beauty should be like this

Because he rarely accepted his father's favor, Wen Qianyu did not experience a life of great wealth and wealth in his youth. This is the biggest difference between his life and Zuo Yu's life.

So after visiting the prison and returning to the rental house covered in cold wind and exhaustion, the little beauty's already hard-to-calm emotions started to stir again.

In all fairness, the apartment Zuo Yu lives in now is not difficult for ordinary young people, but it is far from what he used to be.

Wen Qianyu stood in the living room, picked up the sweater that was thrown on the coffee table, and sighed: "You might as well go to your grandfather's place...Can you sell the house in Paris and buy back the previous one?"

"I'm not with them, they'll bother me to death, don't be fooled, go take a shower, and go to bed early." Zuo Yu snatched the clothes that he didn't come and packed before he went out: "I'll clean up clean."

"Okay." Wen Qianyu was already dizzy, so she didn't refuse, took off her coat, took out her laundry and went into the small bathroom.

Who knew that after rushing, what awaited him was a cold bedroom.

Wen Qianyu pushed back her wet hair, and said in surprise, "Why is there no heating?"

Zuo Yu had just spread out the quilt, straightened up and apologized: "This apartment was originally built for foreign athletes in the summer. There is no plumbing, and it is waiting for the spring to be remodeled. I rented it in a hurry and didn't ask the agent about it... The air conditioner last week It’s broken, I’ll find someone to fix it tomorrow, or we’ll go to the hotel, don’t catch a cold.”

"Why don't you take good care of yourself?" Wen Qianyu put down the hair dryer and took out the hand warmer in the suitcase to charge: "It's okay, you can go wash it too."

"I've been very busy recently... I'll call the air-conditioning maintenance guy tomorrow morning." Zuo Yu promised.

Wen Qianyu smiled and pushed him: "Go take a shower, why is it like doing something wrong?"

Zuo Yu hugged his thin body: "If you had told me in advance that you were coming back, I could have pretended to be a little more reliable, and now I'm worrying you."

Wen Qianyu didn't speak, just kissed him lightly on the face: "You know I'll be worried, so don't make yourself do it at any time!"

-

Although the cold winter night in Beijing is cruel, hiding under the eiderdown quilt is not so unbearable.

After packing up, the two finally lay down quietly. Wen Qianyu put the hand warmer between each other, closed his eyes and said, "Go to sleep."

Zuo Yu was curious: "What is this, isn't it for girls to warm their stomachs?"

As he spoke, he stuffed it cheaply into Wen Qianyu's pajamas.

The thin-skinned and tender Wen Qianyu immediately trembled, and said angrily, "It's scalded!"

"Really, let me see." Zuo Yu couldn't help looking at him and smiling.

"Don't make trouble, I'm out of my mind now..." Wen Qianyu didn't close his eyes at all on the plane. The last time he slept was more than 20 hours ago. No matter how young he is, he can't match the limit that his body can bear .

"I know, I just feel happy." Zuo Yu reached out and hugged him tightly: "Isn't it cold?"

Wen Qianyu didn't answer, and she didn't know if she fell asleep instantly, her breathing became extremely shallow.

Zuo Yu sniggered happily in the dark, but was a little overexcited.

In fact, which Wen Qianyu didn't think that he would like him so much?

Even Zuo Yu himself couldn't imagine that when he was about to turn 30, he would love someone so deeply that he was willing to arrange everything for his life accordingly.

There is no need for life and death, and there is no such thing as a thousand turns.

The most suitable partner may be the most certain fate in karma.

Just like a flower blooming on the tip of a branch ignorantly, it quietly turns into dust and melts into the deep-rooted soil.

-

This reunion sleep, really sleep until dark.

When the little beauty recovered her strength and sat up from the bed rubbing her eyes, her mind was already full of only three questions about life.

He was facing the wall of the bedroom, and it took several seconds for him to realize where he was, but what was strange was that the bedroom had already warmed up unknowingly.

"Hey, I think you should be almost there. You really have a good heart." Zuo Yu suddenly poked his head in and said with a smile, "Are you hungry? Wash up and eat."

Wen Qianyu nodded, showing his dimples: "It's not cold anymore."

"I complained to the landlord in the morning, and he brought it to me. He is a good man." Zuo Yu pointed to the hot electric heater next to the bed: "There are so many weird things in this world."

"Have you finally realized the suffering in the world?" Wen Qianyu teased him.

"I've always understood, okay?" Zuo Yu snorted, "I bought ingredients for hot pot, I'll go wash the vegetables."

Wen Qianyu was sitting there smiling, feeling that the most ordinary holiday time in front of her was so happy that it could be called perfect.

-

I have to admit that people who love beauty are very good at decorating their lives.

Having had enough rest, Qianqian dug out the fabrics and other things she had left behind in the storage room, and helped Zuo Yu, who was so-so, make some pillows and tablecloths with British style, and laid out a thin carpet that had never been used before. Warm up the cold living room.

He seemed to be working harder and harder, and then he went to the wardrobe to iron and tidy up, not at all like returning home for vacation.

"Don't mess around, I can do it myself." Zuo Yu couldn't help making trouble beside him.

"What do you know, you can be sloppy with yourself, you are a big boss." Wen Qianyu rolled her eyes while tidying up her sweater carefully: "When you go out, you look like a dog, but at home, the mess is even more messy than the battlefield."

Zuo Yu looked sideways at him.

Wen Qianyu was vigilant: "What are you looking at me for?"

Zuo Yu smiled: "I really miss you nagging by my side."

"Don't talk nicely, I admire you very much." Wen Qianyu puffed up her cheeks and said, "It's all my fault for being so stupid. I didn't realize for so long that you never had a video with me at home."

"I was obviously not angry yesterday." Zuo Yu couldn't help poking his face: "We used to agree to always be honest with each other, but I found it getting harder and harder to do this, because honesty is useless Ah, I want you to be happy and carefree most of all."

"I understand you. It's like I don't want to complain to you about my grievances." Wen Qianyu blinked her big eyes and said seriously: "But that being said, you still can't lie to me!"

"What wronged you?" Zuo Yu asked.

Wen Qianyu put down the sweater in his hand: "Don't change the subject!"

Zuo Yu argued: "You just changed the subject!"

"What..." Wen Qianyu couldn't say another word, and he kissed his lips. The small room was filled with the breath of love, and it became extremely beautiful in an instant.

Zuo Yu hugged him, pushed him to sit in front of the bed, first looked deeply at the corners of the little beauty's eyes, and then continued the sweet kiss just now.

Just as the two of them were having sex and were about to lose control, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Wen Qianyu was frightened, blushing and stammering: "Yes, are there any guests?"

"How is that possible? It's probably the landlord." Zuo Yu had no choice but to adjust his clothes and ran to open the door.

Wen Qianyu pricked up her ears to eavesdrop, and when she heard him call "Mom," she was so shocked that she immediately followed him obediently.

"Why did you tidy up so clean today?" Yang Rong came in with big bags and small bags, along with a birdcage containing parrots: "I'm afraid you didn't prepare any New Year's goods, I have them all ready-made, and this ancestor, you two hurry up Raise it."

Seeing the crowd, the little parrot jumped up, opened its small mouth and shouted: "Qianqian! Qianqian!"

Wen Qianyu immediately became more disturbed, and secretly glared at Zuo Yu, wondering how he had the nerve to put such a shameful guy with the old man.

The author has something to say: Happy New Year, thank you for spending another year with me

I will still write silently, live hard, and live the life I want to live the most