He had a crush on him for 12 years and divorced

88 [1];

When Tan Zheng heard that Ren Zhaoyuan asked him to take a bath, he was stunned.

Obviously didn't do anything good, but misunderstood him, drunk him madly, and hurt him.

Ren Zhaoyuan had already stood up and walked out two steps before Tan Zheng realized that he stepped over and hugged the person from behind, the cautious probing in his voice and the strength of his arms tightening were two extremes: "Yes... are you not angry?"

"Sheng," Ren Zhaoyuan frowned and broke Tan Zheng's hand, "Don't mess with me, I have a headache."

"Blame me, blame me," Tan Zheng immediately withdrew his strength, and kissed his forehead loosely, "You should be angry, I will carry you upstairs to take a bath."

Ren Zhaoyuan's "no" vacated before it could exit.

When Tan Zheng picked him up, he deliberately kept his movements steady so as not to shake him. Ren Zhaoyuan had already been picked up and didn't object anymore, and was carried upstairs step by step on Tan Zheng's shoulder.

He was too lazy to move.

I haven't felt it before, at most it feels like my head is heavy after a whole night.It is only now that I know that the headache is terrible.

I didn't feel that I had a special constitution before, but now I can drink sleep aid granules to have the effect of Mongolian sweat medicine, and the side effects of refreshing acupuncture are particularly strong.

The doctor said that normally the headache would not be so severe, but after checking it again and again, it was still the same thing, each person's constitution is different.

Nervous twitches or needle pricks can be tolerated, but sometimes the pain is so severe that it feels like the head is alone in a space with great pressure, the outside seems to be squeezed hard, and the inside seems to be pulled hard. If the movement range is too large, you will be stunned for a few seconds, and your brain will feel dizzy and heavy. If you happen to meet someone talking, you often have to react for a while.

In addition, my mouth is full of ulcers, my hands hurt when I move them inadvertently, and I am afraid that every time I fall into a dream, I will be terrified, and I still feel so angry that I have no mood at all.

He didn't want to see people, didn't want to talk, if it wasn't for the fear that Tan Zheng would do something stupid to hurt himself, he would have found a place where no one was there for a plane ticket.

At this moment Tan Zheng already knew that Ren Zhaoyuan didn't need to hide and endure any longer, all the strength of holding on was gone, and he was wilting like a little cabbage that was short of water and sun-dried.

Tan Zheng's gang didn't need Ren Zhaoyuan to do anything, they ran water to take off their clothes, rubbed them to wash, and even went in and out of the bathtub without letting Ren Zhaoyuan touch the ground.

After taking a shower, I didn't go directly to the bed. I put on my nightgown and took it out and put it on the sofa.Tan Zheng used a towel to gently absorb the moisture in his hair: "It's a bit late, I'll send someone to bring food over, can I cook it for you tomorrow?"

After finishing speaking, he added: "You don't need to talk, just hum if you agree, and pinch me if you don't agree."

Ren Zhaoyuan looked at him listlessly and lowered his eyes again: "I don't want to eat."

Certainly not without food.

I haven’t eaten a serious meal in the past few days, and my stomach is healthy and I can’t stand it. Not to mention, if I don’t eat, I can’t keep up with my nutrition, let alone my energy and energy, I feel uncomfortable and I don’t want to eat, it will only be a vicious circle.

But Tan Zheng thought about the appearance in Ren Zhaoyuan's mouth, but he really couldn't say anything that made him hold back eating.

"Then let's have some soup, how about flower latex pigeon soup?"

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't speak, Tan Zheng asked again: "Where's the Yulan crucian carp soup?"

"Godberry and lotus seed soup?"

"Or Sydney stewed bird's nest?"

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't want to drink anything, he just felt tired and didn't want to do anything.

But Tan Zheng asked tirelessly one by one, as if he wanted to pluck the moon from the sky to make soup for him if he could.

Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't say "no".

"You decide."

Tan Zheng immediately contacted someone to send it over.

On the way back, when he was sitting in the back thinking wildly, he saw a restaurant that Ren Zhaoyuan liked, thinking that he might not have enough money to cook after drinking, so he ordered a few soups.

Everything has already been boiled, and it is simmering on a low fire, just waiting for Tan Zheng to say something.

"It will be delivered in about 10 minutes." Tan Zheng knelt in front of Ren Zhaoyuan to check whether his hands were wet, and then gently touched the blood vessels in his wrist. "Don't go to the design park tomorrow, rest at home. A break?"

"If you want to stay by yourself, I'll be in another room, don't bother me..." Tan Zheng's voice stopped abruptly, he was breathless, and after a few seconds, he opened his mouth slightly and breathed heavily——

Ren Zhaoyuan was stepping on a certain place with bare feet.

When I was in the bathroom, I put a few drops of essential oil in the bathtub. While Ren Zhaoyuan was taking a bath, Tan Zheng quickly took a shower beside him, and continued to wash him after changing into clean home clothes.

Such a scene, the reaction is too normal.

He just knew that Ren Zhaoyuan was not feeling well, and that Tan Zheng had messed around again when he was downstairs, helping him to take a bath in a well-behaved manner from beginning to end.

It's hard to suppress it now.

Ren Zhaoyuan set Tan Zheng on fire with a lazy and casual movement, even more intensely than before.

Tan Zheng held the ankle with clear bones in his big hand, resting his palm against the outer ankle, pressing his thumb on the clear blue blood vessel on the inner side, casting deep eyes like the deep night sea.

Ren Zhaoyuan's eyes met him for a moment, then casually moved away, falling on the stubble-covered jaw, rolling Adam's apple, collar chain, undulating thin fabric, and finally stopped somewhere under his own feet.

The ankle was restrained, but it didn't affect it.

Ren Zhaoyuan pressed down on the soles of his feet and moved his toes slightly, as if he suddenly became interested in something sporadically, deliberately provoking but not eager, felt obvious changes in restlessness and the sudden tightening of the wrist bones, then stopped, and stepped on Tan Zheng with the other foot. Push your forearms down.

The muscles on Tan Zheng's arms propped up his sleeves, and his hands were still tightly held, even pulling the person a little closer to him.

The little effort on his forearm didn't work at all.

Ren Zhaoyuan tried and couldn't get rid of it, but he frowned unwillingly and said "headache".

Tan Zheng had no choice but to let go.

As soon as he let go, Ren Zhaoyuan retracted, turned around and lay down, facing the backrest and ignoring him.

Tan Zheng sighed at his back, half-kissed and half-bited the ear that had been vacant for the past few days without any jewelry, and his voice was full of gnashing of teeth and full of helplessness and indulgence: "This is a punishment for me. What, huh?"

Ren Zhaoyuan hid in the pillow.

It was okay just now, but now he was teased by Ren Zhaoyuan and couldn't go out at all, and it took more than ten minutes.Tan Zheng kissed his forehead: "Lie down for a while, I'll take a shower."

It was easy for Ren Zhaoyuan to stir up the fire, but it was not easy for him to pour cold water on it. Tan Zheng didn't touch it himself, and after rushing for a while, he barely extinguished it and changed his clothes before going to the sofa. Go upstairs to get something.

Along with the soup, there was also a bouquet of flowers left in the car.

Tan Zheng first put the food box on the table, then went to the sofa and rubbed the back of Ren Zhaoyuan's neck with flower petals. When Ren Zhaoyuan turned around, all he could see was the softness of champagne roses.

"Get up," Tan Zheng moved the rose away and supported Ren Zhaoyuan to sit up. "The clerk said that there is a new product as a gift. Try it and see if you like it."

Ren Zhaoyuan was really uncomfortable, and Tan Zheng could feel it.

In the past few days, Ren Zhaoyuan's cover-up was not so watertight, but Tan Zheng took it for granted that Nan Feng interpreted every unbearable frown and irritability as a resistance to himself.

Now I got the answer clearly from Ren Zhaoyuan's mouth, the phrase "I have never regretted it" is Tan Zheng's confidence.

I'm settled.

Even if Ren Zhaoyuan hadn't calmed down, it was different from before. When Tan Zheng was blocked from the door before going to bed, Tan Zheng resisted and refused to let him be closed, and squeezed in when he saw the right opportunity.

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't even bother to lose his temper, so he was not allowed to approach.

For the first time, Tan Zheng felt that the bed should be narrowed in the master bedroom, which was just as wide as two people. When lying side by side, the arms were close to the arms and the hands were close to each other, but everything that went out would hang over the edge of the bed.

Or simply make it narrower, and you must hug it to sleep so that it will not fall.

He was lying sideways to Ren Zhaoyuan. At first Ren Zhaoyuan had his back to him, but later when he realized that Ren Zhaoyuan was asleep, Tan Zheng lightly exerted some force on the clothes on Ren Zhaoyuan's body, making him turn around and lie down unconsciously.

After a while, Tan Zheng repeated his old trick, stretching out his arm to give Ren Zhaoyuan a little force on his outer arm, so that he could turn sideways towards him, but he didn't expect to wake up suddenly when he touched Ren Zhaoyuan, trembled all over, and gasped for breath with his eyes wide open.

Tan Zheng was stunned, and quickly raised his hand to comfort his arm, his voice couldn't be softer: "It's okay, it's okay, are you having a nightmare?"

Ren Zhaoyuan turned his head to look at him very slowly, and stared at Tan Zheng without blinking as if he didn't recognize him.

Tan Zheng couldn't help rubbing his face when he saw him: "What's wrong?"

After a long time, Ren Zhaoyuan blinked and tried to get up, Tan Zheng was afraid that his hand would press the injury hard, and hurriedly lifted him up first.

Tan Zheng thought he wanted to drink water or go to the bathroom, but Ren Zhaoyuan just sat by the bed and didn't move anymore.

The scene of him stepping on the ground barefoot and sitting on the edge of the bed with his head bowed was familiar to him. Tan Zheng turned on the light by the bedside a little, went down and knelt down in front of Ren Zhaoyuan, held his wrist and thumb and rubbed it gently inside.

Tan Zheng didn't speak any more, just looked up, and reminded himself that he was beside him with the movements of his hands. It took a while for Ren Zhaoyuan to raise his head, and the warm dark light shone brightly in his eyes.

"Tan Zheng..."

"Yes," Tan Zheng said, "I am here."

Ren Zhaoyuan looked at him and raised his hand towards him. Tan Zheng hurriedly got up and hugged him into his arms, patted him on the back and coaxed him softly: "Here, it's okay, it's a dream, it's okay."

Later, Ren Zhaoyuan lay down hugging him and did not let go, burying his head in the socket of his shoulder and refusing to lift it.Tan Zheng was afraid that it would be difficult to put someone on his body because of the pressure on his hand, so he could only lie on his side and let Ren Zhaoyuan's arm pass through his waist.

The shallow wound on the hand is better, and the bandage doesn't need to be so tightly wrapped. All ten fingers are exposed, and the new scab on the inside of the finger can be felt when touched.

Both hands go up the back of the waist and the spine to the left, groping inch by inch, and finally stop at one position and trace repeatedly.

The location of the knife marks on the back of the black shirt flashed in Tan Zheng's mind, his body was slightly stiff, and he suddenly understood what Ren Zhaoyuan's nightmare was, and when he spoke again, his voice was obviously much hoarse: "I'm fine, nothing at all, don't be afraid, don't be afraid gone."

"You lied to me."

Tan Zheng didn't know what Ren Zhaoyuan's words were accusing him of for a moment, and just wanted to continue to appease him with the "it's okay" that he didn't lie to him, but because of Ren Zhaoyuan's next words, he became hoarse.

Ren Zhaoyuan's voice was low and indistinct, but Tan Zheng could hear him clearly.

He says--

"You said how afraid you are of accidents, how afraid you won't live as long as me..."

"Only I take it seriously..."

88 [2];

Tan Zheng didn't sleep all night.

He hugged Ren Zhaoyuan like he was hugging a unique and priceless treasure in the world, he was reluctant to let go, and he couldn't hug enough.

Ren Zhaoyuan was always restless in his sleep, he often trembled as if stepping on the air, sometimes he would wake up, and sometimes he only murmured Tan Zheng's name in his sleep.

Tan Zheng suddenly began to imagine what it would be like if he was the one left behind that day.

He didn't know what would happen if Ren Zhaoyuan fell into Wang Yue's hands. He wanted to rush over but was drugged by Ren Zhaoyuan and couldn't lift his strength.

Only by a hair.

From the beginning to the end, he always felt that he was fine. He always felt that Ren Zhaoyuan was angry because of his deception, design, and coercion. He always felt that he was sorry for Ren Zhaoyuan's trust but he did not really do anything wrong, because Ren Zhaoyuan's safety is more important.

He apologized and admitted his mistakes, but he always took it for granted, maybe because he had never completely looked at it from Ren Zhaoyuan's perspective.

Together with the many small and trivial things in the past few days.

When he was in the room of the clubhouse, on the night when he just came back, Ren Zhaoyuan stepped on the ground barefoot as before, and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at him differently every time.

Ren Zhaoyuan's mouth was so hurt that it would only hurt more the day he came back. When he cooked, Ren Zhaoyuan picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks.

Ren Zhaoyuan refused to let him take a bath.

The master bedroom is locked, and you can't hear it from outside when you take a shower in the bathroom inside, but Ren Zhaoyuan took a shower in the bathroom outside that night, and he could find it as soon as he went upstairs.

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't sleep with him.

There is a toilet and bathroom on the other side of the master bedroom, and a water dispenser on the balcony, but Ren Zhaoyuan would appear outside the door in the middle of the night.

Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't muster the strength to do things and didn't want to talk, but he only stayed at home for one day before going to the design park.The assistant said that Ren Zhaoyuan put off his work and did nothing to go to the design park. Instead, he had a lot of work to do in the company.

Now the cuts on his hands are almost the same size, and putting on a waterproof sticker will not affect anything.After receiving a call from Tongzhou, he blamed himself and felt guilty, but he couldn't do anything if he wanted to. Ren Zhaoyuan asked him to help him take a bath.

He violated what he promised, consumed Ren Zhaoyuan's trust, and brought Ren Zhaoyuan a lot of injuries, big and small, and nightmares that he couldn't get rid of, but he didn't even promise not to do it again in the future.

Nothing was done, or worse.

Doubt, misunderstanding, compulsion.

Ren Zhaoyuan loosened up, softened, and raised his hand to open a window for him.

Tan Zheng lowered his head and kissed Ren Zhaoyuan's hair, felt Ren Zhaoyuan's breath and temperature, and murmured in a low voice: "How precious are those two tears of mine..."

The next day, Tan Zheng didn't say any more about staying at home with Ren Zhaoyuan, but only asked while wiping his face with a wet towel: "I have something to do with the company, why don't you go with me? I don't worry if I can't see you."

Ren Zhaoyuan closed his eyes and responded, "Yes."

Tan Zheng kissed him, and when he opened his eyes smiled and kissed him on the face again.

"I was wrong."

Ren Zhaoyuan was slightly taken aback when he heard the words.

Tan Zheng looked at him and said again: "I was wrong."

Ren Zhaoyuan moved his lips to say something, but Tan Zheng pressed his fingers on his lips and rubbed them twice.

"You don't need to talk, we'll talk again when you feel better. I just want to tell you that I will correct my mistakes and do what I promised. Don't worry."

Ren Zhaoyuan turned his face slightly, his Adam's apple moved slightly, his eyelashes trembled, and he blinked.

Anyu's employees are no strangers to Ren Zhaoyuan, but they are not familiar with him either. Ren Zhaoyuan often comes but rarely stays in front of others. Everyone just takes a look from afar, and only a few of them get a word of thanks for leading the way.

Tan Zheng's assistants had a lot of contact with Ren Zhaoyuan, and they could say hello to him a few times, and occasionally chat for a while.

Ren Zhaoyuan hadn't been here in the morning yet, and it wasn't a surprise that everyone came in side by side with Tan Zheng. They just followed Tan Zheng's instructions to buy straws, deliver water, and squeeze juice.

It didn't take long for Tan Zheng to send the contents of the lunch he wanted to order to the office at that time, and asked people to buy fashion magazines.

So everyone tacitly reduced the number of entries as much as possible, and saved three or five copies of non-urgent work documents in their hands and took them in for reporting.Occasionally, there is a hint of gossip in the eyes of the upper eye, but no one talks too much.

Tan Zheng didn't sit behind the desk, but sat on the sofa next to Ren Zhaoyuan.

Ren Zhaoyuan took a tablet to look at the pictures, and after a while began to press his forehead frequently. Tan Zheng put the document on the table and pressed it sideways for him. , Ren Zhaoyuan said no.

But he always felt that he was tired from sitting, so Tan Zheng moved to the side and let him rest on his lap.

After all, it is an office, a workplace, and people will come in from time to time, so it is not appropriate to lie down like this.

But Ren Zhaoyuan looked down and couldn't resist Tan Zheng's attraction, so he followed his own body and lay down. At first, he just closed his eyes, but then he fell asleep in a daze and turned his body inside, buried in Tan Zheng's body. Zheng belly.

Tan Zheng supported Ren Zhaoyuan's back with one hand to prevent him from turning over and falling suddenly, and pressed his forehead with the other hand for a while, watching his expression gradually relax before stopping, and took out his mobile phone to send a message to his assistant.

One: Cut out the inside line and let them pick it up. No one is allowed to come in. If there is an incident, report it.

Two: Replace the office sofa after get off work.

The leather sofa in the office is spacious and comfortable enough, but not long enough to lie down on. Ren Zhaoyuan's two long legs are curled up a bit aggrieved.

Changed today and worried about chaos, arguing with Ren Zhaoyuan.He asked the doctor carefully, and a quiet environment and a stable mood would make Ren Zhaoyuan much more comfortable.

Tan Zheng leaned back on the backrest to look at Ren Zhaoyuan, but after a while Ren Zhaoyuan seemed to realize that he was far away, and slightly lowered his head to touch Tan Zheng's body. Tan Zheng straightened up quickly so that Ren Zhaoyuan could be close to him.

At first, I didn't think much about it. After a while, Ren Zhaoyuan rubbed unconsciously. Tan Zheng's back was stiff from top to bottom, and he was afraid that his abdominal muscles would be tense. Divert attention.

But Ren Zhaoyuan's face was close to each other, and after a long time, the breath with a little damp heat was transmitted through the fabric.

Tan Zheng sighed deeply silently, raised his hand and pressed his forehead.

He couldn't help but curled his mouth slightly while watching Ren Zhaoyuan sleeping peacefully.

"Why do you torment me like this..."

When Ren Zhaoyuan came to the office the next day, he found that the sofa had changed. The style, material, and color had all changed. It was bigger and longer than before, with a better handle, and the color was changed to a soft beige.

It looks very comfortable, but it doesn't match the style of Tan Zheng's office.

Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't think of the reason.

"Inspiring teachers and mobilizing people."

Tan Zheng didn't respond to his words, just smiled and led him to sit there.

In fact, there is a lounge in the office where you can lie down, but Ren Zhaoyuan and Tan Zheng didn't go in except yesterday afternoon.

It is inconvenient for Tan Zheng to go to work during working hours, so Ren Zhaoyuan went in to rest by himself. Tan Zheng couldn't see him, and he didn't want to go, so it was good to be next to Tan Zheng.

Most of the time, Tan Zheng stayed by Ren Zhaoyuan's side. Occasionally, he had work that couldn't be supported by the laptop, so he could only go to the desk.

Ren Zhaoyuan turned halfway through the magazine in his hand and looked up at Tan Zheng.

Tan Zheng turned his head to meet his gaze: "What's wrong?"

Ren Zhaoyuan shook his head, raised his chin slightly to signal him to keep busy, Tan Zheng just smiled and continued to work, letting him watch.

Tan Zheng's desk is very wide, made of thick black wood, with three screens on the right hand side, and a water glass bought for him by Ren Zhaoyuan on the left front.

He is so charming at work, Ren Zhaoyuan stared at him intently, his mature and steady appearance in front of his eyes, and the sound of his crying "I'm afraid" in his mind.

Tan Zheng asked him if he was still angry, and he said angry.

It's a fake not to be angry anymore, but if you really say how angry you are, you don't.

Ren Zhaoyuan was angry that Tan Zheng was thinking about him, that Tan Zheng was alone in danger and did not take himself seriously. More anger actually came from endless fear and fear.

He knows that if there is a problem between two people, they should communicate first, but he just doesn't want to talk to people or talk to them.

Physical discomfort accounted for half, and psychological annoyance accounted for the other half. Together, they just wanted to keep Tan Zheng cold.I don't want to see the wound I made on his hand, and I don't dare to think about the knife that went into his back in my dream.

What's more, Tan Zheng didn't feel that he had done anything wrong at all.

All apologies are only for the way this matter was put into practice, the glass of water that was secretly mixed with something, and the "incomplete" implementation that caused him two hand injuries, not because this matter should not be done.

Tan Zheng is always good in front of him, it's because Tan Zheng loves him, so he feels that he can do whatever he wants in his heart, it's not that Tan Zheng has no opinions and no ego.

People who don't have their own opinions can't make achievements.

The current position is the most powerful proof that Tan Zheng has his own opinions.

So what Tan Zheng really thinks is correct and should be done, no matter how much he opposes it, no matter how bad the consequences are, Tan Zheng will do it, and he will never regret it.

Even if he knew in advance that there was Sun Jin who wanted Tan Zheng's life, even if he knew that Wang Yue wanted to humiliate his life, even if he knew that he would be angry, indifferent or even separated after the matter was resolved, Tan Zheng would still go by himself.

They are not a heavyweight at all, but for Tan Zheng, Ren Zhaoyuan's not being injured or humiliated is more important than his life.

There will only be this choice thousands of times.

Ren Zhaoyuan was angry and objected, but in fact he couldn't do anything other than these things, and he couldn't change anything.

Knowing that you can't change it, you have more fears, worries, and anger.

For a moment or two, he really felt that he never wanted to say a word to Tan Zheng again in this life.

The irritability caused by physical discomfort and the incomparably real fear in the dream layered and thickened the shell of anger and indifference, and even Ren Zhaoyuan himself didn't know how to calm down.

But as soon as Tan Zheng cried, tears fell down, and the airtight barrier was leaked at once.

Ren Zhaoyuan never knew that such contradictory feelings could appear at the same time, he was so angry that he didn't want to see him and he was so distressed that he couldn't help but touch his face to coax him, he wanted to hit him and rub his hair to comfort him, he wanted him to hurt but he couldn't see him really hurt.

So it has become a strange and harmonious way of getting along now. It is said that the Cold War really does not look like the Cold War, and it seems that it is reconciled but not reconciled.

Jin Shiyan met him once when he came over, and when he asked Tan Zheng later, Tan Zheng only said that he was still coaxing.

Tongzhou heard from the doctor that Ren Zhaoyuan's condition was much better, so he called to send care and gossip to ask how he was doing. At that time, Ren Zhaoyuan just said yes.

A few days later for no apparent reason, Ren Zhaoyuan's headache subsided, he dared to eat some non-stimulating food, and went to the hospital with Tan Zheng to have the stitches removed.

Tan Zheng planted a barely perceptible kiss on Ren Zhaoyuan's palm, recalling in a daze the wound he had inflicted on Ren Zhaoyuan's hand many years ago in the alley on a snowy night.

When we talked about it not long ago, Ren Zhaoyuan said that he was healed a long time ago, without leaving any scars, and now he has left new scars because of him.

Such perfect hands, fair, slender, and agile, were scarred because of him.

"What, you think it's ugly?"

I watched it again and again when the stitches were removed in the hospital, and I read it after wrapping the gauze, and now I still hold it in my hand when I get home.

"How is it possible?" Tan Zheng kissed his palm again through the gauze, "I feel distressed."

Ren Zhaoyuan pulled out his hand: "Guilty?"

"Ah."

Ren Zhaoyuan nodded, instead of going into the cloakroom to change clothes as usual, he went straight to the guest bedroom, and stood at the door and said to Tan Zheng: "We agreed to chat, come on."

Tan Zheng had just habitually followed the footsteps halfway.

The guest bedroom has already been tidied up, and Tan Zheng went in by himself, but he didn't want to be with Ren Zhaoyuan.

He thought about it in different places, and probably he could empathize with Ren Zhaoyuan's hopelessness and anxiety at that time, and he didn't want Ren Zhaoyuan to look back on it again.

But I also know that Ren Zhaoyuan's decision is not so easy to change.

But I still couldn't help struggling and said: "Why don't we go upstairs and talk?"

Ren Zhaoyuan stood at the door and looked at him without saying a word, and Tan Zheng went in obediently.

The room was neat and tidy, everything returned to its original position, and the mess from that day was not visible at all.

The tie was ripped off, and his hands were tied and dragged to the bed. Tan Zheng let it go, until he heard the metallic sound of the belt buckle snapping open.

He thought that Ren Zhaoyuan wanted him to briefly experience the feelings at that time, tie him up and tell him how he was feeling at that time, or just throw him here and shut him up for a night and a half before talking, never expecting this direction.

Tan Zheng's Adam's apple rolled heavily: "Zhaoyuan..."

"This is," Ren Zhaoyuan pressed the button maliciously, "What are you thinking about?"

Tan Zheng already had no resistance to him, plus he hadn't passed this period of time, so he let out a muffled snort, and easily caught fire: "Zhaoyuan..."

"Well," Ren Zhaoyuan stepped up in response, and slowly bent down while clutching his collar, "First settle the accounts, then talk, I'm still angry."

Tan Zheng's breathing became rough: "How do you calculate?"

"Guess it."

Tan Zheng had a bad feeling: "You beat me up, really."

Ren Zhaoyuan pinched his face and shook him from side to side: "I'm angry, and I still want to treat you the way you want?"

He was too close, and Tan Zheng couldn't help but wanted to kiss him, but he was held down just as he was about to move.

"Don't move," Ren Zhaoyuan clamped his jaw, and completed the second half of the sentence word by word, "No, promise, shoot."

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