Mr. always refuses to divorce

Jiang Jingbai's cold has just improved, his nasal voice has become much weaker, and the inflammation in his throat has not been completely cured.

After he deliberately lowered the volume of his speech, there was even a hint of softness in his smooth and hoarse voice, just like freshly baked glutinous rice cakes, sticky and sweet, steaming with warm heat, all smoky In the pinna of Nanyue.

The two words whispered in a soft voice vibrated the tympanic membrane, and immediately stimulated the cochlea numbly, and Nan Yue's blood pressure suddenly rose, and half of his body was going numb.

His expression remained unchanged, his feet remained motionless, and he calmly poured a trickle of boiling water into the cup.

After Jiang Jingbai finished speaking, he lowered his eyes in embarrassment, and really felt the little heart in his chest beating endlessly.

For a while, there was only the sound of water pouring into the bottom of the cup, which lasted for a long time.

Jiang Jingbai didn't get a response, so he quietly glanced at Nan Yue's face.

The hot water mist surged up, the other party's lips were straightened, and the profile of his face was as cold as before.

He looked completely unmoved.

The secretly throbbing heartbeat stabilized instantly under this solemn aura.

...Well, it's just a simple and intimate title, and it's actually nothing special.

Jiang Jing's diphtheria rolled, ashamed by his useless thin skin.

He calmed down, smiled silently, and slightly tilted his chin on Nan Yue's shoulder.

The sound of running water stopped abruptly at this moment.

Jiang Jingbai subconsciously glanced at the only sound source just now, and the shoulders under his arms suddenly turned around.

Before he could take his eyes back, breath that didn't belong to him came over him, and then his lips pressed heavily, and Nan Yue kissed him.

Jiang Jingbai's heart skipped a beat.

He slowly came back to his senses, misplaced his head, and separated his lips from Nan Yue: "...I haven't recovered from my cold yet."

Nan Yue said indifferently, "I am in good health."

After saying that, he couldn't help but kiss him again.

The solid and heavy male hormones are wrapped in a low-key male fragrance with a great texture, which penetrates into the heart, irresistibly arresting all the senses of Jiang Jingbai.

The two were chest to back.

Nan Yue turned his head to kiss Jiang Jingbai.

At first, it was just grinding the lip lines, sucking and biting from the corners of the lips to the bead of the lips.

When Jiang Jingbai proficiently applied the experience he had gained some time ago and opened his teeth, a man's breath eagerly greeted him.

The two sides gave way three times at the border junction where the seams were tightly connected, Jiang Jingbai half showed his intention to retreat, Nan Yuekuo stepped into the base, and went straight to the inland.

As they struggled to the death, the breathing of the two gradually became heavier, and the movement of their chests and backs touching each other gradually became chest to chest.

In the end Jiang Jingbai was seated on the long table when his limbs were weak, and Nan Yue supported the edge of the table, imprisoning him in the gap between his body and the wall and kissing deeply.

The fort is built high, and sparks are faintly burning at the end of the lead wire.

Jiang Jingbai was raising his hand to support the man's handsome face, but Nan Yue suddenly pinched the beacon fire and stopped fighting.

"?" Jiang Jingbai looked at Nanyue in confusion with the watery light brought by the suffocation in his eyes.

Nan Yue bowed his head and kissed his knuckles lightly, stood up straight, took the medicine tablet and water, and handed it to Jiang Jingbai: "Take the medicine."

Jiang Jingbai's breathing was unsteady, he held the cup and opened his mouth in astonishment.

He and Nan Yue looked at each other for a while, obediently raised the water glass to his mouth, took a sip of warm water to moisten his throat, and swallowed the capsules one by one.

After taking the medicine, put down the water glass.

Nan Yue was still standing in front of the table.

Jiang Jingbai's hot breath remained on Jiang Jingbai's face, the heat was still there, he was circled on the table, it was not right to continue to sit, it was not right to just stand, he looked at Nan Yue with a little embarrassment: "Get out of the way a little bit .”

Nan Yue didn't answer his words: "Call it again."

Jiang Jingbai leaned back unconsciously.

A smile flashed across Nan Yue's eyes without leaving a trace.

The corner of Jiang Jingbai's mouth twitched, he didn't have the nerve to call out, and reached out to push Nanyue's arm resting on the table.

The muscles in the opponent's arm were tense.

Jiang Jingbai didn't push it away, he was very self-aware and didn't push it a second time.

He didn't look at Nan Yue's eyes, but focused his gaze on the other's chin. After a moment of stalemate, he blushed and said, "...husband."

Nan Yue let out a laugh this time, while laughing, he took the overcooked glutinous rice cake into his arms, and carried him gently to the bed.

He bent his elbows against Jiang Jingbai's side, smelling the sweet fragrance at the tip of his nose, and his expression became more and more hungry.

Jiang Jingbai had a premonition that there would be gunpowder again, raised his forearm to block his eyes, and bargained: "Can you turn off the light?"

He was talking about the ceiling lamps, which were so bright that they lit up the whole room.

Nan Yue didn't make a sound, leaned forward and pressed the corresponding switch on the head of the bed, leaving only a small dim light, and answered with practical actions.

"Is it okay?" Nan Yue showed a cold and restrained face that was completely opposite to his lower body, and asked about the wishes of the meal in a gentlemanly manner.

Jiang Jingbai took a long, deep breath, stretched out his arms to hook Nan Yue's neck, and lit the fuse of the gun barrel with his own hands, just like he did at home.

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Glutinous rice cake tastes sticky and soft, sweet but not greasy, invigorates the spleen and stomach, nourishes the middle qi, and has a good appetizing effect for those with poor appetite.

Among them, the red bean glutinous rice cake is red and white, and it looks best when placed on a porcelain plate.

Jiang Jingbai's situation that night was exactly the same as the red bean glutinous rice cake in the chef's hands.

After the white glutinous rice is boiled with water, it is carefully smeared with layers of honey red beans. Because of its soft texture, the shape can be kneaded by anyone. After serving, it is placed in a steamer and placed on a plate. Sprinkle with white sugar, rock sugar water, and even sticky and shiny honey.

However, Jiang Jingbai's glutinous rice cake still failed to satisfy the appetite of the resident diners.

Enlisted recruits are very good at playing guns in the drill field, and it is inevitable that they will feel anxious when they first enter the battlefield.

Before sitting down, the corners of the eyes were red because of shyness, and halfway through sitting, it was because of uncontrollable physical tears.

Nan Yue's willpower is really strong, and he can firmly let reason prevail with a single kick.

He picked up the man who was suffering from the pain, and held him in his arms to solve his needs with his hands.

Jiang Jingbai returned to the coast from the top of the waves, with shame and shame hidden under the shadow of his eyelashes, he wanted to reciprocate, but Nanyue didn't give him a chance, so he kissed Jiang Jingbai's forehead consolingly, picked up his clothes, and entered with sweat on his brow. out of the bathroom.

Nan Yue had been washing for a long time, and when he came out, his skin was cold and pale, and it looked like he hadn't turned on the hot water.

Jiang Jingbai's limbs and bones regained his strength, he had already cleaned up the messy battlefield outside, and he also took a bath after Nan Yue.

The fine water brushed over his body, Jiang Jingbai listened to the sound of the water, and slowly found his thoughts.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that at first...it seemed that he could sit down, but he was stimulated by the tolerable pain, and he couldn't help but tense up.

Thinking about it afterwards, it seems that it is really within the tolerable range.

The results of the revolution are beginning to take shape, and comrades still need to make persistent efforts.

Jiang Jingbai came back to the bed after taking a shower, his face was still somewhat thoughtful.

He is doing a post-war review and summing up his experience.

It fell into Nan Yue's eyes, but it seemed like he was mourning himself, and the soldiers were exhausted.

Nan Yue was originally holding his mobile phone and was looking at some electronic documents in his spare time. When he saw Jiang Jingbai approaching with such an expression, his heart immediately went into alarm, and he couldn't read the documents any longer. Throw sharply on the opponent.

He always looked like this, Jiang Jingbai didn't speculate too much, he lifted the quilt and lay down next to Nan Yue.

He asked Nan Yue: "What do you want to do tomorrow? Do you want to visit the memorial hall?"

Tomorrow is the weekend, so we can have a little fun in G city.

Nan Yue wasn't sure if this was another foreshadowing of the topic. It was the first time in his life that he had never felt this uneasy feeling while sitting at a business table: "Aren't you going to the National Exhibition Center?"

Jiang Jingbai really has nothing to foreshadow: "Didn't you go there today?"

Although Jiang Jingbai went to the venue today, his scope of activities was almost limited to the signing area. Since there is another set of C suits hanging in the closet, it means that he originally planned to go to free activities the next day.

Nan Yue realized this, and pretended to be calm to continue the topic: "There are too many people today, I didn't finish my shopping."

He really just walked through the scene hastily, and returned to Jiang Jingbai's side within a short time.

Jiang Jingbai laughed: "Okay, let's go together tomorrow."

Visit exhibitions together in the morning and go home together in the afternoon.

Make arrangements, and this is the end of the story.

Nan Yue turned off the light and fell asleep next to Jiang Jingbai.

As long as he rests with Nan Yue, it doesn't matter to Jiang Jingbai whether he sleeps with a light or not.

His vision became dim, and his body, which had consumed a certain amount of energy, gradually became weak.

Jiang Jingbai yawned shallowly, closed his eyes in Nanyue's arms, and was about to say good night to the other party drowsily, when he suddenly heard Nanyue soberly and calmly throw two sentences above his head: "Concentrate on sleeping, Do not think too much."

have a bee in one's bonnet?

Jiang Jingbai opened his eyes bewilderedly, confused.

What nonsense?What are you thinking?

He didn't understand what Nan Yue meant.

Nan Yue noticed Jiang Jingbai's gaze in the dark, and didn't listen to him for a long time, only when Jiang Jingbai was really thinking seriously, his heart sank.

He clasped Jiang Jingbai's cheek, leaning close to him, almost touching the tip of his nose: "I said, I will fight again at that time."

Nan Yue paused every word, with a tough tone.

Jiang Jingbai was a little sleepy, and his brain functioned slowly. It took a long time to contact the summary of the previous situation, and slowly deciphered what Nan Yue said by "struggling".

Although I don't know what caused Nan Yue's misunderstanding, but his husband's attitude of refusing to divorce no matter what, he resolutely finalized it again.

Jiang Jingbai was full of tenderness, and put his arms around Nan Yue's waist: "I'm not thinking wildly, you're the one who thinks wildly, right?"

He smiled when he spoke, in a very natural tone, as if he was hiding something.

Nan Yue was startled when he heard this.

He had something to hide from him, and when he heard the news of the cranes chirping, he was naturally lonely and timid.

"Concentrate on sleeping and don't think about it." Jiang Jingbai returned the words intact.

In the past, Nan Yue coaxed Jiang Jingbai before going to bed, but now the two turned their positions upside down.

Nan Yue was silent.

He held the hand clasped around his waist, thinking about finding the right time to have a good talk with Jiang Jingbai.

Unaware of him, Jiang Jingbai rubbed the tip of Nan Yue's nose comfortingly, and said softly, "Go to sleep, good night."