no compromise

Cheng Yueran half-lyed on the bed, but later felt uncomfortable, took two soft pillows to cushion her, and sat up with her back leaning on her.

After sitting for a while, he felt bored, stretched out one foot, and poked Zheng Jingyang next to him: "Hey, hey."

Zheng Jingyang raised his head and looked at him suspiciously, what's wrong?

"I want to eat."

"What do you want to eat?" Zheng Jingyang put down the book in his hand and listened carefully to the little baby's instructions.

"Well, I want to eat sugar-fried chestnuts, egg yolk crisps, and, um, canned yellow peaches." Cheng Yueran counted a bunch of food on his fingers, and then he asked again, "I can eat all of these." right?"

Zheng Jingyang nodded: "It's edible. Wait a minute, I'll buy it for you."

After speaking, he got up and prepared to go out. He planned to buy it for Cheng Yueran himself.

Cheng Yueran held him back: "Hey, wait a minute."

When people stopped, he said: "You are also the big boss of the company, why do you still buy things yourself? You can't wave your hand, and a row of people are waiting in line to serve you."

Zheng Jingyang laughed at him, sat down and stretched out his hand to scratch his nose: "It's not that exaggerated. Although I can get people to buy things for me and deliver them to my door, everyone is busy with work. I personally Troublesome people, there is always something bad."

Cheng Yueran tilted her head and dodged his hand: "I believe you are a ghost! When you used public equipment for private use and asked your literary assistant and sister Kang Li to help you collect information, why didn't you act as righteously as you are now. "

"Okay." Zheng Jingyang called and asked someone to buy the things and send them over as Cheng Yueran said.

After making the phone call, Zheng Jingyang sat back, next to Cheng Yueran, and gently pecked and kissed Cheng Yueran on his neck.

"Are you so reluctant to part with me that you can't leave for a while?"

"Itchy." Cheng Yueran couldn't take it anymore and moved slightly.

"Ah."

Cheng Yueran turned around slightly, and leaned into his arms: "Who told you that you are my big baby?"

"Huh."

Cheng Yueran rubbed against each other, raised her head to look at Zheng Jingyang, reached out to touch his chin, and then touched her own chin.

"Well……"

"What's the matter?" Zheng Jingyang also touched Cheng Yueran's chin, as if he was very satisfied with the feel, then pinched it up and down, left and right, and rubbed it.

Cheng Yueran touched it for a while, reluctantly: "Why don't I grow a beard? It's also very soft! There's not much meat."

Zheng Jingyang was so cute that he laughed like a thief.

"Don't laugh, it makes my little heart thump."

"I just like how soft you are, and it feels very good to the touch."

Cheng Yueran grabbed the hand that was rubbing against his chin, and played with his fingers.

While playing and watching, after watching for a while, Cheng Yueran put his fingers into his mouth.

He bit it lightly, then licked it again, smashed his mouth, and spat it out: "It's tasteless."

Zheng Jingyang lowered his head and kissed him, then smacked his lips: "Sweet."

Cheng Yueran asked him: "You like the soft touch, so do you think my chin is soft, or my butt is softer and feels better?"

Zheng Jingyang stretched out his hand and grabbed his butt: "Well, it feels better here."

"rogue!"

"Who started it first, huh?"

Cheng Yueran didn't speak, hummed twice, and played with his fingers again.

It's a rare rest, and it's good for the two of them to stay so quietly.

But not long after, the doorbell rang. Zheng Jingyang guessed that someone had bought something, so he went downstairs to get it.

Zheng Jingyang opened the door, and the person who delivered the things was taken aback when he saw him, hey, this guy is a bit too handsome.

Zheng Jingyang took the bag, said thank you, and closed the door.

Passing by the living room, Zheng Jingyang stopped for a while, went to the refrigerator to get a box of yogurt, thought about it, and went to the kitchen to pour a cup of hot water.

Zheng Jingyang was in a hurry and went upstairs with his things.

Pushing open the door, Zheng Jingyang stopped again. He looked at the person who was still sitting on the bed, and asked him, "What are you going to do? You can't eat on the bed."

Cheng Yueran didn't move: "I don't care, you find a way."

Zheng Jingyang looked left and right, put his things on the bedside table first, put the trash can on the side of the bed, then pulled out a shirt that he hadn't worn for a long time from the closet, carefully laid it beside the bed, and went out for a while, When I came back, I brought a small table, the kind of bed table that boarding students are familiar with.

Zheng Jingyang pulled a few pieces of toilet paper and hugged the four corners of the small table, then tied them with rubber bands from nowhere, put the small table on the bed, adjusted it, and made sure it wouldn't move around. Turn around and lift the bag onto the small table.

Open the bag, all the snacks that Cheng Yueran requested just now are inside, and the bag of fried chestnuts just opened is still steaming.

Zheng Jingyang put hot water on the bedside table, just in case.Then brought the tissue too.

So the current situation is that Cheng Yueran is still sitting on the bed, there is a small table in front of him, and the small table is full of delicious food, next to the small table is Zheng Jingyang's laid shirt, next to the trash can next to the bed.

Cheng Yueran applauded: "Perfect!"

Cheng Yueran took out the bag containing candied chestnuts and handed it to Zheng Jingyang: "Peel it for me to eat."

Zheng Jingyang took it and peeled the chestnuts obediently.After peeling one, pass it to Cheng Yueran's mouth, and after he eats, peel the second one.

Cheng Yueran kept his hands on, and started to turn the lid of the canned yellow peach. After turning it open, he picked up a small fork and ate a piece: "It's so sweet."

"Won't give me a taste, baby?"

Cheng Yueran leaned over, gave her a big kiss, and deliberately made a "boo" sound.

"Sweet."

Zheng Jingyang licked his lips, then leaned over and licked Cheng Yueran's mouth, stuck his tongue in and licked it around, satisfied: "It's very sweet."

Cheng Yueran smacked her lips, and stuffed another piece of yellow peach into her mouth, then put the fork away, and went to open the egg yolk crisp box on the other side.

The box was opened and there were many boxes because there were different flavors.

After Huang Tao finished chewing and swallowed, he bumped Zheng Jingyang with his elbow: "Plus today, have you missed work for three days? How is Taifeng?"

"There has been no call so far, and it seems to be fine."

"cut."

Pick up a red bean egg yolk crisp, take a bite, wow, heaven!

The crispy outer skin sprinkled with finely ground sesame seeds has a little milky aroma. After biting open, there is a layer of dark red bean filling inside, wrapped in a complete egg yolk.Cheng Yueran took a deep breath and said with emotion: "How can there be such delicious things in the world!"

Zheng Jingyang found it very interesting to see him like this.

"It's so delicious, give me a taste?"

"Here!" Cheng Yueran was very generous, and handed the egg yolk pastry with only one bite to Zheng Jingyang's mouth.

He took a bite and felt that Cheng Yueran was not exaggerating: "It's really delicious."

"right."

Cheng Yueran's smiling eyes disappeared.

"Just don't eat too much in one go, it will be a bit greasy, and you have to take a break in the middle."

Zheng Jingyang brought over the water next to him: "I prepared a cup of hot water for you."

"Wow, Zheng Jingyang, I really love you to death!"

"I accept your love."

Cheng Yueran finished the remaining egg yolk crisps in a few bites, took a drink from the water glass.

"I just thought about it. For Hai Yi, no matter how I explain it, it seems that it hurts his heart too much. So I decided not to tell him the truth at all, and just keep it from him."

Zheng Jingyang frowned: "Is this okay?"

Cheng Yueran also had a serious face: "I know it's not good, but if I really tell him the truth, I'm afraid it will make him even more sad."

"As it is now, don't tell him anything, and treat him better in the future, and better."

"It's all up to you." Zheng Jingyang now bases everything on Cheng Yueran.

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry, the stupid author has never been in a serious relationship, and can't write emotional dramas ○|￣|_