[Double Flowers] Long Time Lives in Love

After dinner, Sun Zheping tried to get Zhang Jiale to go to bed to sleep again. Zhang Jiale felt that Sun Zheping was the one who should sleep, and no one could convince anyone for a while.

As soon as the live broadcast room of Brother Le Le was opened, the audience saw a bloody incident caused by "sleeping". A group of unidentified fans speculated whether something unspeakable happened to Brother Le and Ping last night. For a while, friends in the group on Weibo called friends and friends, and they were very excited to hear a "young couple quarreling".

Zhang Jiale's "fake fans" discussed in private for a while, and probably they were the only ones who dared to talk to Brother Ping like that, Brother Le, he was so fucking handsome.

The two of them were talking, but they didn't know why the topic was diverted, and they started to discuss the day when the last pack of beef jerky was eaten at home.

As a result of the bloody case, Zhang Jiale and Sun Zheping left the audience in the front row eating melons to watch the excitement, and went back to the bedroom to change clothes.As for what to change clothes for, of course it is to go out and visit the supermarket together.

Thinking about it carefully, the two of them had never made an appointment to go shopping together before.

Zhang Jiale watched Sun Zheping take off his clothes, the lines of his muscles caught his eyes.

When he was in Baihua, Sun Zheping had always been in good shape.Zhang Jiale still remembers that at that time, Sun Zheping would wear a black short-sleeved T-shirt under his team uniform. If he encountered someone looking for trouble when going out, he would just take off his clothes. This fight would win nine out of ten times.

Don't ask why they fight, everyone has a young and energetic time, right? When they first met, they were still young people who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

A few years ago, when Zhang Jiale saw the logo of Baihua, he would exclaim that it was good to be young, but then it turned out that it was good to know Sun Zheping when he was young, and he could eat and live in a super-good location in City B, no matter how he looked at it. It only makes money and doesn't lose money.

"If you want to touch it, just say so," Sun Zheping felt uncomfortable being watched by Zhang Jiale. "Don't look at me like a chicken leg."

"Damn it, grandson, your idea is very problematic..."

Zhang Jiale spoke half of what he said, but before he could say the second half, Sun Zheping beat him back.

Sun Zheping said very seriously: "You touched me a lot when you were sleeping at night, and our hands and feet can't be counted together, really."

Zhang Jiale looked at Sun Zheping's "Don't say you didn't take advantage of me" expression on his face, and he was too embarrassed to say that he really fell asleep at night.

Later, he still touched Sun Zheping's abdominal muscles very implicitly, thinking that he could show off to Sun Zheping's fans during the live broadcast in the afternoon. His hand was the one that touched their brother Ping's muscles.

He completely forgot that he used to rub Sun Zheping's back in the dormitory before, how could he not touch it when the two of them were playing around, what's missing today?

It is rare for Sun Zheping to not wear a shirt, and he changed into a white long-sleeved T-shirt. When he bought this, he didn’t think about whether the color is versatile or the style is good-looking. He just felt that the fabric was very comfortable when he tried it on, so he bought it directly. back.Looking at the sun shining outside the window, I picked a thin black jacket and put it on.

Zhang Jiale changed into a denim shirt, a light-colored one. He was already a little sickly white today, and this one made it look too white, so he had trouble picking out a thin sweater to wear outside. After buying several pieces, he was still dissatisfied, and in the end Sun Zheping helped him choose a camel-colored Susu style.

"Going out is like going on a catwalk."

Sun Zheping watched Zhang Jiale run to the window to take a selfie with his phone, and couldn't help but complain.

"What do you know?" Zhang Jiale twitched his thumb, clicked and took several pictures, and threw the phone on the bed when he was satisfied. "I'm a good-looking Glory male anchor. Of course, I have to match it well when I go out, and the company also allows me to post more selfies when I have nothing to do."

He spoke as if he was a first-line star, the kind who is both powerful and idol.In fact, it was just the little uncle pretending to be a little fresh meat, posting two selfies to trick fans into liking them, and then looking at the poor number of likes, he was happy and foolish.The anchor’s goal in life is as simple as that. Receive gifts, viewers, favorites, comments on Weibo, retweets and likes, and the company’s platform is satisfied with the operation and responsibility. Basically, it can be said that it is a winner in life.

Sun Zheping looked at him a few more times. His light-colored hair was a little golden under the sun, which looked pretty good, and there was nothing wrong with it.

It's just that Zhang Jiale was wearing slim-fit trousers, which seemed a little tight. He touched the pockets a few times, but he still felt that the size was not enough.

"Don't touch it," finally, when Zhang Jiale hesitated to touch it for the fifth time, and was about to unzip his trousers and take off his pants, Sun Zheping stopped him. "I bring money."

Zhang Jiale was not polite at all, and smiled at Sun Zheping: "I'll just wait for your words."

Sun Zheping felt that people in the city really have a lot of tricks, and it was better to watch Zhang Jiale take off his pants before talking.

When going to the supermarket, Zhang Jiale thought about buying some snacks. He got used to eating something during the live broadcast. Sun Zheping thought about the daily necessities of daily necessities for Xiao Hei Xiao Huang Xiao San Hua. I simply drove to a large shopping mall that was a little far from home but well-equipped.

Zhang Jiale sat in the passenger seat, put on his seat belt and began to look out the window.

When he first came to City B, he was not used to sitting in the passenger seat.It's not that I haven't been in a car before, but there are a few people who will sit in the passenger seat and wear a seat belt when taking a taxi or the like, at least he is not.

In the beginning, every time Zhang Jiale took Sun Zheping's car, he always ran to the back. Zhang Jiale called the co-pilot to sit in the back row, only to realize that Zhang Jiale was not used to wearing a seat belt.

After Sun Zheping tied him up a few times, Zhang Jiale finally figured out the location.Later, it became possible to open the door, get in the car, sit down and fasten the seat belt with eyes closed.

"Do I need to bring you a bag?"

When Zhang Jiale took the beef jerky, he shook the bag in his hand and asked Sun Zheping, while with the other hand he touched the corner of a packaging bag inside the shelf.

"Just keep two for me."

"Then remember to ask me," Zhang Jiale reached out and took two more boxes of Pocky. "I might forget it when I eat it."

Sun Zheping didn't say anything, so it was taken as acquiescence.