gentle captain zheng

Just as Zheng Xuan exited the chat page, he saw a head leaning over, quickly pressed the black screen with his hand, and looked up.

Xiang Nan glanced at the dark phone screen, then at him, and lazily said: "Let's keep a low profile, Team Zheng. Don't understand my mood, but also understand your wife's girlfriend fan's mood, or your CP fan's mood." , this broken team will rely on you to sell yourself for glory."

Zheng Xuan said with a smile: "Thank you for reminding me."

Xiang Nan looked at his bare fingers again, leaned closer to him, hooked his shoulders, winked, and asked softly, "Really? You gave me all the rings? Who is it?"

Zheng Xuan avoided answering: "Don't care who it is."

Xiang Nan stared at him for a while: "I'll check it out for you and analyze it. Anyway, we have to meet sooner or later."

"Okay, we'll get to know each other when the time comes." Zheng Xuan basically admitted it openly, but refused to say who it was.

Although Xiang Nan had teased Zheng Xuan and Jiang Mingchen before, it was not aimed at Jiang Mingchen himself, so he really didn't think of it all at once.

"Don't tell me who it is?" Xiang Nan was unconvinced, "Believe it or not, I'm now notifying the whole team that you're dating?"

Zheng Xuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's almost time to accept it, Xiang Fu, just a horoscope, don't scare me away."

"Oh, can you scare it?" Xiang Nan rubbed his fists, "Then I will send a group message quickly, just to scare people away."

Zheng Xuan didn't believe that he would really do this, so he didn't stop him.

Sure enough, Xiang Nan had a sense of propriety. He waved his mobile phone in front of his eyes for a long time and threatened him for a long time. Seeing that he was unmoved, he slapped him on the back resentfully: "It's boring."

Jiang Mingchen rolled on the bed for more than ten minutes, until he was dizzy. He just stopped when he heard the door ringing. He stepped on his slippers to open the door: "Who?"

"Your uncle."

"..."

Jiang Mingchen put his hand on the doorknob and didn't want to open the door anymore.

After a few seconds of delay, the person outside the door kicked the door impatiently: "What are you doing? Open the door."

Jiang Mingchen took a deep breath, took off the ring, solemnly put it in his wallet, and then opened the door. He looked expressionlessly at Zhao Liao who had already kicked the door several times, and didn't intend to speak.

Zhao Liao's hair was a bit disheveled, his clothes were still the same as when he went out yesterday, and he yawned dejectedly. His body smelled strongly of a mixture of cigarettes, alcohol, and various residual perfumes. Jiang Mingchen was used to it.

When he was abroad, Zhao Liao even smelled of marijuana mixed with him.It may not be that Zhao Liao smoked it himself, but the gang of dudes who hang out with him are really not good people.

"What are you doing at the pestle door?" Zhao Liao pushed Jiang Mingchen away impatiently, stretched his arms back as he walked in, and said without looking back, "I brought you something to eat."

Jiang Mingchen didn't pick up the bag in his hand.

Zhao Liao walked a few steps, frowned and turned around: "Go on!"

"What are you doing?" Jiang Mingchen asked.

"Sleep, what are you doing?" Zhao Liao angrily threw the bag in his hand on the table next to him, "I lost my room card and I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep with you. The team is on vacation today, you said in the group Voice."

Jiang Mingchen had nothing to say, and he didn't bother to talk to Zhao Liao anymore, so he packed the luggage he brought over by himself.Originally, I only planned to stay for one night, so I didn't bring anything.

After packing up, he sat on the sofa and played with his mobile phone.

【private chat】

Zheng Xuan: Have you eaten lunch yet?

Baby: Not yet.

Zheng Xuan: Eat with teammates?

Baby: no.They are all gone, today is a temporary holiday.

Zheng Xuan: Still in the hotel?Order you a takeaway?

Zheng Xuan: Hey, if I knew it earlier, I could have stayed a little longer.

Zheng Xuan: We just finished eating and are ready to go to the airport.

Baby: You suddenly talk too much→. →

Zheng Xuan: Don't like it?

Baby: My typing speed is noticeably faster.

Zheng Xuan: Do you like soup?

baby:……

baby: you type slowly

The effect was immediate, and Zheng Xuan didn't reply to the message for a long time.

Jiang Mingchen laughed until his facial muscles were sore, he adjusted his expression, and continued typing.

【private chat】

Baby: I order takeaways myself, and I am not a primary school student.

Baby: I just feel that it took a long time for you to reply to my messages before.

Baby: It's so fast that I can't even reply.

Baby: Is the hand speed of a professional player ==?

baby:?

Baby: Really slow?

Baby: I'm not telling you to ignore me [to finger] [poor]

Zheng Xuan: I was checking out the whole team, and the manager felt uncomfortable.

Zheng Xuan: Okay, but you must eat it. Eat something to nourish your stomach. Let me order some soup. I ate too many snacks last night.

baby:＞＜

Zheng Xuan: Next time I will show you the hand speed of a professional player^^

Baby: =///=

Zheng Xuan: ^^ I know you can take care of yourself, but I still want to take care of you.

"Who are you chatting with?" Zhao Liao said suddenly on the bed.

Jiang Mingchen turned off his phone and looked up at him: "Netizens, read jokes."

Zhao Liao wasn't suspicious either.

Jiang Mingchen used to be like this in foreign countries. It was very strange. He would ignore people when he saw them. He couldn't type a few words, but he could laugh at himself when he saw a bunch of messy things on the Internet. He was as good as a primary school student. Chatted well.

"Go eat something." Zhao Liao scratched his messy hair and yawned again, with the intention of asking for credit, he glanced at Jiang Mingchen quietly, and added, "There are quite a lot of people queuing up, I'll take a detour I went to buy it, it’s very popular on the Internet now.”

Jiang Mingchen's tone was very calm: "I ordered takeaway, you can eat by yourself."

"Do you want to eat or not?" Zhao Liao's voice suddenly rose, "I've been waiting in line for half a day, like an idiot."

Jiang Mingchen took a deep breath, got up to pick up the bag of things, opened the carton, and saw a box of small cakes that were squeezed out by the fall just now, and the shape was horrible.

"I don't want to eat." Jiang Mingchen tried to reason with Zhao Liao in a calm tone, "I ate a lot of supper last night, and I was a little tired. I wanted to eat something, but I didn't want to eat dessert. And I fell like this."

Zhao Liao frowned: "What did you have for supper?"

"I participated in the haunted house adventure in the same city last night. I met a dog. I didn't play anymore, and everyone dispersed. Anyway, I went out, so I ate at the night snack street."

"Oh." Zhao Liao thought for a while, then laughed at him again, "I'll go, adventure in a haunted house, are you childish?"

As Zhao Liao said, he got up from the bed, squatted in front of the coffee table, and reached for the small cake: "Then you can eat some, too. I stood in line for half a day, and I was laughed at. It's delicious. I'll eat it with you, and you can eat it together." Eat one."

Jiang Mingchen had something in his heart, and he didn't want to get into too much trouble with Zhao Liao, so to save face, he took a small cake, took a bite, and ate it slowly.

Zhao Liao was happy now, took a big bite, stared at him while eating, and leaned over to kiss him suddenly.

Jiang Mingchen hurriedly dodged back, frowning at him.

"The sneak attack failed." Zhao Liao was quite content with himself, and he didn't get angry. He squatted back and continued to munch on the small cake.

Jiang Mingchen felt that Zhao Liao's emotions had become more like crazy.

Children are not as fickle as he is. He has one thought after another, and he doesn't know what he is thinking at all.

Zhao Liao ate quickly. Jiang Mingchen hadn't taken a few mouthfuls of the one in his hand before he took the third one. With a circle of cream around his mouth, he said as he ate, "I'm choking to death, bring me some water."

Jiang Mingchen got up and brought him a bottle of water.

"Unscrew it."

Jiang Mingchen unscrewed it for him.

Zhao Liao took a few sips of water, wiped the cream on his mouth casually with a tissue, took out his mobile phone and pressed it a few times, entered the camera mode, held it up and said to Jiang Mingchen: "Come and see here, continue to eat your food." , just look at me."

Jiang Mingchen didn't want to talk to him, and continued to complete the task with his head down.

Zhao Liao didn't care too much, just took a few pictures like this, felt good about himself, leaned over again, wrapped his hand around Jiang Mingchen's neck with the little cake, hugged it to his side, leaned his head affectionately, put the cake to his mouth, and Raising the mobile phone with one hand, he urged: "You do the same, pretend to eat, look at the camera, and laugh."

Jiang Mingchen turned his head away, not cooperating.

"Only one!"

Jiang Mingchen turned his head further away, leaving the back of his head for Zhao Liao's cell phone camera.

Zhao Liao persuaded him a few times with nice words, and seeing that he was still disobedient, he became angry again, threw away the phone and the cake, pushed Jiang Mingchen onto the sofa, pressed his leg against his leg, and pulled Jiang Mingchen's hand. clothing.

Jiang Mingchen and Zhao Liao wrestled into a ball on the sofa, struggling from the head of the sofa to the end of the sofa, and even punched Zhao Liao in the face with his fist.Seeing that Zhao Liao was still entangled, Jiang Mingchen touched the phone in desperation and smashed Zhao Liao's head hard, again and again.

Zhao Liao regained consciousness after being hit by Jiang Mingchen. He hesitated for a while, and looked a little confused. He just felt that Jiang Mingchen was very different today, but he couldn't say exactly what was different.

He thought about it casually, and felt that he had realized it, so he got up resentfully, and pulled his clothes: "I put my clothes next door, you find someone to open the door for me, and I'll go take a shower."

He felt that it was probably his own smell that angered Jiang Mingchen.