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Jiang Chongnian had prepared all the food, and Ming Yang, who had sent him off the most, hadn't come back yet. He made a phone call but it rang on the sofa, so he had to wear slippers and go to the plank road to find someone.

From a long distance, I saw a figure on the other side of the plank road, and when Jiang Chongnian strode closer, I saw Ming Yang squatting on the plank road with bare feet, his head lowered to the shallow beach, as if he was looking for something.

He frowned and stretched out one foot, as if he wanted to jump off, but he didn't dare because it was too high, and finally retracted his foot slowly.

Fingers clasping the wood of the plank road, eyes looking forward to the dark water surface, helpless and pitiful.

Afraid of frightening Ming Yang by making a sudden noise, Jiang Chongnian didn't walk too loudly, but deliberately amplified it.Little Mifu turned his face to the side, stood up like meeting a savior and walked a few steps towards Jiang Chongnian, "Mr. Jiang, my things fell..."

Jiang Chongnian looked in the direction he pointed, even if there was a little light, he couldn't see what fell into the clear water, so he asked casually, "What is it?"

"A box, um... blue, originally intended for Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Chongnian didn't think about jumping off the two-meter-high plank road. He took Ming Yang's hand and walked towards the water house, saying, "Go around the pool and pick it up." Then he turned to him and asked, "Is that important?" ?”

Ming Yang shook his head, "It doesn't seem to be important, but it must be given to Mr. Jiang tonight."

Jiang Chongnian was confused when he heard it, but he still said: "Then fill your stomach first and then we will pick it up slowly, okay?"

"it is good."

Jiang Chongnian only found pasta in the refrigerator, and since Ming Yang couldn't eat spicy food, he made it bland and looked like he had no appetite.

But Ming Yang still ate very deliciously while holding the fork, buried his head and concentrated on the bowl of pasta, and the appearance of eating a large piece of pasta made Jiang Chongnian, who made the pasta, feel full of accomplishment.

Jiang Chongnian held back a smile and handed him a glass of water, then snatched his face, reminding him, "Eat slowly, it's easy to choke if you're too fast."

Ming Yang's hand holding the knife and fork paused, chewed while taking water, and then drank half a cup in one breath, the cup is not small and half a cup is quite enough...

Jiang Chongnian pinched his face and couldn't help asking: "Are you thirsty yourself, or have you completed the task?"

Ming Yang moved the unfinished pasta back from Jiang Chongnian, "Mr. Jiang gave me a drink, I happen to be very thirsty too."

After Ming Yang finished eating and gulped down the remaining half glass of water, he said solemnly: "Come on, Mr. Jiang, we have to go and pick up the blue box, and I must give it to you tonight. Um...it's for you use."

"Use it for me?"

"Correct."

"Row."

Jiang Chongnian went back to the bedroom and took a coat and came out to wait for Young Master Ming to put it on. The two went down from the swimming pool to the shallows and walked up.Ming Yang has no sense of direction, looking at a row of identical water houses, he really doesn't know where the thing fell...

Confusedly glanced at Jiang Chongnian, "I seem to have forgotten where it is."

Jiang Chongnian pinched his nose and pulled him forward on the sea water, "I didn't expect you to remember, just follow me."

Originally, he was still curious about what Ming Yang would bring with him, but when he picked up the things Ming Yang said must be given to him, he couldn't help but pause.He squinted his eyes and looked at Ming Yang for a while. Ming Yang didn't understand, so he touched his face and asked, "Is there something on my face? Why does Mr. Jiang keep looking at me?"

Jiang Chongnian put his hands on his hips and said with a half-smile, "Do you really want me to use it tonight?"

"Use it." Ming Yang nodded earnestly. He also wanted to know what this thing was for, why Cheng Zui said it could only be used for Mr. Jiang, but also used on it...

Jiang Chongnian nodded slightly, leaned in front of him, and asked him, "When did you buy this thing?"

"Cheng gave me the most."

"You want what he gave you?" Jiang Chongnian moved closer, "Little idiot, what if I lie to you, what will you do?"

Ming Yang also moved closer to him, looked at his face carefully, and shook his head sincerely, "Mr. Jiang doesn't look like a liar, nor does he feel like a liar."

Jiang Chongnian smiled, and his breath sprayed on Ming Yang's face. Ming Yang blinked and grabbed his sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Isn't it right?"

"Yes, your feeling is right." Jiang Chongnian straightened up and saw that he was still grabbing his sleeve, leaned over and asked him, "Do you feel the sea water is cool?"

"A little bit," Ming Yang raised one foot, the air was only slightly warmer than sea water.

"Then I'll carry you back." Jiang Chongnian said, turned around and squatted down, waiting for Ming Yang to come up by himself.

Ming Yang just didn't want to walk back by himself, he was too full to walk in the water, and his whole body was struggling.He unceremoniously threw himself on Jiang Chongnian's back, and when Jiang Chongnian stood up straight, Ming Yang simply leaned on his shoulder and sniffed his scent unscrupulously.

"Mr. Jiang, do you know that Wen Renxiu is gone?"

Jiang Chongnian looked at him sideways, and said with a smile, "I know, he told me."

"Then why didn't you tell me..." Ming Yang whispered, "I won't dare to kiss you anymore."

Jiang Chongnian didn't hear clearly, "What?"

"I said, Mr. Jiang already owes me a cup of milk tea, and he has to make it up when he goes back." Ming Yang whispered in his ear, and the waves would not be heard if the waves were bigger.

The scratches made Jiang Chongnian's ears itch, and even his heart itch badly, and he promised, "I'll make it up for you."

While walking, Ming Yang suddenly remembered something, and struggled to find the phone in Jiang Chongnian's pocket, "Auntie said that she wanted me to secretly take a picture of the two of us for her, but I forgot..."

Ming Yang held up the phone in front of the two of them to take a selfie. Jiang Chongnian took a look at the camera and couldn't help knocking his head with his head, reminding him: "My mother asked you to take a photo secretly, and I saw it. You call it a secret?"

"Secretly," Ming Yang looked around and whispered, "There is no one else here except me and Mr. Jiang."

"You... say you're stupid but you're smart, and say you're smart but stupid and cute."

Jiang Chongnian stopped to take pictures with Ming Yang. The moment Ming Yang pressed the shutter, he turned his face and kissed Ming Yang's smiling face.

"Mr. Jiang, kiss me," Ming Yang put away his mobile phone, and kissed the other person's face back with courtesy. Jiang Chongnian continued to walk back with a smile.

After going back, Ming Yang was like a little tail, he had to follow Jiang Chongnian in everything he did.Jiang Chongnian brushed his teeth, Ming Yang followed suit, washed his face as well, Jiang Chongnian shaved his beard, even though Ming Yang didn't, he wiped his face with foam and must shave.

Ming Yang discovered one thing, since he kissed Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang seemed to be a different person, even better than before.In the past, he could only hug Mr. Jiang to sleep, but now he didn't have to do anything, and Mr. Jiang would take the initiative to hug him to sleep.

A human kiss is too powerful!

The blue box of Jiang Chongnian was useless. Ming Yang was curious for a long time and had to lie in his arms honestly. He really wanted to know, but he couldn't fall asleep unless he figured it out, so he raised his chin and asked, "Mr. Jiang, what are you doing?" Why not?"

Jiang Chongnian was replying to Secretary Wang's message. He was distracted and didn't quite understand Ming Yang's meaning. When he put down his phone and looked at Ming Yang, he suddenly understood, squinted his eyes and asked him, "Do you want to?"

"Me?" Ming Yang affirmed, "I really want to."

Seeing his unashamed appearance, Jiang Chongnian loved and hated him at the same time, pinched his nose, and seriously refused, "No, you don't want to."

Ming Yang was not happy anymore, he got up and went to the bedside table to get the box of condoms, to prove how much he wanted Mr. Jiang to use it to satisfy his curiosity.

"Little idiot, your safety awareness is too low!" Jiang Chongnian bit his lips, "I'll think about it when I'm ready. Don't think about it now!"

Ming Yang lay down disappointed, and slept soundly.Jiang Chongnian picked up the picture book of English stories by the bed and read to him last night.Because he was full, Ming Yang fell asleep without listening to much.

Eyes closed and opened, the sky is already bright.

Ming Yang was warmed up by Jiang Chongnian's hug, he opened his eyes and rolled out in a daze.In a few minutes, Jiang Chongnian came back with his arms around his belt. Before he could react, Jiang Chongnian had already kissed him on the lips and said good morning, "Today is the first day I chased you. Mr. Ming asked me to hug you. a little while."

Ming Yang felt his face was hot and his heart was beating fast. He licked the lips that had just been kissed and asked curiously, "Do you want to kiss every morning?"

Jiang Chongnian gave a soft 'hmm', lowered his head not only to lean against Ming Yang, but also imprisoned Ming Yang who wanted to move around to death.

With his eyes open, Ming Yang could only see the top of Mr. Jiang's head, and his neck was tickled by his hair.Unable to move and having nothing to do, Ming Yang thought for a while, and then summed up an experience that was not found in the human manual.

After Jiang Chongnian let him go, Ming Yang turned over Jiang Chongnian and went to the bedside cabinet to secretly get his notebook, in case he forgot he had to write it down immediately.

Jiang Chongnian originally wanted to poke his head over to take a look, but Ming Yang covered it tightly and said without turning his head: "Mr. Jiang is not allowed to peek."

I saw Ming Yang holding a pen, carefully writing stroke by stroke: People touch their lips every morning, and hug for a while to show friendship.