The beautiful boy is disobedient, take over!

As soon as Ling Zhi got off work and took the letter with him, he went directly to Zhong Ming's house, and saw Zhong's mother packing things in the yard, while Zhong Ming was running around the yard.When he ran to the door, he almost ran into Ling Zhigang's body.Zhong Ming stopped panting and asked, "Why are you here? Didn't I tell you not to come?"

"I'd better come and take a look." Ling Zhi just said and looked at Zhong's mother: "I heard that you are sick, I have been worried, so come and take a look."

"Actually, it's nothing. Come in quickly, come in quickly." Mother Zhong propped up her hands and said, "My hands are dirty, so I won't help you get things."

"I'll do it." Zhong Ming said and took the things in Ling Zhigang's hand. Ling Zhigang glanced at him and asked with a smile: "What are you doing?"

"Nothing, just run in the yard to exercise."

Zhong Ming entered the house with his things, and Zhong's mother said, "You go in too, let Zhong Ming accompany you, and I will finish packing these things."

But Ling Zhigang rolled up his sleeves and said, "Let me help you, just talk and tell me what to do."

Mother Zhong didn't refuse, and it seemed that she gradually regarded Ling Zhigang as her own: "I want to tidy up the yard, clear this area, and plant some vegetables in spring."

That piece of garbage is obviously a place where there are everything, wood chips, old sofas, some drink bottles and plastic bags, all frozen by snow and ice, and they need to be shoveled off bit by bit with an iron chisel.Mother Zhong smiled and said, "You still have the strength. I asked Diudiu to help. He got two blisters on his hands within 10 minutes."

Ling Zhi laughed as soon as he heard it, and said: "You have raised him in your hands since you were a child, how can you bear this hardship. If you have any work at home in the future, you can call me, and I will do it."

This sentence really touched Mother Zhong's heart. She looked at Ling Zhigang and couldn't help but think, it would be great if their family lost a girl. Look at Ling Zhigang, it's hard to find even with a lantern Such a good son-in-law, who doesn't talk about his ability, is willing to endure hardships and keeps putting on airs. Where can I find such a good man?

Zhong Ming suddenly took out a pair of gloves and handed them to Ling Zhigang. Ling Zhigang turned his head and took a look, and said, "My hands are rough, I'm fine."

"How rough is the hand that sits in the office all day. Put it on, and don't get blisters from grinding like hell."

Ling Zhi just stopped, put it on his hand with a smile, and said, "You still love me."

Zhong Ming's eyelids twitched, and he immediately said, "I'm afraid that my mother loves you. In her eyes, you are more precious than me."

"This child..." Mother Zhong smiled and knocked on him: "Go, go get your brother a cup of tea."

"No, I'm not thirsty."

Ling Zhigang took a breath as he spoke, and moved the broken sofa out: "If you want, you can wipe my sweat for me."

It was not easy to get those things out after they were frozen. Ling Zhi just sweated a little while ago, and there was a layer on his forehead. When Mother Zhong heard this, she immediately pushed Zhong Ming. Zhong Ming quickly hid and said: " Mom, you got all the mud on me, so you're in a hurry."

"Go, go and get your brother a towel, come here, get yours!"

Mother Zhong is also a wise person, and she understands that there are some boundaries between the elderly and young people. For example, every time Ling Zhigang comes here, she gives him the towels for wiping his hands, because she knows that young people like to be clean and don’t like clean clothes. Share something with the elderly.Zhong Ming's towel was as clean as his own, and it smelled delicious. Mother Zhong's hands were covered with mud, and Ling Zhigang was wearing gloves. He had no scruples in front of Mother Zhong. A low, let him wipe his sweat for him.

Zhong Ming felt guilty for no reason in front of his mother's face, and wiped a couple of them perfunctorily, and Ling Zhigang said, "Wipe on the neck too."

Zhong Ming wiped it reluctantly, and Ling Zhi just showed a very proud smile and said, "Thank you."

Zhong Ming pursed his lips, twisted his head, and said, "You're welcome."

There is not much space, but Ling Zhigang worked for more than half an hour. When everything was done, his back was soaked. It seems that this time he worked very hard.He took off his coat as soon as he entered the room. When Zhong Ming saw his shirt sticking to the back, his heart moved slightly, so he poured him a cup of tea and said, "No one is urging you. Why are you working so hard? You can't do it slowly." ?”

"Does it hurt?"

Zhong Ming turned his head to the side, showing a disdainful expression.

"Mother-in-law is watching, how dare you be lazy?" Ling Zhigang laughed in a muffled voice, wiped the sweat from his chin, and said, "Is my performance okay?"

"I don't know what you're talking about..." Zhong Ming saw that he was out of shape, and immediately straightened his face again: "After drinking tea, you should leave quickly, don't stay here for dinner."

"What if godmother keeps me?"

"Just say you have something to do. It's up to you to stay or go. My mother will listen to whatever you say."

"Don't go yet, I'm here to deliver something to you." Ling Zhi just pulled the main out of the bell, and took out an envelope from his pocket.

As soon as Zhong Ming saw the envelope, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he held back and asked, "What is it?"

"What could it be?" Ling Zhigang handed it to him, with a low voice: "This time it's not copied, it's completely original."

Zhong Ming was about to take it apart in his hand, but Ling Zhigang hurriedly pulled it back, and smiled embarrassingly twice.Zhong Ming and Niu Cha frowned loudly: "Why, you don't plan to let me see it?"

"I'll wait until I leave, or I'm afraid it will be embarrassing."

"I'm not afraid of embarrassment, I read what is said, and I'm not afraid of embarrassment to be honest."

As soon as Ling Zhi heard it, he let go of his hand and stared into Zhong Ming's eyes.

"Okay, let's see."

Zhong Ming took a look into the yard and made sure that Mother Zhong was still busy with some trivial matters in the yard, so he took out the love letter from inside.To be honest, Ling Zhigang's characters are not as upright as his characters, but they are flamboyant and domineering.Zhong Ming read it in front of Ling Zhigang, but after reading the first sentence, he let out a sneer, then looked at Ling Zhigang and repeated it: "I long to be with you at this time By your side, no desires, no distracting thoughts?"

He asked: "Are you sure this is what is in your heart, without desires, without distracting thoughts?"

Ling Zhigang said: "That's right, I don't think about going to bed 24 hours a day, there are always times when I have nothing I want."

Zhong Ming sat down on the chair, with his legs crossed, as if the teacher was correcting a student's composition. His expression was very interesting, sometimes showing disdain, sometimes a little embarrassed, sometimes frowning, asking : "What do you write in this character?"

Ling Zhigang didn't have the patience to explain to Zhong Ming the slightly scribbled and illegible fonts: "Skip over, it won't affect reading."

Ling Zhigang was waiting for Zhong Ming's overall reaction. To be honest, he didn't like this love letter from Police Officer Zheng. He thought it was too Qiong Yao, but he couldn't deny that the writing was very touching. He thought it was something that young people would like. The reason why he didn't like this love letter was an important reason why he brought it to Zhong Ming.

But Zhong Ming's expression gave him an ominous premonition, Zhong Ming slowly opened his bright lips, revealing the white teeth inside: "I long to hold your shoulders tightly with... my warm hands... Deeply, forcefully?" There was a strange flush on his face, and he didn't know what he remembered, he took a breath, and continued to read: "...I long to use it when you close your eyes. My loving lips have kissed your cheek lightly, and I am eager to give you a thick and strong shoulder so that your tired head can rest peacefully and fully. Just like this, leaning on each other, just like this, I will let you rely on it. I just want to lean on you like this, hug you quietly, please let me hug you quietly, I don’t need to say anything, I just want to hug you. Use my body to tell your body quietly..." Zhong Ming threw the love letter into his arms: "Use your body to tell my body??! Write something without forgetting to play hooligans!"

Who knew that as soon as he finished saying this, Zhong's mother came in, saw the two of them sitting in the living room, and said, "Why are you sitting there without turning on the air conditioner?"

"He doesn't need to turn on the air conditioner. He is hot and needs to calm down."

Ling Zhigang also said: "Don't worry about me, I'm not cold."

Mother Zhong went to the kitchen to wash her hands, and Ling Zhigang immediately forced her up and said, "What do you mean?"

"What did you write? I don't believe you wrote it. You even pulled your face and said that you wrote it yourself. Is it disgusting?"

Ling Zhigang insisted: "I wrote it word by word."

"I accept it." Zhong Ming took the letter and stuffed it into his trouser pocket: "Is this the way to go?"

His perfunctory attitude made Ling Zhigang very unhappy, but he felt a little guilty, and said, "Why can't I write it? Don't tell me I'm a rough person in your eyes, and I can't write such tender things? "

"Do you want to know whether this love letter is good or bad?" Zhong Ming asked suddenly.

Just as Ling Zhi was stunned for a moment, Zhong Ming said, "We can show it to my mother and see what my mother thinks."

"you dare!"

Zhong Ming just laughed, shrugged his shoulders and said: "It seems that you are not without self-knowledge. In fact, you don't need to fix these things. This is not your style. I will only feel nondescript when I see it. Although I don't know how you do it. I'm particularly concerned... But I still have a suggestion, in fact, I think a man is most attractive when he is confident, and he must be real. Who doesn't know who you are pretending to be in front of me?"

"I'm not fucking trying to please you, I'm a bitch doing this??!"

Even writing two love letters did not get the expected response, Ling Zhigang turned his head away angrily, and Zhong's mother chased him out, saying: "Why are you leaving now, why don't you stay for dinner?"

Zhong Ming snorted, feeling that Ling Zhigang was very naive, playing childish temper, and didn't bother to talk to him.Mother Zhong looked at him and asked, "How did you go?"

"He has something to do, so he can leave as soon as he wants, and I can't control him."

"Then you go and deliver..."

Zhong Ming thought for a while, then suddenly chased after Ling Zhigang, and when he was about to catch up with Ling Zhigang, he suddenly speeded up, and finally grabbed him when Ling Zhigang opened the car door, and said, "Okay, I don't understand the style, Don't be angry...Didn't I put away your two love letters?"

Ling Zhigang looked back at him, pulled him into the car, held his face and kissed him, and said while kissing: "I'm like this, isn't it all because of you, do you have a conscience? Tell the dog to eat it?"

There was anger in his tone, and even a little aggrieved.

Ling Zhi just fell in love with him and became a big boy who was not sensible and caring.Zhong Ming is more mature than before, and his heart is harder and colder.Ling Zhigang was unwilling and sad.