There are little zombies at home

Although Zhong Jing had already guessed the general idea, but considering the nervousness of the little zombie, he still decided not to tell him about it for the time being, assuming he didn't know about it.

However, he wanted to hide it, but he couldn't stop Shang Beida from shaking his wit. When he got out of the shopping mall, he analyzed the little zombie carefully, and found the photo of Zhong Jing with his mother on Weibo, and finally confirmed that the woman he met was Zhong's mother.

So, Zhong Jing walked into the community just now, and saw the little zombie sitting at the door of the corridor holding a bunch of shopping bags from a distance, looking very depressed.

"Fugui." Zhong Jing called softly, and before he got close, he saw the little zombie jump up suddenly, rushing over to hug his waist tightly.

"Well, I seem to have met, met your mother." The little zombie rubbed his head against Zhong Jing's arms, "She definitely doesn't like me."

Zhong Jing was stunned, and then reached out to smooth his messy hair because he ran over, "Don't worry, just clarify the misunderstanding."

"Really?" The little zombie raised his head upon hearing this, his dark eyes gleamed with hope.

"Of course." Zhong Jing agreed, he was actually not too worried about it, because Zhong's mother had always been face-blind, and she married Zhong's father because he was too handsome to fit into the crowd (?).

"Hey!" The little zombie's mood improved, and the little black hand hugged the back of Zhong Jing's head and leaned over to kiss him.

The little zombie has no body temperature, Zhong Jing has long been used to his cool lips, but when he posted it today, he felt freezing cold.

"How long have you been sitting downstairs?" Zhong Jing frowned, pressed the little zombie's head and touched his lips, confirming his guess.

"I..." The little zombie couldn't answer for a while, and could only point to the sky and complain, "It's all because it went dark too fast!"

"Yes." Zhong Jing dragged him helplessly toward the building, "It's all the sky's fault."

……

That night, the little zombie still couldn't sleep well. Fortunately, he was born with dark circles under his eyes, so it doesn't look much different.

But Aimei is like a little zombie, holding the mirror and looking at it for a long time, still poking Zhong Jing fiercely, "Ah Jing, why do I use eye cream every day, but the dark circles under my eyes are getting thicker?"

Zhong Jing turned his head and saw that the little zombie's face was full of seriousness. He could only hold back his smile, leaned his head in front of him, looked up and down carefully, and finally came to the conclusion, "It's always been this dark."

"Ah!" The little zombie glared at him angrily, moved his buttocks a few times, and simply left his back to Zhong Jing, and secretly cursed Zhong Jing at the mirror, "Magic mirror, magic mirror, you must give Ah Jing a The dark circles under the eyes are bigger than Fugui's."

Zhong Jing: "..."

The little zombie is still well-dressed, and he specially found two handfuls of starch from the kitchen, tried his best to put it on his eye sockets, trying to cover his dark circles, but unexpectedly encountered a strong wind just outside the door, not only blowing away the powder on his face, but also His cute little bangs are blown into a big back!

Mother Zhong likes to be lively, so her family lives in the bustling city center, and it only takes half an hour to get there from Zhong Jing's house.

Standing at the door of Zhong's mother's house, the little zombie suddenly hesitated and grabbed Zhong Jing's hand to prevent him from ringing the doorbell.

"It's not a solution for us to stand here." Zhong Jing sighed, lowered his head and pinched the little zombie's face, "Don't be afraid."

The little zombie took a deep breath to relieve it, but unfortunately he didn't need to breathe at all, and the airy movements were of no use at all...

Not long after the doorbell rang, Mother Zhong opened the door.

Different from yesterday's dress of the fierce and strong woman, Zhong's mother is dressed very simply and at home, and she is wearing a beige apron, but it can still be seen that she has light makeup on, obviously a lot of preparations have been made in advance.

"Baby, you are back!" Mother Zhong hugged the person very enthusiastically when she saw the person coming... the little zombie, after rubbing her hands twice, she realized that she was hugging the wrong person, so she continued to say: "You are Ah Jing's Object, ho, she looks so cute~"

The little zombie's limbs were stiff and he didn't dare to move. He looked back at Zhong Jing silently, but couldn't see any useful information, so he nodded in agreement.

Zhong Jing smiled and closed the door behind him. From the initiative of Zhong's mother and the little zombie's astonishment, it is not difficult to see that Zhong's mother was so blind that she didn't recognize that the little zombie was the barbarian from yesterday!

After flattering each other, the three sat down in the living room, and the little zombie also took off his velvet cap and scarf, revealing a pale face.

The more mother Zhong looked at it, the more something was wrong, so she simply pulled Zhong Jing and whispered in her ear——

"Baby, why is your partner's skin so white?"

"The powder is too thick."

"Baby, why are your partner's nails so black?"

"Nail polish."

"Baby, why are your partner's eye circles so heavy?"

"Smoky makeup."

"Baby, why does your partner look so male?"

"he is the one."

Mother Zhong:! ! !

Zhong Jing: (￣_,￣)

Mother Zhong spent a few minutes digesting the fact that her son brought a boyfriend home, and finally touched the back of her neck and said, "Baby, your boyfriend is too beautiful."

"Is Aimei okay?" Before Zhong Jing could answer, the little zombie asked a question.

Mother Zhong was stopped by his question, thought for a moment, and could only say: "It's also very good."

"Great!" The little zombie immediately clapped his hands and took out the first gift of the day, "Mother Zhong, this is the 'Guji Guji' skin care gift box for the New Year limited edition of [-] copies that I bought yesterday after queuing for two hours , send you off."

Mama Zhong actually showed up at the mall yesterday because she wanted to buy this limited gift box. She didn’t expect to hang out in other stores for too long. When she came to the counter, there were already more than 600 people in line. She thought she was about to miss out on skin care products, but the next day But received such a surprise.

Mother Zhong immediately rolled her eyes with a smile, fumbled for the gift box a few times fondly, and then began to talk about skin care with the little zombie.

The little zombie did his homework yesterday, and the topics of the chat, whether it was beauty, skin care or sports and off-roading, were within the scope of his expertise. After a few words, he quickly won the heart of Zhong's mother.

Seeing that they were chatting happily, Zhong Jing had no choice but to sneak into the kitchen and finish the uncooked meals for Mother Zhong.

When Father Zhong came back, he happened to see his son in an apron coming out of the kitchen with a big bowl of soup in his hand, and he couldn't help being a little dazed.

"Ah Jing, where's your mother?" Papa Zhong took off his down jacket and hung it up casually. He glanced at the hall but found no one.

Zhong Jing shrugged, looked up at the second floor, and said, "She's upstairs."

As soon as the words fell, an excited female voice came from the second floor——

"So Xiao Zhuang, you are a food blogger, this job is really virtuous!"

Papa Zhong understood instantly, and then looked at Zhong Jing ambiguously, "Did you bring your daughter-in-law back?"

"Dad." Zhong Jing didn't answer directly, but paused for a long time before saying: "I like men."

It was within his expectation that Zhong's mother could accept his sexual orientation, but Zhong Jing was not sure about Zhong's father, who had always been serious and calm.

After listening to Zhong Jing's words, Father Zhong sighed deeply, and said, "You really still like men. Your mother and I deliberately placed all kinds of girl love comics in the corner of our house, but it still hasn't changed your sexual orientation."

Zhong Jing: "..." Wait a minute, so those girl cartoons are actually placed on purpose by you!Fortunately, he still thought his father was a pervert, and secretly threw the girl out of the house every day to prevent being discovered by Zhong's mother...

"Did you misunderstand something?" Zhong Jing swallowed, and finally understood why Mother Zhong let go so easily, it turned out that they always thought they were gay=口=!

"We didn't misunderstand!" Zhong's father recalled the past, "You never liked girls when you were young. When you were in kindergarten, you watched TV and said you wanted to be the heroine of an idol drama!"

Having said that, Papa Zhong's tone paused, and he asked in a gossiping low voice, "So are you doing the next job now?"

"Huh?" Zhong Jing didn't react, he didn't understand how his father's thoughts jumped so fast.

"If you're the one below, dad doesn't agree!" Dad Zhong shook his head resolutely.

Zhong Jing had a headache, he didn't want to answer this question, he turned around and walked back to the kitchen, but he was stopped by Zhong's father.

"Quickly answer!" Zhong's father already thought that his son was running away, so the man upstairs might be a burly man!

"We haven't developed to that point yet!" Zhong Jing finished with a blushing face, and then rushed back to the kitchen aggressively.

Papa Zhong stood where he was, silently stretched out his hand and stroked his chin, thinking that his son is really innocent, but it is not good to be so innocent, so we have to act first!

However, this kind of thinking didn't last long. The moment Papa Zhong saw the little zombie, all his worries disappeared in an instant.

Because the little zombie is really hurt, Papa Zhong thought with satisfaction, looking at the little zombie with evil intentions in his eyes.

He saw the little zombie shuddering, trotted and hid behind Zhong Jing, just about to complain, when mother Zhong slapped Father Zhong on the head forcefully, "Shame on me!"

Zhong's father held his head and shrank, not daring to resist, but in a blink of an eye, Zhong's mother instructed the little zombie: "Have you learned it? Just like this, men can't get used to it!"

"Oh!" The little zombie nodded, took out a notebook and began to write down the key points.

Zhong Jing suddenly became a little dumb, how can there be a mother who teaches a daughter-in-law to bully her son!

After a happy meal, before leaving, Zhong's mother gave the little zombie a few big bags of gifts, and asked him to go shopping in a few days.

There were not many people on the way back. The little zombie patted his belly in satisfaction, hiccupped softly, and sighed: "I am so happy today, and Ah Jing's parents are also well."

"Huh?" Zhong Jing echoed.

"It feels so good to have parents." The little zombie hugged Zhong Jing's arm, tilted his head and rubbed, "Ah Jing, thank you."

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