Don't be shy

Xie Yao agreed very suddenly, and Jiang Song was stunned for a second, until Xiao P meowed in dissatisfaction, then he came back to his senses and smoothed the kitten's hair.

"There are still two months until the Chinese New Year. City A is getting cold quickly. Why don't we take advantage of this time to move our house? Although my house is always empty, my aunt often cleans it, and I can live in it with my things."

Xie Yao: "Okay."

Xie Yao still answered straightforwardly, Jiang Song raised his head and glanced at him, then got up suddenly, gritted his teeth and reached out to ruffle his hair.

"Why are you so obedient? Are you not afraid that I will lie to you if you promised so readily?"

Xie Yao shook his head, his hair brushed against Jiang Song's palm, and he took the initiative to bury himself in the other's chest.

"No, I've been alone for too long, I just want a home."

"Want a home?"

Seeing that Xie Yao was inexplicably sad, Jiang Song wanted to cheer him up with a light topic: "If you want a family, you have to marry me."

"I can." Xie Yao raised his head, hugged Jiang Song's hand tightly, and his eyes were unprecedentedly serious.

He was a little embarrassed, and then he made love: "We have all met our parents, and we can get married."

He was so obedient, his eyes and expression were soft, it hit Jiang Song's heart, and the emotion in his chest became hotter and hotter.

Jiang Song's throat tightened, his Adam's apple rolled, and he looked down at Xie Yao slightly: "Then can I kiss you?"

Xie Yao didn't answer, but he expressed his agreement with actions, raised his head and kissed him actively, and deepened the kiss jerkyly, just like Jiang Song did to him before.

Unbelievably sweet.

Little P swayed back and forth under the feet of the two of them, his short legs stepped on the upper of the shoe, and his long tail swept over his calf, meowing softly to attract the attention of the two of them.

But the real master was busy exchanging feelings, so he didn't give him a look.

Jiang Song didn't book a hotel when he came to City C. The two stayed at Xie Yao's house until the evening, and Xie Yao hesitated to make it clear that there was only one bed in his house.

He has been single for so long, even though the house has more than one room, other places are filled with all kinds of things, and there is no way to live in it.

It was damp and cold in C City in December, and Xie Yao was reluctant to let Jiang Song go to sleep in the living room. Finally, he rubbed the hot ears, spread two new quilts on the bed, and let Jiang Song sleep with him.

The only bathroom that can be used is in Xie Yao's room. He got into bed after washing early. Today he asked for leave on Weibo, so he doesn't need to live broadcast.

At ten o'clock at night, it began to rain outside, and the rain hit the non-soundproof window panes, making a crisp sound, mixed with small flakes of snowflakes that could only be seen clearly when one looked carefully.

Xie Yao took out his mobile phone and looked through it. The sound of water in the bathroom seemed to be mixed with the rain outside the window. It was obviously very cold, but his heart was burning hot.

The entry about snow falling in city C on Weibo has already become a trending search. Xie Yao took a look at the temperature tomorrow, and it was only [-] degree. He had enough clothes at home, but Jiang Song didn't seem to change.

Either move to City A quickly, or take Jiang Song to buy some.

Xie Yao was thinking, when the door of the bathroom suddenly opened, and Jiang Song came out with steam, wearing pajamas that were obviously too short.

Two quilts were neatly spread on the bed, Xie Yao made one bed, and another bed was placed on the other side.

Jiang Song lifted the corner of the quilt and got in, leaned over and kissed Xie Yao's nose, and then lay down.

"what is this?"

Jiang Song reached out and fished in the quilt for a while, and took out a warm water bag from it.

Xie Yao turned to face him, buried under the quilt with only his head exposed, and explained: "I don't have an electric blanket at home, and the air conditioner is also broken. I'm afraid you can't stand the damp and cold here, so I put a warm water bottle for you."

He stretched out his hand from under the quilt, took the warm water bag from Jiang Song's hand and stuffed it into his quilt: "Hurry up, it's raining and snowing outside, don't catch a cold."

Jiang Song took the opportunity to grab Xie Yao's hand and touched it twice.

Xie Yao's hand was actually not cold, it could only be said that it wasn't that hot, but Jiang Song had just taken a shower and was warming all over, when Xie Yao's hand was held by him, the temperature difference was so prominent.

"Why don't you use the warm water bag yourself?"

"Hey, don't give it to me!" Xie Yao stopped him: "I've been used to it for so long, I won't be cold."

Jiang Song stopped moving, Xie Yao thought he had listened to his words, before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, Jiang Song suddenly got up from the bed again.

He went around to the edge of the bed and lifted the quilt, the cold wind made Xie Yao shiver, and then he felt the quilt wrapped tightly around his body was pulled away and flattened, and then another layer of quilt was laid on it.

The two quilts were folded together, one on Xie Yao's body, and Jiang Song, who had completed this series of operations, got in.

The other party naturally reached out to grab Xie Yao, pressed him in his arms, then tucked the quilt on his back for him, and moved the hot water bottle to Xie Yao's legs contentedly.

"That way it won't be cold."

Xie Yao's face was burning red, his heart was beating fast, and he put his forehead on Jiang Song's shoulder with a "huh" and closed his eyes.

"Go back to City A tomorrow. I just told my parents that I will take you to the Netherlands to get married."

Xie Yao gripped Jiang Song's clothes tightly: "Okay."

"Don't you regret it?" Jiang Song patted Xie Yao's vest, as if coaxing a child.

Xie Yao's voice was muffled in his chest: "I don't regret it."

He said: "Brother, I am very happy now."

Jiang Song smiled, "Go to sleep, good night."

"Good night."

He called Zhou Tian about the news of Xie Yao's move, and at the same time informed him that he had sent the wedding invitation.

Aside from Zhou Tian's yelling because he was too shocked in the middle, the other party yelled that he was going to have a stepmother, and cried for half an hour.

In the end, weeping and hiccupping, he assured him: "Dad, don't worry, I will definitely bring my whole family to support you!"

Grandma's side is already starting to transfer hospitals. Jiang Song is going to take Grandma Xie Yao to a nursing home in City A. The nurse told her the news that Xie Yao is going to get married.

Even though she was not sober sometimes, the old lady laughed when she heard Jiang Song's name, saying that her little grandson had liked him for many years.

The two planned to hold the wedding in China, so they flew to the Netherlands to prove that they went by themselves, and no one else followed.

But on the same day, Mother Jiang handed Xie Yao another card with 88 in it, and smiled and asked Xie Yao to call her mother instead.

This time Xie Yao did not refuse, he solemnly took the bank card, and called out very seriously: "Mom."

Jiang's father looked at Xie Yao coldly, he immediately understood, and called Dad.

His father immediately handed over a bank card.

The two people naturally put on a pair of rings on their ring fingers. The rings were very simple, and the inner rings were engraved with each other's initials.

Finally, they held hands and took a picture of the ring and posted it on their respective Weibo.

@gad: With my Mr.

@praise: We got married.

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