no way

Tang Fuxing learned the art of playing with dog fur.His fleshy paws looked cumbersome, but they were actually quite dexterous.

Tang Fuxing is a filial piety to his mother, Chong Tianxia's business is getting better and better under his management, but after a few years of effort, Tang Fuxing has fully taken over, and Aunt Yu has won the power of her son, retired honorably, and lived a very leisurely life Comfortable.

Even better is Tang Fuxing's girlfriend, who Tang Fuxing met when he was learning to cut dog hair. Now the couple can play with cats and dogs, and the men and women match, and the work is not tiring.

In the eyes of others, they have long been the boss and the boss's wife who spoil the world.

During the period of Eleventh, an auspicious day for the auspicious autumn was picked, and the two of them were happy to confirm their identities.

When Tang Fuxing got married, Zhang Cong was recruited to be the best man.

Zhang Cong has been promoted to "Mr. Zhang" in the past few years, and he often goes out to discuss projects. There are several suits that fit in the closet.

If a person is good-looking, it is a sin to wear anything.

Zhang Cong was wearing a rather casual black suit today, with a simple white shirt and no tie underneath.

But this set of stamps on him is not at all like a sales office selling insurance.

The well-proportioned and powerful figure has been modified to be extraordinarily capable, with broad shoulders and long legs, and good proportions.In particular, Zhang Cong put on a pair of mechanical cufflinks that Yan Jianghe had bought for him earlier.

This pair of mechanical cufflinks is sawtooth round, silver and white with a black core.There are exquisite gears embedded in it, and two circles of bright gold are embellished. The small objects are very beautiful and fashionable.They are paired left and right, falling on the wrist bones looming under Zhang Cong's sleeves, exquisitely embellished, youthful yet noble.

Zhang Cong likes this pair of cufflinks very much. Since Yan Jianghe bought it for him, he will choose this pair eight times out of ten times he wears a suit.

Zhang Cong tidied himself up and turned to look at Yan Jianghe.Yan Jianghe was sitting on the sofa, facing his beauty, enjoying himself.

Zhang Cong quietly looked at Yan Jianghe for a while, and walked up to Yan Jianghe a few steps and stopped.He supported the back of the sofa with both hands, and rubbed Yan Jianghe's face with the dog's head without any explanation.

What a handsome young man with clear eyes and abstinence and heroic spirit, just like that, he evolved into a big shaggy dog ​​who wags his tail and clings to his master.

"Don't make trouble." Yan Jiang was overjoyed, and stuck his fingertips into the hair on the back of Zhang Cong's head, and scratched it casually twice.

Zhang Cong didn't give up, he still trapped Yan Jianghe on the sofa, hugged Yan Jianghe and refused to get up.

"Is it over?" Yan Jianghe bent his eyes, tilted his head and kissed Zhang Cong's neck.

Zhang Cong's body obviously paused, and then he continued to rub, using his lips to lick Yan Jianghe's earlobe.

Zhang Cong said in a deep voice, "You stared at me so much just now, and now you are still asking me."

Zhang Cong always felt that the old man on the opposite side often seduced him. For example, just now, Yan Jianghe looked at him without blinking, with a faint smile on his lips.

Another example is now, when he turned his corner of the eye slightly, he could catch a glimpse of the shallow smile lines in the corners of Yan Jianghe's eyes.The lines meandered and stretched, and gradually grew gently into his heart.

Zhang Cong secretly complained that Yan Jianghe was inhumane, and he wanted to "revenge" back in action.Why is he always dreaming of something?It's not fair.

"What are you doing?" Yan Jianghe grabbed Zhang Cong's hand to untie his belt, "It's too late. Tang Fuxing got married today, aren't you the best man? We have to be there early."

Zhang Cong, a fool like Zhang Cong, naturally doesn't have to blink when he sells his brothers. He is a typical example of forgetting righteousness when he sees sex.

Zhang Cong refused: "I don't."

Yan Jianghe let out a muffled laugh, squeezed Zhang Cong's chin, and turned his face to look straight at him: "Zhang Congcong, how old are you? You're still acting like a baby."

Zhang Cong frowned, and said, "No."

Zhang Cong stared at Yan Jianghe resentfully.Yan Jianghe's brows twitched, his eyes and throat itched when he saw it.

Yan Jianghe played tricks again, and when he spoke, he seemed to be biting a fragrant red rose in his mouth: "Do you know why I couldn't take my eyes off you just now?"

Yan Jianghe continued to exhale, and Zhang Cong heard the old hooligan beat him up: "Because you stood there straight up, as if you were inviting me to take off the suit you just put on."

Yan Jiang never had the chance to understand the phrase "you can't live by doing your own crimes".

Zhang Cong's suit was indeed stripped and reworn in the end. As the best man, Zhang Cong lived up to expectations and went late with his family.

Tang Fuxing originally wanted to criticize Zhang Cong, but before he could say ten words, Zhang Cong took out a piece of wedding candy from his pocket, which he had put on the table 2 minutes ago.

Zhang Cong peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed it into Tang Fuxing's hands: "Don't be nervous when you get on stage later."

Tang Fuxing immediately forgot to blame Zhang Cong.He was hit on the acupuncture point, threw the sugar into his mouth, and had to shudder twice: "I'm really nervous, oh my god, I'm so nervous, I'm going to have a wife, my god! "

Zhang Cong said expressionlessly, "Come on."

Yan Jianghe: "..."

My mother, Aunt Yu, who was sitting beside me: "..."

Just look at the young people nowadays, they are worthless, all of them are useless and useless.

Tang Fuxing is indeed useless.This fat man started to lose weight two months ago for this wedding.The person lost weight, and according to statistics, he lost a total of eighteen catties and six taels of pork.

His marriage was a complete transformation.When a person loses weight, he wears clothes with spirit, and the contours of the face can even be understood with the naked eye.Except for the small eyes, the other parts are still considered beautiful, and it can be seen that he is a decent person anyway.

Zhang Cong once asked Tang Fuxing, who was hungry and collapsed on the sofa, clutching his stomach and sighing: "You have suffered such a serious crime to lose weight, what's the matter?"

Tang Fuxing said righteously: "On the day of the wedding, I want to give my daughter-in-law the best of me. I want to show her that she married well and how heroic her man is."

At that time, Zhang Cong was so overwhelmed that he couldn't even roll his eyes, so he didn't break the toilet water pipe, and waltzed at the dead top.

And this day is here, and Tang Fuxing is really "heroic".

Zhang Cong saw this silly grandson standing on the stage with a microphone in his hand, and burst into tears: "Thank you, thank you, my mother, and my wife."

Tang Fuxing choked up: "I will always love you, I will always love my mother, and I will always love my wife."

He grinned and said nothing, poured too much true feelings, and bred a wave of hopeless stupidity, which made the audience burst into laughter.

Aunt Yu looked down at her son and daughter-in-law, with tears in her eyes, and she wanted to twitch her mouth again and again.

"I'm sorry, I'm excited." Tang Fuxing waved his hands and covered his face.The bride standing beside him leaned over and gently pulled down his sleeve.

At this time, the host opened the golden mouth and asked the groom to kiss the bride.

Tang Fuxing swung his arm, waved the microphone, and howled loudly: "My wife, I love you!"

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and held his wife in his arms, and kissed her "baji".

Everyone in the audience laughed so hard that their stomachs hurt.

There are gentle swaying lights and loud but cheerful music.

This is "marriage".

Zhang Cong turned his head and saw Yan Jianghe smiling with a row of bright teeth.

Zhang Cong suddenly thought: "If it wasn't for me, Yan Jiang would have such a wedding."

——Family and friends sit below, and they can receive a stack of red envelopes.Around the circle, full of laughter, eloquent.How could Yan Jiang kiss a beautiful woman.

But now, none of that will happen.Zhang Cong will never let them happen in his life.

To some extent, would Yan Jiang feel at a loss?Will Yan Tao and Zhou Pingnan feel at a loss?

"What are you thinking?" Yan Jianghe suddenly turned his face and asked Zhang Cong's ear.

Zhang Cong shook his head and smiled faintly at Yan Jianghe.

Yan Jianghe froze for a moment. He looked at Zhang Cong for a few seconds, then picked up his chopsticks, and stuffed a shrimp into Zhang Cong's mouth.

Zhang Cong: "..."

After the meal was over, Tang Fuxing's poor drinking capacity really couldn't stand it, and the bridegroom was intoxicated with himself and drank to the point of confusion.In the end, Zhang Cong half dragged and half carried him and threw him into the car.

"Sister-in-law, I'll leave it to you." Zhang Cong said to the woman in the car.

"Okay, I'm sorry." The woman smiled, took Tang Fuxing's head, and put it on her lap as a pillow.

Zhang Cong closed the car door, turned around and saw Yan Jianghe standing aside waiting for him.

Yan Jianghe stepped on a pile of red rose petals and firecracker residue.

In order to create a romantic atmosphere, Tang Fuxing wasted a lot of red roses in a wedding.

Zhang Cong came over and walked to his Land Rover with Yan Jianghe.

Yan Jianghe glanced sideways at Zhang Cong's profile, always feeling that the kid might be thinking about something.

Zhang Cong was thinking deeply, and Yan Jianghe couldn't get to the bottom of it all the time, but when he threw it into the background environment of "wedding", he could still figure out something. brain to do things.

Seeing Yan Jianghe reached out and flicked a mechanical cuff button on Zhang Cong's sleeve, the words came out / as if asking "Do you want to eat hot pot tonight?"

Yan Jianghe asked Zhang Cong lightly: "Do you want to get married?"

"What?" Zhang Cong was so frightened that he couldn't move. He stared at Yan Jianghe, and after staring for a while, his expression suddenly changed, "What do you mean?"

"Why are you reacting so badly?" Yan Jiang He Duan measured Zhang Cong and looked around, then he figured it out.

——Probably because of the vagueness in his words, Zhang Cong misunderstood something.

Yan Jianghe glanced around, and there were many people passing by, but he was too lazy to care.

Yan Jianghe reached out and touched Zhang Cong's face twice: "I didn't make it clear, I'll ask again."

Yan Jianghe suddenly took the subject, the verb and the guest very seriously: "Do you want to marry me?"

Zhang Cong's pupils trembled instantly.He grabbed Yan Jianghe's wrist with all his strength and dragged him into the car.

Yan Jianghe knew that Zhang Cong was ill, so he followed him obediently and let him drag him.

Zhang Cong put Yan Jianghe into the co-pilot, got into the driver's seat himself, and then slammed the door with a bang. He was silent for a moment, and asked in a low tone, "What did you say? Are you serious?"

Yan Jianghe leaned on the back of the chair and smiled, tilting his head to look at Zhang Cong: "It's not good in China. After the visa is approved, I can ask the hospital for a long vacation, and we will go abroad."

Yan Jianghe: "Where do you want to go? The United States? The Netherlands? Iceland seems to be fine too. It's pretty beautiful, but it's a bit cold. The complexity of the procedures is also different. We can go back and study and see where is more convenient..."

Yan Jianghe looked at Zhang Cong in a daze opposite him, and remained motionless as if in samadhi.He leaned over and touched Zhang Cong's lips: "Can you arrange your time?"

Zhang Cong still stared at Yan Jianghe without moving.

"..." Yan Jianghe clicked his tongue, and slapped Zhang Cong's shoulder hard with his backhand: "I'm asking you something. You haven't drunk, why do you look dizzy?"

Zhang Cong's bewildered little virtue really pleases Yan Jianghe.

Yan Jianghe actually raised his chin at Zhang Cong and blew a hooligan whistle. He asked with a smile, "Baby, can you still drive home? Where's your soul?"

"...Yes." Zhang Cong rolled his eyelids and drove the car out.

The car drove for about a few hundred meters, and just after passing a traffic light, Zhang Cong suddenly stopped on the side of the road and slammed on the brakes.

His voice was a little higher this time, and he asked Yan Jianghe again: "Are you serious?"

"..." Yan Jianghe almost let his foot brake and shake his head.

Yan Jianghe just wanted to slap Zhang Cong again and beg him to wake up.Yan Jianghe said helplessly: "It's a lifelong event, who is joking with you?"

Yan Jianghe glanced at the Land Rover's rearview mirror: "Ancestor, if you want to go home crazy, drive hard on the highway."

Yan Jiang couldn't help asking worriedly, "Can you still drive?"

Zhang Cong sat there and thought about it for a while, and he actually opened the driver's seat door. He said to Yan Jianghe, "Brother, I'll drive it for you."

Yan Jianghe: "..."

Let’s just say that today’s young people are no good, they have no future for fart, and they are all big pieces of waste snacks.

Yan Jianghe came home with Zhang Cong's worthless snack in his mouth. As soon as he entered the door, he was thrown at the door by this bastard, and the shoe cabinet was thrown down. .

Yan Jianghe was pitiful, he sent Yan Meitong away with his foot, and had to deal with Zhang Cong with all his heart.

In the end, the trip was decided to get married in Saipan.

When I got back from Saipan, life at home was no different from usual, as usual.

It's just that Yan Jianghe may have gone to a romantic and beautiful land, and the romantic cells in his body have been upgraded.He added a beautifully designed thin-mouth glass vase to his bedside table, and he actually started to learn how to grow flowers.

Why did Yan Jiang want to keep a red rose in it.It was placed next to Zhang Cong's English confession.

Yan Jianghe was resting at home that day, and felt that the roses in the vase were about to be replaced, so he called Zhang Cong and asked Zhang Cong to bring one back after get off work.

Zhang Cong put on the phone and asked, "Do you still want red roses? Do you want something else? I think the baby's breath in the store is also very beautiful."

Yan Jianghe: "If you don't change it, you want a red rose."

"Then red roses." Zhang Cong said, "I didn't know you liked red roses so much before."

"Yes." Yan Jianghe slapped Yan Yan Meitong with his feet, but he didn't follow the word "like". He changed the expression, although the meaning conveyed was the same, but it made people feel a little strange at first. .Zhang Cong's ears trembled inexplicably.

Yan Jianghe said honestly: "I love red roses."