no compromise

Wen Ruohang thought for a while, and decided not to interfere too much with the boss's daily chores, and then spent 5 minutes thinking about it, and finally summoned up the courage to invite Kang Li to go to the movies after get off work without changing his face.

"Watching a movie? It's such a cold day, I don't really want to go out..."

Kang Li was a little embarrassed.

They are already very familiar, so Kang Li stopped making superficial efforts, and said bluntly that instead of going out in the cold air to be frozen and then sitting for more than an hour, she would rather go home and watch dramas wrapped in a coat and holding hot milk tea.

Wen Ruohang took this into consideration, and told her that he had booked the recently hit Hollywood New Hero movie, and the package ticket also had popcorn and drinks to eat.

Then you can go to the newly opened Internet celebrity restaurant that is hot on the Internet recently, and he has already reserved a seat.

Said that Kang Li was thinking about going to see this movie two days ago, and then wanted to eat the signature dim sum of that newly opened restaurant.

Hearing Wen Ruohang's arrangement, Kang Li was moved.

It's not that she didn't think about going to see and eat alone, but the weather has cooled too fast recently, she just wants to lie lazily in her super warm and comfortable home, and really doesn't want to go out.

Secondly, she can't always buy the right tickets. If it's not too late or too early for the movie ticket time, she hasn't got off work, or the Internet celebrity restaurant can't get tickets, and it will be miserable.

Then again, without anyone to accompany me, I always feel a little bit lonely.

Now I have someone to accompany me, and I have booked the ticket and the location in advance. It's not too good!

So she just thought about it symbolically for a minute before readily agreeing.

Zheng Jingyang went home directly after get off work. When he got to the door of the house, he saw from the outside that the light was on and there was a faint smell of food. Zheng Jingyang felt relieved, took a deep breath and stepped into the house.

As soon as he entered the house, Zheng Jingyang changed his shoes at the door, roughly glanced around, but did not see their little baby, took a few steps closer, looked to the left, there was no kitchen, and to the right, there was no sign either.

Zheng Jingyang was quite curious. Every day when he came home from get off work, his little baby would always come to the door to greet him with a smile on his face, give him a big warm hug, and even give him a sweet smile. My dear, you're not here today?

The rain outside was getting heavier, and he would feel bleak when walking on the road. When he got home, Zheng Jingyang only felt warm.

There are delicious meals waiting for him at home, bright lights, and his lover. This kind of life, Zheng Jingyang used to only dare to think about it occasionally, and he never thought about this possibility before he was 35 years old.

Zheng Jingyang walked upstairs, pulling on his tie as he walked.

When he was getting ready to go out with this tie this morning, he was secretly kissed by some disobedient child, and he couldn't help laughing when he thought of it.

After tearing off his tie, Zheng Jingyang started to unbutton his clothes again, and when he went upstairs, he just took off his clothes and put them on his arms.

Turning to the left, I saw a bright light in my bedroom, and I could vaguely hear a child muttering from time to time.

He went in, and without looking for it, he saw his little sweetheart on his bed.

The little lover was lying on the bed, with a pack of matcha-flavored biscuits in his hand, a pillow on his chest, and a pillow on his chin, and in front of him was a laptop that was playing something.

The little lover's head was facing the end of the bed, and a pair of straight and slender long legs were facing the head of the bed. At this time, they were crossed and turned up and down, matching the rhythm of eating biscuits one by one, which was very comfortable.

Cheng Yueran was paying attention to eating on the bed, not a single crumb was missing, Zheng Jingyang also thought it was very cute.

But this is Cheng Yueran.

If it was someone else, let alone eating on his bed, Zheng Jingyang would be able to invite him down without changing his face, and then throw the bed together with the sheets and pillows, and smile again Someone will replace it with a brand new one, and they will say to you: "It's dirty, change it."

But it's impossible to just see him. Who would have the chance to climb onto his bed, of course, except Cheng Yueran.

Zheng Jingyang didn't deliberately take his steps lightly, walked over directly, and then sat next to Cheng Yueran, wanting to see what he was looking at. He watched with such interest that he forgot to greet him home.

Cheng Yueran actually heard it, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zheng Jingyang going upstairs and coming in, but he didn't pay much attention.

And he saw that Zheng Jingyang was quite normal, he didn't get angry, and he didn't smirk angrily, so he guessed that Wen Ruohang didn't tell him that he was going abroad, 90.00% [-]:[-], maybe he didn't even remind him from the side .

But he also knew that with Wen Ruohang's character and Kang Li who he deliberately mentioned later, he would never say anything about it to Zheng Jingyang.

He knows exactly what to say to what kind of people to get what kind of results.

Zheng Jingyang looked at the computer screen. On the screen was a domestic animation. The protagonist was a red bean. The characters were cute, the lines were cute, the graphics were cute, the plot was cute, and the duration of an episode was very short.In general, it is a very cute and healing animation (the word healing was also taught to him by Cheng Yueran) very worth watching.

But just such an animation fascinated Cheng Yueran and made him forget that he was a big baby who was very important to him?

Zheng Jingyang was at a loss, his own charm was so miserable that it couldn't compare to such a cute animation?

He couldn't help pinching Cheng Yueran's small mouth, which was still chewing small biscuits, with one hand, and made him turn to him. He accidentally squeezed it into a small bird's beak with too much force.

"It's because of this that you didn't pick me up at the door to give me a hug and a kiss?"

"Oh, it's you, Beiha, who said it!" Cheng Yueran denied it three times.

Zheng Jingyang couldn't hear clearly, let him go and let him say it again.

"I said I don't have me, I'm not you, don't talk nonsense." Cheng Yueran repeated, and then rubbed her mouth manually, "It hurts so bad, you can't be gentle!"

Zheng Jingyang felt that he was wronged, and reached out to rub him, but Cheng Yueran slapped him away.

"Farewell, goodbye, you will pinch me later."

Yes, rejected.

"Then tell me, why didn't you show up at the door on time today to pick me up and give me a loving hug and a loving kiss? I couldn't see you when I came back, and there was no sign of you in the kitchen or living room, and you ended up watching cartoons and eating here." Little biscuit. I can't even compare to such an animation."

Hearing what he said, Cheng Yueran turned her head and looked at him amusedly: "Mr. Zheng Jingyang, you are a Geng this year? Why do you suddenly look like a child? Can you be more mature? I really can't get used to this appearance for a while."

Cheng Yueran pretended to be exaggerated and drew gestures everywhere on the bed sheet: "Look, these are all goosebumps from your scaring me."

Zheng Jingyang also laughed at his speech, but he still thought it was pretty good.

In the past, he was too serious. When talking to people, he would either venomously irritate people or jump out with a few words. He could chat to death, and quickly cooled the good atmosphere to below zero.Good brothers always talk about him, let alone finding a partner, it will be difficult to find more good friends if this continues.

Now he and Cheng Yueran are together and have been together for a long time. Following him, he has learned more about various hot words and gossip on the Internet. Occasionally, he can discuss and discuss with him, talk about popular words to liven up the atmosphere, and he can also pick up Cheng Yueran from time to time. He thinks the various stalks in the words are very good.

"So, am I not as good as your animation or your biscuit?"

Cheng Yueran clapped her hands, Gulu jumped up, and then sat down again: "Operation error, operation error."

He sat down obediently, and confessed leniently: "I'm sorry, I originally prepared the meals and waited for you at the door, but I was keeping the meals warm and simmering the last soup slowly over low heat While cooking, I suddenly wanted to see some picturesque scenery of foreign countries, so I turned on my phone and checked it out."

Hmm, Zheng Jingyang raised his eyebrows, waiting for his follow-up.

"Then I shared a piece of gossip in my WeChat group. I took a look, isn't this my childhood! Then I clicked in and took a look."

Zheng Jingyang sat like a clock.

"I swear, I originally planned to just take a look, quit and wait for you! As a result, the more I ate the melon, the more I watched it, and then I thought of the owner of this melon when I was in junior high school. cp, and then I accidentally ate a bite or two of melon in high school, so I went upstairs to turn on the computer, and recalled eating melon together..."

Zheng Jingyang probably understood the meaning of all these words: "Then, when I came back, it wasn't that you were watching gossip?"

Cheng Yueran pursed her mouth with guilt: "Then the melons were almost eaten, so I wanted to change my mood, find something to watch, and then suddenly thought of this animation I had watched."

"I think there are few episodes of this animation, and each episode is short in length, so there should be time to finish it..."

The more he spoke, the quieter he became, until in the end he couldn't hear the sound at all.

Cheng Yueran saw that Zheng Jingyang still had deep eyes and his expression remained unchanged, and he couldn't tell what mood he was in, so he simply said nothing and offered a passionate wet kiss.

He didn't believe it anymore, Zheng Jingyang was really jealous of an animation.

The author has something to say:

_(:з」∠)_ on the 7th

When I wake up, I will add another _(?_`”∠)_ for today’s 8th