The sand sculpture attacked him and bound the male virtue system

The apartment Qi Yinian lives in is a three-bedroom apartment. Opening the door is the living room and the floor-to-ceiling windows that occupy an entire wall. There are no curtains, and the outdoor scenery can be seen in full.

Qi Yinian hung the umbrella aside and found a towel to wipe Meng Zhou's hair. Although they spent most of their time in the car and used umbrellas for the rest of the time, the space under the umbrella was limited, so Qi Yinian covered himself and put Most of Meng Zhou was exposed outside.

Meng Zhou took the towel and wiped himself like a snoring dog. During this time, a lot of raindrops splashed out. Qi Yinian watched silently, and couldn't help but feel disgusted for a long while, "You go directly to take a bath."

After speaking, he pointed Meng Zhou in the direction of the bathroom.

Meng Zhou scratched at his half-wet hair, and also felt that such a soaked look would damage his image, so he left without saying a word.

Meng Zhou went to take a shower, Qi Yinian sat on the sofa and turned on his laptop, putting it on his lap to chat with his friend He Cheng.

"Meng Zhou agreed to the marriage agreement, our plan remains unchanged." Qi Yinian typed this line and sent it out.

Soon, He Cheng's news came back.

"He agreed! Why is the plan still unchanged!"

Qi Yinian moved his hand to the keyboard, and before he could type, another message came on the other side, "Do you know how much hair I've lost in the past few weeks? Damn it, the tangled mess of data seven years ago was outrageous. Burned the ledger, right?"

Qi Yinian didn't rush to reply this time, sure enough, soon, the news came again, "If you don't tell me about 21 today, I will quit!"

Followed by a few emoticons of throwing dishes and flipping tables.

Qi Yinian rested his tail finger on the keyboard, and after a while, he felt that the other party had calmed down and could reason with him, so he started typing leisurely.

"In the beginning, I just wanted to get back the part that belonged to me. With the background of the Meng family, everything will be much easier."

"Now, the plan is halfway through. Meng's help is extra. I think I can just flip the table. Except for my piece of cake, they don't even want to eat it."

The opposite side did not speak for a long time this time.Qi Yinian's eyebrows reflected the light from the screen, he couldn't see the emotion in his eyes clearly, the bathroom door opened with a click, and Meng Zhou came out wiping his hair.

At this moment, the message notification tone also sounded at the same time, a thumbs up emoticon popped up on the screen, and a reply:

"Thank you Meng Zhou for being so silly and sweet."

Qi Yinian raised the corners of his lips, silly Baitian walked over and asked Qi Yinian, "Why are you smiling so happily?"

Qi Yinian snapped his notebook shut, raised his head, "It's nothing," turned his head suddenly after touching Meng Zhouguang's naked back and smooth arm muscles, and after a second of silence, he gritted his teeth, "Why don't you wear clothes?" The clothes came out?"

Meng Zhou: "Huh?" He tugged at the towel around his waist, "I'm wearing it."

Qi Yinian turned his head and saw that Meng Zhou had indeed covered the key parts. The large expanse of smooth skin just now had too much impact on the vision, so he turned his head immediately, but logically speaking, he didn't There should be such a big reaction, Qi Yinian lowered his head, pressed the bridge of his nose, and said for a while: "I didn't bring you a change of clothes, wait."

While wiping his hair, Meng Zhou watched Qi Yinian's series of strange words and deeds. He didn't say a word about it. After a while, Qi Yinian came out of the bedroom and threw a set of clothes to Meng Zhou, "The pajamas I bought online are a bit big. Didn't wear it."

Meng Zhou opened the pajamas, shook it in the air, and asked suspiciously: "How do you know how big it is if you haven't worn it?" He straightened his arms and took the clothes away, "Don't try it once and say you haven't worn it, right? Take it away, take it away, I am determined not to wear clothes worn by others."

Qi Yinian tore off his pajamas and threw them on the sofa, "Would you like to wear it or not."

Meng Zhou pulled him back, "Hey, where are you going?"

Qi Yinian shook off the opponent's hand, "Go take a shower."

"Oh." Meng Zhou withdrew his hand awkwardly.

The sound of water in the bathroom rang, and the glass door revealed a milky yellow light. Only a black figure could be seen through the frosted glass. His hands were opened above his head, revealing a smooth body line. Meng Zhou thought, it was shampoo.The posture of washing his hair is quite cool, Meng Zhou raised his legs.

After watching for a while, the sound of the water stopped, and Meng Zhou suddenly came back to his senses. For some reason, he was a little guilty, as if afraid of being discovered by Qi Yinian, he hurriedly searched for a book or magazine on the sofa and coffee table to read. , but nothing.

The bathroom door handle was turned, and Meng Zhou grabbed the pajama top that was thrown on the sofa just now, and put it on his head.

When Qi Yinian came out, he saw Meng Zhou stretching his long legs in the pajama pants.

"You don't wear clothes worn by other people, Young Master Meng." Qi Yinian walked over, condescendingly looking down at Meng Zhou who was lying on the sofa, a few strands of freshly washed hair hung down on his forehead, black Her hair set off her white skin, making her look alluring.

Meng Zhou's Adam's apple slid, he thought of the figure he saw on the bathroom door just now, and saw the person in front of him again. When Qi Yinian came out, unlike Meng Zhou, he only had a bath towel around him, and he had already put on his clothes. The top button of the white shirt was buttoned, and the water droplets in the hair slid down the neck to the collar.

Meng Zhou stood up from the sofa, glanced elsewhere, and asked back, "Then do you have any other clothes for me to wear? I can bear the vacuum, pajamas can only be used." He was quite aggrieved.

Qi Yinian: "...I forgot. I'll go and find out if there is one that suits you."

Meng Zhou turned around, "Is it also you who tried to grow old?"

Qi Yinian closed his eyes, and calmly said the next sentence with good self-cultivation, "It's unopened."

Meng Zhou glanced down, "It's too small to be comfortable to wear..."

Qi Yinian couldn't bear it anymore, "Then you will make it!"

Meng Zhou: "..."

Meng Zhou gave Qi Yinian a sad look: "Okay."

Qi Yinian didn't want to take another look at this silly Baitian, so he turned and left. Meng Zhou looked around and followed, "Hey, where are you going?"

Qi Yinian was impatient, "Except for my bedroom, you can enter any other room, touch things casually, find things to do by yourself, don't follow me."

Meng Zhou: "I didn't want to follow you, but..."

Qi Yinian turned around, "What's wrong?"

"I'm hungry, so I won't eat takeaway," Meng Zhou raised his hand and glanced at the time on his watch, "When are you cooking?"

Qi Yinian: "?"

Meng Zhou: "?"

The two looked at each other, and after a while, Meng Zhou said in disbelief, "You don't know how to cook, do you?"

Qi Yinian shrugged, "Is there anything incomprehensible?" He glanced at Mengzhou, "Could it be you?"

Meng Zhou took a deep breath, turned around, wiped his face with his hands, masked the pain, he, Meng Zhou, not only wants to marry young, but also marry a man who can't cook, and even eat takeaway after getting married , What's the point of getting married like this!

I heard Qi Yinian calmly say behind him: "On weekdays, the nanny comes to cook, but today it rains heavily, so I told her not to come, we will eat frozen food, dumplings and instant noodles tonight, you choose one. "

"Shui Dumplings," Meng Zhou said decisively, "I want boiled ones."

Qi Yinian gave him a strange look, "Aren't all the dumplings boiled."

Meng Zhou smiled and said nothing, he omitted an attributive - I want to eat your cooking.

Seeing Qi Yinian rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen, Mengzhou had a triumphant smile on his face. Although the dumplings were quick-frozen, cooking them by himself was the best way to defrost them. It made him feel the benefits of having a wife—he only used While lying down, someone would make soup for the hands.

However, before Mengzhou's fantasy lasted even a second, the protagonist of his fantasy poked his head out from the kitchen, "The quick-frozen dumplings are gone, only instant noodles in barrels are left. Which flavor do you want?"

Meng Zhou stepped into the kitchen and saw a row of instant noodles with different flavors stuffed in the refrigerator. Meng Zhou frowned and chose a braised one. Qi Yinian brought it to him, and he picked out a bucket of sauerkraut.

He walked to the water dispenser, tore open the package of instant noodles, unpacked the seasoning packet and poured hot water, then found a book to hold it down, then walked to the sofa and sat down to wait for the noodles to be cooked.

And Meng Zhou held his braised beef noodles the whole time to watch Qi Yinian's actions, the other party didn't pay any attention to him from the beginning to the end, until Qi Yinian opened the lid of the bucket, the smell of instant noodles wafted out, rolled up a mouthful of noodles with a fork, When he was about to eat, Meng Zhou interrupted him loudly: "Are you going to eat it yourself and leave me alone?"

Only then did Qi Yinian realize that Meng Zhou was still standing there stupidly, and he pointed in the direction of the water dispenser, "The water dispenser is over there, and there is still hot water."

Meng Zhou felt cheated, "I want to eat boiled!"

Then Qi Yinian pointed in the direction of the kitchen, "The kitchen is over there, I didn't mean to say, you can enter the room as you like, use the things as you like, if you want to cook, you can do it yourself, you're welcome."

Meng Zhou: "You won't cook for me?"

Qi Yinian glanced at him, thought for two seconds, and then softly said: "Are you without hands?"

Meng Zhou gritted his teeth, "I never go into the kitchen at home."

Qi Yinian understood, "Oh - so, you are the young master, I understand, so what do you mean...?"

Mengzhou stretched out the instant noodles, "Go and cook for me, you promised."

Qi Yinian didn't answer, but looked at Mengzhou coldly. Mengzhou was a little guilty by such eyes, and slowly withdrew the hand holding the instant noodles.

Qi Yinian lowered his eyes, "You are the young master, who is not? If you want to cook your own food, you can eat it or not." After speaking, he picked up his own noodles and entered the bedroom. A door was closed, separating the two parties. space.

Meng Zhou looked at the closed door, then looked at the cold face in his hand, anger from the bottom of his heart, evil to the guts, if it weren't for this hateful male virtue system, he Meng Zhou would definitely marry a virtuous and masculine wife , How could it fall into the current end of being closed doors and instant noodles.

Three months.

Meng Zhou clenched his fists.

There is only three months to get married by agreement, as long as he endures the next three months of getting along with Qi Yinian, then the sea will be wide and the sky will be as high as a bird can fly.