The Boss Is in a Bad Mood Again

Han Yi felt that Zhou Yunshen should really be a salesman. He was really able to pinch his seven inches accurately. He knew that he wanted him to live a normal life the most. As long as he grasped this point, he would never be able to refuse him. everything.

"You said, you will quit when Yun Yi makes money."

"Yeah." Zhou Yunshen added, "I'll leave to accompany you when the cooking is done."

Han Yi understood what the cuisine he was talking about. Song Hou was like a poisonous insect that penetrated to the bone. Once a person is crazy and determined to do something, it is like entering an endless cycle of death.

"how is it now?"

How could Zhou Yunshen want to mention Song Hou in such an atmosphere like honey water?His answer was to bow his head and press his lips to his.

No matter how many times he has made out, the meeting of the two lips is like two magnets meeting, which means that he can't wait to absorb more tenderness.

There was an old literary film on the TV, and it was in the pale yellow light and shadow that it seemed to slow down the time outside the screen.

The sofa was wide and soft. After being crushed, Han Yi finally recalled it slowly. This sofa was chosen by Zhou Yunshen himself later on. Didn’t he already count on this day?

His thoughts stopped at this moment, and Zhou Yunshen was like a storm in the deep sea, destroying his thoughts to pieces.

The two of them who fell into a charming dream didn't notice Han Jingyun in pajamas standing at the top of the stairs, his eyes looked like they had changed before a storm came.

Even though he was still a child, he looked at them like an adult.

Zhou Yunshen had already decided to ask Han Yi to leave Yunting and asked Xiao Shan to go through all the formalities for Han Yi the next day.Xiao Shan, who was about to see the dawn of his promotion, ran extremely fast.

Mr. Zhou, who arranged things well, also managed to earn Han Yi's whole day. If today was not the weekend, Zhou Yunshen would be happier.

Han Jingyun didn't want to go to cram school today, he was doing homework on the sidelines, and he refused to go to the study.And Han Yi, who always doted on him, thought that he hadn't been with Han Jingyun for a long time, so he was doing homework with Han Jingyun beside him.Mr. Zhou, who dreamed of a romance in the two-person world, felt that his heart was about to be caught off guard.

Finally he put on his apron and sleeves and went to the kitchen to make soup.

The ingredients have already been delivered, and the meat and vegetables have been processed, so he just needs to cook.

The smell of a pot of stewed broth wafted into the living room, and Han Yi vaguely remembered that he hadn't talked to Zhou Yunshen this morning.Just about to get up and go to the kitchen to give Zhou Yunshen a candy, Han Jingyun stretched out his hand to hold his hand as soon as he stood up, looked up at him with black and white eyes and said, "Where are you going, Dad?"

"Father is going to help Uncle Zhou cook."

Han Jingyun's lips moved slightly, his expression complicated.

Han Yi was already a little guilty because of his relationship with Zhou Yunshen, but now that Han Jingyun looked at him like this, he felt even more uncertain.Like a child who caught a big mistake, Han Jingyun's heart skipped a beat when he saw it.

"What's the matter? Looking at Dad like this? Is there something dirty on Dad's face?"

"If one day Dad had to choose between Jing Yun and Uncle Zhou, would Dad choose Jing Yun?"

A random question, Han Yi has always been nervous about Han Jingyun, his heart was suspended, he squatted down and held his shoulders with both hands, frowning and asked: "What's wrong with Jingyun? Tell Dad, is it... something happened to him?" What did people say?"

His heart was beating wildly.

Song Hou's name almost came out of his mouth, these two words turned into thin and small embroidery needles, quickly pricking every nerve of his, and the pain spread to every one of his in nerve cells.

"No."

There was no smile on Han Jingyun's face, he held his hand with one hand, and begged to answer: "Father, just tell me, even if you choose Uncle Zhou, I won't be sad."

Han Yi stared at Han Jingyun, as if he wanted to find some information from his subtle expression that could tell him why Han Jingyun suddenly asked this question.

His eyes looked and looked, and finally he was a little disappointed.

He didn't find anything, as if Han Jingyun just mentioned this question suddenly.

"Dad, you haven't told me yet."

The time seemed to be stretched out, and Han Yi seemed to be thrown into the oil pan and fried again and again. He usually had endless conversations with Han Jingyun, but now he could not utter a single word.

The person who brought Han Jingyun up from a young age knew him very well, Han Jingyun was a little different, and he couldn't say what it was.

"You are more important than Dad's life, and Dad will use his life to protect you."

"What about Uncle Zhou?"

The corner of Han Jingyun's mouth slightly twitched, "Is Uncle Zhou as important as Dad's life?"

Zhou Yunshen, who came out with two bowls of soup at the corner of the room, paused. He seemed to be looking forward to something. Although he knew everything Jiang Man had done for Han Yi, who wouldn't want to be the most important person in a lover's heart?

"Uncle Zhou is Dad's good friend, the most important good friend in this life. Dad's most difficult days were spent by Uncle Zhou with Dad, does Jing Yun understand?" He held Han Jingyun's small shoulders with more force To: "You two are very important to me, but Dad can give his life for you...Jing Yun," he couldn't hide the worry in his eyes, "If something happens, you must tell Dad, don't be alone Hide."

"Dad is someone you can trust, you know?"

Han Jingyun met his eyes, as if thinking about whether Han Yi's words could be believed.

Zhou Yunshen turned around and went back to the kitchen to pour the soup back into the casserole and start cooking another dish.

Put the oil, add pepper, ginger, garlic, and dried chili in turn, and stir-fry until fragrant, add meat and stir-fry.

When the scent wafted out, Han Yi came in, and he wrapped his hands around Zhou Yunshen's narrow waist from behind.

The narrow waist ring used to feel his tight flesh.

"What's the matter? Just separated for a while and miss me so much?"

Zhou Yun said with a deep smile, "Can't you leave me?"

Zhou Yunshen always seemed to have a kind of magical power to make him forget his troubles. At this moment, the corners of his mouth curled up, "Well, I can't live without you."

Such sweet and greasy words can always make Zhou Yunshen happy. As a "sugar-loving man", he put down the spatula and turned around to hug Han Yi's waist. Han Yi thought he was going to kiss him, but he didn't expect his lips to rub against his. It passed by, and finally stopped by his ear.

"Then don't leave me for the rest of your life, Han Yi, we have gone through too much, if you still leave me in the end, then I will go crazy."

"And I'm going crazy," he nibbled at his earlobe, "you know the consequences."

"Then what if I can't forgive you one day?"

"If you want to give up on me, then hide it well and don't let me find you. If you want to kill me, then you must watch me die thoroughly, otherwise, if I come back, I will definitely return it ten times and a hundred times you."