no compromise

After a night of ups and downs, Cheng Yueran cried for a long time, and was finally coaxed back to the room by Zheng Jingyang.

Lao Zheng also coaxed Lin Yu, and went back to his room to rest with his arms around him.

Zheng Jingyang went downstairs quickly, not forgetting about Uncle Li.

But Uncle Li didn't care. He sat on the sofa alone, drinking the tea he made and eating the small cakes on the tea table, feeling at ease.

"Uncle Li, you can rest here tonight. I have packed the room upstairs."

Uncle Li put down his teacup, looked at Zheng Jingyang and smiled.

Zheng Jingyang didn't understand what Uncle Li was laughing at. The dark circles under his eyes after being tired for a long time set off the haggardness he would naturally have at night, and he seemed to need a rest.

"The sudden incident tonight, the stimulation Xiao Yu received, has something to do with you and Yue Ran, right?"

Zheng Jingyang sat upright: "Yes."

"What happened today?" Uncle Li was quite curious.

"You must have guessed it before." Zheng Jingyang knew that Uncle Li actually looked kind, always saying that he was old and didn't care about things, but he understood.

"I am with Yueran. Although it is said that Yueran and I are brothers in name, but because of this fate, we are destined to be the most suitable people for each other."

Uncle Li smiled gently: "It's the most suitable for the other party, what old-fashioned lines are you talking about?"

Recently, under the influence of his young apprentice, Uncle Li surfs Weibo every day and is self-taught. With the enthusiastic help of netizens, he successfully broke into the largest same-sex dating platform in China and learned a lot.

"Uncle Li." Zheng Jingyang was helpless.

"All right, all right, I'm getting old, it's none of my business anyway you youngsters do whatever you like."

"However, what do Lao Zheng and the others think?"

Zheng Jingyang glanced upstairs and explained, "My dad seems very angry, but Aunt Lin is fine."

Uncle Li's smile deepened: "Does that mean you look very angry? I think you are very, very angry. If it hadn't been for Xiaoyu's incident, and I'm here, I think you will be unavoidable today." Get a beating."

"Yes, thank you Uncle Li." Zheng Jingyang hastily brought hot tea.

Uncle Li took it, and took a sip meaningfully: "What about you, have you thought about it, and live like this forever? Doesn't change?"

"Yes, it won't change." Zheng Jingyang was firm.

"Yue Ran said the same thing? Have you thought about it in the future? Decided to keep it a secret, or make it public?"

"Uncle Li, we have been discussing and discussing the issues you mentioned. In fact, we have almost negotiated."

Uncle Li's questions were also very coincidental, they were all asked by Yue Ran, or they discussed them together.

"We don't deliberately hide it. If someone asks, I don't mind telling the truth. We didn't harm other people's interests when we were together, we were together just because of love. We don't care too much about other people's remarks."

"As for whether we will be afraid that the rumors will go too far and hurt each other, as long as we are strong enough, we don't care about those at all."

"What are you talking about..."

Zheng Jingyang sorted it out: "It's nothing, Uncle Li, you just need to rest assured, it's fine."

"Okay, it's up to you."

"Uncle Li, go to bed early."

"Okay, I should rest too."

When Uncle Li returned to his room, Zheng Jingyang was about to go upstairs to rest, but he heard the sound of the bedroom door opening, and then he saw Cheng Yueran coming downstairs quietly.

Under Zheng Jingyang's puzzled eyes, Cheng Yueran went downstairs and came to him.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Jingyang asked him.

Cheng Yueran rubbed her belly: "I'm hungry."

Zheng Jingyang couldn't help laughing: "What do you want to eat?"

Cheng Yueran grabbed his hand and put it on her head, rubbing and rubbing: "I want to eat instant noodles, cheese-flavored, with corn sausage and a soft-boiled egg!"

Zheng Jingyang stroked the small heads of his subordinates: "There are so many, have you finished eating?"

"You underestimate me!" Cheng Yue stood up straight suddenly, and was so close to Zheng Jingyang that he became cross-eyed: "Oh my god, it's too close, I can't see you clearly hahahahaha!"

Zheng Jingyang kissed him: "Then you sit and wait for a while, and I will do it for you?"

"Well, you go." Cheng Yueran thought for a while and said.

Zheng Jingyang went to the kitchen, took out a pack of instant noodles from the cupboard, and took out the ham sausage and an egg that met the requirements from the refrigerator.

Originally, there were no such things as ham sausage and instant noodles at home, but since Cheng Yueran moved in, these things have become the most common.

After receiving the water and turning on the fire, Zheng Jingyang is still very confident in cooking instant noodles.

But he stopped at the next step. Should I cook the noodles first or fry the eggs first?Zheng Jingyang froze there with instant noodles in his left hand and an egg in his right.

"Pfft." There was a sudden laugh, Zheng Jingyang turned his head and saw Cheng Yueran standing at the kitchen door with his chest folded, obviously looking at him all the time.

Zheng Jingyang was a little shy, why was he so stupid all of a sudden.

Cheng Yueran came over, hugged his waist from behind, and leaned her head on his back: "I really don't want to leave you for a moment."

Zheng Jingyang wanted to hold Cheng Yueran's hand, and then realized what he was holding in his hand.

"Don't be so busy being affectionate, how do you do this thing? Cook the noodles first or fry the eggs first?"

"Pfft, why are you so cute." Cheng Yueran rubbed her head behind his back.

He seems to be suffering from Zheng Jingyang's hunger and thirst, and always wants to rely on him.

"Didn't you catch the water? Of course, cook the noodles first. Besides, if you fry the eggs first, they will be buried under the noodles. That's not good."

Zheng Jingyang understood, put the eggs aside first, and waited for the water to boil with the bread.

"You go to the side first and wait, or wait a while..."

Cheng Yueran clasped her hands tightly: "No, no, I'll just be like this, I'll be with you."

Zheng Jingyang shook his head: "Yueran, I'm just cooking noodles."

"Oh. Let me do that too. I've seen it super romantic on TV."

"Ok."

Like conjoined twins, the two of them followed each other. In the middle of the night, they cooked a bowl of delicious instant noodles.

"Wow, it's so delicious!" Sitting on the chair, Cheng Yueran took a deep breath, picked up the chopsticks to stir, picked up a chopstick, and ate it into her mouth.

Mmmmmmm, after chewing, I blew on it, and took a sip of the soup.

"Wow, really, I'm so happy!"

Cheng Yueran burst into tears of satisfaction.

He looked at Zheng Jingyang: "Really, brother, I am so happy, my mother, Uncle Zheng, Uncle Li, and you, my favorite you. And when I am hungry at night, I can have a dear lover for me I am so happy to cook such delicious instant noodles!"

Zheng Jingyang held his hand and looked at him with a smile: "Well, very happy"

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