Mr. always refuses to divorce

Jiang Jingbai has been living alone since graduation.

He lives a self-disciplined life and regularly cleans up old things. Although he has lived in a rented house for two years, his personal belongings are as simple and tidy as when he first moved in, and it is not troublesome to clean them up.

The moving company was found by Nan Yue. The father and son were quick and quick, and they packed the luggage into the trunk in a short time.

Nan Yue asked for leave that day.

He accompanied Jiang Jingbai to hand over to the landlord, and went to the apartment together after everything was settled.

When the two arrived, the father and son had already started to move things up.

The cartons are stacked on the edge of the living room, and the markers marking the built-in items are facing the outside, which is intuitive and recognizable.

The apartment is well-equipped, Jiang Jingbai's things are mostly clothes, and there are some lush and pleasant flowers and plants.

As for household items such as kitchen utensils, they were divided up by the bastards in the flower shop two days ago.

Jiang Jingbai liberated everything from the cardboard box, feeling like a college student returning to school after "carrying a bag and living right away".

Next to him was a busy patriarch.

With the help of the parents, all the items were quickly placed in a reasonable place.

When I came last time, there was a small tea table on the large balcony in the living room.

Today the tea table disappeared and was replaced by a pair of wicker chairs, and a circle of floor-to-ceiling multi-layered wooden flower stands stood around, just filled with the small plants brought by Jiang Jingbai.

The whole balcony just changed from being cold and windy to full of life.

Jiang Jingbai finally adjusted the position of Luluo, and was successfully pleased by Nanyue's thoughtfulness in details.

Nan Yue stood not far behind him, looked sideways at the door of the cloakroom, his eyes showed a bit of confusion, and looked at Jiang Jingbai after a while: "Your clothes... have you brought?"

Jiang Jingbai blinked and nodded in response.

The built-in wardrobe in the master bedroom took up a full wall, and although he and Nanyue's seasonal clothes were hung, there was still room to spare.

Nan Yue sighed a little, nodded as well, and slowly put down the rolled up cuffs: "I thought you would have a lot of clothes."

Jiang Jingbai smiled and did not answer.

What happened to his face, no one felt more deeply than Jiang Jingbai.

When he cosplays, he must strive for perfection from head to toe, so he doesn't want to spend much time on his daily outfits.

However, a white T with gloves can be called salt, and shopping guides treat them as fashion trendsetters when they go to the mall to buy clothes.

Since the hair color has faded, it's even worse.

In Lin Jiajia's words, old clothes can be worn to give a new feeling of coquettishness.

People who are not familiar with Jiang Jingbai always think that his wardrobe is full of trendy brands, God knows that Jiang Jingbai is no different from ordinary boys.

——In addition to more costumes and props for cosplay.

It took half a day to move and clean up, and when everything was tidied up, there was only an afterglow left on the west side.

Jiang Jingbai called Lin Jiajia and felt relieved after asking about the situation in the store, so he didn't plan to go to the store again.

This time, the dinner was settled near the apartment, and after the meal, Nan Yue took him to familiarize himself with the community environment.

The two walked and chatted, and it was past ten o'clock when they got home.

After Jiang Jingbai took a shower, he found the study door was open.

Nan Yue sat in front of the computer with a focused expression, as if he was dealing with work matters.

Jiang Jingbai's eyes paused, and he had to admit that Nan Yue's appearance was particularly attractive.

He glanced at the clock face, it was quite late, he was hesitating whether to remind Nan Yue to go to bed early, but the other party had already seen him, got up and walked over.

"Why don't you blow your hair?" Nan Yue frowned, picked up the towel that Jiang Jingbai put on the back of his neck, covered his hair and gently rubbed it.

He obviously put the hair dryer in a conspicuous place in advance.

Jiang Jingbai instinctively squinted his eyes, looking directly at Nan Yue's Adam's apple: "It's hot, it will dry up soon."

After all, he is a boy, and he is more or less afraid of trouble in his bones.

I used to have short hair, so I brushed it before going to bed and it dried.

Now that my hair is a little longer, I can't get into the habit of blowing my hair for a while.

Nan Yue lowered his eyes.

Do it soon?

The little guy's hair was still dripping just now.

"Don't turn down the temperature of the air conditioner too low, be careful of catching cold." After wiping Nanyue, he touched the root of his hair, which was half dry, "It's getting late, go to bed."

Jiang Jingbai looked down at the towel held by Nan Yue: "What about you? When will you rest?"

"Soon." Nan Yue said with a smile in his tone, "The sofa in the study can be put down and used as a bed. I'll sleep here tonight, so don't wait for me."

Jiang Jingbai raised his eyes.

"You've just moved here, so you might be a little reluctant." Nan Yue folded the towel, "If there is someone next to you, you won't be able to sleep."

The reason is this, but Jiang Jingbai has the nerve to occupy Nan Yue's bed: "I can just sleep in the study."

Nan Yue laughed when he heard that, and leaned over to get closer to him: "After that, will we sleep on the sofa in the study all the time?"

Jiang Jingbai didn't react at first, and his face changed slightly when he exhaled the heat to the tip of his nose.

Nan Yue stopped in moderation and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, go to sleep."

Jiang Jingbai felt dizzy and was pushed into the master bedroom by him, sat on the edge of the bed and remained silent for a while, then turned off the light and lay down on the bed after recovering.

The delicate and cool silk under his body always reminded him that this was no longer his little bed covered with pure cotton four-piece suit.

When Jiang Jingbai moved, he didn't feel much about the newlywed life, and the discussion over dinner that he would go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to register tomorrow also felt indifferent.

It was only at this moment before going to bed that Jiang Jingbai really realized that he really wanted to have a small family of his own.

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As Nan Yue expected, Jiang Jingbai didn't sleep well that night.

After tossing and turning, I finally fell asleep, and I was still dreaming in the second half of the night, and I couldn't get up when I woke up.

The alarm clock set on the phone never rang.

Jiang Jingbai turned to the right to change his position, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

However, sometimes people are so cheap that they panic. They obviously want to sleep a little longer, but they can't help but be wary of the bell ringing in the next second.

Jiang Jingbai buried most of his face in the pillow, but his thoughts became more and more active.

The dreams I had at night ran through my brain like a revolving lantern, messy, fuzzy and chaotic, only a small fragment of it was particularly clear.

Thinking of this, Jiang Jingbai's eyelashes trembled slightly.

He dreamed that he was back at the age of middle school, lying on his stomach and taking a nap in the empty classroom in the afternoon.

As a result, he fell asleep, and suddenly there was an extra person in the front seat, who not only touched his face for a while, but also bent down and kissed him again and again.

The other party's fingertips were cold, soft and dry, his breath was warm and grinding, and his movements were affectionate and cautious, for fear of waking him up.

It was as if she didn't know how much she liked him.

The feeling of being touched in the dream was so real that Jiang Jingbai's ears felt crisp just thinking about it.

Since passing the most restless age of adolescence, he has hardly had such a shameful dream.

Is it because he is about to get married?

That shouldn't be the way it was in middle school.

The more Jiang Jingbai thought about it, the more he couldn't lie down, he simply raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, then fumbled for the phone in a daze, planning to cancel the alarm and get up early.

He only stretched out his hand halfway, and vaguely heard a soft sound behind him.

Jiang Jingbai raised his eyelids and looked in the direction of the voice.

The curtains in the bedroom were not drawn, and it was unclear.

Nan Yue stood in front of the wardrobe, holding a white shirt in his hand.

He only wore a pair of trousers, his upper body was naked, his shoulders were wide and his legs were long, his muscles were strong, and his back alone was very wild and full of aggression.

The sound just now should be the sound of the closet door being gently closed by Nan Yue.

Most of Jiang Jingbai's sleepiness disappeared.

He sat up and was about to speak.

Nan Yue turned back one step ahead of him: "Morning."

Jiang Jingbai smiled sleepily: "It's early for you too."

With his smile, Mr. Nan Yue, who was mature and steady in his eyes, almost had his heart skip a beat.

Jiang Jingbai's facial features are beautiful, his expression is confused, his appearance is contradictory, and his combat effectiveness is beyond the mark.

Nan Yue turned his head pretending to be calm, put on his shirt, tightened his lips and buttoned up the buttons one by one.

Jiang Jingbai turned off the alarm, got out of bed and walked to Nan Yue, and when he opened the closet, he smelled the familiar cold fragrance on the other side: "Did you just take a shower?"

"Ah."

Take a cold shower.

"Woke up so early, did you not have a good rest last night?" Jiang Jingbai took out the clothes he wanted to change, feeling a little sorry.

Nan Yue lied: "No, I slept well."

He's been in high spirits all night.

Thinking that Jiang Jingbai was really going to marry him, Nan Yue was so excited that he couldn't sleep.

"What about you? Is there anything you're not used to?"

"No, everything is fine." Jiang Jingbai took off his pajamas, his waist was flexible and thin, his chest was white and thin, "The mattress is very soft and very comfortable."

Nan Yue's eyes hurt from being dazzled by that piece of white, so he lowered his eyes and nodded without daring to look.

After buttoning the buttons, he walked to the side of the bed, lifted the quilt and shook it out easily, and finally straightened the folds on the edge of the sheets.

That's where he sat the rest of the night.

Fortunately, Jiang Jingbai didn't pay attention when he got out of bed, otherwise he might find him staying in the master bedroom for a long time.

After Nan Yue stroked the bed sheet, his fingertips twirled each other.

Although it was smooth, it was far less comfortable than the skin on Jiang Jingbai's face.

Jiang Jingbai couldn't see Nan Yue's small movements, so he turned his back to him unconsciously and continued changing clothes.

Nan Yue rarely took the initiative to communicate with people outside of work, so naturally he was not good at finding topics.

He really wanted to say something more to Jiang Jingbai, but he really didn't know what to start with, so he stood there in a daze for a while, and finally took a deep breath, said hello to Jiang Jingbai, and strode away go out.

Looking at Nan Yue's back, Jiang Jingbai tilted his head in doubt.

How did he feel? Nan Yue's mood suddenly turned bad.

The author has something to say: Nan Yue: (*'▽'*) I'm getting married!

Nan Yue: (p≧w≦q) I have a lot to talk about with my wife!

Nan Yue: o(≧▽≦)o I love my daughter-in-law forever!Forever!

Nan Yue: w(°o°)w, daughter-in-law is about to wake up!

Nan Yue: "...I'm going out first."

Jiang Jingbai:? ? ? ? ? ?