Boss Ji's petite wife

When Ji Ming's fingertips touched a pile of scattered candies in Ding Danchen's pocket, he moved a little, then glanced at Ding Danchen, and took out the things under the strange eyes of the other party.

As soon as the things were taken out, Ji Ming lowered his head and took a look. The black velvet box was small and delicately pinched at his fingertips.

Ji Ming paused first, then guessed what it was, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Ding Danchen.

"Is it for me?"

Ji Ming asked knowingly.

Ding Danchen felt a little embarrassed when he saw the thing was found. It was indeed a birthday present he had prepared for Jiming, but he was outside just now, and he never found a chance to give it to him.

Originally, I wanted to wait for the right time to take it out, but I didn't want to be discovered by Jiming.

"Could I be wrong, this thing is for someone else?"

Seeing that Ding Danchen didn't speak, Ji Ming deliberately turned the box around his fingertips and asked.

"No!" Ding Danchen retorted subconsciously, and then realized that he was too emotional when he looked into Ji Ming's eyes, and quickly restrained his expression, "It's for you, a birthday present..."

"Oh? Is it really for me? What is it..."

The corners of Ji Ming's mouth curled up, muttering on purpose, and he opened the box in front of Ding Danchen.

The expected ring was lying in the box, but Ji Ming looked at Ding Danchen in surprise.

"I don't know if you like it or not..." Seeing Ji Ming looking over, Ding Danchen's eyes fell on the box, and his voice was a little uncertain.

He actually felt that his behavior seemed a little out of line, or bold.

Ji Ming's character is the kind that does not accept restraint, yet he chose such a birthday present.

In fact, when he first chose, he also struggled with his thoughts, but in the end, his emotions outweighed his reason, and he bought it.

"Tsk, my dear, are you giving me a birthday present? Why do I feel like I'm proposing?"

Ji Ming reached out and took out the ring from the box. It was a simple button gold ring without any complicated patterns. It was as simple as Ding Danchen.

"No, I didn't mean that, I just thought..."

feel……

Ding Danchen didn't know what to say about the latter, because even though he didn't have the intention of Ji Ming when he first picked the gift, but now when the other party said it, he really had the feeling that he was for the purpose of the other party.

"Okay, then take it as a birthday present, I accept it, can you put it on for me?"

Ji Ming handed the ring to Ding Danchen, raised his eyebrows and said.

Ding Danchen was taken aback for a moment, and looked up at Ji Ming with a trace of uncertainty in his eyes.

"Huh?" Ji Ming raised his hand again, signaling Ding Danchen to help him put on the ring.

It was only then that Ding Danchen came to his senses. When he took the ring, his fingertips trembled and rubbed against Ji Ming's finger.

After the other party took the ring, Ji Ming stretched out his left hand very consciously, "Come on, put it on and let me see if it looks good."

After the other party finished speaking, Ding Danchen hesitated for a moment, and finally stretched out his hand, grasping Ji Ming's slender finger with one hand, and fastened the ring on Ji Ming's left ring finger with the other hand.

The size of the ring was just right, obviously it was the size Ding Danchen had set before.

After putting on the ring, Ji Ming raised his finger to look back and forth in the direction of his face, and after a while he put down his hand and looked at Ding Danchen.

"Honey, the birthday present is worn on this, how can I wear the wedding ring in the future?"

Ji Ming said so, but he didn't mean to take it off at all, just looked at Ding Danchen with a smile.

"Wedding, wedding ring...?"

Ding Danchen reacted for two seconds, and then he came back to his senses, his face turned a little ugly.

"Oh, I see. In the future, the wedding ring can be worn on the toe."

Ji Ming said the crazy words in a serious manner, and after finishing speaking, he pretended to be reasonable, and nodded to himself.

Ding Danchen was dumbfounded and couldn't keep up with Ji Ming's rhythm.

"Where's yours?" Ji Ming then looked at Ding Danchen and asked.

"What?" Ding Danchen's thoughts were still stuck on the last topic at this moment, and he didn't understand what he was talking about for a moment.

Seeing Ding Danchen's puzzled face, Ji Ming glanced at Ding Danchen's finger again, then frowned and asked, "Isn't this ring a pair?"

When Ding Danchen saw the other party raised his hand, he realized that the other party was talking about the ring on his hand.

—In an instant, Ding Danchen felt like being poked at the center of something, and his face turned red with embarrassment.

"Mine." Ding Danchen paused, his eyes flashed, and then he said in a low voice, "I didn't wear it."

"Why don't you wear it?" Ji Ming rubbed his thumb over his ring finger, and the smooth and hard ring made him feel surprisingly good.

"I'm afraid I'm too ostentatious."

Ding Danchen looked at Ji Ming's attitude that he would not give up unless he answered, and pursed his lips to explain. In fact, his answer was more tactful, because he was afraid of publicity.

"Straight men are afraid of ostentation, I am not afraid of it."

Ji Ming seemed to have seen Ding Danchen's thoughts, and sneered, "Put it on, we are a couple, is it possible that you are still afraid of people knowing?"

"No, it's not...!"

Ding Danchen retorted subconsciously, and then a burst of joy flooded his heart instantly, but he looked at Ji Ming's eyes, and instantly restrained his mind.

He can't be too obvious, otherwise he will appear very unstable, and today is Ji Ming's birthday, the most important thing is to make the other party happy.

Seeing that Ding Danchen gradually regained his composure from a moment of joy, Ji Ming thought he was blind and couldn't see anything.

He withdrew his hand and walked towards the table where the words were placed, on which was the cake that Ding Danchen had just put down.

"I haven't received a birthday cake for many years, and flowers."

Looking at the things on the table, Ji Ming felt a little emotional, not because no one gave them, but because he didn't want to accept them.

But at this moment, seeing all of Ding Danchen's careful preparations, he actually felt a kind of quiet joy slowly pouring out from the bottom of his heart, like a spring rolling gently in the fine sand.

"If you like it, I will give it away every year in the future."

Ding Danchen came over, looked at Ji Ming, and spoke very seriously.

Ji Ming was silent for two seconds, then bent down to pick up the bouquet, put it under the tip of his nose and kissed it, then turned his head to look at Ding Danchen and said, "You said it, don't forget."

Ding Danchen looked at the other party's sudden serious eyes, and quickly replied: "I will never forget."

As long as it is about Ji Ming, he will never forget it, and will always keep it in his heart.

Hearing the firm answer from the other party, Ji Ming slightly nodded and kissed the white rose, and then said lightly, "Thank you."

Ding Danchen watched the other party's actions, his heart skipped a beat, and he even forgot to say that he was polite.

He felt the soft kiss from the other party, as if it had landed on his heart, light and soft, like a feather brushed by.

Both of them had already eaten, so there was not much cake to eat as dessert, and finally Ding Danchen put the rest in the refrigerator.

Afterwards, the two went upstairs, and Ji Ming went to take a shower first. Ding Danchen prepared his own nightgown for him, which was relatively loose and would not feel too small to wear.

When Ji Ming came out of the bathroom, he saw Ding Danchen standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with his back turned in his direction, wondering what he was thinking.

"I ve done washing."

Ji Ming walked over, casually put the towel on his shoulder, and said to Ding Danchen.

At this time, Ding Danchen seemed to have noticed that Ji Ming had come out.

"What are you thinking, so preoccupied?" Ji Ming asked casually.

"It's okay." Ding Danchen withdrew his gaze, and his eyes fell on Ji Ming, who had just finished taking a shower and was still emitting heat.

"I," Ding Danchen hesitated, touched the ring on his finger, and finally said: "I'm going to take a shower."

Ji Ming paused for a moment, and didn't understand what Ding Danchen wanted to express just now, but he didn't say much.

After Ding Danchen came out of the bathroom, it was already 10 minutes later.

At this time, Ji Ming was half leaning against the bed, holding his mobile phone in one hand, scrolling through the news boredly.

Ding Danchen came out, wearing a black nightgown of the same style as Ji Ming's.

Watching Ding Danchen neatly tie the belt of his nightgown, Ji Ming raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Sleeping?" Ji Ming saw that Ding Shanchen was standing at the end of the bed after he came out, and he seemed to be inexplicably embarrassed, so he asked.

Ding Danchen didn't know how to react at this time, but he remembered what Ji Ming said that day.

What should I do?

should.

—In an instant, Ding Danchen blushed, opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.

It doesn't seem right to go back to sleep or not to sleep.

Answer sleep, and the word seems to have become a verb.

The answer is not to sleep, the word seems to have become a noun again. After 'not to sleep' becomes a noun, there is another topic. If you don't sleep, what do you want to do?

"Honey, I just want to ask you if you are sleepy, if you want to sleep, why are you blushing?"

Looking at Ding Danchen's suddenly flushed face, Ji Ming asked with a smile.

When Ding Danchen was asked by the other party's serious words, his complexion became even worse in an instant. He raised his hand in embarrassment and wiped his face, and then turned his eyes.

"Honey, where's my painting?"

Ji Ming watched Ding Danchen look away, a little bit of a cover-up, but he didn't take advantage of it to tease him, but leaned lazily by the bed and asked.

Ding Danchen was still in the embarrassment just now, when the other party asked at this moment, he didn't even have a brain, and subconsciously glanced at the side cabinet.

This was a subconscious reaction when people were distracted. Ding Shanchen had been hit unconsciously just now. When he realized it again, Ji Ming had already walked to the cabinet and opened the cabinet door.

Ding Danchen's body froze slightly, and subconsciously took a step forward, as if to stop him, but stopped in the next moment.

The painting was originally drawn for Ji Ming, so it would be hypocritical for him to stop him now.

When Ji Ming opened the door of the cabinet, he saw the sketch.

On the semi-curved balcony, the man sitting on the back of his head was being held by the man standing bowed and forced to look up, the corners of his eyes were red, and the man standing bowed was holding the hair on the back of the other's head with one hand. Covering the opponent's eyes with one hand, he slightly parted his lips and kissed the protruding Adam's apple.

As for the whole painting, there is a bright starry sky with a limited perspective from the balcony.