The word "wife" that he shouted out at the same time was like a switch that fiercely opened the seal in Zhuang Yiyun's body. As if he was short of oxygen, his breathing became heavier unconsciously, trying to fill his squeezed lungs with air. But he was too close to Yan Yan, so that every breath of air that entered his lungs carried the faint smell of alcohol that Yan Yan exhaled.
Yan Yan didn't lie. It was natural for a cook to steal food. When he was mixing drinks, if he had time, he would pour himself a little, not too much, otherwise it would affect his performance. But even this slight smell of alcohol was like adrenaline injected directly into Zhuang Yiyun's vein.
The ambiguity was so intense that Yan Yan's ears, which had been "seduced" by Zhuang Yiyun, turned red. He looked up and saw himself in Zhuang Yiyun's deep eyes. Such a handsome man only had eyes for him, which was really confusing.
"You really have a damn strong desire to win."
In the past, if Zhuang Yiyun dared to call him his wife, he would have rushed over and pushed her down. But being rejected too many times made him a little smarter, so he spoke and acted with leeway, half teasing and half testing.
Zhuang Yiyun was like a balloon that had just been blown up, and then a needle stabbed him and he flew out of the window. He closed his eyes, as if he suddenly woke up, and didn't know how to respond for a moment.
Is it because of his desire to win? Yan Yan said he was jealous, and he really felt sour inside, as if he was soaked in old vinegar. So does he like Yan Yan
What does it mean to like someone? This is a question that Zhuang Yiyun has never considered or experienced. For someone who grew up in an extremely high-pressure environment, like a flower in the water and the moon in the mirror, he has no sense of reality.
Zhuang Yiyun came back to his senses, and reason took over again. Without investigation, there is no right to speak. Since I don't know what it means to like someone, I have to study and research it before discussing this topic.
He didn't respond, Yan Yan felt a little disappointed, but he thought it was reasonable. This man is like this, he was indifferent to his flirting before, how can he expect him to really react now. It's normal for a man to have a possessive and competitive desire when someone who has always been around him doesn't put him in a special position. But this thing may not help him, not to mention that he has given up his need for this divine face.
"Okay, I get it. At least you have one more certificate than them, so you are more qualified to shout. I admit it." Yan Yan smiled heartlessly, and the ambiguity just now disappeared.
No longer in the mood to play, Yan Yan accepted Zhuang Yiyun's offer to take him home. On the way, melodious music floated in the air from the car, and Yan Yan leaned forward to look out the window, not knowing what he was thinking.
"I want to eat the food Aunt Qian cooked." Zhuang Yiyun stopped and said when crossing the traffic light.
"I'm too lazy to send it off. You're dreaming. My mother made this for her daughter-in-law. Do you think that just because you call me wife, I will become her daughter-in-law?"
Zhuang Yiyun stopped talking. Yan Yan became annoyed. This guy kept silent on key issues. It was really speechless! He didn't talk to Zhuang Yiyun again until he got off the car.
Originally, he thought Zhuang Yiyun would drop him off at the community and leave, but he didn't expect Zhuang Yiyun to park the car and go upstairs with him. He looked at him and asked what he was doing, but Yan Yan refused to ask. He didn't want to talk to this person, he would be pissed off. Think about how he had endured it before? Life is a kind of practice, so he should have completed at least one year's worth of practice in the past period of time.