【Langlang Nails】Two days before the divorce

Zhang Zhehan was relieved that the two had a gap of ten days or so after the finale, and it was still too late to arrange the wedding.

Taking advantage of those ten days, he also took Gong Jun back to Jiangxi, and later took him to his home in Shanghai.

When Zhang Zhehan's primary school heard that Gong Jun was here, they all expressed their desire to visit his home. Zhang Zhehan asked if Gong Jun would mind, and Gong Jun only smiled and said welcome to see my cooking skills.

"I have a friend who also wants to come." Gong Jun said while moving the clothes in Zhang Zhehan's washing machine to the balcony, "He is a choreographer and director, and he just happened to be filming in Shanghai recently, so he wanted to see you."

"Come on, anyway, it's hard for you to eat with multiple people, and I can't help you much."

Zhang Zhehan saw that the man was cleaning up like a new owner when he entered his house. Even he, who usually takes pleasure in teasing Gong Jun, felt embarrassed, so he hurried over to take over the work in the man's hands: "You are almost It's okay, my parents are not here, so stop acting."

"I didn't act." Gong Jun blinked innocently, and he said that I just wanted to help you clean up your house.

Zhang Zhehan was at a loss for words, and it took him a long time to clear his throat and said: "Then I really married a good wife by mistake."

"Hey—what's the use of a good wife." Gong Jun obediently returned the clothes basket to Zhang Zhehan, stretched on the sofa, "Even the best wife has to get a divorce."

Zhang Zhehan threw him with a hanger: "It's like we got married for real."

"Hey, I've seen my parents get certificates and slept in the same bed, so it's not really married?"

Zhang Zhehan threw another clothes hanger over, but didn't speak.

"Don't get angry again." Gong Jun smiled and took the hanger that the man threw at him.

"Are you angry?" Zhang Zhehan raised his eyebrows, "It's more reliable for you to have a baby."

"Zhang Zhehan." Gong Jun stood up from the sofa, walked in front of Zhang Zhehan and grabbed the wrist of the man who was drying his clothes. His brows were slightly frowned, showing a helpless smile. He said, do you think I will never will be angry with you.

"I must be too kind to you." Gong Jun's voice was low and could be called gentle, but there was a subtle sense of oppression for a tall and long-legged man standing face to face with Zhang Zhehan at a very close distance.

As soon as Zhang Zhehan raised his eyes, he wanted to drown in the man's eyes.However, that person has long and dense eyelashes, and the blink of an eye will set off a breeze in people's hearts.

Gong Jun just looked down at him like that, and pinched Zhang Zhehan's face with a little childishness.

Those eyes were a bit sullen but more tolerant. Zhang Zhehan was looked at by such loving eyes. He raised his hand to push the man away, but he barely held onto him. The hem of his clothes couldn't move.

"Oh."

"Ah this."

Zhang Zhehan first heard his voice of Xiao Awen, and then his voice of Xiao Laomeng, and whispered to a strange male voice, "This is not good."

The two of them often came to his house to play when they were young, and Zhang Zhehan gave them a copy of the key.But they never expected that these two people came so early, and they just brought in Lao Qin, Gong Jun's best friend who had just arrived at the door.

So now the three of them stood in a row with arms folded, watching him and Gong Jun entangle on the balcony in an extremely flirty posture.

"I have never heard of 'birth'." Gong Jun's best friend Lao Qin raised his hand to prove his innocence, "But if you really have this idea, my friend who studies medicine in the United States is just studying the technology of male childbirth. I can introduce you to you."

And Zhang Zhehan didn't say anything in the two postings, but gave Zhang Zhehan a thumbs up with a face full of relief——Zhang Zhehan, who has always been thin-skinned and serious in the relationship between the sexes, can now say that he asked others to give birth to him. The words of tiger and wolf, the child has grown up and is promising.

The big table of dishes that Gong Jun cooked quickly conquered Zhang Zhehan's petite heart.

Awen was younger than Zhang Zhehan, and praised Gong Jun while eating: "Sister-in-law is really amazing."

Lao Meng was older than Zhang Zhehan, and praised Gong Jun while eating: "Siblings are so virtuous."

Lao Qin was at a loss on the side, so he stretched out his hand and asked Gong Jun in a low voice, "What should I call Zhang Zhehan in this situation? Brother-in-law?"

Gong Jun didn't refute the title of Zhang Zhehan's best friend, he still kept a good smile on his face, and bared his teeth when he answered Lao Qin's words, but his tone was quite unfriendly.

He said you keep your mouth shut.

Zhang Zhehan felt very sorry when he was sleeping at night, thinking that Gong Jun had been wronged in front of his friends during the day.

When Gong Jun's best friend left, he was talking to Gong Jun, and Zhang Zhehan was putting away the kitchen to clean up the dishes, and heard a few words.Lao Qin said, Gong Jun, what's the matter with you, a big man who has grown nearly 1.9 meters long and a big nose that sticks out of the ground, why did he end up being a wife to someone else? I am so disappointed.

Zhang Zhehan was too guilty to listen to Gong Jun's answer later.

Gong Jun behind him fell asleep early and did not move. He was tossing and turning in bed alone, thinking about how to apologize to Gong Jun.

After all, they are both straight men. They have the name of husband and wife but not the reality of husband and wife. Neither of them wants to be regarded as the one who is pressed on the bed casually. No matter how you say it, it will damage the dignity of a man.

After Zhang Zhehan turned over more than a dozen times, Gong Jun finally couldn't help but whispered, he said that you didn't sleep most of the night and put pancakes under the quilt.

"No." Zhang Zhehan lay face to face with Gong Jun in the dark, thought for a while and said, "Sorry Gong Jun."

He recounted what happened during the day, and then said: "I won't say that kind of thing in the future, otherwise you will probably be affected when you find someone in the future."

Gong Jun was silent for a long time in the dark night, then smiled softly, he said it was nothing, it would affect it.

"Hey, how did I find you, a fool." Zhang Zhehan raised his hand and tugged at his ears, "You will be almost thirty after we leave next year, if others think you are that, how can you find a little girl you like in the future? The girl is getting married."

"You worry about that." Gong Jun patted his forehead and said with a smile, don't worry about it, I'm at the level of a male god anyway.

"I told you, don't believe me. When I was in college, all the girls in the school called me a male god. Can a male god worry about not being able to find a partner?"

Zhang Zhehan looked at the man's unclear face in the dark night, but the blurred outline was too good-looking.

He said in his heart, of course I believe it, but he said stubbornly: "Male god, is it a male god like Stove Lord?"

Gong Jun just laughed, he said yes, the Stove Lord is going to sleep, so please sing a song to put the Stove Lord to sleep.

"Don't talk about the Stove Lord, even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu comes, I won't sing to lull him to sleep." Zhang Zhehan said.

"I have to start running the schedule tomorrow, and we both have to join the group in the second half of the year." Gong Jun's voice was very low, which sounded like a sigh, "It will be difficult to have the opportunity to sleep with you in the future."

Zhang Zhehan paused, and said softly: "Have you gotten used to it after sleeping for three months?"

"Well. I'm used to it." Gong Jun's hand fell on the side of his face, and then on his hair, "I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep if you don't sleep next to me now."

After finishing speaking, the man felt as nasty as himself again, and smiled in a low voice.

He slowly reached out and hugged Zhang Zhehan into his arms.

"Ahan."

Zhang Zhehan is obviously 181 tall, not much shorter than Gong Jun, but his whole skeleton is a circle smaller than him.

The man who was only wearing a thin pajamas was hugged by him like this, and it fit so well that he could completely fit into his arms. In such an intimate embrace, Gong Jun could even clearly feel Zhang Zhehan's tense muscles due to tension.

He stroked the back of the man's neck all the way with his hand, wiped the thin pajamas, stroked the other's shoulder blades and the clear back line, and laughed softly after feeling Zhang Zhehan's slight trembling in his arms.

"It's just so courageous, why let me have a baby?" Gong Jun lowered his head slightly, and the tip of his nose lightly rubbed against the other person's forehead. The man's forehead was soaked in sweat, and he nestled in his neck and remained motionless.

"Go away..." Zhang Zhehan scolded him in a low voice, and raised his hand to separate Gong Jun, but was hugged even tighter.

Gong Jun called him "Ahan" over and over in his ears, and Zhang Zhehan's struggling strength was dissipated in a slightly aggrieved low voice.

"It's called a soul." He complained, but gradually lowered his hand, and tentatively gently grabbed the corner of Gong Jun's clothes.

"If you don't sing to coax me, let me hug you to sleep." Gong Jun's warm breath fell on Zhang Zhehan's forehead when he asked, "OK?"

Zhang Zhehan was silent for a moment, put his hands around the man's back, and patted the man one after another, like coaxing a child.

He sniffed the faint woody fragrance in Gong Jun's arms, sighed, and obediently nestled in the man's arms and closed his eyes.

He said, good night, Stove Lord.

"Good night, Han."