After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

At that moment, Xie Dingyuan was at a loss, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

Her body was soft and warm, her breathing was as light as blue, and her hand was even more flexible and light.

In the dark, a click.

The belt is unfastened.

The next second, the man bowed his back like an electric shock, "Yueyue!"

He held her messy hand, but his own couldn't stop shaking.

"...No." The remaining reason was struggling, and he was still struggling to stay awake even though he was breathing so hard.

"why?"

"I, we haven't received the certificate yet."

"But the parents have been seen."

Xie Dingyuan was stunned: "...You are still young."

"If you mean age, I'm twenty today, counting my previous life..."

Lou Mingyue died at the age of twenty-five, plus three years of heavy life, twenty-eight; if you count the time span of twenty years, forty-eight, he can be his aunt.

"Pfft!" Jiang Fuyue couldn't help laughing out loud.

"why are you laughing?"

"If you're not referring to age, then... there's nothing you can do, just let it go."

After speaking, before Xie Dingyuan could react, the kiss had already fallen.

During the entanglement, the tight string in the man's mind was broken.

He rolled over and restrained her, his eyes were dark and heavy, "You have to provoke me today, don't you?"

"Isn't it what you said, I can do whatever I want?"

"Yueyue..." He struggled, struggled, and forbeared.

Sweat slipped from her forehead and dripped onto her chest.

Jiang Fuyue stretched out her hand, wrapped it around his neck, pulled it down gently, put her lips together, and pointed at the man's red ears, saying every word—

"Xie Dingyuan, I want you."

"give or not?"

In two words, he was defeated.

"it is good."

The room is full of stars, and the intimacy between the two is inexhaustible.

...

Suddenly, it rained outside the window.

The water vapor condensed in the early morning, and the fog was thick, as if it could not be dissolved.

The heating is turned on in the room, covered with quilts, and there are lovers who are hugging each other's necks, as warm as spring in March.

Jiang Fuyue felt hot and turned over, revealing her fair neck and half of her back from the open quilt.

Red spots are faintly visible.

The cool air came in, blowing away the wet greasy neck, Jiang Fuyue felt very comfortable.

But the next second, a warm chest pressed against her, stretched her long arm, and pulled her back.

Now, completely awake.

She rolled over and faced him.

What caught the eye was the man's well-defined profile, with a high nose bridge and dense and long eyelashes.

Suddenly, those closed eyes opened, full of smiles, but there was no trace of confusion and haze.

"You already woke up?"

"Well, a little earlier than you."

"Then you are still pretending to sleep?"

"Isn't it to accompany you?"

Jiang Fuyue nestled against his shoulder, "It's a little hot, can I lift the quilt?"

"……you sure?"

"What? You're shy? Didn't you already see everything you should have watched last night?"

Xie Dingyuan blushed unsatisfactorily.

On boldness, he conceded defeat.

In the end, I didn't lift it all up, just pulled it down a bit to reveal the upper body.

Cool and silky, Jiang Fuyue felt at ease, gradually closed her eyes, and fell asleep in a daze.

...

When I woke up again, the pillow was empty.

Last night's clothes were wrinkled and crumpled, and there were things on them. Jiang Fuyue simply took Xie Dingyuan's shirt from the closet, and stepped into the bathroom with bare feet.

Soon, the sound of water sounded.

Twenty minutes later, Jiang Fuyue wrapped her hair and came out of the bathroom to find that the clothes scattered on the ground had disappeared, and the sheets and quilt had been replaced with clean ones.

It was neatly laid out, and there was not a single fold on the face.

The two pillows were also placed upright.

Whose handwriting is self-evident.

Jiang Fuyue walked to the living room, found no one, and turned to the kitchen.

The aroma of food penetrated into her nostrils. She lifted the lid and saw that a bowl of millet porridge and a plate of soup dumplings were being warmed on a small fire.

Still, no one was seen.

"Xie Dingyuan? Where did you go?"

After Jiang Fuyue looked for the balcony, she finally went to the laundry room.

Walking to the door, he suddenly stomped on his feet.

I saw the man sitting on the low stool with a large basin in front of him, which was full of foam. He was rubbing Jiang Fuyue's bottoming shirt in his hands, his eyes were focused, and his expression was serious. He didn't know what he was doing. research topic.

In the other basin is the underwear that has been washed.

That's right, it's still Jiang Fuyue's.

The stool was too short, and his legs were long, so he had nowhere to put it, so he could only half-curled.

The washing machine at the back was working, and the noise drowned out the sound of footsteps. In addition, Jiang Fuyue was not wearing shoes at first, so Xie Dingyuan raised his head only later when he stood in front of him.

"...Why did you come here? Don't you sleep for a while?"

"Wake up. How can you help me with the laundry? I'll do it myself."

Xie Dingyuan avoided her hand, "Don't move, it's ready. There is breakfast in the kitchen. It's hot. You can eat it first."

Jiang Fuyue shook her head, "Eat for a while."

Then he moved a stool and sat next to him, holding his chin like this, staring at him intently.

"You... what are you looking at me for?" His ears turned red.

"Xie Dingyuan, do you know what you look like now?"

"what?"

"Mother boy."

"..."

It's breakfast again, and laundry again, "Why are you so virtuous?"

"Just, you didn't change the wash... I woke up anyway, I have nothing to do, just wash..."

His cheeks were flushed and he stuttered.

After speaking, continue the action of rubbing your hands.

Jiang Fuyue glanced at it: "If you rub it again, it will break."

"..."

Xie Dingyuan put the bottoming shirt into the clear water, and passed it three times until the foam was rinsed off and the water became clear, then he picked it up and wringed it out with his hands.

During this period, Jiang Fuyue wanted to help, but was stopped by him.

"I don't wash it, I hang it up." Is this the head office?

Xie Dingyuan: "I'll dry it."

Then Jiang Fuyue watched helplessly as he shook out his bottoming shirt and hung it on a hanger.

Then she hung up her underwear and dried them together.

A few thin pieces of fabric were in the man's hands, they were easily picked up, wrung out, and finally hung up.

He also used the palm of his hand to smooth out the folds above.

one more time.

Jiang Fuyue was stunned, her cheeks twitched, and two flames erupted.

Hot and hot.

"Why is your face red? Is the heater turned on too much?" Xie Dingyuan wiped the water off his hands and patted her cheek with his fingertips.

"No...it's okay..."

Fortunately, the washing machine made a beep sound in time, and then stopped running.

Xie Dingyuan walked over, opened it, took out the clean sheet and quilt cover, and dried it.

Jiang Fuyue didn't look over her head and let out a light sigh of relief.

"After washing, let's go and have breakfast." After the man finished speaking, he hugged her horizontally.

I still weighed it in my hands, it was too light.

Jiang Fuyue subconsciously stretched out her hand to wrap his neck around his neck: "Hey—what are you doing? I can go by myself."

Xie Dingyuan glanced at her feet: "How can I go without wearing shoes?"

"..."

Hold her and go find slippers first.

Just when Jiang Fuyue was about to put it on, Xie Dingyuan suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

"?"

He walked quickly to the bathroom and quickly came out with a wet towel.

Then squat down in front of her.

Jiang Fuyue is a little confused, what are you doing?

Xie Dingyuan sighed helplessly and reminded her: "feet, lift up."

Jiang Fuyue did so in a daze.

The next second, the warm touch was attached to the soles of her feet, and Xie Dingyuan wiped the soles of her feet with a towel soaked in hot water.

"Okay, let's wear it."

Jiang Fuyue broke the defense, and at a certain moment, it could even be said that she was fascinated and confused.

Is a straight man of steel so gentle when he is so terrifying?

Putting on the shoes, the two went to the dining room.

Xie Dingyuan put breakfast on the table, then copied his hands and sat opposite Jiang Fuyue: "Eat it."

"You don't eat?"

"I have already eaten."

"……Oh."

Just eating and watching like this, although I didn't speak, there was warmth in the silence, and the air also exuded a hint of sweetness.

After Jiang Fuyue finished eating, Xie Dingyuan put the tableware and chopsticks into the kitchen again, washed and drained.

His movements are not skilled, even jerky.

But he did it meticulously.

After washing his hands, he turned his head and looked at Shangjiang Fuyue with a smile. Xie Dingyuan was at a loss for a moment, and his eyes became empty.

Jiang Fuyue frowned.

Not right.

She got up and walked to Xie Dingyuan: "what's the matter with you?"

"……what?"

"Why don't you dare to look at me? You've been hiding."

"...Yes, is there?" These words sounded empty, obviously lacking in confidence.

"Have."

"..."

Jiang Fuyue glanced at the kitchen: "Have you finished washing?"

"Hmm. I'm done."

"Go, go to the living room."

"Oh."

Xie Dingyuan's whole person was like wood, he was pulled by Jiang Fuyue, and finally he was pressed down on the sofa.

Be well-behaved throughout, let her do whatever she wants.

Jiang Fuyue: "Look up."

He did.

"Look at me."

Xie Dingyuan's eyes fell on her face, and the next second, he quickly moved away.

Jiang Fuyue looked inexplicable: "What's the matter with you? No wonder everyone says that a man turns his face when he slept. It turns out to be true..."

"I'm not! I'm not!" Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, he instantly braced himself, his expression tense and his eyes cramped.

"Then what are you so embarrassed about?"

The man lowered his eyes and said nothing.

After a long while, he seemed to make up his mind, and said quickly: "I'm sorry Yueyue! I, I couldn't hold back last night...I shouldn't..."

If it was said that he was fascinated by ghosts last night, then when he woke up this morning for the first time, he hugged Jiang Fuyue so naturally and affectionately, and took the initiative to entangle him without shame.

When his reason slowly returned, Xie Dingyuan was struck by lightning as he looked at the mess in the room and the pile of clothes on the floor.

Feelings of self-blame and self-loathing surged up quickly, making him dare not lie down again.

Therefore, Professor Xie Dangdang fled and ran out of the bedroom without even putting on his clothes.

He cleaned the house, made breakfast, and washed clothes and sheets, but even so, when he looked at Jiang Fuyue, he couldn't help feeling guilty and ashamed.

"I'm sorry, Yueyue."

The man sat on the sofa with his head bowed, his hands on his thighs, his palms tightened unconsciously, like a child who had done something wrong and waited for criticism.

Dazed, flustered, ashamed, uneasy...

Various emotions were intertwined in his eyes.

Jiang Fuyue raised the man's chin, leaned closer, pointed the tip of her nose to the tip of his nose, and her breath was entangled: "Xie Dingyuan, why are you like a big girl? I took the initiative last night, do you dare not agree? Then am I right? Very embarrassing?"

"?"

"What do you think I'm doing? Am I so unattractive to you that I've eaten everything in my mouth, and I still regret it..."

Jiang Fuyue snorted coldly.

"No, that's not it!" The man was caught off guard, how did she become unattractive?

"How is that?"

"You..." He bowed his head in shame, "You're very attractive, so I couldn't hold back..."

Speaking of which, he was visibly annoyed.

"Really?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Yueyue, if you're angry, just hit and scold, I'll never fight back, and I won't fight back..."

Jiang Fuyue looked depressed: "Why did I hit you?"

"I know, bastard, I promised to wait until I got married—"

At this point, the words stopped abruptly.

It was like being cut off in the middle, and the man froze suddenly, and every pore was shaking.

because--

Jiang Fuyue suddenly approached and kissed the bridge of his nose without warning.

The soft touch roused excited nerves, the shudder from the soul rushed to the brain.

Xie Dingyuan's eyes were dull and his Adam's apple rolled around.

The next second, Jiang Fuyue sat directly on his lap, smiling Yan Yan, with picturesque eyes.

She said: "Last night it was I who asked for an extra size for my birthday present, and it has nothing to do with you."

Xie Dingyuan whispered: "It doesn't matter, the code I added is me..."

"Tsk! Sounds like you are aggrieved?"

The man wrapped around her waist, his hands stopped at the waist, his voice was low, but his tone was very deep: "I am not wronged, it is you who is wronged."

Jiang Fuyue stuck to his ear: "Compared to being wronged, I feel quite comfortable, except that it was a little faster the first time."

Xie Dingyuan froze all over. After listening to this, his neck wouldn't turn, and he turned his head mechanically, his eyes full of astonishment.

she……

Dare to say it!

Jiang Fuyue was very satisfied with his sluggishness, her smile became more and more arrogant, and her bright facial features dazzled with rich and colorful charms, making people invisible.

"Fortunately, the next few times were good, but I think there is still room for improvement, what do you think?"

After asking, without waiting for Xie Dingyuan to answer, he stood up lightly, and the white shirt was brought up with this action. In an instant, the straight legs, flat abdomen, and the skin like jade and snow all fell into the man's eyes.

After Jiang Fuyue backed away, she turned and walked towards the bedroom, ignoring someone who was still stunned on the sofa.

Xie Dingyuan responded quickly, jumped up, and chased after him: "What did you just say?"

Jiang Fuyue pretended to be stupid: "What do you say?"

The man clenched his cheeks: "There is still room for improvement in that sentence..."

"Do you have one?" She blinked.

Xie Dingyuan was choked.

Reply? Appears to be too concerned - out of style.

But if you don't answer...

It seems a little embarrassed, where is the dignity?

Seeing that his brows were almost wrinkled together, Jiang Fuyue couldn't help laughing, "I think you have."

Afraid that he would not believe it, he added, "Really!"

Then, she also said-

"No need to apologize, I'll be happy to be with you, fool!"

The atmosphere was right, the timing was right, she thought so, so she did.

(cough...I definitely don't admit it's the body of a greedy dog ​​man)

Xie Dingyuan met her calm gaze, and through his black pupils, he seemed to see a free soul.

It's not that she doesn't care, nor is it casual, it's just that she wants, she wants to!

That's all.

Xie Dingyuan couldn't help asking himself, what kind of virtue and what can he do?

The big palm wrapped around the woman's slender waist and clasped her whole body into his arms.

Jiang Fuyue: "What are you doing?!"

"Go to the bedroom!"

"?"

"Don't worry, it's not about discussing room for improvement together."

"……Oh."

So the answer is A, I really turn off the lights for love~

Lao Xie is also considered a thousand-year-old iron tree to bloom a small flower, which is really not easy.

PS: Modified the details to make Lao Xie's mental activities a little clearer.