half life after rebirth

Yang Chen felt that they were like a bride and groom who were about to get married.

Zhang Ming bought a lot of things today, including bed sheets, but he even bought toothbrushes, towels and other toiletries, and even bought floor lamps and some decorations.

"I bought a lot of things today." Yang Chen put the bag in his hand on the ground, and put the leather shoes he took off into the shoe cabinet.

Zhang Ming counted the things on the ground: "I think there is still something missing, so I can only remember it and buy it."

"Oh." Zhang Ming was really considerate.

"Before I knew it, it was eleven o'clock, Xiaochen, help me clean that bedroom, I'll cook." Putting the things in his hand aside in an orderly manner, Zhang Ming went to wash his hands.

Holding the rag, Yang Chen felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

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The author has something to say:

The state is not good these days, and there are too few more, sorry everyone╭(╯╰)╮

It will be fine starting tomorrow

Thank you Kanwen for your support, school will start soon, and your new semester will be smooth (≧▽≦)/

26. Men and women ([-])

Nan Yao didn't come out during lunch and was still sleeping in the bedroom.Zhang Ming saved some extra food in the refrigerator for her to eat warm after waking up.Yang Song had a lunch break after the holiday on May [-]st, and went to bed after eating, and soon there were only Zhang Ming and Yang Chen at the table.

"Did you leave enough food for her?" Yang Chen asked.

"Enough, she is losing weight and can't eat much." Zhang Ming said casually.

"Shouldn't you persuade her to eat more? She doesn't look fat at all now, and she has a good figure." Yang Chen said in surprise.

Zhang Ming put a piece of eggplant into Yang Chen's bowl: "She knows what her figure should look like, so I can't say anything. But you, you read more and more lately recently, you should eat more food."

"I'm a big man, so I know how much I should eat." Why Nan Yao knows it well, and he has to take care of it when he comes here.

Zhang Ming looked at Yang Chen tenderly: "Is 17 a big man?"

Yang Chen lowered his head: "It seems so."

Zhang Ming smiled: "It's just what it looks like."

After the meal, Zhang Ming took the initiative to take over the job of washing the dishes, and asked Yang Chen, who had cleaned up before, to sit aside and rest.

"Do you want to sleep for a while? I'll call you when the time is up." Zhang Ming sat next to Yang Chen after washing the dishes.

Yang Chen leaned on the sofa, raised his head, and covered his eyes with the back of his right hand: "I won't sleep anymore, the time is too short, I can't fall asleep."

Yang Chen has been rubbing his eyes since he left just now, Zhang Ming asked concerned: "Is your eyes uncomfortable?"

"Well, it's astringent and itchy." Yang Chen's movements of rubbing his eyes gradually accelerated.

"Stop rubbing, lie down." Grabbing Yang Chen's wrist, Zhang Ming supported him to rest on his lap, and pressed the acupuncture points next to Yang Chen's eyes, "Put on your glasses when you go, If this continues, the degree will increase.”

"Will it be?" Yang Chen opened his eyes.

"Well, a friend of mine didn't wear glasses when he was young, but when he measured his reading again later, it increased by several hundred." What Zhang Ming said was true.

"It's better to wear it when you feel uncomfortable, it will be uncomfortable if you wear it all the time." Yang Chen complained.

Zhang Ming pinched Yang Chen's nose involuntarily: "Aren't you feeling uncomfortable now? Put some eye drops later."

Yang Chen rubbed his nose and sat up quickly: "This is not allowed in the future, even if I am not thirty, I am already seventeen."

"I know." Pressing down on Yang Chen's shoulder, Zhang Ming continued to press acupuncture points for him.

Today's dinner was not made by Zhang Ming and Yang Chen. When they returned home, the dinner was ready, and Yang Song was sitting obediently with Nan Yao, eating braised noodles.

Seeing Yang Song's familiarity with her, he should have met her before.

"Father, Father Zhang, come and eat noodles. The noodles made by Aunt Nanyao are delicious." Yang Song happily brought them a bowl full of braised noodles and chopsticks.

The two bowls were placed side by side on the right side of the dining table, Zhang Ming and Yang Chen naturally sat next to each other.

"Try to see if my level has improved." Nan Yao stopped what he was doing and focused on Zhang Ming's expression.

Zhang Ming put a few sticks into his mouth, and said with a smile, "That's right, it's much better than before."

"Even you are sure, you can go back and make it for my old man."

With Zhang Ming's affirmation, Nan Yao was very happy.

"Father, hurry up and eat, it's really delicious." Yang Song stood up, picked up the noodles and fed them to Yang Chen's mouth.

"En, it's delicious." Yang Chen blushed being fed by a child in front of outsiders.

"Xiao Chen, your skin is thinner. I have never seen you blushing before when Yang Song fed you." Nan Yao felt that Yang Chen who was 30 years old and blushing was very cute. "I have seen more exaggerated ones before."

Worried that Nan Yao might say something superfluous, Zhang Ming hurriedly said, "Hurry up and eat, it will be cold in a while."

Say a few words less.

This is what Zhang Ming said on his lips.

"What's more exaggerated?" Yang Chen looked at Zhang Ming.

"Probably some TV show."

Of course Yang Chen didn't believe Zhang Ming's answer, and it was difficult to ask now, so he had to eat in a low voice.

"Zhang Ming, I cooked the rice, you go and wash the dishes." Nan Yao took his bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen, turned on the TV, and sat on the sofa watching TV leisurely.

"En." Zhang Ming replied.

"Let me help you." Yang Chen cleaned up the table and took the things into the kitchen.

"I can do it by myself, you go read a book or watch TV."

As soon as Zhang Ming finished speaking, Yang Chen heard Nan Yao's voice in the living room: "Xiaochen, come and watch ghost movies with me."

Yang Chen was going to watch TV, but when he heard that he was watching a ghost movie, he began to hesitate.

"Go ahead. The ghost movies she watches are all about zombies. They're not scary at all." Zhang Ming said softly after catching the water.

"Then I'll go."

As Zhang Ming said, zombie movies are not scary. What makes Yang Chen feel uneasy is that Nan Yao turns his head to stare at him from time to time, opens his mouth but doesn't say a word.

"Sure enough, people are not stupid anymore, and watching zombies with you is no fun." Nan Yao picked up the remote control in frustration, intending to change channels.

"I watched zombie movies with you when I was stupid?" Yang Chen asked curiously.

"Yeah, when I watched it, I asked me questions while crawling into my arms, asking me to protect you." Nan Yao raised the corners of his mouth when he remembered watching zombie movies with Yang Chen in the past.

"I'm a big man, why would I sneak into your arms?" Yang Chen said in embarrassment.

"So, if you're not stupid, it's no fun." Nan Yao sighed.

Pressing it a few times and finding that there are really no good TV shows, Nan Yao put down the remote control and decided to take a shower.

"Zhang Ming, I'm going to take a shower, do you have shampoo ready for me?" Walking to the door of the big bedroom, Nan Yao shouted against the wall.

"Well, it's all in the bathroom in the living room."

Nanyao went to the bathroom, and sure enough, she found a white plastic bag inside. The shampoo and shower gel contained in it were her usual brands.

Carrying the bag, she walked into the big bedroom: "Zhang Ming, I'm going in to take a shower, you can come in and tidy up after I'm done washing."

The bathroom in this large bedroom is made of glass, and the movement inside can be seen to some extent.

Zhang Ming, who was making the bed, raised his head: "You wash in that bathroom outside, why should I go out?"

"Isn't this big bedroom of yours prepared for me?" Nan Yao asked.

Zhang Ming was puzzled, "This bedroom is in his favorite color from the sheets to the quilt cover. How could you think it was prepared for you?"

Nan Yao started to mess around, pointing to the black bear on the bedside table: "I even put the bear here, this bedroom is mine."

Zhang Ming picked up the black bear and handed it to Nanyao: "Is this a gift from you to Xiaochen? If you want it now, you can take it to the opposite side yourself. I thought it was ugly from the beginning."

When she came to Zhang Ming's house, Nan Yao liked this bedroom very much, and today she is determined to live here: "Let Xiaochen sleep here, maybe he will remember that unpleasant incident."

Nan Yao quickly used his trump card: "Be careful that you will never be happy in your future life."

"Don't worry, he won't remember it." Zhang Ming said lonely, even if he wanted Yang Chen to remember the past, he would not remember it.

Zhang Ming pushed Nan Yao out of the bedroom door and shouted, "Xiaochen, come in."

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The author has something to say:

Meow, being considerate is for Xiaochen...

I'm going to write another article╭(╯╰)╮

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I even wrote the bathroom as a toilet, so I decided to come over and change it

, all kinds of embarrassment

27. Men and women ([-])

Yang Chen sat in the living room, staring at the TV without blinking, but his attention was all on Zhang Ming.Hearing Zhang Ming calling him, he stood up and walked in.

"What's the matter?" Nan Yao stood at the door and refused to leave, so Yang Chen could only stand behind her.

"Let you see how the room is cleaned up." Zhang Ming stretched out his hand to grab Yang Chen's arm, Nan Yao stepped aside, and Yang Chen entered the door.

Standing in front of the big bed, Yang Chen looked at Zhang Ming beside him in puzzlement: "Isn't this bedroom cleaned up for you and Nan Yao?"

"Xiao Chen, don't think that way, this bedroom is for you." Zhang Ming didn't understand why Yang Chen had such thoughts, Zhang Ming quickly explained.

"Yes, this