Sorry for pinching the wrong person

The next day was the weekend, when Zhang Jianyang woke up, he couldn't find his clothes all over the world, and shouted at the door of the room: "Zou Yan, I have clothes!"

Zou Yan came out of the study, saw him standing naked at the door of the room, carried him back to the bed, and wrapped him in a quilt.

"I'll catch a cold, I'll send your clothes to be washed."

Zou Yan took off his formal clothes at this moment, wearing casual home clothes, looking warm and novel.It turned out that he usually looked like this at home. In the past when they got along, they were either well-dressed or nothing at all. He had never seen Zou Yan's appearance at home.

Zhang Jianyang looked very restless, sat up and hung on him: "Then what should I wear?"

Zou Yan patted him on the back like a child: "Are you going out? If you don't need to go out, just wear my pajamas."

"I don't have anywhere to go, but I want to eat." Zhang Jianyang nestled in Zou Yan's arms, coveting the warmth.He had never tried such a hasty relationship before, as if there was no warning, he sank, as if there was no warning, he and the man in front of him became the current relationship.Everything happened so fast that he couldn't believe it.

Thinking of this, he hugged Zou Yan even tighter, and the two necks intertwined, sharing each other's breath.

"What's wrong?" Zou Yan noticed his abnormality, and gently stroked his back, as if to comfort him.

"You said you wanted to get close to me from the very beginning, is that true?" Zhang Jianyang asked carefully, he dared not mention love, love, liking and other words in his words, as if it was a kind of taboo, once said, it would be irreversible .

Zou Yan hugged him, and kissed his neck and cheek: "It's true, a long time ago."

"How early?" Zhang Jianyang looked at his eyebrows and eyes close at hand, and felt that his heart was not feeling well.

"Very early, at the beginning." Zou Yan pressed him onto the bed, pressed his lips and nose together, but did not kiss.

"I, I'll start by pinching your ass? Then your hobby is really strange." Zhang Jianyang said, let go of the hand around Zou Yan's neck, stretched it down slowly, and pinched his buttocks.

Zou Yan let him mess around, his eyes full of doting: "You are the first person who dares to pinch my butt, you look so cute when you blush."

Zhang Jianyang quit: "Blushing? I was super calm that day, okay?" Although he was a little flustered that day, he never blushed!No!

"Okay, no. You've already missed breakfast, so you can't miss lunch anymore. Get up quickly." Zou Yan kissed him lightly on the lips and got up.

The temperature in front of him suddenly evacuated, Zhang Jianyang felt empty in his arms, and his body was chilly.

No, he's not wearing anything.

Zou Yan took a gray fluffy bathrobe to wrap him up, and pulled him up from the bed.Zhang Jianyang lazily cooperated with him, enjoying the feeling of being taken care of.He didn't know what was wrong with him, he was usually a decisive and straightforward person, but in front of Zou Yan, he started to become sticky, just like their previous relationship.

But he couldn't control it, he just wanted to become a koala, a sloth or something else, hanging on Zou Yan's body all day long, not moving by anyone.

Zou Yan was helping him tie the bathrobe straps at this moment, and he rested his head on Zou Yan's chest, laughing out of joy at his own imagination.

"What are you thinking about being so happy?" Zou Yan asked him with a smile.

"Action is worse than heartbeat." Zhang Jianyang said something inexplicable, stepped back two steps, jumped onto Zou Yan's body and hugged him tightly, with his feet coiled around Zou Yan's waist.Like a giant octopus.

Zou Yan was taken aback by his sudden sneak attack, afraid that he would fall, so he hugged him tightly: "Why is it so difficult for you to get out of bed?" Zou Yan hugged him in this difficult position. Toilet.

"What? Are you impatient?" Zhang Jianyang sniffed the side of his neck, um, the smell of Zou Yan.

"I won't be impatient." Zou Yan put him down, "Step on my feet, the ground is cold. Do you want to take a bath?"

"Well, let's take a shower first. You help me find a random set of clothes, and I'll go to the old house to get my own later. After all, I have to go out to eat, and I don't think your kitchen looks like a fireman." Zhang Jianyang said sideways While waiting for Zou Yan to bring him hot water, regardless of whether he was in the way, he hugged him and refused to let go.

"I don't fire alone." Zou Yan put the water in, took off his bathrobe and put it in the water, "Do you want me to wash it for you?"

Zhang Jianyang lay in the bathtub and sighed comfortably: "It's better not to, once you start helping me, it's not as simple as taking a bath, I still want to have lunch."

When Zhang Jianyang came out of the shower, Zou Yan had already prepared his clothes: "The underwear is new, don't worry about wearing it."

"I don't mind the old ones either." Zhang Jianyang wiped his hair with one hand, and dangled his underwear with the other.

Zou Yan took the towel and helped him dry his hair.

"What shall we eat later?" Zhang Jianyang sat on the carpet and dressed slowly.

"What do you want to eat?"

"It's such a cold day, let's have hot pot."

"There just happened to be a newly opened spicy hotpot restaurant nearby. I heard it's very good, do you want to try it?" Zou Yan turned off the wind dryer and asked Zhang Jianyang.

"No, I want to eat what you made." Zhang Jianyang turned around, climbed on Zou Yan's lap, and looked at him expectantly.

"I really want to satisfy you, but there is nothing at home, what should I do?" Zou Yan stroked his cheeks that were slightly red from the steam.

"Buy it! Your house is in a good location, with complete facilities, and there are several big supermarkets nearby." Zhang Jianyang was very happy when he heard him say "home".

"It's almost 11 o'clock now. I'm afraid it will be very late when the purchase is completed. Is it okay?"

"It doesn't matter, if you are hungry, find something to cushion first, I want to eat hot pot! You made it!"

Zou Yan lowered his head and kissed him: "Then make you a hot pot."

Zhang Jianyang suddenly dressed his hands and feet very quickly, and came to the dressing mirror to tidy up. Zou Yan prepared a black mid-size cashmere coat for him. The clothes he wore were a bit too big. Although there was nothing wrong with them at first glance, the shoulder line You can still see it if you look closely.

Zou Yan stood behind him and straightened his back collar. He was also wearing a black cashmere coat, which was similar in style to the one he was wearing, only slightly longer than his.

When getting into the car, Zhang Jianyang looked at Zou Yan's straight shoulders and thought, it seemed a bit like a couple's outfit, and secretly laughed in his heart.

In the sunny weather of autumn, there will still be a grinding chill. Although it is the weekend, the customers in the supermarket are not as many as expected. It is a noon when you can stroll around the supermarket leisurely.

Zhang Jianyang bought a crepe to cushion his stomach in the mall, and pushed a huge shopping cart into the underground supermarket of the mall.

"What do you want to buy?" Zhang Jianyang volunteered to push the cart, walking briskly.He hasn't been to the supermarket for a long time, and there are still some fresh ones.There is an aunt in the family's purchases, so he doesn't need to worry about it.

"I have to buy everything, and I don't even have a pot at home. Come here." Zou Yan greeted Zhang Jianyang, and turned into another road.

After walking a few steps, I met someone taking a video next to the shelf, as if explaining something, the two passed by cautiously, and Zhang Jianyang was very interested in making a serious scissors hand towards the camera when entering the country.

What he didn't know was that when the person who took the video posted the video on the Internet, he instantly became popular in a small area as a "cute passer-by handsome guy".

The person who didn't know that he would be popular was squatting in front of the shelf and observing a shiny pot: "Can this be used in an induction cooker? Oh, it's written here, it's ok. Can I use a steam pot at home? Or Buying a mandarin duck hot pot, just one flavor is enough, but two flavors are too troublesome."

Zou Yan looked at his earnest thoughts, and was a little funny: "Buy everything you want, and you can use it in the future."

"Then buy a single pot and a mandarin duck pot first." Zhang Jianyang selected two pots and put them in the shopping cart.

"The pot is ready, and there are ingredients and ingredients. I don't understand this, it's up to you." Zhang Jianyang patted Zou Yan's shoulder solemnly, as if he was passing on a major mission.

"What do you want to eat?" Zou Yan asked Zhang Jianyang when the two passed the seafood area first.

"I don't eat seafood." Zhang Jianyang shook his head.

"Are you allergic to seafood?" Zou Yan wondered why he didn't know.

"Seafood is disgusting and difficult to deal with. Let's eat some ready-made fish balls." Zhang Jianyang cast his eyes elsewhere, pretending to be absent-minded.

"Can I think this is caring for me?"

"If you know it, don't say it, I'm bothered." Zhang Jianyang turned his head and walked forward, his ears were red.

Zou Yan pulled him back: "It doesn't matter, you can choose whatever you want to eat, I won't bother you to cook for you."

Zhang Jianyang was very moved, until he later learned that the supermarket can help with cutting and chopping ingredients...so embarrassed that he wanted to cook himself like a fish ball.

It was past 12 o'clock after the shopping, and the two rushed back with big bags and small bags. As soon as they got back to Zou Yan's house, Zhang Jianyang couldn't wait to put on the apron, and urged Zou Yan eagerly: "Put it on quickly, and I'll give it to you." Let's do it."

The pot they bought was on sale, and they gave away two aprons, one white and one yellow, with cute patterns that women and children love.

As a result, Zhang Jianyang's interest came and went in a hurry. After he misidentified two ingredients, he retreated to the door consciously, watching Zou Yan busy.

There is smoke and fire in the spacious and simple house, which seems to be much warmer.

The warm lighting in the kitchen, the aroma of the food, and the meticulous back view of that person, Zhang Jianyang felt that he had never been so satisfied since returning to China for several years.

He suddenly stepped forward and hugged Zou Yan's waist.

Zou Yan was testing the thickness of the soup, afraid of scalding Zhang Jianyang, he immediately put down the spoon: "That's it, are you hungry, it will be ready soon."

Zhang Jianyang buried his face on his generous back, and replied sullenly: "Yeah. I'm so hungry."

So hungry, not enough, not enough, not enough.

Zou Yan turned around and hugged him into his arms: "Xiaoyang, move here."