My little boyfriend is cruel and obedient

This night's fault tolerance can be said to be torn apart the gift that Jiang Biegu gave me over and over again. The gift giver may feel that he is a little bit wrong, so he has a high degree of cooperation throughout the whole process, and he will not be angry no matter how he unwraps it, so that the gift is lost in the end. awareness.

In a daze, I felt that fault tolerance picked me up carefully to wash, the movements were very gentle, and I was a different person from when I opened the gift just now.

Indeed, she should be gentle, since she has devoted herself so much.

When returning to the bed, Jiang Biegu woke up for a short time, still not forgetting the emotion of forgiveness, grabbed his hand and asked him not so clearly:

"Are you still angry?"

"Sleep." Tolerance kissed him: "If you're not tired, take it apart again."

Jiang Biegu hooked the corners of his lips, and coquettishly said, "Wrist hurts."

In the next second, Rong Rong's palm touched it, and squeezed it gently for him. Jiang Biegu seemed really tired, and fell asleep within a few seconds, and didn't even respond to Rong Rong calling him.

Before the light was turned off, taking advantage of the dim light, he carefully took his hands out of the quilt and took a look. There were indeed some red marks on his wrists. According to the experience during this period, such marks were destined to become bruised tomorrow. up.

But he really didn't use much strength when opening the present, it was because the present couldn't bear to break free again and again in the middle of opening the present.

But no matter how it was caused, Jiang Biegu will have to go to the company tomorrow, so if there are bruises, it's hard to explain.

Tolerance got out of bed and went to the refrigerator to get ice cubes, and then went to the bathroom to wrap a towel to wrap him in ice. The cold touch felt uncomfortable. Jiang Biegu opened his eyes and looked over, and glanced down at his wrist. Position, realizing what fault tolerance is doing, smiled:

"It's all right."

"I'm afraid there will be traces." Tolerance looked at him: "If someone asks you to sign tomorrow, it will be revealed. How do you explain it? Leave it on for a while."

After covering the red marks on both wrists for nearly half an hour, Rong fault went back to bed. Jiang Biegu had already fallen asleep, but when Rong fault came up, he subconsciously leaned towards Rong fault again, on Rong fault's shoulder. Find a comfortable position.

Fault tolerance looked down at him, liking his subconscious dependence, and kissed his forehead with a smile: "You've worked hard today, good night."

Tolerance was the first to start the next day, and he called Jiang Biegu only after the meal was ready. At first he thought he was still awake, but when he opened the bedroom door, he found that he had sat up, frowning slightly to wake himself up.

After sleeping in the same bed with him for so long, Rong Rong knew at a glance that he was angry when he got up, so he ignored him, opened the curtains, went to the bathroom to squeeze toothpaste for him, and prepared mouthwash.

When he came out after doing all these things, Jiang Biegu was still the same, and Rong Quo walked over to look at his wrist, but he didn't want to be retracted just as he touched him, and his brows frowned even deeper. He couldn't help laughing, the anger of getting up really got worse.

Don’t read it if you don’t read it, anyway, you can watch it later, so fault-tolerant got up and went to the cloakroom to sort out the clothes he was going to wear today. When he was choosing a tie from the accessories closet, he couldn’t help thinking of the time when he begged for mercy with red eyes last night. It's inevitable that my heart will itch, but I'm afraid this matter will not be easy to carry out in the future.

Going out with the clothes, Jiang Biegu was no longer on the bed, there was a voice from the bathroom, Rong Rong put down his clothes and walked over, the two eyes met in the mirror, Rong Rong smiled, without saying anything, walked over and took him another He took a look at it with his unused hand, and was relieved that he didn't see any bruises.

Jiang Biegu spit out mouthwash, and asked him with a faulty smile:

"Is there any discomfort?"

Jiang Biegu looked up at him in the mirror: "This question doesn't seem to make sense?"

"Yes." Tolerance leaned against the wall and looked at him: "If you feel uncomfortable, I won't play like this in the future. If you think it's okay, we can continue in the future."

Jiang Biegu gave him a helpless look, ignored him, continued to wash, and teased him for forgiveness:

"If you don't speak, I will treat you as okay?"

Jiang Biegu still didn't speak, he didn't tolerate mistakes and didn't insist on waiting, when he was about to go out to make the bed, Jiang Biegu made an unexpected noise, he said:

"good."

Fault tolerance stopped to look at him, and his smile deepened:

"Then, will I still come here in the future?"

Jiang Bie didn't look at him, and responded lightly: "Yes, yes."

Tolerance couldn't hold back, turned back and stood behind Jiang Biegu, pulled off the collar of his pajamas and bit his shoulder with his mouth, Jiang Biegu was already used to Tolerance biting himself from time to time, smiled and looked in the mirror For him, let him not speak.

After taking the wrong bite, I kissed that place again:

"Brother, if you spoil me so much, you will spoil me."

"If it's bad, it's bad." Jiang Biegu smiled, and patted his head with his hand: "My child, I will carry it by myself."

Jiang Biegu has been busy since that day, the sky is dark, and he often travels on business. Even when he is in Beicheng, it is already late at night when he gets off work. Of course, Tolerance loves him, but he also knows that Jiang Biegu has just returned. In the company, there are many things waiting for him to deal with, and he can't help himself.

Tolerance has never said anything, he wakes up early to make dinner and sends him out, and if he has a social meeting in the evening, he asks about the time and place to pick him up, if not, he will go to his office after class in the afternoon, and wait while studying. After he finished his work, the two of them went home together.

Jiang Bie is so busy, so he will try his best to make time for him to accompany him, even if they are busy and don't say a word, but he knows that Jiang Bie likes to be within his reach. where you can see.

Not only Jiang Biegu likes it, but also Mistake Tolerance.

It’s just that if you like it, you will inevitably overlook some things when you are busy. Jiang Biegu woke up earlier than usual this morning, but I didn’t expect Tolerance to wake up earlier than him, but there is still temperature next to him, and it’s time to leave not long.

Jiang Biegu didn't think too much, got out of bed and went to the bathroom, because there was no sound, he naturally thought that there was no one in the bathroom, but he didn't want to push the door open, so he saw fault tolerance in the shower to relieve himself.

Having never been hit like this before, Tolerance was a little embarrassed, stopped and smiled at Jiang Biegu:

"Why did you get up so early today?"

Jiang Biegu looked at him and didn't speak. He suddenly realized that since he returned to JM, almost a month had passed since the gift incident, but Tolerance had never done anything with him again. It was time for him to get busy and sleep. There are not many, and I really don't have such a thing in my mind, but I don't want to ignore fault tolerance.

Tolerant of the young age of blood, and not long after eating meat, naturally there is more demand for this aspect, but I seem to ignore him because of his love.

Jiang Biegu walked over, smiled and pulled the towel around his waist, and explained:

"It's always like this in the morning, understand?"

Jiang Biegu didn't speak, and he didn't let Rongrong want to leave. He pushed Rongrong against the wall, raised his hand and tore off his towel, and said softly:

"Sorry, I ignored your needs in this regard. There is a meeting in the morning, and the time may not be enough. I will help you in other ways first, and I will do it in the evening, okay?"

Fault Tolerant wanted to say no, but Jiang Biegu had already squatted down. He hadn't done it for so many days, and faced with such a scene, how could Fault Tolerance be able to bear it? He raised his hand and smoothed Jiang Biegu's forehead Put, tell him softly:

"Then I'll hurry up."

Jiang Biegu blinked his eyes as an answer.

Because of what Jiang Biegu said to do well in the evening, Tolerance came to the company in the afternoon, it was still early, and Jiang Biegu hadn't started working yet, he was sitting on the back of his chair with his eyes closed, and Tolerance closed the door and walked over lightly. Before reaching him, Jiang Biegu said:

"I'm not asleep, don't scare me."

"I didn't mean to scare you." Rong Cuo leaned over and kissed him: "I just want to kiss you."

Jiang Biegu smiled: "It smells like mango."

"Yeah." Tolerance put a box of fruit on the desk: "I bought a box of fruit plate and ate a piece. It tastes good."

Jiang Biegu kept smiling, but never opened his eyes. Fault Tolerance knew that he was not sleepy, but probably tired, so he didn't say anything, and went directly behind him to massage his temples. Jiang Biegu grabbed hold his hand:

"No, it's fine."

"I'm not doing it for you." Tolerance said, "I can only enjoy myself at night when you are comfortable."

Jiang Biegu laughed when he heard the words:

"Have you been thinking about this all morning?"

"Ah." Fault tolerance also responded frankly: "I've been thinking about it all the time, but don't worry, I know you are busy, and I won't toss you too hard."

Jiang Biegu didn't say a word, when Torong thought he was asleep, Jiang Biegu said:

"I'm off tomorrow and won't come to the company."

"Huh?" Tolerance was a little surprised: "Are you done?"

"It's almost done." Jiang Biegu said: "Everything that needs to be dealt with has been dealt with, and I can relax a little bit from now on."

Fault tolerance paused the movements of his hands, and smiled: "That night, I did what I thought."

"Yeah." Jiang Biegu said: "But the weather is hot, just don't leave traces where everyone can see, the rest...is up to you."

Look at him wrongly: "Anything is fine?"

Jiang Biegu replied without any hesitation: "Yes, whatever."

Because of Jiang Biegu's words "anything is fine", Fault Tolerance was a little restless all afternoon, and his eyes fell on Jiang Biegu from time to time. Jiang Biegu had always paid attention to Fault Tolerance from time to time, so he looked at himself for Fault Tolerance His eyes can always be caught several times.

This made him think of the time when he just found out that Fault Toler likes him and tested him. They are like this now, with a reception area and a desk.

It's just that at that time Jiang Biegu really didn't expect that he would have such a close relationship with this child in the future.If he had known that he couldn't escape, he wouldn't have made the child suffer for so long.

But maybe it's because of working hard for so long that the present and the future are so precious, and he can better understand fault tolerance.

Maybe it's something on my mind, whether it's Jiang Biegu's work or the subject of fault tolerance, they are all efficiently completed ahead of schedule.

Both of them packed their things and wanted to leave work early, go to have a meal first, and then go home, but Ding Cheng knocked on the door and walked in as soon as the things were packed. Seeing that both of them had packed their things, he couldn't help laughing Subscribed:

"Going off work? It seems that I came at the wrong time."

Jiang Biegu smiled: "The child is hungry and clamoring for something to eat, but he doesn't care about the few minutes, what's the matter?"

Tolerance couldn't help touching his nose because of Jiang Biegu's description, hungry?Well, I am indeed a little hungry.

But just like what Jiang Biegu said, no matter how hungry you are, these few minutes are not enough. It’s just a fault tolerance. He never thought that Ding Cheng would resign from Jiang Biegu. He walked to the desk and put an envelope in Jiang Biegu’s in front of:

"Mr. Jiang, this is my letter of resignation."

Fault Tolerance heard the words and could hardly believe what he heard, got up and walked over:

"Brother Ding Cheng, are you going to resign?"

"Yes." Ding Cheng smiled and looked at Rong Mi: "Now that JM is back in Mr. Jiang's hands, there can be no more accidents, and you will take care of me in life. My task is completed, and I want to live my own life."

Fault Tolerance didn't understand: "Task?"

Ding Cheng didn't speak, but Jiang Biegu said:

"You know I'll always need you."

"I know." Ding Cheng said: "But everything is not what I want now. I have already communicated with the personnel department about the work. They will transfer a new assistant to me as soon as possible to make the handover."

Jiang Biegu looked at Ding Cheng with reluctance, and Ding Cheng smiled when he saw this:

"It's not that we don't meet each other anymore, we're not subordinates, we're still friends."

Jiang Bie knew he couldn't keep him, so he nodded and took out a contract from the drawer:

"Sign this contract, and I agree with you to resign."

Fault tolerance didn't expect Jiang Biegu to agree. He wanted to say something, but he felt that he shouldn't say anything. Ding Cheng's words seemed to have made it clear enough that this job and his current life are not what he wants. Since they are not, For Jiang Biegu's convenience, it seems inappropriate to force him.

So Tolerance remained silent.

Ding Cheng opened the contract that Jiang Biegu handed over, stunned for a moment, and pushed it back:

"It's too expensive, I can't accept it."

"You can." Jiang Biegu said: "JM's current achievements are due to you. What's more, this is a fund established in his name. I think it's very appropriate to entrust it to you. You don't want to be with him. Will he separate?"

Ding Cheng fell silent, and after a few seconds, the circles of his eyes slowly turned red. Without saying anything, he picked up a pen and signed his name on the place where the contract was signed:

"Thank you, President Jiang."

Ding Cheng left, and Jiang Biegu sat on the back of the chair without making a sound for a long time. He didn't know what he was thinking. Later, when he came back to his senses, he saw that Rong Fault was still standing there looking at him, so he waved for Rong Fault to come, and Fault Rong walked up to him. Kneeling down in front of him to look at him, Jiang Biegu took his hand and played with it once and for all.Jiang Biegu knew what Tolerance was wondering and shocked about, so he told him before he could open his mouth:

"Ding Cheng likes Ji Mian, I've always known it."

Although their conversation just now had made fault tolerance have such a guess, but at the moment when it was confirmed, he was still shocked and speechless.

But Fault Tolerance thinks he can understand it. If he were Ding Cheng, he would probably be able to do the same. Ding Cheng, like him, has no extravagance, not even the luxury of being with the person he likes. The person you like can be good, and the person you like can be good.

But in the end, I was luckier than him, and the person I liked also liked me, but the person he liked couldn't give him any response.

"He has been taking care of me for Ji Mian, and I know it." Jiang Biegu pinched Tolerant's little finger: "Although he never told me when Ji Mian asked him to ask him, when the car accident happened, he also In the car, I was slightly injured, I guess it was about that time, now that I have come out, and you are by my side, that's why I feel that Ji Mian's final entrustment has been fulfilled."

"Now he wants to live the life he wants, and I have no reason to stop him." Jiang Biegu said.

Tolerance looked at the direction Ding Cheng left:

"But what kind of life does he want? Brother Ji Mian is gone, if you don't need his care anymore, how will he live?"

People need faith. All Ding Cheng has done in the past ten years is to take good care of the person Ji Mian likes, but if the person Ji Mian likes gets better, what will he do?Fault tolerance is a bit worrying.

"He will live a good life." Jiang Biegu said: "I gave him the Ji Mian Fund, since he accepts it, he will take good care of it, and nothing will happen."

"Brother Ji Mian hopes that you can come out, and I certainly don't want to see Brother Ding Cheng continue like this."

Jiang Biegu nodded, raised his hand to pinch his ear, and smiled slightly:

"Maybe soon he'll have another fault that will take him out."

……

When Jiang Biegu was no longer so busy, the pace of life of the two of them slowed down a lot. Although Tolerance waited for Jiang Biegu most of the time, Jiang Biegu would occasionally come to accompany Tolerance in class, even if he couldn't understand, But still accompany.

There are more and more photos of them on the Internet. In classrooms, on campus, in supermarkets, and on the street, they did not avoid anyone. They appeared openly and fell in love openly.

As for the evaluation on the Internet, they don't know much, because no matter what it is, it can't affect their lives.

Time is so fast that people can't catch its tail. I don't know how the days passed, but when I turned around, it was November 11 again.

That day, Tolerance brought bean sprouts to see Ji Mian early in the morning, put a bunch of sunflowers in front of his tombstone, and told him with a smile:

"My brother was on a business trip. He was supposed to be home last night, but he encountered air traffic control. He just boarded the plane. I'll come over first, wait for him here, and talk to you by the way."

"My brother is very good, his job is going well, he is in good health, and he has gained a couple of catties. I don't know where the idol burden came from, and he is still talking about losing weight. I didn't let it. It's good to be fatter, but I think he is During the week of the business trip, it must have been quietly reduced."

"Let him go, as long as he is happy and healthy."

... Tolerance talked with Ji Mian for a while, and when some fans came over, Tolerance took Bean Sprouts to the nearby woods for a walk. When it was close to ten o'clock, Tolerance saw a man in a black windbreaker walking along the steps Come step by step.

Fault Tolerance saw it in the woods, but didn't go over there, and patted the head of Bean Sprouts:

"In this kind of weather, you need grace and not temperature. Do you think he is cold?"

Today is really not a good weather, gloomy wrapped in the north wind, blowing people a headache.

Bean sprouts didn't respond to Rong fault, but Jiang Biegu barked twice when he stopped in front of Ji Mian's tombstone, as if to remind him that he was here. Jiang Biegu looked over and smiled at Rong fault, but Rong fault ignored him , and continued to walk with bean sprouts.

Jiang Biegu looked at Rong Fault's angry little expression, couldn't help laughing, and said to Ji Mian:

"I'm angry with me, I think I don't wear enough clothes."

Ji Mian looked at him with a smile, as if watching his joke.

"It's late, don't mind." Jiang Biegu said, "But I have to go back early. It's too cold and windy today. The child has been waiting for me here for too long. I'm afraid he won't be able to take it anymore. I'll see you sooner next time, and stay with you more."

Ji Mian didn't care about this with him, he still smiled, Jiang Biegu also smiled, and walked towards the fault tolerance in the grove.

One person and one dog were squatting with their backs to him, not knowing what they were doing, but when they got closer, they found a little squirrel not far away. The two of them were fascinated by it, but it seemed that there was a newcomer, so the little squirrel ran away immediately Tolerance felt something, turned around and looked over, met Jiang Biegu's eyes, Jiang Biegu smiled:

"Looking at me like that, do you want to go home with me?"

Tolerance was taken aback for a moment, and felt that the words were inexplicably familiar, and then thought of something, and asked him with a smile: "Is it okay?"

Jiang Biegu nodded the same as when Rong Fault asked him for the first time:

"can."

When leaving the woods and going down the mountain, Rong Fault said he was going to say hello to Ji Mian, but Jiang Biegu said he had already said so, so Tolerance didn't insist, and stood side by side with him, letting Jiang Biegu put his hands in the pockets of his down jacket, Fault-tolerant hold, a little cold, but better than expected.

"Go back and take a hot shower."

"it is good."

"Remember to wear a down jacket next time, Brother Ji Mian won't think you're ugly."

"it is good."

"Make another bowl of ginger soup? Although you may not catch a cold, just in case."

"Okay." Jiang Biegu responded with a smile.

Bean Sprout walked in front of the two of them, and turned around and barked twice, as if to remind them not to forget that there was a single dog that needed to be taken care of. Fault Tolerance heard it, and shook the leash:

"I'll give you a bowl of ginger soup when I go back."

Satisfied, Bean Sprout turned around and walked forward.

When he was halfway up the mountain, the sky suddenly began to snow. Jiang Biegu stopped and looked up, then looked back at Ji Mian on the mountain, and smiled slightly.

Fault tolerance also looked at the past, and said:

"It was the same weather when I first met you."

"Yeah." Jiang Biegu turned to look at him and said with a smile, "I'm so lucky to have met you."

Fault tolerance also smiled: "Me too."