After a whole night of deliberation, Shen Mian felt that He Xing's idea was a good one.
So when he got up in the morning, after Shen Mian washed up, he looked at He Xing in the mirror who was swaying unbuttoned behind him, and hinted, "This Friday, I have no class this afternoon."
Marshal He would be disheveled in front of Shen Mian every morning, showing off his chest and abs and neat shoulders and neck lines, but most of the time, the object he showed was just looking at him without changing his face. what to do.
Today's Dean Shen would actually ignore him, and he always felt that he was implying something.
No class in the afternoon... Is that a cue to go out on a date
He Xing coughed lightly, hugged Shen Mian from behind, and slowly swayed like a tumbler, his eyes were full of smiles: "Just in time, I have no class in the afternoon. I heard that a new restaurant opened in the city, We can go have a meal and then…”
"I mean," He Xing failed to receive his hint, and Shen Mian had to say, "Go get the certificate?"
He Xing was stunned for a moment before reacting, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, he stared at Shen Mian for a while, then suddenly turned his head and walked away.
The weight of Shen Mian's body suddenly disappeared, and then he saw He Xing in the mirror turning away, and he was slightly stunned without even greeting him - this was the first time He Xing showed such obvious unhappiness in front of him.
Looking at that expression... I'm probably still very angry.
As for what to be angry about, Shen Mian thought about He Xing's toothbrush cup for a while, but still couldn't figure it out. He looked at the time and decided to wake He up first.
Shen Mian closed the bathroom door. He Xing was sitting on a chair with his back to Shen Mian. His brain was thrown on the table and buzzed several times. He Xing ignored it and just looked out the window.
Shen Mian walked over with heavier footsteps, picked up He Xing's intellectual brain and looked at it. It was a message from Yan Zhou, and he sent a painting by Yan Tan, saying that it was going to be posted at night.
Shen Mian put down his intellectual brain, put his hands on the armrest, and pressed his chin to the top of He Xing's head. He Xing's hair was a little longer than before. Marshal He didn't go to the army, so he cherished and grew his hair a little longer. I had my hair done, although I was snorted by Shen Mian that night.
Shen Mian called him: "He Xing."
He Xing was silent.
In fact, when Shen Mian leaned over like this, most of the fire in his heart was extinguished.
Shen Mian had never coaxed such a big dragon before, and felt that he had nowhere to start: "Are you ignoring me?"
He Xing was bored for a while, and then he said, "...What did you say just now."
Shen Mian repeated: "Go get the certificate."
He Xing: "… "
Ji'an's dullness must have been slumbering. He Xing said this sentence not to listen to Shen Mian repeat what he just said.
Shen Mian didn't understand, stood up and asked, "Is it bad to get the certificate?"
He Xing is only a little short of hating marriage. He doesn't usually talk about it very much. When he is passionate, he still likes to come over and say a few words about marriage.
He Xing was so angry that if he was in the form of a dragon now, his scales should explode: "Did you agree to marry me now for the sake of the little dragon cub?"
Dean Shen had to admit: "... a little bit."
Since the end of the world, he has experienced a period when the law and social morality have collapsed to the extreme. He does not care about the sense of ceremony of the wedding, and often ignores the effect of the law.
Shen Mian cared more about getting along with each other than holding a wedding.
There is nothing more worthy of his concern than living in such a safe life.
He Xing's jaw line tightened suddenly, he stood up and walked out.
Shen Mian failed to coax the baby to grow up, but fortunately, although he was not sensitive in this regard, he still reacted quickly, and immediately made up for it: "It's mainly because he likes you."
He Xing had already opened the door of the dormitory. Hearing this sentence, he stopped and turned back hesitantly: "Really?"
Shen Mian could figure out what He Xing was annoyed about: "Why do you want to get married if you don't like it?"
"If it's just for Ji'an Xingfei, why don't I just find an alpha to marry?"
"I think this opportunity is just right, I don't think marriage is unimportant, and I don't think it's a tool. Maybe it's a bit informal..."
Shen Mian walked in front of He Xing, gently pushed away He Xing's hand holding the doorknob, and closed the door with his backhand. The renovated dormitory door only made a slight metal snapping sound, and the dormitory was so silent that only breathing could be heard.
Shen Mian looked directly at He Xing: "Do you want a marriage proposal?"
He Xing stopped breathing.
Shen Mian lowered his eyes: "A little hasty... I forgot to prepare, I hope you like this."
He raised his hand, and the silver power factor poured down from between his fingers, forming a ring of two prime circles. He took one and put it on He Xing, of course the size was just right.
He Xing had been with him for so long, and it was the first time that Dean Shen was able to play romance. When the power factor touches the skin, of course there is no tactile sensation. These power factors, which have not been transformed by Shenmian, are not at all fierce when they are hands-on, and they are wrapped around He Xing's finger like a sheep.
He Xing clenched Shenmian's hand tightly, pulled him in front of him, bowed his head and kissed him: "Don't just coax me."
Shen Mian: "...I won't coax you."
If he had a coaxing personality, he wouldn't be single until he met He Xing.
"Everything I say is sincere."
He Xing raised his head and looked at Shen Mian with bright eyes: "Then let's go get the certificate now."
Shen Mian: "??"
Are you getting too fast