wife is too sweet

Yu Yang followed Zheng Qi to the backstage.

Right above this position is the stairs, and the top of the wall is sloped, making the space a little cramped. Fortunately, it is mainly used to store drinks and sundries. There are also a lot of black shirts on the penultimate floor of the floor cabinets, which should be worn by the staff. .

Zheng Qi got a little hot from dancing, he leaned in front of the cabinet, standing slack, drinking water, while fanning himself by pulling the collar of the sweater, seeing Yu Yang coming in, he unconsciously stood up straighter.

The atmosphere in the bar is lively, the sound of the performance comes from the muffled wall, there is a brief buffering feeling, Yu Yang is still looking at his phone, he feels that Zheng Qi is watching him, and suddenly has a quick wit: "For you—" He said, He handed those flowers to Zheng Qi.

Zheng Qi took a sip of water, his cheeks puffed up, and his facial contours quickly returned to normal. He looked at Yu Yang, and turned away expressionlessly.

Do not want.

Yu Yang was afraid that he would be really angry, so he moved closer and said softly, "I didn't disclose your WeChat."

Zheng Qi looked at him.

"If you don't believe me, look at your phone, is there any new friend reminder?"

Sure enough, Zheng Qi took it out and took a look. The WeChat interface was very quiet, without any red flags.

Yu Yang shook his phone: "It's all here with me——" As he spoke, he began to describe his 'plan' with Du Chen, saying that he would create an account with Zheng Qi, which would be used to resell idle supplies.

Zheng Qi became dizzy when he heard this, and made a pause gesture: "Isn't your phone tied to my card?"

"Whoever thinks that the money makes a lot of money!" Yu Yang became nervous as soon as he lied. Du Chen told him before that he mainly wanted to use this matter to match his relationship with Zheng Qi. Oolong is an oolong. It's better than no relationship.

The Yu family is not short of money, others don't know, but Zheng Qi has a deep understanding.

The atmosphere was inexplicably awkward, Yu Yang couldn't find anything to say, so he flicked through his phone.

Zheng Qi saw something flashing on the screen and said, "Let me see."

"What?" Yu Yang raised his head and met Zheng Xi's soothing gaze. His temples were wet, and his cheeks were slightly flushed because of dancing. This appearance reminded Yu Yang of the scene when Zheng Xi came down from the basketball court before. ——He is number 17, not to mention sweating profusely. He is drinking water, but keeps his eyes on the court. Occasionally, he passes the ball, and a sense of urgency flashes in his eyes.

"That account," Zheng Qi touched the tip of his nose, "shoes."

"Don't show it, don't show it."

Saying that, Yu Yang hurriedly hid the phone behind his back.

Zheng Xi insisted on watching, even the more Yu Yang hid, the more he wanted to snatch it. In the end, he didn't know where Zheng Xi scratched Yu Yang. Laughing lightly, Yu Yang didn't pay attention to what was behind him, then there was a loud bang, the whole cabinet started to jingle, the glass above his head was shaking, Yu Yang stood on the spot, not daring to make a sound.

"Did it fall?"

Yu Yang held his breath and concentrated.

"It didn't fall."

Looking up again, Yu Yang saw Zheng Qi propped up in front of the cupboard with one hand and the goblet on the top floor with the other hand, and carefully straightened the cup.

The two were very close, Yu Yang was only one centimeter away from Zheng Xi's jaw line, his heartbeat accelerated unconsciously, Zheng Xi also just lowered his head at this moment, and the air seemed to freeze.

Heavy metal music came to his ears, and the sound of drums hitting the wall, the sound was light and heavy, like a weapon hitting a rubber tire, mixed with a slight smell of alcohol, and the lights were dim. Zheng Qi felt his heart was burning. He closed his eyes naturally, leaned In the past - Yu Yang's heart was about to jump out of his throat, the phone slipped in the palm of his hand, he closed his eyes, tiptoed a little, and went up, just when he was about to touch Zheng Qi's lips, there was a 'knock—', there was something It touched his forehead - it was Zheng Qi's baseball cap.

Zheng Qi opened his eyes and realized instantly that he didn't take off his baseball cap, tilted his head, slightly arched his body, and looked down again to find something.

"Brother Zheng——" someone shouted outside the door, Yu Yang was taken aback, and subconsciously opened his eyes. Except for the moment of waking up every day, he had never been so close to Zheng Qi. One can't help but imagine the kiss of the end of the century.

The footsteps were getting closer, and someone pushed the door, "You are here, I have been looking for you for a long time—" Before he finished speaking, Yu Yang quickly kissed Zheng Xi, and because Zheng Xi turned his head, the kiss fell on him on the left cheek.

Soon, Yu Yang stood up straighter to make himself look normal.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, there was a boy in a loose T-shirt standing at the door, whom Yu Yang didn't recognize.

"Ahem..." The boy scratched his head uncomfortably, pretending not to notice the abnormality: "Lao Yang is looking for you, I'm running errands..."

He backed out and closed the door, but Zheng Qi held onto the door, "Come here."

As he said that, he looked back at Yu Yang, stretched out his hand, and signaled to take him out together. Yu Yang was so nervous that his palms were full of sweat. He was afraid that Zheng Qi would feel uncomfortable, so he had to grab his sleeve and hold it through the fabric of the sweater. hold his wrist.

As soon as he entered the corridor of the bar, the light was completely dimmed, and the noise made Yu Yang feel safe.

Zheng Qi walked slowly, turning his wrist from time to time, lifting his fingertips up, as if he was worried that Yu Yang's hand would slip.

Even with a slight rotation, Yu Yang felt Zheng Xi's bones, a little hand, and a tight touch between his grips. He just followed behind Zheng Xi, his baseball cap hidden in the darkness, and they were going where?Yu Yang didn't know, he felt that as long as he followed Zheng Qi, he could go anywhere.

Passing through the aisle, they turned seven times and eight times, and finally they came to a booth in a remote place on the second floor.

Yu Yang felt that the man in the lead looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before, and soon Zheng Qi punched him and greeted him, "Old Yang."

Boss Yang looks to be in his 30s, with thick eyebrows, tall, and his facial features are a bit vicissitudes. He joked: "Can we still play today? Here—" He said, looking at the venue with distaste, and said to himself : "Hey, we are all idlers."

Everyone laughed, and Zheng Xi smiled generously, "It's not an outsider."

As he spoke, he leaned over and asked Yu Yang what he would like to drink, and Yu Yang said, "I'm a little hungry."

He drank sweet and sour wine at night, and he wanted to eat for no reason.

Boss Yang asked someone to pass the dessert list to Yu Yang: "Order whatever you like, it's best to ask for your opinion."

These people are cheerful and familiar with each other. Yu Yang quickly adapted to them. He listened to their chats while eating dessert. It turned out that Zheng Qi knew Yang Lang during the game before. The two had similar personalities and had a good relationship.

It was only these years that Yang Lang gradually retired from the competition, his wife also opened a local beauty salon, and his life became more stable, so he thought about running a bar.

Zheng Qi said 'very good', and unconsciously glanced at Yu Yang with a slight smile in the corner of his eyes.

Life is quite unpredictable, and Zheng Qi, who is the most independent, married early, but judging from the state of the two of them, life must not be bad.

On the way, Yu Yang went to the bathroom, and Yang Lang asked Zheng Qiyuan whether he would like to participate in the bar management, because he lacked a partner.

When Yu Yang came out, he happened to hear Zheng Qi say: "Recently, the base training is very busy, and I will lead people to compete in July."

Yang Lang was tacit about his being a coach, and his tone was very light: "Talk to your brother if you have anything to do, don't be shy—" Zheng Qi smiled, his eyes stopped on the wine glass, and he nodded slowly.

The flame suddenly lit up, Yang Lang held the fire light, and when he smoked, he turned his head slowly, and slowly spit out the circles of his eyes: "You are not like me, the little thing in our house, who sticks to my father's front and father's back all day long." People, if you have a chance, you still want to do something."

"Ah."

Zheng Qi responded.

"How about uncle and aunt?"

Zheng Qi said, "Very good."

Listening to their chatting with each other, Yu Yang felt that Zheng Qi had a good relationship with them, at least not the group of people who were undervaluing and exaggerating at the class reunion.

At the class reunion that day, Yu Yang actually felt sorry for Zheng Qi, but judging from the current situation, Zheng Qi's real friends are all hidden in places he can't see—that's right, it's easy to add flowers to the cake, but it's hard to send charcoal in the snow.

The icing on the cake is what a good friend is.

But Yang Lang had a saying that Yu Yang remembered, he didn't know what Zheng Qi was thinking now.

It was past 12 o'clock at night, and it was not easy to take a taxi around. The surrogate driver called by Yu Yang hadn't come yet, and the sky was dark. The two of them were bored waiting, so they wandered around.

"Hey!" Yu Yang imitated Zheng Qi and patted his left shoulder, but it appeared on his right.

Zheng Qi searched around before finding him: "What's wrong."

Yu Yang followed behind Zheng Qi, stepping on his shadow, jumping up and down, "It's nothing, just calling you."

"Drink too much?" Zheng Xi pressed his forehead with the back of his hand.

"I don't have a fever!" Yu Yang waved his hand away.

Zheng Qi said: "Mom said you can't let you drink too much, it's easy to get hotheaded."

Yu Yang snorted, "I often get hotheaded."

For example, I like Zheng Qi.

Seeing that he couldn't stand still, Zheng Xi didn't know whether it was because he was sleepy or because he drank a little too much. Logically speaking, Zheng Xi didn't give him some high-alcohol alcohol, so he wouldn't be able to drink so much wine, but Yu Yang jumped around him a few times. He fell down and almost staggered again, he clamped Yu Yang's head with his arms worriedly.

"Hey——" Yu Yang waved his hand like an octopus, "You stuck my neck."

Zheng Qi reluctantly let go, but Yu Yang made a gesture to escape, he tightened his arms again, and Yu Yang yelled and screamed in his arms.

"Walk well," Zheng Qi looked at him, "Don't let go when you fall."

Yu Yang vowed cautiously: "Don't fall."

As he spoke, he still tried to open his eyes wide, the moon above his head was very round, but why there were two of them, Yu Yang 'choked' for a moment, then fixed his eyes, finally there was one, and he became more sober.

After making sure that he can go by himself, Zheng Qi let go of his hand. He looked at his phone: "The driver will arrive in 10 minutes."

I don't know if Yu Yang listened or not, followed behind Zheng Qi, kicking something, like the sound of stones rubbing the ground lightly.

The two walked one after the other, Zheng Xi turned sideways to wait for him from time to time, and heard Yu Yang muttering: "Don't tell me anything, and even say that I am not an outsider, &*&&...&...%￥ ￥#..." Zheng Xi didn't understand the next few sentences.

"What?" Zheng Qi put one hand in his trouser pocket, stood under the moonlight, and looked at Yu Yang quietly.

Yu Yang suddenly raised his face and said loudly: "You tell others, but don't tell me!"

"what."

Zheng Qi smiled, and felt that Yu Yang was very special when he was angry. He was wearing a casual jacket today, and his hair looked messy, but it felt soft and full. Zheng Qi couldn't help rubbing his hair.

Yu Yang dodges nimbly and doesn't want him to touch it.

He was tired from walking and didn't want to go, pointing at Zheng Qi: "You—" He hiccupped, and then said: "Stop!"

"it is good."

Zheng Xi stood patiently in place.

"I'm asking you!" Yu Yang wanted to raise his right hand, "Swear to the moon!"

Okay, swear to the moon, Zheng Xi stretched out his hand cooperatively.

Yu Yang sniffed, as if he couldn't breathe: "Tell yourself - say - what do you like to do."

It turned out that this was the matter, Zheng Xi withdrew his hand, put it in his pocket, tilted his head and said, "Yu Yang, you are very annoying."

But his tone was very heavy, like a sponge jumping into the sea, with a little helplessness in the corner of his eyes, and he even started to walk backwards.

Yu Yang wanted to catch him, but Zheng Qi refused, so he was very angry: "You're so smart!"