Mr. Jiang's loyal dog

Jiang Zun didn't speak, and still maintained his indifference.

He turned his face violently, and ran his fingertips along his thin cheeks: "I was right, wasn't I? You said I was wrong, sir, I don't understand how I was wrong! We Isn’t the love between us real? Is there any difference between us and those men and women?”

He then smiled bitterly: "Just because of gender?"

"..." Jiang Zun took a deep breath and wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say a word.

"I love you. If you don't want to, I can be Plato with you forever. You can do whatever you want with me." His sad eyes buried his face deeply in his neck.

That kind of deep breathing, hot air, made Jiang Zun feel like a heat wave was rolling in his body.

"Just don't let me leave you." He said emotionally, sobbing sadly in his ear.

He is such a proud person, to cry so bitterly in front of her.

There was a vague sadness in Jiang Zun's heart, as if some kind of power was driving him imperceptibly, his hands touched his body, as if to comfort him.I don't know what to say.

"I said I worked hard, and I thought I could be great, but in the end I realized that I couldn't do it at all." He took his hand and put it on his chest.

He didn't tell lies, during the half a year of the cold war with him.

His ideological struggle is like an endless war.

Tan Xingxing wanted to protect him well and bury his strong feelings deep in his heart.

But when he learned that Jiang Zun was going to get married, he couldn't control his emotions anymore.

"I worked so hard, I didn't want your world to be completely destroyed. Why did you do this..." Jiang Zun was extremely helpless.

"So, do you really love me?" He looked very happy.

"..." He was silent.

Tan Xingxing acted like a child: "I asked you something, didn't I!"

He acted like a baby, even scared himself.

"..." Jiang Zun pursed his thin lips.

"So, tell me, can I let you go? I promise to sleep with you in my arms tonight. There will be no more troubles in the future."

Tan Xingxing's tone was obviously a little drunk.

He rubbed his head against his chest: "Is it okay?"

"Yes! Although I don't want to admit it." After thinking about it for a while, he said, "But..."

Tan Xingxing pecked his mouth fiercely: "That's it! I don't want to listen to the rest. Sleep, my head hurts very much now."

He said bluntly.

This is really in line with his temperament.

Why!If you don't say it, don't say it.

It's pretty good for him to sleep peacefully like this. I remember that he went crazy with alcohol before, it was really scary.

Because of the drunkenness, Tan Xingxing quickly fell asleep and even started snoring in his ears.

Jiang Zun looked sideways at his sleeping face. In fact, when he was asleep, he was still that docile little boy.So peaceful!

Hey!

He also began to be at a loss as to how to take the road ahead.

……

The next day, early morning.

Tan Xingxing snorted softly, only to realize that Jiang Zun was no longer around him. Like a child who couldn't feel safe, he shouted: "Zun, Zun, are you leaving?"

In desperation, he ran out barefoot.

"What are you going to do, cook some soup for you, or your stomach will suffer soon."

Standing in the open restaurant, he spoke very calmly, without stopping his hands.He really knows him too well, if he doesn't drink some soup in the morning, Tan and his party will soon suffer from stomach problems.

Tan Xingxing leaned against the door frame, with a hint of sweetness in his eyes.

No matter how you look at it, it has the sweet feeling of "housewife".