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Tan Qiu followed behind Jiang Beimu anxiously all the way, but he raised his head and glanced at Jiang Beimu's face, seeing that there was no big disturbance, and he was a little relieved when he walked ahead with a straight face.

Although Jiang Beimu seemed to be still angry, it wasn't too bad, at least Tan Qiu felt that it was within his expectations, as long as he coaxed him well.

With such thoughts in mind, the three of them returned to Jiang's mansion quickly. Jiang Beimu handed the sundries he bought to the servant who greeted him at the door, and with a few simple instructions, the servant took the sundries and left without hesitation. .

There were only two or three maids cleaning the Wanqiu Pavilion. Seeing Jiang Beimu come back with a sullen face, they bowed their heads tactfully and bid farewell, running as fast as they could.

Tan Qiu followed Jiang Beimu back to the house step by step, not forgetting to close the door behind him.

"master……"

Jiang Beimu took off his cloak and hung it aside, walked to the study next to the bedroom and sat down, picked up an account book and opened it, but did not respond to Tan Qiu's voice, twirling the corners of the pages with his fingers, flipping through the book casually. Page.

Tan Qiu stood beside the bed, stretched out his hand to lift the hanging curtain, and quietly looked at Jiang Beimu's face.

"Brother Mu..."

Tan Qiu leaned forward in a flattering manner, leaned against the desk, put his hands on Jiang Beimu's shoulders lightly, and pushed.

Jiang Beimu didn't move like a mountain, turning the book again with his fingertips, but his eyes didn't fall on the page, he just stared at the table, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the past, even if Jiang Beimu was angry, he would never ignore him. This made Tan Qiu a little at a loss. After all, Jiang Beimu could handle accusations and dissatisfaction, but he didn't know how to coax someone who didn't like him. Take care of his people.

What's more, this person is Jiang Beimu.

For some reason, Tan Qiu suddenly felt aggrieved. He was fine yesterday, but today he just sneaked away to buy something, and they were all on the same street, so how could he ignore him?

Could it be that Jiang Beimu is also the kind of person who starts in chaos and ends up giving up?After tasting it, it starts to feel dull?

The more Tan Qiu thought about it, the more angry he became, unaware that their thoughts were galloping in two different directions like wild horses running wild.

"Don't look at it!" Tan Qiu angrily reached out and pulled the account book out of Jiang Beimu's hand, and threw it aside, "What's so good about the account book, I haven't read enough in the shop."

Only then did Jiang Beimu react, and he gave Tan Qiu an inexplicable look, as if he wanted to say something, but hesitated to speak.

Tan Qiu was even more annoyed by his appearance, "Why, it's only been a while since you started throwing faces at me and ignoring me. Didn't you yell at me in bed last night? Could it be that you still want to Abandoned from beginning to end?”

As a man, Tan Qiu knew that some people would lose their taste even if the meat was full of mouth, but he never thought that Jiang Beimu was also such a person, and his angry words were somewhat complaining.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Beimu pondered for a moment, looked at Tan Qiu with deep eyes, and then said in a low voice: "If you feel regretful, I won't force you."

Tan Qiudeng was stunned in place, Jiang Beimu's words were really endless, which made him unable to react for a while.

"Since you woke up this morning, you seem to have been avoiding me, even in the shop. Not long after I entered, you left with an excuse. I can't think of any other reason for you to avoid me." Jiang Bei Muwei sighed inexplicably, and his whole body seemed to relax a lot, as if pouring out the backlog of things in his heart.

"I know that you are wronged by following me. After all, I was half-forced to you at the beginning. Whether you really want to live with me or just want to play tricks on me for fun, I will admit it. I will give you the jade bracelet." I thought about it for a long time, and when I saw that you accepted it, I just took it as your agreement, but now that I think about it, it’s my fault that I couldn’t ask you whether you agree or not.”

"If you have...other ideas, you can also bring them up. Zheng'er likes you very much, at least for Zheng'er's sake, I won't do anything to you."

After Jiang Bei murmured, he looked at Tan Qiu, and the anger that had been suppressed just now disappeared, and he returned to his usual indifference.

But Jiang Beimu's words made Tan Qiu hit him head-on with a stick.There was chaos in my mind, and it took me a long time to react.His throat seemed to be blocked by something, but he didn't know how to open it.

Jiang Beimu actually took his shyness as an escape, thinking that he started to avoid him out of regret.

Tan Qiu didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a while.Obviously Ming Zheng'er is so old, but he is so straightforward emotionally, it can be said that he doesn't understand the slightest interest.

"Where do I have it?" Tan Qiu couldn't laugh or cry, and understood why Jiang Beimu was taciturn all the way.

Jiang Beimu looked at Tan Qiu with heavy eyes, and said nothing, but Tan Qiu understood something from his eyes, stepped forward and squatted in front of Jiang Beimu, with his hands on his knees, as beautiful as peaches and plums There was a smile on Ning Ruyu's face, "As I said, I fell in love with the master at the first sight after waking up. Isn't this a dream come true now? There is no reason to avoid it anymore. Master is this If you don’t believe me, you still don’t believe yourself.”

Jiang Beimu felt relieved for some reason when he heard Tan Qiu's words, but he still had concerns, but before he could speak, Tan Qiu snatched away the words.

"The master said just now that he didn't ask me whether I would agree or not, so I'll say it now."

"I promise, I am very happy."

Tan Qiu's eyes were full of unconcealable smiles, and the satisfaction and joy in his tone did not seem fake. Jiang Beimu's original worries were blown away by the breeze like a cloud.

Tan Qiu squatted for a while, his legs seemed to be a little numb, and he simply got up and sat on Jiang Beimu's lap very naturally, his arms loosely wrapped around Jiang Beimu's neck, and his slender and soft body leaned into Jiang Beimu's body. In Mu Huaizhong, Tan Qiu felt Jiang Beimu's body stiffen almost the moment he sat down.

Even though he had already done that thing last night, in Tan Qiu's memory, it was the first time he hugged Jiang Beimu so intimately in broad daylight. Not only Jiang Beimu was a little nervous, but also Tan Qiu Both hands and feet started to tingle.

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Feeling the firmness and generosity of Jiang Beimu's body beneath him, Tan Qiu knew how much power this body could unleash. At this moment, he was like a person who had just started meat, and he couldn't help it just by being so skin-to-skin with his lover. He began to tremble all over, longing to go further, Tan Qiu believed that Jiang Beimu definitely thought the same way.

Tan Qiu's cheeks were slightly hot, and he leaned his head on Jiang Beimu's shoulder. Jiang Beimu's heavy and rapid breathing could be heard clearly in his ears, as if he was suppressing something, but the arm was very restrained. It only lightly rests on Tan Qiu's waist.

"Master, why is your body so hard?" Tan Qiu deliberately picked out words of unknown meaning and whispered in Jiang Beimu's ear. Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, Tan Qiu clearly felt Jiang Beimu's breath, Bei Mu's hand on his waist suddenly exerted some strength, and grabbed Tan Qiu's waist.

"You..." Jiang Beimu's voice was slightly hoarse, his Adam's apple twitched, and he froze in place as if his acupuncture points had been tapped.

"My waist is still sore, master rub it for me." Tan Qiu softened his voice, coaxing Jiang Beimu to rub his waist for him, his warm and generous palms covered Tan Qiu's soft waist, and the strength was orderly Press the ground through the outer shirt.

"It's uncomfortable to press through the clothes." Tan Qiu stretched out his hand and gently pushed Jiang Beimu's hand away from his waist. As he said to himself, he untied his belt. There was a rustling sound, and the belt fell to the ground.

"Put it in and press it. It should be harder and it will be comfortable to press." Tan Qiu's clothes were loosened, with a blush at the end of his eyes, his head was resting on Jiang Beimu's shoulder, and his eyes were fixed on him. Jiang Beimu, the words that came out of his mouth seemed to be tainted with an extremely sweet and greasy fragrance, and he burrowed into Jiang Beimu's body captivatingly.

Jiang Beimu's neck was flushed red, and his left hand clenched into a fist and loosened several times, as if he was holding back something, but Tan Qiu insisted on removing the layer of rationality that he was trying to restrain.

"No... now..." Jiang Beimu still had his senses, and after several hesitations, he still couldn't put his hand in.

"Why not." Tan Qiu blinked, and without any warning, suddenly stood up, wrapped his arms around Jiang Beimu's neck, leaned forward, with the tips of his nose almost pressed together, exhaling hot breaths intertwined.

Jiang Beimu took a deep breath, and pressed Tan Qiu's shoulder with one hand, as if he wanted to push him away, but the moment his hand touched Tan Qiu's shoulder, he completely let go, although he still couldn't let go. , but already very shaken.

Tan Qiu raised his eyebrows slightly, stood up and walked away from Jiang Beimu's lap. Jiang Beimu breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly felt a little empty in his arms, and he couldn't help feeling a little regretful, but before this emotion was brewed, he immediately widened his eyes .

Tan Qiu seemed to feel that the drooping hair was in the way, so he reached out and took off the hairpin on top of his head, combed his hair twice with his fingers as a comb, then put the hairpin in, then lifted his coat and sat sideways. On the ground, facing Jiang Beimu.

"You...!" Jiang Beimu didn't know what Tan Qiu wanted to do. He was so frightened that he subconsciously looked out the window. Fortunately, there was no one outside the courtyard.

"Don't look outside." Tan Qiu pushed Jiang Beimu's outstretched hand away, and inserted his slender fingers along Jiang Beimu's five fingers like a spirit snake. The two fingers clasped tightly, and their palms touched.

"Look at me." Tan Qiu raised his eyes, smiled slightly in Jiang Beimu's direction, and then lowered his head.

Jiang Beimu immediately gasped.