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Duan Qing said that he was really not angry at all when Jiang Hang saw Duan Ling.

He was just angry that Jiang Hang came back so late, he knew he had a bad stomach and drank too much wine.

Jiang Hang was made to be in a daze, and he was even more reluctant to move when he was alcoholic. Duan Qing was basically venting throughout the whole process, and Jiang Hang meowed like a cat.

"Duan Qing, do you just keep me as a pet?"

After the work was over, Duan Qing hugged Jiang Hang to take a bath, and Jiang Hang curled up in the bathtub limply, letting the water from the shower pour on him, and asked whimperingly.

Duan Qing shook Shui's hand for a moment, and said coldly, "What did Duan Ling tell you today."

"He said I was taken care of by someone."

"...Well, there are more."

"Call me mean."

"You go out to make trouble because of this matter?"

"I don't want to be trash..." Jiang Hang really drank too much, lying on the edge of the bathtub, his eyes blinked and turned red as he spoke, "Duan Qing, I'm not trash, can you not treat me like that? Turn into trash..."

Duan Qing lost control of his fingers adjusting the water temperature, and the temperature of the hot water dropped sharply.

"Ah!" Jiang Hang shrinks back, "It's so cool! Xiao Qingqing, you're going to murder your husband!"

Duan Qing hurriedly controlled the water temperature back to more than [-] degrees, picked up Jiang Hang and kissed him on the forehead, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my fault."

After taking a bath, Duan Qing wrapped Jiang Hang in a generous bath towel, and carried him back to the big bed. As soon as Jiang Hang fell into the quilt, he began to roll around in it with a silly smile. The way is to ask the servant to come over to clean up. Duan Qing watched Jiang Hang roll in circles on the bed and step on the ground with bare feet, worried that he would trip over when he was making a fuss, so he started to clean up the room with bare shoulders.

"Ah, Xiao Qingqing, bring me the white coat I wear during the day."

Duan Qing handed over the clothes.

With his coat in his arms, Jiang Hang rolled over on the bed again, and lay down in the middle of the black ascetic mattress.The black color was chosen by Duan Qing. At that time, he thought that Jiang Hang's skin was fair, and it would look more attractive against the backdrop of thick and heavy black.

The two slender legs were raised in the air, and the round buttocks made Duan Qing's temples twitch.

"What are you looking for?"

"Hmm... secret!"

"..."

Jiang Hang touched for a long time, almost wiping out Duan Qing's restraint, and suddenly took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket.

"Ah... it's all wrinkled!"

"Huh? What, let me see."

Duan Qing knelt down on the bed and wrapped one hand around Jiang Hang's waist.

But Jiang Hang slipped into his arms, his hairy head moved in front of his chest, and he grabbed Duan Qing's arm.

"The little star I saw while eating, I thought it looked good, so I took it apart and refolded it." Jiang Hang held Duan Qing's hand in his palm, carefully wrapped the crumpled paper star around his ring finger,

Then she blinked her big watery eyes, her beautiful red lips parted slightly,

"Xiao Qingqing, happy birthday~"

It was already 02:30 in the morning of the next day, and Duan Qing's birthday had already passed.

But Duan Qing could still feel his heart beating violently.

"Ahang," the man put his arms around Jiang Hang's shoulders, buried his head deeply in his chest, and said with a trembling voice, "I love you."

"Ahang, I will treat you forever, so don't ever leave me, okay?"

Every time Jiang Hang got drunk, he would sleep very late the next day, and it was already past three in the afternoon when he woke up.He stretched himself, rubbing his eyes and popped a head out of the quilt.

I saw Duan Qing sitting by the coffee table on the newly bought sofa, reviewing something one by one.

"Ah, Xiao Qingqing, you didn't go to work!"

"hungry?"

Duan Qing put down his pen, walked to the bed, knelt on one knee and reached out to touch Jiang Hang's head.

Jiang Hang nodded obediently.

"I want to eat barbecued pork buns."

Duan Qing cooks good food, but Jiang Hang only likes to eat fast food outside, unless Jiang Hang messes with Duan Qing.He went out to drink so late yesterday, Jiang Hang knew he was wrong, so he didn't mention fried sesame balls and deep-fried dough sticks.

"Well, I'll make it for you."

While eating, Jiang Hang saw something on Duan Qing's finger.He looked carefully, and it turned out that it was the little star that he brought back from the restaurant yesterday.

It has been neatly fixed by Duan Qing with a sterling silver ring, compressed into a miniature star, and put on the ring finger.

"Ah, this thing." Jiang Hang scratched his head, really couldn't remember what happened last night, "Where did you find it?"

"..." Duan Qing was not hungry, but he moved his chopsticks more or less. He looked down at the ring on his hand, and his breathing was slightly stagnant.

"You drank too much last night and put it on for me."

"what?"

"..."

Sure enough, Jiang Hang didn't remember anything.

Duan Qing didn't say anything more, because he saw that Jiang Hang was at a loss.The chopsticks picked up the food again, and a steamed bun stood on Jiang Hang's plate.

"It looks ugly, why don't you wear it." The more Jiang Hang looked at the ring, the more embarrassing he felt, he lay on the table and pointed, "Next time I'll buy you a better one to reflect your class. Yes, don't wear this."

"……Row."

Jiang Hang, this is what you said, there will be another time.

I am waiting.

Duan Qing put down his chopsticks, and Jiang Hang ate his food happily.He said to Jiang Hang to go up to get something, but Jiang Hang didn't lift his head, "Go, go, oh yes, get me a glass of milk."

Back in the study, Duan Qing opened the drawer, found the heirloom ring box that his mother left him before his death, picked up the sapphire and diamond ring, and carefully put the paper star ring into the groove.

After Jiang Hang drank the milk, he planned to go back to the bedroom to read the novel. After Duan Qing put the book back from the book, he sat across the dining table and watched him quietly with his fingers crossed.Jiang Hang pushed the chopsticks and only said, "I'm full!"

Seems to have completely forgotten what happened yesterday.

Duan Qing didn't forget, he glanced at the black folder he brought back, and there were several sheets of paper neatly pressed under the hard plastic shell.

"Jiang Hang."

"Ok?"

"sit."

"...No." Jiang Hang had already stepped up the steps with one leg, his arms were dangling loosely on the escalator railing, and he simply refused.

"obedient."

"No."

He is 29 years old, and he still acts like a child when he plays a rascal, but Duan Qing is like this, as long as Jiang Hang smiles and shakes his head at Duan Qing, most likely Duan Qing will obey him dotingly.

But this time, Duan Qing was still indifferent.

Jiang Hang's heart skipped a beat.

Every time Duan Qing called Jiang Hang to stop so seriously, it was never because of Jiang Hang's mischief that angered Duan Qing. Duan Qing usually resolved his anger with actions on the bed, and he had to coax Jiang Hang after a while.

Duan Qing's appearance now is nothing more than...

"Xiao Qingqing, I don't want to talk about marriage." He saw the sapphire ring in Duan Qing's hand that had been raised to him several times.

He knew that it was the ancestral treasure of Duan Qing's family.

Jiang Hang suddenly felt a panic in his heart.

"Ahang, I don't want to force you, I just..."

——Duan Qing, I don't want to be made into a waste by you!

Duan Qing kept repeating this sentence in his mind.

"If you continue to talk about this matter, I will be angry!"

Before Duan Qing could finish speaking, Jiang Hang dropped a light sentence and left.

Duan Qing sat on the sofa in the living room on the first floor, wondering what Jiang Hang was thinking.

Now that same-sex marriage is legal, two men get married without any discrimination.

He has already responded to Jiang Hang's needs, and Jiang Hang has been honestly raised by him at home. He really can't figure out that he is also called "Xiaoqingqing, Xiaoqingqing" every day. Jiang Hang, why didn't he want to marry him.

Or……

"Duan Qing, I don't want to be made into a waste by you!"

Duan Qing took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"President Duan!"

"Doctor Zhang, do you still do marriage psychoanalysis?"

"...Ah, I did it! Does Duan always want me to go over and enlighten your subordinates on some household chores?"

"No, I have some private matters and want to consult you."

……

After hanging up the phone, Duan Qing's face was very ugly.

"If the woman you described, Mr. Duan, really keeps rejecting the marriage proposals of a man who takes good care of him and loves him, then it can only mean one thing."

"That woman doesn't love that man."

"If that man is as you said, he still provides that woman with a considerable amount of living expenses every month."

"It's even more solid. Women only love this man's money."

"Is there nothing else? Really just love money?"

"Well, I guarantee my medical ethics over the years!"

"...No real emotion at all?"

"If she is really emotional, she will hesitate a little when she refuses. You have to trust me!"

Duan Qing thought of Jiang Hang avoiding suspicion and rejecting him before he even said a word, obviously he hadn't even said the word "marriage".

"okay, I get it."

Jiang Hang...was lying in the bathtub crying like that after being drunk yesterday, but kept saying "I don't want to be raised as a pet by you".

They all say the truth after drinking, Jiang Hang, he won't really start to want to leave himself!

Duan Qing suddenly felt that his breathing was not smooth, he clenched the ring in his hand, thinking about it, he didn't know what to do.

Jiang Hang is not a woman, so she can't keep him by her side by having a child.

In fact, with Jiang Hang's character, if he really doesn't love, even if he is forced to conceive and give birth to a baby, he can still leave decisively.

So, since Jiang Hang has such a freewheeling personality, if he really doesn't love him, why did he still wish to be raised at home by him these four years?

Duan Qing thought about it for a long time, and felt that this was a more troublesome problem than the biochemical competition, so he decided to talk to Jiang Hang about it.

He didn't believe that Jiang Hang had been served by him for four years, but he was really just trying to get his own money!

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Jiang Hang lying on the carpet, Bai Shengsheng's legs sticking out from his shorts, hanging loosely on the edge of the bed,

"Ah, Xiao Qingqing~"

Jiang Hang held a comic book and pointed to a picture on it to Duan Qing.

"I want to buy the limited-edition original art book that just came out of this anime. It's so expensive! I spent all my money on the stereo last time. Can you help me with it?"