Yin Chen has a new worry in the past two days.

Nor is it anything else.

That's my boyfriend, oh, now I can say that I'm my fiancé.

His fiance's pectoralis major and certain aspects are growing day by day.

The root of the problem comes from-his fiancé has always misunderstood his 'needs'.

As he thought about it, he felt a chill on his buttocks.

Yin Chen reluctantly turned his sore neck.

Zong Cheng smiled shyly at him.

In her hands, she held the hip membrane without hesitation and applied it to his body.

Regarding the proficiency of the technique and the docility of applying the hip mask.

If you don't do it a hundred and eighty times, you will never reach this level.

but.

Yin Chen watched expressionlessly as Zong Cheng finished applying the hip mask on him.

Then, he took out a small desk on the bed that he bought on the roadside for eighteen yuan.

As soon as Zong Cheng put the small desk down, it immediately blocked a large area of ​​scenery.

Although this was not the first time he saw this small desk, Yin Chen was still choked up.

His fiancé is really a genius.

"By the way, there is something I want to discuss with you."

Zong Cheng distractedly looked away from the beautiful scenery in front of him, and then he reluctantly remembered something serious.

"Huh? Why do you still need to discuss it with me?"

Yin Chen turned his head slightly, and a large hot kiss mark on his exposed neck spread to his ears before disappearing.

It can be seen how enthusiastic Zong Cheng was last night.

but?

What happened to Zong Cheng?

We are already fiancées, do we still need to use the word “discuss”?

"Um……"

Zongcheng began to hesitate.

His eyes wandered for a while before he spoke softly.

"Yes, Ms. Tang wants to see you."

Ms. Tang?

Yin Chen was stunned.

Then he reacted quickly.

Isn't Ms. Tang the elder that Zong Cheng respects the most?

Does she want to see herself?

It's not a big problem.

but……

Yin Chen glanced at Zong Cheng, whose eyes were wandering.

Although it's not a big problem for Ms. Tang to see him, but this guy's guilty look?

Why is he feeling so guilty?

After thinking for a while, Yin Chen slowly asked the question.

"Have you mentioned me to her lately?"

Otherwise, why would Ms. Tang suddenly mention him?

Moreover, isn't Zong Cheng's expression too guilty?

How did Yin Chen know?

Did he guess it?

How did he guess it?

Do you want to nod?

Zong Cheng asked himself crazily in his heart.

Then he bowed his head silently.

With his shy appearance, it was completely impossible to tell that he was the person who pressed Yin Chen against the mirror last night.

Seeing his appearance, an idea slowly came to Yin Chen's mind.

"Did you take the initiative? What did you say to Ms. Tang?"

However, although.

Could it be this guy?

Have you said everything?

Zongcheng blushed slightly.

Zong Cheng licked his dry lips, "It's nothing, it's just that Ms. Tang knows about this plan..."

So I called him recently to ask him.

Was it successful or not?

Yin Chen slowly typed a question mark?

what?

Does Ms. Tang know about this plan?

Do you know everything or only a small part?

What if you knew everything?

Who made these arrangements?

Could it be that there is guidance from Ms. Tang?

Thinking of this, Yin Chen's expression suddenly became a little complicated.

He thought about last night's mirror.

I thought about the outdoor swimming pool the night before.

There is also the small garden that Zongcheng has seen countless times and the swing that is wrapped up with ulterior motives at first glance.

Yin Chen fell into deep thought.

Speaking of which, relying solely on Zong Cheng, it should be, probably, possible?

Zong Cheng couldn't think of these things, right?

So, could it really be Ms. Tang...?

However, although?

Ms. Tang?

Isn’t it a bit?

Too trendy?

After thinking about it, Yin Chen found it a little funny again.

so?

Regarding the matter of living together, Zong Cheng actually asked Ms. Tang for advice?

That’s it? That’s it?

After thinking about it, Yin Chen raised his head.

Zongcheng looked at him like a puppy, waiting for his reply.

Yin Chen looked funny and angry.

He hooked his slender fingers, and Zong Cheng silently came over.

He pinched Zong Cheng's chin and kissed him.

Yin Chen spoke in a friendly tone.
To be continued...