The sun is coming

Happiness is really hard to define. There are [-] kinds of happiness in the eyes of [-] people.For example, Wang Xiaojuan, who finally married a political commissar, and now has a higher position, and Lin Feng, who is younger than Su Mu but has never been separated, each has their own happiness.But one thing should not be wrong, that is, as long as two people can occasionally hug each other and talk about happiness, they should be happy people.

Shang Zhe was born on the tail of the 60s. In those years, he was a small rich man with a dime in his hand. He could eat a big bowl of green onion noodles, buy seven or eight fruit candies, or wrap a dime of melon seeds and spend a day.But now, I don't even bother to bend over when I see a dime on the ground.A lot can change with the passage of time, but the way he and Yuan Dajun get along has not changed much, or in other words, has become better.

During the SARS outbreak in 03, Shang Zhe and other hospital backbones were isolated in the hospital for two months.Yuan Dajun, who doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, bought a bodhisattva and invited him home. During that period of time, he kowtowed secretly.After Shang Zhe came back safely, Yuan Dajun began to take special care in life, and had to have fruits, vegetables, lean meat, and milk every day.He is extremely particular about what he eats and drinks, and despite Shang Zhe's objections and pleas, he drags him up for a run every morning.Although Shang Zhe was furious, saying that he was exercising better than anyone else in the hospital every day, scolded and scolded and shed tears, he didn't impress that daily alarm clock and carried him to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth, and then pulled him sleepily. Yuan Dajun who went to the park for morning exercises.

After entering 2000, Shang Zhe is also in his 30s, Su Cao is in a boarding school, and his eldest or second dad will pick him up every week.Live your own life behind closed doors, there will always be people who gossip, but it won't do any harm if it reaches the ears of the whole family.I think that the Su family has grown stronger under the continuous struggle of Shang Wu and Yuan Dajun, and everyone's careful management of the family.

What Shang Zhe does now is to work half shift, and the rest of the time to go home to take care of Yuan Dajun who is still very busy and tired in business.But a lot of the time the situation is like this -

Shang Zhe made iced bean paste and waited for Yuan Dajun to come back. As soon as he entered the door, he greeted him and fed him with a spoon.Then he rushed him to take a shower and changed into home clothes.When the work was over, Yuan Dajun sat at the end of the sofa and took the bowl. Shang Zhe was pillowed on his lap, his slender body was placed on the entire sofa, and he turned on the TV to select programs, and occasionally took a bite of the iced bean paste Yuan Dajun fed him.

Or one day, on a whim, he wanted to give Yuan Dajun a massage, so that he could enjoy his professional skills.As a result, pressing and pressing turned into studying the muscles on his body. While pinching, he asked jealously: "Fengfeng said that many soldiers lost their flesh within a few years after retiring. Why are yours still so tight?"

When the two twisted together, Shang Zhe twisted the bulge on his chest, and the conversation became, "Jun, Brother Jun, brother. Now you are doing well, and you are in a high-end private club when you go out to discuss contracts. Are there many young and handsome people in it? Young man? I heard from Fengfeng that you went to the nightclub nicknamed "Shengyan" the day before yesterday, how was it? Did you have a full massage or something? Can I do it?"

"Vinegar." Yuan Dajun rubbed his buttocks and looked at him with downcast eyes and smiled. It's a good thing that this man is over thirty and still living like twenty.

"Don't say it, it's still a little sour." Shang Zhe sniffed, "To be honest, does it look like the legendary luxury and money inside? Is there that kind of service? What did you order?"

"I'll take you to see it another day."

"I'm not going, don't change the subject, is there any good-looking guy in there?"

"Really."

"Did you old hooligans eat other people's tofu?"

"Homemade tofu is the best, why steal it."

"Oh, I'm home-cooked, and the ones outside are high-end."

"I only like home cooking, ah..."

Before he finished speaking, Shang Zhe pinched him, and he cried out in pain.Shang Zhe clapped his hands and jumped off the bed. He was about to talk to Lin Feng on the phone. Before he could take two steps, he was thrown back on the bed by Yuan Dajun's arms, and then he was pressed down.

Shang Zhe can’t be blamed for his overthinking. Back then, people like them were afraid of accidents when they hid themselves. Now that society is developing too fast, he knows that there are a group of people called rotten girls, another group of people called MB, and even more. A group of people are called male juniors.Men are blatantly becoming mistresses, so anything can happen to Yuan Dajun, a tall, rich and handsome man.A secretary close to Yuan Dajun who has a good relationship with him told him in secret that when Yuan Dajun went out to eat and drink somewhere, the little Gs really touched his arms and waist, even though the other party was thrown over his shoulder by a coquettish and handsome boy. It became a pork bun, but there is nothing wrong with bringing more points when you go home.

Counting, Yuan Dajun is also a four-card player, and his waist strength is still very impressive. This must have something to do with his busy sports every day.Shang Zhe pressed his backhand against the head of the bed to buffer his body that was bumped too hard, gritted his teeth, and thought to himself, after so many years, if they were not too busy, the two of them could have a game in two or three days. The time is demanded every day, and Yuan Dajun should have no public grain to hide and scatter it outside so that he can't turn it in.

The waist was supported by a pair of big hands, and Shang Zhe hugged his sweaty neck with a "huh" and gasped for breath.

"What are you thinking, huh?" Yuan Dajun asked in his mouth, and he went down and made a bad deep grind.Shang Zhe picked up the corners of his eyes, smiled, stepped up and kissed his lips, "I want my brother to love me well."

Yuan Dajun trembled for a moment. He didn't have the heart to say anything else, so he buried his head in hard work.

Shang Zhe convulsed for a while, and finally let it out in Yuan Dajun's crazy movements.Yuan Dajun didn't wait for him to catch his breath, and continued to send the unsoftened things a few times in the hot place, keeping all the liquid in it, before he softened his body and lay down on him to breathe.

Shang Zhe's two long legs were wrapped around his waist, his thumb moved back and forth to rub against his back, and when he had rubbed enough, he rubbed against his thigh and calf.Yuan Dajun rubbed his buttocks fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "Fairy! The more you live, the more elf you become."

"Brother doesn't like goblins, but he likes innocent ones again?" In a blink of an eye, he avoided his gaze and blushed and said, "I didn't do well in the math test the other day, and I was in a bad mood."

Yuan Dajun was stunned for two seconds before he realized that he was taking the college entrance examination these few days.Yuan Dajun looked at his timid look, his teeth were grinding back and forth, his arm was loosened and he pressed it up and gnawed on it, muttering in his mouth: "Damn, who did you learn from? I will go to the bar with that guy Lin Feng to see how I am." You can't get out of bed after cleaning up!"

Shang Zhe laughed and hid: "I'm teasing you, I don't want it anymore, I have work tomorrow morning. Hey, can't I be wrong? Uh..."

The result of the fuss was that the dinner and supper were combined, and they were taken into the bathroom by Yuan Dajun in the early morning to clean his body, and then he went back to the bedroom and ate with his eyes closed while leaning against Yuan Dajun's arms.There are spots on his body, and when he rubs against the thin quilt, he feels numb and uncomfortable. Yuan Dajun feeds him a mouthful of porridge and eats it himself. Seeing that he is confused, he goes down in one breath. The person in his arms must be crying for mercy: "Brother, please forgive me."

After eating a bowl of porridge for a long time, Yuan Dajun forced him to rinse his mouth and tossed him for ten minutes. When Shang Zhe was really about to cry, he withdrew his sensitive hands from touching him, rubbed his waist and put him to sleep. up.I can't sleep well after eating, he is helping lazy people digest their food.

It was already 10:30 when I woke up the next day, and I was still woken up by the alarm clock.There is a note next to it, "I helped you find a colleague to change the afternoon shift, wake up and eat porridge first, in the pot."

His body was not that heavy, and Shang Zhe guessed that Yuan Dajun gave him a massage to relax when he fell asleep.After tidying everything up, Shang Zhe scooped up a bowl of warm black rice porridge. While eating, Shang Zhe went to the study on the second floor to sort out the materials. When he saw the bookshelf, he rolled his eyes, put down the porridge bowl, pushed aside a bookshelf, and opened the safe.There are medals Yuan Dajun won when he was in the army. Of course, there are also gold bars that he bought after learning from the so-called rich people after he started his business, as well as cash and miscellaneous contracts.He looked through all of these, but there was a small box on the outermost place.

Shang Zhe weighed it in his hand, but it didn't sink.Open it by hand, it is not the guessed valuables, but twenty or thirty sheets of paper torn from various books of various sizes.The top one was written not long ago, with the words 16th anniversary in brackets after it.When Shang Zhe turned to the last page, he couldn't help laughing, and his eyes were moist when he smiled.

It turned out that he regarded the day when Shang Zhe secretly kissed him in the school hotel as the beginning of the two of them. The content of that page was very messy, and a few sentences were repeated on it-how could this be?

In fact, there is not much content on each piece of paper, and it seems to be a record made when the mood is at its lowest and most Hign.After the two people are stable, there is a commemorative sentence.Like the top one.On it, Yuan Dajun had scribbled a lot of handwriting—fortunately, Duoduo came back safely.In the past two years of SARS, I am still afraid.Secretly working out, the abdominal muscles are still there, the waist is still strong, Doer still likes it so much! ! !

Shang Zhe frowned and thought for a while, he seemed to feel that Yuan Dajun's body has become stronger recently than before. He thought it was the result of morning exercise every morning, and he turned out to be secretly starting a small stove.There are three exclamation marks behind it, like three smiling faces, secretly revealing Yuan Dajun's low-key pride.

Shang Zhe scolded in a low voice: "Pervert, over 40 and still..."

What's the matter, he didn't say it, with a blush smile on his face.Three sentences and three emotions, gratitude, fear, pride, all because of love.