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The two returned to Xie Yingkai's house together after their date that day. This was Jiang Zhe's second visit to Xie Yingkai's house. As expected, Xie Xin was not at home. Jiang Zhe swaggered and sat on the sofa like a hostess.

He gave Xie Yingkai a look: "Magpie's father, where do I live?"

Xie Yingkai hung up the key after him, and pointed to a room at random: "Live there."

Of course Jiang Zhe knew which Xie Yingkai's bedroom was, and he went up to open the door cooperatively: "What is this? A study? Anchor, you won't just let me sleep on the floor?"

Xie Yingkai's voice came from the living room: "There is a bed inside."

Jiang Zhe disliked it: "It's too small, I'm so tall, I can't even put my feet on it.

"Then go to the next door and have a look."

Next door is a guest room, which is neat and simple, because it is so simple, Jiang Zhe always thinks it is like a hotel room.

"This..." Jiang Zhe was picky: "There is no bathroom, I like a bedroom with a bathroom."

How could Xie Yingkai not know what Jiang Zhe was thinking, he poked his head out of the bathroom and said deliberately: "There is a room with a bathroom upstairs."

Xie Yingkai's house is a duplex. Xie Xin used to live upstairs. Since her parents were not at home, she also moved down. No one lives upstairs now.

Jiang Zhe followed the voice and put his arms around Xie Yingkai's back: "Is it on purpose?"

Xie Yingkai shook his shoulders: "Wash your hands, don't make trouble."

Jiang Zhe stretched out his hands from both sides of his waist and grabbed him, and said cheerfully, "Let's wash together."

The two had never been so close before. The heat from Jiang Zhe's body spread from his back to his whole body, and Xie Yingkai's body stiffened unconsciously.

Jiang Zhe could clearly feel Xie Yingkai's nervousness. The two of them had known each other for a short time, and they were still young when they got along. Xie Yingkai's personality was less reserved and thick-skinned than Jiang Zhe's. He was often frightened by Jiang Zhe's actions, but as a man, he would not lose. The momentum, what Jiang Zhe enjoys is precisely the short moment in the middle, Xie Yingkai's shy and calm side.

Jiang Zhe rested his chin on Xie Yingkai's shoulder, wrapped his hands around Xie Yingkai's hands, and washed them slowly, even rubbing the crevices of his fingers as if he was molesting.

Xie Yingkai: "..."

Jiang Zhe took advantage enough, and retreated contentedly. Just as he was about to flee the scene, Xie Yingkai's voice came coldly: "Stop."

Jiang Zhe's heart skipped a beat, won't he become angry from embarrassment?

"Anchor, I..."

Before Jiang Zhe could speak, a towel had already wrapped Jiang Zhe's hand, and Xie Yingkai wiped his wet hand carefully.

Xie Yingkai's gentleness is reflected in every move, for example, when Jiang Zhe was solving Yang Fan's matter, he stood by and accompanied him from beginning to end, and only held Jiang Zhe's hand to comfort him after the two left.Another example, just now Jiang Zhe was playing a hooligan, although he was molested, he quietly bent his legs to facilitate Jiang Zhe's movements.

Or, it is now.

"Wait for me on the sofa first, what do you want to drink? There is coffee, juice and cold beer at home."

"Huh?" Jiang Zhe came back to his senses: "I drink plain water."

"Then I'll cut some fruit for you, and I'll take you through the house later."

The last time Jiang Zhe stayed here for one night, he knew all the places he should know. The one he hadn’t been to was the bedroom upstairs and Xie Yingkai’s parents. He said he was familiar with the environment, so why not find an opportunity for Jiang Zhe to find a place in the house? Reasons for refusal.

In the end, he got his wish and lived in Xie Yingkai's bedroom.

Xie Yingkai didn't know whether he had thought of this result a long time ago or something else, with an expression of expectation.

"How come there is a feeling of luring a wolf into the house?"

Jiang Zhe was eating an apple with a toothpick. After listening, he put the apple in his mouth and smiled evilly: "Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

Xie Yingkai said provocatively: "I don't know who will eat whom."

Jiang Zhe was gearing up: "Then let's try?"

"Stop being a hooligan, what are you doing?"

Jiang Zhe shook his phone: "Chat in the group."

Xie Yingkai saw something sharply: "Wait, what is the background of your mobile phone chat?"

Jiang Zhe smiled, and called up the photos on the phone: "That time we saw the sunrise photos, how is my capture technique?"

Xie Yingkai silently took out his mobile phone: "Send it to me."

It was the first time Xie Yingkai saw this photo. He only remembered that Jiang Zhe grabbed him and took a snap. He didn't expect it to be so good.

After setting the photo as a screen saver, Xie Yingkai clicked on the lively group.

Most of the group members were girls, some of them were driving late at night, and some bold rotten girls asked some interesting questions, and the gay friends answered all of them. Xie Yingkai found that Jiang Zhe didn't participate in the chat.

Jiang Zhe kept staring at the phone, seeing that Xie Yingkai didn't plan to chat in the group, he squeezed to Xie Yingkai's side: "Look at the group."

Xie Yingkai didn't understand why, seeing that everyone in the group was chatting calmly, he didn't know what Jiang Zhe asked him to watch.

"Chenxi": "It's almost twelve o'clock, why are you still awake? Aren't you a student party?"

"Yijia": "Beijing time, it will be twelve o'clock immediately."

"Li Mumu": "23333 is ready!"

A group of people said mysteriously that they were waiting for an order. Chen Xi gave him a strange look: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Zhe was mysterious, typing on the phone with his head down.

"Yijia": "Attention all, three"

"A": "Two"

"Yijia": "One."

At zero o'clock in the evening, most of the people in the group came out and swiped the screen in unison: "Happy birthday, my anchor!"

There are 500 people in the crowd, and the nicknames are almost invisible by swiping the screen, no more words, no less words, everyone is saying.

Happy birthday, my host.

My anchor is Jiang Zhe's mantra, he likes to call him my anchor, and the heart beats faster.

Just like now, when Xie Yingkai lowered his head and was shocked by everyone's blessings, Jiang Zhe held Xie Yingkai half of his face up, and put his forehead against his forehead. His eyes were full of tenderness, and he said softly: "Happy birthday, my anchor."

I don't know who took the initiative, but the lips of the two became entangled, inseparable.

At this moment, Xie Yingkai felt something cold on his hand. He stopped to block Jiang Zhe, and when he raised his hand, he saw the ring on his finger.

An atmospheric yet beautiful ring.

"Birthday gift, a pair of rings, but not an engagement ring. I'll give you the engagement ring in the future."

Xie Yingkai fiddled with the ring, and it took a long time before he said slowly: "Okay, leave it to me."

"What about the other one?"

Jiang Zhe took out the other ring from his pocket and handed it to him. Xie Yingkai took Jiang Zhe's hand and put it on for him, then bowed his head and kissed the ring gently.