Back to the year when my husband was the worst

Zhou Ya smiled, "What about me?"

Xu Qingran: "Don't you have any points in your heart?"

To be honest, Xu Qingran has no plans or actions right now.

It stands to reason that after a quarrel, it can be regarded as a small reunion, he should now lie down with Zhou Ya to the eighteenth touch, the camera sweeps away, kissing and hugging together, regardless of the time and place, anyway, what kind of fire is burning, to open up new worlds, but also I don't know if it's because during the five years of marriage that he didn't do anything else other than this, he always feels that he is like a monkey with a short memory and will repeat the same mistakes sooner or later.

He persuaded Zhou Ya to tease him less, Zhou Ya lay on the bed and yelled shamelessly.

Xu Qingran gasped, jumped out of the window, and went to look for juice.

Walking around the downstairs kitchen twice, I found that Zhou Ya’s house was well-equipped, the microwave smelled like butter, and there were grease stains in the oven that hadn’t been cleaned up in the last use. It could be seen that the kitchen was frequently used.

Xu Qingran searched for a long time, then shouted upstairs: "Where's the juice?"

No one should.

Xu Qingran made a phone call: "Where's the juice?"

Zhou Ya laughed out loud, "Really?"

Xu Qingran held back a question mark on his face: "Fuck, you didn't say..."

He reacted: "Are you kidding me?"

"No." Zhou Ya said, "Go out of the kitchen and have a look."

Xu Qingran walked out of the kitchen. Outside was a long dining table with a vase of flowers and a fruit plate.

"Did you see the fruit plate?" Zhou Ya said.

Xu Qingran held up his mobile phone: "Ah, I saw it."

So?

Zhou Ya turned over and said, "If you chew it in your mouth, it will be juice."

what?

Seems to make sense?

Goodbye.

Xu Qingran hung up the phone without hesitation. After hanging up, he suddenly remembered that he had just said yesterday that he wanted to chase after this thing. Damn it, just like this, how to chase after it?

This exasperating energy.

Xu Qingran reflected on the fruit plate for about ten seconds, picked up two oranges and went in to find a fruit knife to cut, ready to send it to the annoying thing upstairs.

First stab, second stab, upstairs is your husband, chase after him seriously, third stab...

Just after the oranges were cut, the annoying thing came downstairs by itself, and came in with two oranges to find the juicer.

"No." Xu Qingran turned around and saw him, almost threw the knife out in fright, "Why, you walk without making a sound?"

"I squeaked, but you didn't hear." Zhou Ya supported the door frame, and was also nervous, "What are you doing, hold the knife well."

Xu Qingran felt that his attitude hurt his self-esteem: "I'm just a fruit knife, why are you nervous?"

Zhou Yai said frankly, "I've never seen you holding a knife."

Mr. Xu has a lot to do every day, so he has no time to peel fruit.

Xu Qingran felt guilty, and drove him out: "It's okay, give me the orange, you go out, I'll cut it up and take it out for you."

"You cut it for me?" Zhou Ya stared at him.

Xu Qingran also stared back: "What's wrong?"

"I saw your expression just now," Zhou Yai laughed to himself, "I thought you sliced ​​the orange for me."

"Where am I..." Xu Qingran put down the orange and came over, too lazy to struggle, stretched out his hand, "Orange."

Zhou Ya leaned against the door frame and bent down, smiling: "Why give it to you, I'll come and look for the juicer."

Xu Qingran: "Why are you looking for a juicer?"

Zhou Ya: "Don't you want to drink juice?"

"Ah, so..." Xu Qingran recalled it again and again, holding the chopping board and laughing, "Damn, put it back, I don't want to drink. Where did you get that photo?"

"It's made online." Zhou Yai went out to put the fruit while talking, and when he came back, he stood next to the chopping board with Xu Qingran and ate two oranges without moving the juicer out.

When he went upstairs again, Zhou Yai took out a huge hiking bag from the closet and threw it on the bed, and Xu Qingran accompanied him to stuff things into the bag.Someone belatedly realized that Zhou Yai's date might be a cover, and this posture seemed to ask him to come over to help move.

Xu Qingran asked: "Can you pretend?"

After figuring out the purpose, Xu Qingran wondered where this mountaineering bag could hold the luggage of next week's Jair.

"It fits." Zhou Ya didn't have much to take, so he squatted down to open the safe, flipped through a few books and threw them over: "Go on."

"What?" Xu Qingran caught it, and opened it to look at various documents.

Fortunately, he is under the age of two and the same-sex marriage bill has not passed, otherwise Zhou Ya might have dug out the household registration book in advance.

In the end, after tidying up the mountaineering bag, he was still full. The clothes and shoes for spring, summer, autumn and winter in the closet, and the musical instruments on the shelf were basically untouched by Zhou Ya, which was even simpler than the ones he brought for travel.

Xu Qingran threw the charger in for him, and fell down beside his bed, and got up after a while.

"Where are you going to move?" Xu Qingran asked, "Do you have a place to stay now?"

Such a question is very new.Zhou Ya looked back at him a few times.

When other people encounter such an inexplicable situation, they usually ask why first, why did you move the place suddenly, did you pack up these things and come out to play and run away from home?

And Xu Qingran only cared about where he was going to move.

"Yes." Zhou Yai took out his mobile phone and threw it over to him, "Near No. [-] Middle School, remember the location."

With such a sudden throw, Xu Qingran flinched back as if catching the ball: "Hey."

He lowered his head and flipped through a few photos, which showed the house number of a residential building. When he flipped through, there were some scattered indoor photos. Xu Qingran really knew this place. You can get home within 10 minutes. Many families live far away, and students who don’t want to live on campus rent houses on this land.

Xu Qingran's finger rests on the third picture, which shows the indoor sofa, the door towards the bathroom in the corner is closed, and there are two pairs of slippers by the door, one pair is neatly arranged, the other pair is cotton mop, which can be kicked casually to the side.

Xu Qingran turned over one more page, and had a vague guess that he might as well sit on the sofa this time.

A boy with glasses is lying on the sofa eating snacks.

Xu Qingran raised his eyebrows, glanced at Zhou Ya, and raised his eyebrows again.

Zhou Ya misunderstood the meaning of this look: "I took some things to the past before, but now I don't have much to take."

"You lived here before?" Xu Qingran asked.

Zhou Ya said "ah" lightly: "I planned to trick you into living in the second half of the semester."

The word used.

Xu Qingran was stunned for two seconds: "Why don't you fool me now, if you ask me to live with you, will I not go?"

"I don't know." Zhou Ya smiled, and came over to zip up the mountaineering bag, "Isn't my sister-in-law still there? Are you willing to leave her at home?"

Before Xu Qingran could ask, Zhou Yai went on to say, "Otherwise, why are you rushing her back to school this morning?"

Xu Qingran sat over, grabbed the edge of the bed, and remembered that there was Chen Mingjun at home.

He opened his mouth without making a sound, staring at the backpack hesitantly for a long time.

How to say, which one to say first.

Then he turned over and grabbed Zhou Yai's pillow and squeezed it in his arms, and the idiot seemed to put his head down and took a deep breath.

Zhou Ya was so surprised by this movement that he looked over, put his hand on Xu Qingran's head and pulled it: "What's wrong, Brother Ran?"

"What's the smell of Brother Yai that I smell." Xu Qingran buried his head in the pillow and said in a muffled voice.

"Fuck." Xu Qingran kicked off his slippers and rolled onto the bed, "Brother Yai."

"You..." Zhou Ya stared dumbfounded at him rolling around twice, and after a while he was annoyed and funny, "Will you hug me while I'm standing here?"

"Don't hug." Xu Qingran stretched out half of his face, half-closed his eyes, and said narrowly: "What if something happens? Are you here to help me?"

Zhou Yai paused for a moment: "...why not?"

"Then come here." Xu Qingran hooked his hands.

Zhou Ya hit the bed with his knees, and pulled him down with a force, so he had to arch his back and put his hands on the bed.Xu Qingran pressed against his lips, and the tip of his tongue quickly penetrated in.

Things can really happen.

Old man old man's.

The two of them didn't dare to stay here, forcibly tore themselves away from each other, and when they separated, they sat back to back and laughed fiercely.

"Hurry up," Xu Qingran crossed his legs and bent down, "Pack up and go to school quickly."

Zhou Yai asked back, "Go to school and continue?"

Xu Qingran turned her head abruptly: "That's the school."

Zhou Ya was also very serious: "Well, I know, it's the school."

Xu Qingran couldn't hold back his laughter again, Zhou Yai imitated his usual manner and stretched out his hand: "You'd better hold back."

Before leaving, Xu Qingran couldn't help but glanced at the book wall again. He hadn't seen this kind of book collection outside the library in his life, even if some bosses who liked to put on a show The book collection at home is not arranged in this way, and it seems that almost every book has been touched.

As soon as Zhou Ya left, the wall of books was left here.

The layout of Zhou Jair's room is similar to his own style, it can be seen that it has been carefully crafted, and there is a hanging chair hanging on it, but the book wall is a bit out of tune.

Xu Qingran slept in the same room with him before. Thinking about it carefully, there seemed to be only three books in their room, which were placed on the bedside table as decorations.

"My dad made it." Zhou Yai said suddenly, "There is a book list in the second column on the right by the window sill, and the bookshelf will be updated."

"...Mmm." Xu Qingran withdrew his gaze and patted his heart with his left hand.

He thought he was being cryptic.

Zhou Ya was planning to tell him about this matter, so he just followed the conversation when he opened the conversation, and guessed what he knew before contacting Xu Qingran.

Many parents have made this kind of mistake. The desire to control their children is too high. It is the same as planning a path in advance when a person is born. It is the length of time and the degree of interference.

The Zhou father who has never met is almost like this.

Xu Qingran remembered that Zhou Ya said that his mother had passed away, he paused hesitantly: "Then you moved out now because he... found you a stepmother?"

"How did you think of this?" Zhou Ya grabbed his arm and squeezed it, "There is someone who should get married, but I don't know if he got married later."

"..." Got it.

Xu Qingran sighed, and said why he and Zhou Ya had never mentioned these matters in such a tacit understanding before, so they basically bumped into each other. He also left Xu Mingchen when he was in college, and he didn't go back much later. How long will it take to bring Xu Dandan out together.It was troublesome at the time, so I didn't say anything.

Xu Qingran finished explaining in one breath, and briefly talked about Xu Mingchen's situation: "He has a lot of girlfriends."

After thinking about it, Xu Qingran said, "How long are you going to live there?"

"Huh?" Zhou Ya tilted his head to look at him.

"I see, your classmate from No. [-] Middle School also lives there, right?" Xu Qingran pointed to his mobile phone, "The one I came to last time, the current student union chairman of No. [-] Middle School. Do you have a good relationship with him?"

Qu Chen.

Zhou Yai came to his senses and smiled, "Not exactly."

Xu Qingran walked around the backpack and hooked his shoulder: "It's okay, who doesn't have one or two good friends."

"Well, what I mean is that my relationship with him is slightly better than good." Zhou Ya raised his hand and patted the back of his hand, "Are you going to strangle me?"

Xu Qingran tried hard: "If you answer well, I won't strangle you to death."

Zhou Yai: "He is my relative."

"It's too perfunctory." Xu Qingran couldn't turn his mind right now, "Then why isn't his surname Zhou?"

"No..." Zhou Ya grabbed him and stopped in the middle of the road, "Do relatives have to have my surname? He was not born to me."

"I'm still your father and you don't have my last name." Xu Qingran stared at him.

Zhou Ya looked back and realized that this kid might just be looking for something to do.

Zhou Ya said, "Do you need a beating, Brother Ran?"

Xu Qingran let go, and continued to be unreasonable: "Isn't he in his teens?"

Zhou Ya loosened his backpack: "What's wrong with being a teenager?"

"Teenagers," Xu Qingran said, "Teenagers' young hormones."

Zhou Ya looked speechless.

Xu Qingran accepted it as soon as he saw it: "See, you've been chasing me like this before."

Zhou Ya: "...Fart your fart."