Gao Leng's opponent is actually my clay plastic powder

"...I can explain."

"Well, then you explain." Meng Shuyao put down the cup in his hand and listened attentively.

It was almost twelve o'clock when I got home. Normally, Meng Shuyao was going to sleep at this time, but the impact of the tablet he saw at the backstage of the awards ceremony tonight was so shocking that he didn't feel sleepy.

Song Yuzhou sat on the edge of the bed, his forehead hair was a little wet after taking a bath, he was wearing dark gray silk pajamas, he looked very homely, and he was completely different from the person who walked the red carpet just now, which made Meng Shuyao feel a little unreal.

After agreeing to explain, he stopped talking now, just lowered his head slightly, as if he had done something wrong but was determined not to change it, and he was beaten and scolded, showing a little stubbornness.

Meng Shuyao wanted to say she was angry, but she wasn't. She was more surprised.

He didn't speak in the car, it was just because he was too shocked and didn't know what to say for a while.Something is wrong with anything.

But Song Yuzhou seemed to have misunderstood him, thinking that he was angry. Meng Shuyao saw him hesitate to speak several times, and wanted to talk to him, but in the end he didn't speak until he got off the car.

Meng Shuyao thought about going home and explaining together, and he didn't want Xiao Wang in the car to hear.

After tidying up and entering the bedroom, before Meng Shuyao spoke, in order to avoid misunderstanding, he deliberately added "I'm not angry", but the effect didn't seem to be satisfactory.

... At least Song Yuzhou didn't seem to believe it.

His whole body was tense, which was different from his usual state, and Meng Shuyao could tell at a glance.

"Don't be so nervous." He looked at Song Yuzhou helplessly, and touched Song Yuzhou's calf with a foot wearing a carpet sock, trying to tell him to relax a little.

The furry touch flickered across the ankle, Song Yuzhou kept his head down, and saw Meng Shuyao's thin ankle that seemed to be able to circle around with one hand.

"Why don't you talk." Meng Shuyao yawned, that beautifully shaped leg slowly rested on Song Yuzhou's knee, and the small wings on both sides of the sock dangled with his movements go.

This pair of socks was bought by Song Yuzhou.Because Meng Shuyao has a bad habit of always being reluctant to wear slippers, and prefers to run around barefoot, even if she is reminded by Song Yuzhou to put them on temporarily, those slippers will last for an hour at most, and they will appear at home at will A small corner, except for Meng Shuyao's feet.

So many times, Song Yuzhou just bought a lot of carpet socks and came back. They are also very warm to wear, and they are not easy to take off. Meng Shuyao doesn't wear slippers because they can be easily left wherever they are placed. Remember to put it on.He will not take off the carpet socks on purpose, nor will they be thrown off, which is much more convenient than slippers.

Today he is wearing a little swan style. There are small fleshy wings on both sides of the socks. Whenever Meng Shuyao moves, the wings will move along with it.

When Song Yuzhou saw Meng Shuyao wearing it for the first time, he evaluated it objectively.

"so cute."

His attention shifted, but Meng Shuyao didn't notice it at first, thinking that Song Yuzhou was embarrassed to speak and was thinking of words, so he waited patiently without urging him.

He even thought in his heart, if he really didn't want to say it, forget it.

Before finishing this thought, heat suddenly came from the ankle, Song Yuzhou's body temperature was higher than his, and when he pressed it on the skin, the tactile sensation was very obvious.

Meng Shuyao was stunned for a moment before lowering his head and looking at his feet.

"Cute." Song Yuzhou's tone was very light, very serious, not like saying such intimate words, but rather like commenting on the good product of this product, but his fingers dishonestly grabbed Meng Shuyao's little wings.

And said, "Little Swan."

The carpet sock that innocently had its wings pulled bounced back to Meng Shuyao's feet, feeling soft to the touch.

Song Yuzhou's wheat-colored palms formed a circle, and his thumb and index finger easily held his ankle.Meng Shuyao's skin was white and his skin was thin, so it was easy to leave marks. Where Song Yuzhou moved his finger away, there were still some red marks, like stamens dropped on the best raw rice paper. Under the warm yellow light, There is something sentimental about it.

Meng Shuyao's face became hot for no reason, and he quickly looked away, pulled back his calf on Song Yuzhou's lap, kicked him by the way, and said angrily, "What are you doing? I'm asking you something!"

With nothing in his hand, Song Yuzhou hummed with some regret.

Meng Shuyao suspected that he was going to smash the can, and immediately asked again: "What's your explanation?"

Song Yuzhou looked at Meng Shuyao for a while, then whispered, "Yes."

He refused to speak any more, so Meng Shuyao had no choice but to give up asking, and glared at him: "Next time, keep it well, and don't be seen again."

Song Yuzhou is um again.

The promotion period of "Zhan the Dragon" ended successfully, and Meng Shuyao got busy again.

His new movie is about to join the team. Although it is only a small role and the shooting time is very short, the director is famous for being strict and demanding, and he doesn't like to be late. He Jing plans to send Meng Shuyao there to get used to it. For a few days, by the way, listen to the script readings by the leading actors and learn something.

Meng Shuyao woke up early in the morning according to the agreed date to join the group, packed his things in a hurry, and put two 26-inch suitcases, one in the bedroom and one in the living room, coming in and out like a little bee.

Song Yuzhou got up earlier than him. After throwing the leftover bowl from breakfast into the dishwasher, he stood aside, watching Meng Shuyao busy.

The main reason is that Meng Shuyao didn't let him intervene.

He insisted that he could clean up by himself, and he also disliked that Song Yuzhou was in the way.

Song Yuzhou just sat on the small sofa and watched him try to unpack the suitcase for an hour.

The two 26-inch suitcases were piled up to the brim, leaving no gaps. Meng Shuyao was still worried: "But I still have a lot of things that I haven't brought. Do I have to take the third suitcase?"

Song Yuzhou then sighed, and took out the things he stuffed into the box one by one: "Do you want to bring the aromatherapy? There may be no time."

"Night lights...the hotel will have them, but if you like the shape, you can bring them with you."

"As for shoes, they can actually be placed directly in the hotel. Is the shoe rack too big?" Song Yuzhou said very tactfully, "Besides, the hotel should not be big, so it won't fit in it?"

Then he took out a Christmas tree ornament from inside, "I won't lose this if I keep it at home, do you want to hang it at the door of the room?"

The things in the suitcase decreased little by little with Song Yuzhou's movements, and it was almost empty, Meng Shuyao hurriedly stopped him, "It's okay, it's okay, if you take it out, there will be nothing left!"

Song Yuzhou paused for a while and asked him, "Have you brought your down jacket? It will be colder over there."

"Where are the snow boots? And long johns?"

"Scarves, hats, gloves... do you want baby warmers?"

Meng Shuyao was dumbfounded: "...I-I want to bring it."

Song Yuzhou sighed slightly: "Let me take care of it."

Meng Shuyao sat down on the sofa in embarrassment.

Song Yuzhou is very proficient at handling suitcases and is also good at storing them. Meng Shuyao put a full suitcase full of things. After streamlining and adding some necessary items to keep out the cold, he managed to pack everything with only one suitcase , but also very organized.

"...The underpants are packed in special vacuum packaging and placed here."

"The toiletries with glass are wrapped in a towel and are in the interlayer."

"The ultra-thin model chosen by the warm baby, if the filming is too cold, you can stick it on the autumn clothes. Remember not to touch the skin directly, otherwise it will easily cause low-temperature burns."

It would be endless, and Song Yuzhou told him for almost four or ten minutes, but he didn't mean to end it yet.

Meng Shuyao listened carefully at the beginning, nodded, took a mobile phone to write down, and then gradually became sleepy. He got up early today, did not sleep enough, his eyelids drooped, his head was bit by bit, and he tried to open it wide after waking up. Looking at Song Yuzhou with his eyes, it means that he is listening.

Song Yuzhou stretched out two fingers to pinch Meng Shuyao's cheeks, and his hands became soft: "Want to sleep?"

Meng Shuyao was pulled by him, but he didn't react much. He grabbed his hand in a daze, and sent his face up, rubbing his face like a kitten: "Sleepy."

"..." Song Yuzhou couldn't remain indifferent to Meng Shuyao like this, so he leaned over and picked him up into the bedroom.

Covered him with the quilt, and kissed his brow again: "Go to sleep, I'll be fine."

On the day of departure, the weather was not very good, gloomy, and the sun could not be seen.

Song Yuzhou insisted on sending Meng Shuyao to the airport, but Meng Shuyao couldn't resist him, so he agreed.

On the way, I felt that he was not in high spirits, especially when he arrived at the airport.

Meng Shuyao felt that Song Yuzhou might have separation anxiety.

He looked at his mobile phone frequently, and kept asking Meng Shuyao if he had packed his things, if he remembered to report his safety when he landed, and to call when he returned to the hotel at night.

Knowing that he was worried, Meng Shuyao nodded obediently, and took the initiative to kiss the corner of his lips, and said with a smile: "Don't be unhappy, it's only a month, I'll be back in a month."

Song Yuzhou said yes, then pressed Meng Shuyao's head, pried open his teeth, and kissed him deeply.

In the past few days, it seems like he can't get enough kisses. No matter what Meng Shuyao is doing, he will suddenly get close, and then catch a deep kiss unexpectedly.

Meng Shuyao was terrified of being kissed by him, and was afraid that her lips would be swollen and unable to see people on the day of going to the airport. In order to prevent Song Yuzhou, she simply put on a mask at home.

Later, it was Song Yuzhou who saw that he was always bored and uncomfortable, and his conscience realized that he promised not to kiss two days before going to the airport, so Meng Shuyao gave up.

Two days of hard work cannot come in vain, Meng Shuyao kissed him for a while, and then began to refuse.

Unexpectedly, Song Yuzhou was dishonest and held on to Meng Shuyao, insisting on kissing him until he was almost out of breath before he was willing to let go.

The first thing Meng Shuyao did when he was free was to turn on the front camera to see what happened to his mouth.

Not surprisingly, it was swollen enough, anyway, I couldn't go out to meet people like this.

He angrily took out the mask that Song Yuzhou stuffed into his bag silently saying "fans must come to see off the plane, many people" this morning, and stomped on Song Yuzhou hard.

The co-authorship was premeditated!

hateful!

Meng Shuyao decided to sanction him, at least reduce the call time at night by 5 minutes!

At the airport, Meng Shuyao was about to get off the car.

At this time Song Yuzhou suddenly grabbed him, as if thinking for a moment, he said, "Why don't I go with you."

He looked at Meng Shuyao intently: "You must not be able to take good care of yourself when you go alone," and he gave a reason, "And I don't have any plans recently."

Song Yuzhou put down the grille between the front and rear seats without blushing and asked, "Is that right, Xiaoyuan?"

"Ah?" Xiao Yuan laughed awkwardly, "Hehe, yes yes, it should be nothing... right."

When Song Yuzhou got a satisfactory answer, he turned to look at Meng Shuyao, motioning for him to take him there with him.

"Don't talk nonsense," Meng Shuyao stretched out his hand to pat him, then glared at him after comforting Xiao Yuan, "I knew you would be like this, I have confirmed with your agent in advance, you have a lot of schedule during this time !"

"Don't mess around!" Meng Shuyao grabbed Song Yuzhou's hand and put it back, turned his head to carry his backpack, "For just one month, you can still make video calls with me, what's the difference? Be good, it's okay of."

The naughty Song Yuzhou rejected the suggestion and said, "I want to go with you."

The tone of the statement is the same as it has been decided.

Meng Shuyao said helplessly: "What are you going to do? You can only stay in the hotel every day, and you can't go anywhere. Would you like to?"

Song Yuzhou felt that he looked down on him: "Why don't you want to?" Then he added vowedly, "I won't disturb you, I will be in the room when I am in the room, and I will never run around."

Meng Shuyao still refused him mercilessly: "No."

His attitude is also very firm: "It can't be like this every time, can it?"

Song Yuzhou didn't speak, but he could tell from his expression that he disapproved, as if he was refuting, with the words "why not" written all over his face.

Meng Shuyao held back his laughter, and said as seriously as possible: "You can't be so clingy." He said solemnly, "You have grown up, you can't be willful."

"……Oh."

Song Yuzhou lowered his eyes, reluctantly.

In the end, they still didn't follow along, the biggest reason being that Meng Shuyao didn't allow it.

Song Yuzhou sat in the car and watched Xiao Wang help Meng Shuyao move things after getting off the co-pilot.

His gaze was so intense and fiery that Meng Shuyao couldn't even ignore it, so he could only pretend he didn't see it, and didn't even look back when he waved his hand.

But Song Yuzhou silently made a gesture of waving goodbye.

It was relatively late when we landed, and it was almost ten o'clock when we cleaned up.

Meng Shuyao was tired all day before she had time to turn on her phone. As a result, she immediately received 53 missed calls and countless unread messages from Song Yuzhou. A long list was displayed on the phone screen, which was very spectacular.

Meng Shuyao: "..."

He called Song Yuzhou back.

Just one ring, and the other side connected.

Song Yuzhou's breathing was different from usual, a little messy.

"Honey, I miss you so much." He said dully.

Meng Shuyao: "...have you been drinking?"

"Well, a little bit, not drunk," he added, "I really miss my wife."

Meng Shuyao coaxed him a few words, but Song Yuzhou refused to hang up the phone.In fact, he didn't say anything else, he just repeated the phrase "I miss you very much" over and over again.

Meng Shuyao's heart was sore when he heard it, and his tone of voice softened involuntarily: "I miss you too."

Song Yuzhou's mood did not improve after receiving the response, but even lowered.His voice was more emotional, and he said lonely: "You don't love me."

Meng Shuyao: "..."

He heard a strong accusation from these words, and he had the illusion that he was a scumbag who abandoned his wife and children.

"I don't love you." Meng Shuyao couldn't help but said, "I love you very much."

Song Yuzhou had his own logic when he was drunk, and he retorted clearly: "No, you don't love me at all."

Immediately afterwards, he listed one, two, three, and four points of evidence that Meng Shuyao didn't love him, and he was short of writing a small paper.

Meng Shuyao: "..."

The sound of breathing rose and fell, Song Yuzhou did not speak, Meng Shuyao did not speak, but did not hang up the phone.

After an unknown amount of time, the person opposite suddenly spoke.

"That day..."

"That is, I think you are cute, kind, and beautiful."

Meng Shuyao was stunned for a moment, and then realized that it was the day of receiving the award.

He groaned softly, but didn't speak.

Song Yuzhou paused, seemed to be thinking and phrasing, and then said slowly, "Confidence, bravery, and happiness."

"It's something a princess would have."

"Your fans say you are the little prince."

Song Yuzhou seemed to be smiling at the other end, and Meng Shuyao couldn't help but see his slightly raised lips.

"But I want you to be my own princess."

Song Yuzhou's voice was very low, and he spoke every word clearly, as if he had rehearsed it thousands of times in his heart.

"I would like to be your knight forever."

The author has something to say:

Poor Xiao Song was left alone at home, because he stayed alone in the empty boudoir and missed his wife too much with alcohol

Then there will be some social death behaviors, let us look forward to it together!