Dangerous game

On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, the taste of the new year is fading. Except for some shopping malls that still continue to have the aftermath of the Spring Festival promotion, office workers are already ready to go to work, and the streets of Beishi have finally returned to their usual busyness and congestion.

Early in the morning, Shen Munan's car was parked downstairs in the residential building. Across the road was a low-cost breakfast shop that sold some stuffed buns and noodles.

Jiang Bei had just talked to him on the phone and said he would come down soon, Shen Munan held the hand rubbing the ring by his mouth, remembering the tender whispers on the phone last night, the little lover murmured "husband" twice, his body is still The lustful desire from last night flowed.

"Tuk tuk tuk", someone was knocking on the windowpane.

Shen Munan turned his head to look, Jiang Bei was smiling at him gently through the car window.He tilted his head and signaled his little lover to get in the car.

"Wait a long time." Jiang Bei felt a chill.

Shen Munan glanced at him, the fluffy bangs are soft and soft, the eyelashes are slightly curled and curled up, the clothes are the ones sent by A Ping on the sixth day of the lunar new year, a fitted custom-made shirt, and a misty blue sweater, and the down jacket is still a fat version Yes, his frail body was covered with weakness.

"Huh?" Shen Munan handed him an oil paper bag, which seemed to be still steaming, "Breakfast."

"Thank you." Jiang Bei opened the oil-paper bag, took a bite of the steamed bun inside, and chewed softly.

"There's something to drink inside." Shen Munan reminded him.

"Well, I can't drink anymore. I ate at home this morning."

The stuffing of the steamed stuffed bun was juicy, and the crystal oil stains stuck to the corners of his mouth. Jiang Bei didn't know it. Shen Munan smiled at him, wiped off the oil stains with his fingertips, and took out a piece of paper to wipe his fingers carefully.

"I'll take pictures later, don't get your clothes dirty." Shen Munan glanced at him with a smile, and said softly, "Fasten your seat belt."

Jiang Bei obeyed.

The eighth day of the lunar new year is an auspicious day. It was only a quarter past eight o'clock, and there was already a long queue in the waiting area of ​​the Civil Affairs Bureau.Most of them are young couples who are tired and crooked, sticking their shoulders together reluctantly, and touching their heads together. Shen Munan always pays attention to his demeanor on occasions. He only gently wraps his arms around Jiang Bei's waist, not too intimate.

Waiting is a long process, and Jiang Bei was bored, "Just wait in line, I'll sit on the chair over there for a while."

Shen Munan hummed monotonously.He looked at Jiangbei's carefree back, and suddenly felt a sense of boredom in his heart.

There is a row of seats on the right side of the hall entrance. Jiang Bei walked to the innermost chair and sat down. The sun shone in from the French windows behind him. It was warm and warm, and the back of his head was dizzy. I didn't feel that it was meaningless, and I didn't feel right or left.

After being bored for a while, he decided to call his mother.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Bei stared at his new shoes.

Mother Jiang might be busy with something, there was a sound of ding ding dong dong, full of energy, "Just after breakfast, your aunt invited me to her house to play mahjong."

"I saw Uncle Zhao in the community yesterday. His son and wife are back. I heard that he wants to find a companion for his father."

Mother Jiang's tone changed, "Really?"

"Really." Jiang Bei likes to play poor with his mother, mother and son are indistinguishable, "His son has planned this for a long time, he registered Baihe.com for his father early in the morning, and our uncle Zhao is now a senior member , you say you are not angry!"

"Where are you now?"

"I'm in the studio. Mom, don't tease Uncle Zhao. If you two really want to get along, hurry up."

Jiang's mother pretended to be angry, and her tone was cheerful: "I'm so bored, will you come back for dinner today?"

"I won't come back. My roommate who shared the rent came back today and said he wanted to treat me to dinner."

"Okay, okay, hang up, I'm in a hurry to go out."

Jiang Bei didn't tell his mother about obtaining a marriage certificate with Shen Munan. The man asked him what kind of wedding he wanted to have, Chinese or Western style.reason? "The wedding can be avoided, my mother doesn't like you."

That's what Jiang Bei told Shen Munan at the time, without any scruples and without restraint, he almost ran amok with the inexplicable anger between his chest and diaphragm, at worst, let the stupid man be his unjust victim, he didn't want to care about it.

But after a long silence, the man actually compromised.

The line was almost up to Shen Munan. Jiang Bei got up from his chair and walked to the man, patted his elbow, "Hurry up, there are not many people in front."

Shen Munan glanced at his watch, "It's almost nine o'clock."

Jiang Bei smiled: "I thought you would engage in privileges, join a team or something. You used to do this kind of thing a lot."

"It's only once in a lifetime, it doesn't matter if you wait."

"Is it just once, I can't tell..." Jiangbei's voice was deep, as if floating from a long distance.

Shen Munan's thin lips were pursed into a thin line, and it took a long time before he spoke: "What do you mean?"

Jiang Bei still smiled: "Hey, why are you so serious, this is the second time for me."

The corner of the man's mouth twitched, and the hidden danger factors gradually surfaced. He changed his usual seriousness and warned, "I'm just this once."

The voice was lazy and low, like a loud muffled hum from a stone smashed into the tip of the heart.

Jiang Bei was flustered, his eyeballs tilted up 45 degrees, and he glanced around from the corner of his eye. The hand around his waist was calm and retracted. Now the two of them were closer together, and Jiang Bei panicked and dodged.

Shen Munan was impatient, and said in a deep voice, "Don't move!"

Jiang Bei's eyelashes fluttered down, and now he has really tasted the pain of this storm.

"You came to marry me, raise your head." Shen Munan looked down at the curly hair, restrained his emotions, and softened his tone, "Be obedient."

The couple in front had already received their certificates and left hand in hand. The registrar waited for them numbly.

"Hurry up, the people behind are still waiting." The registrar urged.

"Raise your head!" Shen Munan persisted, his thick-wristed hand tightened even more, as if it was cut off and crushed.

Jiangbei had no way to retreat, his eyelashes gradually curled up, and he said in a low voice, "Neck hurts..."

"Give me something." Shen Munan took a bunch of documents from his little lover, including ID card, household register, and Zhou Ming's death certificate.

The registrar handed over two registration forms, waved his hand to one side, "Fill out these two forms, and then go to take pictures."

Shen Munan used a ballpoint pen to fill in the basic information on the paper, and Jiangbei's form just started. Except for the name and gender, nothing else was filled.

Shen Munan retracted his pen and eyes, tapped the table with his fingertips, and scoffed with a half-smile: "I don't know how to read? It's so slow to fill out a form."

Jiang Bei lowered his eyes, and the tip of his pen barely moved down.

The registrar had read the certificate information they submitted, and showed a strong interest in Jiangbei. It is not uncommon for a spouse to die early and remarry. This guy called "Jiangbei" took a big advantage.But looking at him like that, it seemed that he was reluctant.

There are twists and turns at the end, probably in a mess, the registrar put away his random thoughts and urged again: "Hurry up, there are still a bunch of people behind."

……

Coming out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Jiang Bei was a little out of his mind, sitting in the passenger seat without saying a word, holding the new little red book in his hand.The situation is like yesterday. Four years ago, he went home on a small electric donkey. He chatted with his husband in the backseat, but he drank a lot of northwest wind. When he got home, he started to have a stomachache. He sat on the toilet with tears and scolded the idiot. , "It's all on you, all on you, you have to answer my words..."

Shen Munan also followed his usual silence, driving at the maximum speed.

When he arrived at the villa in the suburbs, Shen Munan directly dragged the man into the bedroom, undressed, went to bed, and aggressively lingered... The man's emotions completely entered an explosive point, and Jiang Bei was tortured, crying like a little sheep throughout.

Afterwards, Jiang Bei was in a daze, his consciousness drifted away, and he curled up obediently in the man's arms, still panting and laughing, "It's so exciting..."

Shen Munan's chest rose and fell slightly, and sweat filled the air. He kissed his little lover's head, his voice hoarse, "Go to the bathroom to wash."

Jiang Bei arched into the man's arms, rubbing the man's intense sweat, "I don't wash, I want to sleep."

He knows how to make himself look more irritating, and he knows how to act like a baby, or he is a little liar who plays with emotions, luring a man to jump into the trap on the bed, so that he is willing to help him.

Really?

The game also has to be divided into opponents, and the standard of winning or losing has always been unpredictable.

The sound of rushing water came from the bathroom, and Jiang Bei slowly opened his eyes. He smelled the smell of lust in the air, and remembered the absurdity of this marriage itself.

The butler hurried over when he heard footsteps coming downstairs, "Sir, do you want to have lunch here?"

Shen Munan buttoned up his suit slowly, and said in a low voice, "I'll go to the company to eat later."

"Then..." The butler is a sophisticated person who can guess what happened in the master bedroom just now, "Does Mr. Jiang want something to eat?"

"He's still sleeping, when he wakes up, send some food up." Shen Munan fastened the last button, and said suddenly: "Let Akun make some desserts."

"Okay, Aping is right here, do you want to use the car now?"

"Call him over."

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, A Ping searched around from the kitchen and had a good meal. He only stayed in his hometown for five days this year, and hurried back to Beishi on the fourth day of the year. Jiangbei rarely used a car. On the sixth day of the year, he According to Mr. Shen's intention, he sent a set of clothes to Jiangbei. After asking, he found out that the two planned to get married.

With the social influence of their Boss Shen, he originally thought that the wedding would definitely be grand, but Jiang Bei told him that he and Shen Munan did not plan to have a wedding.Cough, it doesn't matter if they do it or not, anyway, he and Xiaohui are going to do it.

"Mr. Shen." A Ping greeted with a smile.

Shen Munan nodded.

Uncle Zhong, the housekeeper, told Aping: "Mr. Shen needs a car, so you can drive it."

"Okay." A Ping followed Shen Munan's footsteps, and said with a smile: "Mr. Shen, where are we going now?"

"go to company."

"Hey."

At the end, Shen Munan glanced upstairs, and told the housekeeper: "Let him sleep more, and call him at one o'clock."

"Okay." The butler responded.

Ah Ping quickly walked out of the villa and drove the car over, then walked around to the back seat to open the car door, met the man's well-dressed face, and said with a smile: "I heard from Mr. Jiang that you are going to get your license today."

Shen Munan bent over and sat in, "Did he tell you?"

"Yes." Ah Ping stepped on the brakes and started the ignition, "I told me on the sixth day of the lunar new year."

Shen Munan seemingly casually asked: "How do you say that?"

As the car drove on the road, Ah Ping held the steering wheel steadily, "I didn't say anything, just said that he was getting married, and invited me to have wedding candy another day, and asked when I would get married. I think Mr. Jiang was in a good mood. Leave me for dinner."

Shen Munan stroked the ring on his ring finger, and asked meaningfully: "When you went, was there no one else in his family?"

"There is a man who doesn't talk much. When I told Mr. Jiang that he was getting married, he seemed surprised. He is quite hardworking, and he did all the washing up by himself."

Shen Munan didn't answer, and the car fell into silence.

"Mr. Shen, don't you and Mr. Jiang plan to adopt a child?"

A Ping has been hanging around behind Jiangbei for a long time, and now he speaks directly, saying whatever he wants.

Shen Munan turned out of the window, "I have no such plan."

"That's right. The children are too noisy. There must be no peace at home. My girlfriend likes children quite a bit. She and I are getting married soon."

"When?"

"It will end in May." A Ping was very happy, and he talked a little too much, "If it doesn't end, she won't be able to hide her belly."

"pregnant?"

A Ping was a little shy: "I accidentally made it out. After getting married, I will listen to her at home."

Shen Munan said lightly, "Congratulations."

A Ping still stayed on the topic of marriage and children, full of interest, talking about the crib in the wedding room and so on, the boy and the girl have not yet been determined, and the baby's clothes have been bought a lot, Shen Munan fell silent, and asked after a while: "Would he like children?"

This stunned Ah Ping, he said to himself patronizingly, not paying attention to Shen Munan's reaction at all, "Boss Shen, do you mean Mr. Jiang?"

Shen Munan did not speak, his eyelids were half closed, and his crossed fingers moved slightly.

A Ping asked himself and answered: "I definitely like it. Besides, children are emotional catalysts. Mr. Jiang is not engaged in art. Those who do their business must be full of childlike innocence."

Shen Munan raised his eyelids, and coldly glanced at A Ping, the driver, "Really?"

When I came back at night, it was already late at night, and the villa was dark and silent.

Shen Munan walked towards the second floor, the wall lamps in the corridor lit up in a row, as if it were daytime.He gently opened the door of the master bedroom, and Jiang Bei was lying on the bed with his back facing him, probably asleep.

He walked to the bed lightly, trying to tuck the quilt up for his little lover, but Jiang Bei's sleeping position has always been indecent, and he likes to twist the quilt with his limbs, but now it's tight, and the quilt is tightly entangled by him. Can't pull it apart.

Shen Munan laughed, and fiddled with his little lover's cheeks for a while, lightly touching every inch of the fine porcelain white glaze with his fingertips, caressing gently.