best day

Goblets, wine, delicacies, and a piano.

What a romantic setting.

sluggish.sluggish.sluggish.sluggish.

What a poor Ermeng.

Zheng Luolai looked at Dewey, who was pretending to be strong but seemed extremely distraught, and felt a little funny while feeling unbearable.

He pushed the plate of fried shrimp over and said, "Eat more."

Dewey raised his eyes strangely, looked around and changed the subject: "Why hasn't Chen Lu come yet?"

The original appointment was at six o'clock, but there was no news after waiting for an hour.

Zheng Luolai said indifferently: "I am accompanying Lin Yilin."

"Then I should say something..." Dewey poked the steak that hadn't moved much, and muttered.

Perhaps people always like to tangle with irrelevant issues when they are embarrassed.

Zheng Luolai had long planned that this guy would be so angry that he would shake the world, but who knew that Dewey would pretend to be mature with him, it really was the end of the day, and it was hard to get over it.

"I'd better go find Lulu, he was already in a cold war with Lin Yilin, what if something happens in the quarrel?"

Too entangled in his heart, he couldn't eat any more, so Dewey simply threw away the knife and fork.

On the contrary, Zheng Luolai was happy physically and mentally. He finished the last piece of fried venison leg, drank some red wine, and then said slowly: "His phone is not turned on, where can you find it?"

That's right, Chen Lu's house in Beijing was sold long ago, and he has no fixed place to live in these two years.

Zheng Luolai signaled Waiter to pay the bill, and then said, "I'll take you there."

He knew that Dewey was very tired, but he couldn't help but want to see how long this guy was going to be brave.

-

The car window was half open, and the night breeze was blowing.

Whether it's true love or false love, two people who can linger all night will never be too peaceful when they get along the next day.

But Dewey didn't mention it at all, other than talking less than usual.

Pretending it didn't happen doesn't mean it didn't happen, fool.

——Zheng Luolai laughed at him silently for a moment, then held the steering wheel and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Dewey sat beside him listlessly and wondered, "Huh?"

It took him two seconds to react: "No, it doesn't hurt!"

Zheng Luolai said again: "Let's go home early and rest, the first time is very tiring no matter what."

"Your mother...why do you keep mentioning this?" Dewey suddenly asked angrily, "Didn't you sleep with many people?!"

There was an eerie silence in the car for a few seconds.

Zheng Luolai snorted and said, "Yeah, there are eight hundred if you don't have one thousand. It's better to be a little boy. It's a bit embarrassing for you."

Dewey's expression suddenly twisted, he took out his mobile phone and pressed it indiscriminately, showing that he would never say anything again.

Zheng Luolai didn't want to quarrel with him at first, but gradually smiled calmly: "If you care, just tell me, I will..."

"It's okay." Dewey interrupted him, folded his hands and closed his eyes.

Zheng Luolai glanced at him in the rearview mirror, finally feeling a little upset.

Shouldn't Ermeng be a noisy guy who turns small things into big things and big things explode?

How is it now?

Did he really not take it to heart?

impossible.

Thinking wildly all the way, Zheng Luolai unknowingly drove the car to the hotel entrance.

He stopped and was about to light a cigarette, when he suddenly realized that Dewey had fallen asleep next to him.

There is a touch of tiredness on the clean face, so quiet and not foolish or disturbing, it is really a pleasing child.

After all, Zheng Luolai didn't light a cigarette, and put down the lighter.

He subconsciously wanted to hold Dewey's powerless hand, but when he was about to touch it, he frowned and folded his arm.

-

"Why didn't you call me when I fell asleep, my neck hurts from sleeping, really."

There were murmurs of complaint from the quiet corridors of the hotel.

Dewey hurried forward and knocked on the door when he found the house number.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Luolai hissed, and took out a spare room card with a suppressed smile.

Dewey stopped in a low voice: "Hey, hey, why do you have this, in case someone is..."

"That's good." Zheng Luolai chuckled, and pushed the door in without anyone noticing.

It's a pity that the unsuitable plot for children was not staged in front of our eyes.

On the contrary, the huge room was very tidy, only the LV and sunglasses that Chen Lu casually threw on the bed lay there in a mess.

Other than that, there was only the sound of water.

Dewey stepped up, and curiously went to the bathroom door to eavesdrop.

Chen Lu and Lin Yilin were indeed inside.

It seems that not only did the two not quarrel, but they seemed to have reconciled quickly.

Because the conversations that came out faintly were all lingering and disgusting.

Dewey, who has a carefree personality, couldn't help shivering. He was about to open the door and go in to scare the two of them, when he suddenly heard Lin Yilin say that he wanted to go to another place to play.

The travel enthusiast, who was already on summer vacation, suddenly gasped.

Zheng Luolai, who was smoking next to him, wanted to cover his mouth before it was too late. A few seconds later, Chen Lu's handsome face, still dripping with water, appeared at the door grimly: "What are you doing here?!"

Zheng Luolai was almost thrown to the ground by Dewey. He laughed and said: "Haha... You didn't go to the appointment tonight and you didn't pick up your phone. I'm afraid you won't think about it. Come and have a look. I'm kind.”

His tone seemed like he hadn't done any such immoral thing as eavesdropping.

Chen Lu gave him a room card after drinking with him a few times when he was back in Beijing. Now that his lover returned, he naturally reached out and said, "I forgot to tell you, give me the spare room card."

From the first moment he saw Lin Yilin, Zheng Luolai knew they were inseparable.

Being able to be together again at about this moment is also a good ending.

He took out the card from his wallet and threw it to Chen Lu: "It seems that you have changed your luck recently."

Chen Lu rolled his eyes: "Yes."

Zheng Luolai couldn't see his dark psychology of consummation of love and made trouble again: "Someday treat us to dinner, no, it's too cheap for you..."

"It's all right, you can choose according to your choice, and leave as soon as you have nothing to do." Chen Lu promised impatiently, wishing to drive away the uninvited guest immediately.

Dewey, who had been holding back for a long time, interjected weakly, "Where are you going to travel, please let us go too..."

Chen Lu naturally wanted to go to the world of two with Lin Yilin, so he refused without hesitation.

Ever since the last trip to Hangzhou ended without a problem, Bai Xia did not allow Dewey to run around the world without permission. Zheng Luolai is useless now, all his hopes are on His Royal Highness, so he can only pretend to be pitiful again. Let him play with himself.

For a while, there was a dispute over the bathroom door.

The sad Lin Yilin sat in the bathtub in embarrassment and couldn't move, finally broke out and shouted: "Chen Lu, get out and close the door!"

Zheng Luolai held Dewey's arm: "Let's go first, don't disturb others."

After speaking, he smiled strangely at Chen Lu, and dragged Ermeng, who was clamoring to play, out of the room.

-

Dewey, who was dragged all the way into the elevator, finally struggled to break free from the hooligan's shackles, patted the new T-shirt extorted from the hooligan's house, and said, "Why, I'm going on a trip."

Zheng Luolai played with the lighter in boredom: "Be careful when you are a light bulb."

"Then what's the matter, the three of us used to live in the same dormitory..." Dewey muttered and felt that something was wrong, he frowned and asked, "Don't you hate Lin Yilin very much? You are afraid that I will disturb them today."

Hearing this, Zheng Luolai was slightly startled, and then looked around and said to him: "Where do you want to go, I will take you there, anyway, I am free."

This is true. His relatives are afraid that he will come back and take control of the business in the mainland, and they have basically emptied him recently.

Dewey lowered his head and refused: "I'm not going."

Zheng Luolai glanced at him, then suddenly hugged Ermeng and smiled: "You've been acting weird today... Do you feel embarrassed?"

"I don't have to be embarrassed by me, I have a lot of experience! I..." Dewey yelled halfway, but was blocked by a sudden kiss.

The faint smell of tobacco on Zheng Luolai's body is becoming more and more familiar, which is really an ominous sign.

Before Dewey, who was about to lose his mind, could struggle, the elevator door opened slowly.

He was so frightened that he pushed Zheng Luolai away vigorously, stared in astonishment at the few middle-aged men who were frightened outside the door, and instantly turned into the color of a tomato.

Zheng Luolai wanted to pull his hand, but Dewey threw it away forcefully.

Ermeng, who was completely messed up, rushed out and shouted: "There are plenty of people who are better than me, go and find new happiness, don't be obsessed with me anymore!"

After speaking, he rushed out of the hotel lobby with lightning speed.

Zheng Luolai has seen more of the world, and doesn't care about the eyes of others, so he calmly walked towards the coffee area next to him.

While walking, he sent Chen Lu a text message: "Be careful of the tragedy repeating itself, repeating the same mistakes, why take it seriously?"

His Royal Highness replied quickly: "You don't have a precious wife, you don't know what love is."

baby.love.

Such sweet and greasy words made Zheng Luolai frowned slightly.

He found the sofa and sat down, casually ordered a cup of latte, and then thought blankly, people are so selfish, so utilitarian and so vain, in fact, it’s good to be happy with each other, why should anyone be regarded as a treasure, and let himself be humbled alive ?

In fact, maybe not.

Some people... are not selfish and vain.

But that's because of two, right?

Is it hard to make a second mistake?Is guilty two cute?

probably not.

So words such as someone and baby are probably far from each other.