"Come here, come and sit down and talk at home." Zheng Bulu took the lead and greeted Lin Yazhi warmly to the house.
Chen Shiyi, who was a little worried that the scene would be embarrassing: "..."
The scene doesn't seem to be embarrassing anymore. The only embarrassing thing is her who was forgotten behind her by her current and ex-husbands.
Fortunately, there was a pig's hoof that was not completely blinded by the lard. Lin Yazhi walked halfway and finally remembered to stop and wait for her: "Shi Yi, come together."
Zheng Bulu said with a "haha" smile: "Shi Yi is familiar, she can go by herself."
Chen Shiyi: "..."
Chen Shiyi snorted softly: "It's been too long, I forgot what your parents were like."
Zheng Bulu spreads his hands and skillfully throws the blame: "When I got divorced back then, I said that I gave you this house, but you didn't want it yourself."
Chen Shiyi rolled his eyes: "So don't forget it."
Zheng Bulu was speechless for a while, but his ex-wife was still so logical and impeccable.
Lin Yazhi silently inserted between the two, blocking Zheng Bulu's sight: "Brother Zheng, let's hurry into the room and talk inside."
"Yes yes yes." Zheng Bulu was once again confused by Lin Yazhi's pure appearance, he forgot to raise a bar with his ex-wife, and went home on Lin Yazhi's shoulders.
Shao Sijia folded his hands on the back of his head, stretched his body, "tsk tsk" and shook his head: "Asura Field, Asura Field."
Chen Shiyi glanced at her and did not understand the meaning of "Asura Field", Shao Sijia gave her a cheering look: "Don't worry, stepmother, your chances of winning are still very good!"
Chen Shiyi: "...???" Why is it so hard to understand what young people say today
Lin Qian and Zheng Pingqing followed behind the two of them, and He Yijun walked last.
Zheng Ping slowed down slightly, making sure that He Yijun could hear his voice, and then complained to Lin Qian, "My father is so generous."
Lin Qian seemed very puzzled: "Why do you say that?"
Zheng Ping snorted coldly, "That's him, and you can still be friends with your father. I really don't feel worth it for him."
Lin Qian was even more puzzled: "Is there any problem?"
The conversation between the two made He Yijun, who was walking behind, feel a cold sweat. Since the appearance of Lin Qian's family, she has been in a state of high alert like a bird with a fright. , heard the conversation between the two.
He Yijun's heartbeat suddenly stalled, and he stepped forward quickly and interrupted them: "Oh, I forgot to ask you first, what do you want to eat at noon, I will let the kitchen prepare it."
Zheng Pingqing looked at her amusingly: "Didn't you all prepare for the morning?"
He Yijun looked kind and loving: "I'm not afraid that you will not be appetizing."
Lin Qian smiled and said, "Auntie is really attentive."
He Yijun's smile didn't change: "It's all his own children, isn't this what it should be."
"Oh." Lin Qian responded, and then began to order food, "Then I want to eat crab roe tofu, pickled buns, crispy barbecued pork, garlic and white meat..."
Lin Qian ordered several famous dishes from several provinces in a row, and heard He Yijun's smile gradually disappear.
At the end, Lin Qian smiled obediently: "That's it, don't order too much, so as not to cause you trouble."
He Yijun's smile froze on her face. She just made a random excuse to stop the two of them from continuing to talk about their parents. Who would have thought that Lin Qian would actually order so many dishes if he didn't take it seriously.
These dishes are all of different cuisines, so suddenly proposed, the professional chefs sent by the housekeeping company may not be able to do all of them.
Does this person know the rules of being a guest
He Yijun suddenly had a nameless fire in his heart, but he couldn't show it at all, and he had to accompany him with a smile: "Actually, I prepared a lot of other dishes today..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zheng Pingqing continued, "I like these dishes too, Aunt He, remember to prepare, and you can't miss any of them."
He Yijun: "..."
He Yijun mocked and said, "Can you finish so many dishes?"
"If you can't finish eating, leave it." Zheng Pingqing said playfully, "Our rich family doesn't need to think about saving."
He Yijun: "..."
He Yijun pinched his fingertips and tried to keep his smile: "Since you like it, then I'll arrange it."
Entering the room, Zheng Bulu and Lin Yazhi had already sat down and chatted.
Zheng Bulu has been rolling around in the mall for many years, and inevitably he has caught the common hobby of some middle-aged men. He is making tea and telling Lin Yazhi about his collection.
Lin Yazhi sat calmly between him and Chen Shiyi, separating the direct eye contact between the two of them, as if listening to Zheng Bulu's collection experience with great enthusiasm, not forgetting to nod at any time to agree, the scene was a joyous one.
"This tea cake was given by a friend in southern Yunnan. Chen tea, he finally received it, and now it has no market price..." Zheng Bulu opened an antique wooden box, "You try..."
Lin Yazhi declined: "This is your treasure, I won't drink it."
Zheng Bulu broke the tea without saying a word: "What is a treasure, tea, of course, it only makes sense to drink it to someone who understands it, right?"
Lin Yazhi smiled: "Yes."
Chen Shiyi was drowsy listening to it. She and her ex-husband really had nothing in common. Every topic that Zheng Bulu liked was a sleeping pill for her.
Of course, her hobbies have the same effect on Zheng Bulu.
Originally, she thought that Lin Yazhi, who had similar interests to her own, should also not be interested in Zheng Bulu's topic, but she didn't expect...
Chen Shiyi looked numbly at Zheng Bulu, who took Lin Yazhi's shoulder and held the tea cake to a place with better light. Whether it is good or bad, you can start from the appearance..."
"Heh—" Chen Shiyi finally couldn't help yawning, and reached out to serve the tea. At this time, she needed to be refreshed very much.
"Hey, Shiyi, don't be too busy drinking." Zheng Bulu quickly reached out to hold her, but Lin Yazhi quickly blocked her.
Lin Yazhi looked at him with a smile: "I think it's important to drink tea."
"Right!" When Zheng Bulu met his confidant, he suddenly forgot to stop Chen Shiyi, and then told Lin Yazhi with great interest, "Really good tea, it's not drinking, it's delicious, look at the color of the soup first... and then smell it. This aroma... Finally, slowly savor the taste and texture... ”
Chen Shiyi's head was dizzy when he heard it, so he simply ignored Zheng Bulu, took a large glass for drinking, poured a large cup of tea by himself, and drank it "gudonggudong".
"Ah, sober up." Chen Shiyi shook his head, feeling that he had escaped from the science popularization of middle-aged greasy men.
But after hearing Zheng Bulu's "tsk tsk", he shook his head again and again, pulled Lin Yazhi and said, "Look at her, this is called an old cow chewing peony, and I don't know how to appreciate it at all."
Lin Yazhi's smile didn't change: "Don't stare at her, continue to tell me, how does this soup look? How does it smell? How does it taste and taste?"
Chen Shiyi glanced at Lin Yazhi in panic.
He even asked questions! This kind of middle-aged man who likes popular science collections must not ask him questions unless he has to, otherwise he can tell you about the old days.
Sure enough, Zheng Bulu was overjoyed when he heard the words, and immediately leaned closer to Lin Yazhi: "Brother Lin, you are asking the right person..."
Chen Shiyi rolled her eyes up to the sky. It was the one who should have come. This "brother" called out. She seemed to see thousands of sleeping pills coming towards her.
"I'll go to the kitchen to help." Chen Shiyi stood up decisively, "Let's have a good chat."
Shao Sijia, who pretended to be a lady for a long time, got up and said, "I'll go too."
Zheng Bulu didn't hold back: "Whatever."
Lin Yazhi didn't give up, but warned: "Safety is the most important thing, don't be brave if you can't."
Chen Shiyi: "..."
…
On the other side, Lin Qian and Zheng Pingqing ran away as soon as they entered the room. The two avoided the family and went to the top terrace together.
In the past, the terrace of Zheng's house was taken care of by a special person, and a lot of plants were planted.
Before the new year, when Zheng Bulu came back, He Feicai found another home improvement design company. This time, they turned the terrace into a glass flower house.
However, at this time, the green vines have not grown well, only evergreen plants and flowers blooming in winter are dotted around. There are colorful lights hanging on the glass top and artificially decorated tree vines, but it is daytime, and the lights are not very visible. Effect.
Outside the glass room, there are solid wood long tables and outdoor sofas, and rattan chairs and swings are scattered around, which is convenient to sit and rest at any time.
"Happy New Year." While Lin Qian was looking at the flowers, Zheng Pingqing wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, then picked him up and turned around, pushing him onto the outdoor sofa.
Lin Qian was pushed onto the sofa, his back against the soft backrest. Then, Zheng Pingqing also jumped up. He put his hands on the back of the sofa, and knelt on both sides of Lin Qian's thighs with his legs apart. He was completely imprisoned under his body, then looked down at him: "I saw you on the first day of the new year, this year will definitely be a good year."
Lin Qian lazily leaned against the back of the sofa, half lying down, looked up at him, and said with a smile, "Then every future year will be a good year for you."
Zheng Pingqing's eyes curled up and he got closer, feeling Lin Qian's slightly moist breath, and said, "As you said, every new year in the future will be spent with me."
Lin Qian put his hands around his neck and teased, "It's as if you gave me a chance to choose?"
"Of course I'll give you a choice." Zheng Pingqing almost touched his nose, "To be the best boyfriend in the world, you must fully respect the wishes of the other half."
His voice became a little sticky: "You can choose to spend every new year with me in the future, or..."
"Huh?" Lin Qian raised his eyebrows.
Zheng Pingqing thought for a while, then suddenly angrily said, "Forget it, I can't think of any other choice."
He bit Lin Qian's nose lightly, "I still don't give you a choice, you can only choose to have sex with me."
Lin Qian was not at all surprised by this result, and gave up very directly: "Don't worry, I have no other ideas. In my life, you are the only boyfriend."
"Oops." Zheng Pingqing frowned, "I miss you."
Lin Qian simply closed his eyes: "...Come on."
Zheng Pingqing pressed his head down, while Lin Qian raised his head slightly, and the two kissed.
There was a faint smell of gun smoke in the air, but it couldn't resist the sweetness of the kiss.
The atmosphere was so good, both of them were a little forgetful.
Zheng Pingqing followed Lin Qian's lower lip and kissed his chin, and then kissed his neck.
Lin Qian let go of his neck with both hands, wrapped his arms around his waist, and pulled him in his direction to make him stick even tighter.
Zheng Pingqing couldn't help but put his hand to the hem of Lin Qian's sweater...
At this moment, there was a loud "bang" sound in the distance, followed by a burst of "crackling" sound like a gust of wind and rain.
Someone started setting off firecrackers illegally.
The sudden sound made the two people who were intoxicated in the ambiguity shudder for a while. Zheng Pingqing's legs softened and he sat directly on Lin Qian's sensitive part.
"Grass, I'm going to report." Zheng Pingqing scolded angrily.
Immediately after looking at the part where the two were stuck together, he sighed with great regret: "Oh, why do humans wear pants?"
Lin Qian raised his eyelids to look at him: "In order to prevent minors from breaking the law in the New Year."
He said, suddenly turned sideways, hugged Zheng Pingqing's waist and put him down on the sofa, he pressed him up, sat directly on Zheng Pingqing, pressed his lower body that was about to move, and said with a smile but not a smile : "Minors, it's better not to move below the neck."
However, seeing Zheng Pingqing's eyes glowing with unsightly brilliance, he said excitedly, "Ride on the first day of the new year, this year is indeed a good year, exciting!"
Lin Qian: "..."
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