"Jiang... Jiang Moyan..."
With his mouth blocked and forced to look up, Song Chen could hardly breathe. With his vision severely blurred, he punched Jiang Moyan's chest hard.
He was literally suffocating.
Jiang Moyan lowered his head and kissed Song Chen fiercely. He was kissing him passionately. When he heard Song Chen's uncomfortable resistance, he immediately came to his senses and let go of Song Chen. He asked nervously with a messy breath, "Master... Master, are you okay?"
After regaining his freedom, Song Chen gasped for breath and almost couldn't stand, and tears fell uncontrollably.
If you look closely, you can see that the lips are bitten.
Song Chen, whose chest was heaving violently, touched his lips, his eyes full of disbelief.
This guy is a fucking dog!
Jiang Moyan was stunned for a moment.
Did he, did he use that much force just now?
"Yes, I'm sorry, Master."
Jiang Moyan apologized in a hurry. He didn't expect to kiss his young master like this.
"Yeah... sorry, I'm just kissing you, but can't you be a little gentler? It hurts so much."
Song Chen, who was so angry that he couldn't breathe, looked up and cursed.
Jiang Moyan's face immediately turned red, and his voice became softer. "I, I thought you liked me to be tough."
"Huh? When did I say that?"
Song Chen was so angry that he wanted to knock Jiang Moyan's head open to see if there was shit inside.
Jiang Moyan, who was being stared at by Song Chen, suddenly looked at Song Chen in confusion.
Could it be that he made a mistake?
But when he is tough, the young master cries the most beautifully!
Thinking of this, Jiang Moyan's face turned red again.
Seeing Jiang Moyan's expression, Song Chen became furious.
This damn man, is he imagining all that messed up stuff again?
Of course, otherwise why would you blush?
Ahhhhh, I'm so pissed off. He thinks of all kinds of inexplicable things all day long and uses them all on me. Is he sick?
Song Chen was about to go crazy.
Suddenly he looked down at Jiang Moyan, his face full of anger.
Jiang Moyan quickly covered his hands and stepped back, his voice stuttering, "Master, you... you can't hurt innocent people."
I had been kicked before and almost died on the spot.
If his young master takes action, he will really kill.
That day he almost thought he was going to become a eunuch, and his face turned pale.
Fortunately, nothing happened in the end and it was just a false alarm.
In fact, Jiang Moyan deserved it all. He had arrested Song Chen for a whole night, and Song Chen couldn't run away.
That's why Song Chen woke up the next day, so angry that he wanted to kick the culprit who bullied him to death.
Once Song Chen gets angry, he will really use all his strength.
If Song Chen's strength had not recovered that day, Jiang Moyan would probably be in great danger.
"Hey, Master, you wash first."
Jiang Moyan protected himself with both hands and quickly distanced himself from the opponent, fearing that his young master would suddenly give him a flying kick.
Song Chen, who was standing under the shower, felt disgusted and angry when he saw Jiang Moyan like this.
Why didn't he seem so cowardly when I was tough with him?
He took a deep breath and told himself, don't be angry, don't be angry, he is your man now, he is your man now, if you kick him to death, no one will replace him.
After Song Chen numbed himself, he glared at Jiang Moyan again before turning on the shower head and continuing to take a shower.
Jiang Moyan breathed a sigh of relief, finally escaping the disaster.
Song Chen finished his shower and walked out of the bathroom directly, too lazy to look at Jiang Moyan any longer.
Jiang Moyan followed the soldiers from City S and moved supplies for five hours, which was double the weight. He was so tired that he went into the bathtub to soak for a while.
It was fifteen minutes later when Jiang Moyan finished his bath.
He drained the water from the bathtub, reached out and took down his young master's dirty clothes from the shelf, and put them and his own dirty clothes in the bucket to wash.
On the big bed, Song Chen, who was lying on his side under the quilt and reading a novel angrily, suddenly calmed down a little when he heard the sound of Jiang Moyan washing clothes.
Jiang Moyan kissed him a little harshly, but he was obedient and had a lively look in his eyes.
Basically, he doesn't have to do anything except taking a shower himself.
It seemed like he had never washed his own clothes since he had been with Jiang Moyan.
Jiang Moyan was always the last one to take a shower. He would wash all the dirty clothes, and after washing them, he would not ask him to help hang them up to dry. He would do all the work by himself.
Song Chen felt inexplicably guilty.
After all, Jiang Moyan is 19 years old like him, but he can do much more than him.
"Who made him the husband? He chose to be the husband, so he should do those things."
"I don't do the laundry, but I have to cooperate with him at night! It's me who's the one who's working hard."
Song Chen immediately convinced himself not to waste time on internal conflicts.
"I'll read ten more chapters and then go to sleep. He chose his own path, and he has to take good care of me, his wife, even if he has to kneel down."
Song Chen told himself to continue reading the novel.
It was Jiang Moyan who wanted to be his husband, not him who put a knife to Jiang Moyan's neck.
You can’t complain about his bad temper now.
But Jiang Moyan never thought that Song Chen had a bad temper. He knew in his heart that Song Chen had a sharp tongue but a soft heart.
Jiang Moyan finished washing clothes in the bathroom, then walked to the balcony with a bucket of water, shook the clothes vigorously, and hung them all out to dry.
"Don't close the glass door."
Song Chen, who was lying on his side on the bed reading a novel, spoke to Jiang Moyan, who had half-closed the balcony glass door.
It was so cool at night after the rain. Closing the glass door would be a waste of such good weather.
"good."
Jiang Moyan opened the glass door completely, letting the evening breeze blow into the room.
Although Jiang Moyan looked calm, he was extremely happy in his heart.
The young master took the initiative to talk to him, which definitely meant that he was not angry with him.
He was afraid that the young master was still angry and would not let him sleep in the bed.
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