Wen Zezhen left after saying this.
Only Rong Yuheng was left staring blankly at the closed bathroom door... He was a kind hamster, he never hurt anyone.
Rong Yuheng, after thinking to no avail, chose to give up as always, stripped off his clothes and began to take a shower.
The shower in Wen Zezhen's house is very comfortable, and the water temperature is warm. The heat in the bathroom is lingering, and the sound of "rushing" water seems to be hypnotizing. Rong Yuheng came up after a while of washing, and narrowed his eyes slowly. .
The water flowed down from the top of his head, wrapping his IQ and flowing down the sewer together...
Rong Yuheng squinted for a while, then shook his head to regain his senses, he couldn't wash too fast, otherwise the chicken would freeze.
Rong Yuheng thought for a while, then decided to open his voice to wake up—
The loud tenor resounded through the bathroom in an instant, mixed with the sound of "rushing" water and a little reverberation, overflowing the crack of the door and echoing throughout the bedroom:
“Nice mountain, water, and place~
All roads are open~”
… Wen Zezhen, who just pushed open the bedroom door, "?"
Rong Yuheng's singing became more and more high-pitched with the sound of water:
"Friends come and have a good drink~
If the jackal comes,
To meet it there is a shotgun! "
"..." Wen Jackal.
He squeezed his trousers, and the charming thoughts in his heart dissipated instantly.
Wen Zezhen turned his head and hung his trousers and bathrobe on the door handle, knocking on the door to interrupt Rong Yuheng's intoxicated singing, "The clothes are hung here, wash them and take them out for yourself."
Rong Yuheng's singing stopped abruptly, and then hummed with water vapor, "Thank you, owner~"
Wen Zezheng touched his hand, and he felt that his dissipated mind was gradually gathering again.
Rong Yuheng quickly rinsed himself inside, then wrapped a bath towel and opened the door, his head sticking out to take a look.
I saw Wen Zezhen sitting at the table by the window, taking a magazine seriously and flipping through it.
Rong Yuheng stretched out his hand to take away his pants and bathrobe and retracted them to put them on. He felt a warm feeling when he went out, "It's so warm."
Wen Zezhen raised his head to look at him. The latter's hair was still wet, resting on his forehead, his face was rosy and pink due to the heat, and his eyes seemed to be soaked in water vapor, and he was very spiritual.
Wen Zezhen only glanced at it and then lowered his eyes quickly, "It's cold, so you only wore a bathrobe. If you were afraid you would catch a cold, you turned on the floor heating."
Rong Yuheng covered his heart with emotion, "The owner actually knows how to keep a constant temperature!"
Wen Zezhen was helpless and amused by his remarks, so he stood up and pushed the person back to the bathroom, "Go and dry your hair."
Rong Yuheng shyly said, "This is the responsibility of the owner."
Wen Zezhen, "… "
Hi ... Hi from the sky!
He restrained the corners of his mouth not to cock too much, and used his life-long skills to show a "must do it" attitude, "It really is a precious hamster."
Rong Yuheng, "Kekeke~"
Wen Zezhen shoved the man into the bathroom, took the hair dryer and blew the hair on his head.
Wen Zezhen was half a head taller than Rong Yuheng. Standing behind him at this moment, his shoulders are wide and his back is wide, and his long arms are almost encircling him in his arms.
In front of Rong Yuheng is a mirror. After the heat dissipates, the mirror surface gradually becomes clear—
I saw Wen Zezhen lowered his eyes, looked serious and gentle, and gently rubbed his broad palms on his head, as if he was about to kiss him when he turned his head slightly.
Looking at this scene in the mirror seems extraordinarily shameful, Rong Yuheng suddenly felt awkward and could not help shrinking his neck.
Wen Zezhen stopped and asked him softly, "Is it hot?"
Rong Yuheng said, "No."
Wen Zezhen continued to blow it to him, "That's good, your hair is so bright, it's a pity that you get burned."
Rong Yuheng, "..." Well, the awkwardness disappeared, and it was still the familiar hamster script.
However, Wen Zezhen's heart was not at peace at this moment.
Rong Yuheng had fair skin, and the neckline of the bathrobe was wide open. When Wen Zezhen looked down from the top, he saw the graceful lines on the back of his neck all the way down into the neckline. When he turned his head to the side, he could even see the latter's beautiful collarbone and Adam's apple, wiggling slightly as he spoke.
It's fragrant, tender, and delicious.
The key is that as long as you gently hug, you can hold your waist and wrap your arms around it.
Wen Zezhen turned off the hair dryer and took two steps back, "Okay."
Rong Yuheng rubbed his head, "Thank you."
After the two went out, they chatted in the bedroom for a while. Nearly twelve o'clock, Wen Zezhen took the quilt out of the closet and spread it on the ground, "I'm ready to sleep, you sleep in the bed, I sleep here."
Rong Yuheng had the feeling that the bird was occupying the dove's nest, "I'd better sleep on the ground."
Wen Zezhen said, "I want you to sleep on the ground and I will sleep on the bed. Do you think I can fall asleep?"
Rong Yuheng was silent for two seconds, then tentatively stretched out his head, "Then let's go to bed together?"
"… "
Wen Zezhen's expression almost didn't hold back!
He took a deep breath and shook the quilt violently, "Single bed, squeeze while sleeping, we will sleep separately."
It's not that Wen Zezhen didn't want to sleep together, but he was afraid that he couldn't hold it. In particular, Rong Yuheng is now covered with the scent of his shower gel, and looks very defenseless.
Wen Zezhen felt that it was reasonable for him to flirt with his mouth, to make small movements occasionally, or to have some sullen thoughts in his heart. But people haven't caught up yet, so how can they sleep with people in their arms with this kind of thought
That's too much!
Seeing Wen Zezhen insisting, Rong Yuheng could only compromise with a "Oh".
Wen Zezhen said to him while making the bed, "If you wear a bathrobe, it will be uncomfortable to sleep. I have clothes in my closet. You can use whichever is comfortable and wear it as pajamas."
What Wen Zezhen thought was that they couldn't sleep together, but they could have "boyfriend shirts"! He thought of Rong Yuheng wearing his plus-size clothes, with a wide neckline and a hem that just covered his legs... Even if he didn't sleep together, he was worth it tonight.
Rong Yuheng went to the closet with kindness and sighed, "I will eat yours, wear yours and live with you now... This main pet script is too real!"
Wen Zezhen gave a "hmm" and glanced at Rong Yuheng from the corner of his eye.
Immediately afterwards, he watched Rong Yuheng pull out a set of clothes from an unknown corner of the closet.
Shaking it away, it was just enough to cover itself.
Wen Zezhen's pupils dilated slightly...
This should be the summer school uniform he wore when he went to school ten years ago. After Rong Yuheng put it on, it was completely integrated and complemented each other.
Rong Yuheng happily circled in front of Wen Zezheng, "Look, doesn't it fit well? Those clothes of yours are too big, I didn't expect such a piece!"
Wen Zezhen's lips twitched slightly, "...I didn't expect it either."
He even had wooden eyes. Rong Yuheng was already tender, but now he looks more like a middle school student.
Wen Zezhen dragged the person away after washing and then dragged him back, tucked him into the bed, "sleep, sleep..."
Rong Yuheng snuggled in the quilt to pick up the song, "My dear~ baby."
"..." Wen Zezhen turned off the light with a "pop".
He thought, isn't it a baby, he is embarrassed to have other thoughts. Appears like a pervert.
midnight.
Wen Zezhen had a dream.
In the dream, he went back to the day of the audition. On the bright big stage, he met Rong Yuheng for the first time.
Rong Yuheng was twisting his waist and tilting his butt towards himself, "I like to be taller, you will?"
Wen Zezhen felt that his heart was beating very fast. He saw that he put his hand on Rong Yuheng's waist and said, "I like it too, you can be taller."
Immediately afterwards, Rong Yuheng's clothes changed, becoming the school uniform of junior high school students. The stage in the background suddenly disappeared, turning into an empty land. Above their heads was the numb sky, and a lightning bolt slammed down with a bang!
Wen Zezhen's heart tightened when he heard a majestic voice, "If you attack a minor, the sky will be struck by thunder!"
Wen Zezhen was in a hurry and defended against the dark night sky, "I didn't, I didn't!"
At this moment, Rong Yuheng suddenly jumped like a hamster, his legs were caught on Wen Zezhen's waist, and he started to circle around happily - circle after circle, circle after circle... Wen Zezheng I wanted him to come down first, and I couldn't convince myself of my crime in front of God, but I found that I couldn't say anything. I just felt that my stomach was suffocated, and my chest couldn't breathe.
"Um… !"
Wen Zezhen groaned and suddenly woke up from the dream—
When I opened my eyes, there was a black and numb ceiling, but the feeling of suffocation did not disappear.
He looked down and saw a figure with a quilt and a pillow pressed against him.
Wen Zezhen, "… "
It seemed that the "Boom" thunderbolt was the sound of Rong Yuheng falling off the bed.
He sighed and got up with difficulty to move Rong Yuheng, but the latter didn't move, he frowned and muttered a few words, clinging to the carpet and refusing to let go.
It's really just picking, and both small claws are deeply embedded in the blanket, and they can't be pulled.
Wen Zezhen was helpless. He was afraid of waking people up, so he could only let Rong Yuheng lie on the carpet, wrap the quilt for him, and climb back onto the bed...
The next morning.
Wen Zhongyun woke up early, and the elderly felt less sleepy. After he got up, he went downstairs and slipped around. When he came back, it was almost eight o'clock, so he was ready to wake up the two children.
Wen Zhongyun was mentally prepared in advance.
He thought that if he opened the door and saw Wen Zezhen sleeping on the ground, it would be fine; but if he saw Wen Zezhen sleeping on the bed with his baby in his arms, he would also be calm.
Wen Zhongyun gently pushed the door after completing the psychological construction - the bedroom door slowly opened a gap, and the scene inside was revealed in front of Wen Zhongyun...
None of the expected scenarios existed.
On the comfortable big bed, his son Wen Zezhen lay upright and slept soundly; while Rong Yuheng huddled pitifully and nestled on the carpet under the bed.
"… "
Wen Zhongyun's pupils trembled, and his fists became hard: What a way of hospitality!
Before Wen Zhongyun rushed in, Rong Yuheng on the ground slowly opened his eyes.
After Rong Yuheng woke up, he was confused for two seconds—where is this
Then his memory recovered: oh... it was at Wen Zezhen's house.
In the next second, Rong Yuheng found himself moving under the bed, and Wen Zezhen, who said, "You sleep on the bed, I'll sleep in the bed, do you think I can sleep?" was already lying on the bed.
"..." Rong Yuheng stared at Wen Zezhen for two seconds with unspeakable and doting eyes, then shook his head.
Stop Liao, stop Liao, he forgives Wen Zezhen's pride and indulgence.
Rong Yuheng stood up, and as soon as he raised his head, he met Wen Zhongyun, who was watching secretly at the door - he was suddenly startled, and before he opened his mouth, he saw the latter beckoning to him.
Rong Yuheng rubbed lightly, "Uncle?"
Wen Zhongyun lovingly caressed Rong Yuheng's head, as if the latter had been greatly wronged, "Go wash up, my uncle will cook you some sauerkraut."
Rong Yuheng immediately ran happily to wash up, and when he came out, he saw Wen Zhongyun steaming sauerkraut in the kitchen.
Rong Yuheng took out a small plate and put it aside, "Uncle, I'll help you serve the sauerkraut!"
Wen Zhongyun pulled him affectionately, "Good boy, didn't you sleep well yesterday?"
Rong Yuheng recalled, but he felt that he slept soundly, and he seemed to dream of participating in the variety show "Treasure Hunt", swimming in the ocean ball, rock climbing in the secret room...
"No, I slept well."
Wen Zhongyun only thought he was being polite, and after the siomai was steamed, the two of them put it on a plate and brought it to the dinner table. Rong Yuheng also took the initiative to hand Wen Zhongyun a pair of chopsticks, "Uncle, chopsticks! Kekeke~"
Wen Zhongyun felt that it was the first time in more than ten years that he had breathed such a lively and cheerful air, "You can eat it too, goose goose goose~"
The big white goose and the little hamster were nibbling on the sauerkraut like a family at the dining table, and just after they ate two bites, they heard a movement from the door of the dining room.
Looking back, Wen Zezhen was standing at the door in confusion, as if asking the two of them: Why didn't you call yourself
Wen Zhongyun's mouth curled with a hint of coldness, but he didn't smile.
Rong Yuheng sighed, and after all, kindly pulled out the seat for him, "How did you sleep?"
Wen Zezhen sat down and gave the culprit a meaningful look, "I didn't sleep well."
Who would have thought that as soon as the voice fell, he received a more profound look-
Wen Zhongyun looked at Wen Zezhen faintly, "That's a very interesting thing to say."
Wen Zezhen, "?"
Rong Yuheng calmly adjusted the atmosphere, "It's alright, it's alright, let's eat some shaomai." He said and handed one to Wen Zezhen.
Wen Zezhen took it over and frowned... He always felt that the word "shaomai" had been registered in his heart, what was it
Before he could figure it out, he heard Rong Yuheng say again, "This is the sauerkraut that my uncle woke up early in the morning to steam."
Wen Zezheng was eating the shaomai, and a flash of lightning suddenly flashed in his mind - Rong Yuheng's standard of "marrying a man", he got up on a winter morning and steamed shaomai for him!
Wen Zezhen instantly felt that the whole person was not well!
He put down the shaomai abruptly, looked at the duo with bewildered faces solemnly, and the words blurted out like an oath,
"Shaomai, I can also steam it. In the future, let me steam all the siomai."
Rong Yuheng & Wen Zhongyun, "..."
The sharp eyes of the two gradually softened, Wen Zhongyun turned his head and whispered to Rong Yuheng, "Did we misunderstand him?"
Rong Yuheng nodded, "Well, looking at him, he really didn't sleep well."
Brain, obviously not sober.
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