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The two brothers sat in the front row, Zhan Yao, Mao Fei and the two shivering little ancestors sat in the back row.

The car drove slowly, and there was no other sound in the compartment except Zhuang Mu who had been talking on the business phone.

Mao Fei had a cat box next to his legs, and was holding a cat box in his arms. He hung his head and stared at Hua Dan with big eyes.

Mao Fei looked at the cat, and Zhan Yao looked at Mao Fei, their eyes seemed to be reflecting the sun, so bright, when they raised their eyes again, they met Zhuang Zhou's eyes in the rearview mirror, and immediately smiled knowingly.

After a while, the car followed the navigation command and stopped at the Berwin parking lot.

Zhan Yao went to the trunk to get her small suitcase. Zhuang Mu's phone was still on. After getting off the car, he waved to Zhuang Zhou as a greeting, and walked straight into the revolving door.

When Zhuang Mu moved, Mao Fei gently coaxed "Not Afraid" while putting Hua Dan next to Xiaosheng, planning to dominate the co-driver later.

Zhuang Zhou gave Zhan Yao the car keys of the previous car: "Take a good rest, I will tell my mother again, so that she will not bother you even remotely."

Zhan Yao accepted the kindness, "Then I'm leaving, call me if you need anything." Looking at Mao Fei who was obediently standing behind Zhuang Zhou, he said with a smile, "See you next time."

Facing the mature and beautiful elder sister, Mao Fei was inevitably a little shy. He was embraced by Zhuang Zhou, waved to Zhan Yao and said, "See you next time."

There was no one else in the car.

Mao Fei released his natural instincts, twisted his body and said mysteriously to Zhuang Zhou: "Zhuang! I found a brilliant point!"

Zhuang Zhou wondered, "What time?"

"Huadian! When your brother saw me today, he obviously didn't know me, right?"

"Ah."

"So you haven't mentioned me to him before, have you?"

"Ah."

Mao Fei slapped his thigh: "Then how did he know that I sang in MOMO?!"

Zhuang Zhou looked at him suspiciously: "Did he ask you?"

"I asked. I took it as your family member's account check. I answered seriously. I even told him that I started singing last year."

Zhuang Zhou was silent for a while, and recalled: "I went to the bar to see you and ordered a cup of warm water. When I was leaving, Boss Pei stopped me and said that I forgot to pay."

Mao Fei breathed a sigh of relief, not daring to listen further, he stammered, "Little, little Brother Pei?"

"So I went back to pay, and he talked to me, saying that I looked more and more familiar, and asked me what my name was."

Mao Fei tightened his seatbelt nervously: "Did you... tell him?"

"Not at first, but he asked me what my surname was. I couldn't refuse him repeatedly, so I said my surname was 'Zhuang'. In the end, he called out my name in a rhetorical tone."

Mao Fei didn't want to believe it, and his brows were tightly knit together.

"I was a little surprised. He saw that I didn't deny it, and explained that he had seen some entertainment gossip before. He was very impressed and remembered it all the time."

"What kind of gossip," Mao Fei muttered, "You were photographed holding Huadan, making rumors about your marriage and divorce?"

"It should be." Zhuang Zhou took him a hand and rubbed it soothingly, "I also wondered at the time whether Boss Pei would be one of my brother's playmates, and now it seems that maybe it is."

The little boss of Qingba, why is he a little boss, because the big boss is Pei Li's well-known but never-shown boyfriend.

Is it a boyfriend?

---We haven't seen each other for two or three months, and we haven't heard from each other.

---It's not a cold war, it's not contact, it's a kind of tacit understanding.

---Actually, a boyfriend is no different from a friend with benefits.

---Sometimes I think about it, I think about it most when cheating, imagine the man on my body as him, and do it with my eyes closed.

---When I cheated, maybe he was having a good time too, I don't feel guilty.

Mao Fei thought back to what Pei Li had said to him as if he was frozen, and then thought about Zhuang Mu. He was not a good person who loved him at all. It would be cheap to describe him as Xiaoyao, he was a slut!

Sad emotions flooded all of a sudden, causing Mao Fei's chest to heave violently, and even his eyes were reddened, and when he blinked again, a series of tears fell down.

Fortunately, he was almost at Xingzhui Tianye, Zhuang Zhou encouraged him to speed up while coaxing with a smile and sigh: "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"I, I'm angry!" Mao Fei broke away from his hand, hurriedly turned his pockets to call Pei Li, his nose became louder and louder, and the moment the phone was connected, he buzzed, "Xiao Pei elder brother!"

Pei Li was silent for two seconds, and shouted: "What are you howling! You scared the soul out of me!"

Mao Fei ignored it: "I ask you, who is your boyfriend! Is it Zhuang Mu? Isn't it him? Tell me it's not him!"

After dozing off, Pei Li finally heard Mao Fei sobbing. He hurriedly asked, "Hey, don't cry, just talk about it, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm worried about your love..." Mao Fei choked, "Is it Zhuang Mu, the Zhuang Mu from Chichao, isn't it?"

The car stopped, Zhuang Zhou wiped his face with a tissue, and then typed to him on his mobile phone: Be good, get out of the car first.

With a cat box in each hand, the two poor little ones were even more terrified by Mao Fei crying. Zhuang Zhou took them both from the elevator, and Mao Fei slowly climbed the safe stairs by himself holding his mobile phone.

On the phone, Pei Li earnestly said: "Are you stupid or not? My good boy, I don't like him. Do you really think I'm in a relationship with him? At most, it's just a low-frequency sex buddy. You should be happy for me to sleep with a high-quality man." Happy, why are you crying?"

Mao Fei didn't believe it: "You call him boyfriend, can you call him boyfriend if you don't like it?"

Pei Li leaned against the head of the bed, completely unwilling to argue with the innocent boy: "I called him husband before, so is he my husband?"

Mao Fei was standing by the platform window, still angry, still sullen, with a sore nose.

The hatchback was speechless, only Mao Fei's suffocated panting could be heard.

Pei Li was upset and helpless, showing weakness: "Don't worry about my love, I don't have love."

"It's not my fault, it's your fault. You deceived me into thinking you had it."

"Blame me, blame me, blame me all."

Mao Fei groaned: "And I also hope you have one, someone who doesn't cheat and picks you up from the night shift."

Pei Li chuckled lightly, his voice softened, "I would like to borrow your good words." He asked again, "Tell me, did Zhuang Zhou guess it? Or did you see Zhuang Mu?"

Mao Fei briefly explained the ins and outs, and asked curiously, "So you told his brother?"

"Well, I took a short video and sent it to him. His brother is playing the harmonica on the stage, and his nympho sister-in-law is sitting next to him."

It can be regarded as the truth.

Mao Fei couldn't bear the ridicule, and asked, "Then you knew who Zhuang Zhou was from the first day, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"Then why didn't you tell me!"

"Why tell you? Life is so hard, can't I have some fun in it?"

Mao Fei was furious, and imagined that if Pei Lizhen told him, would he still leave with Zhuang Zhou?

Will it not work?

A grass-roots man, although he covets his beauty, although he is greedy for his body, he is too timid and feels that he cannot afford to offend him.

"I have slept with Zhuang Mu for three or four years, and I have heard him talk about his younger brother a lot," Pei Li said with a leisurely smile, "He said nothing good, stubborn, conservative, good-tempered, loyal and loyal, anyway. Be the opposite of him everywhere, he doesn't look like a dandy at all."

Mao Fei was not convinced: "This is obviously a good word! Is it okay for a man and woman like him to play everywhere?"

As soon as the voice fell, he was hugged into a familiar embrace.

Mao Fei stopped crying, his eyes were still red, and he looked pitiful. He raised his face to rub Zhuang Zhou's cheek, and got a kiss on the tip of his brow.

"So, I just said I'm good with you," Pei Li laughed when he thought of that night, "otherwise, what chance would I create for him by hitting the pole? When did you see me push you out? Huh? Little heartless, Buying him three bottles of Lafite makes you feel bad, is he short of that money?"

Mao Fei pursed his lips and said in a buzzing voice, "Little Brother Pei."

Pei Li got goosebumps when he heard this pretentious tune, stretched himself and shrank back into the bed: "Say."

"I'm with Zhuang Zhou, haven't I told you yet?"

"Do you still need to say? I have eyes, and I can see myself."

Mao Fei hummed embarrassingly: "Then, see you that night, I will go to sing tonight."

Pei Li yawned: "I can't see you anymore, Zhuang Mu will come over tonight, I have love to do."

"Oh, then you," Mao Fei grinned foolishly, "then enjoy yourself while you can, and do it a few more times."

Pei Li was amused: "Change your name, I won't call you Guaizi anymore, I'll call you Langzi."

After hanging up the phone, Mao Fei turned around and hugged Zhuang Zhou.

There is a breeze blowing outside the window, and there is a smell of spring tide soil.

It smells good, but not as good as his Zhuang Zhou.

"Zhuang Zhou."

"Ok?"

Zhuang Zhou hugged him, scratched his hair with his fingertips, and whispered: "Silly treasure."

Mao Fei greedily arched his shoulders, and said in a muffled voice, "I was being sentimental, and I even said bad things about your brother."

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if you say a few more words, he can bear it." Zhuang Zhou picked him up and walked up the stairs, "Going home, my stomach growled again, didn't you have a good lunch at school?"

"I can't eat," he just cried, his eyes were moist, Mao Fei complained to him, "it's so hard to go from extravagance to frugality, I miss your fried chicken, garlic shrimp, tomato fish and steak, even The boiled water is not as good as what you gave me."

Zhuang Zhou was pleased, he put him down at the door of his house, pressed the door against the door and gave him a good kiss.

The house is quiet, and the moment I open the door, I can see two figures flashing by like hallucinations, and I search carefully, but I can't find them.

Zhuang Zhou called out, "Hua Dan, Xiaosheng."

Mao Fei also called out: "Hua Dan, Xiaosheng."

After yelling, he muttered: "I must be very scared. I'll go to the balcony to hide first, so that they don't dare to come out."

"Let's go together, they will come out in a while." Zhuang Zhou took two apples from the refrigerator and washed them, gave one to Mao Fei, and took hands to the balcony to enjoy the flowers and grass.

Tomorrow, there will be thunderstorms and thunderstorms in the weather forecast. The next week will be thunderous and rainy.

"Spring is here."

Mao Fei chewed crunchily and sighed with a drawn-out tone.

The two sat on the rattan bench, the pillows were soft, and it was very comfortable to cushion their waists.

"Oh, no," the tone changed, and Mao Fei was stunned, "Although, I still think you and your brother's orthopedics are beautiful."

Zhuang Zhou laughed at him and put his head on his shoulder.

Mao Fei took off his cotton slippers, crossed his legs, and snuggled up against his strength: "What kind of coincidence do you think this is? I thought we two were already a coincidence. I didn't expect that, like a nesting doll, Brother Pei would be with you. Your brother is also a buddy with benefits."

Zhuang Zhou said with a "hmm": "And your teacher Song, fortunately, he knows how to choose a place. When he comes back, invite him to dinner."

"No, please, I don't want to show up."

"What are you afraid of? Sooner or later he will know."

Mao Fei was not very happy: "It's just...it's weird, and I also said bad things about him, that perverted roll call mechanism...and! You haven't told me yet, is Mr. Song also a rich man?"

"No, from a scholarly family, the grandparents were in business, and their parents were both professors."

"Then does he have a girlfriend? Or does he like men too?"

Zhuang Zhou laughed: "Single, heterosexual."

When the apples are finished, the cores are temporarily thrown in the flowerpot.

Mao Fei twisted and slid down, and lay down on Zhuang Zhou's lap: "I haven't told you yet, we, Xiao Xiao and I are going to accompany Ran Qing to the present, at the end of next month, in the provincial capital next door."

"How many days?"

"It's not decided yet. I guess, probably, it should take two days?"

"Okay, let's go." Zhuang Zhou kneaded his ear and played with it lightly, "You don't even want to have a meal with Teacher Song, I guess I wouldn't be popular with you, I can't let you go, Yes or no?"

Mao Fei pouted, thinking about it for sure, he buried his face in his arms, and flattered him: "I will report my whereabouts from time to time."

The setting sun is gone, and the gray-blue sky is gradually being dyed with ink.

Mao Fei babbled, taking turns talking about all 214 of them, saying that Ran Qing and Xiao Xiao were more beautiful than orthopedics, and that Zhuang Qiang was annoying and ridiculous, and when he was thirsty, he grabbed Zhuang Zhou. clothes, begging for a kiss, getting drunk, and talking obscenely.

"Brother Pei sleeps with your brother, I want to sleep with you."

Zhuang Zhou picked him up and kissed the corner of his wet lips: "Sleep, feed you first, and then feed you after singing."

Mao Fei clung to his neck, and vaguely wanted to hold back his shyness and call out "husband", but the resolution had not yet been made, and a few faint meows floated into his ears, interrupting the lingering atmosphere.

Huadan and Xiaosheng were sitting side by side on the ground, looking at the huddled two through the glass sliding door.