cohabitation contract

There was the sound of water pouring from the bathroom suite in the bedroom. Zhuang Lingxiao was taking a shower, and his tall and blurry figure was cast in the frosted glass. Nie Changsheng tried his best not to think about it, and carefully renewed all the bedding and sheets in the master bedroom. Zhuang Lingxiao had just finished picking on himself The pajamas he bought last winter were too old, so he reluctantly replaced them. He also disliked the underpants that cover the buttocks. He laughed at him and said, "Even a junior high school student wouldn't wear such conservative underpants, right?" ", now he wants to stay here, if the bedding is not replaced, when he comes out of the bath, he doesn't know what embarrassing words he will say to mock his old-fashioned and old-fashioned.

When Nie Changsheng purchased mattresses for He Hongwu, he considered that he was in the stage of growing his body, so he bought an adult bed for him, and now he replaced his own bedding and spread the sheets on He Hongwu's bed. It's still slightly wider.

Nie Changsheng was 1.8 meters tall, and He Hongwu's bed was still a little short, but Nie Changsheng obviously didn't care, and sleeping with slightly bent feet would not hinder normal sleep.

"Brother? Nie Changsheng——" Zhuang Lingxiao's displeased voice came from the master bedroom.

Hearing his yelling anxiously, Nie Changsheng didn't know why he was dissatisfied, so he hurried back to the room and asked, "So what..." After a pause, he swallowed the last words.

Zhuang Lingxiao, who opened his bathrobe, was sitting on the edge of the bed while rubbing his wet hair with a bath towel while patting the mattress, letting his iron-like chest muscles appear in front of the owner's eyes, and said sullenly: "You changed a new one. Mattress? What to do with it! I can’t sleep anymore?”

"No," Nie Changsheng hurriedly looked away, suppressed the beating melody in his heart, and felt a little helpless. He really didn't know what to do so as not to displease him, "I...I'm just worried that you will sleep well. Just not used to it."

The angry face was just a little bit, Zhuang Lingxiao thought that he was putting himself in his own shoes, and there was a smile on his lips: "When we slept together before, you never spoiled me like this."

Although Zhuang Lingxiao pretended to be old-fashioned in the past, his personality was never so gloomy and unstable. During the days when the same group studied, they had the same routine, ate and slept together, but Zhuang Lingxiao always made things difficult for Nie Changsheng in subtle places, but the most extreme All he wanted was to occupy Nie Changsheng's bed, and accuse him of being selfish as a matter of course, saying that he had to wash the sheets and quilts anyway, so why didn't he wash his share as well.

Frames of the past cohabitation life flashed through his mind. Nie Changsheng lowered his eyes and changed the subject: "It's not good to wash your hair at night." Especially Zhuang Lingxiao's hair is very thick, and it probably hasn't been repaired for a long time. The short hair of the looking man is a little long, and it is really difficult to dry it at night without borrowing a hair dryer.

"Then come here." Zhuang Lingxiao seemed to like this topic very much, and stretched his long arms towards him, "Come here and help me wipe my hair."

Feeling vaguely that such behavior was too ambiguous, Nie Changsheng couldn't resist his invitation, walked up to him slowly, took the bath towel he stuffed, wrapped it around his head, and wiped it carefully.

"The hair is so long, why don't you trim it..." Nie Changsheng sighed as he ran his fingertips through a few locks of hair. The wet hair was completely different from Zhuang Lingxiao's strong temperament.

"Brother, isn't it the same..." Zhuang Lingxiao wrapped his arms around his waist, climbed onto his shoulder with one hand, and pulled hard, Nie Changsheng, who was defenseless, threw himself down, and his whole body fell into Zhuang Lingxiao's arms , Zhuang Lingxiao didn’t feel the pain at all, and picked up the soft hair of the person in his arms playfully, “You haven’t had a haircut in months, have you? Are you waiting for me to help you? Tsk! The hair quality is still so good. It's just regular shampoo."

The past of mutual haircuts has long been dusty in the deepest part of memory, but Zhuang Lingxiao mentioned it lightly, as if the time that has passed is not far away. Just turn over the old yellow calendar, and the picture hidden in the memory can be released. Go to the screen and do it all over again.

Tens of thousands of ants and insects seemed to be crawling on the waist, and Nie Changsheng's legs were trembling imperceptibly, and the nostrils were full of Zhuang Lingxiao's body odor after taking a bath with the aroma of shower gel, such an intoxicating atmosphere , such a dangerous breath, even if it is the most primitive desire hidden deep in his heart, it cannot allow him to reveal the slightest greed!Nie Changsheng hurriedly pushed Zhuang Lingxiao away, took a step back hastily, and withdrew from his nostalgic embrace, preventing Zhuang Lingxiao's next intimate move.

"Nie Changsheng?" Zhuang Lingxiao, who was pushed away, was obviously a little confused, frowning at the bewildered Nie Changsheng.

Nie Changsheng's eyes flickered, he didn't know where to put it, and he said after a while, "I... I'll go find a hair dryer..."

"Hahaha! Senior Brother, are you afraid of me?" Seeing Nie Changsheng's bewildered look, Zhuang Lingxiao smiled heartily, in a good mood, and even aggravated Nie Changsheng's embarrassment, "Isn't it just to hug you, why are you nervous? Tsk! You are not a woman."

"Stop talking nonsense..." Nie Changsheng couldn't help showing displeasure no matter how good his temper was, he took out the hair dryer and threw it on the bed, "Dry your hair yourself." After closing the door, he could I heard Zhuang Lingxiao inside making a low and triumphant laugh.

I boiled a cup of hot milk and drank it, but there was still a cup left. I wonder if he is used to taking care of He Hongwu. Nie Changsheng would always boil hot milk for the child to drink before allowing him to go to bed. In fact, drinking hot milk before going to bed is still It was a habit formed when they lived together with Zhuang Lingxiao. At that time, Nie Changsheng would not go against any of Zhuang Lingxiao's requests.

He brought hot milk and knocked on the door, but no one answered the door. He listened carefully, but there was no sound inside the door.Nie Changsheng couldn't help but laugh a little. Even if the dove took over the magpie's nest, the room was still his own.

Nie Changsheng pushed open the bedroom door, and suddenly saw Zhuang Lingxiao lying on the bed with wet hair sticking to the pillow and just sleeping like that. The hair dryer was still where it was just now, and it didn't look like it had been moved.

Nie Chang was angry, feeling that as soon as he left, Zhuang Lingxiao lay down, not paying attention to that wet hair at all.

"Zhuang Lingxiao!" Nie Changsheng stepped forward, only to find that Zhuang Lingxiao, who had always been a light sleeper, had fallen into a deep sleep.

With greedy eyes covering Zhuang Lingxiao's face, Nie Changsheng silently outlined his outline in his heart.The obliquely flying thick eyebrows suppressed the invincible hostility when he was awake, and the high hooked nose was like a goshawk soaring high in the sky, only the resolute lips were still noble, as if everything in the world was under him. under control.

Nie Changsheng was stunned for a while, trying to suppress the constant thirst that was about to burst out of his body, but in the end he could only let out a quiet sigh.

Sitting halfway on the edge of the bed, Nie Changsheng turned on the hair dryer, turned it to the lowest setting, and touched the wet hair with his fingertips. The sleeping Zhuang Lingxiao finally regained his usual light sleep. Hearing the sound of the hair dryer, he immediately opened it. The cold eyes, only the sharp eyes were focused on Nie Changsheng's face, and then they withdrew their sinister aura, and the eyes also withdrew their fierce light, revealing a deep sense of sleepiness, lazily carrying a heavy drowsiness Said in a nasal voice: "It's Senior Brother, you..." Turned over, put his head on Nie Changsheng's thigh, closed his eyes, and there was a soft stickiness in his voice, "I haven't seen you for a few days. Sleeping, very tired..."

"Wait," Nie Changsheng took the cup on the bed cabinet, "drink it."

"I thought you forgot, Senior Brother." Zhuang Lingxiao took it with a smile, drank it all in one gulp, smacked his mouth and said with a slight frown, "Don't put too much sugar next time."

"Sorry." Accustomed to preparing according to He Hongwu's taste, Nie Changsheng almost forgot that Zhuang Lingxiao didn't like desserts.

"What's the use of just apologizing?" Zhuang Lingxiao continued to put his half-wet head on Nie Changsheng's lap, changed to a side-lying position, and turned his generous back to Nie Changsheng, "Blow dry my hair as an apology . " The tone was as domineering as ever, and there was no room for resistance.

Why did it become my own instead?Nie Changsheng originally wanted to question this guy protestingly, but in the end it turned into a soft sigh. He knew this man's temper very well. If he raised his hand and ignored it, he would definitely let his wet hair go to sleep.Nie Changsheng had no choice but to press the switch of the hair dryer, and the hot air blew over his fingertips. Nie Changsheng's five fingers ran from the top of Zhuang Lingxiao's hair to the tip, back and forth to comb the wet hair non-stop.

"It's time to cut."

"Brother, isn't it the same?"

"I didn't..." There was a pause between words, "sleeping with wet hair" seems to have broken the precept today.

"No?" Zhuang Lingxiao turned over and stared coldly at the gentle and silent man.

Does Zhuang Lingxiao know?No... Impossible, how could this mighty man know that his life was hanging by a thread today?Did he see the news about the plane accident when he was going to the supermarket?It is true that I helped save people in the rain, but I was so tired that I had no time to take care of my wet hair and slept in the airport lounge. How could Zhuang Lingxiao know?

Nie Changsheng laughed at himself, wanting to put his troubles behind him, and then how could the troubled waves not be messed up because of his unreasonable behavior?Nie Changsheng also looked a little sad when he met Zhuang Lingxiao, but in the end it turned into an ambiguous sentence, "Forget it"...

Zhuang Lingxiao snorted, not intending to let him go, and said coldly: "I can't even take care of myself well, I really don't understand what adopting that little kid is for!"

Nie Changsheng pursed his lips and said nothing.

"That kid is noisy and rowdy. He has short arms and legs, but he always loves to fight. Fighting is nothing, but he dares to lose! It's really embarrassing! Tsk! School is not peaceful, and almost every teacher in every subject comes to complain , the homework is messed up, and the pronunciation of English words marked in Chinese characters is really embarrassing. Wouldn’t it be better to just throw it abroad? And I can’t even understand the simplest trigonometric functions, and I can’t find anyone who is stupid than him It's..."

After listening to the man count He Hongwu's many vicious "crimes" in a sticky and long voice, Nie Changsheng couldn't help but smile, "You actually care about Hongwu."

"If Senior Brother hadn't adopted him, who would be free..." In the vague voice, Zhuang Lingxiao's breathing suddenly took a long time, and he fell asleep just like that!

Knowing that starting a business is not easy for Zhuang Lingxiao, but he never expected it to be this difficult!A lot of news about Zhuang Lingxiao was published in several financial newspapers and periodicals collected by Nie Changsheng. Except for a few romantic stories, the rest are his success stories. This is an undoubted praise for the means of business people who have been cited as the tyrant in the business world.

Nie Changsheng leaned slightly, and stretched out his hand to caress Zhuang Lingxiao's face. Five years of infestation have made him look more resolute and steady. Zhuang Lingxiao has this innate courage. No matter where he is, his demeanor is almost Huang Yi, who overwhelmed everyone, easily captured people's hearts, just like...

Pursing his lips, Nie Changsheng reluctantly admitted that his love for Zhuang Lingxiao not only didn't fade with the passage of five years, but instead piled up like a snowball, and he didn't know when it would collapse.