Professional dismantling

When eating in the evening, Zhao Yao stared at a table of dishes of different colors and delicious flavors, and almost didn't shed tears of emotion. When he got up early in the morning and saw Liu's mother busy in the kitchen, it was more satisfying than seeing his own mother. Tears welled up in people's eyes.

"Hey, slow down..." Zhao's mother couldn't take it anymore seeing him gobbling, her eyes were full of distress, and she suddenly remembered the life that the child had lived abroad two years ago, and she was very busy. Put a bowl of soup next to him, "No one will grab it from you, drink some soup, and be careful not to choke."

"Hmm..." Zhao Yao answered vaguely, took a gulp of soup and drank it all, "You don't know, I feel like I'm finally alive, and I won't stay at home anymore during the holidays, I'd rather Go out and see the sea of ​​people."

"Didn't Xiaoyen say that you still cook ribs..." Zhao Ma laughed, "I'm planning to let him show off when he has time."

"Okay, try again on the weekend someday." Qin Yin promised very readily.

"Please forgive me..." Zhao Yao looked constipated, "Ask Aunt Liu to make a real stewed radish with pork ribs tomorrow night, and quickly let me return to normal taste."

Zhao Ma laughed loudly, and gave each of them braised pork with chopsticks, "Sure, list out what else you want to eat, let Liu Ma buy it tomorrow morning."

"Has the heating in your room been fixed?" Qin Liming, who hadn't spoken since he sat down, suddenly asked, his face turned towards Qin Yin.

Only then did Zhao Yao recall the scene when Zhao's mother saw Qin Yin sleeping in his room before the two of them went out. At that time, he lied and said that the heating in his room was broken and asked him to spend the night.

In fact, after thinking about it, there is a big loophole in this statement. There are so many rooms in the house. Although there are only two rooms on the second floor, there are many on the first floor. The customers are almost on the first floor. The bad relationship between Qin Yin and Zhao Yao in the past is not like it at all. She would take in Zhu'er for a night's sleep, but Zhao's mother believed it. Not only did she believe it, but she was very relieved.

Seeing what Qin Liming meant was that he was very concerned about this matter, although he wouldn't let people directly suspect it, but Qin Liming was not Zhao Shumin, and the bad relationship between the two had previous convictions, and the speed of clearing up their suspicions might be too fast.

"It's fixed." Qin Yin put back the smile on his face and replied without emotion.

"Just fix it..." Qin Liming took chopsticks and dishes into Zhao Mama's bowl, "You have been dishonest since you were a child, don't delay Xiaoyao's sleepiness, young people don't work well if they don't rest well."

This was said quite levelly, on the surface he was concerned about the sleep quality of young people, but Zhao Yao always felt that Qin Liming's attitude was a bit tough when he said this, he raised his eyes and glanced at Qin Yin, Qin Yin's face was not very good-looking.

Zhao Yao's heart sank for no reason, but there is one thing that Mr. Qin said the other way around. The reason why he sleeps badly is that he is not Qin Yin. Zhao Yao once fell out of a two-meter bed. The experience of lying on the head of the bed and waking up at the end of the bed in the morning abounds. Qin Yin sneaked over to snooze at night and found out once, and then pressed him to sleep every night.

Zhao Yao resisted more than once, and Qin Yin's reasons were so compelling, "I'm afraid you will fall again, I don't feel relieved if I don't hold you down."

Zhao Yao was quite speechless about this.

Of course, this is a digression. As for the change in Qin Yin's face, Zhao Yao is not sure whether it is because he will not be able to come to his room to sleep in the future, or whether Qin Liming treats him like a child and cares about how he sleeps at night, but this undoubtedly has to Let Zhao Yao face an unavoidable fact that he agreed to Qin Yin's love relationship on a whim, which is better than death by sight.

In the dead of night, Qin Yin came out of his room to look upstairs, the lights in the study on the third floor had already been turned off, he tiptoed to the door of Zhao Yao's room, and gently pressed the doorknob.

The door didn't open with a slight push as usual, Qin Yin frowned, and pressed it down twice, but there was no change except for a slight sound.

Wipe, it's locked.

Qin Yin scratched the door and then knocked lightly. In the past, there was a spare key in the flower bed on the side of the corridor. Later, Zhao Yao promised him not to lock the door and gave him the key. Now thinking about it, I really regret it.

Zhao Yao obviously listened to Qin Liming's words. He hadn't thought that Zhao Yao would think in other directions, but now that he locked the door, it seemed that he had already thought in other directions.

Qin Yin waited until the door didn't open, he tried to knock twice, but the sound was not loud, he didn't dare to knock loudly, for fear of quarreling Aunt Liu downstairs and Qin Liming upstairs.

This time, within three seconds, there was the sound of slippers walking, and then the door was opened a crack, Qin Yin immediately turned sideways to squeeze in, Zhao Yao pressed the door and frowned to prevent him from entering.

"Don't make trouble..." Qin Yin squeezed in again, "It's so cold." Qin Yin only wore a pair of baggy pajama pants, his upper body was naked, and everyone fell asleep again in the cold weather. There is no heating except in the bedroom.

Zhao Yao hesitated for a moment and loosened his pressure on the door, Qin Yin stabbed and slid in, the movement was smooth and smooth, and when Zhao Yao closed the door and turned around, the man had already climbed onto the bed and covered the quilt, seeing Zhao Yao He turned around and patted the empty seat next to him with a smile, "Hurry up, my wife will warm you up."

Zhao Yao thinks that Qin Yin is sometimes amazing, and every time he calls himself a daughter-in-law, he doesn't look like a daughter-in-law but still calls him happily. Those who didn't know thought he fell in love with this title.

"Get lost..." Zhao Yao cursed and walked towards the bed, "Your father..."

"Who cares about my dad..." Qin Yin interrupted him displeased, "The old man just loves to chatter, I sleep much better than when I was a child, believe me, I'm coming to my arms soon."

Zhao Yao sighed, lifted the quilt and lay down, Qin Yin immediately leaned over, put his left hand gently on his waist, Zhao Yao turned his face to face him, "Go back to your own room to sleep from tomorrow onwards." , I always feel like there is no end to this matter.”

After Qin Yin said this, Zhao Yao also felt that he was thinking too much, Qin's father would not see anything, but he was a little puzzled by the relationship between the two who are so good now, it is certain, once this person has curiosity and doubts He would want to answer questions, Zhao Yao has always believed in his intuition.

"It's not possible..." Qin Yin tightened his arms around his waist, "Just because of what my dad said, don't worry, he can't think so deeply."

"I know..." Zhao Yao was a little embarrassed to be held so hard by him, but he was surprised that he didn't have the idea of ​​telling him to let go. He was a little annoyed at his own mentality, "Be careful, I Not that mentally prepared."

What he said is true. He Li said that people should live in the moment and know how to enjoy themselves in a timely manner. He has a harmonious family, and he doesn't want to break the balance because of himself, at least not yet.

Qin Yin's chin rubbed against his temples and kissed his eyes with his lips, "Understood, go to sleep, I will sneak back tomorrow morning."

Zhao Yao was amused when he heard the second half of the sentence, "Why does it feel like having an affair?"

Qin Yin slid down and took a bite on his collarbone, "Since you said it was cheating, then if you don't do something, you're sorry for cheating."

"Fuck you..." Zhao Yao raised his hand and pushed him on the head, with a serious face, "Don't smell bad and don't want to be human!" After speaking, he felt a little helpless, "Why are you so excited every day?"

"To prove that I'm not much older than you." Qin Yin's head was pushed out by him, so he had to work hard on his hands, fingertips along the waist and eyes all the way down without ambiguity.

Zhao Yao: "You are not old, really, you are only five or six years older than me, and I have never disliked you for being old."

"Really?" Qin Yin's hands paused for a moment, and he laughed muffledly, and turned over to support Zhao Yao, "You have to take practical actions to prove this, your amnesia is quite serious."

Zhao Yao: "..." Greetings to your eight generations of ancestors.

Cao Wenjun, who was rarely seen before get off work on Friday, knocked on the door of Zhao Yao's office. Zhao Yao raised his eyes and looked amused, "It seems that you haven't come to see me since I moved here. What wind blows you coming?"

"Old Beifeng..." Cao Wenjun sat across from him without waiting for his invitation, and hooked the door behind him, "It's blowing loudly."

"You didn't come here to talk nonsense, did you..." Zhao Yao clicked on the mailbox and pulled expired, useless and unimportant emails into the recycle bin one by one, "You have to charge me for nonsense, today I've talked enough that my voice is at the point where my voice changes."

Cao Wenjun took a piece of steel out of his pocket and slapped it on the table, "It's worth a dollar."

Zhao Yao was amused, and reached out to pick up Gangbang and turned it around on the table, "Please."

"It's been a long time since we got together, how about going to play together at night?"

"Where are we going to play?" Zhao Yao stared at the spinning coins and asked, it was really bad luck, the chrysanthemum rushed up and lay on his back after three spins.

"Where else can I sing in the bar, or I can sing." Cao Wenjun looked at him and said, "Oh, don't think about it, just choose one, if you don't go today, you can't."

"Hey, it's hard to be controlled by a female ticket..." Zhao Yao looked at him happily, "Your expression is like that of a prisoner who has been locked up for 800 years and wants to let go."

"Have you ever seen a prisoner who has been locked up for 800 years and can still come out?" Cao Wenjun was speechless, "Let's float outside with a pile of bones."

"I've seen it for eight years, but I really haven't seen it for 800 years." Zhao Yao said solemnly, his father will have been locked up for almost two or eight years at the end of this month.

"Too lazy to be poor with you..." Cao Wenjun knocked on the table, "Have you chosen yet?"

"Drinking in winter is meaningless..." Zhao Yao pondered for a while and said, "Let's sing, where should we eat?"

"Don't worry about this. I've already booked the place to eat. After work, you can go with Liqing. I'll send you the reserved place on your mobile phone, and you can drive there." Cao Wenjun got up and walked out. , "I have to take a detour to pick up my wife."

Hey, Zhao Yao forgot about it when Cao Wenjun mentioned it, he took out his mobile phone and called Qin Yin.