"My mother-in-law's mind is a little hard to guess." Yan Yan said after Zhuang Yiyun hung up the phone. She was so coquettish and wild in his arms just now, but she became uninterested in him in the blink of an eye.
Zhuang Yiyun was still not satisfied, so she pulled him into her arms and kissed him twice before answering him, "Is it the mother-in-law or the mother-in-law? Do you want your husband to teach you again?"
Yan Yan grabbed his face with both hands and pulled hard.
"You are really thick-skinned."
"The wife sings and the husband follows."
"roll."
"Wasn't it the time to call me husband yesterday?"
"Is that true? Who shouted? If your hearing is not good as you get older, you need to get it treated early."
"It doesn't matter if you can't get treatment. If you didn't hear clearly, I'll ask you to say it again."
"Stop, stop, stop!" Yan Yan held his hand, fearing that he would really behave himself.
Zhuang Yiyun was obviously pretending, and he let go when he was pushed, and just took the opportunity to pinch his hand and play with it. He could never imagine playing with a man's hand before, but now as long as he is with Yan Yan, he will never get tired of doing anything.
"I won't talk nonsense with you anymore." Yan Yan admitted defeat. Shameless people are afraid of desperate people. "Seriously, your mother must know about the live broadcast yesterday."
Zhuang Yiyun nodded and said, "Probably."
"Don't worry about it?"
"I can't control it." The last trace of smile on Zhuang Yiyun's lips disappeared, and the action of pinching Yan Yan's fingers also stopped.
There was no need to verify. Although it was unexpected that his mother would go to Luan Qing, it was indeed something he could do. If it was a foregone conclusion that her son was a homosexual, then her daughter-in-law should at least look "decent" to her.
Hah. Zhuang Yiyun sneered.
Yan Yan glanced at him and shook his hand. After shaking it for a while, he also started playing. After pinching for a while, he saw that Zhuang Yiyun still didn't respond, so he said hesitantly: "Yesterday was Valentine's Day..."
Zhuang Yiyun was still thinking about his mother going to find Luan Qing and didn't react for a while.
"You made an appointment with me." Yan Yan said, his fingertips rubbing the back of his hand intentionally or unintentionally. He wanted to distract Zhuang Yiyun's attention, and at the same time he was really curious about what he was going to do when he asked him to go to the church.
Zhuang Yiyun listened and pressed the acupuncture points on his thigh, causing him to bounce back.
"Do you have strength in your legs?"
As Zhuang Yiyun spoke, the hand moved further and further inward.
Beast!
"Ouch..." Yan Yan rolled to the side. Seeing that he still didn't smile, he pretended to shout, "I can't get up. I need my brother to feed me some fruit."
Forget it, just coax your own man.
"What do you want to eat? Cherries? We don't have strawberries at home."
Yan Yan nodded and waved his hand to signal him to go wash quickly.
Zhuang Yiyun got up to wash the cherries. Following Yan Yan's habit, he served the red fruits on a white porcelain fruit plate with gold edges. When he brought it back, Yan Yan felt satisfied just by looking at it.
He was about to reach out to take it, but after thinking for a moment he said coquettishly, "Hey, brother."
Zhuang Yiyun laughed. He seemed to have suddenly returned to the time when they first met, when he was the good-looking male college student. Zhuang Yiyun's lips curved slightly, and when he lowered his head, he met Yan Yan's gaze, catching his worries that he had not been able to hide in time.
He suddenly realized that she was trying to coax him.
Zhuang Yiyun felt like a hot water bottle was covering his chest, and he was sweating in the cold winter.
"Brother, feed you."