"Remember, you are mine, mine." Ranbai repeated in Bo Yan's ear over and over again, stubbornly dying.

Bo Yan held Ranbai's shoulders and replied seriously every time, never tire of trouble: "Well, I'm yours."

"Baibai, do you want me?" Bo Yan whispered in a low voice, his voice a little hoarse.

Ranbai raised his head slightly, just one word: "You want."

I want you.

In the middle of the night, there was a deafening thunder outside the window, and the heavy rain crashed down.

Bo Yan had always been sleeping shallowly and was woken up by the thunder. He looked at the girl nestled beside him and stood up carefully. He didn't want to wake Ranbai up. He gently twisted the quilt for Ranbai, and then lay down.

The whole process was almost silent.

"Huh? What to do?" Ranbai said in a daze. She was very alert and woke up as early as Bo Yan moved, but... she was probably not careful about Bo Yan at all.

"It's raining, it's cold, I'll twist the quilt for you." Bo Yan whispered: "Have you woken up?"

Ranbai pursed his lips lightly and shook his head: "No."

She leaned in the direction of Bo Yan, narrowing her eyes: "Go to sleep."

Bo Yan responded lightly, afraid of disturbing her.

Just a few minutes later, Ranbai opened his eyes and looked at the face of the person in front of him. He was probably very well-behaved when he was sleeping. His nightgown was neatly worn, his ink hair was spread softly on his forehead, his eyes were closed, and his thin lips were pursed, which always made people feel very well-behaved.

Ranbai stared at Bo Yan for a while, then closed his eyes again.

I said I wanted it, but it didn't work in the end.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to, it’s that Bo Yan doesn’t want to.

Bo Yan said that the first time they didn't want them was when Ranbai was emotionally unstable.

He is greedy and wants a lot.

Ranbai thought he couldn't sleep tonight, but maybe the people around him felt too relieved, or maybe they were too tired today. In a daze, the familiar smell of disinfectant mixed with the clear mint fragrance surrounded his nose and fell asleep.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning shone, Ranbai narrowed his eyes, held the quilt, rubbed his face on his face. Looking at the man who was already dressed in front of him, she reached out and yawned, her voice was a bit hoarse as she woke up in the morning: "Beautiful."

Bo Yan curled the corners of his lips and replied warmly: "Good morning."

The attitude is intimate and natural, as if I have been together for a long time.

"When did you wake up?" Ranbai asked with the quilt in his arms, holding the bed with one hand.

"Soon." Bo Yan replied, his voice was very light, with a gentle and considerate affection: "If you are sleepy, you will sleep for a while, and I will prepare breakfast for you."

Ranbai narrowed his eyes and said that her doctor Bo has always been virtuous.

I originally wanted to say that I was going to the kitchen together, but when I was talking, I remembered the dark dishes I made. Ranbai was silent for a while and could not say it.

He just nodded and replied: "Okay."

Feng Luo: I think the only self-knowledge of the host is in cooking.

When Bo Yan went to the kitchen, Ranbai pulled up Bo Yan's clothes next to him with one hand, put them on neatly, and jumped out of bed, stepped on her home shoes and went to the bathroom to wash.

Walking out of the bathroom, Ranbai looked at the man in casual off-white home clothes by the dining table and laughed.

Not wearing formal clothes made him feel more casual and restrained and noble.

The clean and beautiful facial features are as delicate as ever.

A gentleman is as gentle as jade.

The young man in white is elegant.

These sixteen words seem to be very suitable to describe him.

This is a man who incorporates the words "Wen and Ya" into his bones.

Just like the noble son of a noble family who came out of ancient times, he was full of noble character and his ancient charm was still the same.

Amazing time and gentler the years.

It makes people feel moved when they hear it and fall in love with it.

The most elegant thing in the world is a simple saying. Once you encounter a lifelong mistake, you will not encounter a lifelong mistake.

It is not an exaggeration to describe Bo Yan.
Chapter completed!