When the magic stick summons cute pets

In a blink of an eye, it is the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month.As soon as the new year arrives, the atmosphere around the year begins to gradually intensify.

Ye Changsheng got up early that day, after washing up and eating breakfast with He Jiuzhong, he excitedly proposed to the other end: "It's already the new year, why don't we do the cleaning!"

He Jiuzhong frowned and looked at him: "Why don't you usually see you being so active?"

Ye Changsheng nodded happily and said, "So, today is a small year, so it's a rare one."

Standing up, I didn't know where to find a set of tools for cleaning, and said to He Jiuzhong: "Besides, it's almost the Chinese New Year, and it's usually dirty if you don't see it, but it can't be so dirty now. Go in the new year."

As he spoke, he handed the one in his hand to He Jiuzhong, and smiled at him without any surprise, "Then, I will trouble you with all the window panes, and I will sort out other things in the house."

He Jiuzhong reached out to take the rag, smiled softly, and looked at Ye Changsheng playfully: "It's been so many years, I'm afraid you are the only one who dares to ask me to help clean the house like this."

Ye Changsheng blinked, and said as a matter of course: "Of course, I am different from them. They are all outsiders, but I am your boyfriend." Interlaced the thumb and index finger of the right hand to make a gesture, "Comparison."

He Jiuzhong listened to the phrase "boyfriend" and then looked at Ye Changsheng's fair and delicate face, his heart moved slightly, he took half a step forward, reached out his hand to catch his chin and lifted it up a little, then lowered his head, and firmly kissed him A lingering deep kiss was exchanged there.

He Jiuzhong's kisses are always domineering and entangled, wrapping Ye Changsheng tightly and tightly, not allowing him to retreat in the slightest, so that he can only follow his rhythm without retreating, and then we are together Falling between intertwined breaths.

Just a kiss, Ye Changsheng stood back leaning against the wall for a while, feeling a little exhausted, finally regained his composure, looked up at the satisfied man over there with some helplessness, and said sadly: "My dear, Don't you think we have just been together, and we still need to restrain ourselves from the usual sweetness?"

"Is it."

He Jiuzhong half-pressed his eyelids and looked down at Ye Changsheng, his voice revealed a certain kind of dangerous and sexy because of a low smile.

He lightly clasped Ye Changsheng's chin with his hand, and slowly rubbed the corner of his lips with his thumb, and some kind of dissatisfaction faintly overflowed from his scarlet eyes: "I thought I was restrained enough. It's gone, isn't it?"

Ye Changsheng felt a little callus on the fingertips of the man next to his lips, and then looked at those eyes that were shining with a certain dark color, the alarm sounded in his mind, and he immediately nodded obediently, Then sincerely echoed: "Yes, I think what you said makes sense."

He Jiuzhong looked at the face of the man who was obviously incongruous, and he didn't show his face, but the faint smile on his lips deepened a little.

Released the hand that was holding Ye Changsheng's chin, stood up a little and asked him, "How should I clean it?"

Seeing the oppressive figure move a little further away from him, Ye Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief, his expression was obviously a little more relaxed than before.

He coughed and walked to the side cabinet, took a small stack of old newspapers inside and placed them on the coffee table in the living room, then tore off half of them, held them in a ball in his hand, and walked to the living room in a demonstrative manner. In front of the window, he wiped the newspaper in his hand on the glass.

"That's it, just wipe it with newspaper inside and out, and then wipe it with a dry rag. It's fine if you don't see any obvious stains on the window." After thinking about it, he added uneasy: "But the area around the frame , you remember to wipe it again with a damp rag afterwards - you should be fine, right?"

He Jiuzhong's eyes fell on Ye Changsheng, and he asked without answering, "If I do it well, what reward will I have?"

Ye Changsheng tilted his head, looked over there and said casually, "Would you like to reward you with a love?"

He Jiu nodded, took the roll of newspapers from Ye Changsheng, and then twitched his lips, saying meaningfully: "Okay, then I'm looking forward to your initiative."

Looking at He Jiuzhong's appearance, Ye Changsheng felt that he might have dug another hole for himself unintentionally.

"cough."

Reaching out his hand to touch the tip of his nose, Ye Changsheng, who was already vaguely regretful, cleared his throat, and no longer crowded in the living room with him, he picked up the broom and dustpan beside him, and walked directly to the bedroom.

Although the whole house is not very big, it still takes a lot of work to clean it up properly.

Although He Jiuzhong has always been dubbed by Ye Changsheng as the "Walking King of Destroyers", he really started to do housework at the moment. Although it is not perfect, nothing similar to "removing the whole window" happened anyway. massacre.

The two of them cleaned up bit by bit, and then used a long broom to clean up the dust around the corners of the ceiling. Before eating at noon, they did a preliminary cleaning of the house.Then put all the clothes and bed sheets stuffed into the washing machine early in the morning on the balcony to dry, and this time the cleaning is finally over.

Ye Changsheng, who had been tossing around all morning, was free now. He went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then lay down comfortably on the huge double bed that had been replaced with new sheets. He couldn't help feeling a little drowsy.

He Jiuzhong came in from the living room, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him playfully, "Tired?"

Ye Changsheng looked up at him, nodded, then turned around and lay down on his stomach, grabbed a pillow and put it under his chin, put his arms around his chin and said with a smile: "Isn't it obvious enough for me?"

He Jiuzhong stretched out his hand and squeezed his neck gently: "Not only are you tired but cleaning a room, why do you look more tired than you have been running outside all day?"

Ye Changsheng was a little itchy when he was pinched by He Jiuzhong, and he couldn't help but shrink his neck and laugh out loud: "That's probably because I'm not suitable for doing this by nature." Saying that, he hugged the pillow in his arms and rolled over. He said with great emotion, "This is the first time I feel lucky that our home is only so small. We have to clean such a small house all morning. What about those who live in big houses?"

He Jiuzhong looked at him, and lightly opened his mouth to break his fantasy: "...they have servants."

Ye Changsheng: "..."

He Jiuzhong: "Even more than one."

Ye Changsheng: "..."

He Jiuzhong pinched his earlobe: "So let's work hard to make money, huh?"

Ye Changsheng sighed deeply: "Well, I think you are right."

After lunch, Ye Changsheng, who couldn't resist the drowsiness, hugged the quilt and lay down on the small recliner on the balcony, and fell asleep comfortably. When he woke up, the sun had already set to the west. He glanced at the time, the hour hand on the clock had just passed "four".

Stretching comfortably, he strolled back to the bedroom. When he raised his head, he saw that He Jiuzhong was sitting cross-legged on the bed, flipping through something with great interest.

He walked over and glanced at him, then smiled and said: "I just put away this photo album, why did you dig it out for me again?"

He Jiuzhong hooked his lips, raised his eyelids and glanced at him, saying: "You have a photo album, haven't you seen you take it out before?"

Ye Changsheng sat next to He Jiuzhong, his legs dangling by the bed: "There are too many sundries in the room, piled up layer by layer, and I don't even know where to put them in. That is, When tidying up the room in the morning, I just found it, so I put it away on purpose."

He poked his head over and asked, "Where did you see it?"

He Jiuzhong handed the album to him and divided it in half: "A little bit."

Ye Changsheng didn't care about his answer, and turned to the very beginning of the photo with great interest: "Look, this is the full moon photo I took when I was just full moon, the one is a little bigger, it should be a hundred days old. "

He Jiuzhong looked at Xiaoye Changsheng, who was smiling sweetly at the camera, moved his eyes, and rubbed his fingertips on the photo for a while, as if he had discovered something, he asked, "Why do children at the full moon have no hair?"

Ye Changsheng was overjoyed, looked at He Jiuzhong with his head sideways and said, "Didn't you realize that not only do I have no hair, but I also have no eyebrows?" He reached out and flipped through a page of the photo album, and said, "After all, we used to have full moon feasts where we picked out eyebrows." Is it the custom of fetal hair?"

He Jiuzhong raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't say anything about it.

Following Ye Changsheng's chattering explanations, he turned back one by one, and the photo album, which was not thick at first, was quickly finished.

He closed the album and was about to put it back in the drawer, when he stood up, a photo that was randomly placed at the end of the album suddenly slipped out of it.

Ye Changsheng bent down to pick up the single photo, glanced at it, and then there was a faint smile on his face, and he said to himself: "I thought this photo was lost. , I didn’t expect it to be caught behind.”

He Jiuzhong glanced over there and asked, "What?"

Ye Changsheng reached out and handed over the photo in his hand.

It was a photo that seemed to have a sense of history. Standing in front of an old house, the young man turned his head and looked at a crying child who was about six or seven years old with a half-smile.

Ye Changsheng said: "This is the only photo of me and my master together. In the photo, I had not been with him for a long time. It seemed that I was only six years old." He recalled, "At that time, he was picking up a Shanzi said that there was a ghost in the town, and in order to lure that ghost out, he asked me to be a bait—although the process was safe and sound, I was too frightened at the time. Look at how miserable I was crying."

He Jiuzhong raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Then how did you forgive him later?"

Ye Changsheng blinked, as if thinking for a while, and said: "Later he bought me a bunch of candied haws. The hawthorn is very big, and the kind that is wrapped in sugar."

He Jiuzhong gave a low laugh. He sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand and pulled Ye Changsheng towards his head, then hugged him and adjusted his posture so that he straddled him face to face.

He looked at the boy who was straddling his lap, and carelessly wrapped his fingers around his half-length hair: "It's a pity that your master is no longer here, otherwise I can help you teach him a lesson."

Ye Changsheng laughed as if he had imagined that scene, then nodded, and said seriously: "Yes, this is really a pity."

He Jiuzhong let go of the hand wrapped around his hair, and leaned forward slightly, with the tip of his nose gently touching the tip of the other's nose, allowing their breaths to mix and blend together.

His voice was low, ambiguous and bewitching: "Changsheng, speaking of it, did you forget something?"

Ye Changsheng blinked, trying to make jokes: "What?"

He Jiuzhong looked at him deeply, and for some reason, the corners of his lips raised a trace of evil spirit: "You don't want to know how I will remind you, do you?"

Ye Changsheng was stunned for a moment, looking at the scarlet eyes that were obviously flickering eagerly, he sighed in his heart that what should come can never be avoided, and he simply stopped pretending to be stupid: "Just this time?"

He Jiuzhong raised his lips and smiled: "I will agree now, do you believe it?"

Ye Changsheng thought about it, and felt very helpless that what he said made sense.

"So, let's discuss the rest of the matter later." His hand pressed down on the back of Ye Changsheng's head with a sense of urging, "Now it's time to fulfill your promise first."

Ye Changsheng naturally felt the urging from the other side, he fixedly looked at the brows and eyes of that person who was close at hand, and for some reason, something warm suddenly surged up from the bottom of his heart.

The corners of his lips sank into a small arc, and then he didn't hesitate any more. He supported the man's shoulders with both hands, and pressed his lips to the man's lips with his face up.

At first, they were only superficially clinging to each other, but then they didn't know who stuck out their tongue first, and the defense line of each other completely collapsed at this moment, and they attacked each other, demanding each other eagerly and fiercely.

When the kiss reached the point of affection, a simple kiss seemed no longer enough.He Jiuzhong turned sideways suddenly, overturned the boy who was straddling his lap and pushed him down on the bed, pressed his wrists with both hands, and kissed him more passionately from different angles.

Ye Changsheng felt that the surrounding air was getting a little hot, but his body unconsciously stiffened due to the tension and resistance to the unknown in his confusion.

He Jiuzhong seemed to feel the rejection of the young man below him for further actions, so he paused for a moment, and his kiss became gentle again as if to comfort him.

Slowly pressing his lips against his lips and rubbing them affectionately, he raised his body slightly and looked down at the young man on the bed whose eyes were moistened by his kiss: "Don't worry."

His voice was full of enthusiasm that was not fully vented, and with a trace of panting, he was hoarse: "I will wait for you until you are fully ready. You don't have to be so nervous."

Ye Changsheng lay on the bed looking up at him, his stiff body relaxed little by little.He smiled slightly, as if trying to find something from He Jiuzhong's scarlet eyes: "Didn't you say before that your patience is actually very limited?"

He Jiuzhong also smiled softly. He got up and removed the hand that was pressing Ye Changsheng's wrist, and then pulled him to sit up from the bed again: "Only when I face you, will I realize that my endurance is always Poorly low."

He stretched out his hands to straighten Ye Changsheng's somewhat messy hair, and then looked at him deeply: "So, don't make me bear it for too long."

Ye Changsheng felt a little headache.

He now clearly knows how terrifying it is to keep a beast in a state of hunger for a long time.But the problem is that there are some things that he can't easily accept if he wants to.

Like...cough, right?

Hey, forget it, no matter what, not now, before he is fully ready.It's a while if it can be delayed, as for the next thing - I'll think about it at that time.

After the new year, life suddenly became faster.

On the morning of New Year's Eve, Ye Changsheng rushed to the supermarket with He Jiuzhong, bought a catty of meat, two catties of cabbage and rolled dough, and then went to a nearby fireworks shop to buy some firecrackers and The fireworks were brought back.

Ever since he once saw Ye Changsheng's destructive dark cooking, He Jiuzhong had never seen Ye Changsheng buy vegetables and cook.It was the first time I saw him again after several months, and I couldn't help but feel a little curious and delicate.

"You want to cook?"

Ye Changsheng nodded calmly: "Why, do you think the kitchen in our house is just a decoration?"

He Jiuzhong glanced at him with a half-smile, and said, "I've been here for half a year, and I've only seen you turn on the fire once."——Only once, and in the end, the kitchen was almost blown up.

He didn't say the second half of the sentence, but the meaning in his eyes was very obvious.

Ye Changsheng still didn't feel the slightest bit of shame. He blinked, and said in an unreasonable manner: "It will always get better every time. If you don't try, how will you know where your limit is?"

The corners of He Jiuzhong's lips twitched, and he said meaningfully: "I'm afraid you can realize that your bottom limit can actually continue to be refreshed every time."

Ye Changsheng: "..."

Although she was very angry, she still couldn't refute it because it made sense, right?

After returning home, he put the bought meat and dough together on the kitchen table, and looked sideways at He Jiuzhong who followed him into the kitchen: "What are you doing here?"

He Jiuzhong leaned against the door and looked at him, raised his brows slightly: "I'm afraid you'll blow up the kitchen again, so stay here so you won't get hurt."

Ye Changsheng felt a bit unbearable: "I just chopped a dumpling stuffing, and I didn't fire it! How could I blow up the kitchen!"

He Jiuzhong finally couldn't help laughing: "You really don't need my help?"

Ye Changsheng washed his hands, took a look at him with his cuff roll, and said with a smile on his lips: "You just need to try it for me."

He Jiuzhong thought back to the "charcoal-grilled black charcoal" that came from Ye Changsheng's men at the beginning, and suddenly felt that it might not be possible to taste such a thing when it was placed on the dishes from Ye Changsheng's men. Not an easy job.

However, He Jiuzhong's suspicion did not dampen Ye Changsheng's confidence at all. He first chopped up all the meat and put it in a large iron basin, then chopped up the cabbage, mixed it with chopped green onion and other seasonings, and put it together. Stir it up evenly.

After tossing and tossing for about half an hour to make the dumpling stuffing, this end carried the iron basin to the living room again.

Putting the stuffed dumplings on the table, Ye Changsheng took the dough he bought and quickly began to wrap it.

He made dumplings very quickly and skillfully, and the dumplings he made were plump and beautiful.He Jiuzhong watched from the side, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Aren't you good at cooking?"

Ye Changsheng took the time to look up at him, and said with a smile, "Being able to cook doesn't mean he doesn't know how to make dumplings."

He lowered his eyes again: "When I was with my master, I ate the most dumplings. At the beginning, he made them, and later he taught me, and then I did all the making of dumplings. Later, I entered the welfare In winter, the dean will let all the children in the orphanage make dumplings to eat together—that is probably the best time of the year for us to eat.”

Saying that, he said to He Jiuzhong: "Why, do you want to try it?"

He Jiuzhong thought for a while, looked at Ye Changsheng's crooked eyebrows and eyes, and suddenly said, "Why do I think you want to use this to get revenge for the thing I just taunted you about your cooking?"

Ye Changsheng shrugged his shoulders, with an expression of "ah, I've been discovered" on his face, but he didn't encourage the other side any more, but quickly sped up the movements of his hands.

After all the fillings were used up, about sixty or seventy of them were wrapped. Ye Changsheng cooked more than half of them and put them on separate plates. He also mixed a small plate of chili vinegar, put them together on a large tray and brought them to the living room.

"Try it."

Ye Changsheng handed a pair of chopsticks to He Jiuzhong, and said with a smile.

He Jiuzhong took the chopsticks, casually picked up a dumpling and put it in his mouth.

However, the dumpling just took a bite in his mouth, but then he frowned slightly. He looked at Ye Changsheng, and then took out a one-dollar coin from his mouth.

"what is this?"

Ye Changsheng looked at the coin with surprise on his face: "This is Yuanbao." Facing the questioning eyes on the other end, he happily explained, "This is what everyone left from eating dumplings in the orphanage. Customs. Put coins, peanuts or peppers, salt, etc. in specific dumplings, and what you eat represents what kind of luck this year."

And enviously said: "Among the dozens of dumplings, I just put this one that represents good luck. I didn't expect you to eat it first. Tsk tsk, it turns out that people who are favored by heaven have special luck even for such trivial things. Well... like I have never eaten."

He Jiuzhong glanced at the coin in his hand again, then smiled, then looked at Ye Changsheng and said, "It's okay, I got it, and it's no different than you got it."

Ye Changsheng nodded happily: "Yes, yes, what's yours is mine, isn't it. Come on, come on, and continue eating dumplings."

I have to say that although Ye Changsheng's cooking is a disaster, his dumplings are really good.The stuffing inside is moderately salty, and the meat is not too much or too tight. The dumplings are tightly sealed, and the stuffing will not be exposed after cooking.

For He Jiuzhong who hadn't expected much, the dumplings made by Ye Changsheng this time were a surprise.

After lunch, the sound of firecrackers outside began to explode one after another. Ye Changsheng first contacted the restaurant that ordered the most meals to send them a New Year's Eve dinner at night, and then dug out a roll from the bedroom. The red paper was carefully cut into two pieces of suitable size and placed on the table.

He Jiuzhong watched him take out another inkstone to add water to grind the ink, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Ye Changsheng looked back at him and said, "Write Spring Festival couplets!" He turned his head back and rubbed it for a while, and seeing that the ink was almost enough, he went to take a brush and dipped it into the inkstone, and said casually, "I was with you before. When you went out to buy lanterns, didn’t you see a lot of Spring Festival couplets on the road. These things are changed every year.”

He Jiuzhong said: "Then why didn't you also buy the Spring Festival couplets when you bought the lanterns?"

Ye Changsheng smiled and said, "That's so boring. It's more interesting to write Spring Festival couplets by yourself."

Then, with a wave of the pen, he wrote the upper and lower couplets on the red paper in one go.

"Everything is going smoothly and the auspicious star has arrived, and everything goes well?" He Jiuzhong raised his eyebrows, and turned to look at Ye Changsheng with a slight smile: "Who is the auspicious star talking about?"

Ye Changsheng smiled innocently: "Whoever you think is whoever you are."

As he said that, he wrote the four big characters "Caiyuan Guangjin" on the remaining small piece of leftover material as a horizontal batch.

Satisfied with looking at the newly released couplets, Ye Changsheng said to He Jiuzhong, "That's it, let's go, let's go and put up the couplets."

Pushing open the door, the lively sound of firecrackers outside became louder, and everyone around them came out to post Spring Festival couplets. The neighbors who had finally seen each other said "Happy New Year" all year round, and Ye Changsheng hurried back to the house. The small lanterns I bought were tied to the four corners of the headlights on the ceiling of the living room and hung up.

As soon as the red lanterns are hung and the word "Fu" is pasted on the door of the house, the whole house instantly feels like the New Year.

After being busy for a long time, he was finally able to take a rest, and Ye Changsheng quickly fell down on the sofa.He Jiuzhong was sitting on the single sofa next to him, and Ye Changsheng raised his head, facing the gaze from the other side.

He smiled and moved his eyes to the four small and exquisite lanterns made of red string mixed with gold thread on the headlights, and asked casually: "Speaking of it, I'm still a little curious. People over there have this habit of celebrating the New Year." Is it?"

He Jiuzhong glanced at him and said, "There will be a festival every 50 years, but I haven't heard of any custom of celebrating the New Year."

Ye Changsheng nodded, expressing his understanding: "After all, the lifespan of a mortal is only a few decades, at most a hundred, and every year will be one year less. Why don't you find a way to commemorate it collectively?" Looking at He Jiuzhong, "However, if you cultivate immortals and demons, you have a long lifespan. Once you practice for decades, it's just a snap of your fingers. One year is really nothing to you."

He Jiuzhong raised his lips very shallowly, and said in silence for a while: "Maybe it was like this before."

Ye Changsheng looked at him with interest when he heard what he said, and said, "What about now?"

He looked back at him, with a deep and slow voice: "But now I have begun to expect time to be as long as you."

The smile on Ye Changsheng's face faded slightly, and he looked at He Jiuzhong for a while before saying, "Do you know what you mean by that?"

He Jiuzhong looked at Ye Changsheng's suddenly serious expression, but he felt relieved: "The world is so wonderful, any kind of thing can happen. Even you can do such a thing as summoning me from another world, and other things How do you know it won't work until you try it?"

His expression was very calm, and he seemed to be serious: "Didn't you say that my luck has always been good?"

Ye Changsheng sighed, and then he still laughed: "Yes, yes, you are lucky so you can do whatever you want."

Looking at Ye Changsheng's expression, He Jiuzhong knew that he didn't take what he said seriously.Slightly pressed his eyelids, but there was something surging in his scarlet eyes: It doesn't matter, since he was the first to force Ye Changsheng to give him an answer, he never thought that he would let him go first in the rest of his life leave.

As he said, if you don't try something, how do you know it won't work?

——In the matter of fighting the sky, his luck has always been good.

Ye Changsheng's New Year's Eve dinner was delivered on time at 04:30 in the afternoon.Before eating, he took a long firecracker and the paper money and ingots he had prepared and went downstairs. After blowing up the firecrackers, he picked up a dead branch and drew three circles with gaps on the ground to replace him. Tombstones of parents and masters.

"Dad, Mom, and Master." Ye Changsheng lit the paper money, placed it in front of the three circles, and murmured in a low voice, "It's going to be Chinese New Year again, I've had a good year this year, and I've found what I want. The person who went down. Except that this person is a man, and you should not see your grandson and younger disciples in the future, everything else is fine. I am very happy."

"I haven't been so relaxed and happy for a long time." Ye Changsheng fiddled with the paper money with a dead branch to make it burn faster, "You will also feel happy for me, right?"

As he spoke, he raised his eyes and saw the man walking towards him, smiled slightly, and said in a low voice: "There's nothing I can do if I'm not happy, I've already made up my mind, it's probably him."

When He Jiuzhong came over, he saw that Ye Changsheng seemed to be talking in a low voice, but stopped when he came over.He walked over, glanced at him and said, "Isn't it finished yet?"

Ye Changsheng raised his head and smiled: "It doesn't matter that Master just paid homage two days ago, but on my parents' side, I have to talk to them anyway."

Then, he threw the dead branches into the trash can beside him, poured half of the wine he brought with him on the ground, patted the dust on his body, and said to the other end: "Okay, I'm done here!" Alright, let's go back."

He Jiu nodded and went upstairs with him.

The table was already full of food, five meats and three vegetables, one soup and one cold dish, all of which were flying in the sky, running on the ground, and swimming in the water.

"You don't think it's a waste right now." He Jiuzhong smiled.

Ye Changsheng sat down, poured wine on the other side, and hugged a coconut juice on his side happily: "Isn't this Chinese New Year? Chinese New Year is to live a prosperous life, and the more leftovers, the better."

The two of them ate New Year's dinner together, and it was getting dark outside.Ye Changsheng packed up all the leftovers on the table and put them in the refrigerator. He was thinking about whether to take He Jiuzhong out for a walk to digest food, when his cell phone rang suddenly.

After pressing the answer button, a familiar female voice came from inside with the sound of crackling firecrackers.

"Tianshi Ye, happy new year."

Ye Changsheng laughed, and said in response: "Happy New Year, Happy New Year. It's rare that Miss Cheng can still think of me at this moment."

Cheng Shimiao also laughed at the other end, she said: "Then Ye Tianshi underestimated the importance of himself. During this time, I have to miss you several times a day."

Ye Changsheng blinked, with a mysterious smile on his lips, sitting on the sofa and smiling at the other end of the phone: "If I heard correctly, what you said just now should be regarded as a confession of love?"

He Jiuzhong, who was sitting quietly at the side, suddenly caught the word "confession", and slowly raised his head to look at Ye Changsheng, but his slightly narrowed eyes made him look a little dangerous.

Even though the phone was across, Cheng Shimiao, who was in a good mood, seemed to suddenly sense the gaze from He Jiuzhong, her body trembled slightly, and there was a chill behind her.

He cleared his throat with a cough, and subconsciously asked, "Is that Ye Tianshi... beside you?"

Ye Changsheng glanced at He Jiuzhong with a smile, and said, "Ah, you're sitting beside me."

Cheng Shimiao's heart was even colder, and she couldn't help but said: "He also heard our conversation just now?"

Ye Changsheng replied again: "It's about the same, my phone is on the speakerphone."

Cheng Shimiao now fully understands where the coldness that came from the bottom of her heart just now came from. In order for her to survive in the future, she can only quickly explain over there: "Although I do respect Ye Tian very much. Teacher, but I think what I said is not the same as your confession.”

She said: "I have been writing on the original channel of the website for a long time. In fact, the past two years have been a bottleneck period. That time I saw Ye Tianshi and your...well, after that, I suddenly had a little idea, so I switched to Now, it seems that the novel based on you, Tianshi, has received a good response. The story is not over yet, and I have already considered Shang Zhi, so coming here to wish you a new year is also a way of saying goodbye to you I'm sorry and I'll report it by the way... Well, after all, I made a hole on a whim before, and I didn't expect to ask your opinions in advance."

A little interest appeared in Ye Changsheng's eyes: "Oh? A story based on me? It sounds very interesting. If Ms. Cheng's business diary is published, remember to give me a copy."

Cheng Shimiao smiled, and said in response: "Don't worry, Tianshi, I will definitely not lose your share." Then, as if thinking of something, she lowered her voice and said, " By the way, I received a postcard from Xiaoxiao in Tibet two days ago. She is a teacher in the school there. The city is better."

Ye Changsheng smiled and said: "This is the path she chose, and we can't interfere. Human life is so long, so it's good for her to be happy."

"Well, what the Heavenly Master said is true."

Cheng Shimiao sighed, and seemed a little relieved: "Then I will be more sensible, and I won't disturb the rest time of Tianshi and your family, I will hang up here first."

Ye Changsheng responded, and then ended the call.

Just as the phone was hung up, before he could put the phone in his pocket and put it away, He Jiuzhong suddenly asked indifferently, "Aren't you disappointed if it's not a confession of love?"

Ye Changsheng blinked, looked at the expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and immediately sounded a special alarm in his mind: "How could it be, I already have you, my dear!"

He Jiuzhong raised his brows, turning over old accounts: "I remember you praised her for being good-looking?"

"But there will never be anyone in the world who is more beautiful in my heart than my dear!" Ye Changsheng straightened up and swore firmly, "My dear is the most beautiful in the world and the universe!"

He Jiuzhong was not satisfied, he squinted his eyes, and his voice revealed some danger: "So you just took a fancy to my face?"

Ye Changsheng: "..."

He Jiuzhong: "Huh?"

Ye Changsheng had a slight headache and looked at the unreasonable He Jiuzhong for a second, then he chose to get up, put his arms around his neck and gave him a deep kiss.

"I only ever liked you."

"I'll only like you, too."

"Stop messing around, eh?"

He Jiuzhong looked deeply at Ye Changsheng who was pressing on him. After a long time, he pinched his chin and pressed back, giving him a more intense kiss back.

After a long while, the breath parted slightly unsteadily, looking at the young man panting for oxygen, he curled his lips and said in a hoarse voice: "If you are willing to be as enthusiastic as you were just now every day."

——Then I'm probably courting death.

Ye Changsheng looked at He Jiuzhong, and was full of deep worries about his future for a while.

"By the way, just now, I seem to suddenly think of something."

Ye Changsheng was pulled up from the sofa by He Jiuzhong, and suddenly he spoke thoughtfully.

"What?" He Jiuzhong asked with a sideways glance at him.

"I remember... the one signed by Cheng Shimiao