Isn't it good to get married before dumping?

"Could you cut the onion for me?" Zhou Jianan was wearing an apron, his hands were covered with starch.

It was the first time Wen Yuan saw Zhou Jianan like this. He used to be a young master who didn't touch Yang Chunshui, but now he actually knows how to make pasta.

Wen Yuan helped his mother with housework when he was young, and later lived by himself, and his cooking skills are not bad.

"I didn't expect you to be able to cook."

Zhou Jianan stretched out his palm to test the temperature in the oil pan, turned off the heat to cool down, and was very enthusiastic about this topic: "You don't know how monotonous and unpalatable the food in Britain is. If you don't do it yourself, you will definitely have an eight-pack abs. would be eight ribs."

Wen Yuan smiled, and finished the work at hand, gathering the green onions into a small pile.

"Do you use it now?"

"I'll use it later," Zhou Canaan said.

Wen Yuan thought to himself, why call him here in such a hurry now.

But it’s all here, and it seems that it’s not good to leave after cutting, so I just watched from the side and asked him if there was anything he needed to help.

No, because Zhou Jianan called Wen Yuan in on purpose.

"Will you go back to Shanghai in the middle?" Wen Yuan found a topic.

Zhou Jianan: "There are two activities to go back to, and one in Beijing, and nothing else. What, do you miss home? You used to be arguing about your mother when you went out for two days."

Speaking of this, Zhou Jianan remembered that he had made an appointment with Wen Yuan and a few classmates to go hiking and camping. They agreed to go for five days and four nights. On the second day, he said that he missed his mother, and shed tears at the starry sky in the middle of the night. Go to Zhou Canaan's tent for comfort.

Wen Yuan pulled out a smile and said, "No, just ask casually."

He really just asked casually, in order to find something to chat about.

But that bitter smile and the words 'just ask' were immediately interpreted by Zhou Jianan as 'I miss my mother, but now there is no mother to think about'.

Zhou Jianan: "Auntie and uncle left in their sophomore year?"

"Yeah." Wen Yuan said, leaning against the kitchen counter: "The summer vacation when freshman was promoted to sophomore."

"How was the perpetrator finally sentenced?"

Wen Yuan: "Death penalty."

Zhou Canaan turned around, a little shocked.

"I hope he is the death penalty." Wen Yuan smiled playfully on purpose, so that Zhou Jianan felt that he was joking.

But the effect didn't seem to be good, Wen Yuan turned his eyes elsewhere: "Do you want to cut this little pumpkin?"

Zhou Canaan said no, the fish was about to be fried, Zhou Canaan turned around again.

Wen Yuan stood beside him helplessly.

"Canaan."

"Ok?"

The fish in the hot pan began to emit fragrance.

"Do you think I'm different from before? I'm very dull, boring, and always say spoilers."

Wen Yuan tilted his head to see Zhou Canaan's reaction.

Zhou Jianan looked back at Wen Yuan: "Why do you think so?"

"Don't you think?" Wen Yuan leaned closer: "I know I was pretty cute before. Although my studies are mediocre, I am very likable, aren't I?"

Wen Yuan looked straight at Zhou Jianan, but he didn't give himself an answer.

Forget it, Wen Yuan thought, maybe the current Zhou Jianan doesn't care about these things, he just needs to play the role of a loving husband well.

Wen Yuan lowered his head and smiled self-deprecatingly, then turned around and prepared to go out.

The moment he turned around, someone embraced him from behind.

"Xiaoyuan, if you feel comfortable, you can do anything, I like it." Zhou Jianan said.

Wen Yuan had a sore nose in a trance, then smiled, and once again sighed that he was worthy of being the actor.

Wen Yuan turned around and got into Zhou Jianan's arms cooperatively.He has a mixed smell of high-end perfume and oily smoke, dreamy and realistic.

"Should I cry and say thank you at this time." Wen Yuan said.

Zhou Jianan's movements became stiff, and after a while, he lowered his head to Wen Yuan's shoulder as if resigned to his fate, and gave a muffled hum.

Wen Yuan said, "Thank you, but your fish seems to be burnt."

……

During the meal, Zhou Jianan took the initiative to serve the rice, took the initiative to pick up the vegetables, and took the tissue to pat his back when Wen Yuan choked.

Wen Yuan was at a loss.

In the next few days, Zhou Jianan was busy promoting the film, and Wen Yuan was at home to catch up on orders. For a few days, Zhou Jianan couldn't come back from other places, so Wen Yuan wanted to go home for two days. It's really empty.

Wen Yuan went back to his home for two days, finished his work, Wen Yuan felt that something was wrong again, walked upstairs and downstairs several times, and finally sat on the stairs in a daze.

I sent out the list in my hand, thinking about starting to make a gift for Zhou Canaan.So I went to the market to buy materials. I haven't made sculptures for a long time. Next month, I will make a list for the boxing gym. First, I will make a hand impression of Zhou Canaan.

After visiting the building materials market all morning, Wen Yuan was exhausted.

The building materials market is far away from Zhou Jianan's home, one is in the lower suburbs and the other is in the city center. Wen Yuan looked at the pile of materials and worried.

Taking public transportation is unrealistic, Wen Yuan thought about it, and called a hustler.

The cost of pulling goods has caught up with his money for raw materials.

After more than an hour, he finally drove to the gate of the community, but the property owner refused to let him in.

"I really live there, I just moved here." Wen Yuan explained to the security guard that the Huolala driver next to him was getting impatient.

The security guard smiled: "But the resident you mentioned didn't register your name. Of course, you have an access card to get in, but the car is not allowed."

To no avail, Wen Yuan had no choice but to unload the goods at the gate of the community, preparing to carry them back by himself.

Wen Yuan asked the security guy for help, if there is a small cart or something, or help him move it.But still rejected.

A few days ago, Zhou Canaan's home was being renovated, and the security guard took it for granted that he was also one of the decoration workers. Although he was good-looking and exquisite, judging from the clothes he was wearing, he was undoubtedly a decoration worker.

Wen Yuan was glad that he was wearing old clothes, so he didn't feel bad when they got dirty when moving.

The things were too heavy, and Wen Yuan, who hadn't exercised all year round, stopped to rest halfway for the third time.

There are many celebrities living in this community, either rich or expensive, and he understands that the security is strict.It's just that I am too embarrassed now, but fortunately, there is no one in this community.

Zhou Jianan bought a recent air ticket, left Waiwai and the staff and came back early. When he drove into the community, he saw that the security guard seemed to be talking to him, so he lowered the car window.

"Mr. Zhou, people who have just been renovating have entered. Do you need me to coordinate the time so as not to run into each other at home?"

"Renovation? I finished the decoration." Zhou Jianan said.

The security guard danced and described the decoration worker: "A young boy, thin, with curly hair, wearing a pea green hoodie..."

Looking at Zhou Jianan's speeding car, the security guard scratched his head uneasy, could it be that he was a decoration worker, or... a illegitimate meal in disguise!

No wonder Mr. Zhou rushed in in such a hurry. In order to avoid accidents, the little security quickly followed the surveillance to see what was going on.

In the surveillance, I saw Mr. Zhou's car parked in front of the 'sasaengfan', angrily snatching the things from his shoulders and stuffing them into the car. The illegitimate fan was suppressed by Mr. Zhou's aura, and he did not dare to move. Then!

Then Mr. Zhou wiped the dirt off his cheeks, stretched out his arms and gave 'sasaengfan' a... hug? ? ?

Wen Yuan was still worried that he was a little dirty, and wanted to push it away: "I'm dirty, it's fine, he doesn't know we're married."

Zhou Jianan was annoyed that he didn't think of this, and he should have asked Weiwai to go to the property registration earlier.

"Let's go, someone is coming." Wen Yuan pointed to the two girls walking not far away.

Zhou Jianan took a look, and the two girls seemed to have spotted them. Zhou Jianan hurriedly put on the hat of the hoodie for Wen Yuan, took off his sunglasses, put them on Wen Yuan's face, and put his arms around Wen Yuan. Tucked into the co-pilot.

"Is it Zhou Canaan? Isn't it?" one of the girls excitedly said to her companion.

"My mother really is! She really lives in this community. Is the man next to him his boyfriend?"

Zhou Jianan nodded generously to the two girls, got in the car and left.

"I'm sorry if I was seen." Wen Yuan was a little apologetic.

Zhou Canaan: "Seat belt."

Wen Yuan: "Oh, okay, aren't you coming back tomorrow?"

How would Zhou Jianan explain that he grabbed a refund ticket and left the staff happily and came back by himself because he missed him a little bit.

"I'm going to join the group, come back and tidy up."

"That's right," Wen Yuan thought it was reasonable.

Wen Yuan was a little scared when he was about to join the group, he scratched his back itchy.

Zhou Jianan cast a glance and parked the car: "Here we are."

Wen Yuan got out of the car and wanted to carry his own materials, the other side of the back seat door was also opened, Zhou Jianan easily picked up the large bundle of steel wire materials, and walked in front.

"Let me move it with you, it's a bit heavy."

Zhou Canaan: "Not heavy."

Wen Yuan still felt very guilty, and took the initiative to hold the back part, Zhou Jianan tilted his head: "I can come."

"I'm sorry..." Wen Yuan murmured.

"What's so embarrassing?" Zhou Jianan stopped, turned around with the heavy steel wire on his shoulders, and almost swept Wen Yuan away: "We're married, and I'm your husband, so what's so embarrassing."

These two consecutive 'what's the matter' made Wen Yuan not dare to be embarrassed anymore, he stood up straight and said, "Thank you then."

After finishing speaking, I felt that this was a bit dry, and I remembered that Zhou Canaan liked some tricks very much in the past.

Wen Yuan took two steps forward, moved closer to Zhou Jianan's side, and rubbed Zhou Jianan's shoulder like a simple pony: "You are so kind."

Then he took a sneak peek and found that Zhou Jianan was still enjoying it very much, with an arrogant expression on his face.

When he got home, Wen Yuan brought things into his studio, where some basic equipment has been added, but there is still a big table missing to use steel wire to shape.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Canaan asked.

Wen Yuan scratched his back: "Lack of a big table, I need to twist the wire."

Zhou Jianan noticed that Wen Yuan scratched his back several times in just ten minutes, and asked him what happened.Wen Yuan moved his left and right shoulders: "It's a little itchy, it will be fine after taking a bath."

"Go to the study and move that mahogany table over here." Zhou Jianan calculated the area, it should be just right.

Wen Yuan: "No, no, that's too embarrassing, I'll just go and buy one myself."

After speaking, he turned to look at Zhou Jianan, and found that he was not very happy.

"What did I say?" Zhou Jianan asked, pacing in front of Wen Yuan, so close that he could feel Wen Yuan's breath on his neck.

Wen Yuan was still a smart student, his ears were red, and he said, "You are my husband, there is nothing to be ashamed of."

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The author has something to say:

Boys, I changed the name of the article, and the previous one has been slightly revised. The main reason is to add the point that Zhou Jianan asked Wen Yuan and himself to act as a loving couple. It will be more interesting.

If you don’t want to rewatch it, the impact will not be too big. It will cause trouble for everyone, sorrysorry~