[Double Flowers] Long Time Lives in Love

Zhang Jiale groped back to bed after taking a shower, hugged the extra part of the quilt and fell asleep.

This sleep was surprisingly peaceful, there were no messy dreams, only the warm feeling enveloped around him, Zhang Jiale in his sleep naturally felt vaguely that it was the result of the expensive silk quilt at home.

When he opened his eyes in the morning, he found that someone was lying face to face with him, his chest was warm, his breathing was steady, his eyes were tightly closed, but there were wrinkles between his brows.

"Grand grandson?"

Zhang Jiale raised his hand to touch Sun Zheping's brow, trying to smooth out that little wrinkle.

"Ok?"

Sun Zheping vaguely agreed, and leaned closer to Zhang Jiale, his eyes still closed, but his brows relaxed a lot.

Zhang Jiale put his arms around his shoulders, brought his mouth closer and kissed him, then lay back and closed his eyes.

The next second a strong kiss touched his lips.

He opened his eyes just as Sun Zheping also opened them. The two of them looked into each other's eyes. The brown pupils reflected the light coming in from the curtains, and that small spot was filled with their own image.

Sun Zheping kissed Zhang Jiale's eyes again, those eyes blinked in a panic, the eyelashes swept across his chin, and touched his lips softly, a little itchy.

"Did I ejaculate too much recently and have hallucinations?" Zhang Jiale said while pinching the bulging muscle on Sun Zheping's arm. "Does it hurt?"

"good."

Sun Zheping still hugged Zhang Jiale tightly, like a kid in kindergarten who bought a new toy, he couldn't bear to let go.

"Didn't you come home after get off work at night?"

Zhang Jiale punitively twisted Sun Zheping's waist.

"Come back when work is done."

"What time did you come back?"

"It's past five and you're still asleep."

"What time is it?" Zhang Jiale reached for Sun Zheping's phone through Sun Zheping, and glanced at the screen after touching it. "Nine o'clock, then I will cook, and you will sleep again?"

Sun Zheping shook his head: "I can't sleep anymore."

"Then what to do, huh?"

Zhang Jiale pushed Sun Zheping to lie flat, and with the two arms that were holding him firmly, he lay down on his body effortlessly, pointing his fingers at his thick chest like a child.

"I want to eat your noodles."

Sun Zheping touched Zhang Jiale's butt dishonestly and rubbed it, and Zhang Jiale slapped it down again.

Zhang Jiale propped himself up on the bed, was pushed back on his body by Sun Zheping, pressed his lips to his lips and kissed him for a while before letting go.

"I'll go down and eat for you," Zhang Jiale deliberately pushed Sun Zheping's hand aside when he got up. "Don't move your hands all the time."

Zhang Jiale originally thought that leaving Sun Zheping alone on the bed would allow him to sleep for a while, but he didn't expect Sun Zheping to follow him while he was brushing his teeth. He was wearing a fluffy nightgown, tied loosely around his belt, and a dog followed behind him. Sun Xiaohuang, who has long hair fluttering around, makes a noise when he walks.

"Aren't you going to feed me down?" Sun Zheping glanced at Zhang Jiale in the mirror, saw his surprised expression and explained, emphasizing "below". "I'm getting up to eat noodles."

Zhang Jiale bent down and spit toothpaste foam into the sink, but he didn't spit it out, so he stretched out his hand and pushed Sun Zheping, and continued to brush his teeth, pretending he didn't hear what he said just now.

After brushing his teeth, Zhang Jiale rummaged through the refrigerator, and took out a small bag of fish tofu and fish balls left over from cooking at some time. Thinking that they would not expire, he decided to use them as ingredients, and took two more by the way. an egg comes out.

Green onion and ginger are naturally necessary, three spoonfuls of soy sauce, four spoonfuls of vinegar, one and a half spoonfuls of sesame oil, one spoonful of salt, one spoonful of chili oil, half a spoonful of white pepper, stir in a small bowl and set aside.

When the pot is hot, pour oil, throw a few shiitake mushrooms into it and fry until soft, then add water, turn up the heat and start cooking the soup. After the water boils, throw in the meatballs and fish tofu and continue cooking.

During this period, Sun Zheping entered the kitchen, hugged Zhang Jiale's back and kissed him on the neck, leaving a saying "It smells so good", and led Sun Xiaohuang into the house to play.

Zhang Jiale rubbed his neck, brought out the dried noodles and small rapeseed, and washed a few vegetable leaves before the soup was fully cooked.

Wait until the meatballs float up and put the noodles in, then pour in the previously prepared seasonings.

Little Sanhua probably smelled it, and led a bunch of kittens into the kitchen, meowing around Zhang Jiale's feet, and the little kittens were trying to climb up Zhang Jiale's trouser legs.

Zhang Jiale had no choice but to call out to the living room, "Grandson, take Lao Wang and his daughter away."

Guessing that the noodles were almost done, Zhang Jiale picked up a pair of chopsticks and tasted them, then cracked two eggs into the pot, and stirred the noodles to prevent them from congealing.

When the noodles are cooked but almost cooked, throw in the small rapeseed and cook for another half a minute.

When the fire was turned off, Sun Zheping hugged the palm-sized little black cat to his chest and walked back. Standing behind Zhang Jiale, he glanced into the pot: "It's ready?"

"Almost." Zhang Jiale took a bite out of a fish ball, then threw the remaining half back into the pot: "The other half is yours."

"Okay," Sun Zheping put the little black cat in Zhang Jiale's hands. "My Sheng, you go and wait, Xiao Huang is chasing the kitten in the house, you just put this one back later."

Zhang Jiale nodded: "Okay."

The noodles served by Sun Zheping were beautifully presented, and Zhang Jiale's cooking was also delicious. All in all, the breakfast was enjoyable.

Zhang Jiale also took a photo and posted it on Weibo, with the words "Say the important thing three times, Brother Le made it for breakfast today".

However, the focus of fans' attention has gone to "Isn't this just said once?"

While Sun Zheping was washing the dishes, Zhang Jiale went back to the bedroom, opened the closet and touched the pockets of his coat to make sure that the things were still there, then turned on his phone and sent a notification in the live broadcast group: "No live broadcast today."

As for the reason for not broadcasting live, it is naturally because today is a special festival.

Christmas is always a bit of a surprise, right?

When Sun Zheping finished washing the dishes and went into the house to find Zhang Jiale, the latter was still looking at the phone and watching a group of people in the group swipe their words like "I'll pay a dime to bet Brother Le and Ping will definitely be ♂ today".

"Lele."

Before Sun Zheping reached the door, he called out first.

"Well, what happened?"

Zhang Jiale looked at Sun Zheping, and then continued to read the news posted in the group.

"I don't seem to have told you that I have been on vacation this week, and I didn't go back to work until after the New Year's Day holiday."

Zhang Jiale looked at Sun Zheping again, looked down at his phone, and raised his head after two seconds and asked him, "So you've been at home these days?"

"Yes," Sun Zheping nodded. "Do you want to travel or something?"

Zhang Jiale pointed to a bunch of kittens hanging on Sun Zheping's trouser legs with his chin: "Then what about them, and our son?"

"Send it to Wang Jiexi's house."

"You're quite thoughtful."

"How about it, do you want to travel, to Lijiang?"

Zhang Jiale raised his head and looked at Sun Zheping who had already walked in front of him: "The two of us have already been to Lijiang, and you told me that there are not as many pretty girls as you imagined."

"I don't look at the little girl now," Sun Zheping kissed Zhang Jiale's reddened and hot lips just after eating the noodles, feeling the hotness of chili oil on his mouth without any surprise. "I'm just looking at you now."

"Come on," Zhang Jiale closed the QQ group and went to Weibo again. Huang Shaotian and Yu Wenzhou seemed to have traveled to the north, and the photos they took were all snow scenes. "Now that there are so many people going out to play, hotels can't be booked."