Where is the dignity of the Lord?

The bathroom door was opened, and the warm water vapor and the smell of essential oil spread all over the floor in an instant.

A person with a gray towel on his head came out barefoot, and the wet drops of water slid down his calves to the soles of his feet, leaving dark footprints on the carpet.

Slowly wiped off the water on his face, stared at the ring and pocket watch on the table with blue eyes that became clearer after being transpired, paused, picked up the ring and put it back on the ring finger.

Pasha, who was wearing half-sleeved shorts and sitting on the bed wiping his hair, glanced at him, then lowered his head to fiddle with his phone.

Thanks to this guy who can't speak, he can almost become a superpower to translate the other person's expression.

"It's normal for the ring to have wear and tear. Just find a shop to clean and maintain it. Aren't we going out today? The car is already rented. As for the pocket watch, don't bring it. Anyway, I have already returned, so I don't need to look at the photos in it every day. With a look of nostalgia."

"You always know what I'm thinking."

"Of course, how many years do you think we've been together?"

One look and one movement.

Pasha dared to say that his understanding of this guy's life habits surpassed that of Ms. Shulia, who was his biological mother.

A smile flashed across the blue pupils, and Resid sat behind him, without saying a word, pressing his wet head on his shoulder, and Pasha wiped it for him obediently.

I don't know if it's because Reyde's nerves are too sharp, which caused him to dislike hair dryers very much, and he is reluctant to dry his hair every time he washes his hair. Of course, Pasha now, as an orc, also hates water and blowing hair.

After wiping their hair, the two of them waited for their hair to dry naturally, and Qiuqiu curled up at Pasha's feet.

Taking advantage of this time, Pasha said what he had been thinking about all night last night: "...Let's go to Ms. Xiulia's first."

The person lying on his lap glanced up at him lazily: "Why?"

"Cough, I'm still...a little nervous..."

After all, he died once and held a funeral. His parents don't know how much time and tears they shed to accept his death. The dead son suddenly appeared, and the hearts of the two old people don't know if they can bear it. live.

Even when he himself thought of going home, he felt his heart was heavy and he couldn't breathe.

"...In short, let's drive to clean the ring first, and then visit Ms. Shulia, and take advantage of fewer people when the store is about to close at night." Pasha looked down at Reyde and asked, "Is that okay?"

"Listen to you." Resid nodded.

Pasha raised the corners of his lips and heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and heard the person lying on his lap say: "Your previous driver's license should no longer be valid. The orcs only gave you an identity card, but no driver's license. So I'm here to drive, do you have the card I left for you last time?"

"Take it."

Reyde hummed lightly, raised his hand to stroke his own hair, then raised his arm to stroke Pasha's hair.

"Done, let's go."

"Ok!"

The doors and windows were closed to prevent the old wolf who was alone at home from running out, and the two went downstairs and drove away from the villa.

Follow the navigation along the street and slowly drive towards the city, the trees on both sides of the road gradually turned into crowded storefronts, when they arrived at the commercial street, the two parked the car somewhere, and found a famous jewelry store to clean the rings .

The female clerk in uniform blinked when she saw the two men coming in, her round face with light makeup and a few freckles quickly recovered from her surprise, and immediately greeted them with a professional smile.

"May I ask what do you two want to see? Buying gifts for your family or choosing yourself?"

"Clean the ring..." Reyid hadn't finished, Pasha added: "By the way, choose two gifts for women who are around 50 years old, and two cuffs or tie clips for men over 50 years old."

"Okay, two wait a minute!"

This store has a big brand, so jewelry is naturally more expensive. According to what Pasha said, it is a good performance.

The shop assistant smiled even more beautifully, and immediately turned around to look for the tray.

Reyde took two steps back and stood next to Pasha. The 1.9-meter tall man bent down, frowned and asked in a low voice who he was giving it to.

"Give it to Ms. Shulia, your father, and my parents. Otherwise, it's been so long since I came back to visit you and you're empty-handed, idiot!"

Pasha is a serious flower-growing countryman, and he is quite particular about etiquette in this area. On the other hand, Reyde didn't care much, and said, "Why don't you just bring a bunch of flowers?"

"Tulips or lilies."

"...Let me tell you, is this son dear to you, brother..."

Pasha stared at this guy's forehead and pushed him out, glaring at him: "It's a shame that Ms. Shulia raised you up and didn't throw you out. Shut up and watch me choose. In addition, your father and Shulia Ladies, tell me what you like about dressing."

When the two were talking, the clerk just came back.

She smiled and held the tray lined with velvet, and said with white gloves on her hands: "Please take off the rings and put them on the tray. The cleaning and maintenance will take about 10 minutes. During this period, I will introduce the products to you two." ,May I?"

"Well, please excuse me."

"You're welcome."

Two gold rings with plain rings fell on the tray, and the clerk's eyes flashed a hint of cunning. It really is a male couple!So rare!

With a little wonder in my heart, the shop assistant smiled professionally and handed the tray to her companions, and went to the counter to introduce the women's jewelry in the store to them.

Pasha asked for Reisyd's opinion, and chose two necklaces, one with pearls, this one is more suitable for the fair-skinned and elegant Ms. Shulia, and one with platinum ornaments hung with the same platinum material, this one For his mother.

And tie pins for Reyceyd's dad, and cuffs for his dad.

In fact, his father often works in the kitchen and doesn't wear a suit very much, but Pasha has a small wish in his heart, and the cuffs are a beautiful part inside, I hope... can be used...

Half an hour later, the two put on the wedding rings that had been maintained and re-radiated like new products, and returned to drive with the small bag under the enthusiastic service of the shop assistant.

Ms. Shulia was also training with Lart and the coach in the club. When they passed by, Lart finished skating a piece and collapsed on the seat like a dog from exhaustion.

Except for a few staff members, there are no outsiders in the contracted club.

When Pasha was holding the freshly bought flowers when he got off the car, and Reyde was responsible for entering the venue with two small bags, Ms. Shulia turned her head and saw that they were startled, and randomly raised a happy smile.

"Reyid! Pasha!"

Lat, who was vomiting his soul, woke up suddenly when he heard the familiar name, and turned his head to look at Pasha with a click at a speed that was about to fall.

Just when Pasha was about to say hello with a smile, Lat's eyes burst into tears, this word is really not an exaggeration, he really spewed out two tubes of tears and yelled and flew towards Pasha.

"mom----!!"

The pasha who was embraced full of arms said, "...beloved son."

Rat's face was deformed by being pushed by Reyde, who was in the black air, and he didn't let him go. He cried and complained that the coach was a pervert, his beard was ugly and dirty, and he only had broccoli and boiled chicken breast for dinner, idol The training video movements are so perfect it's disgusting.

Without any scruples, the perverted coach he spoke of stood behind him, and the disgustingly perfect idol he spoke of was raising his fist high and planning to tattoo him with two dark circles under his eyes for free.

It can be said that the little prince who stepped on thunder is also the most beautiful dancer in the minefield today.

Hearing the last Pasha and Ms. Shulia couldn't hold back their laughter.

"Hahaha, you."

The pasha stroked his blond hair.

【The author has something to say】:.

The condition has finally improved recently.

I plan to make a cover for the new article, or my favorite black, I found that most of my covers are black, I really like black...