Although Shen Yijin asked him: Is it okay
But Jing Xun felt that the husband seemed to have the same question.
Because he didn't wait for his response at all, all that should have come came.
…
So it’s because I got the certificate today. Want to commemorate it
Or did the husband come to feel it all of a sudden
Is it psychological, or is it purely physical
Forget the time, it seems almost two months have passed since they last time...
Jing Xun remembered this time.
But then he couldn't think of anything anymore.
This time he didn't have Chinese medicine and he was in good condition, but he didn't know if it was because of his clear brain.
The senses... seem to be stronger.
And it seems to be longer.
Was it so long last time
Jing Xun couldn't remember it anymore.
The impression is a long time, but the result is the same.
—I was tired and fainted.
But the last time he was unconscious, he was almost dizzy, and he didn't have that strong "especially long-lasting" feeling.
But this time, the feeling is not too strong.
Jing Xun was unable to take a bath by himself afterwards.
However, when I woke up early the next morning, I found that there was a little sunshine entering the room. The bedroom was already illuminated. When I did not know how to fall asleep, Jing Xun had a recollection, and it felt... quite exciting.
At least at the time, he felt that way more than once in his mind.
With his body sinking into the clean and soft bed, wrapped in a quilt that still smelled of Mr., Jing Xun couldn't help but smile.
Even though the fiery atmosphere has passed, it is hard to recall the feeling now, but the four characters "You are so cool" still deeply reflect in Jing Xun's mind.
feel pretty good.
There are also some sequelae. Jing Xun tried to stretch his legs under the quilt, and he immediately felt a little discomfort in certain positions.
He wanted to try to get up, but Shen Yizhin's voice suddenly rang in his ears—
"Xiao Xun is awake?"
Jing Xun: "..."
The young man half-sit up quickly slid back into the quilt.
The white body was like a carp leaping out of the water with silver light all over it. After happy together, it quickly hid under the wide quilt.
Jing Xun found that he was not wearing any clothes.
"Uh-huh."
Nodding symbolically, half of his face hidden in the quilt was immediately covered with crimson.
… Why is your husband here at this time
It's seven o'clock in the morning!
According to the law, this time Mr. should have prepared breakfast, and then waited for him to get up while working in the study.
Chen Yijin got up on time at 6:30 every morning, but Jing Xun did not develop a fixed biological clock.
If Jing Xun hasn't got up at 7:20 on a working day, Shen Yijin will start the artificial wake-up service to call him.
What's the situation with the husband still in bed at seven o'clock
… If he finds out that Mr. is still next to him early, he specifies to control his expression and stop smiling!
Can't wait to show only a pair of eyes, Jing Xun looked at Shen Yijin: "...Why hasn't Mr. woken up yet?"
Strictly speaking, Shen Yijin should have risen.
He put on his usual home furnishings, and he seemed to have washed himself.
It's just that today, he was uncharacteristically leaning against the head of the bed. It seemed that he was looking at the book he didn't have time to finish last night.
Shen Yijin said, "Well, I want to get up with you."
Jing Xun: "..."
Shen Yijin put down the book in his hand and turned to look at him.
The deep eyebrows added a bit more obvious concern than usual, but he hesitated: "Last night... How did Xiaoxun feel?"
"Uh?"
Jing Xun, who had just thought about this question, instantly widened his eyes.
… What are you doing.
Is this asking for feedback after dawn
Or... The husband smiled when he saw him hiding under the covers just now? !
…
Jing Xun was too embarrassed to think again.
A pair of apricot eyes were stared completely round, and he made a slightly uncomfortable comment: "It's okay... Very good?"
Shen Yijin said again, "Do you want me to see it for you?"
Jing Xun: "What?"
Shen Yijin sat up as he said, with his back facing him.
Looking at it from Jing Xun's point of view, you can see the husband's straight up spine through the clothes, as well as the thin, powerful waist.
…
Thinking galloped again, Jing Xun felt that they had already received the certification, and he couldn't blush anymore, otherwise he would be too unpromising.
But just... can't hold it back!
Especially late yesterday, when they were taken to take a bath, they were also inside... What was wrong, at that location, through the mirror of the washbasin, one glance was full of the strong and powerful muscle lines on the back of Mr.'s back.
Now think back to the scene he saw yesterday...
Ahhh.
Caught off guard, Jing Xun buried himself in the quilt.
But soon, he was dug out from the inside again.
His eyes were facing each other, Shen Yizhin, who had dug him out of the quilt, looked at him with a puzzled and worried expression, and then subconsciously reached out his hand to poke away the short hair that had been messed up in front of his forehead because of a mess of tumbling.
Jing Xun: "..."
Jing Xun was stunned again this time, mainly because of her husband's hand...
Last night, I also called him a new memory.
…
Seeing that his eyes froze for an instant, Chen Yijin didn't move any more, and he hung his arm over his body: "Xiaoxun, let me see."
Jing Xun: "Look, what do you see?"
Shen Yijin said, "Behind you. It seemed a little swollen yesterday."
Jing Xun: "...!"
It turned out that my husband had been asking about his health, not the technical situation last night.
…
Every day.
He has been thinking about magic horses all this morning
But, but... what's the matter with swelling?
Could it be said that after going out in the bathroom yesterday, Shen Yijin still...!
"Cough cough cough."
Jing Xun gave a light cough, and subconsciously covered his back under the invisible quilt.
He tried to make himself look calm and composed: "It feels okay after a nap, nothing more."
It's just that my voice is a bit dumb.
Shen Yijin asked uneasy: "Really?"
Jing Xun nodded again and again: "Hmm."
Only then did Shen Yijin prop up his arms again and leave from the top of his head: "That's good, if Xiaoxun feels uncomfortable, just tell me."
Jing Xun responded and sat up.
… It's really nothing particularly uncomfortable.
Although he took a look at the quilt from Chen Yijin’s sight, there were marks all over his body, and there seemed to be several bruises on the base of his legs and waist, similar to those caused by fingers... You can imagine how intense it was at that time. .
But just like last time, except for a little backache, he didn't feel any uncomfortable.
Jing Xun himself also felt amazing.
But maybe this is the same as my husband's strength is amazing, his body also has some natural small skills-that is, physical skills can always be restored quickly.
If you really want to think about it this way, he accidentally fell and dropped his tail vertebra last time, and it was indeed a lot better after one night!
Is he really talented
When she called Shen Yijin to bring him a suit, Jing Xun deliberately got up from the bed and bounced back and forth.
Feeling that he could really walk like flying, he sat back on the bed cross-legged.
When Chen Yijin came out, he saw the young man staring at him with bright eyes.
He wrapped the quilt and sat on the bed as if he had surrounded himself with a quilt into a hill.
Staring at a handsome face, Shen Yijin saw the young man smiling and showing a neat row of teeth, and blinked at him: "Sir, I found a secret!"
"What's the secret?"
Taking a new set of clothes for Jingxun, Shen Yijin walked forward with a smile between his lips. Just when he approached the big bed, he noticed that there were two more small marks on the silk sheets on it, which looked very similar. It is the trace left by the foot after stepping on it, and it has not been restored to its original state.
…
Jing Xun pulled the quilt to cover the place where he had just jumped, and then said, "I found that my body is very good. Really, it's not uncomfortable at all."
"Really." The smile on Shen Yijin's face was even worse.
He said, "That's good."
Putting Jing Xun's clothes by the bed, he couldn't help leaning over and lowering his head, and dropped a kiss on the young man's blushing lips.
"Happy wedding, my little search."
Jing Xun:!
She had already taken it, and quickly climbed onto her cheeks and ears, but Jing Xun still resisted the feeling of being extremely embarrassed for not knowing why, and took the initiative to wrap Chen Yijin's neck and kissed him.
"Sir too... Happy newlywed."
The husband went out to prepare breakfast for him.
Jing Xun put on his clothes repeatedly, went to wash briefly, and followed up into the kitchen.
Breakfast is still simple bread and coffee, but the simpler the match, the more satisfying and refreshing sometimes.
After eating, the two went to the company to work together as usual.
Originally, Shen Yijin still considered taking a day off at home today, after all, Jing Xun passed out from exhaustion yesterday.
That's why he didn't make coffee early as usual.
However, Jing Xun, who is still alive today, feels that there is no need to rest at all.
Besides, the work between him and her husband must be completed and fixed.
If you don't do it today, you will have to work overtime tomorrow, so it's better to keep going.
After hearing his reasoning, Shen Yijin said without any objection: "Xiaoxun has the final say."
So the two of them finished their breakfast, went out neatly, and came to the company.
"Mr. Shen is good, Mr. Yan is good."
Several colleagues were waiting for the elevator downstairs together, and just when Jing Xun arrived, the elevator went down to the first floor.
Colleagues humbly let Mr. Shen and Mr. Xiaoyan go first, and the rest of them automatically followed up on the elevator.
Although Mr. Shen often took the elevator with Mr. Xiao Yan during this period, as long as Mr. Xiao Yan was there, the extreme pressure he felt when he was alone with Shen was also reduced a lot.
But after entering the elevator, everyone still stood next to the edge of the elevator subconsciously, and they didn't dare to get out.
It’s just that everyone feels unanimously... The cold oppressive feeling on Mr. Shen today is much thinner than usual.
Is it because the corners of Mr. Shen's always straightened lips suddenly felt slightly upwards today
Everyone in the airtight elevator, not only did not feel how cold Mr. Shen is today, but also paid more attention to Mr. Shen’s originally handsome face—
"What's the matter with the sudden feeling that Mr. Shen is also handsome?"
"Nonsense, Mr. Shen is already handsome!"
The elevator stopped one after another, and people kept coming down from inside.
After reaching the sixth floor, only Jing Xun and Shen Yijin continued to go up together.
In the elevator with only two people, Jing Xun couldn't help but reached out and touched Shen Yijin's naturally drooping hand.
It's totally subconscious.
Because there was no one, I just did it.
But that hand was quickly caught by the slender finger, and it was slowly separated when the elevator stopped again and the elevator door opened.
Then not only the people who took the elevator with Mr. Shen today noticed a touch of cordial and easy-going taste.
All the supervisors at the meeting this morning felt it.
It's not that Mr. Shen's requirements are looser than before, or that he has begun to indulge his subordinates and become better speaking.
Mr. Shen is still Mr. Shen.
It's the kind of indifferent and coercive that he will not feel when he does not speak and listens to reports.
It's refreshing, it can even be said to be like a spring breeze!
What's more, Mr. Shen also paid out of his own pocket and asked all employees of the company to drink milk tea for a small dessert!
"So what day is today? Why is President Shen so happy!" Someone in the office can't help but talk.
Only Assistant Tang, who went into General Shen’s office to report later, was keenly and surprised to discover something abnormal—that morning, General Manager Shen specially ordered him to carry the soft cushions he bought on the way to work, and now it’s laid on Mr. Xiao Yan’s chair. .