Please be more reserved

After saying these two words, Li Zhuo kept his chin resting on Cheng Zhiyuan's shoulder.When he was coaxing people, he didn't feel the shame inside, but he blushed when he said it later, because he was afraid that Cheng Zhiyuan would see him, so he didn't move.

Like him, Cheng Zhiyuan didn't move.

He slowed down, and when he was about to break the silence, his wrist was held and his arm was raised up, a touch of coolness touched his palm, and the coolness lingered in his palm.

Cheng Zhiyuan's voice came out from the palm of his hand, low and magnetic: "I'm glad we're not in the hotel."

Li Zhuo heard what he meant, and mercilessly pushed the person in front of him away, and walked along the lake by himself.

Cheng Zhiyuan stood on the spot and couldn't help laughing a few times, and slowly followed behind him: "I'm just joking, don't be angry."

Li Zhuo quickened his pace.

Cheng Zhiyuan had no choice but to say, "Slow down, I can't keep up."

Li Zhuo's pace slowed down, Cheng Zhiyuan stepped forward and walked side by side with him.

In the night, the two people beside the lake walked side by side, their hands seemed to have a tacit understanding, and their fingers intersected and disappeared at the end of the lake.

Moon Festival.

Li Zhuo had a Mid-Autumn Festival show, and after the show was over, the organizer arranged a dinner.

After accompanying Sister Li to say hello to some important people, Li Zhuo endured for a long time and was finally able to pick out some delicious-looking pastries with a plate.

Holding the plate, I found a clean place to sit down, and relieved the fatigue of the whole body with delicious food.

Cheng Zhiyuan returned to Tongcheng for the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, but unfortunately he was in another city.

Just as I was thinking about my boyfriend, my phone received a photo from him.

In the photo is a plate of moon cakes with words below.

I made it myself and left it for my boyfriend to eat.

Li Zhuo took a picture of the cakes on his plate and sent them to Cheng Zhiyuan.

The photo was sent out, and the side of the sofa was sunken. He glanced sideways, and after seeing the person sitting next to him, his expression froze for a moment.

Then he returned to normal, and his tone became eccentric: "Isn't this President Xiao Wen?"

Wen Yi froze when he sat down, as if he was sitting on a soldering iron instead of a sofa, and took a sip of the wine in his hand to hide his embarrassment.

"I'm sorry about what happened last time."

Li Zhuo stuffed a mouthful of pastry, if the pastry was not soft and the top was powdery, he would probably spit it out indecently at this time.

It was red and raining, and Wen Yi actually apologized to him.

After thinking about it, the only reason was Cheng Zhiyuan.

What magic power does Cheng Zhiyuan have that can turn a squawking chicken into a quail.

Thinking of all the past, Li Zhuo couldn't hold back, and responded to him: "It seems that Mr. Wen has been educated by Mr. Wen. Now Mr. Wen, who is polite, looks much more pleasing to the eye."

Wen Yi drank another sip of wine, and wanted to pinch his toes in embarrassment, but he couldn't hear Li Zhuo's eccentricity.

He is not afraid of heaven and earth, he is afraid of Cheng Zhiyuan, Li Zhuo has Cheng Zhiyuan behind him, he is still Cheng Zhiyuan's person, bullying Li Zhuo is tantamount to bullying Cheng Zhiyuan, and he will die in the end.

What's more, he came here because he wanted something from others.

"That... I was really wrong."

Seeing that he was really admitting his mistake, Li Zhuo put away his joke: "Yeah."

No matter what kind of relationship Wen Yi apologized to him for, the things he did did no real harm, but they affected him to some extent.

His apology is acceptable, but forgiveness is not necessary.

Wen Yi saw that his attitude softened: "Can you talk to Cheng Zhiyuan, just... tell my dad not to send me away again."

Li Zhuo swallowed the pastry in his mouth with a calm expression.

It was for this.

He said perfunctorily, "Oh."

Wen Yi thought he agreed, and was elated: "Really! Do you still have enough to eat, I'll get you some more."

"After eating so much, I must be thirsty. I'll get you something to drink."

Li Zhuo was a little funny when he saw his courteousness, but at the same time he felt that this man was a fool to put it bluntly.

Like Cheng Zhiyuan, they are both spoiled by their families, how can one be so sensible and the other so hard to explain.

People are more than people, really maddening.

Not long after the party ended, Li Zhuo regretted that he had accepted Wen Yi's apology.

Hot search headlines:

#Li Zhuo Baoyang#

#李烧文奇The dinner party is intimate, suspected...#

#文奇强强接婚, Is this the corruption of morality, or the loss of human beings#

Li Zhuo met Sister Li's eyes in the car, he wanted to explain: "If I say, he came to ask me to forgive, would you believe me?"

When asked, even Li Zhuo himself did not believe it.

Because the hot searched photo happened to be him sitting on the sofa, with Wen Yi kneeling in front of him.

Coincidentally, the photo did not capture the drinks and pastries in Wen Yi's hands.

However, Wen Yi did this action entirely because Wen Yi was too doggy and didn't stop the car when he ran back.

Between throwing himself on top of him, and stopping on his knees, he chose the latter.

The rest of the photos are scattered random ones that Wen Yi sat next to him and snapped some random ones.

Sister Li was quiet for a long time, and said, "He still misses you?"

"I think he has forgotten the pain of being beaten into a pig's head by Xiao Cheng."

Li Zhuo was silent.

This wronged Wen Yi, he never dared to forget, otherwise he wouldn't treat him like a dog.

Sister Li: "I still want to grab your black material, but now even the little thorny old man has done it himself."

Li Zhuo felt that Wen Yi was really wronged this time.

Of course, he didn't completely rule out that the trending search was caused by Wen Yi.

Just thinking about it, Sister Li was puzzled.

He asked, "What's wrong?"

Sister Li said: "The trending search has been withdrawn."

Li Zhuo brought the tablet over. He was usually afraid that hot searches would affect his mood, so Sister Li forcibly deleted the hot blogs on his phone, and he could only watch hot searches on Sister Li's tablet.

The top of the tablet is white.

There is a line of red words in the middle of the white interface: This topic has been deleted.

Pull down and refresh with your finger several times, it is indeed deleted.

He clicked on other hot search topics, and all of them were deleted.

There are no entries on the hot search.

Sister Li sighed from the side: "Which kind-hearted person removed the trending search for you, tsk, don't provoke some big boss unintentionally."

"I hope not. When the time comes, there will be another Wen Yi, and I won't be able to live a good life."

Sister Li sent Li Zhuo home.

Li Zhuo took the elevator upstairs, and when he got out of the elevator, he accidentally saw a figure at the door of his house.

His eyes suddenly lit up, twinkling with stars, he started to run over, but stopped the car immediately, stood reservedly at the elevator entrance, and called out to the person at the door: "Cheng Zhiyuan."

Cheng Zhiyuan's gaze shifted from the phone to him: "Yes."

Li Zhuo was stunned, he never expected Cheng Zhiyuan to have such a cold and indifferent attitude.

At that time, the door opened.

It was Li Li who came to open the door.

Li Li glanced at Cheng Zhiyuan at the door, then saw Li Zhuo at the elevator entrance: "Brother Zhiyuan."

"Brother, you are back, why are you standing so far away?"

Cheng Zhiyuan looked away: "I brought mooncakes."

With that said, Li Li made way for him to go in.

Li Zhuo looked at Cheng Zhiyuan from a distance, didn't look at him more, and walked into his house with moon cakes in his hand, the familiar appearance made him think that this was Cheng Zhiyuan's house.

Seeing him not moving, Li Li asked, "Brother, are you not coming in?"

Li Zhuo said "Oh" and entered the house.

After Li Li came to open the door, he went back to the study to do his homework. Before entering the door, Cheng Zhiyuan stuffed two mooncakes for supper.

Li Zhuo stood at the door changing his shoes, looking at the sofa in front of him with an ascetic expression, the flowers of the kaolin cannot be picked.

Before, when Cheng Zhiyuan saw him, he wished he could be a conjoined twin.

Today's Cheng Zhiyuan is not quite right.

The whole body exudes the breath of not entering the stranger.

He rubbed his arms deliberately: "Cheng Zhiyuan, it's cold."

Without raising his eyelids, Cheng Zhiyuan took the remote control of the air conditioner on the coffee table and turned the air conditioner up a few degrees.

Li Zhuo: "..."

So love disappears, right?

After changing his shoes, he resisted the urge to go over.

He stood there in a daze, not speaking, not moving, looking at Cheng Zhiyuan.

Cheng Zhiyuan felt a resentful gaze, and the person at the door seemed to intend to maintain a posture of being beaten to death like a bamboo pole.

He was finally willing to look up.

After getting along for so long, he can clearly feel Li Zhuo's character.

If he continued to be indifferent, the people at the door would not be willing to move for fear of freezing to death there, and they might stand in a stalemate with him until dawn.

He stretched out his hand helplessly: "Come here, give me a hug."

Li Zhuo was overjoyed, without showing it on his face, walked over unhurriedly, stood by the sofa, his hand was grabbed by Cheng Zhiyuan, and moved forward.

Unable to stand still, he jumped directly on top of him.

Quickly stand up and ask him: "You are not in a very high mood today, what's the matter?"

Cheng Zhiyuan took out the mooncake, brought it to his mouth, and said one word monotonously: "Eat."

Li Zhuo ate too much pastry at the banquet, and now he can't swallow a mouthful, avoiding the moon cake: "I can't eat it, you let me eat it tomorrow."

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I never thought that when the people around me put the mooncakes away, they leaned against the sofa, their movements were dignified, and they stared at him indifferently.

"Well, eating other people's food is very enjoyable, and I don't even look at it."

His eyes were hurt and wronged: "So, love will disappear, right."

Li Zhuo: "?"

Why are these words so familiar?

Cheng Zhiyuan's words immediately reminded Li Zhuo of today's hot search, and asked cautiously: "Did you see the hot search?"

Cheng Zhiyuan looked at him with an expression of "you know it too".

Li Zhuo snickered from the bottom of his heart, he didn't notice it when we were not together, but now he finds out that Cheng Zhiyuan is the one soaked in vinegar.

"You won't be the one to withdraw the hot search, will you?" he asked.

Cheng Zhiyuan snorted softly, with a look of disdain.

Li Zhuo laughed: "Wen Yi, you should know better than me. He came here to beg my forgiveness, and let me beg for you by the way."

Cheng Zhiyuan raised his chin: "Then do you beg?"

Li Zhuo wouldn't beg, if he wanted to beg, with Cheng Zhiyuan's current state, he wouldn't dare to beg for fear of making him jealous.

"No, I don't know him well."

"It caused me to be on the hot search again, and I won't ask for death."

When Li Zhuo said this, he kept looking at Cheng Zhiyuan's expression, and saw his iceberg face loosen: "You don't really believe in the things on Hot Search?"

Cheng Zhiyuan put his arms around his waist, neither salty nor weak: "Trust."

Li Zhuo: "?"

"What do you believe!" He couldn't believe it.

Thus, Li Zhuo was pushed into someone's arms, and Cheng Zhiyuan's smiling voice came from above his head: "The netizen is half right, Li Zhuo was raised by me."

36、Parents

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