romantic accident

An Mingzhi just hung up the phone when Zheng Yuzhang came in with a big cardboard box, "Who is it?"

"Brother Wei." Wei Ming was a few years older than him, and An Mingzhi usually called him Brother Wei.

"Calling New Year's greetings?"

"Hmm." An Mingzhi nodded unnaturally.

Zheng Yuzhang didn't ask much: "Come here and help me unload the box, put it here first."

They only left for two days, and the house seemed deserted. My aunt came back only on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. The two little devils were going to live in Zheng's house for a while. There were no children in the house, so it was much quieter and seemed a little deserted.

In such a big house, there are only two people left.

There were some food in the box, including the chili sauce made by Mother Zheng herself and dried plums. An Mingzhi put all the bottles and cans in the kitchen, and found some fruits from the refrigerator to make a platter. Two strawberries were stuffed in his mouth.

It was cold, sour and sweet, and it made him wink.

Zheng Yuzhang came over at some point, stood behind him, and pinched his waist: "You don't know how to feed me one?"

An Mingzhi stuffed the freshly washed one into his mouth.

After Zheng Yuzhang finished eating, he wanted more.The strawberries were left over from before, and there were not many of them. An Ming knew that he would keep them for a platter and not give them to him.

"Isn't it meant to be eaten?" Zheng Yuzhang seldom eats strawberries, and this time he was tickled by him.

"Then we'll eat it after we're done... Mmm."

An Mingzhi's mouth tasted like strawberries.

Zheng Yuzhang put his hands on his sides, surrounded the man in his arms, and watched his lips swallow.

"It will be ready soon." An Mingzhi said, and then fed him another one.

Zheng Yuzhang shook his head: "I won't eat."

What's so good about strawberries?Talent is delicious.

An Ming knew that he was not so easy to talk, and Zheng Yuzhang sucked the strawberry in his hand in the next second, fed it into his mouth, and took the opportunity to kiss his lips.The two shared a sweet and sour kiss.

An Mingzhi took a few bites in a hurry, swallowed the strawberry, and changed the subject: "What's for dinner? There aren't many ingredients, so I have to go out and buy some."

Zheng Yuzhang pinched his chin with his fingers, watched him think seriously for a while, and the rubbing of his thumb made An Mingzhi's lips itch.The answer is already obvious.

They didn't make it to the end that time before, Zheng Yuzhang's taste is the essence of food.

He hugged An Mingzhi's waist, kissed his slender neck, accompanied by slight teeth biting from time to time, licking and licking An Mingzhi's back trembling.

"It's so itchy..."

Zheng Yuzhang didn't seem to hear, and asked in a deep voice while kissing: "Ni Hongyao's play is settled?"

"Ah."

Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from him, An Mingzhi had no choice but to admit that it was a matter of time, but he didn't expect Zheng Yuzhang to ask him about it.According to Zheng Yuzhang's way of doing things, he is more inclined to let him admit it voluntarily.

Zheng Yuzhang gave him a chance when he called just now, but An knew he didn't confess.

"When will filming start?"

"Early March."

"How long?"

Zheng Yuzhang bit his ear, and Anming knew it was tickling, so he hid it: "It's estimated to be two months."

Two months, another two months, there are only a few two months in a year, An Ming knows that he spends most of his time outside, regardless of the size of the family.

Zheng Yuzhang let go of him suddenly, walked out of the kitchen, and said, "Go."

He said go ahead, but the tone sounded like 'out this door and don't come back'.

An knew that he didn't answer the call, and he didn't know how to answer it. He only knew that he had offended Zheng Yuzhang again.And Zheng Yuzhang was striding upstairs, shutting himself in the study for the New Year to deal with the mail.

They are not quarreling, at most it is a cold war. During these years of getting along, apart from quarreling and peaceful coexistence, the rest is in this state.Sometimes An Ming gave in, and sometimes Zheng Yuzhang conceded. In short, after the Cold War, both sides stopped talking about the past, and that matter passed away.

After putting together the fruit plate, An Mingzhi carried it upstairs, thought for a while and knocked on the door to deliver it to the person in the study.He wanted to shoot the movie, so he couldn't really make Zheng Yuzhang angry, and in the end he didn't even have to shoot the movie.

Zheng Jinzhu is irritable and unpredictable, and he knows it all too well, so An Mingzhi gave him time to calm down.Now that Zheng Yuzhang's anger has gone down, it won't really implicate him.

The door of the study room was not closed, so An Ming knew that there was no answer after knocking a few times, so he went in with a fruit plate.

I saw Zheng Yuzhang standing in front of the window and glanced at him.

"cough."

"What are you doing here?" Zheng Yuzhang asked.

An Mingzhi put down the plate in his hand and pointed to the fruit inside, which meant that he was just here to deliver the fruit.Maybe he was too slow in this aspect, he couldn't figure out why he made Zheng Yuzhang unhappy again.

"You're upset." It's a declarative sentence.

Zheng Yuzhang stuffed a strawberry into his mouth and laughed out of anger: "Yes."

He doesn't want himself to go out to film all the time. An Ming knows this, but he always has to think about himself. After the car accident, his career almost completely collapsed. It took two years to recover slowly, and some still depended on Zheng Yu. Zhang did it.If he doesn't lay a foundation for himself now, it will be difficult for him to live after leaving Zheng Yuzhang.

As for the reason why Zheng Yuzhang didn't want him to go out to film, it was probably because no one took care of Zhenzhen and Yangyang after he left.Although there is an aunt in the family, but the aunt is not too young. If she has to take care of everyone's affairs in the family, she will inevitably forget this and forget that, and she will be too busy.

An Ming knew what to say, Zheng Yuzhang saw his left index finger, the bloodstain was not there just now: "How did this happen?"

"I was not careful just now." An Mingzhi said.

The wound wasn't too deep, it was just cut across the skin by a knife, but Zheng Yuzhang was very concerned: "Did you apply medicine?"

"It's a small injury, don't need to rub it." An Mingzhi tried to withdraw his hand.

Zheng Yuzhang refused, held his finger, first kissed him, then put the fingertip in his mouth and asked him if it hurt.

Both of them forgot that they were still at war just now, and one was angry with the other.

That small wound is really not painful, it will heal soon after the bandage is put on, but he hasn't had time to look for it just now.But for this small wound, Zheng Yuzhang was extremely concerned. He put An Mingzhi's fingertips in his mouth, and there was even a faint smell of blood.

In the end, he gave up on being angry. An Ming knew that he seemed sensible and docile, but in fact he couldn't even take care of himself, and he had to go out of town for two or three months alone, with only one assistant by his side to take care of him. Worry.

After the blood had solidified, Zheng Yuzhang found a band-aid and stuck it on for him, then held his wrist and kissed him where his pulse was beating: "Forget it, I can't do anything about you."

In the eyes of others, he is the one who covers the sky with one hand, and An Ming knows that he will say the same to him, but only Zheng Yuzhang knows who really holds his lifeline.When it comes to filming, An Mingzhi has always been stubborn.

"But before leaving..." Zheng Yuzhang picked him up abruptly, put him on the desk, and whispered in his ear with a low magnetic and ambiguous voice: "You know it yourself."

An Mingzhi was half-pressed on the desk, and the documents on it fell off. He wanted to pick it up, and wanted to bargain with Zheng Yuzhang.But in fact, he knew that there was no room for negotiation on this kind of matter.

In the next second, Zheng Yuzhang leaned on both sides of his body to kiss him, and passionately separated his legs/legs.