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After eating, it was already past 9 o'clock in the evening.

The two put the leftover dishes in the refrigerator, and the tableware was soaked in the sink. Liu Qijun was about to wash it, and Zheng Yuming said, "Keep it for tomorrow, and Auntie will wash it."

Liu Qijun said with a straight face: "It's not a good habit not to wash the dishes after eating."

Zheng Yuming also looked serious: "I hate washing dishes."

"..." Liu Qijun laughed, "Don't you keep it for your aunt every day? Don't you feel uncomfortable looking at it?"

Zheng Yuming was confident: "At least it proves that I am not very clean."

"..." Liu Qijun was helpless, "Let me wash it."

Zheng Yuming looked at him and asked, "Aren't you going back?"

"Are you going to drive me away?" Liu Qijun was a little disappointed, and forced a smile, "I'll leave after washing."

Zheng Yuming was silent for a moment, then said awkwardly: "I have a guest room."

Liu Qijun turned to look at him, and saw that the base of his ears began to turn red, and then smiled and said, "I'm going to wash the dishes."

He went to the kitchen, and the heat on Zheng Yuming's face subsided.

It seems that from the time he met this person, he gradually learned to compromise.

Try to let another person into my life, infiltrate into my life in all aspects, my colleagues and friends all know his existence, and will also make fun of the things between them, in those days that are too busy to meet each other, occasionally Think about what the other person is doing.

Liu Su said it was called worrying.

Zheng Yuming pursed his lips, worried about the ghost, even if he didn't see each other, he could still receive phone calls and text messages, so he didn't necessarily miss him so much.

He went to tidy up the guest room. In fact, the guest room was very clean. The aunt cleaned it every day, but Zheng Yuming still had to prepare some daily necessities.Fortunately, he is used to buying a lot of things when he buys things. There are unopened bathrobes, underwear, toothbrushes and toothpaste, towels and razors at home. These things are placed in the bathroom. Looking at the old and new items placed side by side, they look similar , There is an illusion that all of them are lovers' tools.

He thought of the toothbrush cups he just bought today, took them in, and placed them side by side, feeling awkward looking at them.

There is an illusion that he has carefully arranged the couple's home... Although their relationship is indeed a couple, this kind of behavior always makes him feel ashamed, as if he is eager to give the other party a reason to enter the house.

He shook his head, stopped thinking about it, and went to the study to read.

After Liu Qijun finished his work, he searched for a long time before finding him in the study.

He found that Zheng Yuming really likes to read. There is a whole wall of books in the study, and there are many books and notes on the desk.

Zheng Yuming looked up at him, let him sit casually, and continued to bury his head in his book.

Liu Qijun didn't want to disturb him, so he took a novel from his bookshelf, which turned out to be science fiction.But he didn't care, as long as the two of them were in the same space, he sat down on another chair and started reading.

To be honest, he doesn’t like reading at all. When he used to have nothing to do, he would watch TV with his parents, go out to eat, drink and play mahjong with friends, or play billiards with a group of people. Speech is simply something that aliens would do.But when he sat with Zheng Yuming and was infected by this atmosphere, he was able to calm down and read the book—well, every time he couldn't read it, he looked up at Zheng Yuming, kept his eyes closed for a while, and continued to read the book.

The quiet atmosphere in the study was the same as usual, but Zheng Yuming could clearly feel the subtle difference.There is one more person, even if he doesn't speak, there is still an invisible sense of oppression, even if he doesn't look up, he can feel the burning and gentle gaze on his face.

He read the book for a long time, but gradually he couldn't read it, his mind was flying wild, so he had to close the book.

Looking up again, I found that Liu Qijun was holding a book and fell asleep with his head down.

Zheng Yuming: "..."

Sure enough, he can't be expected to be a quiet and handsome man.

He put the book away and called him: "Liu Qijun, wake up."

Liu Qijun opened his eyes in a daze, saw his magnified face, stretched out his hand and sat him on his lap, hugged him and sniffed, and said vaguely: "Have you finished reading the book?"

Zheng Yuming's forehead twitched. He actually hated this kind of intimacy like treating him like a child, so he pushed Liu Qijun's head away, frowned and said, "Don't hug me, get up and take a shower."

Liu Qijun noticed the displeasure in his tone, and looked up at him: "Are you unhappy?"

"No."

"Yes." Liu Qijun said seriously, "Yu Ming, I may be a bit careless, and I may say wrong things and do wrong things, and I may not realize it. Now that we are together, I don't want you to be unhappy, so if I do something wrong What, you must tell me. If there is anything you don't like, you must also let me know."

Seeing how serious he was, Zheng Yuming thought about it and said, "I don't like this..."

"How?"

"This way..." Zheng Yuming looked down at his thigh, "I don't like you always hugging me like a child."

"..." Liu Qijun was choked by him, his mind was a little confused, and he managed to organize his words. When he explained, he even felt a toothache, "Well, Yu Ming, this is not... not for children..."

Zheng Yuming looked at him with a dazed expression.

"This..." Liu Qijun couldn't help laughing, "This is normal between lovers. I like you, I want to get close to you, I want to hold you in my arms... This is a way of expressing intimacy."

Zheng Yuming: "..." But why did he still feel like he was treating a child.

Liu Qijun couldn't help kissing the corner of his mouth—how could he be so cute?

"You can get closer to me in the future." Liu Qijun teased him with a smile, "I don't mind if you hug me like this."

Zheng Yuming: "...Forget it." He imagined this scene in his mind and got goosebumps all over his body.

"Okay, I'm going to take a shower." Liu Qijun put him down and stood up by himself. Before he had taken two steps, his phone rang.

"Don't you want this kind of time?" Liu Qijun covered his face and lamented. After struggling for a while, he still took out his mobile phone. When he saw it, it was Zhou Han who hadn't seen him for a long time.Remembering that I haven't seen each other very much recently, I quickly picked it up, "Zhou Han?"

"Da Liu, where are you? Come out and play!" Zhou Han was very noisy there, and it sounded like a bar, "Your boy has been a monk these few months? You can't even see ghosts!"

Liu Qijun was angry: "Did you do it on purpose? Call when the meal time is over, and you don't want to check what time it is!"

"The nightlife has just started, and the time is just right! Hey, are you coming or not? Are you still working overtime?" Zhou Han stopped him with an excuse, "I've already asked, you're off today!"

"Even asking about this, how idle are you!"

"Better than you." Zhou Han and the others greeted a few words, and continued to shout, "Hurry up, Big Liu! We're all waiting for you!"

Liu Qijun glanced at Zheng Yuming and asked him, "Who's there?"

"Who else can there be? Kou Xin, me, Qianshao and Qianshao have a friend. There are not many people, oh yes..." Zhou Han chuckled, "Could you be on a date? Last time The blind date?"

"Yeah." Liu Qijun gave an affirmative answer, which quickly aroused Zhou Han's warm welcome: "Call them together! It's so lively!"

Before Liu Qijun refused, he hung up the phone.

"Going out?" Zheng Yuming asked.

"Zhou Han and the others are playing at the bar." Liu Qijun looked at him, "Do you want to go there together?"

Zheng Yuming shook his head: "Forget it, I don't know them well, so go."

"Let's go, let's go together, you guys have met before, you are all my friends." Da Liu put his shoulders on him, "Have you ever gone to the bar to hang out?"

"Few people go there, it's noisy, and it's dirty." Zheng Yuming's face was not very good, "There are all kinds of people in a mess."

Liu Qijun looked at him: "Have you been accosted?"

Zheng Yuming nodded.

"Male and female?"

"...all of them."

"What to do, I'm a little jealous..." Liu Qijun squeezed his arm, "Let's go, let's go play together, it's so boring to be bored at home."

Zheng Yuming had no choice but to agree.

He went to change into a set of boring black shirt with ripped jeans, and then found out a set of loose T-shirt and jeans and threw them to Liu Qijun: "I bought it once and wore it once. The size is too big, so I haven't worn it. You can try it." Can't wear it."

Liu Qijun has lost a lot of weight recently, and when he puts on a change, it fits him well.A low-necked gray T-shirt was attached to his upper body, and dark blue jeans tightly wrapped his long legs, making him look tall and long-legged. His broad and straight shoulders and thin waist were also set off by the clothes, which made him a bit aggressive.He rubbed his neck uncomfortably. He had never worn this style of clothes before, which made him feel very awkward.

Zheng Yuming looked straight ahead.

He has always known that Liu Qijun is in good shape, with broad shoulders and legs, long eyebrows and big eyes, but since this guy's usual taste in dressing is too vulgar, at first glance, he feels that he exudes a strong ruffian air, and he can't wait to tear off his wrinkles. Clothes like crumpled fabrics, now changed to Zheng Yuming's clothes, coupled with his piercing eyes and clear and handsome facial features, the whole person's temperament changed suddenly, from a local ruffian to an idol drama hero, handsome Get blood all over your face.

"This collar..." Liu Qijun trembled, "Why does it feel like he's hooking up with someone?"

Zheng Yuming said in his heart, the way you look now, isn't it just to hook up with someone?But he didn't say it out, after all, he bought the clothes by himself, who knew that wearing his own lazy and ill-fitting clothes for him would make him completely flirtatious?He took out a long leather rope pendant from the drawer and put it around his neck: "Wearing this, it matches the clothes better."

"Oh, I'm a man, what kind of necklace do I wear!" Liu Qijun wanted to tear it off, but was held down by Zheng Yuming.

"If you tell me to wear it, you can wear it. Why are there so many nonsense?" Zheng Yuming pulled him to the bathroom, scratched his hair, and sprayed some perfume on him, which made Liu Qijun sneezed three times in a row.

Zheng Yuming: "..."

Liu Qijun hid behind the door far away: "Honey, I'm just a layman, can we stop dressing up like we're going on a date?"

Zheng Yuming took a deep breath and said, "Going to the bar, are you wearing your clothes that have been smoked?"

"Then...then you don't need to wear perfume...the smell of perfume is everywhere in the bar, it's bad enough."

Zheng Yuming was too lazy to tell him about perfume, so he took care of himself casually, went to the closet and took out two trench coats, one for each, and said calmly: "Let's go."

Liu Qijun weighed the brown thin long trench coat in his hand, and always felt that his wife wanted to dress him up and go out for a stroll!

When he arrived at the entrance, when the shoe cabinet was opened, Zheng Yuming changed his leather shoes and threw him a pair of black carved boots: "Put them on."

Come on, this master is going to complete his role as a stylist tonight.

Liu Qijun had no choice but to change it honestly. After all, his daughter-in-law's aesthetics seemed much more reliable than him.

Thinking of his group of unscrupulous friends, Liu Qijun was a little apprehensive, wondering what those mean-spirited guys thought when they saw him change in such clothes?He was still the one driving the car when we went there, and when we got to the place, the two of them went inside without hindrance. The waiter who led the way seemed to be much more enthusiastic than usual, and even the smile on his face looked gentler than before.

Liu Qijun looked down at the clothes, could it be the so-called...a person depends on clothes?