"What will it be like to hold hands for the first time in your imagination?"
"It may be in the spring of light rain Feifei, a field full of lavender. When his hand held my hand, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, the sun leaked from the clouds, and the mountains and plains were full of the fragrance of love."
"What I think is that in the first snowy winter. The cold wind blew my hands red. He grabbed it and stuffed it into his suit pocket. It was so steady and charming."
The car radio is broadcasting a talk show, and the new girl group is talking about their ideal love and promoting their new song "The First Love".
Jiao Qi, who was sitting in the co-pilot, took a peek at his new boyfriend Zhang Chenfei who was driving. The two have just established a relationship and haven't held hands yet. The hands on the steering wheel are distinct, and the hand that once created the world championship game, I don’t know what it feels like to hold it.
When the car drove to the door of the villa area, Jiao Qi put down the window to greet the security guard and let him open the door, but Zhang Chenfei stopped him.
"I can't bear to let you go home so early." Zhang Chenfei parked the car to the side of the road and looked at Jiao Qi eagerly.
Ever since I met this giant dick, Jiao Qi's impression of him has always remained mature and stable. When he first looked back at the appearance of this child wanting candy, he suddenly felt softened: "That..."
"Can you walk with you for a while," Zhang Chenfei looked at the road inside the villa's door, "I will send you to the door of the house, okay?"
The villa area is very large, and the owners usually drive the car directly to their door. If you walk from the gate to Jiao’s house, it will take a long way.
Hearing the lover's straightforward reluctance, Jiao Qi pursed his lips and chuckled and nodded.
The road for driving in the community is very different from the road for walking. The road for driving is straight and spacious, but the road for walking is narrow and crooked. The main reason is that few people walk home on foot. The trails are used for running and viewing, winding and climbing over the bridge.
It had just rained, and the road was still a bit slippery. A round stone was randomly placed on the artificial creek to make a bridge. Zhang Chen stepped over and frowned slightly: "There is moss on this stone, be careful." As he said, he naturally stretched out his hand to pull Jiaoqi.
Jiao Qi handed it over subconsciously, and was pulled strongly by Zhang Chenfei, jumping over the stone.
"I haven't walked in the community, and I don't know how difficult the road is."
"Very good, then we can walk a little longer." After passing the creek, Zhang Chenfei seemed to have forgotten, and didn't mean to let go of his hand at all, so he led Jiao Qi to continue walking slowly.
Jiao Qi realized that the two of them were holding hands. The warm and dry hands wrapped his palms, and the fiery throbbing spread from the skin to gradually enlarge. His face was a little hot, and he scolded himself for nothing. The man in his twenties blushed because of holding hands.
Looking up at Zhang Chenfei who was walking in front, he found that the exposed ear had also turned agate color, and couldn't help pursing his lips and snickering.
The two foolishly didn't look at the road, and just walked around in the villa area. Holding hands like kindergarten children, you can only let it go when you walk to the door of Jiao's house.
"I'm home, let the community housekeeper drive you out of the battery car." It took nearly an hour to walk over, and it was too hard to turn back.
Zhang Chenmei pursed his lips and smiled: "Don't worry about me, go in."
Jiao Qi waved goodbye to him, turned his head home, and suddenly saw Dad Jiao who was staring at them coldly, and was startled: "Dad, what are you doing here?"
"Humph."
A cold snort from his father in the dream woke up Jiao Qi, opened his eyes, and found that he was sleeping in the co-pilot and the car was driving up the mountain.
I said that I would travel twice a year in the future, but in fact it far exceeds this amount. In the morning, Zhang Chenfei said that he wanted to soak in the hot springs, and the two drove directly to the hot spring villa in the province.
"Have a nightmare?" Zhang Chenfei freed a hand to touch him.
"No, I dreamt about when we first fell in love," squeezed the still warm and dry hand, and threw it down to let him drive. "Later, I tried to walk by myself. In fact, it only takes five minutes to reach my house from the gate. minute."
"Didn't we get lost?" Zhang Chen winked at Xiaojiao's wife, and parked the car in the parking space with a beautiful flick.
There are hot spring baths everywhere on the mountain, filled with smoke. From the parking lot to the hot spring house, there is only a small stone path, which requires walking. The baggage attendant will help move there.
"Yanyan, put on a coat, it's a bit cold to go up the mountain." Zhang Chenfei got out of the car and prepared to open the suitcase to get him clothes.
"No, just a few steps away." Jiao Qi looked up at the hut not far away, shook his head and refused.
However, the temperature in the mountains changes extremely fast. Halfway through, the mountain wind roared in, instantly blowing through the thin shirt.
There was a young couple in front. The girl was wearing a skirt, shaking with the wind.
"Is it cold?" The boy said, taking off his jacket and covering it with his girlfriend.
"Aren't you cold?" The girl pulled her coat happily.
"It's okay, I'm strong." The boy smiled brightly.
Zhang Chenfei looked at his little wife and asked him, "Is it cold?"
"A little bit."
"I told you to put on a coat, but I didn't listen." Zhang Chenfei didn't take off the coat and put it on, but began to complain.
The young couple in front couldn’t help but look back. The girl sympathized with Jiao Qi, who was trembling slightly in the mountain breeze, and whispered: “Why is this man like this?” Although they are all men, no one is stronger than anyone else. , But the cynicism is too much.
"At first glance, I have been married for many years, so it doesn't hurt at all." The boy curled his lips.
The girl bit her lip and clenched the corner of her coat tightly. Is marriage really the grave of love? After many years, there will be no romance and only complain about each other? He looked up again, only to see that the taller man unbuttoned his coat and hugged the lover who was walking in front from behind.
"If you don't wear a coat, then you deserve to be held by me. I didn't mean to take advantage of you." Zhang Chenfei wrapped Jiao Qi tightly in his coat, and the big bear arched him forward.
"Don't make trouble." Jiao Qi was a little embarrassed, but his embrace was too warm, and he couldn't bear to break away.
Zhang Chenfei put his chin on the shoulders of Xiaojiao's wife, and passed by the dumbfounded couple happily, and whispered his ears to the person in his arms: "Young man, it's still too tender."
Jiao Qi smirked and poked him with his elbow: "Don't you get tired of holding it for so many years?"
"How can it be tired? If it weren't for making money to support the family, I would have liked to be a Siamese with you at home every day."
"Is it like a plaster?" It is hard to imagine what Zhang Chenfei is like on his back every day.
"No, like a wedge... Whoops, give me a try again!"
"how?"
"Hit me again, it won't warm you up."
"Naive ghost..."
"Hey-hey… "
Weibo Fanwai#520# Fanwai
In the morning, Jiao Qi woke up when someone kissed and hugged him.
"What are you doing?" Five minutes before the alarm clock sounded, Jiao Qi opened his eyes in a daze, covered the mouth he was trying to kiss without brushing his teeth, and turned his head back to kiss him on the cheek.
"Today is 520," Zhang Chenfei said happily, "so we provide a wake-up service."
520? Jiao Qi rubbed his eyes: "Well, yes, there is a'confession gift' on the live broadcast platform today, so you have to go early. Do you have any big events?"
"..." Zhang Chenfei, a harrier turned over and slammed his newly seated little wife in the soft bedding room, "It has nothing to do with business, baby."
Jiao Qi was stunned for a moment, and realized that this guy thought about this "festival", right
"This kind of obvious business scam is just to trick those who are in love with their brains into spending money to promote sales growth." The big guy who wanted to push away the obstacles got up to wash, and saw Zhang Da's face full of seriousness, Jiao Qi again Feel softened and coax him, "Aren't we saying'I love you' every day?"
After hearing this, Zhang Chenfei was really happy, and hugged Xiaojiao's wife to wash up: "That's different. The rhetoric of commercial fraud is wrong. Today is not an'I love you' festival."
"Huh?" When he was speaking, he was hugged by his old attacker to the washing table, Jiao Qi took the toothbrush squeezed with toothpaste and looked at him suspiciously.
"520 is the meaning of'I love zero'. Today is a small zero festival. It needs to take care of 360 degrees without blind spots. Correspondingly, tomorrow is 521, which is the old attack festival." Zhang Chenfei is confident. Talking, handed the warm water for gargle to Xiaojiao's wife.
Jiao Qi almost swallowed his mouthful of foam: "Who said that?"
"Many people say that, the Imperial Marshal, the Asia-Pacific underworld godfather, Prince Nicholas..."
"..."
After eating the loving breakfast, Jiao Qi rejected someone's proposal to hug him downstairs, and cut off Zhang Dadi's attempt to treat him as a disabled person for a day with a slap. After being beaten, Zhang Chenfei was honest, and consciously proposed that "it is better to celebrate the holidays in the traditional way" and told Xiaojiao's wife to leave work early and give gifts with a delicious meal.
Jiao Qi reluctantly responded. Although it was a boring business "consumption festival", Zhang Chenfei said that he couldn't help but have some expectations for the evening gift.
However, according to Zhang Dazhao's theory, tomorrow is "I love one", and he has to buy a gift for Zhang Chenfei. Explain to Annie: "Order the watch you watched last time, and send it here before noon tomorrow."
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Jiao, who had left early, understood the meaning of this kind of commercial festival. It's not about the festival, what's important is the heart that thinks about each other.
Having a candlelight dinner in the villa, the housekeeper personally played the violin, and the atmosphere was just right.
"The gift is in the room." Zhang Chenfei mysteriously hugged him up to the second floor.
Pushing open the heavy soundproof wooden door, in the middle of the large bed, there is a gold box wrapped with blue ribbon, which looks very expensive. He raised his eyebrows slightly, thanking him that he bought the same expensive watch in return, knowing that Zhang Dadi would spend money indiscriminately.
Pulling open the ribbon expectantly, the golden box opened automatically, layering on top of each other, revealing the bottles and cans inside. The smile on the corner of Jiao's mouth gradually disappeared and began to twitch slightly.
In the box is a set of brand new-the ultimate luxury deep-sea caviar daisy care kit.
"... Are you sure this is my gift, not yours?"
"Of course, this gift also comes with supporting maintenance services." Zhang Chenfei smiled and picked up a golden bottle.
"I think this festival is not very friendly to me."
"How come? Come, let the big cock technician give you 360-degree care without dead ends."
520 World Love Zero Day, it is everyone's responsibility to take care of the little ones.
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"Annie, return the watch."
[Okay, what do you send tomorrow? 】
"Five yuan and two cents a red envelope, can't be more."
[6.1 Fan Wai] Yaozu
On the day of June 1st, Zhang Chenfei gave the employees a half-day vacation.
Seeing his own president go out in full bloom, the employees whispered behind their backs.
"It's not the same if you have a child. Everyone knows that June 1st has passed."
"When the young masters go to school, will we be able to have winter and summer vacations."
"You can ask Mr. Jiao first if he doesn't agree."
"...Ahaha, let's go, it's a rare holiday."
Speaking of Mr. Jiao, everyone consciously silenced, and instantly became a bird and beast.
The afternoon sun was just right. On the lawn of the villa, a big golden retriever lay lazily under the shade of the tree, and two little boys were running wildly around it.
"Put up the pergola and don't expose the little master." The housekeeper asked the servants to open the automatic pergola in the yard. The June sun began to be venomous, and the children’s skin was tender and easily damaged by the sun.
The translucent retractable pergola stretches out from under the eaves, filtering the unfriendly daylight, placing two people and one dog in soft light.
These two children were made with double sperm cultivation and artificial uterus, and they got 10% off thanks to the relationship between the grandfather of the children. The eldest son is Zhang Chengyao, four years old this year, and the younger is Jiao Chengzu, and they are one year apart.
"Brother, is Guangzong the eldest brother of the two of us?" Little Azu lay on the grass, nose to the big golden retriever.
Guangzong squinted his eyes and licked the child with his tongue.
"It's a dog, we are humans, why are we big brothers?" Ah Yao pulled his younger brother over to prevent him from getting too close to the dog. Dad said that children have poor resistance and cannot breathe against adults or animals.
"Well, Uncle Gao said,'Guangzong Yaozu is a real brother as soon as he hears it.'" Azu didn't quite understand, moved his little butt to his brother's side, and slept with him on the big golden retriever.
There was the sound of a car outside, and Ah Yao immediately sat up and looked at the door with beaming eyes: "Dads are back!"
"Huh? Is it so early?"
Jiao Qi got out of the car and saw the two sons running hand in hand with short legs, bending over and holding each hand one by one.
"Daddy, why is it so early today?" Azu was young, and his speech was not very clear, with a little waxy nasal voice.
After having children, the two lived in villas most of the time, and only lived in the city when they were too busy at work. It's just that the villa is far away, and it gets dark every day when I come back.
"Today is Children's Day." Zhang Chenfei took the heavier Ah Yao and gave him a small water gun.
"Wow!" Ah Yao obviously likes this, and when he picks it up, he squeezes the trigger and bursts out a bunch of bubbles.
"Dad, I want too!" Azu saw that his brother had a bubble gun, and he wanted to play with it.
Zhang Chenfei took out another one like a trick, gave it to his younger son, and told them to come down and play. The brothers had guns, and immediately forgot to act like a baby with their fathers, and started a bubble fight. Guangzong saw the sky full of bubbles, and immediately became energetic, and did not sleep anymore, jumped up and chased the bubbles.
Jiao Qi looked at the lively children and couldn't help but smile: "Where did you get the bubble gun?"
"New surroundings," Zhang Chenfei said with a smile, and took Xiaojiao's wife to sit aside, and handed him the drink brought by the housekeeper, "Tomorrow is the weekend, let's take the kids to the playground."
"Okay," Jiao Qi replied casually, watching the elder son spray bubbles on his younger brother's head, and then he was chased by the younger brother to spray ass, and said in a daze, "I never played bubbles when I was a kid."
The care of a cheap babysitter is far from the standard of a British butler. The toy I remember now is the bucket of building blocks that will never be piled up forever.
Zhang Chenfei took out a plastic bottle from his pocket and handed it to him: "I almost forgot, this is yours."
The slap-sized bottle, with colorful wrapping paper, is rough in workmanship. It is exactly the kind of old-fashioned bubble water sold in the park when Jiao Qi was a child.
"Where did you get this?" Jiao Qi took it in surprise, unscrew it and wanted to blow one, subconsciously looked at his son who was not far away, coughed and screwed it back, "I'm not playing this."
"Today is Children's Day, and Yanyan children can also play." Zhang Chenfei smiled and helped him unscrew, motioning him to blow a bubble.
Jiao Qi was amused by him, and he blew out a bubble, just sticking to the tip of Zhang Chenfei's nose: "Would you like to play with the big cock kid?"
Zhang Chenfei pointed his nose to him and squeezed the bubble: "The big dick kid wants to play with the Yanyan kid."
"… rogue."
The young Azu who was in the fierce battle suddenly lost his gun and covered his eyes with both hands.
"What's wrong, got it in the eyes?" Ah Yao was startled, and threw the gun to look at his brother.
"Dads, kissed again." Azu peeked through his fingers.
Ah Yao looked back and picked up the gun again: "What's so strange about this."
"Brother, can we kiss each other too?" Azu asked, tilting his head up.
The brother sprayed a bubble on his head: "No, you can only kiss your daughter-in-law, I am your brother."
"Oh, when will I have a wife?"
"When you go to kindergarten, I will find one for you."
"Really?"
"Of course, your brother and I are the kindergarten!"
"OK."
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Happy holidays, kids!
#迪奥先生# "The next husband" (a script that was not written in the outline)
Jiao Qi took Guangzong for a walk in the park. The sky that had been clear and clear before changed, and suddenly it rained heavily. The people in the park scattered and left, and he also took Guangzong and ran to a pavilion to take shelter from the rain.
The rain poured out of the bowl, and no matter how fast he ran, it was soggy. Jiao Qi took off his dripping suit jacket, shivering by the cool autumn breeze. After waiting for a long time, the rain didn't stop, so I had to call his old attacker.
These two days, Zhang Dick is in the normal period, and it is still reliable.
Not long after, Zhang Chenfei came slowly with a big black umbrella, stopped ten steps away from the pavilion, and looked at the little wife with dripping hair pity: "How can you make yourself so embarrassed? "
"The weather forecast didn't say it was raining today... Snee..." Jiao Qi blinked innocently, and the cool breeze blew through his shirt, causing him to sneeze.
Zhang Dadi took a deep breath, stepped forward quickly, took off his coat and put it on Xiaojiao's wife, and looked down at Guangzong who had turned into a mud dog: "It's too difficult for you to take a child by yourself, so follow me. Well, I will treat this child as my own."
"..." Jiao Qi's hands stiffened, looking at Guangzong who was wagging his tail and rubbing mud on the legs of Zhang Chen's trousers, "You said, this kid?"
"Well," Zhang Chenfei touched the child's dog's head lovingly, "He will follow my surname Zhang from now on."
"..."
It seems to be a script for an affectionate tyrant marrying a second-married single father, Jiao Qi casually asked a few sentences to figure it out, but the child's father is temporarily untestable, it is estimated that it is either Li Yingjun or Wang Uncle.
On the weekend, Lao Gao asked everyone to go fishing at the farmhouse, and Li Yingjun, who was not busy, also went, and was studying with Lao Gao how to use the new barbecue grill. Seeing that the couple came with the puppies, they hurriedly stood up and said hello: "You are here."
Unexpectedly, Li Yingjun was there, Jiao Qi felt instinctively about to suffer, and Zhang Dazong walked over with Guangzong in his arms without holding him.
"You are here too, come my son, and call him Uncle Li," Zhang Chenfei said with malicious intent, raising his chin and arrogantly, "He will follow my surname Zhang!" His son changed his name to someone else’s father and changed his surname. It must be uncomfortable, right
Li Yingjun was suffocated by this domineering swearing-in-sovereignty, and the hand that touched the dog stopped in the air. After a while, he took a sentence: "Then, can I still touch it?"
…
After catching the fish, start the barbecue. Everyone's food was given to Lao Gao, who knew how to eat the most, and Zhang Chen stood behind Lao Gao and pointed to the country without any work.
"Don't put so many peppers, your sister-in-law can't eat spicy ones."
"Bake it better, there are parasites."
"Stewpot fish soup, Jiao Qi has to drink the soup before eating."
Gao Shiqing was blown up by his chanting: "My brother, can you stop for a while, I can't see you to bake it!"
"Hush, cooperate. I have to show Li Yingjun how happy Jiao Qi is with me and make the kid regret it." Zhang Dajiao narrowed his eyes, full of revenge pleasure.
"The two of them just met each other once, do you think you are? You have been grudged for so many years." Lao Gao said that he did not understand this.
Jiao Qi and Li Yingjun, who were sitting over there drinking tea, looked at each other speechlessly, Guangzong gnawed grass at his feet. The embarrassed President Li tried to find a conversation: "I heard that this child's surname is Zhang?"
Jiao Qi: "..."
After playing around for a whole day, Jiao Qi felt a little tired when he went home at night.
"Don't make trouble, I'm tired." Jiao Qi yawned, pushing the guy who unbuttoned his pajamas.
"Why? Last night, I was still in the middle of the wave. I didn't touch Li Yingjun when I saw Li Yingjun." Zhang Chenfei sneered. "The old feelings have rekindled?"
"What are you talking about!" This sounded a little annoying, even if he knew he was ill, Jiao Qi couldn't help being angry.
"Look at your own situation, and then decide whether to push me away." Pushing the man down again, Zhang Chen smiled and tore away the clothes of his little wife, pointing to the little golden retriever squatting on the bed, "I keep it This dog bastard is looking for your face. Take care of me, he owns these hundreds of millions of fortunes; if you provoke me, treat him as a dog!"
Jiao Qi turned to look at Guangzong's innocent dog face, otherwise
Seeing that Xiaojiao's wife was frightened, Zhang Dacock felt distressed again, so she leaned over and kissed him: "Don't be afraid, you behave, Guangzong will always be my young master of the Zhang family."
"...Thank you so much."
#迪奥先生#
I just remembered that today is Xiaojiao's wife's birthday.
When Jiao Qi was young, his parents were busy with work. Every birthday, he just received a bunch of useless gifts. No one accompany him to blow candles, and no one sang birthday songs to him. He always thought it was like this on his birthday, until he married Zhang Dazhao.
On his first birthday after marriage, Zhang Dazhao was busy going on a business trip because the company was still in a difficult period.
Maybe the secretary will buy a gift for it, right? Jiao Qi thought about it, but didn't care. He worked till the evening, and the person surnamed Zhang didn't even have a phone call. This is a bit too much, Jiao Qi couldn't help but made a call, and no one answered. On this day, it is better to have gifts and greetings before marriage.
Back to the apartment listlessly, he opened the door and smelled a scent. The kitchen light was on, and a tall figure was busy wearing an apron.
"Zhang big dick?" Jiao Qi endured and endured, still couldn't help but cocked the corners of his mouth.
"Huh? You're back!" Zhang Dadi raised his hands full of flour and leaned over, begging for a kiss, "The plane is late, so I just got home, so I can wash my hands right away."
Hot dishes, hand-made longevity noodles, and a delicate little cake. There is no grand party, no expensive and useless gifts, only full of heart and companionship in every possible way.
"Come on, Lao Gong sing a birthday song for you." Through the warm candlelight, the cheesy face looked silly and cute. A big man clapped his hands and sang a birthday song, urging him to make a wish.
What wish? I hope that every birthday in the future can be spent with the person in front of me, and I hope this love will never fade. The latter sentence seems to be too extravagant, so I crossed it out silently, for fear that the first one would not be realized if it is too greedy.
He made a wish, opened his eyes, and saw a magnified face. Someone was already close to him, waiting for him to kiss him the moment he opened his eyes.
"Happy birthday baby, all your wishes will come true. God won't help you come true, always help you."
Although he did not hear the wishes made by Xiaojiao’s wife, he would definitely come back every year, no matter where he was, to sing birthday songs for Jiao Qi to make longevity noodles by himself. This love has not faded, on the contrary, it will last forever. , Always passionate.
Zhang Dazzle: "It will last forever, do you understand?"
Xiaojiao wife: "Get out!"
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