The Counterattack of the Reborn Playboy

The atmosphere at the beginning was actually pretty good, with entangled lips and tongues, indescribably sweet, until Zhou Yifan was dazedly pushed down on the bed by Zhou Yunjin in a hugging posture, feeling his excessive strength and the scorching heat of his hands, Zhou Yifan woke up very quickly.

His father and Uncle Li just went downstairs, Zhou Yifan couldn't imagine the consequences of being seen by them.

At this time, what frightened him the most was the obvious predatory aura on Zhou Yunjin's body.

With an animal instinct, it seems that he can swallow himself in an instant.

That kind of fear was like a helpless little white rabbit facing a snake that was hungry to a certain extent. It seemed that it was at this moment that Zhou Yifan realized that he was not ready to accept everything.

He likes Zhou Yunjin, but he doesn't want to have a relationship with him so soon.He thought that if the two liked each other to a certain extent, he would dare to face Zhou Zhili or Uncle Li's disappointment and worry about him, but it was not until this day that he realized that he was very afraid of being known by them about his relationship with Zhou Yunjin.

"what happened?"

One of Zhou Yunjin's hands rested on his waist, his eyes were filled with strong lust, Zhou Yifan's eyes were complicated, and after a while, he said in a joking tone: "It's almost there, tomorrow's New Year's Day , many people will come to the house."

I really like Zhou Yunjin, so much that I would rather lie than want him to be too sad.

Zhou Yunjin's smile froze on his face, after showing a smile that was not a smile, he said good night, then turned around and stopped looking at Zhou Yifan.

"Good night."

The fireworks outside the house had already been set off, and the sound of Zhou Yifan closing the door took away all the sounds in the room.

Zhou Yunjin looked at the wall in front of him, full of anxiety and anger.

I used to be vaguely aware of Zhou Yifan's character, so I felt that I should have enough patience and tolerance towards him, but I really liked him to death, and I liked him so much that I wished I could blend in with him, watching him act like a baby with me, in my own Waking up by their side, sticking to their side every day to do all the things they can do together.

Not enough, not enough, not enough.

Thinking of this, the extremely irritable Zhou Yunjin waved the desk lamp beside him to the ground. It was not until his eardrums were stimulated by the sharp sound that he gradually calmed down.

Early in the morning of the first day of the new year, Zhou Yifan took Miao Yuanshan to his home.

Since He Yao left, he has firmly fulfilled his promise. Whenever he is free, he will go to Miao Yuanshan to sit with him or talk to him for a while.

Miao Yuanshan's complexion is much better than when he first met him, and he has already let go of many things, so this time Zhou Yifan said that he would take him home for the New Year, and he agreed without saying a word .

Nominally, Zhou Yifan is Miao Yuanshan's godson, Zhou Zhili and Uncle Li loved him very much, and when they saw him coming in, they enthusiastically sat him in the center, and they took it as their duty to make fun of Zhou Yifan.

It was almost noon at this time, Zhou Yunjin was nowhere to be seen in the crowd, thinking that he might still be sleeping upstairs, Zhou Yifan didn't say anything more.

The weather was good that day, the sun fell on the body, giving people a warm feeling that had not been seen for a long time, a group of children frolicking in the backyard, and even a few relatives who walked very close to Zhang Ting, Zhou's small western-style building was full of excitement .

Walking to a secluded place in the front yard, he answered the phone call from Ling Feng who was going home for the New Year, and Zhou Yifan called He Yao who was far away in the United States.

It was already late at night over there, but He Yao's voice was sober. Hearing Zhou Yifan's voice, he laughed and called out affectionately: "Fanfan."

It's only been a few months since they left, but even He Yao's voice gave Zhou Yifan a slightly strange feeling.

Introverted and calm, thinking about the way he used to smile brightly in front of him, Zhou Yifan sighed and said, "Why don't you come back?"

"I have something to do." After a pause, He Yao said again: "Fanfan, I might get engaged soon."

"Engaged?! Who?!"

Realizing that his voice was too loud, Zhou Yifan glanced at the door vigilantly, and then walked a little further away.

"It's a Chinese here, and there are business contacts between the two sides."

"Damn it! What about Xiaoke? You forgot her?!"

It may be because the relationship between the two is too close. After Zhou Yifan finished speaking, he realized that his words were a bit abrupt. He was about to apologize when He Yao, who had been silent for a while, spoke again, saying: "Why? Maybe forget it?"

He has said this sentence to himself many times before. Compared with the disappointment in the past, this time there is more self-deprecating meaning in his words. Zhou Yifan clenched his mobile phone and looked at the clean concrete floor in front of him, and said, "You like she?"

"It's not disgusting, and it's also suitable for marriage."

There was no sense of coercion in his tone, thinking that this was He Yao's own decision, he must have thought about it, Zhou Yifan lowered his head and said, "What about Uncle Miao? Does he know about your engagement?"

"I've already told him that when I get engaged and return home, I will take her to see Uncle Miao. About Xiao Ke...I also told her."

"Tsk, didn't she say anything about you?"

"She said that I was very affectionate and felt that she had found the right person."

Hearing the faint smile in He Yao's tone, Zhou Yifan snorted contemptuously, and said, "That's because you're lucky."

"Yes, I know."

"Okay, take care of yourself over there, and let's get together when you come back."

"it is good."

Just when Zhou Yifan was about to hang up the phone, He Yao whispered again: "Fanfan, this is the path I chose."

Recalling the expression on He Yao's face the day He Yao left, Zhou Yifan hung up the phone in his hand, thinking that he had already known it at that time.

Since it is his own decision, no matter what he has to go through, others can only hold a respectful attitude.

Zhou Yifan didn't take it seriously, the only thing he regretted was the relationship between He Yao and Miao Ke who loved each other deeply but ended up separated by yin and yang.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yifan looked up at Zhou Yunjin's room on the second floor that he couldn't see from this position, and he didn't know what kind of feeling he felt.

After standing still for a while, Zhou Yifan returned to the bustling living room.

At this time Zhou Yunjin had already woken up, and was sitting on the sofa with a cup of coffee, chatting with the people around him.

No matter who sees him, there will always be a warm and flattering smile on his face, because of the Zhou family behind him or because of his own ability, but no matter what, Zhou Yunjin has always been held in the palm of everyone's hands .

It may be because he just woke up, his body gave people a lazy and casual feeling, and then he probably noticed his gaze, and he suddenly looked at Zhou Yifan.

With a bright smile on his face from the bottom of his heart, Zhou Yifan felt his heart beat faster at that time, as if those people around him also disappeared.

This is probably the so-called heartbeat?

Zhou Yifan lowered his head in embarrassment, and then he hurried into the kitchen when he heard Uncle Li calling him.

"Are you hungry?"

In the kitchen, apart from Uncle Li, there were also Zhang Ting and a few female relatives of her family helping out there.

Fortunately, the kitchen at home is spacious enough. Looking at the dishes that have been washed on the table, feeling the heat in the room enveloping the light fragrance of the food blowing towards him, Zhou Yifan made a docile look with the few people in the kitchen. He said hello to each other, and walked quickly to Uncle Li who was waving to him.

"Uncle Li, I'm hungry!"

"You didn't listen to me calling you to eat in the morning! It's all right now!" After saying these words with complaints, Uncle Li pushed a plate of steamed buns and some sliced ​​braised pork in front of him and said, "First Take it easy, dinner is about to start."

Hearing the pampering in his tone, Zhou Yifan immediately put his arms around his shoulders and said, "Uncle Li, you are the best for me!"

"Tsk tsk, Zhou Yifan, how old is he? Still acting like a baby with your Uncle Li?"

Zhang Ting was currently using a piece of kitchen paper to blot the water off the fish, seeing her look at him with contempt, Zhou Yifan just smiled.

He went to pick up Miao Yuanshan without breakfast in the morning, by now, Zhou Yifan was really hungry.

Normally, he wouldn't be sure that he would eat with his hands, but considering that the people present were all his elders, Zhou Yifan managed to maintain a graceful eating posture.

While eating, he chatted with a few sisters and aunts in the kitchen who he didn't see often, but who always liked him.

The tone of several people was sentimental, and the content was nothing more than that Xiaofan was mature and sensible, and finally he didn't need to make Zhili feel worried about him anymore.

It's just that no one mentioned Zhou Chuxun. For that person, the group of people held a silent attitude.

Gradually, this family will lose all traces of Zhou Chuxun, and the people around will also forget about him. Thinking of this, Zhou Yifan, who turned around and threw the dishes into the sink, had a slightly cruel smile on his face.

Coming out of the kitchen, Zhou Zhili and the others had already gone to the backyard to play mahjong. The sun was just right, and the three tables in the backyard were full of people. Zhou Yifan sat next to Zhou Yunjin, who was alone on the sofa watching the basketball broadcast, and said: " Have you eaten anything?"

"Eat, Uncle Li made it for me."

Zhou Yifan nodded and watched the football game with him quietly.

The volume of the TV is not very high, no matter the kitchen or the backyard, all kinds of noise and laughter will always come to them from time to time, take out a few red envelopes from the drawer and send the few children around them out, Zhou Yifan sat down next to Zhou Yunjin again, stretched out his hand and pushed his arm, before he said, "Have you called your family?"

"No."

There was no emotion in Zhou Yunjin's voice, Zhou Yifan handed him the mobile phone that was placed on the table in front of him, and said, "Go and call."

"why?"

Looking at Zhou Yunjin who raised his eyebrows, with obvious contempt in his eyes, Zhou Yifan glared at him even more disdainfully, and said, "That's your duty, you can't keep them waiting there because of your willfulness!"

"Leave me alone?"

The voice was too low, but the raised corners of his mouth gradually turned into a look of joy.

The temperature on Zhou Yifan's face gradually rose, and he said something!I'll take care of you. After that, he forced the mobile phone into Zhou Yunjin's hand, kicked him and said, "Get out and call!"

Zhou Yunjin looked helpless, but he still resigned himself to his fate and got up.

"In addition to your parents, your two older brothers also need to make phone calls!"

Zhou Yunjin didn't speak, but when he walked to the door, he still turned his back to Zhou Yifan and waved to him.

It means I get it, you don't have to talk nonsense anymore.

"Xiaofan."

Turning around and seeing Zhang Ting standing at the door of the kitchen, Zhou Yifan hastily called out: "Godmother."

"I didn't expect Yun Jin to listen to you so much..."

Thinking of Zhou Yunjin's usually perverse personality, Zhang Ting also had a look of disbelief.

Seeing her clutching the fingers of his right hand, Zhou Yifan got up and said, "Godmother, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Ting shook her head and said, "I got the cut, help me go to the medicine box and get a band-aid."

"Is it serious?"

"It's not serious, just a little bit of skin."

Zhou Yifan took a band-aid to cover the wound on her index finger, endured it, but finally he couldn't hold back, and said, "Godmother, if you can't do housework, don't try your best... Anyway, you are quite successful as a boss. "

Zhang Ting took a deep breath and said, "It's because the fish is slippery, I didn't catch it..."

"Mmmmm, I see."

Seeing him like this, Zhang Ting, who couldn't stand it, slapped him on the head as usual.

"Damn it! Godmother! Your hands are dirty, okay?!"

"Try to say another dirty word."

Zhang Ting, who sneered again and again, looked like a tigress, Zhou Yifan had no choice but to hold his head and keep backing away.

"Proud you!"

After saying this, Zhang Ting returned to the kitchen calmly.

Although she hurt himself a bit from the beating, Zhou Yifan still had an uncontrollable smile on his face.

Looking at the back of Zhou Yunjin who was on the phone in the front yard, Zhou Yifan thought, he really didn't want Zhou Yunjin to be angry with him, nor did he want him to ignore him.

It's really... obviously I didn't care so much before...