remarry [rebirth]

The invitation is very finely engraved with gold patterns, the golden boy holding the fish in both hands, with a very happy and cute smile on his chubby face, Wen Jiu rubbed his hands on it lightly twice, and then said softly , "Wait here for me..."

After he finished speaking, he got out of the car and walked slowly towards the front door.

The path is very spacious, and it can accommodate two cars driving side by side. Wen Jiu looked around and felt that the empty space made people feel a little uncomfortable.

He glanced back helplessly, and saw He Lanshu who got out of the car and was standing under the streetlight looking towards him.

Even though he couldn't see his face clearly, Wen Jiu could still imagine that his face must be full of smiles, warm like the sunshine in spring, gentle and not glaring.

He suddenly felt that he had gained incomparable courage, pursed his lips, turned around and quickened his pace.

The butler's face appeared on the communication, and Wen Jiu stood in front of the door holding the invitation, with no intention of going in.

The butler hurried out of the room, Wen Jiu looked at it for a while, but didn't see anyone other than the butler.

He was relieved and at the same time a little disappointed, watching the butler walk around the green skins and flowers planted in the garden of the villa.

"Master Wen?" The butler opened the door and came out. It was cold at night, and he shrugged his shoulders when he spoke.It was obvious that he was a little uncomfortable just coming out of the warm room.

Wen Jiu glanced back again, not knowing what she was looking at, then handed out the invitation in her hand, and said softly, "It will be Lan Lan's [-]-day banquet in a few days, I... come to give it to Grandpa invitation."

This was the first time he said the word "grandpa" to the people around Jiang Cong. When he said it, his voice trembled a little, which sounded a little strange.

The butler reached out to take it, "But the Helan family sent someone to deliver it last week."

"This is different from that one." Wen Jiu pursed her lips and slightly bent her eyes, "It was given by me and my sister, and has nothing to do with the Helan family."

The housekeeper naturally heard Wen Jiu's implication clearly, and he was relieved to hear the words, and heaved a long sigh of relief as if he had let go of something. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes made him more kind and kind, "I will definitely hand it over to the old gentleman. hands."

"Thank you." Wen Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face involuntarily.

He looked at the gentle eyebrows of the old butler in front of him, and then took a look at the old but simple and charming villa, and then smiled, "Then I'll go first."

The housekeeper had been watching Wen Jiu turn around and walk slowly in front of the door, then slowly speed up, and finally turned into a trot and ran to a figure standing under the street lamp.

The two talked for a while, and the tall one took off his coat and covered Wen Jiu, grabbed his hands and rubbed them together, and then led him into the car.

The butler smiled cheerfully, and suddenly a gust of cold wind blew up, and then he closed the door and went back shivering.

Jiang Cong, who had been standing against the wall by the window, saw him enter the door, and then went to the sofa and sat down to watch the TV in front of him, holding a teacup that was still smoking with one hand behind his back.

"Master." The butler changed his shoes and entered the door, licked the cold air on his lips, then took out the invitation card, walked to the coffee table and said, "The young master just came to deliver the invitation card."

He watched the gray-haired old man drinking tea in silence, and obviously knocked over the cup in his hand when he heard that the person knocking on the door was Wen Jiu, but now he pretended not to care... It was exactly the same as Jiang Linxue who had passed away, it was really awkward.

Only then did Jiang Cong raise his eyelids to take a look, and pretended to be condescending, and said casually, "Didn't the Helan family send it off?"

"The young master and young lady brought it here separately." The butler changed him a cup of tea, brought over the medicine, and said, "Master Ajiu said, it's different from the Helan family's."

"Hmph." Jiang Cong snorted coldly, "It's different, but I'm still married to He Lanshu."

He hated it so much that he gritted his teeth, thinking of what He Lanshu said to him about the betrothal gift that day with a serious, modest, and shameless smile... Jiang Cong gritted his teeth angrily, and the housekeeper felt a pain in his heart. Trembling, it took a long time to look at Jiang Cong's unbearable face and take a few sips of tea.

This medicine is really bitter.The housekeeper wiped his face and said, "Miss Nalan's hundred-day banquet, are you still going?"

"Go." Jiang Cong gasped, trying to dispel the bitter taste in his mouth, snorted softly, and said triumphantly, looking very reluctant and reluctant: "Both children have invited me so much, it's not hurt if I don't go Have you broken someone's heart?"

The butler silently lowered his head to change the tea leaves, yes, you are right in everything you say.

Only then did Jiang Cong lightly shift his gaze to the invitation card, raised his head and hummed softly to the side, that feeling sounded extremely satisfying.

----

Throughout the whole day, Wen Jiu felt as if she was favored by the god of luck, and she was extremely happy.Even when I go to sleep at night, I feel that I may laugh in my dreams.

He just laughed, but before he could laugh, he felt like he was having a dream.

In the dream, he felt very cold, but there was a stove beside him, so he kept crawling over there. The stove was so big that he could completely wrap himself up. Finally, Wen Jiu, who felt as if he had warmed up, breathed a sigh of relief , Rubbing the stove in the dream, which also seemed very comfortable to the touch, and then fell asleep satisfied.

He Lanshu turned sideways, put one hand on Wen Jiu's pillow, and put the other hand around Wen Jiu's waist behind him. The breath from the tip of his nose was full of the smell of shampoo on his head. touches his chin.

He carefully shook the cup kicked away by Wen Jiu with one hand and covered it again. After thinking for a while, he kicked the quilt under the bed and covered the two of them with his own.

They have always slept in separate quilts, and he wanted to change, but Wen Jiu's reaction had always been strong, so he stopped forcing it and let him go.

But recently, Wen Jiu's attitude has softened. Not only does she not resist her gradual intimacy, but sometimes she will take the initiative to do things that she has never done before.

He Lanshu put his forehead against Wen Jiu's forehead, lowered his whole body, looked at Wen Jiu's peaceful sleepy eyes through the light of the night light beside the bed, and finally smiled slightly.

----

When she woke up the next day...Wen Jiu felt that something was wrong with her.

It was not the first time he had experienced the hot and humid feeling inside his pants, but it was because of this that he felt even more embarrassed - especially He Lanshu who was beside him didn't get up today!

Wen Jiu carefully glanced at the alarm clock next to the bed, He Lanshu said that today's vacation is really... It's nine o'clock, but I don't know if he didn't wake up or fell asleep again.

When he was about to get out of bed, He Lanshu moved, and then opened his eyes.

Wen Jiu stayed there for a while.

He Lanshu is now sleeping on his stomach with his arms crossed and his head resting on top of it. As he stands up, his whole body bends in an arc that makes his heart beat faster, and the muscles from his shoulders to his back tense up a bit. , more masculine.

Wen Jiu swallowed her saliva, took her eyes off him with difficulty, and hurriedly got out of bed.

He Lanshu touched the glasses by the bed and put them on, went out and called Uncle Fu downstairs to prepare breakfast.

He got up early this morning as usual... It's a pity that there is Wen Jiu in his arms, he procrastinated getting up again and again, and finally fell asleep again.

He Lanshu looked at the door of their bedroom on the second floor and rubbed his eyebrows helplessly. By chance, he saw the chubby fat person who was sleeping in the nest. He walked over and stroked its hair twice, and chuckled. He understood what Uncle Fu had said before After all, Wen Jiu was reluctant to get up because Er Fatty slept so soundly, but it seemed that she had fallen asleep too.

Isn't that what he is now.

Wen Jiu didn't come out of the bathroom until Fu Bo prepared all the breakfast.

He Lanshu went upstairs to look, but he didn't hear the sound of water, but the bathroom door was still open, so he went to have a look.

Wen Jiu, whose hair was still wet and dripping water, was rubbing something at the sink with a piece of soap in his hand. The movements were very strange, obviously not often.

"It's time to eat." He Lanshu raised his eyebrows and took a look, feeling that the thing looked familiar no matter how it looked.

Wen Jiu was taken aback by him, and when she turned her head, she subconsciously hid the thing behind her, her eyes widened, and when she found out that it was He Lanshu, her face turned red for no reason, and she stammered, "I, I'll be there soon go down."

He Lanshu just left, and Wen Jiu looked at the panties that were clenched into a ball in his hands and felt like crying.

...it's almost ashamed to see people.

He looked in the room for a long time but couldn't find a place to dry it. Coincidentally, the window was not closed. Wen Jiu took a look and found that there was a corner on the balcony that happened to be exposed to the sun. , sneakily took a clothespin and hung it up.

During the meal, He Lanshu didn't say anything, which made Wen Jiu feel relieved, and then felt a little embarrassed.

"By the way, I'm going out in the afternoon and come back for dinner tonight." Wen Jiu drank the last sip of hot milk, wiped her mouth, and said to He Lanshu.

He Lanshu had the habit of reading newspapers when eating breakfast. He wore a pair of eyes on his face. Sometimes he would sit by the window to eat, and the sunlight came in through the window. Several times Wen Jiu felt that he looked like a Over half a century old, a grandfather who reads a newspaper peacefully on the sofa.

"Where are you going?" He Lanshu asked casually, only to realize something was wrong.

But Wen Jiu had already answered obediently, without any surprise at all, "I handed that rough stone to Yan Lang, and I'm going to see what he made this afternoon, and by the way Go do some shopping."

Beading is easy, but Yan Lang thinks it is troublesome the most. If he is asked to carve only one jade, it may be handed over in two days, but if he is asked to make a whole set of pendants, it will be troublesome.

He will explain the steps clearly to you one by one, put them away by category, and only whine on the last day that there is no way to start.

Wen Jiu knew Yan Lang's temperament well, so he planned to do those time-consuming and trivial things by himself.

"Do I need to pick you up?" He Lanshu stared at Wen Jiu's fair face in a daze for a while before shaking the newspaper to speak. He moved his eyes away from Wen Jiu's smiling face unnaturally, but the newspaper was densely packed. The words really couldn't be read at all.

Wen Jiu thought about it, the place he was going to was actually not that close.If He Lanshu has nothing to do at home, he must go back to work at the company, so that he will be farther away, and it will take a lot of trouble to go back and forth.

So he thought for a while, "No, I'll come back by myself."

He Lanshu didn't ask any more questions. He sat on the chair and watched Wen Jiu go upstairs until he went out. He didn't even open a page of the newspaper in his hand.

"Master." Uncle Fu came over from one side, with a kind and gentle face, standing behind He Lanshu with a comfortable smile, and handed him a pen, "Master Ajiu has really changed a lot."

"En." He Lanshu responded, took the pen and turned it in his hand twice, looked in the direction of the door for a long time, then put the newspaper and pen in his hand on the table, got up and straightened his clothes, "I go to the company in the afternoon and come back to eat in the evening."

Uncle Fu responded, watched He Lanshu go upstairs, then tidied up the things on the table, and waved to Aunt Qin who was doing the same tidying up in the kitchen, and the two hid in the corner of the kitchen and whispered Talking about something, some laughter came out while talking.

Fuber has the habit of drying their clothes, especially close-fitting clothes.

When He Lanshu was young, his body was prone to rashes due to moisture, so Uncle Fu would iron every piece of close-fitting clothes at high temperature before giving them to He Lanshu. Later, as He Lanshu got older and his resistance became stronger, he changed it to basking in the sun. Can sterilize.

As usual, He Lanshu went to the balcony to take off the clothes that Uncle Fu had hung there and planned to wear them, but when he turned his head, he found white panties hanging alone on a hanger in the corner.

The underwear was still dripping with water, and Wen Jiu probably didn't wash the clothes much by herself, and didn't even wring them.

He Lanshu's movements slowed down, his eyes narrowed slightly, recalling Wen Jiu's strange appearance when he got up this morning, and slowly moved towards that side.

They are all men, so they naturally understand some things that everyone tacitly understands.

With Wen Jiu's temperament, he might fight together on weekdays.There is very little prostitution, and I have not had sex with him yet.If you do things, you will naturally accumulate more.

He Lanshu walked around the panty twice, seeing enough of what style it was, then put on his suit and tidied up before going out.

It's just that he walked a few steps, turned back to the balcony, walked around the panty again, and poked it lightly twice with his hand.

Well, wet, not yet dry.

He Lanshu rubbed his fingertips, waited until the water disappeared, then straightened his tie and went out.

----

The last time Wen Jiu went back to the dormitory, Yan Lang and Yu Dian were still arguing, but this time when he came here, he found that it was not as good as arguing.

——Yu Dian was playing a card game on his seat with no expression on his face, while Yan Lang was on the sidelines, serving tea and fruit for a while, it was not just a dog leg that could be compared.

"What's wrong?" Wen Jiu went over and patted Zhang Kaige who was reciting English.

Zhang Kaige put down his earphones and waved his hands with a smile, "It's okay. But when did you say these two boys got together... It's a shame that I will live in the staff dormitory next week and not be with them, otherwise they will be together all day long." If so, I'm afraid I don't need my eyes."

This sentence was too informative, and Wen Jiu didn't realize it all at once.He glanced at Yan Lang and Yu Dian over there in surprise, and it took him a long time to say 'wow'.

"What happened that day?" Wen Jiu moved a chair and sat down, looked at them and smiled.

Zhang Kaige shrugged, "Sister Yu Dian went back to China to play, so Yu Dian went with her. Yu Dian had an appointment with Yan Lang that day, but the three of them ran into each other that day. You don't know Yan Lang's temper. It caught fire at one point."

Wen Jiu listened with great interest, kept saying 'hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm' up to now, that means Yan Lang admitted the wrong person and beat Yu Dian?"

Zhang Kaige and Qi Qiran nodded, and whispered to Wen Jiu's ear, "I heard movement when the two of them came back, but they didn't wake up. It took a while before they suddenly started fighting, which shocked me."

Wen Jiu rubbed his nose, feeling that the one who struck first must be Yan Lang.

Sure enough, Zhang Kaige immediately said, "When I got up, I saw Yu Dian was beaten and sat on the ground by Yan Lang, and he didn't intend to get up. After that, Yan Lang went to the toilet."

Wen Jiu and the others also knew what happened afterwards.

Wen Jiu nodded, sorting out the oolong completely, he looked at the bruise on Yu Dian's face that hadn't subsided, and grinned.

Although Yan Lang didn't learn anything like Taekwondo, this kid has always been a troublemaker since he was a child.It was because of this that she met Wen Jiu, who was often bullied by the children in her class because of her reticence for some reason. Later, she fell in love with Wen Jiu's gentle and tolerant temper, and the two became friends.

So although Yan Lang has no orthodox training, he has been able to fight for almost ten years... He also specializes in picking those places that hurt but can't be seen.The part of Yu Dian's face looked scary, but it was far away from the bones, obviously he was beaten by looking at the place.

Wen Jiu smiled inwardly, probably because Yu Dian knew it in his heart and didn't have the same knowledge as Yan Lang, so this matter is over.

"Erlang, have you done my stuff?" Wen Jiu cautiously leaned over and poked it, Yan Lang took a moment to glance at him, then looked at Yu Dian's computer screen reluctantly, and said: "It's done, It's in the drawer, take it yourself."

Wen Jiu looked at Yan Lang's dog-legged look again, covered his face helplessly, walked to the side table and opened the drawer.

The box below is the store logo of Yan Lang's house. Wen Jiu thought he had prepared a gift box for herself so thoughtfully, but after opening it, she saw a CD.

There is nothing engraved on the disc, it should be double-sided.Wen Jiu picked it up, looked around, and asked curiously, "Yan Lang, what is your CD?"

"What else can there be? I just got the film from Wang Congcong this morning." Yan Lang was distracted by Wen Jiu's words, and approached like two good brothers, with his arms on Wen Jiu's shoulders, narrowing his eyes. bumped into him, and said with a hey smile, "How about it, good buddies, let's share together, let's take a look together later?"

Wen Jiu twitched the corners of her mouth when she heard this, "Thank you, no need."

"Oh, why are you being so polite..." Yan Lang reached out to take the CD, but Wen Jiu was already planning to reseal the box.

Before he could grab it, it was taken away by another hand.

That hand is well-articulated, slender and beautiful, and there is a very simple silver ring on the index finger, engraved with a capital letter t, which Yan Lang knows is the abbreviation of Yu Dian's English name, and because of this, he laughed at himself before. It was only later that I found out that it was a ring that he and his sister both had. Yu Fei's ring naturally had an f on it.

It's just that the hand that usually looks beautiful as if it's painted out looks so scary no matter how you look at it now.

Before Yan Lang could finish his polite words, he was choked up in his throat. Together with Wen Jiu, he and Wen Jiu watched the CD as Yu Dianyi and his fingers passed through the hole in the middle, and turned around. two laps.

"Good buddies, let's share and watch together?" Yu Dian looked at Yan Lang with a half-smile, his eyes full of smiles.

Yan Lang felt even more frightening, he took a step back in embarrassment, hid behind Wen Jiu with an apologetic smile, "Then what, let's watch together..."

"You're welcome." All Yu Dian said was what Yan Lang said to Wen Jiu just now, and Yan Lang was on the verge of crying when he heard it, and it was only at this moment that he really realized what it means to speak out from the mouth.

After Yu Dian finished his sentence, he took the disc and walked back to his place. He quit the game without even looking at it, and put the disc in.

Wen Jiu rubbed her nose, decided not to get involved, and ran away in a hurry after finding Yu Pei.

Zhang Kaige opened his mouth wide open from start to finish, until he moaned.He shivered suddenly when the groan sounded, looked at the earphone cable that Yu Dian had unplugged for a long while and didn't know what to say.

He hurriedly put on the earphones and lay down on the bed to pretend that the dead body was covered in English, as if he couldn't hear anything.

Yu Dian hooked one side of the stool to his side with his foot, stretched out his hand to pat it, and said to Yan Lang who was already dumbfounded, "Come on."

"..." Yan Lang walked over with hands and feet like a walking dead, and sat down on the stool without love.

Yu Dian raised his eyebrows and looked at the two men who were entangled fiercely on the screen.The sexual figure and the leather whip and other props held by the person above, "You know a lot?"

Yan Lang: "...you believe me, the first half is still very pure." He watched with a broken face as the progress bar was dragged directly to the middle of the second half by Yu Dian.

When Wang Congcong told him there was a good product here, he didn't say that it was this one!It's fine to look at the obscenity by yourself, if he had known that he would be discovered by Wen Jiu's big mouth, and treated like this by Yu Dian, he would be willing to replace all the things he kept in his closet with advanced English!

"Don't be embarrassed." Yu Dian folded his arms and leaned back on the back of the chair, resting his hand on Yan Lang's shoulder in a casual manner, and smiled, "It's just a good time to study now."

...what to study? ! ! !

Yan Lang broke down and was about to howl, watching Zhang Kaige cover his face with an English book on his waist, and trot away with his earphones on.

Yan Lang, who had no hope at all, could only continue to sit on the chair and watch. With Yu Dian beside him, he would never dare to provoke him again. I can blame myself for being too stupid.

So he started to watch it with self-knowledge, but he didn't expect that when the progress bar reached the end, it would start to look better again.

Yu Dian, who noticed that the breathing of the people around him was not quite right, turned his head and took a look, and saw that Yan Lang, who had looked unlovely just now, had been fascinated by it, and now he was staring at the computer screen without blinking. He reached out and took off his pants and followed.

Yu Dian stretched out his hand and slowly closed the screen expressionlessly, then stood up, turned around and smiled at Yan Lang, and said gently, "Does it look good?"

"It's beautiful!" Yan Lang said quickly, and saw Yu Dian's happier face than he looked.

Yan Lang: "..."