fall in love with vinegar bucket

The reason Du Ze was furious was seeing Zhang Zhuo and Song Juan talking with a smile on his face. He didn't like Song Juan very much because the other party's temperament was too strong. Song Juan reminded him of his cousin Shen Minzhi who was far away in Taiwan. On the one hand, with his own mother as a demonstration, Du Ze doesn't like people who are aggressive in temperament and work. According to what the old man said, if he really follows Du's mother's wishes, his life will definitely be difficult in the future.

Seeing his angry face, the driver thought that something was urgent, so he hurriedly asked, "Do you want me to hurry up?"

"Of course it's fast, the fastest kind."

Soon, Du Ze came to the restaurant, the waiter enthusiastically took the guests to their seats, Du Ze pretended to read the bill, but his eyes were wandering, and he simply asked, "Let's order your signature steak. "

"do you need something else?"

Du Ze thought for a while: "Do you have any milk here?"

The waiter looked embarrassed: "Sorry, there is no milk."

"Then, that's it." Du Ze closed the menu and looked for Zhang Zhuo, but unexpectedly saw it in the corner. There were only Song Juan and Zhang Zhuo at the table. Song Juan was wearing a dark brown skirt today, and her long hair was slightly Juan looked a little less serious, Du Ze thought they were not happy when they met last time, but Song Juan was very enthusiastic this time.

Du Ze felt so sad, why the first thing Zhang Zhuo did when he returned to the capital was to have dinner with Song Juan, even if Tao Jiayu was there, it was useless, Song Juan kept staring at Zhang Zhuo, he, a bystander, could see clearly , Song Juan is interested in Zhang Zhuo.

What about Zhang Zhuo?

Why do you sleep with your arms around yourself at night? It's not normal for two men to hug each other. Du Ze remembered that he was sick before, and Zhang Zhuo coaxed him in different ways. His ears were hot, and if he had a good relationship, who would be so close.

Yes, that's right, Zhang Zhuo must have conspired against him.

The last time he ate the cake, he didn't dislike the spoon being used by him, and the last kiss already explained the problem. Zhang Zhuo didn't react as much as other straight men, so there must be something wrong.

Du Ze turned himself into a detective in his heart, subverting all the details of getting along with Zhang Zhuo. The more he thought about it, the more ambiguous he became, and the more he thought about it, the more trembling he felt. female.

Zhang Zhuo actually wiped Song Juan's mouth?

Du Ze solved the steak neatly, and began to sniff his nose to wonder if he was thinking wrongly. Obviously, Ye Xun said that there was a problem with their relationship, and the problem was so unusual.

Knowing the past, his identity was embarrassing, and he was secretly observing, and he was so angry that he exploded.

Du Ze couldn't help sniffling when he thought about the pork ribs he bought specially in the refrigerator. He didn't like Zhang Zhuo and Song Juan eating together, he just didn't like it.

Song Juan, who was not far away, turned around strangely: "It's strange, I always feel that someone is watching me."

"No." Zhang Zhuo also looked, but saw no one.

He came late, and soon after Du Ze finished eating, he saw Zhang Zhuo and Song Juan standing up and planning to leave, so he immediately called the waiter to pay the bill, only to be surprised by the amount for a few seconds, it's so expensive!

But the situation was special and I couldn't help but say more, Du Ze followed behind mysteriously, thinking whether he should go up to say hello, and if he did, what should he say?

He walked behind with his schoolbag on his back, and followed Zhang Zhuo from a distance. Song Juan put on a coat and carried an exquisite bag, which was the same as that of all dating women. The two were talking face to face, and Zhang Zhuo put one hand in She was smiling in her pocket and looked like Song Juan.

Du Ze has never been so thankful for his good eyesight as now. Both of them turned their faces sideways but could see clearly. Song Juan's hesitant look made Du Ze tilt his head. The cold wind was howling, and the weather forecast said tomorrow It was snowing again and it was sleet, Du Ze felt his face was so cold that he couldn't feel it, and his eyes unconsciously fell on Song Juan's exposed legs.

Song Juan looked excited but still kept her sobriety. She arrived at the parking lot immediately. She stood on the road and looked at Zhang Zhuo: "It's still early. A big-budget movie is coming out recently. Are you interested in joining us?"

How could Zhang Zhuo not understand Song Juan's meaning, but he couldn't respond: "There is an important meeting tomorrow, and I will probably be very busy when I go back tonight."

"That's it." Song Juan tossed her hair. She didn't feel embarrassed about being rejected, but she was a little unwilling to give up. She continued, "My birthday is at the end of this month, if possible..."

"I'm going abroad at the end of the month."

Whether it is really going abroad or fake going abroad is not important at this time. Song Juan looked up at Zhang Zhuo's face, and now she has completely given up. Tao Jiayu also brought them here, even if Tao Jiayu found an excuse to leave first after sitting down, that also explained Zhang Zhuo's intentions, she had made an appointment with Zhang Zhuo alone.

Song Juan's eyes flickered, she was just a man, so there was no need to pester him any more.

Friends in business are better, but lovers are not suitable.

"Well, I think you know what I mean, but you can't force it."

Zhang Zhuo said sincerely: "You are amazing, but we are not suitable, and you will meet the most suitable person for you."

"It's a waste of me to come to see you in such a beautiful dress today."

Zhang Zhuo smiled: "It's really beautiful."

"A lover can't do it, but a friend can always do it. Can I ask for a hug?"

Song Juan made her words so clear that Zhang Zhuo was not polite, so she opened her arms and was about to give her a hug, but a mischievous voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Ha! What a coincidence, I will meet you you!"

Song Juan, who was focused, was startled by the sudden shout, and quickly covered her heart and frowned and asked, "Who?"

At this time, Du Ze slowly poked his head out from behind Zhang Zhuo with a harmless smile, and said with a smile, "What a coincidence, Miss Song."

Song Juan looked around, she really didn't know where he came from, she took a step back, and frowned indistinctly: "Why are you here?" In fact, she almost forgot who Du Ze was, But when the other party's accent is too recognizable, it's hard for her to forget.

Zhang Zhuo pressed his forehead: "Where did you come from?"

"I came from behind." Du Ze couldn't help being slightly wronged, his face was very pure, and his hands pressed down on the man's waist with considerable strength.

Zhang Zhuo immediately grabbed the hand behind it, it was cold to the touch, and he directly wrapped it in the palm of his hand: "Aren't you working overtime at the company?" If he remembered correctly, Fengda is far away from here, Zhang Zhuo looked again Looking behind Du Ze, "You came with your friends?"

"Why can't I come alone." After speaking, he pinched again.

Song Juan watched the interaction between the two with a blank face, let alone hugging, she probably couldn't get in if she wanted to interrupt now, so she lost interest and said goodbye to Zhang Zhuo: "It's very cold outside, you go back early, I'll gone."

Zhang Zhuo didn't say anything, only Du Ze shouted enthusiastically: "Miss Song, go back and pay attention to safety, bye~"

I don’t know why I usually have a gentle accent, but now that “bye~” sounded like she was looking for a fight. When Song Juan’s back disappeared with the sound of high heels, Zhang Zhuo turned around and squeezed the hand that had been making trouble: “Hold on!” Does it hurt?" Seeing that the name tag on Du Ze's chest hadn't been taken off, he shook it, "It's already off work, you still have the name tag?"

Du Ze stared at him motionlessly: "Anyway, it's you who hurts, not me." Then he pushed the man hard, and the smile disappeared and replaced with an angry face.

"You, too much!"

Zhang Zhuo was confused by the anger: "I'm going too far."

"You still hug her, but you actually hug her!" If he hadn't come in time, what would happen next, would he kiss her like on TV?

Zhang Zhuo slowly came to his senses, he came over and tried to grab Du Ze's arm but was thrown away.

He pulls again and gets thrown again.

So he pulled harder, Du Ze pouted, but this time he couldn't get rid of it.

"How did you know I was here?"

Du Ze snorted and said, "If you want people to not know, you have to do nothing yourself."

Zhang Zhuo really didn't know where he needed to feel guilty, so he held back a smile and teased Du Ze: "What are you thinking?"

"In the past, you always went home first when you came back."

Zhang Zhuo: "Huh?"

"You wipe her mouth, and you still want to hug her!" Du Ze became more and more unhappy, "You've kissed me before, and you even fell asleep!"

"What are you talking about? I can't understand." Zhang Zhuo smiled and said nothing.

Du Ze was so angry that his face was flushed, and he clenched his hands into fists and loosened them several times. The first time he encountered an emotional matter, he didn't know how to solve it. He said in a crying voice: "You two stand together so ugly, why are you so ugly? Ugly."

Zhang Zhuo wiped his eyes for him, and asked in a deep voice, "I hugged her, and I slept with you in the same bed, what is the causal relationship?"

"It seems not." Du Ze muttered, but in the next second he hugged Zhang Zhuo's neck. Zhang Zhuo's eyes went dark, and then the smell of blood spread from his mouth, and the last limp tongue lingered in his mouth for a long time.

To be honest, this kind of unskilled kissing method is really unpleasant.

But obviously, Du Zele was still a little bit upset that he would never let go. After kissing him, he wiped his mouth in satisfaction: "It's the cause and effect. I don't want a girlfriend anymore, and you don't want to." .”

"What kind of logic are you talking about?"

Du Ze didn't care about 21, he hugged him again and kissed Zhang Zhuo. Before he finished speaking, Zhang Zhuo hurriedly hugged his waist to prevent the two of them from rolling on the ground together. Du Ze hugged him very tightly, on a cold winter night , The distance between them was only one centimeter, Du Ze buried his head in his neck and whispered: "I always wonder why you treat me so well, my father and mother have never been so comprehensive."

"Zhang Zhuo, do you like me?"

Zhang Zhuo felt a little angry.

Du Ze climbed onto him like a bear, and said in a muffled voice, "Look, you haven't pushed me away yet, I like you."

"Say it again."

Du Ze was embarrassed to say it again, bit the man's neck fiercely, and suddenly shouted: "Why are you hugging her!"

Zhang Zhuo was dizzy and said weakly, "I didn't hug her."

"That's because I came at the right time, otherwise you would, you would have hugged me!"

"Just a normal hug."

But Du Ze opened his mouth and gnawed: "I won't listen, you're just making excuses!" After being wronged, he began to writhe, like a child whose toy was taken away, wanted to cry, "I'm so mad."

"Do you like her or not?"

"Of course I don't like it." Zhang Zhuo sighed.

Du Ze said, "Then you must like me, you must be."

Zhang Zhuo helped Du Ze rewrap the scarf, raised his hand to cover his cheek and asked, "Then do you like me, and what kind?"

"I like you, I just like to kiss and go to bed. I even hinted that you are so obvious. You still come out to eat with women. I don't like it or not."

When the confession collides with arresting female officers and questioning, no matter how romantic and innocent the scene is, it becomes nondescript.

For example, now, when Zhang Zhuo faced Du Ze with a look of grabbing the mistress, the heart that had finally succeeded could not be excited. He hugged the furious Du Ze in his arms, pressed his forehead together and said, "She likes me, but I rejected her, our hugs were just normal between friends, I didn't like her."

Du Ze sniffled: "I saw you wipe her mouth..."

"……smoothly."

"Why do you still have dinner with her if you don't like her? You have bad intentions!"

Zhang Zhuo couldn't argue: "What are you thinking in your head?"

"What I'm thinking about is that you're still thinking about what's in the pot while you're eating in the bowl." Du Ze said, "I've been watching you for a long time."

No wonder Song Juan always turned her head when eating, saying that she felt someone was watching her...

"I'm really not interested in her."

"Then you're interested in me..." Du Ze lowered his head, staring at the marks he had bitten on the man's neck just now, he slowly leaned forward and licked it in a way that only they could hear The voice said, "Zhang Zhuo, I found that my liking for you is different from liking Ye Xun."

"You really like men." Zhang Zhuo patted Du Ze's back, probably due to his increased exercise, Du Ze's palms began to sweat.

But Du Ze didn't face Zhang Zhuo face to face, he was less embarrassed, he shook his head and nodded.

"I don't like men, but I know that I like you." Du Ze withdrew from Zhang Zhuo's arms, looked at it for a long time and asked cautiously, "Then do you like me?"

Du Ze insisted on hearing a clear answer, Zhang Zhuo smiled, bowed his head and kissed Du Ze's lips, sticking out his tongue and carefully intertwined with Du Ze, the hug gradually became stronger.

Du Ze let out a muffled snort, feeling quite comfortable, and the rising ending tickled Zhang Zhuo's heart, so he didn't continue to be polite.

After the kiss, Du Ze was dazed by the kiss, and fell into Zhang Zhuo's arms. Thinking that he was on the side of the road, he couldn't come out, so he stood and hugged Zhang Zhuo for a while, and said something blushing.

"Kiss, it's so, so comfortable...so comfortable that I don't want to move anymore."

Zhang Zhuo didn't know whether he should cry or laugh now, and said, "I'll kiss you in the future, don't bite me."

"Let me think about it." Du Ze was not happy, "I want to go to that street to eat Malatang."

Zhang Zhuo took Du Ze's hand, poked him in the face and asked, "Aren't you fierce? Why aren't you fierce now? Be fierce again."

"If I want to be fierce, I will be fierce. Now I don't want to be fierce." Du Ze was dragged away by Zhang Zhuo, his face was flushed red in the scarf.

Zhang Zhuo didn't drive, and the two walked slowly on the road. To Du Ze, just having a relationship was both exciting and uncomfortable. What makes him excited is that falling in love is what it feels like, making him feel uncomfortable. It was because he was too familiar with Zhang Zhuo, and he was not used to this change in the relationship.

"Zhang Zhuo." He suddenly called softly.

"Yes."

Du Ze pursed his lips: "Are we dating now?"

Zhang Zhuo raised his fingers intertwined, and then pointed to the two teeth marks on his neck, he asked back, "What do you think?"