Hello slag Gong, I'm cheap

Qiao Ziyi slept in Su Mingzhe's arms until noon. When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Su Mingzhe's peaceful sleeping face. Qiao Ziyi clasped Su Mingzhe's waist tightly, reluctantly watching with him.

Being able to wake up next to him every day, seeing his sleeping face every day, and hearing his even breathing every day, such a seemingly simple thing, to Qiao Ziyi, is his rebirth. meaning.

Su Mingzhe didn't dare to fall asleep because he was worried that Qiao Ziyi would have a bad stomach. Qiao Ziyi moved in his arms a little, and he woke up, but he could feel that Qiao Ziyi was staring at him all the time. The sixth sense made him feel that his cheeks were warm.

Su Mingzhe cleared his throat, pretending to be natural, and slowly opened his eyes, as expected, he saw Qiao Ziyi staring at him with bright eyes without blinking.

Seeing Su Mingzhe woke up, Qiao Ziyi approached him in surprise and called him, "Honey, you're finally awake, I'm so bored by myself."

Su Mingzhe rubbed his stomach with his hands, and asked him with concern, "Is your stomach uncomfortable? Put the quilt on for a while and you should catch a cold."

Qiao Ziyi's belly was warmed by his big hands, and he muttered, "Well, no, I'm fine."

Su Mingzhe breathed a sigh of relief, he held Qiao Ziyi tightly into his arms and asked, "Are you hungry, what do you want to eat?"

Qiao Ziyi buried her head in Su Mingzhe's shoulder, greedily inhaled the smell of Su Mingzhe's body, and said inarticulately, "Mingzhe, shall we go out to eat? You drive my car."

Su Mingzhe was stunned for a moment, "Brother Qiao, this is not good, the paparazzi will make a big fuss if they take pictures."

Qiao Ziyi pursed her lips in dissatisfaction and said, "You don't know how to dress up so that they can't recognize you! How stupid!"

Su Mingzhe stroked his back and asked, "Do you really want to go out?"

Qiao Ziyi nodded in anticipation, like a child begging for candy from an adult, he said roguely, "It's rare for you to take a day off, we have never stayed together from sunrise to sunset, please stay with me, okay?" "

From sunrise to sunset, from spring to winter, from green years to sixties.

How many times have you imagined Su Mingzhe in such a simple way?

Many times, he himself lost count.

Qiao Ziyi might really just talk, but Su Mingzhe had to admit that he was tempted, so he nodded and whispered to the dishonest Qiao Ziyi in his arms, "Okay, I will accompany you from sunrise to sunset. "

Qiao Ziyi got what he wanted, and he was so happy that he almost rolled on the bed.

Qiao Ziyi called Secretary Zhang and asked him to bring the car over, and then ordered Su Mingzhe, "Go wash and get dressed! Remember! Wrap yourself tightly!"

Su Mingzhe hugged him horizontally, jokingly said, "Let's wash together, and I'll brush your teeth for you."

Qiao Ziyi, who has always claimed to be a provocative seductress, turned red to the tips of his ears when he heard this, he pressed his face against Su Mingzhe's chest, and muttered softly, "Who wants you to brush it for me? It's not like I broke my hand. "

Su Mingzhe raised his eyebrows, put Qiao Ziyi lightly in front of the bathroom mirror, then handed him the toothbrush, and said inexplicably, "Okay then, brush yourself."

Qiao Ziyi glared at Su Mingzhe, pretending to be weak and said, "Don't brush, my back hurts, it's so painful that I'm dying."

Su Mingzhe's face immediately changed when he heard this. He quickly embraced Qiao Ziyi, lifted his pajamas and helped him rub his waist without saying a word, and said apologetically while pressing, "I'm sorry, I..."

Qiao Ziyi smiled like a little fox, "It's okay, I just don't have any strength right now."

Su Mingzhe quickly said, "Then let me brush your teeth for you, okay?"

Qiao Ziyi frowned, pretending to be reluctant, "Then...well...it's cheaper for you."

Su Mingzhe smiled helplessly, fixed Qiao Ziyi with one hand, and then carefully helped Qiao Ziyi brush his teeth.

Qiao Ziyi is like a child of a few years old, obediently letting him be at his mercy, and commanding him from time to time, brush more in the upper row on your left, and quickly make up for the lack of brushing on the other side, and the front, Su Mingzhe, you are pissing me off The gums hurt so much!

Su Mingzhe's face was covered with fine beads of sweat. He felt that Qiao Ziyi was really more difficult to deal with than a three-year-old child.

After helping Qiao three-year-old rinse his mouth, wash his face and put on his clothes, Su Mingzhe was not in the mood to play with himself anymore. He simply put a pair of sunglasses on his face, even if the disguise was complete.

Qiao Ziyi glanced at Su Mingzhe who was so perfunctory, and shook his head vigorously, "You should at least wear a mask or a peaked cap."

Su Mingzhe took out a peaked cap from the closet, "Forget about the mask. In summer, it will attract people's attention. Besides, I don't like wearing a mask. I used to not need to dress up when I went out, because no one would recognize me."

Qiao Ziyi looked at his peaked cap amusedly, reached up to him and lifted the cap and said, "I want to wear it too, and I want to wear a couple's one with you."

Su Mingzhe rummaged through the closet, found one with a similar color and style, handed it to Qiao Ziyi and said, "There are no couple models, what do you think of this one?"

Qiao Ziyi curled her lips regretfully, "Then you can put it on for me first, and you can go shopping for a couple's style behind my back later."

Su Mingzhe: ...

Isn't this self-deception!Who said wearing a couple style is a couple?

******

Secretary Zhang was already scared by Qiao Ziyi and Su Mingzhe's dog food. He drove the car over in a scrambling manner. After handing over the key to Su Mingzhe, he hurried to take the subway. Do anything unsuitable for young and old towards Su Mingzhe.

Before leaving, Qiao Ziyi threatened Secretary Zhang, "Don't tell people in the company that you met Mingzhe today, especially that kid Tang Yifeng. If he looks for Su Mingzhe, you tell him that Su Mingzhe died today and will be resurrected tomorrow." did not hear?"

Secretary Zhang wiped the sweat from his forehead, nodded with lowered eyebrows, and Qiao Ziyi let him go with satisfaction.

Listening to their conversation, Su Mingzhe couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth. He didn't know that he was so powerful. If he died today, he could be resurrected on time tomorrow, just like playing games. ?

Su Mingzhe was concentrating on driving the car. Qiao Ziyi flipped through his phone to find nearby food recommendations, and asked Qiao Ziyi while flipping through the phone, "Do you like Western food or Chinese food? Steak or steamed buns?"

Su Mingzhe glanced at Qiao Ziyi, smiled dotingly and said, "I'll eat whatever Brother Qiao likes."

Qiao Ziyi also smiled, "Let's have Chinese food, this Hong Kong-style tea house is good, follow the navigation and drive there."

Su Mingzhe: Okay, I will listen to you.

Qiao Ziyi curled her lips: She should have listened to me.

Su Mingzhe: Yes, I should listen to you.

Looking at the scenery outside the car window, Qiao Ziyi couldn't even close his mouth when he smiled. He could always feel the most ordinary but also the most precious happiness by Su Mingzhe's side. This was an experience he had never gained in his entire life in his previous life.

******

After Su Mingzhe parked the car, he ignored everyone's eyes and walked towards the restaurant with Qiao Ziyi behind his back. As soon as he reached the second floor, he saw Song Muran sitting face to face with a man eating.

Even Song Muran was wearing a big peaked cap, but Su Mingzhe could still recognize him at a glance, even if the kid turned into ashes, he could pick it out.

Because the man's back was facing Su Mingzhe, Su Mingzhe couldn't see the man's face, he walked forward with Qiao Ziyi behind his back, and said loudly, "Song, Mu, Ran, you boy..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Mingzhe saw clearly the man sitting opposite Song Muran, that man turned out to be Tang Yifeng, the Tang Yifeng he had been hiding from today!

For a moment, the expression on Su Mingzhe's face was even more exciting than the colorful splash-ink paintings hanging on the wall.

Tang Yifeng also saw Su Mingzhe came in with Qiao Ziyi on his back, but he didn't say anything, he just concentrated on eating the steamed bun with his head down, thinking in his heart, although Su Mingzhe was caught, why is it in such a ghostly situation?There is no sense of joy in my heart like this, and please don't get me wrong, Song Muran and I really just slept.

Song Muran hurriedly helped Su Mingzhe put Qiao Ziyi on the sofa chair, then moved to Tang Yifeng's side, gave the place to them, and said with a smile, "What a coincidence, Mingzhe, why are you with Qiao Dong?"

Qiao Ziyi looked at the menu gracefully and took the time to reply, "Don't you know? I'm recuperating at his home recently."

Song Muran glanced at Su Mingzhe, Su Mingzhe nodded towards him, Song Muran lip-synced to him and said, you, unexpectedly, no, tell me!

Su Mingzhe glanced at Tang Yifeng and lip-synced to him and said, You, Xiao, Zi, didn't tell me.

Tang Yifeng raised his head and glanced at the two people who were talking in the air, thinking in his heart, how naive, how old are we, and we thought that others couldn't hear us talking like this, and we were not deaf.

Su Mingzhe looked at Tang Yifeng embarrassedly, and said, "Brother Tang, I'm sorry, today I..."

Tang Yifeng said lightly, "It's okay, I've postponed your announcement tomorrow, don't do this in the future, call me in advance if you have something to do, do you know if you have to confess?"

Qiao Ziyi frowned, and said to Tang Yifeng, "Okay, let's eat your steamed buns. There's always so much nonsense. I turned off his cell phone. Tell me if you have the ability. Don't criticize Sang Huai."

When Tang Yifeng heard this, the soup in the steamed bun almost choked his nose, and he coughed violently. Seeing this, Song Muran hurried over to help him pat his back and said, "Brother Tang, eat slowly, it's not enough Let's order more."

Seeing those two people, Qiao Ziyi curled her lips, and leaned in front of Su Mingzhe, holding the menu and whispering in his ear, "Husband, what do you want to eat, or should we have some of everything?"

Seeing the menu, Su Mingzhe's ears turned red, he leaned into Qiao Ziyi's ear and whispered, "Brother Qiao, don't call me that outside, other people will hear it."

Qiao Ziyi grabbed his hand in displeasure, and squeezed it vigorously in retaliation. Su Mingzhe let out a cry of pain, which caused the two people on the opposite side to look at him in unison.

Su Mingzhe scratched his head in embarrassment, and said with a silly smile to the two people opposite, "I accidentally knocked my leg, don't worry, I'm fine."

Song Muran: We're not worried, what you just yelled was too scary, it scared us.

Su Mingzhe: ...

What kind of cronies have I made?

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