[Deyun Society] Zhou Jiuliang, a sweet cake in the world

As Zhou Jiuliang and Meng Hetang participated in a variety show competition, the two of them spent more and more time talking about cross talk in the small garden. He thought about preparing so many manuscripts, and if he could work hard, he would work quickly, otherwise he would not be able to get the official record of the show .

Zhou Jiuliang spent less and less time with Ling Anan, and Ling Anan became more and more attached to Zhou Jiuliang.

"Zhou Zhou." There was lightning and thunder outside, and Ling Anan in the house was nestled on the sofa and called Zhou Jiuliang pitifully, "I'm scared."

"?" Zhou Jiuliang was a little dazed in the theater, "Didn't you go to the movies with your roommate?"

"They took me to watch ghost movies." Ling Anan sniffled, "I'm afraid you'll come back soon."

"..." Zhou Jiuliang felt that Ling Anan didn't seem like a girl who would be afraid of ghost movies, "I'll go back when this is over."

"Oh." Ling Anan bit her lip, a little unhappy, "It's dead."

Zhou Jiuliang was a little irritable holding the phone, let's go back, he can't go away if Brother Meng isn't here at Tianqiao'er, don't go back, he could tell that Ling Anan was angry.

Originally, he was supposed to accompany Ling Anan to go shopping and watch a movie today.

"What's the matter?" He Jiuhua, who went out to smoke, saw Zhou Jiuliang, who was restless and wanted to light a cigarette, "Didn't An An not let you smoke?"

"Tsk." Zhou Jiuliang threw the lighter to He Jiuhua, with an unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth, "Why is she a spy?"

"What's your name?" He Jiuhua frowned, took out the cigarette in his pocket, and lit the cigarette on Zhou Jiuliang's mouth along the way.

"Oh." Zhou Jiuliang took a puff of cigarette, "An'an is angry."

"What's going on?" He Jiuhua was taken aback. Although Ling An'an had a temper, she was a little daughter-in-law to Zhou Jiuliang. What did Zhou Jiuliang say, "What are you doing?"

"She said she was afraid to let me go back to accompany her." Zhou Jiuliang still didn't take a second puff. "I said I would go back after the performance here, and she got angry and hung up on me."

"It's all like this when you're in love." He Jiuhua patted Zhou Jiuliang on the shoulder, "When did a girl get angry with you?"

"I don't know what's wrong with me." Zhou Jiuliang threw the cigarette on the ground and stepped on it.

"Maybe the pressure is too much recently." He Jiuhua sighed, "Don't look at yourself so tense, go back to An'an for a while, and relax."

"Maybe." Zhou Jiuliang squatted on the ground against the wall until he felt numb in his legs before getting up and returning to the small theater.

Ling Anan hugged a pillow and curled up in a corner of the sofa, calling Wang Qingyue with red eyes like a rabbit.

"Alright, Ling An'an." Wang Qingyue was very helpless, "I didn't think you were afraid when I watched the movie just now."

"Didn't I just want him to come back to accompany me?" Ling Anan sniffed, "He should have been with me today."

"Then you blame Meng Hetang for asking for leave?" Wang Qingyue was very angry with this little girl, "Is it An An?"

"I don't." The thief Ling Anan told Wang Qingyue to teach had no confidence. "It has nothing to do with Brother Meng."

"I know what you're thinking." Wang Qingyue, who has been there, reasoned with his silly boy, "You're scared, you're afraid that Zhou Jiuliang will be liked by more and more people, and you're afraid that he won't like you anymore."

"?" Ling Anan was confused, "Really?"

"Yes." Wang Qingyue rubbed his head, "Ling Anan, you are scared, you are scared."

"I'm not!" Ling Anan's voice suddenly rose, "I'm not afraid, I..."

"What are you?" Wang Qingyue was amused by this childish anger, "Think about it for yourself, you are just scared and scared."

Ling Anan hung up the phone with a snap, threw the phone far away, and buried her head in the pillow.

Listening to the beeps in his ears, Wang Qingyue sighed, Ling Anan, a silly boy, turned himself into a dead end.

Ling An'an felt that at this time, Zhou Jiuliang at least just said that he was coming back soon and she wasn't so unhappy.But then again, maybe Zhou Jiuliang lied to her even more unhappy?

Ling Anan slammed the pillow in her arms towards the door with all her might, "Fuck you!!! Ah!!!!"

After being dazed for a while, Ling Anan ran over to pick up the pillow again.

"Zhou Zhou." Ling Anan sat on the ground with her arms around the pillow and pulled out the flowers in her house, "What do you think I should do with you?"

When Zhou Jiuliang went home and knocked on the door of Ling An'an's house, no one opened it, and the phone to Ling An'an was also turned off. Afraid that something would happen to the little girl, Zhou Jiuliang directly entered the password and entered Ling An'an's house.

As soon as Zhou Jiuliang opened the door, Ling Anan threw himself into his arms.

"Zhou Zhou." Ling An'an hugged Zhou Jiuliang's waist tightly, his voice choked with tears, "Do you want me anymore?"

"..." Zhou Jiuliang was stunned for a moment, and lightly patted Ling Anan's back, "I didn't want you."

"Then why are you attacking me?" Ling Anan felt aggrieved, "Am I not good?"

"good."

"Am I ugly?"

"nice."

"Don't leave me, okay?" Ling Anan was hanging on Zhou Jiuliang's body, crying and convulsing, "I'm so obedient and so good-looking."

"Don't think about it." Zhou Jiuliang put his arms around Ling An'an's waist in case the little girl would fall to the ground, and even tried to coax his little girl like a child, "I'm just busy these two days."

"You're so busy that you don't even have time to reply to me on WeChat?" Ling Anan buried her head in Zhou Jiuliang's shoulder and wiped away her tears.

"..." Zhou Jiuliang was helpless, after all, it was true that he didn't reply to the girl's WeChat, "I promise there won't be a next time, okay?"

"No way!" Ling Anan raised his head with red eyes, "Even if you give me ten small cakes, you won't be able to coax me well!"

"Then I won't give you ten small cakes." Zhou Jiuliang pulled off Ling Anan, who was holding him tightly, and hugged Ling Anan, lowered his head slightly and whispered in Ling Anan's ear, "I'll give you Would you like to buy a small cake for a lifetime?"

"..." Ling Anan's tears came out again, "You said it, don't go back on it!"

"Okay, I don't regret it."

"Pull the hook."

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone into the bedroom of Ling An'an's house, and Zhou Jiuliang woke up. Seeing Ling An'an lying beside him sleeping soundly, Zhou Jiuliang felt warm in his heart.

Yesterday's little girl was unexpectedly sweet and delicious.

Zhou Jiuliang smacked his lips, raised his hand and picked up the phone to send a text message to Meng Hetang, then turned off the phone, turned over and continued to sleep sweetly with the little girl in his arms.

Ling Anan was hungry, lying on the bed and feeling the residual warmth beside her, Ling Anan's last bit of drowsiness disappeared.

"..." Ling Anan raised his hand to cover his face, why was Zhou Jiuliang tricked yesterday by saying that he would buy a small cake for a lifetime? ? ?Sure enough, there is nothing good about cross talk!

Ling Anan buried her head in the bed, secretly laughing, she won't lose money on this deal.

Before Zhou Jiuliang and Meng Hetang went to Shanghai to participate in the recording of the program, they celebrated the little girl's birthday in advance.

"Make a wish." Meng Hetang put candles on the cake, "Close your eyes."

"Okay, okay." Ling Anan clasped his hands together and closed his eyes, the slightly raised corners of his lips showed that the little girl is very nice: "I hope, Brother Meng and Zhou Zhou can explode this time!"

"It won't work if you say it." Zhou Jiuliang looked at the girl in front of him, feeling warm in his heart, and couldn't help reaching out to touch the little girl's hair, "It's fine if it explodes, as long as you don't embarrass Master."

"Then you two really don't have high expectations." Ling Anan smacked her lips, and put the birthday hat on her head on Zhou Jiuliang, "Then my Zhou Zhou must be the champion!"

"I know this is my trust in Brother Meng." Meng Hetang bit an apple and interrupted the two brats who were throwing dog food. "What's the matter? I'm an invisible person?? Why can't you see me??"

"Ah, you haven't left yet, Brother Meng?" Zhou Jiuliang repeated his old habit of poking at Brother Meng, "I thought you left early."

"???" Meng Hetang rolled his eyes angrily at the dumpling he raised, "Okay, okay, I'm redundant, I'm leaving! Hmph!"

"Walk slowly." Zhou Jiuliang waved his hand, "Go safe, Brother Meng."

"Pfft." Looking at Meng Hetang's back, Ling Anan couldn't help laughing, reached out and gave Zhou Jiuliang a light slap, "Where's my birthday present?"

"Aren't I your gift?" Zhou Jiuliang approached Ling Anan, leaned down and blew in the little girl's ear, "Isn't that enough?"

"How can anyone say that he is a gift?" Ling Anan covered her ears, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Why, don't you like it?" Zhou Jiuliang tilted his head, and the little milk voice came out again while talking, "Huh?"

"Oh!" Ling Anan felt that his face should be as red as a monkey's butt, stomped his feet and gritted his teeth cruelly, and stretched out his hand to grab Zhou Jiuliang's neck, "I like it! If I like it, I can't like it any more!!"

Zhou Jiuliang smiled happily, and raised his hand to hug the little girl, "You said so."

As the sun sets, only ripples remain in the room.

Zhou Jiuliang and Meng Hetang were going to Shanghai the next day, but Ling Anan didn't struggle to get up and go to the airport to see them off, and slept peacefully at home.

"Hello..." Ling An was woken up by the phone call in a daze, saw Zhou Hang who was flashing on the phone screen, typed twice and pressed the answer button.

"Hello, it's me." Zhou Jiuliang paused, "Are you still awake?"

"Hmm..." Ling Anan rubbed her eyes and tried to wake herself up, "You've arrived in Shanghai..."

"Just got off the plane." Zhou Jiuliang pulled the luggage and walked at the end of the line, "I made you lunch, and you are eating it hot."

"You expected that I wouldn't wake up in the morning, right?" Ling Anan yawned and rubbed her waist, "I know."

"It's not that I didn't expect you to wake up in the morning." Zhou Jiuliang smiled happily, "It's because I have confidence in myself."

"???" Ling Anan rolled his eyes, "I don't hesitate to say you."

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Zhou Jiuliang's little milk voice was very gentle at this time, "My birthday present for you is on the bedside."

After Zhou Jiuliang finished speaking, he hung up the phone, Ling Anan was still in the dark, this was the first time Zhou Jiuliang hung up his own phone first.

Stretching out his other hand from under the quilt to fumble on the bedside table, Ling Anan fumbled for an envelope.

Inside the envelope was a bank card and a key.

Ling Anan: ...? ? ! ! !