The good substitute is actually a group pet

?? In the bedroom.

??He Pingsui, who was rejected the invitation to share a bath, sat on the sofa in front of the window, propping his chin and lost in thought.

?? The door of the bathroom was not closed tightly, and most of it was still open.The sound of the water is not very real, but it is more intriguing.

??He Pingsui's eyes fell on the faint figure behind the frosted glass.

??new clothes

??He Pingsui's movements suddenly stopped.

??If it's new clothes... He is the young master of the Meng family after all. The clothes that will be shipped are at least custom-made, so why don't you hang up the clothes? Instead, stuff them in a small one It's in the drawer.

??He Pingsui woke up from his boyfriend's half-coquettish, half-coaxing explanation 10 minutes ago, and caught the missing point.

?? The owner of this suite squinted his eyes, stood up, and was about to go to the cloakroom.

?? A pipa sound suddenly sounded.

??The ringtone is still the song he used for five years, but it is different from the previous one.?Now the ringtone has less noise, clear and pure.

?? It was re-recorded by Meng Tinghe.

??He Pingsui thought of that day, and a smile involuntarily appeared in his eyes.

??——they were not together at that time.

??Speaking of which, I would also like to thank the person who called him that day. The time and atmosphere were just right. I pushed him to talk about this matter.

??The next day,? He received the recording from Meng Tinghe.

??Even according to what my boyfriend said later after he dropped his vest, ?he was choked with arrogance in those few days.

?? Obviously not the closest relationship, and even angry because of him, ? but still chose to re-record him.

?? A corner of He Pingsui's heart collapsed uncontrollably when he thought of the phrase "I hope I can bring you better peace" following the audio.

?? Such a good person, he was abducted home.

?? With a smile on his lips, Mr. He ended his memories and picked up his personal mobile phone on the table.

?? Caller ID,? He Bairan.

??He Pingsui's smile faded a little, and he picked up the phone casually: "Dad,? You haven't slept yet."

??He Pingsui is a man who is naturally sarcastic in his speech, and when he doesn't hide it, he can make people's hearts angry with a single sentence.

?? Just like now.It's obviously a very normal question, but it's a kind greeting from a loving father and a filial son when placed on an ordinary father and son.

?? But when he said it in He Pingsui's tone and intonation, it felt like he deserved a beating.

?? Rao is He Bairan who is very familiar with his son's virtues, and it is also a stalk in his heart.

??He Bairan was silent for a moment: "Next month will be Qingming Festival. I think this year's sacrifice..."

?? If not, don’t do it.”

?? At the end, Yun Dian was so thin that only his bones remained.This always gentle and sentimental woman was lying on the hospital bed, showing a rare bright smile, holding her son's hand and speaking softly.

?? "If there is a next life, I don't want to meet him again."

?? The dead leaves outside the window fell together with her voice.

??He Pingsui would rather she not laugh.

?? "..."

??He Bairan didn't say a word, and just before He Pingsui's patience ran out, he changed the topic: "Then let's not talk about it. Did your nephew make you angry?"

?? The sound of water in the bathroom gradually decreased, and then stopped completely.The figure behind the frosted glass bent down and pulled on his clothes neatly.

??He Pingsui sank lazily on the sofa, and answered his father's question in a not-so-good tone: "He has a bad attitude towards your daughter-in-law, and he still has some thoughts that shouldn't be there. I can't be angry?"

?? After returning from the auction, Meng Tinghe repeated some of He Mingkun's trash talk at his request.

??Hearing this, Mr. He wished to put a sack on his stupid nephew and beat him up again.

??It's a pity that Meng Tinghe stopped his idea that didn't quite fit the status of the overlord, and suggested him to use other non-violent but equally effective methods.

??So He Pingsui mentioned a few words to his sister-in-law, cut off He Mingkun's living expenses and pocket money, and cleaned up his small company.

?? A little out of breath.

??The glass door was pushed open, and the heat inside overflowed.Meng Tinghe walked towards the window with his bare feet, carrying a towel in his hands with the steam in his hands.

?? On the other end of the phone, He Bairan choked for a while, and said in a deep voice, "I will warn him."

??He Pingsui hummed: "I hope you will remember tomorrow, hang up."

??He hung up the phone, stopped the person who was walking by and put it on his lap: "Why don't you wear shoes?"

??Meng Tinghe opened the distance between his upper body and him, carelessly brushed his wet hair, and there was a hint of willfulness in his concise and concise words: "Hot."

?? "..." He Pingsui didn't speak, and hugged the boyfriend who had distanced himself from him, while silently writing down the to-do list in his heart.

??The previous style of his suite was simple and cold. Although it was redecorated later, it was obviously still a bit wrong.

?? He should have carpeted the floor, well, the wool carpet that the developer said last time is pretty good.

??Meng Tinghe didn't know He Pingsui's idea of ​​burning money.The distance he had just opened shrunk to zero again, so he had no choice but to remind in a low voice: "My hair is not dry yet."

?? He was unmoved, even pressed his shoulders, and buried him directly in the crest of his neck: "Let me inhale for a while."

?? Suck on your boyfriend just out of the shower and recharge.

??Meng Tinghe: "?"

??…

?? Out of concern for her boyfriend, although Meng Tinghe sensed that something was wrong with him, he didn't ask at this time, but let him smoke for 10 minutes.

??Like a cat that gets sucked up on all fours in a cat-sucking video.

?? When He Pingsui finally got up and went into the bathroom, Meng Tinghe, whose eyes were lifeless, lay down on the sofa and called Qin Yanxun back.

"Cub, why didn't you pick up just now?" Qin

?? Yan Xun was worried about their band's mascot, "You live alone now? Be careful."

?? There was loud laughter and clinking of glasses from his side, and it quickly quieted down.

??Meng Tinghe looked up and stared at the lines on the curtains, his tone was a little sucked: "I was taking a shower just now. So what, Brother Yanxun, I don't live alone."

??He has a boyfriend.

??Qin Yanxun was silent for a moment: "...Okay, then pay attention to safety."

??Meng Tinghe's custom-made gizmo appeared in front of his eyes at the right time, and he fell into a moment of silence: "Understood."

??Qin Yanxun: "..." Why are you silent, baby, I always feel like I'm planning something unsafe.

?? After being relatively silent for a while, Meng Tinghe changed into a comfortable posture and said, "Today's tour is all over?"

?? "Yeah, it's over tonight, and I'm eating a buffet now, and this group of people is clamoring to arrest you."

??Meng Tinghe laughed: "No, you will feed me like a pig every time we have dinner."

?? I don't know if this is a tradition of Yuezhao Lihua.

??Meng Tinghe was only 15 years old when he joined the orchestra. His face hadn't grown, and his height hadn't grown. He was just thin and small.Every time the group of people in the orchestra saw him, they couldn't help surrounding him and feeding him.

?? During the dinner party, he crazily filled up his dishes, wishing to move all the pots in front of him.

??Even though he is now an adult and has a full 1.8 meters tall, the habits of this group of people have not changed.

??Qin Yanxun flicked the cigarette in his hand, and laughed and cursed: "Little heartless, this is our heavy love. Seriously, this year marks the eighth anniversary of the band's founding, and there will be a special performance in June, boy, Brother Qin now sincerely invites you to perform on the same stage with us."

?? It's the eighth anniversary.

??Meng Tinghe pondered for a moment.

?? "And your birthday is around that time, so let's celebrate it for you." Qin Yanxun patiently followed the persuasion, "You promised me before that you would come back to perform."

?? The sound of the water in the bathroom continued at the same tune. It should be that Mr. He was probing without a trace.

??Meng Tinghe glanced at the bathroom door, unconsciously scratched the sofa with his fingers, closed his eyes and said, "Okay."

??…

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??In the next few days, Meng Tinghe was busy regularly and fulfillingly.

??His game team has basically been formed, and he began to gradually experience the ultimate joy of leaving the shopkeeper behind.The research progress of the joint project is gratifying, and all the researchers are very motivated every day, wishing they could spend 24 hours a day in the laboratory.

??The only thing that didn't go so smoothly was Meng Tinghe's great career of cooking.

?? That day he followed Liu Wenzheng's suggestion and tried cooking rice, which was simpler than fried eggs, and he got a pot of something that looked like a paste.

??This incident once again hit his enthusiasm deeply. In his opinion, the introductory cooking tutorial he bought has become a buried tutorial.

?? After more than ten days, it barely changed from poisonous to non-toxic and edible.

?? It cannot be said that the progress is not smooth, it is simply no progress.

??Liu Wenzheng watched helplessly as his big brother, who was not in touch with the sun, was persistently trying to improve his cooking skills, and felt sour in his heart. While silently yelling at that unscrupulous search software, he comforted Meng Tinghe with all his heart: "What are you talking about there?" To grab a man's heart, you must first grab a man's stomach, but you have already caught his heart. Brother, don't bother."

??Meng Tinghe's tone was innocent: "It's not something careless, I just want to do it for him."

??Liu Wenzheng: "..." Ah, goodbye, he is going on a long voyage tonight.

??…

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??Meng Tinghe planned very well. His boyfriend's birthday happened to be on Sunday, so the day was clearly arranged.

??Unfortunately, things backfired. He Pingsui originally planned to have a job on Thursday and Friday, but due to some force majeure, it was pushed to Saturday.

??Excellent, let's go to Yanshi.

??Meng Tinghe was bathed in the sunlight at [-] o'clock in the morning, and he was a little autistic.

??He Pingsui went out at seven o'clock in the morning. Before leaving the house, he didn't dare to wake him up. He kissed him secretly for a long time, and whispered: "I will try my best to be back tomorrow."

??The sound of annoyance and regret is mixed with a trace of expectation for the birthday.

??After He Pingsui went out, Meng Tinghe quit pretending to sleep, opened his eyes, got up and went to the balcony to bask in the sun and meditate.

?? It is said that the meeting lasted for two consecutive days, and it was completely concluded on Sunday afternoon.

??His boyfriend's birthday, no matter what, he couldn't keep him busy with work for two days.

??Meng Tinghe stared at the giant billboard on the building in the distance for a while, then lowered his head to book the ticket.

??The author has something to say: Unknowing Mr. He's heart: Working on weekends is really annoying, and working on birthdays is even more annoying. I want to stay with my boyfriend, but I don't want to let him run back and forth.Alas, Boss is so tired.

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??Thanks magnolia, wood wind Xiaoxiao for the nutrient solution!pooh

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??There were a lot of guests yesterday. The mighty pigeon was surrounded by four or five human cubs. It was almost twelve o'clock.

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