Rong Yuheng was obviously stunned. He vaguely felt that "shaomai" should have some meaning, but his goldfish brain was still slowly loading...
Wen Zezhen didn't wait for him to understand, then came over and stretched out his hand to hold him, "Did you go out to buy breakfast?"
Rong Yuheng let out a "hmm" and returned to reality from the memory, "Why didn't you tell me when you came, how long are you going to stay here if I don't come down?"
Wen Zezhen shook his arm and explained, "It's too early to go out in the morning, I'm afraid you're still sleeping, so I didn't say anything."
Rong Yuheng couldn't stand Wen Zezheng a little bit, he felt a little coquettish, with a contrast and cuteness, especially able to poke him.
"Just tell me directly next time, let's go, let's go back."
Wen Zezhen said, "Isn't my aunt still at home, so I won't go up."
Rong Yuheng's eyes were faint, "Are you a delivery boy, you can leave after delivery?" Seeing that Wen Zezhen wanted to shy away again, he sighed, "My mother was urging me to find a wife yesterday. …”
Wen Zezhen's eyes suddenly widened: ...! ! !
His chest rose and fell violently, and his breathing was heavy. Then he suddenly buckled Rong Yuheng's wrist and brought the belt to his side, "What are you looking for?"
Wen Zezhen lowered his head and almost went up to it, "Can your wife get up in the morning and steam the sauerkraut for you?"
Rong Yuheng almost laughed.
He happily led his jealous owner Wen into the apartment building, thinking in his heart:
Oops... The owner's secret love is too obvious!
Going upstairs to unlock the door, Rong Yuheng pulled sandals for his owner at the entrance, and turned his head and shouted into the room,
"Mama! I brought back the snail boy!"
Wen Zezhen looked down at him, "Tianluo guy?"
Rong Yuheng didn't lift his head, "Lovely name."
Wen Zezhen was shocked for a moment, the jealousy slowly dissipated, and the pink bubbles gradually filled...
The other side of the bedroom was silent for half a minute, then there was a violent noise, Wen Qin's voice penetrated the door and pierced the heart, "Tianluo boy!??"
Wen Zezhen stepped into the sandals and followed Rong Yuheng into the living room. He looked around for a week - the furnishings were very lifelike, but they had not lived in for a long time, and they were all covered with dust.
It was really cold in the room, the floor heating and air conditioning were not turned on, and the floor was tiled again.
Wen Zezhen asked, "Is the floor heating in arrears?"
Rong Yuheng, "Well, I need to insert the card to recharge, but Mama doesn't know where she left the card."
Wen Zezhen, "Can the air conditioner be turned on?"
Rong Yuheng, "It should be possible, but it hasn't been cleaned yet, and it's full of ash."
Wen Zezhen nodded and put the thermal insulation bag containing the siomai on the table, "You guys have breakfast first."
Wen Qin came out after a few minutes, with smooth long hair, decent clothes, and even a pair of shiny earrings. Rong Yuheng's pupils shrank - this woman's dressing efficiency is simply outrageous!
As soon as Wen Qin came out, Wen Zezhen's back was obviously tense. He nodded slightly towards Wenqin, "Hello Auntie, I'm Wen Zezhen."
When Wen Qin saw Wen Zezhen, she immediately exclaimed "Wow", "What a handsome young man juice!"
Rong Yuheng immediately put on Wen Zezheng, showing off his best posture, "Yes, yes~" His pet owner is so handsome that he splits the sky!
Rong Yuheng not only wanted him to see Wen Zezhen's beautiful skin, but also wanted her to see Wen Zezhen's pragmatic soul! He poked the thermos bag on the table and made a "crashing" sound, "Look, this is love breakfast!"
Wen Qin, "Wow!!"
After the mother and son complimented, they sat down together and ate the sauerkraut. The siomai is still warm at the moment, the sweetness of the glutinous rice and the delicious taste of the gravy, even if you are picky like Rong Yuheng, he will eat several in one go.
Seeing this, Wen Zezhen on the side looked kind and loving...
Wen Qin asked while chewing, "Xiaotianluo, are you here to deliver breakfast?"
Rong Yuheng almost choked - Xiao, Tian, Luo! Sounds very gentle and virtuous!
Wen Zezhen was stunned for a second, then realized that this was a "pet name" for him, and he responded immediately,
"Well, Rong Rong said that you just moved in and there was nothing at home, so I just wanted to come deliver breakfast."
Wen Qin, "Where did you come from?"
Wen Zezhen, "City C."
Wen Qin's nibbling on the shaomai stopped, she raised her head and glanced at the former, "Did it take more than two hours to drive here?"
Wen Zezhen, "It's less than two hours from the ring road."
Wen Qin's eyes narrowed.
Rong Yuheng was still like a carefree little idiot, nibbling on shaomai happily, unaware of the subtle change in his aura.
The two looked at each other in silence for a while, and Wen Zezhen suddenly said, "Auntie, do you have a higher stool at home? I'll take off the air conditioner and wash it."
Wen Qin, "... ah, yes."
Rong Yuheng was shocked, "Why! You don't need to wash this."
Wen Zezhen fluently brought out the famous sentence of the ages, "It doesn't matter, it's all here."
Rong Yuheng, "..."
Wen Zezhen found a step stool and ran to the side alone to disassemble and wash the air conditioner. Rong Yuheng wanted to help, but was pulled by Wen Qin again.
"Tianluo boy? Where did you find it?"
Rong Yuheng rubbed his fingers guiltily, "It was raised in a water tank."
Wen Qin put her palm on top of Rong Yuheng's head, grabbed her head with five fingers, and rubbed it gently, "Don't take Mama for your dad, he is so easy to deceive like a fool."
Rong Yuheng whispered forcefully, "Why do you still bring a step on it..."
Wen Qin ignored him and only turned her head to look at Wen Zezhen meaningfully. The latter is a luxury brand, but at the moment, he is rolling his sleeves and stretching his arms under the air conditioner. The strong forearm muscles are gently bulging, and the angular jaw line is masculine.
Wen Qin sighed, "There still has to be a man at home."
Rong Yuheng looked at his handsome and compelling owner, and nodded blindly, "Yes, otherwise no one will wash the air conditioner."
"… "
The air fell silent for half a minute.
Half a minute later, Rong Yuheng made a dry voice from his throat, "...No, then what am I?"
Wen Qin's mouth opened and closed, and finally reluctantly replied, "You are a boy."
Rong Yuheng, "Oh."
Fortunately, Wen Zezhen came over with the filter in a short while, breaking the unspeakable embarrassment, "Where is the bathroom, I'll take it and wash it."
Rong Yuheng immediately rubbed up, trying to get out of the stagnant air in this small room, "I'll take you there!"
Wen Zezhen's eyes instantly brought a hint of warmth, "You are so caring."
Wen Qin, "..." Wake up, this is just human nature.
The two main pets were nestled in the bathroom, Wen Zezhen poured a basin of water, put detergent and started brushing the filter. Rong Yuheng propped up his chin and watched from the side, and the whole picture looked like he was in the way and superfluous.
Wen Zezhen washed the filter and took it to the balcony to dry it. Rong Yuheng followed him all the way, like a chicken that had just broken its shell.
Wen Qin sat on the sofa in the living room and watched the whole process, her complexion as complex as a watercolor painting.
After the initial restraint, Wen Zezhen returned to a calm and calm state. He nodded to Wen Qin as he passed the living room, "I saw the sun came out. I took the quilts from several rooms to the balcony to dry in the sun."
Wen Qin, "...Oh, thank you."
Rong Yuheng was adorned behind Wen Zezheng, doing nothing. Knowing that he was wrong, he glanced at Wen Qin timidly, as if the ugly daughter-in-law had seen the evil mother-in-law.
For a moment, Wen Qin almost doubted who was her real son!
At lunch, Wen Zezhen originally planned to cook by himself to add a rich touch to his "pragmatic soul", but the reality is that there is no vegetable peel at home.
The three could only bow their heads to the takeaway again.
"Vinegar slippery pork, beef with sharp peppers, stir-fried liver and loin, and order a fungus and green bamboo shoots, okay?" Wen Zezhen took his mobile phone and turned it over to Rong Yuheng, "Actually, the lobster here is delicious, but you Don't eat the shell. If you want to eat it, I'll peel it for you."
Wen Qin on the side, "..."
She was truly amazed: what kind of snail boy is this, this is simply a cow!
Rong Yuheng swallowed with a "gu dong", then went to look at him Ma Ma again. He always felt that he had seen through everything.
"No need, these are fine."
Wen Zezhen immediately pampered him helplessly and looked at him tenderly, "Are you trying to save me money? You are so kind."
Rong Yuheng & Wen Qin, "..." I don't know what's wrong with him!
Before the takeaway was delivered, Wen Zezhen was washing dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen. The plastic tableware for takeout is not as hygienic as household tableware. Usually, there is no way to do it when the conditions are limited outside. When you go home, you still have to pay attention to it.
Wen Qin pulled Rong Yuheng to shrink in the corner of the living room and whispered, "How did you raise a snail boy, you are more subjective than intelligent AI?"
Rong Yuheng was also silent, "Eat his, use his, wear his."
Wen Qin's expression was indescribable, "Then have you paid anything?"
Rong Yuheng pondered for a while, and probed slightly, "I gave him happiness?"
Wen Qin, "..."
The takeaway was delivered quickly, and after the three of them had eaten, Rong Yuheng took the initiative to clean up the dishes. With Wen Qin's hint, he finally realized how brazen he was before.
Rong Yuheng pushed Wen Zezhen away, "You go to rest, let me do the dishes."
Wen Zezhen also wanted to enrich his "pragmatic soul", and was a little reluctant to hear that, "but I just like to wash the dishes, and I feel uncomfortable if I don't wash the dishes all day."
Rong Yuheng didn't believe his nonsense at all, "Bang!" He closed the kitchen door, "I didn't see any discomfort with you when I was on the set."
Wen Zezhen, "..." The clumsy lie was pierced.
Wen Zezhen was working diligently at Rong Yuheng's house until three or four o'clock in the afternoon. He was turning over the quilt on the balcony, and the big white goose called to ask him how long it would take him to get home.
Rong Yuheng was a little embarrassed, he poked Wen Zezhen, "Go back quickly."
Wen Zezheng held the phone and glanced at Rong Yuheng, "The big white goose asked if you want to come to my house?"
Rong Yuheng was actually a little confused. Today is New Year's Day, and Wen Zezhen also took time to accompany him and his Ma Ma for nearly a day. He should go to see the big white goose.
But it was rare for him to return home again.
Before Rong Yuheng could speak, Wen Qin suddenly came out with a head from the balcony door, "Baby is going to be a guest at Tianluo's house? There is a bottle of good wine at home, and we will take it with you later."
Wen Zezhen hurriedly said, "No need for auntie, my dad just wants to see Rongrong."
Wen Qin directly ignored his courtesy, and instead urged Rong Yuheng, "Go and clean up."
Rong Yuheng held her heart, "Can you, Mama! Will you be lonely when I'm not here?"
Wen Qin comforted him, "When Mama went to the sky, she was also beautiful alone."
Rong Yuheng, "..." He underestimated his rich spiritual world.
After agreeing to go to Wen Zezhen's house, Rong Yuheng quickly packed up a change of clothes, carried a small bag, and followed Wen Zezhen with a bottle of good wine.
The two sat in the car, Wen Zezhen raised his hand and put the bag in Rong Yuheng's arms on the back seat, "Don't hold it, it will crush you."
Rong Yuheng, "??"
He looked down at himself: where can this be crushed
Wen Zezhen drove back in the car, he turned to Rong Yuheng, his Adam's apple rolled up and down as he spoke, "There are still a few steaks at home. Would you like to fry the steak tonight?"
Rong Yuheng, "Okay, Mama just brought wine, do you want to drink it tonight?"
"Okay." Wen Zezhen said, looking at him sideways, "How's your alcohol intake?"
Rong Yuheng thought about it for a while, he actually didn't drink much. He used to have parties at school, and he only drank fruit wine and beer, and he didn't drink much.
Thinking of this, he cleared his throat and said nonsense, "I've never been drunk."
Wen Zezhen smiled, "That's good, you can drink more for the holiday today."
Hearing this, Rong Yuheng puffed up her small chest, "Drink, I'm afraid you can't do it!"
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