Avatar and White-eyed Wolf

During this period of time, since Chu Shangluo's parents lived in his house, the intimacy can only be at Ren Jiaoming's house, and the two of them have developed a tacit understanding, going to Ren Jiaoming is going to mess around.

Chu Shangluo is very tired now, and shook his head: "Forget it, I don't want to go tonight."

"You are very tired today, go to my place to give you a massage."

As soon as Chu Shangluo heard about the massage, he thought of the last time he fell asleep, and Ren Jiaoming used the massage to mess with him.

"Massage? Damn it! Tell me about your last massage?"

Ren Jiaoming took the coat and put it on for Chu Shangluo, bowed his head and tied the cuff buttons for him, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Chu Shangluo: "..."

Ren Jiaoming said: "Okay, I got it, I won't mess around today."

"I don't believe you."

Chu Shangluo jumped off the table and walked out the door. Ren Jiaoming followed behind him and said, "I have a bottle of 82 Lafite at home."

Chu Shangluo slowed down.

Ren Jiaoming continued: "Cook your favorite dishes at night, and next week I will discuss Mr. Lin's difficult order."

Chu Shangluo finally wavered, thinking that it would be bad for Ren Jiaoming to know him too well, all his weaknesses and preferences were pinched.

He didn't respond, and kept letting Ren Jiaoming hang out in the parking lot. He didn't let go until he got into the car: "Then let's go, but it's okay, I'm tired and don't want to do it anymore, you know?"

Ren Jiaoming kissed Chu Shangluo's lips, "Yes."

It was almost ten o'clock when we arrived at Ren Jiaoming's house, the two of them had a hard time at the company and neither of them had dinner.

Ren Jiaoming first calmed down Chu Shangluo's emotions, squeezed his shoulders and beat his legs until Chu Shangluo fell asleep, and then he walked out of the bedroom and went to the kitchen to cook.

When Chu Shangluo woke up, the food was fragrant. He sat up and rubbed his cervical spine, which was always aching, and found it much more comfortable.

Ren Jiaoming didn't mess around this time.

Chu Shangluo became much more energetic, and walked out of the room. There were freshly made dishes on the table, and he liked everything.

After dinner, Chu Shangluo went to take a shower, and Ren Jiaoming followed: "I'll help you."

Chu Shangluo immediately refused: "No need, I can do it myself."

In fact, Chu Shangluo didn't have that much demand for that, especially when he was tired, he didn't want to at all.

When he came out of the shower, he was brushing his hair while walking to the bedroom, and saw Ren Jiaoming's precious carved soft couch.

Chu Shangluo still hadn't forgotten the unpleasant memories about this soft couch back then, and was about to leave when Ren Jiaoming, who came over at an unknown time, held down his waist and pushed him onto the soft couch.

Ren Jiaoming tightly grasped Chu Shangluo's wrist and bullied him.

Chu Shangluo: "???"

Soon this exquisite ancient soft couch ushered in a storm that it should not have endured.

When Chu Shangluo returned to the bed from the soft couch, it was already two hours later.

It was almost midnight, Chu Shangluo drooped his eyelids, and didn't want to move his tired fingers.

Ren Jiaoming was full of energy, and after tucking in the quilt for Chu Shangluo, he did not leave for a long time.

Chu Shangluo yawned and wondered: "What's the matter? Yesterday you lingered and didn't leave, and it's still the same today. If you don't want me to live in your room, you can change to the guest room for me."

Ren Jiaoming: "No need."

"Then what are you doing? You can't sleep with me if you stay here. Don't you have a cleanliness and don't like it?"

Ren Jiaoming: "..."

"Forget it." Chu Shangluo closed his eyes.

Ren Jiaoming looked at Chu Shangluo for a while, then turned and went out.

History is always strikingly similar, that's how Chu Shangluo chased him last time.

When Chu Shangluo fell into a drowsy sleep, he vaguely felt a gaze staring at him.

He opened his eyes and saw Ren Jiaoming standing in front of him with a pillow in his arms.

Chu Shangluo thought he was dazzled and dreaming. He rubbed his eyes and saw that what was in front of him was not a dream. He wondered, "Why are you back again?"

Ren Jiaoming seemed a little embarrassed: "The bed in the guest room is broken, and I can't sleep anyone."

"Nonsense, can the mattress still be broken?" Chu Shangluo really didn't want to wake up, but still went to the guest room where Ren Jiaoming lived to have a look in a daze.

The seemingly solid bed unexpectedly had a large hole in the middle, as if it had been smashed by an external force, and it was impossible to sleep on the bed alone.

Ren Jiaoming observed Chu Shangluo's reaction and said, "I have no place to sleep."

Seeing Ren Jiaoming's words without changing his face, Chu Shangluo suddenly understood that Ren Jiaoming did this because he wanted to sleep with him.

Chu Shangluo didn't intend to expose Ren Jiaoming, so he nodded: "Let's go."

Back in the bedroom, as soon as Chu Shangluo lay down, Ren Jiaoming lay beside him.

Ren Jiaoming smelled of refreshing body wash, Chu Shangluo turned off the light, "Your body wash smells good."

They couldn't see each other clearly in the dark, Ren Jiaoming wrapped his arms around Chu Shangluo's waist.

Chu Shangluo was embraced by Ren Jiaoming, and with his head pressed against Ren Jiaoming's chest, listening to the beating heartbeat inside, he said, "What do you want to say, are you really not tired?"

Ren Jiaoming didn't respond, he rested his chin on the top of Chu Shangluo's head, touched Chu Shangluo's hand and interlocked his fingers.

Chu Shangluo felt awkward and wanted to pull his hand back, but Ren Jiaoming gripped it tightly.

Chu Shangluo didn't know why he was holding onto his hand so persistently, but he let it go if he couldn't break free.

After sleeping until midnight, Chu Shangluo woke up and found that Ren Jiaoming's hand was still tightly clenched.

As long as he moved, Ren Jiaoming's brows would frown slightly.

In the silent night, Chu Shangluo was depressingly studying how to pull his hand out, when Ren Jiaoming suddenly said something vaguely.

Chu Shangluo moved his ears closer to him, and only then did he hear what Ren Jiaoming said: "Don't let go."

Chu Shangluo was a little dazed, and seemed to understand why Ren Jiaoming was so persistent in grabbing his hand, probably because he let go of Ren Jiaoming's hand many times before, and used the tip of the wine bottle to threaten him with death, Ren Jiaoming must have been frightened by him.

Chu Shangluo was in a mixed mood, and finally lay back on the bed, letting Ren Jiaoming's other arm that came over to hold him tightly.

It turned out that in this love, he was not the only one who was frightened.

The more one loves, the more one fears.

The author has something to say: Tuiji Youwen "I Can't Leave After Marriage with the Richest Man" Author: Qi Nianyu (ID: 5782004)

Copywriter:

The fast-travel mission Zhuang Liu, after experiencing 999 worlds, has accumulated countless points and retired from the fast-travel administration with honor.

——He can choose an ordinary world to retire in.

Zhuang Liu's dream is very simple, he just wants to live the simple life of the rich.

So, he wore it on the body of a wealthy young master with the same name and surname.

The young master has good looks and has a mine at home.

The only bad thing is that this young master has already married the richest man.

……get married.

Zhuang Liu: When can we leave?

At this moment, he was told that he was not his own.

The real young master of the dealer is about to be taken back, and he is about to lose his identity as the rich young master and the richest wife.

Everyone was gloating, waiting for Zhuang Lie, a fake young master, to be kicked out of the dealer and abandoned by Zong Yutang.

The result—they saw that Zong Yutang favored Zhuang Lie to heaven.

The friend persuaded: Zhuang Liu is a fake young master, not your original marriage partner, why don't you divorce him?

Zong Yutang smiled dotingly: I want Zhuang Lie, not his identity as the young master of the Zhuang family.