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Just blurting out like this, Jiang Heng couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

But before he could take back his words, Shao Hanye held his hand.

"What kind of hug?" Shao Hanye had a smile on his eyes, "I won't give you a normal hug."

Jiang Heng opened his eyes and looked at him in a daze.

Shao Hanye pinched his face, it was soft and hot, "Say, I'm asking you something."

Jiang Heng opened his mouth, "Just, two arms..."

"Oh," Shao Hanye pretended to think for a few seconds, then got up and coughed, "You, break away the outermost quilt and keep the small blanket inside."

Jiang Heng glanced at his quilt, and did as Shao Hanye said.

In fact, he didn't know why he had to hug now.

Do you feel sorry for Shao Hanye?Still, the hug last night was so comfortable and felt a sense of belonging.

When the body and spirit are weak, there will always be a need for a warmer place.

Shao Hanye watched Jiang Heng clumsily keep the blanket, only looked aside for ten seconds, then bent down to peel Jiang Heng off.

One of his arms reached Jiang Heng's back, and the other reached Jiang Heng's knee, "I'm going to get up, little Jiang Heng."

Jiang Heng opened his eyes wide and was thinking about this pose quickly--

"Princess Hug," Shao Hanye walked out with raised eyebrows, "I'll show you around, so you won't have to think about it."

The nanny and housekeeper who had just been kicked out did not go far, and they were all waiting at the door of the bedroom.

Shao Hanye just kicked the door open with his foot, before Jiang Heng let him let him down.

Nearly ten pairs of eyes looked at him together again.

And the smiles in their eyes, Jiang Heng could see clearly.

Ashamed and numb, probably this is the feeling now.

Shao Hanye lowered his eyes, then said in a low voice, "Everyone has withdrawn, and the doctor will come to me later."

"Yes." They all went down the stairs on the other side.

Jiang Heng looked at Shao Hanye's chest, as if blushing.

"Look outside," Shao Hanye carried Jiang Heng to the study, "I'm taking you for a walk, what's the point of just looking at me?"

Jiang Heng replied subconsciously, "It depends on your interest."

"Oh," Shao Hanye smiled, "Then you have to take it off to see, with a layer of clothes--"

"Shao Hanye!" Jiang Heng raised his head and glared at him.

Shao Hanye turned Jiang Heng up, "It's me, you get used to it quickly, it's not a problem if I hold back all the time."

The door of the study was kicked open again. This is a large study of more than 100 square meters. As soon as he entered the room, the bookcases all over the wall were filled with books.

Jiang Heng couldn't help being attracted by the spectacular scene, "This..."

"It looks good," Shao Hanye hugged Jiang Heng to the desk in the middle, "My mother designed it, and her artistic cells are particularly developed."

"Auntie, aren't you a singer?" Jiang Heng sat at the table without lying on his stomach.

"Yes, she can not only sing, but also write. Her songs are usually written and composed by herself. She can also design clothes and decorate houses. Anyway, as long as she has something to do with art, she wants to try it. Addicted," Shao Hanye took off Jiang Heng's blanket outside, "She spends most of her time on her career and hobbies, and even less for me and Lao Shao."

Shao Hanye smiled bitterly, "There is even less for her."

"The temperature in this room is high," Shao Hanye quickly returned to normal, as if this kind of instant adjustment was already at his fingertips, "I just asked someone to turn on the air conditioner in advance, so don't cover it."

Jiang Heng jumped down from the table, hesitated for a moment, and silently held the other side of the blanket.

Shao Hanye wanted to put the blanket on the chair, but struggled a bit, but couldn't get away.

He turned his head to look at Jiang Heng, "Still cold?"

Jiang Heng shook his head with red ears in embarrassment.

Shao Hanye understood, looked at him with a smile, "give it to me."

Jiang Heng didn't let go, he wanted to comfort Shao Hanye, but he couldn't say, "Hug me again," this kind of words.

He could only clumsily do the movements Shao Hanye liked.

"I'll give you my hand," Shao Hanye said with a smile, "my hand is easier to hold than a blanket."

Jiang Heng looked at him, and for a moment, let go.

Shao Hanye immediately threw the blanket aside, took Jiang Heng's hand, and inserted it between his fingers as fast as he could.

Jiang Heng lowered his eyes and glanced, the hands of the two of them were clasped with ten fingers, and in just a moment, they were burned and looked away.

Shao Hanye secretly raised the corner of his mouth, pretending to be calm and led Jiang Heng to the bookcase.

"My mother likes to read," Shao Hanye said, "and also likes to delve into things. You two are quite alike."

"She likes staying here," Shao Hanye said, "I thought you would like it too, so I always wanted to bring you here."

"Well," Jiang Heng looked at the dazzling array of books, but in his heart he was thinking of the hands they held tightly, "I like it."

Shao Hanye snickered again, and casually pulled out a book for Jiang Heng, "This one, you can read it at night."

"Well," Jiang Heng took it without even seeing the title of the book, "Okay."

Shao Hanye didn't understand before, why when people fell in love, they would immediately break away from a boring state and become interested in everything.

Even though countless couples have done similar things, they are still stimulated by the crazily secreted dopamine.

It turned out to be this feeling, fuck, Shao Hanye laughed and cursed in his heart, he didn't even realize what he was doing, okay!All the attention is on the people around you.

It's all about the form, and the thinking can't stop diverging. If...you can go straight to the last step—forget it, Shao Hanye tilted his head and coughed lightly. It's still interesting to take it step by step. It's just like this once in a lifetime, so why worry? ?Isn't that right, little Jiang Heng.

Little Jiang Heng was already flushed, and the nails on his left hand were still clinging to the seam of the book unnaturally. In the empty study room, his voice was exceptionally clear.

But neither of them realize it now.

"Master, the doctor is here." The housekeeper said outside the door.

Shao Hanye glanced at Jiang Heng, "Understood, let him wait in my bedroom."

"It's already there," said the butler, "just waiting for you to pass by."

"Can you walk by yourself?" Shao Hanye asked Jiang Heng with a smile.

Jiang Heng's mind was in a mess, and he could only understand the superficial meaning, "Yes."

"En." Shao Hanye didn't let go, just led Jiang Heng back to the bedroom.

The doctor waited there with his assistant, checked Jiang Heng, and there was nothing wrong.

Shao Hanye also asked, "Is his hypoglycemia better?"

Jiang Heng almost lowered his head to his waist, the doctor hesitated for a while, and then gave a compromise explanation, which was not punctured, but not sure.

Jiang Heng barely passed.

This hypoglycemia has never been explained.

At first, he was scared by Shao Hanye, but later he was afraid that Shao Hanye would get angry, so he dragged on until now.

Jiang Heng was hesitating whether to explain clearly, Shao Hanye threw himself on him and sucked his neck several times, "That's great."

"Huh?" Jiang Heng tilted his chin, Shao Hanye's hair was different from his, it was extra hard and piercing, "What, that's great?"

"You're fine, the hypoglycemia is not serious anymore." Shao Hanye's nervous nerves relaxed a bit.

The faint scent on Jiang Heng's body can always make him feel at ease, and a few sips can calm his mood.

But Shao Hanye has never figured out what the fragrance on Jiang Heng's body is, it is very light, and it is not like the fragrance of flowers.

He once thought about customizing a perfume with this scent, but he failed to find a suitable one several times. Later, he gave up, anyway, it was the same for smoking Jiang Heng.

People are his, this life is.

Jiang Heng, who didn't know the psychological process of the person in his body, now only feels that he can't speak.

Shao Hanye felt quite relaxed. After tossing and tossing for so long, it's still not dawn. He must have not slept well, or... let's talk about it, let him have a good rest first.

Inhaling Jiang Heng really worked, and after a while, Shao Hanye's breathing became long.

Jiang Heng slowly lowered his head and glanced. Shao Hanye was pressing him down, lying in the middle of the big bed, and the quilt was piled up beside the bed casually.

He tried to reach it, but he didn't reach it, and Shao Hanye was also rubbed against his neck by his movements.

Jiang Heng breathed out quietly, and the remote control of the air conditioner can still be reached with a little effort.

Jiang Heng finally used the remote control to turn up the air conditioner a few degrees, and soon fell asleep.

When he woke up again, it was already daylight.

Jiang Heng reached out his hand to touch the phone, pressed it on, and saw...it was already [-]:[-] in the afternoon.

There was no one in the bedroom, Shao Hanye didn't know where he went.

Just as Jiang Heng wanted to get up, his shoulder hurt.

He hissed, stopped his movements, waited for the strength to pass, sat up slowly, unbuttoned the top three buttons, and exposed his shoulders.

The right collarbone was red and swollen a lot more than the left one.

This is what Shao Hanye saw when he opened the door and came in.

He paused at the door, and then shut the door of the butler who was about to come in to deliver the food.

"You wait first." Shao Hanye walked inside with strides.

Jiang Heng looked up, saw that it was Shao Hanye, and immediately turned fierce, "It's you again."

"What," Shao Hanye sat on the edge of the bed, took a closer look at Jiang Heng's collarbone, and then slapped himself on the forehead, "I'm so fucking—"

Shao Hanye slapped it loudly, and Jiang Heng immediately regretted it, "You don't know, you fell asleep, I, I don't blame you."

"I'll call the doctor." Shao Hanye touched that place, the temperature was higher than other places, "I will never do this again."

"It's really not a big deal, I'll just take a look," Jiang Heng pulled up his clothes, but when he thought of what Shao Hanye said before, "Then, you should call the doctor over, and I'll let him have a look."

"Okay." Shao Hanye immediately got up and went out.

After tossing and tossing, it was almost five o'clock in the evening, and they went downstairs to have dinner.

"Today I planned to take you to the team base." Shao Hanye cut the lamb chops, "It's okay, I have another appointment with Brother Han the day after tomorrow. They have a game tomorrow, and there is no one at the base. After the day after tomorrow, I will take you to the team base." You go."

"Okay," Jiang Heng finished eating, and took a sip of vegetable juice, "Then, can I go and see Beulah?"

The knife and fork in Shao Hanye's hand paused, "Can't wait?"

Jiang Heng nodded shyly, "I really like it."

Shao Hanye, who had never heard this sentence from Jiang Heng's mouth, couldn't taste it, he stuffed a large piece of lamb chops into his mouth, "Wait, when will I finish eating, and when will I take you there. "

"But," you really ate a lot, and I can find it too. Jiang Heng didn't say what was in his heart, because he was at Shao Hanye's house. He was a guest, so he was embarrassed to ask too much, but he still felt that Wronged.

"But what?" Shao Hanye threw the knife away, picked it up with a fork and bit slowly, "Sit here and enjoy my meal."

Jiang Heng lowered his eyes and nodded, not happy at all.

The author has something to say:

Jiang Heng: "I want to see the big dog."

Shao Hanye: "Look at the big dog, look at your husband."

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