It was a clumsy lie. Zhuang Yiyun looked at Yan Yan's red face. He couldn't even lie. He was so shy but he dared to ask him to sleep with him. It was obviously a stranger who broke into his space, but at this moment, he felt that Yan Yan's reaction was not as annoying as he imagined. At least it sounded like his concern was real.
"I'm busy in the lab, so I don't go home often, and I'm not used to sleeping in the same bed with others." Zhuang Yiyun curved his lips a little to make his words seem less blunt. He walked into the living room and said, "Take care of the things at home. Here's the card. The password is 234567. I still have work to do, so you pack up. I'm leaving first."
Yan Yan chased out of the bedroom, but Zhuang Yiyun had already closed the door and left, leaving him alone at home without even giving him a chance to stay. He had no food on the first day of marriage, and still had no food on the first day of living together. Their relationship was even worse than that of work partners.
"Fuck, Zhuang Yiyun picked me up and threw me straight home. He just smiled at me, but then he turned around and left. Is he a human being?" Yan Yan complained to Jiang Li on the phone and threw himself down on the sofa.
"This sofa is so hard, and he actually said he wanted to sleep on it." Yan Yan punched the sofa under him.
"You can live in the house as you like, and use the card as you like. But have you seen how much money is in the card? If it were me, I would say this is the best husband in the world. Give me money, live in, but don't take back the house!"
"Go to hell, your brother Yan doesn't care about his money and house, as long as he returns to his room."
"But I think his attitude is normal. You two have agreed to get married, and he is being affectionate with you. Isn't that cheating on you? It's right to keep a distance. I think it's just right for him. Who doesn't want personal space now? He lets you live with him, and then gives you his home, telling you that he won't be home often. You can be free and comfortable. If you didn't have any improper thoughts about him, his attitude would be flawless."
"So it's my fault? I helped him, so he shouldn't have been more enthusiastic?"
"Come on, who is helping whom? It seems like you are helping him, but in fact, you are just trying to take advantage of him with evil intentions."
"That's right. If this pole can't reach the sky, it's because I, Yan Yan, don't have the skills."
The two of them joked and laughed, and chatted for a while before hanging up the phone. Yan Yan ordered a takeaway, and while eating, he opened Taobao and started looking at sofas. He looked around, and since he had money in his card, he could spend his money and please him, and it was a sure win! He had to get him a comfortable sofa bed that could be opened, and it had to be long, otherwise it wouldn't fit this guy's 190.8cm height.
Stop, we can still be good roommates regardless of height.
Yan Yan enthusiastically replaced the sofa for Zhuang Yiyun and bought a computer desk and chair for himself. As a result, after the sofa was replaced, he had already broadcast live at Zhuang Yiyun's house for two times, and Zhuang Yiyun had not returned once. For a full half month, he had started writing his graduation thesis, and the temperature was close to zero, but Zhuang Yiyun was still working in the laboratory.
Yan Yan listened to his mother and dyed his hair. He recolored his golden hair and it turned out to be a cool and stylish medium-length light golden hair. Only when his hair looked good did he feel energetic enough to go out and play. He and his friends went to watch a "show". The handsome guys in sexy muscular clothes danced with great tension, and he was even selected to go on stage to interact. It was nice to touch the chest and abdominal muscles of the boys, but he still avoided them when they wanted to hug him. The smell of sweat mixed with perfume was a bit pungent.