[Double Flowers] Long Time Lives in Love

When Sun Zheping woke up, Zhang Jiale hugged him like a koala, looking at him with red eyes.

He felt a bit of a headache from the effects of the alcohol the night before.

He asked Zhang Jiale: "Woke up so early?"

"Do you remember what you said last night?"

Zhang Jiale rubbed his eyes, and now even the eye sockets were a little red.

"What's wrong, I bullied you and cried?"

Sun Zheping retracted his right hand and hugged Zhang Jiale's back.

"Yeah, you did it to me. I didn't expect to forget it as soon as I woke up. Why are you so ruthless?"

Sun Zheping looked at Zhang Jiale rubbing his eyes as he spoke with a look of "everyone is responsible for caring for mentally handicapped children", and looked aggrieved, which really seemed to be the case.

He waited until Zhang Jiale had finished speaking, then he pressed his aching forehead, and said, "Go to sleep quickly after the performance, how old are you and still stay up late?"

"Can't I rely on you to cooperate with me?"

Zhang Jiale originally thought that when Sun Zheping woke up, there would be a bloody drama of "a scumbag who is drunk, sex, and ruthless", but he didn't expect it to be exposed so quickly.

As for staying up late, it's not what he wants to stay up, it's insomnia, force majeure.

Sun Zheping didn't speak. He kept holding him with his right hand, touched the phone with his left hand, called out the phone book and dialed a number.

"It's me, Sun Zheping."

"I'm asking for leave today, the reason... I drank too much yesterday."

"Just write it like this. If he has an opinion, let him come to me."

After a few words, Zhang Jiale felt dizzy even though he hadn't slept all night, and he could tell that he had asked for leave.

"Zhang Jiale," Sun Zheping turned over and pressed directly on Zhang Jiale. "You really want me to do you?"

"No," Zhang Jiale took a breath. "Da Sun, listen to my explanation, this script is not like this, don't be in such a hurry..."

Before he finished speaking, Sun Zheping bowed his head and kissed Zhang Jiale.

Compared to last night, this kiss was obviously stronger, as if the feelings that had been hidden for a long time had finally found an outlet, rough and direct.

When the inner wall of Zhang Jiale's mouth was licked, there was already an irremediable reaction below him. The male's natural physiological reaction coupled with Sun Zheping's teasing made him pant a little violently when he parted with a kiss, and his eyes were confused. looked at Sun Zheping intently.

Sun Zheping pressed on him, and he also reacted, but he didn't make the next move.

"There's nothing at home, let's do it next time," he pinched Zhang Jiale's waist. "Do you want to take a shower?"

"You're not in charge of putting out the fire anyway," Zhang Jiale smiled helplessly. "Will it work? It's too irresponsible."

"Don't worry."

Sun Zheping rubbed Zhang Jiale's waist again, it felt good.

Zhang Jiale doesn't have obvious muscles like him. He belongs to an otaku who stays at home and plays games all day. In addition to his physique that doesn't make him fat, his body is thin, and the fleshy areas are a bit soft to the touch.

After taking a shower, Zhang Jiale wore pajamas for the elderly, the kind of long trousers with a small rounded lapel and a row of buttons in the front, and the kind with small floral patterns on a white background.

When Sun Zheping cooks, the temperature is high in the place where there is a fire, so he doesn't fasten the buttons in the front row.

Zhang Jiale, on the other hand, had his neckline unbuttoned, squatting down to make breakfast for the three children in the family, showing his fair neck, and his collarbone was clearly visible when he looked inside.

It's not the couple's outfits specially prepared by the two of them. Zhang Jiale didn't bring these home clothes. He bought them for summer when he went out. Now he's wearing Sun Zheping's.

"Go out to the supermarket later."

Sun Zheping made noodles with scallion oil. He just took the scallion out of the oil and put it aside, when he saw Zhang Jiale squatting by the wall, he told him.

"Shall I go with you?" Zhang Jiale turned to look at Sun Zheping, and felt that this posture was too tiring, so he simply stood up with an empty can. "Is there anything to eat at home?"

"There are, buy something else, and refer to your opinion."

Sun Zheping poured half a pot of water into the pot.

"okay."

Zhang Jiale threw the tin can into the trash can, Xiao Sanhua ate more than before, and Zhang Xiaohei ate differently, so he went to find a new box of cat food and filled half of it into the small basin.

"You really don't sleep during the day?"

When Sun Zheping was looking for noodles, he glanced at Zhang Jiale, and stretched out his hand to brush back the braids that had been flung to his shoulders.

"I'm not sleepy." Zhang Jiale shook his head.

Things like staying up late are usually the most sleepy from the early morning to the morning. After that, you won't be sleepy after getting up and walking around. What's more, Sun Zheping lit a fire for him early in the morning. He wouldn't be a man if he could sleep.

Sun Zheping didn't say what to buy in the supermarket, and Zhang Jiale didn't ask either.The two of them chatted nonchalantly in the car, and they talked about whether they liked it or not.

"Do you like me, Zhang Jiale?"

Sun Zheping put his hands on the steering wheel and asked after seeing that the road conditions were good.

"Nonsense, of course I like it."

Zhang Jiale stretched out his hand to touch the solar flower placed in front of the car, the kind that shakes his head according to the solar energy.It was a gift from Sun Zheping when he bought the car.

"How much do you like it?"

Zhang Jiale thought for a while: "Anyway, I like it more than you think, how about you?"

"I like me a little more than you do." Sun Zheping replied solemnly.

Zhang Jiale smiled happily, and said, "Forget it, your words can also coax young girls."

"I think you are very happy now, no worse than those young girls."

After arriving at the supermarket, Sun Zheping led the way. Zhang Jiale wore a windbreaker and followed slowly with his hands in his pockets. His figure was particularly elegant.

Sun Zheping is actually not used to walking back and forth with people, because he always feels that the people behind him will disappear.He looked back at Zhang Jiale two or three times, and finally reached out and grabbed his wrist, leading him all the way to the destination.

When the two of them stopped in front of the condom shelf, Zhang Jiale almost laughed out, "You just brought me to buy this?"

But laughing, Zhang Jiale still ran his fingertips across rows of small boxes of different brands and styles, then stopped in front of an ultra-thin one, and took out a box.

Sun Zheping glanced at the size, put one hand around Zhang Jiale's waist, and with the other hand took the small box out of his hand and put it back.

"The smallest size, or the ultra-thin one, are you trying to strangle me?"

While talking, he took a large one and handed it to Zhang Jiale.

Zhang Jiale didn't push his hand away either. Anyway, no one came here, and even those who passed by occasionally would pretend to be innocent and hurried past, not paying attention to the two of them.

He took the box that Sun Zheping handed over, and found another box of hot ones, flipped through the packaging and said, "Who knows what size you use, you can't blame me."

"It's not like you haven't seen it before," Sun Zheping said while snapping his fingers. "You do the math, how many times have you seen it?"

"That's different, and I don't know if yours is still the same size after that, if the size remains the same, wouldn't I be at a big loss?"

When Zhang Jiale heard himself say "that what", Sun Zheping obviously laughed in a low voice.

"Don't worry," Sun Zheping reached out to take a box of lubricating fluid from the side. "Guaranteed to only earn and not lose."