On How To Make My Facially Paralyzed Roommate Laugh

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The next day, when Zhou Yi woke up from his sleep, it was daylight. He rubbed his forehead that was so painful that it was about to burst, and gritted his teeth and cursed softly.

Last night, people from the editorial department had a dinner, and Zhou Yi's editor-in-charge also brought him over. After eating, drinking and playing at the table for a long time, Zhou Yi sat on the side and said nothing.

The people in the editorial department are usually as busy as dogs, and with the recent development of the comic company, there are always various manuscripts flying in. Everyone has been busy for a long time, and they didn't even go home for the rare long vacation.I don't know who mentioned my mother, but the people at the table began to sigh with emotion, and there was another wave of drinking.The editor in charge of Zhou Yi was sitting, seeing that Zhou Yi seemed to be in a low mood, so he kindly took him to drink together.

Although Zhou Yi had made it clear that his alcohol tolerance was really bad, the editor in charge just smiled knowingly.

People, always have to be humble, he understands.

As a result, after drinking a glass of white wine, Zhou Yi proved with practical actions what it means to be the face of slapping editors, and it is still the one with red handprints.

Later, the editor in charge took out Zhou Yi's mobile phone, looked through his address book on the interface without password lock, and finally left his fingertips on the three words "Cheng Zixiao".

Zhou Yi moved to a new house, and the editor-in-chief didn’t know where he lived. Zhou Yi’s note to Cheng Zixiao was the landlord Cheng Zixiao, so the editor-in-charge called and asked for a bottle of water for Zhou Yi when he was throwing up. The two of them were doing something hot-eyed.

The editor in charge had a big brain, and he saw everything in the world at a glance, including the pair of dogs and men in front of him, so the kind-hearted man smiled knowingly, and then walked away pretending that he hadn't seen anything.

However, Zhou Yi's memory is only the way he vomited, the rest... well, I don't remember.

He sat on the bed in a daze, and his phone rang once in the middle.

It was the editor-in-chief, knowing that he definitely didn’t remember anything last night, so he kindly reminded him, told him the ins and outs, and told him to thank his landlord. At the end, he changed his words and said with a smile Forget it, the two are one, why bother to make a distinction.Just remember to treat your guests to a wedding wine.

Zhou Yi:? ? ?

He was still a little confused and didn't respond to the words.

Looking at the time, Zhou Yi decided to take a bath first.

When he was about to use the hair dryer to go to the living room, a faint smell of fireworks wafted over the dining room table connected to the living room.

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It was a table of breakfast, not to mention that he and Cheng Zixiao were the only ones at home, even if there were others, Zhou Yi would know that this was Cheng Zixiao's great masterpiece.

Time has passed, and the environment has not changed.

It's still a beautiful dinner plate, and it's still the chilling-looking Heihu Pouting Heart and Wu Song Dahu.

Zhou Yi remembered that morning he vomited so much that he doubted his life.He was about to ignore it and pretend he wasn't awake at all, but when he passed by the dining table, he still couldn't help but take another look.

I didn’t notice it when I passed by before, but at this moment, under the blue porcelain and white background, a small piece of paper was lying quietly on the table, with the corners not even wrinkled, with a few words written on it, Zhou Yi After reading it, I can't laugh or cry.

"If you dare not eat me, I will let the tiger eat you."

Just relying on him as a black tiger to dig out his heart?

Zhou Yi squeezed the note to hold back his laughter, sat at the dining table, picked up the chopsticks and hesitated for a while, before eating the tiger feast.

Of course, the result was that Zhou Yi vomited again and again.

But this time, after Zhou Yi vomited, his mind became clearer.

There is such an inexplicable emotion that grows quietly, sweet and sour.

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He took a deep breath, turned on the computer and logged into the forum.

When he saw the task that was halfway through and was about to be completed, Zhou Yi felt for the first time that his life value was so annoying.

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In the evening, when Cheng Zixiao came home, there was already a table of dishes on the table. He touched his shriveled stomach, threw away the messenger bag in his arms, and picked up his chopsticks to eat.

The delicious food was about to be eaten, but Zhou Yi was faster than him. When Cheng Zixiao opened his mouth wide in front of the plate of pork belly, the meat flew away with a whoosh.

Cheng Zi smiled and looked at the winged meat, staring eagerly, still drooling, "Rou, come back soon!"

Zhou Yi was still wearing an apron, his face still expressionless: wash your hands first.

Cheng Zi laughed: ... Oh.

But he was going crazy!Where did he pay so much attention when he was a tiger?And Zhou Yi is too strange today, he didn't talk before and let him eat!

Cheng Zixiao aggrieved and went to wash his hands. After washing, he sat down on the seat, stretched out his two meaty claws in front of Zhou Yi, and turned over and over again: All right?

Zhou Yi took a serious look to make sure that his nails were clean, so he pushed the meat in front of Cheng Zixiao, watched him smile silly, and ate it with big mouthfuls.

There were only two people in the family, and Zhou Yi was holding a bowl. Seeing Cheng Zixiao gobbling it up, he was afraid that he would choke him to death, so he poured a glass of water thoughtfully, and Cheng Zixiao drank it in one gulp, and then continued to eat.

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Zhou Yi: ...you haven't eaten all day?

Cheng Zixiao: No, I didn't even eat breakfast.

Zhou Yi: Why don't you eat?

As a reborn tiger spirit, how could Cheng Zixiao eat his companions?Although it's just named after his companion...but he can't do that either!

And there was a traffic jam on the road in the morning. If I was late, my full attendance for this month would be ruined.Cheng Zi smiled, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and dashed past the breakfast shop before punching his card.

Cheng Zi rolled his eyes with a smile, concealed part of the truth and added some water: because it was for you to eat.

Zhou Yi saw through it at a glance: You also know that the things you cook are not edible?

Cheng Zi smiled: After eating, the food was cold.

Zhou Yi: ...

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After the meal, Cheng Zixiao washed the dishes, wiped his hands, and mysteriously asked Zhou Yi to sit on the sofa, saying that he had something for him.

Zhou Yi thought for a while, tightened his lips, and kept a safe distance from Cheng Zixiao.

But Cheng Zi laughed nervously and didn't care. He opened the bag, took out a beautiful photo album from it, and handed it to Zhou Yi like a treasure: Look, I made it.

Zhou Yi saw that the cover of the album was a picture of him watering flowers standing in front of the French window in the living room. He didn't know when Cheng Zixiao was afraid.

Cheng Zixiao obviously also found out about the sneak shot, and smiled a few times embarrassedly: I have been working on this picture for a long time...don't bother with me...

Zhou Yi looked at the photo album, opened the pages with his fingers, and looked at them one by one.He doesn't take pictures, but comics require special effects, so he can tell at a glance that Cheng Zixiao has spent a lot of energy on this album, no wonder he always stayed up late a few days ago.

Should be doing this.

Zhou Yi's lips were pursed tighter and tighter, and even his eyes were a little wrong.

After a long time, he said thank you lightly.

Cheng Zixiao didn't know what Zhou Yi's expression meant, he was uneasy and also a little depressed.

Whether it's because of the mission or not, Cheng Zixiao really wants to know.

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He called Zhou Yi, his serious expression was completely different from Cheng Zixiao who was discussing jokes a few days ago.

Cheng Zixiao: Zhouyi, I've always had a question... We've lived together for so long, why haven't you smiled at me?

Zhou Yi held the hand of the photo album for a while, but didn't speak.

Cheng Zixiao: I'm very strange, did I offend you somewhere, or maybe you don't like some of my behavior, which makes you resent me...

There was a little grievance in his voice, but absolutely no anger, like a child who had done something wrong asking for forgiveness from his family.

Zhou Yi felt very uncomfortable, this feeling tore him more and more, almost wanted him to escape, and even had the urge to explain things clearly.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yi hadn't finished expressing his feelings yet, Cheng Zi smiled and said: Or do you dislike the breakfast I made too bad, which almost cost you your life, so you didn't give me a good face?

Zhou Yi: ...

That's fine, and a little self-knowledge.

Cheng Zi smiled at Zhou Yi's loose brows, and sighed: You said it earlier...I'll change it later.but……

Cheng Zi smiled and said, his face changed. As soon as he became addicted to drama, he threw all the little sentimentality outside the house. The smile spread from the kind of obedient child who grew into an old driver, and Zhou Yi's heart was filled with laughter. flick.

Sure enough, Cheng Zi smiled and covered his mouth, his eyes were filled with teasing: Zhou Yi, you are really coquettish, you were so warm to me last night, you almost kissed me!If I hadn't been steadfast and unyielding, maybe you would have to be responsible to me today!You still keep hugging me and calling me mom, tsk tsk tsk, but I would be happier if you call me dad.

Zhou Yi: ……………………………

After saying these words, Zhou Yi's complexion changed again and again. I don't know if Cheng Zi's addiction to laughing and playing came up again.He remembered what the editor-in-charge said in the morning, and combined with the previous cases of other people getting drunk after drinking, he thought for a moment that he really did something wrong with Cheng Zixiao.

Cheng Zi laughed loudly: Hahahahaha, I lied to you, is it funny?

Zhou Yi, whose face was blue and white, suddenly said: ...

Are you happy now?

The next second, Cheng Zixiao heard Zhou Yi strode away from the living room and then slammed the door, and fell down on the sofa involuntarily.

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha... Just wait for me to make you laugh, Zhou Yi!

Cheng Zi smiled and showed his two small canine teeth, gearing up, the flowers and plants on the balcony suddenly felt the coldness like winter.

The author has something to say: Cheng Zixiao: I like to hear you call me daddy.

Zhou Yi: Just wait.

One night, Zhou Yi pressed Cheng Zixiao on the bed and hit him hard.

Cheng Zi laughed and called his father all night.

I went out yesterday, and I will make it up today~ Thank you for your support~