Ji Naitang finally realized that he was a little embarrassed. He took back his eyes and did not dare to look at Cen Muqi, but he could only take back his eyes, but he did not want to take back the words he had just said.

He wanted to say that for a long time, but there was no medical report before. He was afraid that Cen Muqi would worry about whether he had any disease, so he took the initiative to go to the hospital for a physical examination a few days ago.

There was silence in the car for a while, then Cen Muqi's voice sounded, a little hoarse: "Ji Naitang, is this a new way of courtship?"

"If so, what do you think?"

CEN Muqi stretched out his hand and put it on his shoulder. Then he came to kiss him and said in a low voice: "very good."

When he was promised, Ji Naitang was no longer depressed. He left his suit and coat aside and took the initiative to climb to Cen Muqi's side and sit on his lap.

After all, there is not much space in the car. Ji Naitang is 1.8 meters, and Cen Muqi is 1.86 meters. They are all stuck together. However, these small obstacles can not extinguish the heat in their bodies.

"Did you seduce Yao Yuanjing like that before?" CEN Muqi kisses his clavicle while questioning, Ji Naitang subconsciously retorts: "No."

CEN Muqi bit him with satisfaction. He didn't exert himself, so he didn't hurt. Ji Naitang hummed comfortably. Although the environment was different, both of them were familiar with each other's bodies, so they could easily arouse more desires.

The rain outside was torrential, and the enthusiasm in the car was like fire. When it came to love, Ji Naitang couldn't help asking, "Mr. Cen, are you so good to all the maintenance objects?"

CEN Muqi chuckled: "you have not taken care of other people, you are the first, so remember to submit the experience report, so that I can improve at any time."

Ji Naitang was slightly surprised. Cen Muqi once had a person around him, but it was not long ago. So he thought that he was also the object of being taken care of. Now, do you think it was a serious love affair?

Isn't it first love? Thinking of this, Ji Naitang's heart seems to be more sour, but he is not qualified to question what, besides, it has been so many years.

"Can experience reports be exchanged for something?"

"Yes, what do you want to exchange?"

"Anything can be exchanged?"

"Yes."

Ji Naitang hooked Cen Muqi's neck forward and whispered in his ear: "then change Cen Zong to shoot directly inside this time."

CEN Muqi breathed heavily and announced: "honey, we live in the car tonight!"

Although I said that I would live in the car tonight, I can't really live in the car. After all, I can't even stretch my feet in the car. If I sleep for one night, I will suffer. So when the two people are finished, they will drive back to the car when the rain drops.

By the time the car reached the garage, Ji Naitang had fallen asleep in the co driver's seat. After getting out of the car, CEN Muqi went around to his side, opened the door to hold him out, and then locked the car into the elevator to go upstairs.

Just now, Ji Naitang didn't wake up from such a big noise. He just rubbed his forehead against Cen Muqi's neck and didn't even open his eyes.

Aunt Su went back after dinner, so there was no one in the apartment now. Cen Muqi took Ji Naitang and went to the master bedroom. They simply took a bath and then went back to bed to sleep.

After sleeping in the middle of the night, CEN Muqi is awakened by a burst of crying. He turns on the bedside lamp and finds that Ji Naitang is crying.

"Ji Naitang?"

He yelled. He saw Ji Naitang huddled together. He didn't seem to wake up. He didn't know whether it was a nightmare or something. He was crying and whispering something, but his voice was too light to be heard clearly.

CEN Muqi approached him and asked in a low voice, "what are you talking about? Speak up

Ji Naitang sobbed: "hit me."

After listening to it several times, CEN Muqi confirmed that he really said "hit me". He rubbed Ji Naitang's hair in tears and laughter: "what's your hobby? Crying and calling for someone to beat you..."

"Hit me, don't hit my brother, hit me..."

CEN Muqi's eyes flashed, and his hand on Ji Naitang's head stopped. He was silent for a while and then asked, "who should beat you? Who are you going to beat, brother? "