After Ji Mian returned to the hotel, he handed the gift box given to the bodyguard for inspection. He can't blame him for being too careful. When he became famous, he had been sent by black fans. Many celebrities have had similar experiences, such as poisoning, stalking, threatening, etc., and methods are endless.

Now he is no longer alone, and naturally he attaches more importance to security. With concern, no matter how free and unruly people are, they will become cautious, because they cannot have any accidents. This is not for themselves, but for not leaving the person they love the most alone in the world.

"Have the inspection result come out?" Xiao Jiashu lay lazily on Ji Mian's legs, while Ji Mian sat on the sofa to modify the script.

"It should be soon. If you receive a package from your fans in the future, you must hand it over to the security check before opening it." Ji Mian rubbed his lover's smooth hair.

"I know, I can't afford to die now." Xiao Jiashu shook his head gently.

"Why can't you afford to die? You're so famous?" Ji Mian smiled lowly.

"What should you do if I die?" Xiao Jiashu frowned, as if thinking about the most miserable things in the world. He hoped that he could die one day later than Brother Ji, so that he could send him away with him and then bury himself. He wanted to buy a two-person cemetery and erect the tombstone first. Even if he went to another world, he would continue to be with Brother Ji. He was only twenty years old. Logically speaking, it should not be considered too early for what happened after death, but he had to do that. He and Brother Ji were destined to have only each other. They would go from youth to aging and then to death. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, a lifetime passed.

Happy times will always pass away too quickly, but he believes that it will only disappear in the grave, not in his heart and Brother Ji.

When he was thinking intently, Ji Mian had put down the work at hand and inserted his five fingers into his hair, stroking his hair one after another, with his expression becoming more and more gentle and more addicted. At the end, he lowered his head and kissed his lover's pink lips, and a sigh of satisfaction spilled out of his throat.

The bodyguard brought in the checked gift box and shook his head and said, "It's not a dangerous item, it's just a knitted hat."

"Thank you, thank you for your hard work." Ji Mian handed the box to his lover who had climbed up and said pamperedly, "Okay, now you can dismantle your gift."

Xiao Jiashu slowly took off the ribbon and thought that if the hat was an expensive luxury, he would send it back to the fans. If it was knitted by them, he would accept it. As a result, after the box was opened, the hat inside was indeed knitted by the fans. There was no tag or trademark, and the shape was strange. The edges of the hat were brown, and there were many small leaves wool sewn on the top of the hat. The color was green and oily, which looked a little ugly, but it was a little cute when worn.

"Brother Ji, look." Xiao Jiashu shook his head left and right after putting on his hat, and laughed, "The fans actually gave me a cuckold."

Ji Mian immediately took a photo of him, then hugged him in his arms and kissed him. Wearing this cartoon-shaped hat, Xiaoshu looked even more cute.

"Take a photo with my phone and I'll post it on Weibo." Xiao Jiashu handed over his phone, and when he shook his head, the small leaves would shaking, and it turned out to be like a small tree.

Ji Mian looked at him with a smile for a while, and then took a few photos of him from different angles.

Xiao Jiashu made the photo into a nine-cage grid and sent it out, and wrote: [Today I received a gift, a hat with a small tree shape, thanks to my dear little seed! If you want to live a good life, you have to wear some green on your head, there is nothing wrong with it!]

The little seeds laughed when they saw Weibo: Oh my god! The little tree-shaped hat is so cute when worn on Xiao Jiashu's head!

Ji Mian liked the Weibo post and said with a smile: "I think you won't fight for three days and get rid of the tiles in the room. What's wrong with wearing a cuckold?"

"Then you hit me!" Xiao Jiashu jumped onto the sofa, hugged Brother Ji from behind, rubbed his cheek with his cheek, and looked a little arrogant, "Tap me with that."

"Which?" Ji Mian turned to look at him, his pupils were pitch black.

"That's that." Xiao Jiashu was a little cowardly and a little excited. He leaned into Brother Ji's ear and spit out three words. His voice was so small that he could hardly hear it, but his breath was extremely hot.

季冕缓缓扯开领带,哑声道,“我看你不是欠揍,是欠操.”话落一把将爱人扛起来,走进卧室.这一晚过得激狂而又放荡,他们尝试了好几种不同的姿势,不断开发着彼此的身体,第二天差点因为贪睡而错过班机.

It was already past twelve o'clock in the evening when the two arrived in Beijing. As soon as they walked out of the passage, they found Xue Miao standing not far away looking at them, with a cool expression. The slender Yu Yangyang, who was hiding behind her, scratching her neck, implying that they were in a bad state.

"Mom, why are you here?" Xiao Jiashu was stunned for a while before he walked up to say hello, his tone was a little panicked. Before he could think of how to confess, his mother seemed to have discovered his relationship with Brother Ji. What should we do now?

"Leave the luggage to Xiao Zhou, go to the car to wait for me, I will come soon." Xue Miao did not give his son a chance to speak, and nodded to Ji Mian, "Let's talk alone,"
Chapter completed!