The man who wears fast clothes flirts with him irresponsibly

Mrs. Ji started preparing for the Ji family's ancestral home early in the morning in a jubilant mood.

"Aunt Liu, please change the flowers in the living room today."

"Hey! Okay, madam, please stop working and let me do it."

Mrs. Ji was afraid something would go wrong and wished she could do everything herself.

Ji's father echoed from the side: "Don't be too nervous. When the time comes, you will be putting pressure on young people."

"Oh, you don't know our son's temperament yet. It's not easy to find a person in his heart. You can't even prepare to bring him back to meet him." Mrs. Ji glanced at Ji's father.

"Please help me see which piece of jewelry matches today's dress?"

Mrs. Ji held a necklace in each hand, and Father Ji looked at it for a while under Mrs. Ji's expectant eyes.

I carefully searched for the difference between these two pearl necklaces and finally lost.

"Of course, any one of them looks good..." Mrs. Ji didn't expect Father Ji to really give any advice.

Please, there may be no difference between the two necklaces in his eyes, but it does not prevent him from accepting this sweet talk.

"Well, if only my son could inherit a little bit of your glib tongue, I wouldn't have to worry so much."

Father Ji shrugged. Mrs. Ji didn't know that his son was no weaker than him in front of the people he liked.

On the way to the ancestral home, Su Yu looked at the grass and trees passing by outside the window, feeling a little nervous in his heart, although he refused to admit it.

After all, he has never had the experience of meeting his parents in his entire life.

The car stopped smoothly in front of the antique gate. Ji Zheyan turned his head and glanced at Su Yu, and said with a smile: "Why, are you still nervous?"

"Ahem, a little." More than a little, his heartbeat was almost overspeeding. Su Yu glanced at Ji Zheyan.

Thinking of how stiffly he refused to admit that he was nervous before going out, now that he was at the door, he felt like he was going to die.

Ji Zheyan held his hand, looked into Su Yu's eyes and said, "Don't worry, they are very nice and understanding. They respect my choice and don't put too much pressure on me."

This is because the world's acceptance of homosexuality is not very high, or it has only become more accepting in recent years due to the influence of the media.

Ji Zheyan paused, touched his nose, and said sheepishly: "It's just maybe... a little too enthusiastic."

"Hi~ The young master is back. Why are you stopping at the door? Come in quickly. Madam has been talking about it all morning." Aunt Liu quickly greeted the two of them into the house.

"Aunt Liu is the elder of the family. If you need anything here, just ask her." Ji Zheyan lowered his head and said to Su Yu.

Su Yu nodded to show that he understood and said hello, but he seemed to see a hint of relief in Aunt Liu's eyes.

Mrs. Ji, who couldn't hold herself back, was waiting at the door with a smile on her face: "Finally I've been waiting for you," and she couldn't help but smile when she saw Su Yu.

Today, Mrs. Ji is wearing a cheongsam cut with pear lace and a lustrous pearl necklace. It is not difficult to see her youthful beauty from her well-maintained face.

Su Yu could detect a bit of Ji Zheyan's appearance from Mrs. Ji's eyebrows that had been carved by time.

Unconsciously relaxing under Mrs. Ji's words, Su Yu handed over the gift she had prepared, but was immediately pulled back and refused to let go.

Mrs. Ji pulled Su Yu to look left and right. The more she looked, the more satisfied she became. She was so obedient and proud, until Ji Zheyan helplessly shouted: "Mom."

"Okay, come here. You're hungry. Come and eat."

After that, he walked to the dining table. During the meal, he couldn't stop putting vegetables in Su Yu's bowl: "Xiao Yu, you guys worked hard filming. You are too thin."

"Come here if you have nothing to do, and I'll ask the kitchen to make up for you." After saying that, he glanced at Ji Zheyan dissatisfied.

Poor Ji Zheyan, the real son, didn't get much love and was even suspected of being deprived of food by his mother.

So he gave his father a look: You have nothing to do with this.

Ji's father also replied to him: I asked you not to come back often and solve the problem yourself.

……

After dinner, Su Yu was pulled into the living room to chat and saw the hanging photo frame.

"You don't know, Xiaoyan, when he saw the story written by his sister Qiangwei, he burst into tears and clamored to avenge the little monster.

Tiantian blocked the door of the room with Qiangwei's favorite bear doll, saying that he would kill the bear if he didn't change the outcome. "

The photo showed a little boy about five years old, holding a little bear that was half a man tall in his hand, with an angry and aggrieved expression.

"So I asked Qiangwei if I could rewrite the ending of the story, but Qiangwei told me that Ultraman beating the monster away wasn't the most normal and happy ending?

In the end, Qiangwei explained to him that there were no little monsters in the world, and there was no Ultraman to solve the problem. At that time, he didn't want to believe it. "

The photo scrolled down, and the little boy cried while looking at Ultraman's animation.

Su Yu couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth when he heard this. From the corner of his eye, he saw Ji Zheyan's mandible tightened, and there was an emotion similar to shyness on his sharp face.

"Mom, don't talk nonsense." Mrs. Ji was stunned for a moment, then she smiled wildly, "Okay, let's look at something else."

The mood when I returned was different from when I came back. It was like I had a glimpse of the first half of Ji Zheyan's life. It was hard to imagine that this was just data.

"What are you thinking about?" Ji Zheyan asked, looking at Su Yu's distracted look.

"Huh? I'm thinking about what to do if the little monster is killed by Ultraman." Su Yu deliberately teased him.

Ji Zheyan stopped talking, "Ahem, okay," Su Yu leaned over and kissed him, "Thank you."

Thank you for your love, thank you for your tolerance, and thank you for your acceptance.

He understood that if Ji Zheyan hadn't been talking about him in normal times, Ji's mother would never have such an attitude.

"Fool." Ji Zheyan's inaudible voice fell.

In a blink of an eye, it was time for the release of "Pear Garden Dream".

The trailer released before the release has already been highly anticipated, and the entire Internet is looking forward to this story.

At the same time, the episode of "Who's Next" recorded by Su Yu and others was also broadcast. The interaction between the two made netizens with microscopes smell the smell of sugar.

Xiaomeng, who sat through the whole show as scheduled, couldn't help but curl her lips. After the editing, there was no soul at all.

But one good thing is that the high-definition close-up shot of Su Yu and Ji Zheyan biting a chocolate bar together was released.

Just as Xiao Meng was about to cut this section out, the messages in the group started buzzing non-stop.

Yuyu’s wife: @云中梦, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh new trailer trailer for me.

Yanyan Lieri: Damn it, the officials still know how to play.

Yunzhongmeng:?

After Xiaomeng sent out the video she had just captured, she skillfully logged onto the official website to look for updates.