Internet celebrity boyfriend from heaven

"Boyfriend, wake up." Zhong Yiran lay half on the side of the bed, calling Xu Ze who was still asleep, "Auntie cooked breakfast, get up quickly."

Although Xu Ze was still in a daze, he laughed when he heard his voice, curled his lips and pulled him directly into his body: "Good morning, boyfriend."

After saying "Good morning", Xu Ze hugged the man and kissed him lingeringly for a few minutes before letting go: "What did you cook for breakfast?"

"Soup... glutinous rice balls." Zhong Yiran stammered the answer, propped his hands on the bed, wanted to stand up, but couldn't compete with the opponent's strength.

"Well, sleep with me for a few more minutes. I didn't go to sleep until three o'clock yesterday when I wrote." Xu Ze's bad habit of cultivating immortals every day and bursting into liver every night still can't be changed.

Zhong Yiran was worried, but reluctant to let go, he was dragged into bed by him and leaned against him, stroking the stubble on his chin, thinking in his heart: You deserve to be young, with strong hormones and good development.

"Prick someone?" Xu Ze grabbed his hand and kissed him a few times.

"No piercing." Zhong Yiran shook his head, "Very handsome."

Xu Ze smiled softly, wrapped his legs around Zhong Yiran and hugged Zhong Yiran tightly: "What should I do? Big brother is full of energy."

The originally gentle atmosphere suddenly dissipated a lot, and it became tainted with a pornographic atmosphere, Zhong Yiran didn't know where to move his hands and feet: "This is... a normal phenomenon."

The man's morning erection proves that he is in good health, but why does Xu Ze feel weird when he says a few words?

Xu Ze laughed for a while, as if he was extremely happy: "Just let me hug you for a while."

"En..." Zhong Yiran responded, and obediently let him hold her.

In less than 10 minutes, the sound of steady breathing came from the people around him again, apparently falling asleep.

Zhong Yiran raised his eyes slightly, stared at him boldly, it took a long time before he slowly approached him, kissed him secretly, and then curled up in Xu Ze's arms with a smile as if he had eaten honey.

The door was pushed open with a "click", and Zhong Yiran sat up straight in fright, looking at Song Qiaoyun who pushed the door with some embarrassment: "Aunt... that... he is too sleepy, why don't you let him sleep again?" for a while?"

Song Qiaoyun sternly said, "Don't let him!"

Zhong Yiran didn't dare to say anything immediately, and watched Song Qiaoyun walk in with a feather duster from outside. Before the duster could hit Xu Ze, he sat up.

"Mom! You're so scared!" Xu Ze looked at his mother with displeasure.

Zhong Yiran pulled Xu Ze and kept shaking his head, expressing that he was fine.

Xu Ze kissed him, then turned to Song Qiaoyun and said, "Okay, I'm getting up."

"How old are you, still lying in bed!" Song Qiaoyun held up the feather duster, as if he was angry, and said with a smile, "Of course, come out and eat glutinous rice balls."

"Okay, thank you, auntie." Zhong Yiran obediently obediently responded, and looked at Xu Ze again.

Xu Ze patted his butt: "Go, I'll wash my face and brush my teeth."

"En." Zhong Yiran jumped off the bed after being touched on the bottom, "Hurry up..."

"Understood." Xu Ze squeezed his palm, "Eat more."

After Zhong Yiran followed Song Qiaoyun out, Song Qiaoyun asked him, "Did Xu Ze trouble you in bed last night?"

"No..." Zhong Yiran shook his head, answering very honestly.

If it is said that sleeping is irregular, he is the one who is irregular, but Xu Ze hugged him well.

Song Qiaoyun smacked her lips: "Then what did you two do?"

Zhong Yiran was stunned for a moment, and when he realized what she was talking about, his face was completely red: "It's not... Auntie, we just fell in love..."

"Oh, don't young people stamp first before Plato?"

"...No, the two of us are seriously in a relationship." After Zhong Yiran argued in a low voice, he secretly glanced at Song Qiaoyun, and found that the other party was smiling and not angry, so he was relieved.

Stepping into the living room, the layout of the courtyard house is different from other houses. The rooms and living room are separated, surrounding a large courtyard in the middle. The place is not only spacious, but also very grand at first glance.

There are two evergreen plants at the entrance of the living room. The green leaves show its vitality. On the wall of the living room is a picture of eight steeds, which seems to be embroidered, very majestic.

"Are you up? Hurry up and eat glutinous rice balls, they are all hot." Xu Hongguang was particularly energetic in a black and gold Tang suit.

Zhong Yiran came here in a hurry yesterday, so he didn't observe carefully. At this moment, he always felt that Xu Hongguang looked familiar, and even Xu Ze's mother, Song Qiaoyun, was familiar too, but he couldn't remember where he saw him.

When Xu Ze arrived at the living room, Zhong Yiran and the three of them were already eating glutinous rice balls lively.

"Is it delicious?" Xu Ze approached Zhong Yiran and asked.

Zhong Yiran couldn't stop nodding: "It's delicious, my aunt made it herself, it's much better than those internet celebrities outside!"

Song Qiaoyun's eyes narrowed after being praised, Xu Ze couldn't help but said: "Look at your boast, if you continue to praise me, don't go to my mother's rehearsal in the afternoon."

"That's not going to work. I still have to go." Song Qiaoyun mentioned work, and immediately put on a serious look.

"What rehearsal?" Zhong Yiran asked curiously.

"Our city TV station's New Year's Day gala." Xu Ze explained, "Our city's TV station's Spring Festival Gala has always been set on the first night of the new year. My mother and the others are going to rehearse in the afternoon, and you can see them on TV at night. "

Song Qiaoyun looked at Zhong Yiran with a smile: "Of course, let's go out with Xu Ze in the afternoon? We still have a lot of fun in Qiongming City."

Zhong Yiran didn't answer Song Qiaoyun's words, but looked carefully at the appearance of Song Qiaoyun and Xu Hongguang several times, and suddenly remembered where he had seen them before, and exclaimed: "Teacher Song and Teacher Xu? I didn’t even recognize it, I really like Teacher Xu’s stage play! And Teacher Song’s song is really nice!”

Xu Ze was amused by his appearance: "I forgot to tell you my parents' names, don't praise them like that, you'll be proud again."

"I'm not exaggerating, I'm telling the truth!" Zhong Yiran argued excitedly.

"Okay, okay." Xu Ze smiled, "Why don't they both sign for you?"

"Can you?" Zhong Yiran was a little embarrassed.

"Fool." Xu Ze couldn't hold back, and lightly patted Zhong Yiran's forehead, "I'll be your parents from now on, why do you still expect such a few autographs?"

Song Qiaoyun refused, and asked Xu Hongguang to bring a blank sheet of paper: "We also have fans, okay?"

The two boldly signed their names on the paper, and Song Qiaoyun put the paper in Zhong Yiran's arms very seriously: "Here, sign."

"Thank you Mr. Song and Mr. Xu." Zhong Yiran smiled and put away the piece of paper, "I will find a frame to frame it."

Xu Ze glanced helplessly at his parents, and the three of them laughed at the same time.

Before ten o'clock in the morning, there was a knock on the door of Xu's house. Xu Ze, who had nothing else to do, opened the door. Outside was Song Qiaotian in a dark gray coat.

"Happy New Year, Uncle." Xu Ze greeted.

Song Qiaotian took out a red envelope from his arms: "Your red envelope."

Xu Ze was flattered, the memory of receiving red envelopes was a long time ago for him: "Thank you uncle."

Patting Xu Ze on the shoulder, Song Qiaotian was very relieved. His sister had been brooding over the failure of another child's education, and now that Xu Ze was here, it really made up for all the regrets.

"Hurry up, bring Zhong Yiran home, I can make you a bigger bag." Song Qiaotian walked towards the living room while talking.

Xu Ze followed behind him, wanting to say "Actually, the man has been brought back", but Song Qiaotian will see it with his own eyes later, so let's forget it.

Xu Hongguang, who was playing Go alone, saw Song Qiaotian coming, and immediately stood up to greet him: "Where's Huihui?"

"Huihui went to mom's place." Song Qiaotian's wife, also Xu Ze's aunt, was called Ni Hui.

"Didn't I come with you? It's a pity, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Aren't you happy to see me?" Song Qiaotian smiled and sat on the other side of the chessboard, "Come on, next game, I'll go to mom's place in the evening, just to have lunch here, not to eat more rice from your house."

Xu Hongguang knew that the other party was joking, so he smiled heartily and started playing chess with Song Qiaotian.

Xu Ze was bored. In order to go to bed early at night, he went back to his room to write. He didn't go to the kitchen until almost eleven o'clock at noon.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Xu Ze looked at a table of dishes that were almost finished, and then looked at Zhong Yiran wearing a pink piggy page apron, feeling inexplicably cute, "Are you tired?"

"Fortunately, Auntie is basically cooking." Zhong Yiran said, pushing some of the dishes in front of Xu Ze, "These are cold dishes, let's go to the living room first."

"Okay, uncle is here, he will probably be startled when he sees you later." Xu Ze leaned close to Zhong Yiran's ear, said this before carrying out the dishes.

Facts have proved that when Zhong Yiran appeared, Song Qiao was really frightened. He looked at Xu Ze in shock, then at Zhong Yiran, and couldn't help saying, "Oh, why did Yiran come here?"

"It doesn't matter how he came here, have you prepared the red envelope, uncle?" Xu Ze propped his hands on the table, with the appearance that he wanted to ask for a red envelope for Zhong Yiran.

Song Qiaotian recalled what he said just now when he entered the door, took the initiative to admit defeat, took out a thick stack of red notes from his wallet, asked Song Qiaoyun for a red envelope temporarily, and put the stack of wallets in.

"Come! New Year's red envelope!"

Zhong Yiran picked it up in trepidation: "Happy New Year, Song and Dong."

"What is Song Dong? Uncle!"

In the whole room, because of Song Qiaotian's words, there were bursts of continuous laughter. The person involved, Zhong Yiran, blushed completely and looked at Xu Ze helplessly.

Xu Ze pulled him over, squeezed his palm, and comforted him, "You can call him whatever you want."

Zhong Yiran took a deep look at him, lowered his head and said nothing.In fact, after Song Qiaotian asked to "call him uncle", he really wanted to, but he still didn't dare.Everyone in the Xu family was very kind to him, and gave him the warmth he hadn't enjoyed for a long time, and even let him spend such an unforgettable Spring Festival...

"Of course." Xu Ze suddenly said, interrupting Zhong Yiran's wild thoughts.

Zhong Yiran looked up at him in confusion, not understanding what he wanted to say.

"Stretch out your hand." Xu Ze looked at him with a smile.

"Ah?" Not knowing what the other party wanted to do, Zhong Yiran hesitated and stretched out his hand.

Xu Ze took out a ring from his pocket and put it on Zhong Yiran's hand: "Although it is not a ring for marriage proposal, it is a symbol of the Xu family. As long as you wear this, you are a member of the Xu family."

"Such a precious thing..." Zhong Yiran anxiously wanted to take it off, since it was a symbol of the Xu family, wouldn't it be similar to a family heirloom?

"Custom-made, one for each generation in our family." Xu Ze looked at him and said with a smile, "Actually, I didn't expect to have one at home. It was given to me by my mother this morning. She said it belonged to you. I also think it belongs to you."

"I……"

"I think it was probably left to my daughter-in-law by my mother." Xu Ze said with a smile.

What Zhong Yiran wanted to say was stuck in his throat, and he lowered his head for a long time, whispering: "Then... I accept it."

The author has something to say: Hey, little daughter-in-law (＾＾▽＾＊)

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