cohabitation contract

The advantage of traffic jams is that people who are tired from the journey can get enough sleep opportunities. This is the case for Nie Changsheng. After nearly two hours of rest, he returned to the apartment and he has recovered. After cleaning for more than an hour After seeing Zhuang Lingxiao sitting on the sofa in the living room with a sullen face in the house where no one lived in, flipping through the medical magazines placed beside the coffee table, I don't know what interesting remarks he saw, but there was a mocking smile on his thin and hard lips, It's like a distinguished nobleman laughing at their insignificance and ignorance while admiring the children who built castles on the beach.

If he is still in the medical field, all the honors he has won now should belong to him!Nie Changsheng couldn't help thinking this way.

"Is there anything you want to eat?" Now that Zhuang Lingxiao had made it clear that he was eating, Nie Changsheng had no choice but to ask him what he wanted while looking through the refrigerator. After all, he had just been favored by someone, and the reward of a meal should be provided, but He obviously forgot that before the business trip, he threw away all the remaining ingredients in the refrigerator...

Unexpectedly, when he opened the refrigerator, Nie Changsheng couldn't help but gasped. It was full of fresh ingredients. Some vegetables were packaged with a supermarket list, and the date of the list was imprinted with this morning's time!It seems that the man just went to the supermarket to pick it up today. According to his personality, he may not know how many ingredients are needed for a meal, so he just buys a little of each. Food was missing.

Zhuang Lingxiao only said "whatever", without looking up at Nie Changsheng's stunned expression.

Nie Changsheng was a little helpless, he didn't know what method this person used to enter his apartment, but even if he asked, he would definitely not tell the truth, he would even taunt himself and say yes...

After Nie Changsheng picked out some ingredients and entered the kitchen, Zhuang Lingxiao looked up at the kitchen in a daze for a while. The moment he saw Nie Changsheng, who had been restless for many days, miraculously disappeared!In a trance, he returned to the time when he lived in the same room in college. He was used to a good life, and the cafeteria and delivery meals were really hard to swallow. Drilling into the small laboratory, just playing with the test tubes for a while, I heard his slightly anxious voice shouting in the kitchen: "Zhuang Lingxiao! Garlic, garlic, give me a piece of garlic!"

At that time, he had already developed an aloof personality, but he did not reject Nie Changsheng's emissary at all. He got out of the laboratory, did not forget to wash his hands with clean water, and stood at the door of the kitchen after breaking off the garlic. The busy figure of the chef, smelling the aroma of the dishes, swallowed, and asked, "What else do I need?"

"No need," Nie Changsheng glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and said, "Sit outside for a while, and you can eat it right away."

Zhuang Lingxiao stood for a while before leaving, but he took stock of Nie Changsheng's figure in his heart. Nie Changsheng when he was wearing an apron seemed to be no worse than Nie Changsheng when he was wearing a white coat!

Now that it has been many years, I don't know if he still wears an apron.

Moved by his heart, Zhuang Lingxiao got up and strode towards the kitchen, but saw Nie Changsheng coming out with his apron unfastened, the two looked at each other awkwardly for a moment, Nie Changsheng lowered his eyes, and asked, "Are you going back? "

"No."

"Then read the magazine for a while, the fried sauce is used up, I..." Zhuang Lingxiao had already heard "tsk", and said in a very unfriendly tone: "Just ask me to buy these things." Picking up the suit hanging on the sofa and walking straight to the entrance, Zhuang Lingxiao paused, and asked in a bad tone, "What else do you want to bring?"

"No...not anymore." In fact, Nie Changsheng was still planning to buy some more nutritious food for He Hongwu before.

He Hongwu is his adopted child. He just entered the first grade of junior high school this year. Because of his stubborn personality and lack of motivation, his grades in primary school were in a mess, and his grades in junior high school were even worse. , There are a lot of tricks, and many teachers and classmates have been teased by him, which makes Nie Changsheng very distressed!

"Tsk!" The man slammed the door and left in displeasure.

Nie Changsheng had no way of knowing what Zhuang Lingxiao was upset about. He sighed secretly, this man hadn't changed at all, he treated him as he wanted, when he was in a good mood, he asked for warmth, when he was annoyed, he sneered, and occasionally he got bored, just like now Send out an unknown fire at him.

Those happy times in the past are really far away from him.

At this moment, Zhuang Lingxiao's mood was extremely depressed, and the resentment in his heart was on the verge of breaking out, and he came to Nie Changsheng's side humbly, but Nie Changsheng tried his best to push him away!You used to know how to ask him to break a piece of garlic, but now you don't want to ask him to go to the supermarket to buy a bottle of fried sauce?

The courteous supermarket saleswoman almost suffocated under Zhuang Lingxiao's cold glance. She stood aside with a blushing heartbeat and dared not say another word. Such good luck.

How could Zhuang Lingxiao, who was in such a down mood, have time to choose from the various fried sauces on the shelves?So when he handed the two heavy plastic bags in front of Nie Changsheng, Nie Changsheng's Shen Yi's face flashed a look of dumbfounding. The two big bags of fried sauce were obviously Zhuang Lingxiao who swept every brand. Fried sauce can be eaten as a dish for a month or two.

Nie Changsheng lowered his head to choose a suitable fried sauce. After deliberating for a moment, he finally spoke, and said, "Zhuang Lingxiao, call me and ask if Hongwu has dinner." On the third day he went abroad, he received a He Hongwu's international phone call, the child excused his homework and didn't know how to do it, so he went to Chu Yingying to review his homework, and it was inconvenient to go back and forth, so he moved into Zhuang Lingxiao's residence as a matter of course-at the time, he lived next to Zhuang Lingxiao Ning Ziqin is Chu Yingying's guardian.

Zhuang Lingxiao turned on the TV and tuned to the financial report, but before the financial program started, he randomly chose the news channel to watch, but unexpectedly, the incident of today's turbulent plane was broadcast, Zhuang Lingxiao's heart sank, and he hurriedly tuned to a variety show. The gloomy mood became more and more gloomy. Hearing this, his face sank, and he said coldly: "You don't care what he does, that kid went to watch a movie."

Nie Changsheng frowned and said, "It's not the weekend, how could you let him go to the movies?"

"With parents accompanying you, you are worried about what he will do!" Zhuang Lingxiao couldn't help mocking him, seeing that he was as serious and rigid as ever, "Nie Changsheng, movie theaters don't only show movies on weekends! Tsk tsk! You are the only one left in the whole world Is there such a concept?"

"Parents?" Nie Changsheng closed his eyes. Although he told himself over and over again not to pay too much attention to his sarcasm, he still couldn't hide the gloomy look in his eyes, "Is it Ning Ziqin?"

"What? It can also be stipulated that men and women can't lead the team?" Zhuang Lingxiao was obviously extremely unhappy to hear the woman's name from Nie Changsheng's mouth, and the voice of resentment was raised for a while without knowing it, "Even if it is to watch porn It’s okay, that kid is 12 years old, and the content taught in the hygiene class in the first grade of junior high school is so childish that even elementary school students would laugh..."

"Stop talking." Nie Changsheng couldn't bear Zhuang Lingxiao's blunt talk about sex, so he immediately interrupted him.

Zhuang Lingxiao snorted, leaned on the sofa and pressed the repeater boredly, couldn't help but continue to embarrass him, saying: "Not even HBO, Nie Changsheng, can the laboratory alone satisfy you?"

Nie Changsheng packed up the fried sauce, picked out a bottle and went into the kitchen, ignoring him.

The bored Zhuang Lingxiao was restless again.

"Nie Changsheng!" Strolling to the door of the kitchen, Zhuang Lingxiao hesitated.

"Huh?" The busy people in the kitchen responded while picking out the cabbage with familiarity.

After not hearing the following for a while, Nie Changsheng turned around suspiciously, Zhuang Lingxiao's tall body almost blocked the entire door.

"Cauliflower, don't!" The picky man frowned coldly, without the slightest awareness of being a casual eater.

Laozuo's hands paused, and Nie Changsheng said helplessly: "I remember." Zhuang Lingxiao's pickiness about food has reached the point of nitpicking. He likes to eat cabbage, but he can't tolerate a little bit of cauliflower. He didn't even eat cauliflower, and he knew and saw Zhuang Lingxiao's faults during those years when he lived together, how could he easily forget it?

Zhuang Lingxiao stared blankly at Nie Changsheng's profile for a long time, stood there for a while, and then returned to the living room.

At dinner, he was already sitting upright in the chief position. Zhuang Lingxiao actually had traditional Chinese thoughts in his bones. Nie Changsheng helped him serve the meal, and when he saw that he didn't pick up the chopsticks, he said apologetically : "It's too late to make soup, just a few dishes, you can make up for one meal today."

All the dishes that Zhuang Lingxiao likes to eat are displayed on the table, and the choy sum is also a green plate, which makes it refreshing and delicious.Zhuang Lingxiao pursed her lips, and tapped lightly on the edge of the bowl with her index finger.

This was a suggestive gesture that only the two of them knew. Nie Changsheng lowered his eyelids and twitched his eyelashes to cover up the fluctuating emotions. He picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of fried pork ribs and put it in his bowl, "Eat Bar."

It seemed to overlap with the scene when he was young, Zhuang Lingxiao proudly bit the meat he picked up, eating with relish.

Nie Changsheng shook his head, and temporarily shook off the flashing images in his mind. Just picked up a piece of choy sum, and the next moment it fell into Zhuang Lingxiao's bowl, just like the scene back then, Zhuang Lingxiao who was restless after eating Don't miss every dish that Nie Changsheng picked up, like a kid who has won a toy.

"How can I eat like this?" the former Nie Changsheng would protest.

"Who told you to be so stupid!" Complimentingly scolding him, the food in Zhuang Lingxiao's bowl immediately fell into Nie Changsheng's chopsticks.

"Hey!" The guy who was put together jumped up immediately, took the chopsticks to snatch the piece of meat back into Nie Changsheng's bowl, and shouted, "Nie Changsheng, you are a senior brother, can't you let me, a junior brother? "It's completely different from the usual sentence, "I am obviously one year older than you, but I want to call you brother?"

When Zhuang Lingxiao was recruited into the laboratory by Professor Bian, Nie Changsheng was already Professor Zhen's assistant. Although he was one year younger than Zhuang Lingxiao in age, he started early, so Zhuang Lingxiao should call him "senior".However, Zhuang Lingxiao felt that the title of "senior" was too popular, so he changed his title, so after all these years, he still called him "Senior Brother" as he did back then.

But Zhuang Lingxiao is such an arrogant person, ordinary professors in the medical field don't pay attention to him, so what is Nie Changsheng?But in the next few experiments, Nie Changsheng showed a unique dazzling brilliance, and Zhuang Lingxiao realized that this senior, who he didn't even look at at first, had successfully touched his heart.

Nie Changsheng sighed inaudibly, put several dishes in Zhuang Lingxiao's bowl, and added more dishes for him after he finished eating, so after a meal, he didn't actually eat a few mouthfuls of food, but Zhuang Lingxiao patted his stomach contentedly, burped, and praised without hesitation: "Senior brother's cooking is still the best!"

Nie Changsheng slowly closed his eyes, trying to suppress the happiness that Jingliu's heart spurred spread to his whole body.It was just Zhuang Lingxiao's light praise, and he fell into the quagmire so deeply that he couldn't extricate himself.

Nie Changsheng smiled wryly, the inexplicable sorrow in his heart grew like mushrooms after a spring rain, and only Zhuang Lingxiao's praise could easily push him to the position of heaven, but he couldn't predict that Zhuang Lingxiao would push him down the abyss again next time, try To the taste called death...