I am determined to become a beautiful wife for the sake of food

Seeing that I didn't answer, Song Ziping asked me again:

"What's the matter, did Nan Nan encounter any unhappy things in the live broadcast today?"

I shook my head, then nodded again, after much deliberation, I had to let Xiaoguai carry all the blame for the time being, I found a reason and said: "During the live broadcast, Xiaoguai's wife was too lively, let me be in front of the camera again It's embarrassing..."

Song Ziping heard that it was such a reason, he smiled and patted my head, and said: "It's okay, I will find the venue for the next live broadcast."

Wait, he touched my head again!

again! !

again! ! !

I double-clicked to realize that this man often rubs my hair, pinches my ears, and sometimes likes to rub my shoulders, and then he smiles very gently and comforts me who always makes me ugly for no reason.

So I'm so used to our various intimate physical contact?

Jiang Nan!you've changed!Getting too radical!Are you still that man who once someone touches you, you will make a gesture of beating others?Or the cool guy who likes to keep others at a distance?Or the handsome guy who is said to be indifferent and not easy to get close to?

My heart seems to be split in two, one half is saying: "Jiang Nan, stop pretending, you gay!" while the other half is also arguing: "You fart! He is still a straight straight man!" Straight—male!"

I have a splitting headache, I'm in pain, and I... I want to destroy the body.

Even though today's food is still as sweet and delicious as ever, I can't eat it at all.I put down my chopsticks and said sullenly, "I seem to be full."

Song Ziping was a little surprised: "Why didn't you finish a bowl of rice today?"

Hearing this, I blushed slightly. Although I usually eat two bowls of rice for each meal, I was still a little shy when my appetite was suddenly exposed ruthlessly.

I left a sentence: "I'll go see if the little girl is eating well." Then I fled.

It's time to think about the relationship between me and Song Ziping.

In other words, from the perspective of my thoughts on him, to prove whether I am really broken?

I strode to the cat nest, and at this moment, this kitten, which I love and hate at the same time, was lying in the nest very leisurely at this time, combing its hair with its small tongue.

I poured the cat food into its food bowl, I looked at it, and it looked at the cat food, but refused to get up to eat for a long time.

I complained about it: "Lazy cat, why don't you eat the cat food already prepared for you?"

It glanced at me contemptuously, with an expression that didn't want to pay attention to you, then turned around and left me with a noble and glamorous back.

Damn it, cats can bully me, I'm too much of a failure!

I snorted twice, and didn't want to talk to this strange cat that didn't want to talk to me.

But as soon as I got up, I thought again, am I going to face the "culprit" that made me so upset again?

Then I squatted down again, like a moldy mushroom, rooted in this sunless balcony.

Then it didn't take long for another "mushroom" to appear beside me.

"Mushroom" he said: "Once upon a time in a mental hospital, a doctor saw a patient squatting in a corner. The patient squatted there every day, and he would not speak when asked him. The doctor was curious why the patient would do that. , so he also followed the example of that patient and squatted in the corner."

Ahh, I've heard this old bad joke story 800 years ago.

"Until one day, the patient finally spoke to the doctor, and the patient said—"

"Are you a mushroom too?"

Song Ziping's mellow voice seemed to crash into my eardrum from far to near, so that I could hear his words clearly.It's obviously just a cold joke, how can I still hear some humanistic care from it?

He continued: "Is Nan Nan in a better mood?"

I poked my neck and said, "This joke is too old-fashioned to be funny."

Song Ziping sniffed and said, "That's it...then I will work harder next time."

I lowered my head, not daring to meet his gaze.I could only stare blankly at the floor, blushing like hell.

Falk!Song Ziping, you, stop exuding your damn charm!Straight men... Straight men sometimes accidentally fall in love!

I lowered my voice and said in a very, very low voice: "You, why are you so nice to me."

Obviously we have only known each other for more than a month, obviously we should be just ordinary colleagues, obviously...

When Song Ziping heard my words, he thought for a long time, and then said:

"Because I want to be nice to you."

Damn, it seems that we can't talk anymore today.

Jiang Nan, I am not a mushroom! !

I stood up, ran to the bedroom like the wind, changed my pajamas, washed up quickly and went to bed, I covered the quilt and lay on the bed with my eyes closed, and nothing happened to me.

Shameful to escape, but really useful.

My little heart was "thumping" and "thumping", as if tens of thousands of people were playing drums and passing flowers in my ears.

The sound was so loud that I felt like I was hallucinating.

"Song Ziping, what kind of person are you?"

I thought that too many things happened today, and I must have trouble falling asleep, but unexpectedly, I just fell asleep thinking about it. I don't even know how long Song Ziping has been in the bedroom.

This night, I seemed to have a dream, and it was not a good dream.

I actually dreamed that Song Ziping and I were betrothed by parents since we were young, but I didn't know what it meant at that time. I just relied on Song Ziping purely. I thought he was so nice and wanted to be with him for the rest of my life. good friend.

It wasn't until the day when I grew up that I was about to get married that I realized that Baby Kiss meant getting married!

The me in the dream was even more shocked than the me today, so the me in the dream... seems to have chosen to run away?What kind of strange plot is this, the doll of the runaway sweetheart?

I woke up gasping for breath after being frightened by this weird dream, and when I woke up, I found that Song Ziping had already left for work.

After drinking two glasses of cold water, I recovered, and felt that it was a pity that I could not become the screenwriter of the Mary Suley drama with my brain power.

After I changed my clothes, washed my face, brushed my teeth, and fed my little boy, I sat on a stool and ate the breakfast Song Ziping prepared for me, while using my mobile phone to search for various test questions to test my sexual orientation.

At this time, I was a little sick and wanted to go to the doctor in a hurry-since I always wondered if I was really crooked, wouldn't it be enough to do a few more test questions?

But I never imagined that these test questions are more unreliable than each other.

The last second I found out that I was heterosexual, I breathed a sigh of relief and felt that I was overthinking. It must be because I only had close contact with Song Ziping recently that I had all kinds of strange illusions.

In the next second, the test question said that I am a proper homosexual, and that I am very dependent on the character of men.

I don't believe in evil, so I did all the test questions I could find while I was still a few hours away from work.

Then I cracked staring at the screen.

[Question, that's that, that, how can I tell if I'm gay?It should be more scientific, have a certain basis, and the result is not easy to make mistakes. 】

[I’ve been following the subject for over a month, and the changes in the subject over the past month have really left me dumbfounded... From asking how a straight man pretends to be gay at the beginning, to now asking how to identify whether he is gay.Questioner, what happened to you this month? ? ? ? ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !terrible! ! ! !It was terrible! ! ! ! ! 】