Pick up a zombie and raise it together

He froze suddenly, and his fingers tightly grasped his hand. Zhang Cheng couldn't help being moved while he was snickering.

"Is it okay..." When he spoke again, he couldn't help but draw a long tail, which actually carried a hint of coquettishness.

Bai Wuyang's head finally nodded: "Well...Xiaoshi is going to move there too."

"This... let's talk about it later." Zhang Cheng hesitated, he didn't think Jiang Yibin would agree.

Bai Wuyang hugged him tightly: "No, we have to move."

"Xiao Shi will lose his temper."

"move."

"He's a child, it doesn't matter if he's in this room, he's been here for so long."

"move."

"Hey, why are you more like a child than him?"

"move"

"..."

Zhang Cheng nestled in Bai Wuyang's arms, with black lines all over his face, this guy was really as stupid as ever, where did his cute appearance when he confessed his love just now?

Jiang Yibin also worked part-time in his spare time, and he and Xiaodan had to support him and Xiaodan with that little salary. It was already at the end of the day, so after receiving Zhang Cheng's notice, he refunded the rent and moved to The only room left in Bai Wuyang's house.Bai Wuyang has always been a man of action. On the first day they moved in, he started to tear down Pi Xiaodan's bed.

"Uncle, Uncle Xiao Yang wants to drive me away!" Knowing his intention, Yan Lingshi immediately fell into Zhang Cheng's arms crying.

Zhang Cheng's heart immediately softened into a ball: "Xiao Yang, you still don't want to tear it down."

"That's right, and don't do to others what you don't want done to you. You should understand this truth, right?" Jiang Yibin, who was standing at the door eating an apple with Pi Xiaodan, took the opportunity to express his opinion.

Bai Wuyang remained silent and continued to act.

"Woooo...he just wants to drive Xiaoshi away." Yan Lingshi's tears fell even more fiercely, and his pink and tender face was set off pitifully, "You don't want Xiaoshi anymore..."

"Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang!" Zhang Cheng walked over with Yan Lingshi in his arms, and pressed Bai Wuyang's hand, "Xiao Shi is used to sleeping in this room."

Bai Wuyang's movements stopped, and he frowned and looked at Yan Lingshi in his arms.

The little boy Yan Lingshi still had tears on his face. He stretched out his little hand and gently touched Bai Wuyang's arm: "Uncle Yang, I go to bed very early at night and sleep soundly. I watch everything. not!"

"..." Zhang Cheng's brain suddenly stopped thinking, what and what... What does Xiaoshi mean?He must have misunderstood it!

He is a four or five-year-old kid, right?

"I really can't see it!" Yan Lingshi poked Bai Wuyang again with his fat finger.

Bai Wuyang's frowning seemed to relax a little: "Okay."

Zhang Cheng's face was full of black lines again, bastard, in fact, what he was worried about at the beginning was not teaching bad children, but being inconvenient to do things!

"No!" Zhang Cheng roared angrily. Immediately, the eyes of the audience, one big and one small, and the audience at the door all turned to him. Yan Lingshi's eyes were filled with grievance, "Uncle, it turns out that you are the one who doesn't want me..."

Zhang Cheng suddenly froze, and after thinking for a long time, he added under the gaze of everyone: "Then... At least add a partition in the middle..."

Sure enough, compared to someone, his aura was simply weaker.

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51. Aged Vinegar ([-])...

Soon, a thick partition was erected in the middle of the room of the three of them. The partition was picked by Yan Lingshi himself at the decoration company. It was carved with exquisite vintage engravings and even some small hollows.

Although Zhang Cheng repeatedly stated that the sound insulation effect of such a board is not ideal, he was finally defeated by Yan Lingshi's pitiful little eyes.

Zhang Cheng held a grudge, thanks to the fact that he liked a man, if he had such a virtuous son in the future, he would probably be tortured to death.

Then, for a long time, Zhang Cheng's life was extremely comfortable and comfortable. Those little ghosts who were making trouble all day seemed to have made an appointment, and suddenly disappeared. Zhang Cheng couldn't help but wonder if the ghost world was here What kind of carnival is held, Bai Wuyang also has some gentle attributes for the first time, coupled with Xiaoshi and Xiaodan's coquettish and obedient all day long, Zhang Cheng even has the illusion that he is spending his old age in peace.Living peacefully and working smoothly, Zhang Cheng was relieved, and even his appetite improved a lot. He drools when he sees delicious food, and most of the snacks he bought for Yan Lingshi went into his stomach.

Eat well, sleep well... Cough cough, well, because of someone, he may not have had enough sleep, but his complexion is indeed much better than before, and his whole body has a tendency to gain weight.

Zhang Cheng probably also belongs to the type who is looking for random things when he has nothing to do. When he is free, he feels a sense of responsibility for everything he sees.

Pi Xiaodan's favorite is to lie on Zhang Cheng's body when he has nothing to do. Zhang Cheng whispered while hiding from Bai Wuyang: "Little Dan, you are not a cat now, you are a human! You can't stick to me!"

Pi Xiaodan looked at him pitifully, but still didn't speak fluently: "You, you let me hug you before."

Zhang Cheng suddenly realized that as a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, it is actually a very troublesome thing if he can't even speak clearly. Therefore, he added another daily job, which is to teach the little egg to speak and speak. ... Literacy.

I bought a lot of elementary school textbooks, Pi Xiaodan and Yan Xiaoshi have to learn aoe and 123 in front of him for two hours every day.

Zhang Cheng then discovered that Yan Lingshi knew how to write. When he picked up the pencil, he held the brush in a decent posture. He bought him a pen, ink, paper and inkstone to try, and the written characters turned out to be imitated. kind.

"Hey, you said that ancient people were different. Even children can write so well." Zhang Cheng excitedly shouted at Bai Wuyang, who had been sitting lazily on the sofa, and then suddenly realized, "Hey, you didn't write like this before." Should it also be written with a brush? Come, come, try!"

Bai Wu looked at him lazily, not at all interested in getting up and trying.

Zhang Cheng simply went over in person and pulled him up from the sofa: "Hurry up, don't be shy..."

Bai Wuyang looked at him helplessly, picked up a pen and wrote two words on the rice paper - "Zhang Cheng", with force piercing the back of the paper, full of pen and ink.Yan Lingshi's slightly childish font can't be compared with him.

"Very... not bad." Zhang Cheng looked at the name on the paper, and felt a little awkwardly sweet in his heart. He choked back the praise he had prepared, "Hey, don't you just write idioms or something casually when you show off your brush?" , even Xiaoshi wrote "Guotai Minan", you really..."

Although these words sound like complaints, the meaning of complaints is definitely as small as a sesame seed.

Bai Wuyang obediently lifted the pen up again, and added two more characters in front of "Zhang Cheng" - "My Wife".

The little girl Yan Lingshi read the words on the paper carefully: "'My Wife Zhang Cheng'! I know that 'Wu' is the 'Wu' in Uncle Xiao Yang's name, and it also means 'I'. The meaning of these four words is to say... um..."

Zhang Cheng stretched out his hand to cover Yan Lingshi's mouth with black lines all over his face, and looked at Bai Wuyang angrily: "What is my wife, it should be my husband! My husband!"

Therefore, the end of angering my wife is that Bai Wuyang also has an extra daily job, which is to guide Yan Lingshi's children to practice calligraphy.

Zhang Cheng now seems to suddenly have a sense of mission to be a parent, and he wants to raise his children into talents.

In the spare time of nurturing, he caught Jiang Yibin vigilantly and interrogated him: "Abin, do you understand what your feelings for Xiaodan are?"

Jiang Yibin looked at him as a matter of course: "I don't understand, do you understand?"

Zhang Cheng slapped him across the face: "You brat don't talk well!"

"Brother Cheng, you are not that kind and amiable Brother Cheng now, you have been spoiled by Bai Wuyang and become the Supreme Emperor!" Jiang Yibin protested angrily, covering his head.

Zhang Cheng blushed, but then he realized something was wrong: "Why is it the Supreme Emperor and not the Emperor?"

Jiang Yibin looked at the sky: "Bai Wuyang is the emperor, you are just empty air, no one has the final say."

"!!!!" Zhang Cheng was so choked by him that he almost couldn't get up, Jiang Yibin also took the opportunity to sneak away quickly, and before he slipped away, he said seriously: "Don't worry, Brother Cheng, I'm definitely a big fan of Xiaodan. Seriously, it's truer than pearls."

"Fuck you!" Zhang Cheng finally regained his temper, picked up a disposable cup and threw it over, and the more he thought about it, the more unpleasant it became.

Taishanghuang?Is he that old?

Moreover, he is the emperor and I am the emperor, so what is the relationship between the two of them?

Sure enough, some people really can't live a happy life, and when they are free, all kinds of messy thoughts can pop up.

Speaking of old age, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but went back to the full-length mirror in the room and looked in the mirror. There were no wrinkles on his face.How can he be a young man in his 20s, how old can he be?

"You're fat!" A voice came out of his heart suddenly, and Zhang Cheng immediately felt worried again.

Think about Bai Wuyang's tender face, and his muscular body... Well, he does seem to be a little fat now.

He lifted his shirt and took a picture in the mirror, good guy, now even his belly is out.

He doesn't like drinking beer very much either. How could he grow a beer belly like others at a young age?

Bai Wuyang, who had just finished teaching brush calligraphy, opened the door and walked in. Zhang Cheng looked over with distressed expression: "Why do you think my stomach is getting bigger and bigger? Have I been drinking beer recently?"

Bai Wuyang's eyes dimmed, and he walked over to wrap his arms around him from behind, and pinched his stomach with his hands, once and for all.