best day

Jiang Yushang will be a good wife and mother, she doesn't talk much and always laughs.

It seems that she knows everything, and nothing can trouble her.

After arriving at Du's house for an hour, he cleaned up the kitchen, and steaming hot dishes were brought out soon.

Dewey was dying of hunger, so he hurried over to taste it: "It's delicious!"

Jiang Yushang smiled: "Then eat more and call your brother."

Dewey rushed to the living room with his chopsticks: "Brother! It's time to eat."

Of course Du Yi didn't want to face this woman, he entered the restaurant after a while and sat down silently.

Jiang Yushang filled rice for the two of them, and then sat down on the edge of the table with a small bowl: "Last time you said that the ribs in the restaurant are not good, try this..."

"What on earth do you want? It's interesting to force others? Do you understand that I'm not interested in you?" Du Yi's usual politeness was completely gone, and his eyes were even a little aggressive.

Dewey, who stuffed his mouth full of food, was frightened.

Jiang Yushang's face turned pale, and she was no longer as calm and confident as usual.

She stood up and said, "I'm sorry to bother you, I'm going home."

After speaking, he hurried out with his bag.

Dewey swallowed his food with difficulty and shouted: "Brother, what are you doing, hurry up!"

Du Yi, who was about to have a nervous breakdown by his parents, glanced at him: "Eat yours, don't meddle in adults' business."

Dewey hummed: "What's wrong with Jiang Yushang, what else are you looking for?"

"It's not a problem, I don't want to look for it at all." Du Yi seemed in a bad mood and didn't have any appetite to eat, so he went back to the bedroom.

Just as De Wei wanted to persuade his elder brother, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

It turned out to be a text message from Zheng Luolai: "Have you eaten yet?"

Dewey is now happy to chat with him: "I'm eating, how about you?"

Zheng Luolai didn't answer, just said: "There will be a video game exhibition in Shanghai next week, do you want to see it?"

This matter completely touched Dewey's cuteness, and he immediately called excitedly and said, "Go, go, what day?"

Maybe Zheng Luolai has really changed his ways, at least there is no more noise from the noisy nightclub over the phone, he smiled: "If you want to go, I will take you with you?"

"Bastard!" Dewey said the most recent mantra again.

Zheng Luolai: "I'm just asshole with you, what can I do?"

Dewey was annoyed: "I'll see for myself."

Zheng Luolai asked, "Do you have a ticket?"

Dewey ends.

Zheng Luolai said softly: "Well, come with me tonight, and I will take you there."

Dewey lowered his voice completely dumbfounded and was angry: "Did you make a mistake? It's only been a few hours since you let me go home! It's my fault if my parents didn't kill me."

Zheng Luolai smiled: "Just kidding, go to bed early, Mengmeng."

cute your sister...

Dewey looked at the hung up mobile phone with disgust and disgust, and didn't speak for a long while.

-

It is basically difficult to get a sunny day in the hands of a group of old foxes.

Beijing is regarded as the foundation of the Zheng family, and everyone in the family wants to make achievements in this precious land, get the approval of the old man, and compete for the final power.

So for Zheng Luolai who is so young and wants to be independent, going overseas is almost the best choice.

He had already given up control of the Beijing company and went to the United States. Now that he came back so suddenly, he must be unpopular.

In particular, Zheng Songyan turned a blind eye and closed his eyes all day long without expressing his position, which made the situation of his precious grandson even worse.

This night, Zheng Luolai had a headache flipping through the bad debts that his cousin threw to him, feeling a little exhausted.

The table is full of waste paper, the floor is full of cigarette butts, and even the notebook is about to crash.

Just when he was so annoyed, there was a slight movement from the door lock of the living room. After a while, Dewey happily jumped into the study and shouted: "Dangdang! Surprise!"

Zheng Luolai looked at this guy's T-shirt, shorts and sandals, he must have sneaked here while walking, and couldn't help sweating, "Aren't you afraid that your parents will scold you?"

"My dad is on a business trip, my mom is going to bed, and my brother is upset and ignores us!" Dewey put the takeaway and cold beer on the desk, and poked his head to look at his complicated documents: "This is all about what and what? What are you doing!"

Just as Zheng Luolai wanted to hug him and ravage him, Dewey suddenly rushed to the living room and shouted: "Keep busy, I have a football game to watch!"

The hooligan was speechless, and tapped the table with his slender fingers, feeling inexplicably much better.

He simply put those deceptive things aside, took a can of beer and sat down in the living room: "Where is it, I will watch it too."

Dewey snorted coldly: "Fake fans, go away!"

To be honest, Ermeng really didn't realize that Zheng Luolai had any hobbies, and she was lukewarm about anything, as if she was always catering to others.

Zheng Luolai raised her eyebrows, gulped down half a can of beer, and then lazily lay down on Dewey's lap: "Look, I'm asleep."

Dewey was dumbfounded: "Um, go back to the house..."

But Zheng Luolai has closed his eyes, his long eyelashes are like a still butterfly.

Ermeng had no choice but to stretch out a thin blanket to cover him, then turned down the volume of the TV, and then focused on the TV.

The living room was dark except for the screen, and the two of them nestled together, giving them the warmth of home.

Zheng Luolai was teasing him at first, but when he got tired, he actually fell asleep.

Ever since he was a child, even his parents have never let him sleep peacefully like this.

It turns out that there is such a thing, such a feeling, such a simple desire to touch in this world.

What kind of trust can make a person fall asleep on another person's lap.

Zheng Luolai didn't imagine, nor did he dare to imagine.

-

The movement of the mattress sinking brought a faint wakefulness.

The hooligan who had slept for a long time opened his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "It's over..."

Dewey almost died of exhaustion holding him, and immediately jumped beside him: "Go take a shower, wash your face and brush your teeth!"

Zheng Luolai pulled him, hugged him and continued to be lazy: "No, I'm sleepy."

Dewey screamed: "No, I ate the chicken leg just now, is it dirty?"

"Not dirty." Zheng Luolai hugged her even tighter.

Ermeng doesn't know how many times he has lost his words. The person in front of him is so mature and bad all day long. Why has he become more and more self-willed recently, acting like a disobedient child.

Is it true that when you fall in love, people will become more and more two?

When Dewey thought of the word "love", he couldn't help but smile smugly.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Luolai, who should have fallen asleep again, suddenly said softly: "What I did to you, you are never allowed to do it to others."

The sudden words made Dewey stupid: "Huh?"

Zheng Luolai said, "Otherwise..."

He is not like Dewey who can't speak threatening words. On the contrary, the threatening language is extremely terrifying.

"Or we'll die together."

Dewey sprayed: "What's wrong with you, why are you dying?"

Zheng Luolai opened his eyes: "Suddenly I feel that if someone else sleeps on your lap like this, I can't accept it."

Dewey became more and more confused by him: "What's the big deal?"

"It's very big." Zheng Luolai tightened his arms: "...don't talk to me, I'm drunk."