Don't secretly shoot women's clothing gangsters

It is unknown when the legendary weighing will be fulfilled, but Qian Cheng's plan to put on weight is in full swing.The two of them went home with a lot of food, the sun was gradually setting, and the dusk was getting darker, and when the cold wind came, people couldn't help shivering.

This kind of experience is very wonderful for Ding Zile. Over the years, he has quite a lot of experience in celebrating the New Year in a foreign land, but he is basically alone. He occasionally chats with Zhou Xun, who is on duty, and laments the lonely and desolate life of middle-aged and elderly men in his later years. .

When he opened the door and entered the room, Ding Zile had the illusion that "tonight is the New Year's Eve".

"Did you walk back backwards? So slow!" The eldest sister was wearing a big red coat, waiting with a chopstick in each hand, the hot pot was already boiling, bubbling and bubbling.

"Go back." Qian Cheng put the meat he just bought on the table, "Cut the vegetables later, shall we?"

"Meat!" The elder sister stretched out her hand.

The steaming mist splashed on his face, and the chill dissipated.

Ding Zile handed over the food to Qian Cheng: "Then I'll come to eat today."

"Let's go, take care of it." Qian Cheng, the elder sister, was obviously the head of the family, and she readily approved Ding Zile's application.

Ding Zile sat down next to Qian Cheng.

In fact, eating at Qian Cheng's house was much more lively than his house.Qian Cheng is a contestant who eats nonsense and eats nonsense, and he doesn't delay eating without spitting. His eldest sister, Ding Zile, can be seen. Yan Huan recalled the eventful years of the past.

"We have to grab a meal at our house." Sitting next to him, Qian Cheng opened a Coke, "My sister probably ate it."

"Shut up." Qian Jing stared at the meat in the pot, "Qian Cheng, you have gained weight recently, pay attention to your figure."

"Look, verbal attack." Qian Cheng picked up a vegetable leaf and shook it deliberately, "I'm a vegetarian, that's fine."

This dinner was long and long, and eating hot pot was an extremely time-consuming thing, and this family talked a lot and ate a lot, so the battle line was endlessly drawn.After all, Ding Zile is a lady-wearing tycoon who wants to maintain his figure with integrity. When he was [-]% full, he stopped his chopsticks and kicked Qian Cheng by the way. Once he got into the mood, he didn't know where he was.

Life is not only about the meat in front of you, but also the meat in the pot.

"What are you doing?" Qian Cheng took off his coat, and sweat broke out on his forehead after eating, "Go on, fuck me, you won't stop eating, will you?"

"That's right, you should eat more if you grow so tall, otherwise you won't have enough nutrition..." Qian Jing scooped up another spoonful of meat, "Eat more!"

Ding Zile took a silent look at the family's rice bowls, compared to him, he was simply a reserved and noble little public servant.

"Do as the Romans do," Qian Cheng poured him half a glass of Coke, "now there is wine...now there is meat, now eat."

"I didn't see you pinching meat for me." Ding Zile said with a smile.Dumped all the coke.

"Would you like it?" Qian Cheng waved the colander and divided the fruits of victory into Ding Zile's bowl, "Eat it, sir."

Eat it.

Anyway, what you eat will be digested.

When this group of people finally had their fill, Ding Zile leaned back on the sofa, feeling that the food had not only filled his stomach and esophagus, but might have taken over his brain.

"Does your family all eat this way?" Ding Zile felt overwhelmed for a while, so he simply stood up and went into the kitchen to watch Qian Cheng wash the dishes.

"Occasionally, do you want to say that my family's eating habits are not good or something." Qian Cheng's dishwashing skills are probably trained in this way, and his movements are fast and quiet.

"I feel like I ate three meals." Ding Zile rubbed his stomach, "Do you need me to help you? Digest."

"No." Qian Cheng looked back at him with a smile, "I'm holding on too, you can come after I finish digesting."

Ding Zile leaned against the water platform: "I didn't say that, you are really fat."

"Which eye saw it?" Qian Cheng didn't lift his head.

"Two." Ding Zile held his chin with one hand and looked him up and down, "At least a few catties heavier than when he first came to work."

"Let's reduce it when spring comes." Qian Cheng stacked the bowls that had been flushed with water, knocked them down one by one, and the water dripped down. "Just go out if you talk nonsense."

Yo, fierce.Ding Zile watched Qian Cheng busy with a smile.

It feels good to stay at Qian Cheng's house.Ding Zile tapped his hidden social butterfly skills, slipped back to the living room and chatted with Qian Cheng's mother for a while, and when Qian Cheng came out shaking his hands, his mother was so amused.

"Hey, don't tell me, our Xiaocheng has been anxious about eating since he was a child, and he sweats profusely every time he eats, as if fighting."

"Hey, look at this photo, on his eighth birthday, he accidentally dropped the cake on the floor, and he wants to lick it when he gets down..."

"And this one, the one wearing crotch pants..."

I rely on!What's the situation!Qian Cheng was startled, and hurried over.

"Your photo with open crotch pants. Kindergarten graduation photo and Sha Matt youth photo." Ding Zile smiled and raised his head to look at him, "You have had this hairstyle before, I can't imagine it."

"Mom!" Qian Cheng rescued his precarious image, "Why do you start looking at photos!"

"Can't you take a look? If Xiaoding hadn't said it today, I would have almost forgotten..."

Qian Cheng glanced at Ding Zile: You are finished.

"Oh, it's so late today," my mother looked up at the time, "Have you booked a hotel yet?"

"Not yet." Ding Zile took out his phone, "Let me see..."

"It's definitely gone now!" Mom slapped her thigh, "Let me tell you, we have to book hotels more than half a month in advance for the Spring Festival here... so, you and Xiaocheng squeeze together, he has a big bed .”

"That's fine." Ding Zile smiled, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"What's the matter?" Mom smiled kindly, "He doesn't take up any space."

Qian Cheng had nothing to say, and followed his mother to continue showing his Sha Matt photos.

"What ecstasy soup did you give my mother?" After Ding Zile finished washing, Qian Cheng lay on the bed with a serious expression.

"It's nothing, just chatting with her, mainly around you." Ding Zile looked at the room, "It's quite big, do you have pajamas?"

"Have I agreed to let you sleep here?" Qian Cheng patted the quilt, "It's pretty fast to climb along the pole."

"Your mother said, besides, there is no hotel outside." Ding Zile crossed his arms, "Hurry up, otherwise I will complain to the Consumer Association."

Qian Cheng choked up for a moment. Usually, Ding Zile looked like a serious, good-looking young man, but now that he thinks about it, it's probably just an illusion.

"There are no small animals," Qian Cheng opened the closet door, "The size must be too small, so wear whatever you want."

Ding Zile changed into a cotton coat and sighed, "You really save on fabric."

"Take it off." Qian Cheng rolled his eyes.

"What do you want?" Ding Zile put his arms around him, "Such a bare request?"

"Damn it, this is my sister's house." Qian Cheng pushed hard but failed to push the person away, so he had to lower his voice, "The sound insulation is not very good."

"I think it's not bad." Ding Zile said so, but he still let go, "I'll go back tomorrow."

"So fast?" Qian Cheng was surprised, "You just came here today."

"Can't bear to miss me?" Ding Zile laughed, "I was just going out for a walk. Tomorrow, my parents will go back to the countryside early, so I can calm down. Besides, I can't stay at your house all the time."

Qian Cheng thought about it, and sat down on the quilt again: "Okay, in fact, the whole vacation is only a few days in total."

"Want to come to my house to play?" Ding Zile asked.

"I'm not ready to meet my mother-in-law yet." Qian Cheng said with a smile, "Daughter-in-law got along very well with mother-in-law today?"

Ding Zile laughed as soon as he heard it: "Mini Cheng, where do you have the confidence?"

"Ding Zile, let me tell you." Qian Cheng patted the quilt again, "No matter how short I am, I'm over 1.7 meters. Isn't it ten centimeters taller than me?"

"Thirteen centimeters." Ding Zile said, "There are so many."

"Get lost." Qian Cheng said, "A man can't be judged by his height alone."

"Well, you're right." Ding Zile leaned over and patted his head, "I need to discuss something with you."

"Let's talk." Qian Cheng was very satisfied with Ding Ziyue's soft attitude, "Quickly play something."

Ding Zile pondered for a while, and when he said it, he felt that this topic was so stupid that his IQ was lacking, but he still held back a smile and said it: "Can you put it another way, I met the mother-in-law today. The more a mother-in-law sees her son-in-law, the more she likes her son-in-law." Woolen cloth."

Qian Cheng waited for a long time, and stared at him when he heard the question: "Okay, then when I go to your house, I will also see my mother-in-law."

"Okay." Ding Zile rolled on the bed contentedly, "It's such a happy decision."

"Is it interesting to be quick with your tongue?" Qian Cheng rolled his eyes, "Go to bed early, sir."

It stands to reason that the long night is long, and with the difficulty of sharing a bed, his mind should be filled with all kinds of indescribable images, but Qian Cheng does not have this mood.

Actually insomnia again.It is simply going to be gone forever on the road of middle-aged and old age.

"I haven't fallen asleep yet." Ding Zile suddenly uttered after a long time.

"You're scaring me to death." Qian Cheng wanted to stand up a long time ago, but he was afraid of disturbing Ding Zile.As a result, people didn't sleep after making trouble for a long time. "What do you think about life?"

"Think about your life." Ding Zile turned over and turned to him, "Let me guess, Kid Qian Cheng is full of emotions today, and feels that the road of life is really extremely bumpy..."

"I'm sick." Qian Cheng laughed, "I've summed it up for me."

"It's about the same. If you want me, I'm also emotional, but it's really nice to see your family."

But neurotically optimistic, he never loses face when he can smile.Mom and eldest sister belong to the sunny type. After suffering and going through so many things, they can still eat with a smile.Although they have lived together for so many years, Qian Cheng has only learned a little bit.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine." Ding Zile put his arms around Qian Cheng, "I'm just a little worried about you."

"I have nothing to worry about." Qian Cheng was taken aback for a moment.

"It's nothing right now, but you're actually very thoughtful." Ding Zile tightened his arms, "You're not the same as your sister, you think a lot, you don't like to shout, you suppress everything... from now on If anything happens, just tell me."

Even if something like that happened in everyone's family, he could hold it back, but Ding Zile couldn't guarantee whether Qian Cheng would be able to bear it all with all his might in the future.

If Qian Cheng was alone, then Ding Zile might still praise him for being strong.But now they are two people, seeing Qian Cheng like this, Ding Zile still feels distressed and uneasy.

Although Ding Zile can't solve everything, at least the two of them will not appear so lonely when they are together.

"Understood." Qian Cheng touched Ding Zile's arm, "Don't worry."

After a while: "Can you not get so close? I'm almost sweating."

"It's cold, brother." Ding Zile wailed in a low voice, "Your house is almost below zero."

"Fart, it's one degree above zero." Qian Cheng thought for a while and turned over to hug Ding Zile, "It's alright, let's get warm."

"Ah, I'm a little excited right now." Ding Zile said with a smile, "Can I sing a song now?"

"Why do you play so much today." Qian Cheng sighed, "Sing, keep your voice down, and go to sleep after singing."

"Then I'll sing." Ding Zile cleared his throat.

In fact, Qian Cheng hadn't heard Ding Zile sing very much, and Qian Cheng was still a little shocked when he suddenly heard him sing in this kind of atmosphere and the environment was not good enough.

She looks like she doesn't know how to sing, but she still sings very well unexpectedly.

Like him, he can't do it, and he will die immediately when he arrives at KTV.

Ding Zile opened his mouth and Qian Cheng almost didn't recognize the language, but based on his years of experience, he judged that it was Cantonese.

It sounds good, although I can't understand it.

"Although the road is long by your side, I am not tired. I walk with you, one after another..." Ding Zile sang very slowly. Qian Cheng's face was leaning against his chest to hold him, feeling the vibration of his chest, and his voice was Floating above his head, "The road is rough... and I am not afraid of being tempered. May I experience pain and happiness in my life..."

Let the wind blow and blow.

Snow in the wind, flowers in the fog.

Very happy tone.

"What are you singing? This is it." Qian Cheng asked sullenly.

"It's the song," Ding Zile patted Qian Cheng's back, "I wish Qian Cheng's children grow up happily."

"Go out and turn left to the third drawer of the cabinet." Qian Cheng said, "It's time for you to take your medicine."

After singing the song, it really consumed most of the energy. Ding Zile didn't even know when he fell asleep, but was woken up by the phone early in the morning.

"Are you a masochist?" Qian Cheng didn't even open his eyes when he heard Ding Zile frantically looking for his phone, "I didn't turn off the alarm clock during the holiday..."

"Hello." Ding Zile was almost awake when he found the phone. The phone rang for a long time, "What's the matter?"

Qian Cheng also woke up.

Who is calling at this hour?Too blind to see it!

"Brother!" Ding Ziyue hurriedly said, "Zhou Xun! Something happened to Zhou Xun!"

"What?" Ding Zile's long reflex arc finally made him startled, "What's wrong with Zhou Xun?"

"What prisoner was caught last night, and he was stabbed!" Ding Ziyue passed the security check all the way, and the background was very noisy, "Damn it, ID card? Wait!"

After hanging up the phone, Qian Cheng hurriedly asked, "What's the matter? I heard Zhou Xun?"

"My brother looks like he's going to die soon." Ding Zile felt that this was not funny after speaking, "I have to go back and have a look."

"Then I'll go too." Qian Cheng jumped off the bed, "There's nothing wrong with my house."

"Aren't you going to accompany your sister and your mother?" Ding Zile asked while changing clothes.

"I'd better go with you." Qian Cheng paused, "Let's go and stop talking nonsense."

My mother was very dissatisfied with the fact that Qian Cheng had only been home for two days before running away. When she heard that a friend was injured, she hurriedly pushed people to go shopping.

"It's okay, we'll buy it when we get there." Qian Cheng said while putting on his shoes.

Mom still insisted on stuffing two packs of special products for Ding Zile: "Here, you can eat by yourself."

This year passed, accidents happened frequently, and it was extremely hot.

Qian Cheng thought as he got into the car.

In fact, he and Zhou Xun are not very close, they have only met twice in total, and the scenes are quite delicate.But he knew that Ding Zile was very familiar with Zhou Xun, otherwise he wouldn't have rushed back without even thinking about breakfast.

In fact, there were quite a lot of people at the station, most likely they were relatives during Chinese New Year, the two of them stood, and the car drove for a long time before Ding Zile sighed: "In two days, I really should go to the temple next to the university to worship. "

Qian Cheng nodded, "I'll go with you."

"You don't practice feudal superstition, don't you?" Ding Zile tilted his head and looked at him.

"Now invite the sorceress to dance, and I also recognize it." Qian Cheng smiled, but the smile was just a formality, "Brother Zhou is definitely fine, look at how mighty and majestic he is..."

Zhou Xun is quite a strong person, and usually exudes an aura of "I can crush you with one hand" all over his body. A shriveled and thin person like Qian Cheng...now he is considered a round type basically dare not approach.

"Hey." Ding Zile leaned against the carriage, his eyes a little out of focus.

"It's me." Qian Cheng bumped him lightly, "Don't be so lost. Your brother must have been so anxious that he forgot to take it with him. If you were like this in the past, wouldn't you just add to the trouble?"

"That's true." Ding Zile felt that this statement was inexplicable at first, but it actually made sense when he thought about it carefully, "However, my brother usually doesn't have a lot of brains."

Qian Cheng nodded, thinking that with your brother's double quotient, he is as wise as a fool.

Recently, Ding Zile really had a relationship with the hospital. Ding Zile got out of the car and called his brother. After leaving the station, he went straight to the hospital.

Ding Zile basically didn't speak on the road. Qian Cheng knew he was nervous, so he took out a wet tissue to wipe his hands. Ding Zile took it over and over again, almost tore the paper, and squeezed it into a small ball again in his hand. .

The time on the road is also enough to torture people.

The last thing you need at this time is time for people to think wildly.

Qian Cheng only glanced at him secretly, feeling a little subtle in his heart.

"How can you see Zhou Xun like this?" Qian Cheng finally couldn't help complaining when he got off the car, "If he sees you like this, he will definitely complain."

"Let him complain." Ding Zile calmed down, "Let's go."

When Qian Cheng walked along, he suddenly realized something, he probably knew where this subtle feeling came from.

He had never seen Ding Zile so nervous before.

He really knows Zhou Xun very well.This is beyond his imagination.