My nemesis was taken to sleep by me

Jiang Huang's voice sounded very close to Shen Xingyi: "Brother... Where are we going?"

Shen Xing put him down immediately: "Where's the key?"

Jiang Huang reached into his pocket in a daze, not noticing that another thing fell out.

The corridor in the early morning was empty and silent, and there was no way to hide any noise. Shen Xing glanced at the things the child dropped on the ground, and his expression froze for an instant.

Jiang Huang was still wearing the coat that he met with Continuous Mapping as a netizen last time. He bought a box of condoms before going to the restaurant that day, but he kept forgetting to take it out. Who would have thought that it would just drop in front of Shen Xingyi today.

However, the drunk Jiang Huang didn't know what it means to be embarrassed. He fumbled in his pocket, found the key and stuffed it into Shen Xing's hand, and then he fell forward as if he was done, and lay down on the other's chest with peace of mind.

Shen Xing looked down at Jiang Huang with a complicated expression, then squatted down while supporting his waist, and picked up the box of condoms.

"Why did you prepare this?" Shen Xing asked in the child's ear.

Jiang Huang could feel the man's voice vibrating on his eardrums, he shook his head left and right, as if he used Shen Xingyi as a pillow: "I bought it."

"Bought it?" Shen Xing raised Jiang Huang's chin with a corner of the small box, "Who did you buy it for?"

Jiang Huang's mind is probably not very clear at the moment, he thought for a long time before he gave an answer uncertainly: "Continuous mapping."

"Then who am I?" Shen Xingyi was extremely persistent on this issue.

"You?" Jiang Huang tilted his head and tried to open his eyes, "You are Shen, Xing, and Yi."

Seeing Shen Xing standing still, he grabbed the hand holding the key and handed it to the door.

However, Shen Xingyi held him with his backhand, and a metal key was stuck between the flesh and blood of the two of them, and the hot body temperature quickly surrounded the coolness.

Jiang Huang raised his head in a daze, and met Shen Xing's dark eyes.

"Jiang Huang, look clearly, who I am," Shen Xingyi stared at him, and gave a brief reminder, "It's not a multiple-choice question."

Jiang Huang frowned and thought for more than ten seconds, and finally said intermittently: "It's Shen Xingyi, and it's also continuous mapping."

Although it wasn't too difficult a question, Jiang Huang finally answered it correctly. On this autumn night, at the door of the rental house where he lived for many years, in front of the person he likes.

The world is full of twists and turns, and those extra detours are to be able to meet a certain person. Only when standing in front of him, the years will give an answer belatedly.

worth it.

Those high math classes that Jiang Huang fell asleep in, the calculation problems he did wrong, the knowledge points he couldn't understand, and the stubbornness and willfulness of his youth, had already unknowingly paved the way for an encounter, at a certain time in the past At this point, when he was confused about the future, Shen Xingyi might be standing in front of the window of the Institute of Applied Mathematics. The two had seen the same love affair and shared the same weather, but they didn't know that they would meet each other.

Everything is a coincidence, and everything is also predestined.

Like a gust of wind crossing the border in the evening, blowing over the train and across the plain, after blowing out a light, it stopped right beside a certain person and gently lifted the corner of his clothes.

However, the little boy Jiang Huang didn't think about so many reasons at the moment, he just read the hint that he answered correctly from Shen Xingyi's gaze.

"Brother, open the door." Jiang Huang acted lazily.

Holding the child in his arms, Shen Xing reached out and inserted the key into the lock.

The moment he opened the door, he suddenly found a courier bag on the cabinet by the door. It looked like clothes. It should have been delivered by the courier when Jiang Huang was not at home during the day. Shen Xingyi took it go in.

Jiang Huang's house is not big, so Shen Xing carefully locked the door, then helped the child to sit on the sofa, took off his coat and shoes, touched his forehead, and called Jiang Huang after feeling a thin layer of sweat. Shake to take a shower.

Jiang Huang was unwilling at first, but Shen Xing bent down to coax him, and even told him to be good.

That kind of clear and cold voice is very sexy when talking about love, Jiang Huang couldn't bear it, so he really stood up obediently and went to take a bath.

Shen Xingyi sat on the sofa for a while, saw the courier bag that he had thrown at his feet just now, thought that there were many bacteria on it, and wanted to help the children unpack it, but as soon as he picked it up, he was attracted by the words on it.

The recipient is Shen Xing and her husband, Jiang Huang?

Shen Xing looked down again and again, and the merchant also printed the product name on the package. It was a short black dress.

His eyes became subtle, and he found a paper knife from the table, cut along the sealing line of the courier bag, and then took out the transparent plastic bag inside.

To put it bluntly, the merchant did not deceive consumers. It is indeed a short black dress. The black is real, the dress is real, and the short is real.

It's just the kind of short that can only be worn at home, and it is likely to be illegal to wear it outside.

As soon as Shen Xing held the small piece of fabric, he couldn't help laughing when he thought of "Shen Xing and his husband Jiang Huang" on the express package.

Jiang Huang took a careless shower in the bathroom, put on a bath towel and was about to go out. Fortunately, the hot water washed away some of his drunkenness, and he suddenly remembered that there was only one person at home, so it would be impolite to go out like this.

So he carefully opened the door a crack and called out to Shen Xingyi.

As soon as Shen Xing walked over, he calmly asked, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Huang shrank back towards the door, and said evasively: "I forgot to bring in my pajamas, can you go and find it for me, it's just here..."

"Pajamas?" Shen Xing cut off his words and raised his hand, "Is this the case?"

Jiang Huang was dumbfounded.

When he saw the black erotic lingerie he ordered a few days ago hanging on Shen Xingyi's knuckle-knuckle hand, his brain exploded with a buzzing sound.

Jiang Huang said in a panic, "Master, senior brother, listen to my explanation, I didn't intend to buy it, I just clicked it casually, and I don't know why I placed the order."

Shen Xing said "Oh": "I clicked it casually, and then filled in the delivery address casually, and changed the recipient to..."

He paused for a moment, and when he spoke again, he said with a hint of joking, "Shen Xing's husband, Jiang Huang?"

Jiang Huang wanted to die, and he had a conscience. He just remembered that time when Shen Xing praised him for looking good in a skirt, so he thought about it a little bit longer, and wanted to buy a bolder skirt and try it on, but it was just Try it secretly at home by yourself, instead of being laughed at by Shen Xingyi now, and reading his newly changed recipient name in front of him.

"I made a mistake, senior brother." Seeing that he couldn't clean it up, Jiang Huang could only honestly admit his mistake.

Shen Xing raised his eyebrows: "Why, do you think it's enough to admit your mistake?"

"Then, what do you think we should do?" Jiang Huang glanced at him guiltily.

Shen Xing pushed the door further open, hung the sexy underwear on the doorknob, and said succinctly: "Wear it for me."