Locked by my childhood sweetheart's junior

Zhou Zhiheng's room was the same as the one Tong Muhan had seen when he was a child. Except for a slight change in the decoration style, many other things were old things. Tong Muhan sat on his sofa and looked around, and found many familiar traces.

"You still keep this." Tong Muhan said with a smile as he looked at a half-person-high steel man model on his desk.

"My father gave it to me." Zhou Zhiheng picked up the model with nostalgia, "I stuffed it in the cabinet at first, probably because my godfather saw it and put it out for me. He always treats me like a child, and I'm already an adult. It's been so long."

Back then, Zhou Zhiheng had a gentle personality and was always bullied by people around him. Zhou Zhiheng encouraged him with his favorite Iron Man, hoping that he could be stronger. Zhou Zhiheng cherished the gift very much and kept it in front of his bedside table. Every morning when he woke up Have a look.

Tong Muhan once came to his house as a guest, and he liked this rare model very much when he saw it. He held it in his hand and fiddled with it for a long time. Zhou Zhiheng regarded him as his younger brother, so he had the nerve to take his favorite thing, but he couldn't hold back after all, and took many photos with this iron man in his arms, so he was particularly impressed by this model.

Both of them thought about the past, and couldn't help but looked at each other and smiled. Tong Muhan walked up to Zhou Zhiheng, and poked his chest with his hand, "Be honest, did your intentions not be pure back then, huh?"

Zhou Zhiheng smiled and said, "Brother Hui, you think too much. I was just a child at the time, how could I think of anything, but you..." He curled his lips and looked at Tong Muhan, "Why are you so kind to me? Didn't you really like me then?"

"Hehe, you were a little fat man at that time, it's strange that I have a crush on you."

Zhou Zhiheng held him tightly in his arms, "Fatty?" He pushed him with his hip bone maliciously, "Even if I am fat, I am also a good-looking fat person, or have you ever seen a fat person who is more handsome than me?"

Tong Muhan was angry and funny, "What are you narcissistic about..." In fact, what Zhou Zhiheng said was correct, he was really the best-looking little fat guy Tong Muhan had ever seen, with a chubby little round face, big black shiny eyes, His skin was white and tender, as if water could be squeezed out with just a pinch. It was really cute. Later, when Zhou Zhiheng entered puberty, his whole body quickly elongated and taller, and his handsome outline was fully revealed, completely turning into a man. A tall and long-legged handsome boy, Tong Muhan regretted that he didn't keep a few more photos of Zhou Zhiheng when he was a child.

Zhou Zhiheng couldn't wait to push him down on the bed, "I've been wanting to have a try with you on this bed for a long time, don't move, let my husband love you."

Tong Muhan glared at him, "You still said you were innocent, but your intentions are obviously impure."

Zhou Zhiheng smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I'm thinking about the past, and I can't help it." His hipbone was on Tong Muhan's thigh, and Tong Muhan keenly noticed that there was someone standing up there to salute him.

His face turned red all of a sudden, "It's time to eat, what are you doing! Teacher Ji will come up later and tell us what to do?"

"He won't, at most call an insider." Zhou Zhiheng acted vigorously, first with a kiss that made Tong Muhan dizzy, then restlessly reached into the other's clothes, and began to comfort the body of the person under him .

But with half of his clothes off, Ji Chen really called and asked the two children to eat, Tong Muhan quickly pushed Zhou Zhiheng, "Look at you!" He was so ashamed that he came to his boyfriend's house as a guest The elders haven't said hello yet, so why did they run to the bed?If people knew about it, they would think he was rude. "Uncles are waiting for us below, don't press me down, get up."

Zhou Zhiheng's lips were still moving firmly on Tong Muhan's neck, "Let them wait."

Tong Muhan was about to cry, but couldn't get rid of Zhou Zhiheng's oppression, so he could only murmur, "No..."

Ten minutes passed, and in the end Zhou Zhiheng let him go mercifully. At this time, it was easy for Tong Muhan to forget about the downstairs, a few kisses would do it, but it would be difficult when he came to his senses later.Zhou Zhiheng buried his head in Tong Muhan's shoulder, and slightly calmed down his excited breathing. "Hehe, let's not move you first."

Tong Muhan hastily arranged his clothes.

His face was so red that he was about to burn, while Zhou Zhiheng went to the dressing room to change, he quickly went to the bathroom to wash his face with a handful of water.When he raised his head, he suddenly saw a person appearing in the mirror, Tong Muhan screamed in fright, and after a while, he realized that the person was Zhou Zhiheng, who was standing behind him and looking straight at him!

Zhou Zhiheng stood behind him, supporting the sink with both hands, and wrapped the person in his arms. He looked at the two people who were close to each other in the mirror, bowed his head and kissed Tong Muhan's ear, "Brother, maybe what you said Yes, I was really a little motivated when I was a kid."

Tong Muhan's heart was still beating fast, he patted his chest, "What are you talking about, you scared me a bit, hurry up and clean up, we are going down."

Zhou Zhiheng laughed softly, "Hehe...I really want to marry you home in my dreams."

Tong Muhan was so angry that he pinched his face, "It's not sure who will marry who!"

Zhou Zhiheng said, "Of course I will marry you, and I will wait for my husband to earn money for you as a dowry."

"Big words, if I don't marry you, what can you do to me?"

The two talked and walked downstairs.

As soon as they reached the dining room, they smelled a dark, burning smell.Zhou Zhiheng had a strange expression on his face, "This smell...couldn't be the cooking of godfather."

Tong Muhan: "..." == Teacher Ji can still cook?

They were right. In order to welcome Tong Muhan, Ji Chen decided to cook lunch himself. Even though the Zhou family's nanny tried his best to remedy his achievements, the dishes served still looked like other-dimensional species.

Zhou Zhiheng was helpless, "The food made by godfather is only delicious to my father."

He picked up his chopsticks and secretly picked up a piece of chicken to taste, saying with a disgusted expression. "Well... no comment."

Ji Chen happened to come out at this time, and slapped him on the back of his hand, "How old I am, I don't know how to wait for everyone to come and eat together."

Tong Muhan thoroughly saw Zhou Zhiheng's face-changing skills, he smiled and said, "Godfather finally cooks, I'm greedy, I can't usually eat home-cooked meals outside, I miss it."

Tong Muhan was speechless again, this guy obviously didn't say that just now.

Ji Chen looked at him like looking at a poor little boy who has no food every day, and said distressedly, "If you want to eat at home, you can go home and live. No one will take care of you outside. Your father and I are always worried. .”

Zhou Zhiheng smiled, "It's not that I don't want to disturb you."

Then he coaxed the worried Ji Chen into a smile.

During the meal, Zhou Anyan finally came late. When he saw his son and his restrained future "daughter-in-law", he rarely showed a smile, "They're all here..."

"How's daddy?" Zhou Zhiheng took Tong Muhan's hand to greet him, "You asked me to bring him back, and now I've brought Muhan, and I have to give him the gift I should give."

Zhou Anyan looked at his son helplessly, and said to Ji Chen, "Look, I'm so biased that I haven't married a wife yet. People say that girls are extroverted, and boys are not much better. It seems that the two of us People will stand aside from now on." Then he said to Tong Muhan, "Muhan, let me call you that, although it's not the first time I've been here, but I haven't seen you here for many years, don't be restrained in the future, Make this your home."

Tong Muhan received a big red envelope. When he pinched it, it was as thin as a piece of paper, but the bigger the red envelope was, the larger the amount was. He was a little uneasy and wanted to return it, but Zhou Zhiheng said directly, "Take it." , a gift from my father."

Tong Muhan took the red envelope tremblingly.

After the family enjoyed their lunch, Zhou Zhiheng and Tong Muhan returned to their room for a lunch break. Tong Muhan opened the red envelope given by Zhou's father. It was indeed a check. He took it out and was shocked by the number of zeros on it.

1, 2, 3... Omg, seven zeros in total, that's too much.

Tong Muhan returned the check to Zhou Zhiheng, "I can't take too much."

Zhou Zhiheng smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, after all, Dad gave it to you, so you can treat it as if I gave it to you."

Tong Muhan insisted, "That's not okay, I can't take what you give me."

Only then did Zhou Zhiheng realize that Tong Muhan had indeed never taken money from him. Even though he had so many debts outside, he never asked Zhou Zhiheng for more than half a dime. It was paid by the other party, and even the nanny hired in Tianfu used Tong Muhan's account for her monthly household expenses.

He suddenly realized, "Am I raised by you?"

Tong Muhan curled up his mouth and laughed, "I should raise you." He is an older brother!

Zhou Zhiheng said, "Then this counts as my father's living expenses for you. You want to support his son."

Tong Muhan still felt that the check was very hot. He hesitated for a long time before putting the check back in his bag, muttering, "Are you still a child? You need your father to give you living expenses."

Zhou Zhiheng put his arms around him and kissed him, "Hehe...I'm sleepy, sleep with me for a while."

The two then fell asleep on the exaggerated and comfortable big bed in the bedroom, but because it was not a familiar environment, Tong Muhan woke up after only half an hour of light sleep. He glanced at the sleeping man next to him, carefully Taking his arm away, he got out of bed.

He walked to the window, just in time to see Ji Chen downstairs watering the flowers and plants with a hose. He was wearing home clothes and looked comfortable and relaxed. This was a posture that Tong Muhan had never seen in the crew before.

Ji Chen waved to him, "Kevin, let's go talk in the garden."

Tong Muhan walked downstairs, "Mr. Ji, what's the matter?"

"I heard that guy Li Biejun asked you to make a movie?" Ji Chen took him to the gazebo in the small garden and sat down. He brewed a pot of tea, and then handed Tong Muhan a cup to taste.

Tong Muhan picked up the teacup piously, the fragrance of the tea was wafting, the transparent and clear liquid could not see any turbidity, one could tell at a glance that the tea was not ordinary.

"Well, he has a new movie and asked me if I could be in."