Chapter 92 Anklet

The ankle link interface is a snap button that cannot be released when pushed in. If you want to take it off, you can only break it.

The various interfaces of the jewelry are far more seen by Ren Zhao, and he can already see it as soon as he holds it in his hand.

This is actually inconvenient. It doesn't matter what accessories you wear every day, as long as you like it. It's just that the clothes worn for large-scale events sometimes show ankles, and there are often special designs from hairstyles to accessories. It is not appropriate to wear anklets on some occasions.

But Ren Zhaoyuan didn't say much, and let Tan Zheng put it on for himself.

Not going to pick it up.

If you really encounter inappropriate occasions, then inappropriate is not appropriate.

Fortunately, he has reached the current height, and he does not need to cater to anything.

The thin silver chain goes around the thinnest point of the ankle, not too loose or too tight. The slightly falling arc is limited to preventing Ren Zhaoyuan from being strangled, and it is difficult to put it into his fingertips.

Tan Zheng knelt down on one knee on the next step, and the water submerged his waist and abdomen, flush with a ravine at the top of the rectus abdominis.

Ren Zhaoyuan's feet floating on the water were held in Tan Zheng's hands, he carefully put on the anklet, and received another kiss that fell slowly.

He chose to wear the ring for Ren Zhaoyuan in the middle of the night when he was sleeping, but it was like a marriage proposal when he wore the anklet.

Ren Zhaoyuan's foot stretched forward, and Tan Zheng's hand came in his direction with his strength.

He tied Ren Zhaoyuan's ankle, but Ren Zhaoyuan was always free to move.

"Say," Ren Zhaoyuan put his foot on him, at first glance it looked more like Tan Zheng was holding Ren Zhaoyuan and stepping on his chest, "Is it a long-planned plan?"

Tan Zheng obediently confessed: "Yes."

The silver tin foil bag that was originally floating by the pool slowly drifted along the water surface, and was closer to Ren Zhaoyuan. Before Tan Zheng could meet Ren Zhaoyuan, he was already holding it in his hand, and he shook it at Tan Zheng: "This is also true."

The water droplets on the packaging dripped down, creating tiny ripples on the water surface.

Tan Zheng has never been provoked by him.

His feet smashed into the water from his chest, and Tan Zheng stepped forward and pressed Ren Zhaoyuan in the splashing water, and put his hands behind him to separate Ren Zhaoyuan's back and the edge of the steps.

He wanted to do it here from the first time he went swimming with Ren Zhaoyuan.

Even in every room and every inch of the house, as long as the two of them stayed together, Tan Zheng thought about it.

Even if Ren Zhaoyuan didn't say a word or do a thing, just stood quietly with his back to him, it was a huge attraction for him.

Besides, Ren Zhaoyuan would always turn around, talk to him, and smile at him.

Every hug and kiss gave Tan Zheng the satisfaction of owning the whole world, and also gave him more bottomless desires.

Want to grab deeper and heavier, want to occupy longer and longer.

He likes that Ren Zhaoyuan treats him differently from others, and likes Ren Zhaoyuan because he shows a different appearance on weekdays.

I like his trembling and blurring, his tenseness and strength, his lustful voice, his complete dependence, and the traces all over his body.

It belongs to Tan Zheng's traces.

"Um.."

Tan Zheng kissed him and took him to the bathroom.

They didn't do it outside the bed, and Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't accept it.

He didn't like it, and Tan Zheng wouldn't force it if he had an idea.

This time it was too coincidental.

When Tan Zheng woke up, he was still drunk, and Ren Zhaoyuan was not by his side. The indescribable sense of emptiness and possessiveness swelled violently under the influence of alcohol.

want him.

When walked out of the bedroom, saw no one, and when picked up the phone, it was the news that Ren Zhaoyuan left him to go swimming upstairs.

For Tan Zheng at the time, it was no different from straightforward seduction.

What's more, Ren Zhaoyuan didn't really reject it later.

Maybe in the future we can put things on every floor, every room, every place.

"What do you think?"

"I'm thinking," Tan Zheng smiled and bowed his head and kissed him, "A little bit about what might be beaten now."

Ren Zhaoyuan bent his lips and slapped him on the back, neither light nor heavy, with water on his body, and a slap made a crisp sound.

Every time do Ren Zhaoyuan, don't like to move, especially Tan Zheng also likes to hold him to do this and that. It is too easy to develop the habit of being lazy. Gradually, Tan Zheng takes care of bathing and dressing.

After going downstairs, he didn't go back to the bedroom, and he didn't do anything. The two were next to each other on the sofa.

Tan Zheng leaned on the backrest, Ren Zhaoyuan leaned on the backrest of the sofa armrest, one leg stretched straight against Tan Zheng's thigh, and one leg was bent up against Tan Zheng's upper body. Tan Zheng held Ren Zhaoyuan's outer leg with one hand, and held Ren Zhaoyuan's hand with the other on the inside of the sofa, kneading and kneading.

The two of you chatted with me one by one, or quietly and didn't say anything.

"When you have time to go home, take me to visit my uncle and aunt."

Tan Zheng held his hand slightly stronger, looked at him and said, "You can do it anytime you want."

"You first ask the assistant's recent work arrangement, and wait for it when you are not busy."

Tan Zheng's house is not in the city, so he definitely can't go back and forth the same day like going to his uncle's house. Ren Zhaoyuan has not been busy recently, and the design in his hand is not in a hurry, mainly depends on Tan Zheng.

"The recent work is not urgent, it can be pushed."

Ren Zhaoyuan touched his knee on Tan Zheng's chest, knowing that he couldn't count on him, so he could only think to himself, "This year's Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day are next to each other, when are we waiting for the holidays?"

Tan Zheng did not immediately agree.

It will be the Mid-Autumn Festival soon, it is not a matter of time.

"Didn't you go to your uncle's house during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Ren Zhaoyuan shook his head: "It's good to send the Mid-Autumn Festival before the festival."

When was in school, Ren Zhaoyuan didn't spend much time at his uncle's house during the winter and summer vacations. During the winter and summer vacations, he often stayed at his uncle's house for a few days and went to work part-time. Later, when they got married, they were always at Zhao's house on festivals.

He was used to it, and so were his uncles.

Tan Zheng was silent for a few seconds.

Going to see my uncle's family today went well. Uncle and aunt are very enthusiastic. Tan Zheng can feel that they really care about Ren Zhaoyuan, but he can also feel their sense of proportion and scale.

It's not intentional, it's relationships and patterns that you've gotten used to over the years.

At first, they were not at ease with Tan Zheng, but they were mostly compliments when chatting apart from homely things. A smiling face can be said to be a quality etiquette, but a compliment is not the normal attitude an elder would have towards a partner who brought back a child for the first time.

Because it is not his own child.

The uncle's family is Ren Zhaoyuan's closest relatives, but after all, they are only relatives. They are kind-hearted and enthusiastic, they will care about Ren Zhaoyuan, and they will also worry about crossing the line.

He had heard from Ren Zhaoyuan before, Tan Zheng probably knew how he was getting along with his uncle's family, so he didn't say much, just squeezed Ren Zhaoyuan's palm: "I will accompany you back to the Mid-Autumn Festival before that festival, and then you will accompany me home. "

"Okay, hey—" Ren Zhaoyuan was suddenly picked up by Tan Zheng, and his arms were habitually wrapped around his shoulders before asking, "What are you doing?"

"Take you to see something."

Seeing that Tan Zheng was about to carry him downstairs, Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't help but ask, "Where to?"

"Guest bedroom."

"what?"

After entering Ren Zhaoyuan, he knew what Tan Zheng wanted to show him.

In order to stay awake, Ren Zhaoyuan smashed the glass dust cover on the guest bedroom cabinet, and also shattered the model of the ancient building complex inside.

This set of architectural models is custom-made, and the craftsman who made it has retired. There is no second set that is exactly the same in the world.

Ren Zhaoyuan liked it very much, but he didn't pay attention to it at the time. Later, when he entered the guest bedroom, the guest bedroom had already been put away.

I didn't expect Tan Zheng to actually restore it.

Taking a closer look, you can see traces of glue in many broken places. Ren Zhaoyuan moved his eyes a little bit, and finally turned to Tan Zheng, and asked hesitantly, "You glued it yourself?"

"Well, it doesn't stick very well. There are a few small parts that can't stick together and haven't been made properly. It's been delayed until now."

In fact, when I asked the question, I already had the answer in my heart, but it was hard to imagine. This ancient building model is complex and detailed, with a bevel length of nearly one meter.

Ren Zhaoyuan's voice was a little hoarse: "There is no drawing, how did it stick?"

"According to the impression, I can figure it out by groping, and I asked a teacher for advice if I wasn't sure."

Tan Zheng said it simply, but anyone who thinks about it knows that it will not be easy.

I don't know how much time and effort it will take to get in.

"Did you not sleep during the nights you slept in separate rooms?"

The distress in Ren Zhaoyuan's eyes almost overflowed. Tan Zheng often showed his weakness and pity at Ren Zhaoyuan, but when Ren Zhaoyuan was really distressed, Tan Zheng couldn't stand it.

"It didn't take long, I'm so smart," Tan Zheng hugged Ren Zhaoyuan and kissed his face, "and I can't sleep well by myself, I can't sleep alone."

Ren Zhaoyuan was amused by him and laughed, but he just flashed by lightly and quickly faded away.

"Don't be upset."

"Not unhappy."

"I know, you feel bad for me."

Ren Zhaoyuan responded.

"Otherwise, if I make you angry again in the future, let's not sleep in separate rooms, okay?"

Hearing this sentence Ren Zhaoyuan really laughed, and turned to look at him as if he didn't know what to say.

"Even if I don't stick to the model, I can't sleep well, really. It's useless if you want me to sleep well and move me to another room. If I get angry and don't want to share a bed with me, I can sleep on the floor, as long as I'm with you. I can sleep well together."

Ren Zhaoyuan's attention was completely taken away, and Tan Zheng still hugged him and asked, "How are you?"

"good good good good."

Tan Zheng kissed his ear contentedly, and suddenly heard Ren Zhaoyuan say, "Actually, I didn't lock it back then."

"You..." Tan Zheng was startled and asked uncertainly, "Do you want me in?"

He knew that Ren Zhaoyuan didn't want to sleep with him at that time, partly because he was angry, out of sight, out of mind, and partly because he had a headache and was haunted by nightmares and didn't want him to know, but now he listened to Ren Zhaoyuan's words, he wasn't sure what Ren Zhaoyuan had in his heart at that time. Not expecting yourself to be tougher and go in.

Go in and discover his hidden secrets, accompany him to face nightmares, and make him feel more at ease.

"I think too much, I'm angry, I don't want to see you."

"I do not believe."

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled: "If you go in, I should be even more angry. I know you won't come in, but I'm afraid that if you do come in, I don't want the door to be locked when you try to push it open."

Tan Zheng's heart was sour for a while, and after a while, he put his pillow on Ren Zhaoyuan's shoulder and sighed half-truth: "It's a loss."

"No loss, there will be a long time in the future."

"It will be mine in the future, and my life will be so long, and it will be a loss for one less day."

Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't help but laugh in his eyes: "I won't let you lose in the future."

"Well, it's a matter of words."

Ren Zhaoyuan raised his hand and touched the model through the dust cover: "Whatever you say."

The model is glued and put back to its original position, but the dust cover is useless and replaced with acrylic material.

"I don't want to put it here."

Tan Zheng saw that Ren Zhaoyuan wanted to take the model and immediately reached out: "I will take it, where do you want to put it?"

Ren Zhaoyuan took off the dust cover: "Put it upstairs."

There are display racks upstairs that can be put down. But the second floor is the place where I spend the most time every day. I put an evidence of my wrongdoing there every day.

Ren Zhaoyuan laughed straight at what he said, and changed his words according to his meaning: "Then don't put it on the second floor."

The two took the model to the storage room on the third floor.

Compared with the dazzling two walls of jewelry, this model was instantly bleak, but Ren Zhaoyuan specially moved out the three most central grids on a wall for it.

"Can the partition be removed?"

"Yes," Ren Zhaoyuan put on gloves and carefully took out the jewels one by one, "put them in."

Tan Zheng looked at the precious jewels on the wall and at the model with many holes in his hand, but did not act immediately.

Of course, this model is very valuable, and Ren Zhaoyuan really likes it, but it was only used as an ordinary ornament in the guest bedroom, but now it is put here because it is self-evident.

"Or put it on the second floor," Tan Zheng looked at Ren Zhaoyuan who was adjusting the position of the jewelry, "It's too much of a fuss to put it here."

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled and took the model from Tan Zheng: "No fuss, it is now more precious than any piece of jewelry here."

Tan Zheng's sincerity is what Ren Zhaoyuan values most.

A priceless treasure.

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