Tourists banned from coveting married breeders

It was dialed almost instantly, and then, a regular, mechanical communication sound came from the watch.

"Beep-beep-"

Jian Chen panicked.

He was still wearing pajamas, with an innocent little panda sitting in his arms, Jian Chen got up helplessly, and subconsciously touched the cancel button with his fingertips.

At that moment, the video was suddenly connected.

Justin's face appears in the frame.

Jian Chen's movements froze, his heart stopped beating, and his face quickly flushed red.

He was too burned to think.

The light on Justin's side was very bright. It seemed that it was not time to go to bed. The man was actually wearing a military uniform with a large chair behind him. The warm-colored desk lamp on one side reflected the man's handsome side face, and the lines of his hair were even very clear.

The man seemed a little surprised, looking at Jian Chen in the picture, his expression changed slightly.

"That... is Dundun it..."

Jian Chen was thinking, if he directly said that the call was made by Dundun, would his father believe it?

He doesn't believe it himself.

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Jian Chen's skin is very fair.

So even though it is late at night in the picture, the dark blue night light fills the background, and only a little light shines on the cheeks, the young man is still eye-catchingly white, like nephrite jade that has been smoothed out.

It seems to be sitting on the bed, even changing pajamas.The smooth dark fabric, with some flustered movements, reveals a small section of the collarbone, and the line connecting the mandible to the neck is delicate and beautiful.

Even the neck was covered with redness.

Where Jian Chen couldn't see, Ye Siting slightly narrowed his eyes, his expression remained unchanged, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

...some, too obedient.

Justin's voice came from the microphone: "What's wrong?"

With a tinge of hoarseness, the still magnetic and low voice, Jian Chen listened like this, and found himself distracted by the voice again.

After giving up using Dundun as a shield, Jian Chen could only hesitate and say, "It's nothing, just...to see you."

"..."

There was a bit of silence in the air, because Justin didn't answer.

I don't know if it's Jian Chen's illusion, but it feels like the atmosphere has become...more subtle.

Jian Chen swallowed, and quickly changed the subject: "Mr. Cole, where is the wedding?"

"Cole?" Justin asked back.

"Ah..." Jian Chen was a little embarrassed, a strand of dull hair that had just been touched on his head rose again, and he corrected: "Yesting."

Well, it seems that he has never taken the initiative to call Justin's name in person, and he is not used to it.

"It's not in the city center, I'll send it to you later." Yestin replied.

Jian Chen nodded and said obediently, "Okay."

"Are there any relatives you want to invite?" Justin asked him with no expression.

Jian Chen was stunned for a moment, and thought about it carefully: "No."

Jian Chen has no relatives. He grew up in an orphanage. Speaking of which, he only has a younger brother named Jian Yu.Later, when they grew up separately, Huaguo launched the "Interstellar Migration Project" to screen out the best and most suitable human beings for immigration among the vast number of citizens who signed up.

Jian Yu was among them.

And it's been six years since I left, and I haven't had any contact with them until now.

And it's not easy to get in touch. Communication across galaxies, let alone meeting, may take several months to go back and forth.

Besides, the two brothers... are not very close.

Jian Chen thought for a while: "Can I invite colleagues from the research institute?"

With a calm expression, Justin tapped the edge of the table lightly, "Of course."

A serious marriage discussion ended here.

Jian Chen seems to have returned to his student days. When the group was rushing to catch up with the project, he and his colleagues solemnly agreed on the life cycle of zebrafish.

Jian Chen's eyes wandered, and he noticed Ye Siting's working environment. Behind the man was a magnificent and beautiful bookshelf, in front of him was a spotless desktop, and a lonely pen on the table. Jian Chen vaguely guessed that the man probably belonged to the military department. Liberal arts staff?

"Ke..." Jian Chen paused, and changed his words silently: "Yesting, do you want to visit my research institute in the future?"

Justin looked at him with a little puzzled expression, or something strange, and said in a cold magnetic voice: "Why should I go to your research institute?"

Cough...good question.

I can't even ask Jian Chen, he can't say, as a husband, under normal circumstances, he can properly visit his lover's work environment after marriage?

Jian Chen understood, for Ye Siting, it seemed unnecessary.

He changed the subject and changed to a more reasonable reason: "The students in my institute want to meet you, they are a little curious."

Justin's voice was a little soft: "What are you curious about?"

Jian Chen choked.

He seems to have dug a hole for himself.