowls and chopsticks on the tea table, and found a small bench for Jiuer, "Sit down, and put the bowl away."

After eating, the two packed up and went to the store. The motorcycle came, and the motorcycle went. Ren Kuan was afraid that Jiu'er would not get used to it, so he put on the helmet for him and asked, "Are you afraid of riding a motorcycle today? "

"Not afraid!"

Ren Kuan didn't believe Jiu'er's nonsense, this kid was too brave, "You won't be afraid after sitting a few more times in the future, hold on tighter."

Thinking of the future of the two of them, Jiu'er tightened her arms, wishing to stick herself to Ren Kuan's back, the kind that couldn't be torn off.

Ren Kuan felt the warmth and firmness on his back, laughed, and said, "Let's go."

From last night to now, it is good everywhere, except that when the two stepped up the stone steps, Wang Rui stood at the entrance of the massage shop with her arms folded. When she saw them coming up, she immediately took a step forward with arms crossed, like Just wait for them to come.