Temporary cohabitation

Later, a family of three came to celebrate the New Year with big bags and small bags.Cheng Xiaojun wore a tiger head hat hand-woven by his old father. During the Chinese New Year, there was no limit to snacks, and he ate his little face happily, like glutinous rice dumplings.He was hugged and kneaded by the little uncle who hadn't seen him for a long time.

After teasing a few words, Ren Mingyao went to tidy up the guest's room and arrange their luggage. He also asked them what they wanted to eat and prepared dinner early.

Shen Weiran always felt that today's Teacher Ren was extraordinarily active and enthusiastic, "What's the matter with him?"

"Well...he is in a good mood today." Cheng Shi said, "Maybe he wants to spend the night quickly."

"Hey, where did you buy this wintersweet? The pink and red are pretty pretty." Cheng Yu caught sight of the flower arrangement on the cabinet, "I'll put a few in our house later."

The windows are bright and clean, with a few budding wintersweets that are particularly vibrant, coming in from the outside is like stepping into the spring from the bleak winter landscape.

"I don't know about this, Ming Yao brought it back."

"The flower shop should sell them all." Ren Mingyao devoted himself to dinner, "What to eat? Hurry up. I have to go shopping."

"..."

Ren Mingyao took the child downstairs to visit the supermarket.While opening the suitcase, Cheng Yu teased, "Teaching is not bad."

Cheng Shi and him looked at each other tacitly, and blinked, "I can't stop if I want to do it."

Shen Weiran's handwritten Spring Festival couplets were packed in the suitcase.The ink color mixed with gold powder is shining under the lamp, and the brushwork is strong and sophisticated, I really can't see Mr. Shen still has this skill.

Cheng Shi admired them one by one, boasting and boasting, put away the Spring Festival couplets that belonged to the "studio", and said, "I'll post them tomorrow."

There are so few children in such an interesting activity as pasting Spring Festival couplets.In addition to Spring Festival couplets, Cheng Yu also hand-cut a lot of window grilles and blessing characters, and when Cheng Xiaojun returned home with a lollipop in his mouth after shopping in the supermarket, they pasted them on the doors and windows together.

There is only one word left.Cheng Yu said, "When I read an ancient poem a few days ago, Xiaojun liked this sentence very much, so I must write it down too."

"Really? Jun is so good that he even knows ancient poems."

Cheng Shi led him to read together, and the clear and gentle voice with the little milk voice was very interesting, and he read it word by word, "Mo Chou has no confidant in the future, no one in the world knows the king."

After Cheng Xiaojun finished reading, he pointed to the last two words and said, "There are Cheng Shi's name and my name inside."

Cheng Shi laughed and kissed his soft little face, "Yes, it's our name."

Ren Mingyao was standing in the kitchen holding a carrot, peeling it while interjecting, "And me."

"Where is you?"

"Isn't there a single person next to me?"

"..."

As expected of you.

According to international practice, the next step after dinner is to go to bed.Ren Mingyao has arranged everything well, except that he forgot about this dishonest child and came to play in the master bedroom before going to bed at night.

On New Year's Eve, they went to the concert of Cheng Shi's favorite singer, and the cheering sticks they brought back would shine.Cheng Xiaojun played with it for a while, jumping up and down on the bed excitedly.

Later, when she was tired from playing, she lay down next to Cheng Shi and acted like a baby, and soon fell asleep.

Ren Mingyao: "..."

"Just let him sleep here." Cheng Shi was really reluctant to carry him out again, poked his rosy cheeks, and pinched his fleshy little hands, liking him very much, "Has Xiaojun grown up?" How many? I haven't seen you for a few days."

"Maybe only the face is getting bigger. Eat too much."

"..."

This sounded very resentful.Cheng Shi suppressed a smile, "Did I also get a big face? I also eat a lot recently."

"Eat what you want." Ren Mingyao held his hand through the child, and said in a dissatisfied tone while kneading, "I don't have any meat at all, so I can't raise it for half a year."

"I don't want so much meat, it looks good on a child."

"A little longer is fine."

Ren Mingyao simply got out of bed and walked around to the other side, without the troublesome little heartless boy in the middle, it was more convenient to hug his wife, "The place that should grow meat still has to grow."

Of course, rubbing your wife is not as simple as pinching your face and touching your little hands.Cheng Shi wanted to hold his hand, but he led him to do some little tricks that are not suitable for children, and he couldn't get away. He bit his lip and tried to stop him, "Xiaojun, Xiaojun is... tomorrow, tomorrow..."

"Xiaoshi?" Cheng Yu knocked on the door outside, wanting to ask if Cheng Xiaojun was asleep, "Do you want me to take Xiaojun away?"

His body trembled violently, his mind went blank for a few seconds, and when he recovered, he shrank into the quilt embarrassingly and pretended to be dead.

Ren Mingyao took out his hand slowly, wiped it with a paper towel, got out of bed, picked up Cheng Xiaojun and sent him to the door, "Sleeping."

During the shaking, Cheng Xiaojun seemed to be half awake, Cheng Yu took the pat and carefully hugged her into his arms, "Come on... be good."

Cheng Shi originally wanted to sleep with the child, but now it was difficult to get out of the quilt to talk, and when he returned to the bed, he punched him angrily, "What are you doing?"

Ren Mingyao got his wish, held his wife's hand and kissed him, "This way we don't have to wait until tomorrow."

There has been no snow in Maohua for three consecutive years, but this year's New Year's Eve began in the afternoon, and the ground was covered with snow.Cheng Xiaojun was quite amazed. He stepped on the footprints downstairs in the community and played until it was dark before going upstairs full of enthusiasm.

At the New Year's Eve dinner, each person contributes two special dishes, and enjoys a drink.The opening of the Spring Festival Gala was full of wine and food, and it was rare for four people to sit in a row on the sofa. While cheering for the old-fashioned show, they watched Cheng Xiaojun chasing colored pencils in the living room.

It was snowing heavily outside the window, and it was as warm as spring inside.I have forgotten how I spent the Spring Festival last year, but it must not be as reassuring as it is now.

Cheng Shi was a little sleepy after eating, and took a nap on his lover's shoulder.The curled up calf was covered with a blanket, a hot water bottle was placed underneath, and a pair of small hands wanted to rub his ankles.

Warmth rises from the bottom of my heart and flows to my whole body.

"Xiao Jun is really capable, it doesn't hurt at all."

When zero o'clock comes, everyone goes to the balcony to watch the New Year's fireworks together.But only the children watch the fireworks attentively. The adults all use the fireworks as the background and secretly kiss while the children are not paying attention.

"Do you have any New Year's resolutions? You can tell me what you want." This year has changed too much and gained too much.The bottom of his heart was so full of happiness, Cheng Shi couldn't wait to share some, and added domineeringly, "It can't be too difficult."

Already got too much.

"I want to know how to love you more." Ren Mingyao said, "I hope my teacher Cheng Shi can teach me patiently in the new year."

**

After the New Year's Eve, when the filming of new dramas was underway, Ren Mingyao went out to socialize more frequently.

He won't just be a small screenwriter forever. He has put a lot of effort into this drama and also serves as a director.With more power to speak, it also bears more pressure.

Cheng Shi didn't know it at first, but seeing that he always went out to drink and came back in the middle of the night, and also neglected the duty of paying public rations, he was inevitably a little angry.

At noon the next day, he deliberately stewed ginseng chicken soup, saying that he would nourish his kidneys.

Ren Mingyao: "..."

Later, I got some news from Song Ziyang. It seemed that there was something wrong with the investment of the new play. He blamed himself a little. He wanted to ask Ren Mingyao if he needed help for a few days, but he didn't know how to ask.

Ren Mingyao didn't tell him so much because he didn't want him to worry. If he intervened rashly, it would appear that he didn't trust his husband's ability to work.

But when I think about it again, I'm already my husband, so I'm still so clear about what I'm doing.So I sorted out all the assets in my hands and summed up a number, saying that I would support him in starting a business.

"If it doesn't work, just sell my studio."

Cheng Shi said seriously, "Let's put it aside. Career is more important, and you can buy the house after you earn money."

If you want to make a movie, make a movie.If you want to make a TV series, make a TV series.

If it doesn't work, my wife will sell the house to support you.

Ren Mingyao was greatly moved. He hugged his wife and took a deep breath. He was hit by such trust and love of real gold and silver, and also experienced the feeling of eating soft food. "This time I even gave me my family, and I plan to never Ran?"

"I have nothing to run away... Anyway, just do what you want to do." Cheng Shi said confidently, "Anyway, I can earn it back."

His domestic work is much smoother than previously imagined.After the copyright cooperation experience of the first work, companies came to inquire about other works one after another.

I dare not say it when I grow up, but it is still no problem to support a teacher Ren.

Although the situation is indeed a bit difficult, it is not enough to use my wife's money.Ren Mingyao didn't explain much, he just practiced and made up for the lack of public food for those days at once.

And toss my wife too much.At noon the next day, Cheng Shi said to eat chicken wings with cola, and cola kills sperm (fake).

Fortunately, the difficulties were overcome smoothly, Song Ziyang made some contacts, and the drama he filmed even passed the approval to be broadcast on satellite TV.The original theme was a pleasing family life drama, and the ratings and topicality were also good after it was broadcast.

The final name of the play is "Love".The script began to take shape when Cheng Shi appeared, continued to be polished when the two were running in, and finally broadcast on the screen when the two confessed their love to each other, and was even nominated for several awards by the TV drama year-end celebration.

Ren Mingyao was invited to attend the awards ceremony.One day in advance, Cheng Shi put the gift behind his back and quietly walked to him, cleared his throat and said seriously, "Ren Mingyao."

"..."

At that time, Ren Mingyao was feeding the colored pencils, and subconsciously straightened up, spilling all the dog food, "Here."

It's different from the name he likes to call Cheng Shi.When Cheng Shi called him by his first and last name, he usually had something serious to do.As soon as the full name was called, the skin on the back of the neck was tense, "What's wrong?"

"Why are you so nervous?"

Cheng Shi was overjoyed, took out a gift and handed it to him, "For you."

Tomorrow he will wear a formal suit for the awards ceremony. He specially picked out a new tie on the Internet in the past few days, with a dark base and low-saturated abstract color blocks on it. "It's so handsome."

He picked it up and placed it under Ren Mingyao's Adam's apple, nodded in satisfaction, and the platinum ring on his ring finger gleamed, "Didn't you complain a few days ago that I only bought new clothes for Xiaojun? This is only for you."

He bought me a new tie.

He loves me so much.

"Then I'll wear this tomorrow."

Ren Mingyao held his hand, "You really don't want to go with me?"

"No. Tomorrow night will be a live broadcast. I have promised it for a long time. I can't just let everyone dove." Last month, fans promised to live broadcast and chat with each other. "I will wait for you at home."

You can't go to the awards ceremony anytime, but you can watch the live broadcast anywhere.While waiting for the awards to be announced, Ren Mingyao was still silently watching his wife draw. The hand-painted screen on the screen was his birthday present for his wife. It appeared together with the shiny ring on his wife’s hand. The screen wants to increase the sense of participation.

Cheng Shi knew it was him at a glance.That gray-purple watercolor rose was just scribbled casually at the beginning, but Ren Mingyao has been using it as his avatar and hasn't changed it until now.

When he is drawing, he will randomly answer questions on the barrage and chat with everyone.But only the barrage of the watercolor rose head, he can answer every one.It didn't take long before the fans saw the clues and asked questions one after another.

Cheng Shi coughed lightly, changed the subject, and continued to chat with everyone about painting.

Ren Mingyao received a warning from his wife on WeChat, and he restrained himself a lot. He put down his phone and waited for the awards to be announced.

This year, "Love" received five nominations, and finally won the best TV script award and the best director award of the year.The other two directors were unable to attend because of something, so the task of accepting the award on the stage was handed over to him, the new director who was in charge of the film for the first time.

I never thought I would actually win an award.Song Ziyang next to him was so excited, Ren Mingyao had a tall and cold face with an aura of [-] meters, he adjusted his suit calmly, showed his tie, and went to the stage to finish his routine official thank you speech, which was what he wanted to say .

"During the process of conceiving the script, my lover gave me a lot of help and support. In fact, from the earliest time, it was because of his hobby that I became interested in how to tell a story. He is the driving force for my current work source, and also the source of motivation for my life.”

Ren Mingyao said, "He is my love in ordinary life."

Cheng Shi didn't know that he was "participated" in an awards ceremony.Thinking that it would be very late for Ren Mingyao to have a dinner after get off work and then go home, he was not in a hurry to end the live broadcast.

Accidentally drew it on top, and the speech in the barrage was too cute. Until Ren Mingyao came home, he hadn't turned off his mobile phone, chatting with everyone while drawing, and subconsciously got up to pick it up when he heard the sound of the door.

Song Ziyang sent him back, and the two heavy trophies were placed on the shoe cabinet, "It's hard for Teacher Ren to block the wine for me, thank you."

Cheng Shi caught a glimpse of the trophy and let out a "wow". Before he could be happy, he was almost unable to straighten his back under the weight of the heavier teacher Ren, "I see... I will take care of him, you should go home soon."

"Okay! Goodbye, sister-in-law!"

"..."

After winning the award, Ren Mingyao was naturally persuaded to drink and drank a lot.When I got home, my consciousness was in a semi-twilight state, and I smelled the familiar fragrance of my wife. I felt that I could get what I wanted for a moment, and my life was so perfect, "Why am I so happy?"

Cheng Shi dragged him into the bedroom dumbfounded, "Come in and lie down, I'll pour water for you."

"I don't want to drink water." He hugged the person like a fool and refused to let go, insisting, "Kiss me."

"Come in first, then... kiss again..."

In the live broadcast, there were conversations that could not be treated purely, and the ambiguous sound of water was mixed with emotional panting.

The barrage surged in an instant.

Nonsensical onomatopoeia scrolls wildly.The table on which the hand-painted screen was placed was knocked crookedly, and a hand appeared on the screen, propped on the side of the table, with a shiny ring on the ring finger.

The owner of the ring was calling his wife stickily, "I love you so much."

"..." Cheng Shi was pressed against the table, felt something was wrong and struggled to reach for the phone, just turned around and was pulled back, "Wait a minute, I'll turn it off first, turn it off..."

The hand reached out to the screen instead of him.Before the live broadcast ended, only the last sentence was heard——

"Kiss me first."

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