I am super sweet when I get the certificate [Transmigration Book]

The night was so quiet that they could hear each other's heartbeats, Jiao Tang unconsciously rubbed against Shen Cifeng's body, almost sticking to him.Through the pajamas, Shen Cifeng could feel his cold hands inadvertently flicking his wrists, as if countless tiny electric currents rushed through his body.

The light scent of iris is more imaginative than musk, like a naughty cat's tail passing over the tip of the heart, making people angry.

Not long ago, Jiao Tang "washed his face with tears" and "insomnia all night" for Zhou Minghui, and the first night of their contracted marriage, he is now looking for a lifebuoy?Thinking of this, Shen Cifeng's face darkened.

Closing his eyes, he took several deep breaths, and the fragrance of irises did not weaken, but became more intoxicating.Opening his eyes again, he stared at the Jiaotan's sleeping face for a while, and without knowing the reason, he stretched out his hand naturally, and scratched the nose of the person immersed in the sweet dream gently.

Xu felt itchy, the sleeping person unconsciously wrapped his arms around his neck, blew the scent of flowers on the neckline of his pajamas, closed his eyes and rubbed against his arms.

Their marriage contract seemed to have missed a few important points and didn't discuss it, Shen Cifeng thought so, and hugged him horizontally.

Gently placing the person on the quilt, Shen Cifeng bent down, and the two of them were so close that their breath blended together. He could clearly see the fluff on Jiaolan's face and the corners of his eyes that seemed to be stained with rouge.

The prey who fell into the trap didn't know anything about it. Jiao Tang slept soundly, breathing steadily, her fluffy black hair was softly scattered on the snow-white pillow, and the loose neckline of the pajamas could see the faintly visible spot on the collarbone. There was a hint of a smile on his rosy lips, and he was still clutching the corner of his clothes with one hand.

Clouds obscured the moonlight.

Shen Cifeng pushed open the door, Jiao Tang hugged the pillow and stretched out his hand to him, his eyes seemed to reflect the stars.

The man's collar was slightly open, the jade white set off a bit of charming red, and the fragrance of irises filled the air...

The distance between the two is getting closer.

Tears slipped from the corners of Jiao's eyes, and small flowers bloomed on the white pillow. His knuckles were white, elegant like a swan with wings spread.

The more he cried, the more fierce Shen Cifeng became.

Everything in the dream was so real, and the two of them clasped their fingers together. Shen Cifeng seemed to be able to see his own image reflected in his tearful black eyes, and there was nothing but scorching sobs in his ears, and he wanted to make him cry. more ruthless.

Shen Cifeng suddenly opened his eyes, in his arms, the sleeping face was sweet and pure.

Sitting up quietly, he took a cold shower in the bathroom, looked at himself in the glasses, and threw the clothes into the washing machine with a blank expression.

Lying down again, he consciously sleeps on the edge of the bed, trying in vain to keep a "safe distance" from Jiao Tang.

Unexpectedly, when he closed his eyes, the sleeping Jiao Tan let out a murmur and rolled softly into his arms.

Shen Cifeng: ...

The cold shower was useless, he gave up on himself and turned around, facing Jiao Tang face to face.The bright moonlight shone on the man's face, Jiao Tan was breathing steadily, his eyes were lightly closed, and his face was peaceful and gentle.

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The morning sun penetrated the dark clouds and sprinkled a golden glow in the house.

This may be the first time that Jiao Tan slept so comfortably after time travelling.

When he opened his eyes, his whole body was warm, and the fatigue and fear tortured by the nightmare seemed to be dispelled by the bright sunshine, and he couldn't help shrinking into the warm blanket.But when he turned his head to one side, he faintly noticed something wrong: this was not his room.

There was a faint scent of pine on the pillowcase and quilt cover. He held his breath and looked to the other side, almost not being scared to roll off the ground: Shen Cifeng was sleeping next to him, with his eyes closed, and their feet were still touching. Just like real couples.

The scene before he fell into a coma flooded into his mind, Jiao Tang's mind "boomed", and he glanced inside the quilt like a thief. Fortunately, there was nothing under the quilt.At this time, he realized later that his fingertips were still pinching the corner of Shen Cifeng's clothes.

Biting his lip, Jiao Tang quietly withdrew his hand, gently lifted the quilt, and was about to step on the ground.In the quiet bedroom, a deep voice suddenly sounded: "Are you awake?"

Jiao Tang covered his head, seriously considering whether to change his life in another city, and then heard the voice behind him: "Your face is very red, and you feel uncomfortable?"

Turning back as if looking at death, Jiao Tan peeked through the slits leaking from his fingertips, and took a breath: Shen Cifeng, who had just woken up, slid off his pajamas when he got up, revealing well-trained muscle lines, which seemed to beat with his breath.

Why didn't I find him so predictable before?Is it worth it to think so?

stop!What are you thinking? !Jiao Tang squeezed his face hard: "Well, last night..." His words stopped abruptly because of Shen Cifeng's next actions.

"It's red." Shen Cifeng frowned, raised his hand, and rubbed the place where he pinched himself with his fingertips. His white and smooth cheeks were pinched red and slightly hot.

His voice was hoarse as if he had just woken up, his fingertips brushed his skin with calluses, a little itchy, Jiao Tan forgot to hide, and asked ignorantly, "You don't mind, do you?"

There was a doubt in Shen Cifeng's eyes, as if he didn't understand, don't you mind?

The sound of knocking on the door of "Tu Tu Tu Tu" broke through the gradually delicate atmosphere in the bedroom, Jiao Tang turned his head, avoiding Shen Cifeng's hand inadvertently, and didn't notice the man's eyes paused.

The voice of the cooking aunt came from outside the room: "Mr. Shen, Mr. Jiao, there is a guest outside. They say they are the housekeeper of the Jiao family. Do you want him to come in?"

The butler is here? !Jiao Tang pulled the quilt subconsciously to cover himself, then stopped suddenly: Why is he guilty, isn't this trying to cover up?They obviously did nothing!

Not letting go of his small movements, Shen Cifeng withdrew his hand calmly, stood up, picked up the clothes hanging on the side and put them on him, and said to his aunt: "Please let him in."

So, when the butler was welcomed by his aunt, he saw Jiao Tang coming out of Shen Cifeng's room, wearing a coat that was obviously too big.

"Master Xiaotang." The housekeeper noticed the blank expression on Jiao Tang's face, and said tacitly: "The old man asked me to bring a gift to see you, are you used to staying on the first night?"

"It's okay." Jiao Tang intuitively felt that this was an inspection called a visit, and responded: "It's so early, it's hard work, you sit down and have a sip of tea first, and I'll go wash up."

Jiao Tang just entered the bedroom, Shen Cifeng had already changed his clothes and opened the door, the housekeeper stood up and greeted him, after exchanging pleasantries, he whispered: "The Shen family's situation is not good recently, the old man wants to tell you, be careful."

Unfortunately, this sentence was heard by Jiao Tang who had just left the living room: "What happened to the Shen family?"

Shen Ci said calmly: "It's nothing, it's just about to go bankrupt."

Jiao Tang:? ? ?

The butler didn't stay for too long and left with an excuse. After the two had breakfast, Jiao Tang comforted Shen Cifeng and said, "Don't worry, I can take care of you."

Shen Ci was a bit dangerous and couldn't hold the cup steadily: Thank you, thank you?

Jiao Tang explained with a smile: "Don't get me wrong, since we have already obtained the certificate, we can speak up if we have any difficulties."

It was the first time that someone directly said "can support him", Shen Cifeng was calm on the surface, but he didn't know how many waves were blowing in his heart, and pretended to be casual: "I don't work in the Shen family company, so I won't be affected."

Generally speaking, it is natural for the children of rich families who are not popular anymore to take a part-time job in the company to receive pocket money. Jiao Tang did not expect that the Shen family didn't even do superficial work, and they didn't know what to say for a while, but they heard Shen Cifeng say: " You really don't mind raising me?"

Thinking he was joking, Jiao Tang refused to admit defeat and said, "Of course I don't mind. I've always wanted to raise a canary, and you're a good fit." Facing the look in that person's eyes, my heart trembled, and I withdrew my hand resentfully, and said firmly, "I don't mind raising more people."

"Go more?" Shen Cifeng squinted his eyes, and the scenes of last night floated in his mind again, and said meaningfully: "How many?"

When he was still teasing himself, Jiao Tang puffed up his face and turned his head away: "I won't tell you."

After breakfast, Jiao Tang saw Shen Cifeng sitting on the sofa and turning on the computer, and asked suspiciously, "Don't you have to go to work today?"

"Marriage leave." Shen Cifeng raised his eyes, "Working at home."

Jiao Tang would misunderstand: "Oh, I remember, it was said in the contract that I will go to the balcony." Shen Cifeng especially emphasized the issue of private space yesterday, and they all agreed that they should especially respect each other's alone time when living together. For example, they should not disturb each other when they are working.

Picking up the milk tea in a hurry, Jiao Tang closed the French windows of the balcony, sat down on the swing in the small garden, and quietly swiped his phone.Shen Cifeng seemed uncontrollable, and his eyes drifted to the balcony without paying attention.

The sun was like a layer of golden veil, softly wrapping around Jiao Tang's body, giving it warmth.He was wearing a loose pajamas, the slipped collar revealed the infinite spring under the tail of his hair, his slender and tender ankles swayed like kicking water, and his white jade-like toes were slightly raised.

For the first time, Shen Cifeng felt that the work at hand was unbearably boring.

When Jiao Tang swiped the new email on his mobile phone, he was so excited that he almost couldn't sit still. He just remembered to tell Shen Cifeng, and then he heard the French window behind him being opened: "Is there something wrong?"

"Someone invited me to participate!" He stepped on the tiles with bare feet, his round and full toes slightly curled up, and raised his mobile phone in one hand: "Although it is a municipal competition, the excellence award will be displayed at the local tourist landmark."

"Congratulations." Shen Cifeng said sincerely, and did not forget to ask: "You have already embroidered one, are you busy?"

What he meant was that Lei Ze's painting appointment could be put aside for a while, but unexpectedly, Jiao Tang keenly caught something wrong in the words, and asked, "How do you know?" Because the "financial master" required everything to be kept secret before handing over the painting , I have not told anyone about accepting Lei Ze's invitation.

Careless, Shen Cifeng also reacted quickly: "I work in Lei Ze, and Song Zifeng is my old classmate."

The name he mentioned was Lei Ze's chief assistant who contacted Jiao Tang at that time. Jiao Tang suddenly realized, and asked curiously: "Then have you met their boss?"

Shen Cifeng remained motionless like a mountain: "What?"

Jiao Tang sat down on the swing with him, and said casually: "It is said on the Internet that this company is eyeing the power of the Shen family."

Shen Cifeng is as stable as Mount Tai: "It may be eye-catching gossip."

"Be careful." After accepting Lei Ze's custom-made contract, Jiao Tang searched the company's information, but found nothing except that it was a famous and wealthy owner: "I see that there is no information about their boss on the Internet, only It is mentioned that this company is a dark horse in recent years, our apartment and the surrounding business district all have his investment, so he should be a powerful person."

"It's quite powerful." Shen Cifeng suppressed the raised corner of his mouth, "Don't worry." Bringing the topic back to embroidery, "I suggest that you can ask Lei Ze to delay the delivery of the painting. As far as I know, this picture Don't worry, artworks need time to be carefully polished, I, ahem, the other party can understand." Anyway, "the person is in his hands", and he doesn't want Jiao Tang to work too hard for rush work.

"Really?" Jiao Tang thought for a while, "I'll ask Mr. Song later."

Sure enough, as Shen Cifeng said, Assistant Lei Ze expressed his full understanding of his postponement of the delivery date, and even extended another two weeks on the basis of the date he proposed.Completely relieved, Jiao Tang had one more thing to do before starting to prepare for the competition - in the afternoon he made an appointment with the best hospital in the city, hoping to solve the problem of insomnia.

After tossing about various tests for a long time, the doctor took dozens of pages of documents and held up his glasses: "Mr. Jiao, so far, everything in your body is normal." : "Or consider enrolling in psychology?"

Jiao Tang forced a smile: "Thank you, I will think about it." No matter which world you are in, if you say that you are from time travel, you will definitely be thrown into a mental hospital.

It was already dinner time when they got home. During the meal, the two of them had their own thoughts and were extremely quiet.

This balance was maintained until before going to bed, when Shen Cifeng knocked on the door of Jiaotan's study: "Is it convenient?"

"Of course." Just finished drafting the drawing, Jiao Tang glanced at the hot milk he handed over, and said happily, "Thank you." After taking a sip of the milk, Jiao Tang left a circle of "white beard" on his upper lip, which made his voice sound like a joke It seemed childish, "What's the matter?"

Shen Cifeng sat down opposite him, and asked straight to the point: "What are your requirements for sharing the same bed after marriage?"

The study was so silent that the sound of the night wind blowing the window screen could be heard.

After marriage, sharing the same bed, request, every word is like an RPG rocket launcher blasting into Jiao Tang's mind.

Seeing his dumbfounded look, Shen Cifeng kindly explained: "It was my negligence that we didn't discuss this issue the day before yesterday."

The reason Shen Cifeng put forward was equally reasonable. Although it was an accident last night, the two had already obtained their certificates after all, and they would hold a wedding in the future. It would be a matter of time before they shared the same bed.

"That's what I said," Jiao Tang tried hard to regain his sanity from being bombed, "However, you also saw last night that I sometimes have nightmares and worry that I will disturb you."

Shen Cifeng said calmly: "You said in the morning, 'Since we have obtained the certificate, we can just talk about any difficulties'. After you slept in my room last night, did you still have nightmares?"

Jiao Tang shook his head.

Shen Cifeng persuasively said: "Do you agree to make this a part of the principle of mutual benefit?"

Jiao Tang: Seems to make sense.

Moreover, last night in Shen Cifeng's room, she slept very soundly.

Knowing that he was persuaded by himself, Shen Ci asked smoothly, "And, can you accept sex after marriage?"

Jiao Tang thought that the first question was shocking enough, but who would have thought that the real "beast" was behind him, and he put his hand on his forehead, trying not to make his voice tremble: "It depends on what is not harmonious?" Could this be Shen Ci? The "mutual benefit" that Feng mentioned in the marriage rules?How about a little excitement? !

Shen Cifeng raised his eyebrows: Could it be that he was in harmony with others before?

He accepted by default, Shen Cifeng continued to ask: "Acceptable frequency?"

Jiao Tang licked his lips: "It depends on your mood...and your physical condition."

Shen Cifeng: No lower limit and upper limit?

So, this night, the two of them lay down with their clothes on, Shen Cifeng turned off the light and said politely: "Is it okay now?"

Jiao Tang's face was "cooked" and he pinched the corner of the quilt: "Yeah."