Chapter 88

88[1];

When Tan Zheng heard Ren Zhaoyuan ask him to help him take a bath, everyone was stunned.

He obviously didn't do anything good, and he misunderstood him, drunk him crazy, and hurt him.

Ren Zhaoyuan had already stood up and walked out two steps before Tan Zheng reacted. He stepped over and hugged him from behind. The careful probing in his voice and the strength of his arms were both extremes: "Yes..Aren't you angry?"

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

"Blame me, blame me," Tan Zheng immediately pulled back, and put his arms around someone loosely and kissed his forehead, "You should be angry, I'll take you upstairs to take a shower."

Ren Zhaoyuan's "No" vacated before he had time to 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 no longer objected.

He was too lazy to move.

I haven't felt it before, at most feel a heavy head after all night. Only now did realize that the headache was terrifying.

I didn't feel that my physique was special before, but now the sleep aid granules can drink the effect of sweating medicine, and the side effects of refreshing needles are also particularly strong.

Doctors say that normally, headaches are not so serious. In the end, after checking and checking, they still say that each person's physique is different.

The nerves are twitching faintly or the needles are pricked, and can endure it, but sometimes the pain is so severe that it feels like the head is alone in a space with great pressure. If the range of motion is large, you can be stunned for a few seconds, and the brain will feel dizzy and heavy. If you happen to encounter someone talking, you often have to react for a while.

In addition, the mouth is full of ulcers, and both hands hurt when I move them inadvertently. I am afraid that every time I fall into a dream, I will be frightened, and I still have a breath that I can't breathe.

He didn't want to meet people, he didn't want to talk, if it wasn't for the fear that Tan Zheng would do something stupid and hurt himself, he would have found a place with no one to stay for a long time.

At this moment, Tan Zheng already knew that Ren Zhaoyuan didn't need to hold back any longer. He had let go of all his strength, and it was shrunken like a cabbage that lacked water and was exposed to the sun.

Tan Zheng's gang didn't need Ren Zhaoyuan to do anything at all. They took off his clothes, washed them by rubbing, and even carried them in and out of the bathtub to keep Ren Zhaoyuan on the ground.

After taking a shower, I didn't go directly to the bed, I put on my nightgown and put it on the sofa. Tan Zheng used a towel to gently suck the moisture out of his hair: "It's a little late, I'll have someone bring it over to eat, can I make it for you tomorrow?"

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

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

Certainly not without food.

I haven't eaten a serious meal in the past few days, and stomach is well nourished and can't stand the toss. If don't eat, can't keep up with the nutrition, and have no energy and spirit. feel uncomfortable and don't want to eat. It will only lead to a vicious circle.

But Tan Zheng thought about the appearance of Ren Zhaoyuan's mouth, but he really couldn't say anything to make him endure the meal.

"Then let's have some soup, how about the maw and pigeon soup?"

Ren Zhaoyuan did not speak, but Tan Zheng asked again, "Where's the magnolia and crucian carp soup?"

"Goji berry 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 took the trouble to ask one by one, like if he could, he would like to pluck the moon from the sky to make soup for him.

Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't say a single "no".

"You decide."

Tan Zheng immediately contacted someone to bring it over.

On the way back, he saw a restaurant that Ren Zhaoyuan liked when he was sitting in the back and thinking about it. He thought that he might not have enough money to cook and drink, so he ordered a few soups.

Everything has been cooked, and it is simmering on a small fire, just waiting for Tan Zheng to say a word.

"It will be delivered in about 20 minutes." Tan Zheng squatted and knelt in front of Ren Zhaoyuan to check whether his hands were wet, and then lightly touched the blood vessels of his wrists, "Don't go to the Design Park tomorrow, rest at home. Take a break?"

"If you want to stay by yourself, I'll be in another room, don't disturb..." Tan Zheng's voice came to an abrupt end, his breath suffocated, and after a few seconds he opened his mouth slightly and took a heavy breath——

Ren Zhaoyuan was barefoot and was stepping on somewhere.

When he was in the bathroom just now, he put a few drops of essential oil in the bathtub. While Ren Zhaoyuan was taking a bath, Tan Zheng quickly took a shower next to him. After changing into clean home clothes, he continued to wash him.

It's quite normal to have a reaction like that.

I just knew that Ren Zhaoyuan was not feeling well, and Tan Zheng had just messed around when he was downstairs, helping him take a bath all the way from start to finish.

It's hard to press down a little now.

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

Tan Zheng held the skeletal ankle with his big hand, his palm against the outer ankle, his thumb pressed against the clear blue blood vessels on the inside, and his deep eyes were like the sea in the middle of the night.

Ren Zhaoyuan's eyes only touched him for a while, then he looked away carelessly, landing on the stubble chin, the rolling Adam's apple, the chain of the neckline, the ups and downs of the thin fabric, and finally stopped somewhere on his feet.

The ankle is restrained, but not affected.

Ren Zhaoyuan pressed down on the soles of his feet and moved his toes slightly, as if he was suddenly interested in something. Push the forearm down.

The muscles on Tan Zheng's arms propped up his sleeves, still holding his hands tightly, and even pulled the person closer to him.

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

Ren Zhaoyuan tried to break free, raised his eyebrows unwillingly and said "headache".

Tan Zheng had to let go.

As soon as he let go of Ren Zhaoyuan, he retracted and turned to lie down, facing the backrest and ignoring him.

Tan Zheng sighed at his back, hugged and bit the ear that had been empty for the past few days without any accessories, his voice was a bit gnashing and full of helplessness: "This is punishing me. What, eh?"

Ren Zhaoyuan hid in the pillow.

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

The fire was easily lifted by Ren Zhaoyuan, but it was not easy to be poured down by cold water. Tan Zheng didn't touch it himself. Go upstairs to get something.

Along with the heavy soup, there was a bunch of flowers that fell in the car.

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

"Get up," Tan Zheng took the rose away and held Ren Zhaoyuan up and sat 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 too leaky, but Tan Zheng took it for granted that Nan\Feng understood every frown and irritability that was unbearable as a resistance to himself.

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

Made up my mind.

Even if Ren Zhaoyuan hadn't calmed down, it was different from before. When he was blocked from the door before going to bed, Tan Zheng pretended not to let Guan Yan, and squeezed in when he saw the opportunity.

Ren Zhaoyuan was too lazy to lose his temper, so he was not allowed to approach.

For the first time, Tan Zheng felt that the master bedroom should have a narrow bed. It was just wide enough for the two of them. When they were lying side by side, their arms were next to each other, but they would hang by the bedside whenever they went out.

Or simply make it narrower, and you have to hold it to sleep so that it won't fall off.

He was lying on his side to Ren Zhaoyuan. At first, Ren Zhaoyuan turned his back to him. Later, when he realized that Ren Zhaoyuan was asleep, Tan Zheng gently exerted a little force on Ren Zhaoyuan's clothes, causing him to turn around unconsciously and lie flat.

After a while, Tan Zheng repeated his old trick, extending his arm to give Ren Zhaoyuan a little force on his outer arm, so that he could turn to his side.

Tan Zheng was stunned for a moment, and quickly raised his hand to comfort him along his arm, his voice couldn't be softer: "It's alright, it's alright, have you had a nightmare?"

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

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

For a long time, Ren Zhaoyuan blinked and tried to get up. Tan Zheng was afraid that his hand would be pressing the wound so hard that he first lifted him up and helped him up.

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

The scene of his bare feet sitting on the ground with his head down and sitting beside the bed was familiar. Tan Zheng turned on the bedside light a little bit, knelt down and squatted in front of Ren Zhaoyuan, holding his wrist and thumb and rubbing lightly on the 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. After a while, Ren Zhaoyuan raised his head, the warm dark light shining 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 took the man into his arms, patted his back and coaxed softly, "Here, it's alright, it's a dream, it's alright."

Later, he hugged and lay down Ren Zhaoyuan and didn't let go. He buried his head in his shoulder and refused to lift it. Tan Zheng was afraid of pressing his hand and it was difficult to put people on his body, so he could only lie on his side and let Ren Zhaoyuan's arm pass through his waist.

The shallower wound on his hand is better, the bandage does not need to be wrapped so tightly, all ten fingers are exposed, and when you touch the body, you can feel the new scab on the inside of the fingers.

The two hands moved up the back waist and the spine to the left, groping inch by inch, and finally stopped at a position to trace repeatedly.

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

"You lied to me."

Tan Zheng didn't know what Ren Zhaoyuan's words were accusing himself for a while. He just thought that he didn't lie to him and continued to appease him, because Ren Zhaoyuan's next words were hoarse.

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

He says

"You said that you were more afraid of accidents, and more afraid of not living long without me..."

"Only I take it seriously.."

88[2];

Tan Zheng didn't sleep all night.

He hugged Ren Zhaoyuan like he was holding a unique and priceless treasure in the world.

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

Tan Zheng suddenly began to imagine how it would feel if he was 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 he was drugged by Ren Zhaoyuan and couldn't get up his strength.

Only a difference of milliseconds.

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

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

Along with a lot of little things these days.

When he was in the clubhouse room, the night he just came back, Ren Zhaoyuan also stepped on the ground with bare feet and sat beside the bed. Every time he looked at him, his eyes were different from usual.

Ren Zhaoyuan's mouth hurt like that, and it would only hurt more the day he came back. When he cooked, Ren Zhaoyuan took a chopstick of fish.

Ren Zhaoyuan refused to let him help take a bath.

The master bedroom was locked, and he couldn't hear it outside the bathroom inside, but Ren Zhaoyuan was washing in the bathroom outside that night, and he could find it as soon as he went upstairs.

Ren Zhaoyuan did not 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 will appear outside the door in the middle of the night.

Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't bring up the strength to do things and didn't want to talk, but he only stayed at home for a day and went to the Design Park. The assistant said that Ren Zhaoyuan had postponed his work and did nothing in the design park. Instead, he had a lot of work to do in the company.

Now that the openings on his hand are almost the same, putting on a waterproof sticker won't affect anything. After receiving the call from Tongzhou, he felt guilty and guilty, but he was determined but couldn't do anything. Ren Zhaoyuan asked him to take a bath.

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

Did nothing, or even worse.

Doubt, misunderstanding, coercion.

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

Tan Zheng lowered his head and kissed the top of Ren Zhaoyuan's hair, feeling Ren Zhaoyuan's breath and temperature, and muttered in a low voice, "How precious are my two tears..."

The next day, Tan Zheng didn't say anything about staying at home with Ren Zhaoyuan. He just wiped his face with a damp towel and asked, "There's something going on at the company, can you come with me? I'm not worried if I don't see you."

Ren Zhaoyuan closed his eyes and replied, "Well."

Tan Zheng kissed him, and when he opened his eyes and smiled, he kissed his cheek again.

"I was wrong."

Ren Zhaoyuan was slightly startled when he heard the words.

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

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

"You don't need to talk, we'll talk when you're not uncomfortable. I just want to tell you that I'll change what's wrong, and I'll do what I promised, you can rest assured."

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

An Yu's employees are not unfamiliar with Ren Zhaoyuan, but they are not familiar with them either. Ren Zhaoyuan often comes, but rarely spends much time in front of people. Everyone only glances at it from a distance, and only a few people get a word of thanks for leading the way.

Some of Tan Zheng's assistants had a lot of contact with Ren Zhaoyuan. They could greet him a few times, and occasionally chat a little or two.

Ren Zhaoyuan hadn't been here in the morning, and when he came in side by side with Tan Zheng, everyone was not surprised. They just bought straws, delivered water, and squeezed juice according to Tan Zheng's instructions.

It didn't take long for Tan Zheng to send the contents of the lunch to be ordered early to be delivered to the office, and then asked to buy fashion magazines.

Therefore, everyone tacitly reduced the number of entries as much as possible, and kept three or five copies of non-urgent work documents in their hands and reported them together. Occasionally, there is a faint interest in gossip when they meet their eyes, but no one talks much.

Tan Zheng did not sit behind the desk, but sat on the sofa next to Ren Zhaoyuan.

Ren Zhaoyuan took a tablet to look at the picture. After a while, he began to press his forehead frequently. When Tan Zheng Yuguang saw it, he put the document on the table and pressed him on his side. After pressing it for a while, he noticed that Ren Zhaoyuan was very uncomfortable, and asked him if he wanted to go to the lounge inside. , 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 come in from time to time, so it is not suitable to lie down like this.

But Ren Zhaoyuan looked down and couldn't resist the attraction given by Tan Zheng. He obeyed his body's thoughts and lay down. At first, he just closed his eyes. Later, when he fell asleep in a daze, he turned inward and buried himself in Tan Zheng. Zheng lower abdomen.

Tan Zheng held Ren Zhaoyuan's back with one hand to prevent him from suddenly turning over and falling down, and pressed a hand on his forehead for a while, seeing that his expression gradually loosened before he put his hand away, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the assistant.

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

Two: Change the office sofa after get off work.

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

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

Tan Zheng leaned back against the back to look at Ren Zhaoyuan, but after a while Ren Zhaoyuan seemed to realize that he was far away, so he lowered his head slightly to stick it on Tan Zheng's body, and Tan Zheng hurriedly stood up again so that Ren Zhaoyuan could be next to him.

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

But Ren Zhaoyuan's face was right there next to each other, and after a long time, his breath passed through the cloth with a slightly damp heat.

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

He couldn't help but look at Ren Zhaoyuan's peaceful sleep, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

"Why are you tossing me like this..."

The next day, when Ren Zhaoyuan came to the office, he found that the sofa had been changed. The style, material, and color had all changed. It was larger and longer than the previous one, with a better feel, and the color was changed to a soft camel.

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

How could Ren Zhaoyuan not think of the reason.

"Rising teachers and moving the crowd."

Tan Zheng didn't answer his words, he just smiled and led him over to sit.

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

It is not convenient for Tan Zheng to go into the office during working hours. Ren Zhaoyuan goes in to rest by himself. Tan Zheng can't see him, and he doesn't want to go, so he just sits next to Tan Zheng, which is good.

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

Ren Zhaoyuan turned the magazine halfway through 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 continue working, Tan Zheng smiled and continued to work, letting him see.

Tan Zheng's desk is very wide, thick black wood, with three display screens on the right side, and a water cup that Ren Zhaoyuan bought for him on the far left side.

He was so charming when he was working, Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't take his eyes off him, he saw his mature and steady appearance in front of him, and his mind was the cry of him saying "I'm afraid" hoarsely.

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

It's a lie to not be angry anymore, but it's true that I'm still angry, and I'm not.

Ren Zhaoyuan was angry that Tan Zheng made his mind to him, and that Tan Zheng was alone in danger and didn't take him seriously. More of the anger actually came from endless fear and fear.

He knew that if there was a problem between the two people, they should communicate first, but he just didn't want to talk to them.

Physical discomfort accounted for half, and psychological anger accounted for the other half. Together, I just wanted to keep Tan Zheng cold. He didn't want to see the wound he made on his hand, and didn't dare to recall the knife that went into his back in his dream.

Besides, Tan Zheng didn't think he did anything wrong at all.

All apologies are just for the way it was done, the cup of water that was secretly mixed with something, and the injuries to his hands caused by the "incomplete" implementation, not because it shouldn't be done.

Tan Zheng is always fine in front of him, that's because Tan Zheng loves him, so he thinks he can do whatever he wants, not because Tan Zheng has no opinion or self.

People who are not assertive can't make achievements.

The current position is the most powerful proof of Tan Zheng's assertiveness.

Therefore, what Tan Zheng really thinks is right and should be done, even if he opposes it and the consequences are bad, 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's intention was to humiliate not his life, even if he knew that he would be angry, indifferent or even possibly separated after the matter was resolved, Tan Zheng would still go by himself.

They are not two heavyweights at all, but in Tan Zheng's place, Ren Zhaoyuan's not being hurt or humiliated is more important than his life.

Thousands of times it will only be this choice.

Ren Zhaoyuan was angry and opposed, but in fact he couldn't do anything but change it.

Knowing that it can't be changed, I am more afraid, worried, and annoyed.

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 the physical discomfort and the incomparably real fear in the dream over and over again thickened the shell of anger and indifference, and even Ren Zhaoyuan himself did not know how to calm it down.

But as soon as Tan Zheng cried, tears fell, and the airtight barrier was pierced.

Ren Zhaoyuan never knew that such contradictory feelings could occur at the same time. He was so angry that he didn't want to see him, but he couldn't help touching his face and coaxing him. He wanted to beat him and rub his hair to comfort him.

So it has become a strange and harmonious way of getting along. It is said that in the Cold War, the appearance of the Cold War is not seen, and it seems that there is no reconciliation.

Jin Shiyan met 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 getting better, so he called to send care and wentssip to ask how he was doing.

After a few days of confusion, Ren Zhaoyuan's headache subsided. He dared to eat some non-stimulating meals, and went to the hospital with Tan Zheng to remove the sutures.

Tan Zheng dropped an almost imperceptible kiss on Ren Zhaoyuan's palm, thinking in a trance of the wound that was scratched on Ren Zhaoyuan's hand in the Xueye Alley many years ago.

Talking about it not long after we were together, Ren Zhaoyuan said that he had healed a long time ago without leaving any scars, and now he has new scars because of him.

Such a perfect pair of hands, fair, slender, and agile, but scarred because of him.

"What, ugly?"

I looked and looked at it when the stitches were removed in the hospital, I looked at it after wrapping the gauze, and now I'm still holding 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?"

"Um."

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

Tan Zheng had just habitually followed the footsteps halfway.

The guest bedroom had already been put away, and Tan Zheng had also gone in by himself, but he didn't want to be with Ren Zhaoyuan.

He imagined it from a different place, and he could probably feel the hopelessness of Ren Zhaoyuan at that time, and he didn't want Ren Zhaoyuan to review it again.

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

But he still couldn't help but struggle: "Why don't you go upstairs to chat?"

Ren Zhaoyuan stood at the door and watched him without speaking, and Tan Zheng went in honestly.

The room was neat and tidy, everything was in its place, and the mess that day could not be seen at all.

The tie was torn off, his hands were tied and he was pushed onto the bed. Tan Zheng let it go, and was stunned until he heard a metallic sound from the belt buckle.

He thought that Ren Zhaoyuan wanted him to simply experience the feelings at that time, tie him up and tell him how he was feeling at the time, or just leave it here and shut it up for a night and a half before talking. He never thought it would go this way.

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

"This is," Ren Zhaoyuan pressed wickedly, "what are you thinking?"

Tan Zheng didn't have any resistance to him at first, and he hadn't been through this period of time at all. With a grunt, he easily caught fire: "Zhaoyuan..."

"Well," Ren Zhaoyuan stepped up in response, grabbed his neck and leaned down slowly, "I'll settle the account first, then talk, I'm still not out of breath."

Tan Zheng's breath was rough: "How do you count?"

"Guess it."

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

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

He was so close that 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 clenched his jaw, and filled out the second half of the sentence word by word, "No, allow, shoot."

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