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Zhou Zejin started living alone when he was very young, and he has developed a good cooking skill. After meeting Ye Lang, he was even more aggressive for a while.These years, under his conscious feeding, Ye Lang is in his early thirties, and has a small circle of fat on his stomach.

Zhou Zejin moved swiftly, and it didn't take long to serve three dishes and one soup.Ye Lang smelled the aroma of the food and immediately felt empty in his stomach, so he put aside everything for the time being and just ate hard.

Seeing that he ate too much, Zhou Zejin was afraid that his stomach would be uncomfortable, so he said, "Let's go down for a walk to digest food?"

Ye Lang refused: "It's the old man's job to take a walk after dinner." Then he leisurely brewed Kung Fu tea, saying that drinking tea to remove grease is more effective than taking a walk. Older people do it.

Zhou Zejin never forced him to do anything, and he stopped persuading him once he said it.He sat with Ye Lang for a while, and said that he was going to the study to deal with some mails.

Ye Lang nodded: "Then you go, finish it early, let's go to bed early tonight!"

Of course, Zhou Zejin would not fail to understand such an obvious hint.He smiled, with straight eyes, and said, "Okay."

Ye Lang washed up early and lay on the bed. While playing mobile games and waiting for Zhou Zejin, he unexpectedly recalled the confusion during the day.Until now, he still felt incredible.

Ha, probably I was dreaming!

In the end, it seems that only this conclusion is more reasonable.

Ye Lang decided to put this strange incident behind him and stop worrying about it.

After waiting for too long, Zhou Zejin came into the room.The man first smiled at Ye Lang, walked into the bathroom, and came out after a while without any clothes on.

As a man who is over 30 years old but still has a clear vest line, he is simply the object of envy of all men of the same age.But Ye Lang is not included.This is his man!The lover has a good figure and is pleasing to the eye, but it's too late for Ye Lang to be happy.

The two kissed each other naturally, and after a while, hot and ambiguous panting sounded, and it seemed that the temperature in the room had risen several degrees.

After finishing the work, Ye Lang became addicted to cigarettes, so he sat up and put on his clothes.

Zhou Zejin's body was sticky, and he stretched out his arms from behind to wrap around his waist, and kissed the back of his neck like a bird pecking at it, and even bit it with his teeth.

Even though the bite was light, it still hurts!

Ye Lang, who is afraid of pain, shrank his neck and turned to stare at him: "What's wrong? Are you still biting?"

"I'm not, do I often bite you?"

When speaking of the word "bite", Zhou Zejin deliberately emphasized his tone, and swept across his lower body ambiguously.

Uh, how do you feel that Zhou Zejin is particularly... angry today?

Ye Lang didn't quite get used to it, so he gathered his nightgown, got up and walked out quickly.

Standing on the balcony and puffing on the clouds for a while, Ye Lang tried to blow out a smoke ring, but the effect was not satisfactory.The cold kept pouring in from the window, and then drilled into the neckline, and he soon missed the warm blanket. He took two puffs, pinched the remaining cigarette butts, and walked back quickly.

Every time after making out, Zhou Zejin must wash it again.It was the same this time, when Ye Lang went back, he happened to come out after rinsing, of course, this time he was not completely naked, at least he was wearing a pair of underwear.

Ye Lang is not as particular as he is, so he just fell asleep, but as usual, he used a philosophy book to hypnotize him.

Under the quilt, Zhou Zejin hooked his toes and dawdled on his calf, intending to arouse his anger again.

Ye Lang's anger was not hooked up, but he felt a little weird.

"Why are you so weird today?"

Zhou Zejin raised his lips and smiled at him, his brown pupils rolled slightly, revealing a sparkle of light.

Looking at Ye Lang, he felt that the person in front of him was a little strange.

The strange feeling at this moment made him turn around subconsciously, close the book, yawned, and said, "Stop making trouble, go to sleep, you have to go to work tomorrow."

Zhou Zejin seemed a little unwilling, leaned over and kissed his earlobe, and then fell asleep hugging him.

The next morning, Ye Lang opened his eyes sleepily in the smell of food as usual, with his messy hair, he walked to the dining room with slippers on.

"Why is it dried radish?" Ye Lang said a little dissatisfied.

Among all the side dishes, what he dislikes the least is that the radish is dry and too hard; his favorite is pickled cucumber, which is crisp and delicious, salty and sweet.

Zhou Zejin looked at him, and said a little strangely: "Didn't you praise the deliciousness of these dried radishes before? I specially asked my subordinates to bring some more from my hometown."

Did he say this?

Ye Lang was stunned for a moment, scratched his hair, messed it up even more, and muttered, "I... go brush my teeth."

The day was much the same as usual.

After arriving at the unit, Ye Lang brewed tea and took a sip, looking at the hot air floating up, slightly lost in thought.

Until their section chief came in and glanced at him, his nose twitched slightly.

"Hey," he exclaimed a little exaggeratedly, "it's better to use Xiaoye tea, smelling the fragrance of this tea, I'm afraid it's the best Yuqian Longjing tea?"

"How can it be? The tea grown in the mountains behind my friend's house is not good, but it is greener." Ye Lang immediately took out his tea pot, "If you like it, section chief, why don't you take some back."

The section chief waited for his words, and took it cheerfully: "That's okay, I'll take some to taste. There are not many tea growers in my family these days."

Ye Lang said "Yes", and watched the section chief leave.

This interruption interrupted his thoughts just now, he would remember that there was still an unwritten report, and he was waiting to ask for it in the meeting tomorrow, so he didn't dare to go on a errand, opened the computer file and typed on the keyboard.

The report was successfully written before leaving get off work, and the day's work was successfully completed. Ye Lang was very satisfied. He bought two crabs and a bottle of wine when he got off work, planning to have a drink.

Zhou Zejin usually doesn't touch alcohol, but seeing that Ye Lang is in high spirits, he also drinks with him.

"I'm going on a business trip tomorrow. During the few days I'm away, you have to eat on time, so don't miss the meal time." While drinking, Zhou Zejin said suddenly.

Ye Lang raised his head, with a crab leg in the corner of his mouth: "So suddenly? I haven't heard you mention it, how many days?"

Zhou Zejin paused, with a look of surprise on his face: "I told you three days ago that I thought it would be a waste before I had a business deal, but I didn't expect it to turn around, but I need to fly to the UK to talk in person. If it goes well, it will take two days. return."

"..." Ye Lang stayed for two seconds, "You never said it, this is the first time you said it."

Zhou Zejin's brows raised slightly, and then loosened: "Let's just say you don't care about me. You don't care at all about what I told you."

Ye Lang suddenly felt wronged, but at the same time, he also had some guilt and self-doubt: Did Zhou Zejin really say it, but he forgot?

But Ye Lang has always had a principle, no matter who is right or wrong between him and Zhou Zejin, it is Zhou Zejin's fault.

He bit the crab leg with a click, and said vaguely: "Anyway, you never said it, and I haven't heard it either."