Mr. Gong

Stopping at the shelf of fresh roses placed at the entrance of the flower shop, the officer smelled the sweet fragrance of flowers on the tip of his nose, like a couple in love, and finally decided to buy a bouquet to take home.

There are eleven roses in total, which also means that there is only one true love in this life.

Dear love, hold the bouquet of roses to your chest, your brows are relaxed in an instant, and you feel very warm in your heart.Because he thought of some little fool who was waiting at home to have dinner with him when he got home from get off work.

Mr. Officer dared not repeat a word to this little fool, little confused male who had captured his whole heart.

Every time the two of them quarreled, no matter right or wrong, I would definitely lower my head and coax people down first, so that we could discuss the rest.

Really not, isn't there a saying that husband and wife "quarrel at the head of the bed and make peace at the end of the bed", sometimes even skip the first step directly, and cut into the theme of the "end of the bed" part.

Needless to say, this trick has been tried and tested, and it works very well every time.

Reluctant, really reluctant to say a serious word to this Mr. Gong who occupied his whole heart.Every frown and smile of the other party affects all the emotions in the heart to follow him to share joy and sorrow.

Probably Xi Shi is in the eye of the beholder, as long as there is anything about Mr. Gong, there is nothing that Mr. Gong doesn’t like, and even the character of the other party’s willful, temper tantrum and easy to cry, I like it very much. .

I don't know what dish the other party is cooking tonight. I think of the sauerkraut fish soup that I ate yesterday. Although the other party used the wrong seasoning, they mistook powdered sugar for salt and vanilla extract for soy sauce.

Hmm... The taste is indeed difficult to describe in words, but who is the hard-working cook?In the end, all the sour fish soup full of dark dishes went into the stomach of the officer alone, and was eaten clean, not a drop of soup wasted.

Turn the key into the hole lock, open the door, enter and stay at the entrance, and hang up the windbreaker first.

Looking at the little yellow duck warm lamp in the living room, sure enough, the officer saw his lover sleeping soundly on the sofa.

He walked towards the other party lightly, only to find that Mr. Gong still had a few tears on his face.

This was clearly the expression of crying just now. Mr. Officer blamed himself very much, and raised his hand to wipe the tears from his face distressedly.Perhaps sensing movement around him, the other party slowly opened his eyes and woke up.

It's really not a dream, looking at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him at this moment, Mr. Gong lifted the blanket and stood up in surprise, then immediately sat back on the sofa as if thinking of something, his eyes were red and he choked up and said: "You are finally willing to came back."

Seeing that Mr. Gong turned his back to him, the back seemed to be quite angry, the officer quickly stepped forward and hugged him from behind, and put his chin lightly on the other's head, and said softly: "Sorry, I was arrested today. I was sent to Rose City to investigate, and on the way, I ran into an old classmate I hadn’t seen for a long time, and was dragged to an izakaya for a few drinks before forgetting the time.”

Turning around and burying her head in the man's spacious chest, she carefully smelled the woody fragrance with a little alcohol on the man's body. This slightly intoxicating breath was so comfortable that one couldn't help being intoxicated.

Until there was a faint scent of roses lingering on the tip of his nose, Mr. Gong frowned, and said in a very sensitive heart: "Why do you smell like someone else?"

The world can learn from each other, except for the person in my arms, I have never set my sights on others.

But he didn't dare not answer, the officer asked very cautiously: "What's the smell?", for fear of making the other party even more angry.

Seeing the shrunken appearance of the man, and mistakenly thinking that the other party really has someone else outside as he thought, Mr. Gong covered his face with tears and said, "It's hard for you to remember me, remember this home, and remember to come back at night." Come have dinner with me."

what to do?The officer, who was still confused about the situation until now, was very anxious to see the other party with tears streaming down his face.Could it be that the strange smell refers to... He hurriedly walked towards the entrance.

Seeing that the man didn't want to stay with her for even a second, he left the living room as if he was some kind of hot potato.

Mr. Gong finally cried out uncontrollably, unwilling to face the fact that the man hated him, rushed into the upstairs bedroom as if fleeing.

When I came back, I saw that there was no one there, the blankets fell on the floor, only the living room with a little yellow duck warm lamp left, and the bouquet of roses in my hand seemed to be laughing at myself. The officer put the flowers on the table and looked down. into the bedroom.

Hearing the sound, Mr. Gong raised his head and saw the other party approaching him with a cold face, shook his head very disturbedly, stood up and stepped back, wanting to stay away.

Because he had never seen such a strange face of a man.

Those eyes without any emotion and extremely cold eyes seemed to be worthless in the eyes of the other party.

Who is worth it?

Mr. Gong, who seemed to think of something, immediately shed big tears in aggrieved way.

Pushing the opponent to the corner of the wall, the officer lowered his head and pinched his chin, and said with an ugly face, "Do you know why I am angry?"

Mr. Gong, whose chin was pinched so painfully, turned his face away, and challenged the man like breaking a jar with red eyes: "I don't know!"

Seeing the extremely aggrieved expression of the other party, Mr. Officer sighed, hugged him into his arms, and finally softened his attitude: "Besides you, you little fool, have I ever pretended to be anyone else in my heart?"

Mr. Gong hugged the man's neck very sadly, sobbing: "Then why on your body..."

"You mean rose fragrance?" Mr. officer bowed his head and kissed the reddish eyes of the other party.

"En." Mr. Gong blushed, raised his head on tiptoe, and kissed the man gently on the lips.

Rubbing the hair of the person in his arms helplessly, the officer said softly, "Those are the flowers I brought back for you on the way, who would have thought they would be misunderstood like this by you little fool."

"Ah?" Feeling ashamed, Mr. Gong hurriedly lowered his head and covered his face, completely daring not to look at the man's expression at this moment.

"Don't cry yourself out on this kind of problem next time, you know?"

Seeing the other party's appearance of "I know, I know, don't mention it again", the officer laughed.

"Stop talking!." Mr. Gong was very embarrassed, and raised his hand to cover the man's mouth, preventing him from speaking.