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Tang Jingshu looked around in the lobby on the first floor and found no one, and no one in the room. When he went to the study, he saw Shen Jiayi sitting on the desk and looking down at the documents.

"Mr. Shen." Tang Jingshu shouted with excitement, standing at the door and looking at him.

Shen Jiayi held a stack of documents in his left hand, held a gel pen between the index fingers of his right hand, looked up at Tang Jingshu, and said softly, "Why are you here?"

Tang Jingshu walked quickly to his side, leaned over and hugged him, and his heart finally settled down when he smelled his familiar smell at the tip of his nose.

He seemed to really like Shen Jiaming so he cared so much about Chen Weiyong's words, and he hated the man who took advantage of him in the bar so much, he could figure it all out.

He straddled the other party, put his hands on Shen Jiayi's neck, bowed his head and kissed the other party's red lips.

Shen Jiayi put down the work at hand, put his arms around the other's slender waist to welcome the passionate kiss.

Afterwards, Tang Jingshu lay on his body and described the exquisite facial features over and over again, and whispered close to his ear: "I won't run away this time." With serious eyes, he said: "I like you , I really like you."

Shen Jiayi put his arms around his waist, with a trace of confirmation in his eyes, he asked: "Really?"

Tang Jingshu said sweetly: "My return is the best proof." He kissed his red lips again, and continued carefully: "Mr. Shen, can you stop calling me Ah Yan in the future, because I am not someone I am the complete Tang Jingshu, can you call me Xiaoshu from now on?"

Shen Jiayi stroked his soft black hair for a while, then said softly: "Xiaoshu."

Tang Jingshu responded excitedly: "Brother Yi."

Tang Jingshu felt that before looking for Shen Jiaming, he felt that he was possessed, that he must be crazy and fell in love with criminals. After a night of inner struggle, he still decided to talk to Shen Jiaming to express his feelings.

He thinks that what can make people lose their minds is usually to love that person very much, and he personally designed a love trap and fell into it himself.

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Shen Jiayi and Tang Jingshu flew to Qingdao to see seagulls.

After getting off the plane, Tang Jingshu took Shen Jiayi's arm and walked out of the airport without paying attention to other people's eyes.

Shen Jiayi made reservations for the hotel a few days in advance, and the two of them put their suitcases in the hotel and rented a local car to drive to the beach by themselves.

Tang Jingshu was a little excited and shouted to the car window: "Seagull, we are here to see you."

With the other hand, Shen Jiayi clasped the other's hand tightly with ten fingers, and put the other hand on the steering wheel, looked at Tang Jingshu with a smile, and said, "Xiaoshu, I really hope to be with you forever."

Tang Jingshu was completely dazzled by love, looked at him with a smile and said, "Yes."

"Do you know what I prayed for in the temple?"

Tang Jingshu shook his head.

"I hope we can be together forever."

"Yes." Tang Jingshu responded, "We will."

There was no traffic jam on the road, and we arrived at the beach an hour later.

Tang Jingshu was wearing a dark blue short shirt with a seagull pattern, and a pair of black shorts on his lower body, revealing two fair calves, stepping on the soft sand with his bare feet, while Shen Jiayi, who was beside him, was holding his hand and wearing a short crimson flower with a saffron pattern Shirt, a pair of dark blue shorts showing two white legs, and the thick leg hair on the calf makes him a little more seductive.

The sea came with the wind and set off waves on the surface of the sea. Seagulls flew in the sunny sky. Tang Jingshu picked up the shells of fine sand and put them into his mouth and whispered: "Shen Jiaming, I like you."

Shen Jiayi wanted to snatch the shell from his hand, and hugged him tightly into his arms.

Tang Jingshu turned around and completely escaped from his embrace, shouting while running, "Mr. Shen, I'll give it to you if you chase him."

The two of them were tired from running on the beach for a while and lay down in the soft fine sand. Tang Jingshu playfully lifted his foot to brush the fine sand.

The two splashed sand on their faces, Tang Jingshu spat out the sand in his mouth, unexpectedly the other party pressed against him and continued to kiss him, the sea waves beat on Shen Jiayi's back.

The two end up with a long, lingering kiss.

The two lay on the beach holding hands and watched the seagulls flying freely in the sky, and the sunset gradually went down halfway up the mountain.

They just got up from the beach, and they didn't pay attention to the sand all over their image. Shen Jiayi reached out and wiped the sand off Tang Jingshu's face.

Shen Jiayi booked a presidential suite, which is fully equipped. There is a floor-to-ceiling window in the room, and you can see the endless sea when you wake up in the morning. There is a small balcony in the lobby, and there is a swing chair on the balcony. Sitting on it, you can see a sea of ​​flowers. A must-have room for couples traveling.

The two went into the bathroom and came out of the shower. Shen Jiayi carried him into the bed and dried each other's hair.

At this time, the doorbell of the room rang.

Shen Jiayi wore a bathrobe and went out of the room and opened the door.

It's the food delivery server.

The waiter pushed the trolley in and then left consciously.

Tang Jingshu jumped off the bed and walked out of the room with bare feet. He walked quickly to the hall and saw a sumptuous meal, almost drooling.

Shen Jiayi cut the steak into pieces and placed them in front of Tang Jingshu. Tang Jingshu poked them into his mouth piece by piece with a fork, puffed up his cheeks and said vaguely: "Mr. Shen, it's delicious."

Shen Jiayi looked at his bulging cheeks and smiled cutely.

After eating and drinking, Tang Jingshu lay sideways on the sofa, staring directly at the TV screen, holding a peeled milky white coconut in his hand, biting a straw and sucking fiercely.

Shen Jiayi walked to the sofa and sat down, grabbed his fair legs and put them on his lap, reached out and took the remote control and pressed it on the TV.

Tang Jingshu watched him turn several channels in a row, and said lightly: "Mr. Shen, don't be obsessed with not watching Ultraman Tiga."

Shen Jiayi slowly stroked the smooth skin on his legs with the other hand, stared at Tang Jingshu for a moment, then smiled and asked, "You know I want to see it?"

"You watch it every time, and you can think of it without using your brain."

"I want to watch a Korean drama this time."

Tang Jingshu was so frightened that he got up from the sofa and raised his hand to touch his forehead, muttering to himself, "Don't you have a fever? Could it be that your brain is showing?"

"Learn how the heroine of a Korean drama falls in love with you." Shen Jiayi's eyes narrowed, and he said slowly, "We should have formal etiquette."

Tang Jingshu's cheeks flushed red when he lifted him up, his heart was beating completely out of rhythm.

Shen Jiayi's eyes circled around him, and finally his eyes fell on that red lips.

This time Tang Jingshu completely dedicated himself to the other party, gently stroking the other party's cheek with his fingers, and then pressed his red lips against the cold thin lips.

The air is filled with ambiguous atmosphere, fascinated.

Tang Jingshu felt dizzy and uncomfortable, and heard someone calling him in a daze.

He raised his heavy eyelids and looked at Shen Jiayi on the bed with a worried expression on his face, "Xiaoshu, you have a fever."

Shen Jiayi reached out and touched the other person's forehead, which was scorching hot. Tang Jingshu, who was lying on the bed, felt weak and uncomfortable, his whole face was blushing, his brows were wrinkled in discomfort, and he whispered: "Brother Yi, I feel uncomfortable."

Shen Jiayi helped him from the bed and leaned into his arms, put on heavy clothes and hugged him to get up from the bed, and said in a comforting tone: "Xiao Shu will not feel uncomfortable when he goes to the hospital later."

Tang Jingshu closed his eyes in discomfort and hummed weakly.

Yesterday, the two went to the beach for a whole day to enjoy the sea breeze. When they came back, their clothes were soaked. In addition to the several bloody battles between the two last night, Tang Jingshu felt overwhelmed and soon developed a fever.

Shen Jiayi carried Tang Jingshu into the car and looked at his whole little face which was almost wrinkled in pain, his heart throbbed and ached.

Tang Jingshu was lying in the hospital with drips of water, and Shen Jiayi took care of him by the bedside.

At noon, Tang Jingshu's fever subsided, and when the nurse pulled out the pinhole, he noticed dense hickey marks on Tang Jingshu's neck.

Embarrassed, Tang Jingshu subconsciously raised his hand to cover the hickey on his neck, and rolled his eyes at Shen Jiayi.

The nurse threw the needlepoint thread into the trash can, cast a glance at the two of them, and said calmly, "You need to combine work and rest, or you will get sick." After saying that, the nurse pushed the small cart out.

Tang Jingshu's face flushed instantly, feeling a little ashamed seeing someone pull the quilt over his head, and said in a muffled voice under the quilt, "It's too embarrassing."

Shen Jiayi stretched out his hand and patted the other person's quilt, smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth and said, "Are you hungry?"

"I want to eat braised pork."

"You must eat light now."

"It's all your fault, I can't eat meat."

Shen Jiayi's tone softened completely, and he quickly admitted his mistake and said, "It's all Brother Yi's fault. After waiting, Brother Yi will take you to a big meal."

Tang Jingshu lifted the quilt, the water mist overflowing from those fox eyes made people feel a little pitiful, and said in a sweet tone: "Brother Yi, I want to go back."

Shen Jiayi got up from the chair and reached out to touch the other person's forehead. The fever had subsided before agreeing to Tang Jingshu's discharge from the hospital.

After returning to the hotel, Shen Jiayi hugged Tang Jingshu and returned to the bed, lay down and called the hotel hotline to order two servings of porridge.

"I don't want to eat it, it doesn't taste good at all." Tang Jingshu lay on the other's chest, bitter and tasteless in his mouth.

Shen Jiayi held a small bowl of white porridge in his hand and kept stirring it in the white ceramic bowl. He put a spoonful into his mouth to see if it was completely cool. Then he put a spoonful of porridge next to Tang Jingshu's mouth, and said softly: "Xiao Shu You will get better if you eat well."

Tang Jingshu's furry head rubbed against his chest, and he said in a coquettish tone, "Can I not eat?"

Shen Jiayi stared at him pitifully with those fox eyes, and said in a gentle tone: "Xiao Shu, take a sip, Brother Yi, take a sip."

Seeing that Tang Jingshu couldn't avoid it, he finally nodded obediently and didn't want to drink after a few sips. Shen Jiayi also forced him.

The author has something to say:

Xiaoshu is happy now and then abuses his heart later