Chapter 60 Teaching

Chapter 60 Teaching

In fact, Ren Zhaoyuan, who can teach, taught him the last time.

How to prepare, to what extent, even faster or slower.

But in fact, he didn't teach anything if he thought about it carefully. Tan Zheng was just not afraid of hurting him. When he really got to that point, the instinct in a man's bones was enough.

So tonight, although Ren Zhaoyuan promised to teach, he didn't really think about what to teach, it was just a good way to say it.

I didn't expect that there really was something that he needed to teach.

Tan Zheng put the square tinfoil bag in his hand, the meaning could not be more obvious. Ren Zhaoyuan had nothing to be ashamed of, but he found it inappropriate after taking it apart.

"What size did you buy?"

Tan Zheng was lying half-lying, breathing a little heavy, and frowned slightly and replied, "Medium and large are available, you can take this as you like."

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled and threw the one in his hand into the trash can, and opened the box again: "I don't know much about myself, Mr. Tan?"

"I haven't bought it before," Tan Zheng's breathing abruptly increased with Ren Zhaoyuan's hand movements, and after two seconds he raised his eyes to look at Ren Zhaoyuan, and whispered, "It's not very comfortable..."

This brand is already the largest among all the big ones. Ren Zhaoyuan asked him, "Does it feel like the blood is not circulating?"

"It's not that serious," Tan Zheng pulled Ren Zhaoyuan, who was sitting on top of him, into his arms, frowning and rubbing against his side face, "It's just not very comfortable."

"It's normal to have a sense of restraint," Ren Zhaoyuan was so tickled by him that he avoided a distance and raised his hand to rub at the roots of his hair, "If you don't feel it, it means it's not suitable, and it will fall off easily."

Tan Zheng's brows still didn't stretch, and he looked a little aggrieved: "Do you have to wear it? Can't it be like last night?"

"Yes," Ren Zhaoyuan said, "for safety's sake, and it will be easy to handle."

Although he has zero experience in specific implementation, Tan Zheng still knows the basic common sense about blocking diseases.

I know there is room for negotiation.

"I pay great attention to hygiene, and have been doing physical examinations on time to ensure that there is no problem," Tan Zheng looked at Ren Zhaoyuan, earnestly seeking welfare for himself, "You don't need to deal with it, as long as you nod your head, you don't need to move anything."

Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't help but tilt his head and chuckle, it was so hard that he felt uncomfortable, and he could endure bargaining here.

"It's not just this. If you don't wear it, you will be more prone to injury, infection and fever."

In fact, he did it without any measures last night, which Ren Zhaoyuan didn't even think of.

At first, didn't think much about it when tacitly agreed. Later, when saw Tan Zheng's frank expectation and eagerness, was not willing to refuse to stop.

He always seemed to make many concessions to Tan Zheng that he did not clearly recognize.

Without thinking, it comes naturally.

Just like now, while he asked Tan Zheng to wear it and explained the reason clearly, he couldn't help but wonder if the size of the sleeve was inappropriate, or maybe it was a little tight that made him so unwilling.

I couldn't help but let out a sigh: "If you feel uncomfortable, just take it off first."

But he agreed, but Tan Zheng refused.

"It's okay," Tan Zheng's previous reluctance to disperse easily, he turned over and pressed Ren Zhaoyuan down for a kiss, "It's good to get used to it and wear it in the future."

Ren Zhaoyuan was stunned for a moment and wanted to say something, but then he was distracted by the aggression that filled every inch, leaving only a vague voice overflowing from his throat: "Hmm..."

——

"Zhaoyuan, Zhaoyuan?"

"Um.."

Tan Zheng sat on the edge of the bed, leaned over and patted Ren Zhaoyuan's shoulder lightly: "Wake up first, there is something in the Design Park looking for you."

Seeing that Ren Zhaoyuan was about to turn in with his eyes closed, Tan Zheng hurriedly pinned him down, but his movements were not heavy, and the kiss was also light, falling on his eyelids and cheeks, and his voice couldn't be lower: "Clear hit a few times. The next call, there is something urgent for you to make up your mind, why don't you give her a call before going to sleep?"

Ren Zhaoyuan's eyelashes trembled for a few moments. He slowly opened his eyes and closed them again. After a while, he opened them again. His brows were slightly lowered due to being woken up. His dense and long eyelashes were fluttering slightly. , misty.

It made Tan Zheng forget to breathe for a while.

"cell phone.."

"Oh," Tan Zheng cleared his throat and handed the phone to him, "here."

The semi-shading curtains on the floor-to-ceiling windows are tightly drawn, the light in the bedroom is dim, and the brightness of the mobile phone has been specially adjusted, but it is still a bit irritating at first glance.

Ren Zhaoyuan frowned, Tan Zheng stretched out his hand to block the screen: "Drink some water first, I'll call it back for you."

It's about the upcoming international spring auction.

The jewelry group that participated in the spring auction had a temporary breach of contract and withdrew it. The wealthy businessman who bought it originally wanted to wait for the spring auction day to take it regardless of the cost. Unexpectedly, his wife's condition suddenly deteriorated, so he took a lot of trouble to buy the jewelry in advance.

The liquidated damages have been paid in full, but the organizer needs to find heavier jewelry instead.

It's not difficult to find one, but the organizer doesn't want to publicize it, and the number of people who know it is less, and things can only be done in private.

They thought of AL for the first time.

This is a win-win, and AL has no reason to refuse. It's just that the jewelry that participates in the competition should be amazing enough to shock the field, and it's better that it has never been publicly displayed. AL can show it, but only Ren Zhaoyuan can call the shots.

After talking about the matter, Ren Zhaoyuan was completely awake. He put his mobile phone aside and stopped when he was about to get out of bed. The whole person froze for a few seconds.

"What's wrong?"

Ren Zhaoyuan leaned back on the bed with his arms propped up: "It's okay, I'll get up later."

Last night, thought that Tan Zheng was not having enough fun the previous time, and during the day, because he called to stop and thought about things, anyway, he had already explained in the car that he drank so much alcohol again and again, and it was not too much, so he didn't call to stop in time.

Although it finally stopped.

Tan Zheng's energy is really terrifying.

Ren Zhaoyuan has been exercising all year round, and asked himself that his physical fitness is good in the same age group, but Tan Zheng has no advantage over him.

He hasn't reached thirty-five yet. In a few more years, when he counts to forty, he won't be able to get by?

"You lie down, I'll press it for you."

Someone enjoyed serving Ren Zhaoyuan, and immediately turned over: "Don't press your shoulders, help me press your waist."

"here?"

"Go down a bit."

"Is it here?"

"Well, you can focus..."

Tan Zheng recalled the massage technician's technique when he was in the winery before, rubbing and pressing with the base of his palm and thumb, thinking that he would take time to learn it: "Will it be more comfortable?"

"It's more comfortable. Press it for another three minutes."

"Thirty minutes."

Ren Zhaoyuan sank his face into the pillow, closed his eyes and smiled: "It is against the law to squeeze labor."

"What kind of law does my own people commit?" Tan Zheng lowered his head and dropped a kiss on the snow covered by Mo Se Ying's back, "You can do whatever you want."

Ren Zhaoyuan laughed again, stretched out his hand and held his wrist back: "Okay, it's tiring after pressing for a long time, it's alright."

"Not tired."

Tan Zheng insisted on pressing, but did not speak for a while.

Ren Zhaoyuan opened his eyes to look at him, and met his gaze: "What's the matter, what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking," Tan Zheng kneading his hands a little slower, "Is it like this after doing it?"

Ren Zhaoyuan turned over and asked Tan Zheng to stop: "What is this?"

"You seem to be very tired every time you wake up."

Ren Zhaoyuan blinked, if he didn't understand it wrong, did he mean self-doubt at the technical level?

In fact, Tan Zheng can't say whether the technology is good or not, because he doesn't need technology at all, the simplest, most primitive and most direct, a bit reckless.

But this kind of thing, happy enough.

However, Ren Zhaoyuan really wanted to talk about something here. After the last time, he thought about the next time, but it turned out that he had no chance at all at that time.

"If you're pressed for a night, you'll be tired. It's normal. Change it frequently in between. Cough, your posture will be better."

Tan Zheng's expression relaxed: "I'll listen to you tonight. You can come as you feel better."

Ren Zhaoyuan's eyelids jumped: "Tonight?"

"Ah," Tan Zheng looked at him, "what's the matter?"

"You sleep in the guest room tonight."

Tan Zheng was stunned, and immediately refused: "I don't."

"You said about yourself three minutes ago, I can do whatever I want."

Can't tell him.

Tan Zheng jumped directly on Ren Zhaoyuan, biting his earlobe and grinding his teeth: "How can there be such a thing, I just moved in and split the room?"

Ren Zhaoyuan was unprepared. He was so hard pressed that he could hardly breathe. He raised his hand and slapped Tan Zheng's back heavily, but he didn't feel any pain or itching at all.

To be fair, it took so much money just to move in, what did he say?

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