The Regent always wants me to take maternity leave [Transmigration Book]

Feeling much better, he took two more cakes and walked to the desk, one for Nie Linfeng and one for himself, staring at the booklet he was editing.

Hmm, I don't understand.

Lian Yinlian gave up after a few glances, and called Fu Rui in to prepare dinner.

Nie Linfeng was not idle during the meal, he was still reading the brochure in his hand, and even Yin Lian felt a little guilty after reading it.

It's a shame that he pushed so much work to Nie Linfeng.

But it was impossible to change it, and he would be punished to death by Shun Zi.

So he became courteous and picked up vegetables and ladle soup for Nie Linfeng, which made Nie Linfeng very uncomfortable.

When it got late at night, when he was about to take a bath, Lian Yinlian felt awkward. He sat in the tub, and couldn't help but want to glance down.

Although he was using Nie Linfeng's body, why did he somehow feel like he was peeping at someone taking a bath?

But I have to say that Nie Linfeng's figure is really good, inverted triangle, with long legs and thin waist, standard eight-pack abs, and not even a little extra fat all over his body, and it's pretty good, his body, It's a man's ultimate dream.

Thinking about myself again, Lian Yinlian suddenly wanted to exercise a little bit.

He turned over, lay down on the rim of the barrel, and called out, "Nie Linfeng."

"Ah."

"Do you want to use my body to practice martial arts now?"

After he finished asking, Nie Linfeng on the other side of the screen was obviously silent for a moment, and said helplessly, "Even if I use your body to practice martial arts, you won't be able to when you come back, but... if you want to learn, I can teach you."

"I don't want it." Lian Yinlian shook his head and refused, "I just want to exercise..."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but glanced at "his" arm, how masculine was this hard muscle!

Nie Linfeng laughed when he heard the words: "Three or two days, is it considered exercise?"

"Exercising is counted as a day." Lian Yinlian said shut up, too lazy to argue with him, the sorrows and joys of workaholics and salted fish have never been connected.

After taking a bath, Lian Yinlian came out of the bathtub, but he felt a little hot from the body, so he wiped it carelessly, put on his clothes and went out, but happened to bump into Nie Linfeng who was taking off his clothes.

Lian Yinlian's random thoughts appeared in his mind instantly, his ears became hotter, and he stammered: "You, why don't you, don't wash it..."

"This is your body." Nie Linfeng paused and said helplessly, "Are you sure you don't want to wash it?"

"It's my body that doesn't want to wash. Who knows if you will..."

Lian Yinlian was talking for a while, then suddenly remembered that Nie Linfeng's kiss that night, he had treated him like that, now it's rare to have this opportunity, wouldn't he really do something? !

Thinking of this Lian Yin Lian felt even worse, he said hastily: "I'd better wash it myself!"

"you sure?"

"Sure!" Lian Yinlian nodded heavily, his expression didn't look like he was going to give someone a bath, but rather that he was about to die generously.

Nie Linfeng felt a headache again, he still couldn't understand his face showing such an expression, so he rolled his eyes and nodded in agreement.

But when he really took a bath, Lian Yinlian regretted it again.

It's okay to wipe your own back, but it's embarrassing to suffocate when you wipe your back with someone else's body, especially when you think that your body is filled with other people's souls, it's even more embarrassing. Nor is it.

He almost finished the job with his eyes closed, and then hid on the bed as if fleeing.

As for Nie Linfeng, his expression was very calm from the beginning to the end, but only he himself knew the turmoil in his heart.

He didn't know whether Lian Yinlian's body was "under control" in his hands made him more excited, or Lian Yinlian used his own body to help him take a bath, or both.

But this kind of excitement calmed down a lot when he saw Lian Yinlian shivering on the bed under the quilt.

He can't scare his Nian Nian.

Nie Linfeng walked to the bed, reached out and patted Lian Yinlian's back lightly, and coaxed: "Sleep, don't be tired."

Lian Yinlian poked his head out from under the quilt and said, "Shouldn't I tell you this? I didn't do anything today, so I'm not tired."

"I'll sleep too, otherwise your body will be tired." Nie Linfeng bent his eyes and lay down beside Lian Yinlian. There was just the right distance between the two of them, neither as close as hugging nor far away. out of reach.

Even Yin Lian still had Nie Linfeng's words in his mind. He thought about it for a long time, until the candles in the house were extinguished, and for so long that Fu Rui pushed it out silently and closed the door behind him.

Even at such a time, is it his body that Nie Linfeng cares about?

Lian Yinlian turned over, he couldn't see Nie Linfeng, but he could feel him there, like a patron saint.

Although Nie Linfeng killed himself in the original book, but he traveled through to the present, Nie Linfeng never hurt him, on the contrary, he treated him very well.

Although this kind of good, he just stole it.

For Nie Linfeng, he is the "Nian Nian" in his heart, and all the tenderness and love are given to that "Nian Nian". He is just a despicable thief hiding under this identity.

If this layer of identity is removed, what is he to Nie Linfeng?

"Nie Linfeng."

"Ok?"

"In your heart, what kind of person am I?" Lian Yinlian tried to keep his tone relaxed, as if he was just chatting, but his heart couldn't help but raised.

He was a little scared, but also a little excited.

Afraid to hear the answer, but curious about the answer.

But Nie Linfeng didn't answer him, there was only a suffocating silence entangled with the darkness, and he even wondered if he was so nervous that he suddenly lost his hearing and missed the answer.

So he listened carefully and heard his own heart beating like a drum, and heard each other's breathing.

It took a long time before Nie Linfeng's voice sounded in the darkness, it seemed to be far away, and it seemed to be close to the ear, gentle and firm: "Nian Nian, you are always the irreplaceable number one in my heart."

At that moment, Lian Yinlian seemed to hear his heartbeat slowed down by half a beat, and a small gap opened in his heart, and strange emotions flowed in from that gap, sour and astringent, making his throat hurt when he swallowed.

Nian Nian again.

Not him.

It would be nice if it was him.