Shelf life love

It is now 8:16 in the evening, and Qi Lin, who has completed his work tasks, sat back in his engineering chair for the ninth time.

It's not that he loves the engineering chair that Ye Zhuohan sat on, but that he has a deep... fear of going home.

The day before yesterday, he and Ye Zhuohan received the red book and became a legal couple. That night, there was a lot of trouble in his "small broken house" of about [-] square meters.

In the past, he never thought that a hundred flats was small.

Now, he begins to believe that the novel is not a lie, and some domineering CEOs really sleep on a hundred-square-meter bed!

The first time Ye Zhuohan dragged his suitcase to the door, it was probably because he was not married yet, so his behavior was restrained, he sat on the sofa, took a shower in the bathroom, and slept in the guest room, and the next day he reluctantly ate an fried egg sandwich .

And the day before yesterday, Ye Zhuohan arrived as another hostess, and when he entered the door, he bumped into Qi Lin fiercely.

The door of an ordinary house is only that small, and if two big and tall people want to step into the house together, they are bound to collide.

Qi Lin rubbed his waist.

He works at his desk for a long time, paying special attention to the care of his waist.Ye Zhuohan hurt him, for the sake of being newlywed, he stepped back politely and gestured for Ye Zhuohan to go in first.

Ye Zhuohan not only didn't say thank you, but also looked at him with an unclear expression.

From his face to his waist, ready to burn a hole there.

Qi Lin: "???"

I just had my hips akimbo, is it worth your attention?

Through the narrow entrance, the originally spacious living room was filled to the brim with seven oversized suitcases, and there were two racks standing in front of the coffee table and TV, all of which were expensive suits.

Qi Lin took a deep breath.

Ye Zhuohan asked him for the key in advance, saying that Secretary Xu would send some luggage over.

He never expected that there would be so many.

"Just necessities." Ye Zhuohan loosened his tie, "I don't live here every day, so I only bring a very small part."

Qi Lin: "You call this 'a very small part'?"

Ye Zhuohan thought for a while, "Perhaps 'smaller than extremely small' is more accurate?"

Qi Lin fell headfirst into the sofa.

The guest room cannot accommodate such a large pile of luggage, and the study room has become Ye Zhuohan's temporary cloakroom.

After finishing packing, Qi Lin wanted to take a bath, went back to the bedroom and took off only a pair of pajama pants, rushed to the bathroom door and saw that Ye Zhuohan had slipped in first.

Qi Lin clenched his fist.

After a while, he let go again.

He can endure.

It took Ye Zhuohan half an hour to wash, Qi Lin was so bored, he sat at the door of the bathroom with a mat, shaking his legs while waiting.

He doesn't feel sorry for the water wasted by Ye Zhuohan, he can still afford the money.

But suddenly there is another person in the free life, who bumps into the door like a fight, the study is invaded, and you have to queue up to take a shower, maybe you have to fight for the toilet when you get up tomorrow morning.

The more he thought about it, the more irritable he became, thinking for the nth time in a day whether he was not suitable for marriage.

Maybe being alone for the rest of his life is where he belongs.

Just as he was thinking, the door opened, Ye Zhuohan was hot all over, condescending, with a stern face.

Qi Lin hates that.

Why did he carry such a small Mazza?

He has engineering chairs, high stools, and even an A-frame ladder at home. What the hell is he so obsessed with bringing a Mazar?

He also sat in an unbiased position, facing Ye Zhuohan's crotch.

The hot air in the bathroom rushed towards his face, making his face red all at once.

He swears that he didn't get red because of facing Ye Zhuohan's crotch.

Ye Zhuohan took a step back, his eyebrows squeezed into a "chuan", "what are you doing?"

Qi Lin felt a fervor in his heart.

I'm just pointing my face at your crotch, I'm the one who suffers, and I'm the one who is nervous, why are you serious?

Can I still pounce on you and bite you?

"Did you wash it?" Qi Lin said coolly.

Ye Zhuohan pursed his lips and only let out a "huh".

Qi Lin picked up the mat and pushed the person away, "From now on, the bathroom is mine."

There was an unfamiliar fragrance in the air, Qi Lin stood in the mist and calmed down, thinking of the scene at the door, the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't calm down.

There's nothing like taking a step back.

Only take a step back and get more and more angry.

Why didn't you put the A-line ladder at the door?

If there was a fight, it would be Ye Zhuohan facing his crotch!

In the middle of washing, Ye Zhuohan knocked on the door.

Qi Lin muffled, "What are you doing? I want to relieve myself with a basin!"

Ye Zhuohan: "..."

There was no movement outside, Qi Lin was suspicious, really wanted to relieve himself?Really took the pot to continue?

Which basin?

Don't be a washbasin!

Qi Lin quickly washed off the foam, and ran out of the bathroom to see Ye Zhuohan sitting on the sofa, with a notebook on his lap, talking to someone with a bluetooth headset on.

Appears to be working.

Qi Lin himself is a workaholic, so he refuses to disturb anyone while drawing.Comparing your heart with your heart, of course you can't do anything that disturbs other people's work.

He stared at Ye Zhuohan in place, and went to tidy up the bathroom.

A quarter of an hour later, Ye Zhuohan was still on the phone.

The ceiling light is not turned on in the living room, a ring of spotlights throws an orange-red shimmer, and the light of the laptop display is in a cool tone. Two kinds of light with different textures are reflected on Ye Zhuohan's face, making it difficult to distinguish between good and evil.

Qi Lin inexplicably thought of a word - Yaoyi.

In the next moment, without being reminded by others, he himself felt cold.

What a monster, you married a man, not brought back a male monster!

After tossing all night, Qi Lin was tired, but it was not time to sleep yet.

He washed a plate of raisins, but realized that he couldn't lie on the sofa and watch TV while eating like before.

This is his happiest home life!

When he was feeling refreshed, he would even lift his legs up, put them on the back of the sofa, and stretch out in all directions.

But now, Ye Zhuohan, the CEO, is sitting in the middle of the sofa, and has no intention of giving up his seat.

Qi Lin stood by the coffee table.

Ye Zhuohan raised his head slowly, his eyes were serious about his work, "Huh?"

Qi Lin wanted to talk about it, but Ye Zhuohan's heart softened inexplicably, so he said, "Move to the side?"

Ye Zhuohan nodded and moved away.

But his mother only moved half of his buttocks.

Qi Lin was speechless, and sat down on the left side of the sofa. He had already picked up the TV remote control, but finally put it down.

Hey, isn't it just that you can't watch TV for the time being?

If you dare to get married, you have to dare to let a person occupy your living space - this is the reason he wanted to understand when he decided to let AI match men.

After eating a few grapes, Qi Lin couldn't help but wanted to lift his legs up onto the sofa.

This sofa can seat three people, and four people can also sit on it if squeezed, the blame is Ye Zhuohan for sitting in the middle, he can't put his legs down at all.

Struggle like hyperactivity on one side, and work on the other side, Ye Zhuohan finally turned his face away with disgust in his eyes.

Qi Lin's hand holding the grapes paused, thinking in his heart that you still dislike me for taking my place?

On the mouth, he said hypocritically: "Have I influenced you?"

Ye Zhuohan: "Yes."

Qi Lin: "..."

You are a ghost!

Ye Zhuohan turned his gaze, "You eat grapes?"

Qi Lin was not stingy, and passed the plate over, "Here, take it yourself."

Ye Zhuohan didn't answer, "You don't want to peel the skin?"

Qi Lin thought to himself that the CEO just has a lot of things to do, and the grapes are the ones to be peeled, so why not peel the grapes.

Ye Zhuohan stood up, put the notebook aside, and walked to the kitchen.

Qi Lin took the opportunity to straighten his legs and sighed comfortably.

Soon, Ye Zhuohan came back, apparently washed his hands.

Ye Zhuohan: "Legs."

Qi Lin's long legs were strewn boldly on the sofa.

Well, take it back.

Ye Zhuohan sat in the middle of the sofa again, took a few grapes, and carefully tore the skin.

Qi Lin looked on in a daze.

Ye Zhuohan's hands were nice, and the uncleaned water slowly slid down along the direction of the muscles and bones, easily attracting attention.

Soon, the difficult-to-peel grapes became a smooth ball between his fingers.

Qi Lin secretly clicked his tongue, but Ye Zhuohan looked at him before he finished his click.

Why, you have to show off even if you peel a grape?

"Open your mouth." Ye Zhuohan said.

Qi Lin seemed to remember that this was not the first time this person ordered him to open his mouth.

Even though they are already husband and wife, it's pretty cool to ask someone to open their mouth casually, Qi Lin thought, it's easy to make people have some kind of association.

Qi Lin asked: "Peel it off for me..."

Before the word "de" was uttered, the bare grapes were stuffed into his mouth.

Qi Lin subconsciously shut up and bit Ye Zhuohan's finger.

The air was suddenly quiet.

The four eyes met silently.

Ye Zhuohan's thin lips moved, "You...how long will you bite me?"

Qi Lin: "Bah—"

Who wants to bite you!

Ye Zhuohan withdrew his hand steadily, "Do you know how to eat grapes?"

That's a good question.

Qi Lin choked, "Let's eat it with your fingers."

Ye Zhuohan looked slightly dark, wondering if he was offended again.

"You don't wash your hands?" Qi Lin said.

Ye Zhuohan looked at his fingers.

Qi Lin said again: "There is my saliva on it."

After Ye Zhuohan washed his hands, he sat down in the middle of the sofa again.

And Qi Lin's long legs still had nowhere to put them.

"Boss Ye." Qi Lin couldn't help it, "Are you working?"

Ye Zhuohan said lightly, "I seem to be playing a game?"

"I suggest you go to the study."

"I can't be here?"

Qi Lin was stopped by the question, and he was stunned for a few seconds before he said: "The living room is noisy, I might affect you."

Ye Zhuohan: "Then you just be obedient and be quiet."

Qi Lin: "!!!"

It seems that this house is not surnamed Qi?

After Ye Zhuohan finished speaking, he looked at the notebook, seeing the "divine beast" next to him as air.

Qi Linming knew that husband and wife should be considerate of each other, the best way at this moment is for him to retreat from the living room, and stay wherever it is cooler, such as the balcony, study, or bedroom.

Grapes are not just for eating on the sofa.

But Qi Lin came up suddenly, this house is named Qi, and this sofa is also named Qi, why should the person named Ye occupy Jiu's nest?

He still won't let it go!

For a person who is used to stretching all over the body, it is very painful to have long legs that cannot be stretched straight.

Qi Lin held back for a long time, and finally slowly stretched his legs behind Ye Zhuohan.

Ye Zhuohan sat upright, his back was not against the back of the sofa.Qi Lin propped his legs on the back of the sofa, and finally felt comfortable.

Ye Zhuohan taught him to peel the grapes, but he was too lazy to put them into his mouth one by one, and he closed his eyes and snorted a few times.

At this moment, Ye Zhuohan took off the Bluetooth headset and leaned back.

Qi Lin's two crossed legs couldn't react in time, one hit Ye Zhuohan's head with a muffled sound, and the other flew past Ye Zhuohan's eyes, and landed precisely between his legs.

That picture is so beautiful.

And Qi Lin's crotch, seen from Ye Zhuohan's perspective, is extraordinarily strong.

When Qi Han called, Qi Lin was squatting on the balcony.

Qi Han: "Xiao Qi, how was your wedding night?"

"Da Qi." Qi Lin said quietly, "How was your wedding night with your sister-in-law?"

"Four words."

"Which four?"

"It's cool, it's cool!"

Qi Han urged: "Stop talking about me and your sister-in-law. Talk about you. I'm here to care about you and Brother Immortal regardless of the time difference!"

"We..." Qi Lin said, "Da Qi, let me tell you a joke first."

Qi Han couldn't wait, "What joke are you telling..."

"Wedding night." Qi Lin had already started talking, "My legs are very disobedient, one hit Brother Immortal on the head, and the other smashed Brother Immortal's crotch."

Qi Han: "Hahahahaha!"

Qi Lin: "Is it funny?"

"Funny." Qi Han laughed for a long time and suddenly braked, "Xiao Qi, did you really smash the head and crotch of Brother Immortal?"

Qi Lin had doubts about his brother's IQ for a moment.

How did Qi Han get recommended to a famous foreign school back then, and how did he become an IT boss?

Qi Lin sighed, "Really."

Qi Han was quiet for a moment, "Then you guys know how to play, it's better than me and your sister-in-law."

At this moment, Qi Lin was sitting in his work room, not wanting to go home, thinking about the joy of the wedding night.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

The screen flickers——

Fairy, call.