[Double Flowers] Long Time Lives in Love

After the vacation, Sun Zheping was in exceptionally good condition. If there was a word to describe him, it would be refreshed.

Zhang Jiale still didn't get up until after he went out to work, and ate the breakfast Sun Zheping made for him in his insulated lunch box. He turned over the rice with chopsticks and found some octopus sausages.

Fans are already familiar with this kind of daily "dog food", and some even complained all day long that there is not enough dog food. Seeing Zhang Jiale carrying an octopus sausage, they joked about whether Brother Ping also made rabbit apples.

Zhang Jiale's eyes lit up: "I'll go and bring it in for you to see."

In a few seconds, he came in with a small plate, and there was a small circle of rabbit apples in it, as well as lovely cut oranges.

"I figured he had juiced in the morning and cut up the rest for me."

Zhang Jiale reasoned while rubbing his chin.

The barrage started booing again, such as "Brother Le, don't be shy, Brother Ping made it just for you", and "I didn't expect that Brother Ping cooks in such a girly style", "You come out in front, you are so cute What should I do if I suddenly feel that Brother Ping is very cute???", "You returned my V587 Brother Ping earlier" and so on.

Zhang Jiale picked up a piece of apple and put it in his mouth, biting into it with a crackling noise, and he still didn't forget to say: "Chicken tastes like crunchy."

The barrage turned into "噫" again.

So, in terms of rhythm, Zhang Jiale is pretty good, especially when it comes to eating.

There will be no major events for the next period of time, except that Wang Jiexi and Fang Shiqian will move.

On the day Wang Jiexi officially moved to the next door, Zhang Jiale opened the door to watch the fun, and hugged Zhang Xiaohei to warm his hands. Wang Jiexi watched him think for 2 minutes, picked up Xiaosanhua and leaned against the other side of his doorframe, leaving Fang Shiqian behind. Running up and down alone, I almost turned around and got out of the elevator to buy a new house.

In the middle, Zhang Jiale returned to the living room every 10 minutes, telling the fans watching the live broadcast where Wang Jiexi's furniture had been moved, which ones looked good and which ones didn't, Wang Jiexi's scarf was caught off-line by Xiao Sanhua, and so on.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, he was busy until [-]:[-] noon. Zhang Jiale hadn't figured out how to put the keyboard storage glass cabinet that was placed at the door before turning around and entering the house to take Xiao Sanhua's cat litter with three small cats. The cat was brought out and stuffed into Wang Jiexi's arms.

"These little ancestors of your family can move back."

After having sex, I can finally feel a little more at ease.

Wang Jiexi picked up the pitch-black one and looked around: "Your son has good genes."

"That's right, you don't even look at who father is."

Zhang Jiale suddenly felt very proud.

Fang Shiqian came out of the house, patted the ashes on his hands, looked at Wang Jiexi and Zhang Jiale who were leisurely standing at the door talking, and was about to open his mouth to speak, when the elevator suddenly opened the door with a "ding".

Sun Zheping stepped forward, looked at Fang Shiqian on the left with his mouth open, Wang Jiexi on the right, who was hugging a pile of fluff, and Zhang Jiale, who was hugging Zhang Xiaohei, with raised eyebrows and long legs, took two steps Walked over and put his arms around Zhang Jiale's waist and entered the house, and closed the door of his own house by the way.

"Grand grandson?"

Zhang Jiale stroked Zhang Xiaohei's hair, and looked at Sun Zheping suspiciously.

"I'm off work," Sun Zheping pulled out the tie and work badge and threw them on the shoe cabinet. "Start taking annual leave today."

Zhang Jiale blinked: "Do you really think I'm stupid?"

"Really," Sun Zheping lightly pecked Zhang Jiale's mouth. "After the project is finished, I will start to rest for six months."

"I think you still think I'm stupid."

Zhang Jiale shook his head, let go of Zhang Xiaohei who started to scratch his sleeve, took the coat that Sun Zheping took off and hung it on the coat rack.

Sun Zheping shrugged: "I'm going to invest in the next project. I may go to the company for a meeting to discuss the details in a few days, but I won't have to go to work after that."

Zhang Jiale also shrugged: "Don't tell me whether you invested in an animation or movie or something."

"Small animation."

Sun Zheping took off his suit jacket and threw it on the sofa, looked around the house, and saw instant noodles on the computer table with the lids open and no seasonings on them, raised his eyebrows and asked, "You eat instant noodles when I'm not at home? "

"Don't talk like you don't want to eat it," Zhang Jiale hurried over to protect his instant noodles. "You shared a bowl of instant noodles with me before!"

Sun Zheping sighed, rolled up his shirt sleeves, hugged Zhang Jiale's waist with one hand, and took the bucket of instant noodles away effortlessly with the other: "I'll cook it for you."

Of course two people cooking one bucket is not enough, Zhang Jiale dug out two more buckets and handed them to Sun Zheping in the eyes of "I'll settle the score with you later".

"Sausage?"

Sun Zheping put the noodles on the table, opened the refrigerator door, and asked while bringing out a box of small rapeseed.

Zhang Jiale refused with disgust, "No, it tastes like braised beef."

"Then go get a tomato and open the lid."

As Sun Zheping said, he picked up two more eggs from the refrigerator, put them on the side of the small rapeseed box, and then picked out a small bag of beef.

When he had almost fried the beef and served it again, the door of the house rang.

Zhang Jiale put down the pile of seasoning packets in his hand, and went to open the door.

Fang Shiqian leaned casually against the door: "Can I come to your house for a meal?"

Zhang Jiale curled his lips, went into the room and took two buckets of instant noodles and threw them over: "Eat what you can."

Fang Shiqian looked at the mercilessly closed door in front of him, and went home with two buckets of instant noodles in his arms. After thinking about it, he touched Wang Jiexi's phone and planned to order a takeaway.

"Lele," Sun Zheping shouted while frying something in the kitchen. "come over."

"what happened?"

When Zhang Jiale passed by, he saw half a tomato on the cutting board. Before Sun Zheping could say anything, he picked it up and took a bite. Putting his left hand in his pocket and leaning against the radiator, he looked at the few slices of tomato stir-fried in the pot through Sun Zheping. .

Seeing that the tomatoes were almost fried, Sun Zheping put water in the pot, poured the beef back, and threw in the slices of chopped green onion that he had counted on the cutting board.

When the tomato soup was cooked, Sun Zheping directed Zhang Jiale to put the instant noodles into the pot.

"Can you cook beef soup?" Zhang Jiale asked as he licked the tomato juice left on his finger while placing the bread with one hand. "Corn beef soup?"

Sun Zheping found a pair of chopsticks and pressed the noodles into the boiling water: "Yes, do you want to drink?"

Zhang Jiale leaned back again, folded his arms on his chest, neither affirming nor denying: "Don't you think that is very suitable for eating in winter?"

"Winter is the best time to eat you."

Sun Zheping tore apart the seasoning packet and put it into the pot, picked the noodles that had started to soften, and gave Zhang Jiale a meaningful look when he was talking.

"Damn it, Sun Zheping, can't you be more serious when cooking?"

"Okay," Sun Zheping suddenly turned around and kissed Zhang Jiale, then stuffed the chopsticks into his hands. "Boil another two eggs and you'll be ready to eat. I'll go in and change my clothes."

Zhang Jiale rubbed his lips with his fingers, looked at Sun Zheping's seemingly unrestrained back, picked up an egg and knocked it on the side of the pot with a "slap".