The sand sculpture attacked him and bound the male virtue system

Twelve o'clock just past Meng Zhou's birthday, like Cinderella losing the magic of her fairy godmother, Meng Zhou suddenly lost the favor of his wife.

Meng Zhou, who was kicked off the bed, looked puzzled, "Honey, what's the matter, what's wrong with me?"

Qi Yinian took the mobile phone from the bedside table, lay down on the bed, paused, took Meng Zhou's pillow and put it under his waist, "There is nothing wrong with you."

Meng Zhou climbed onto the edge of the bed tentatively with one hand, "Then I will continue to do it—"

Before he finished speaking, Qi Yinian suppressed him, "I want to talk to you about poetry and life tonight."

Meng Zhou was stunned, "What poetry and life are we talking about at this time?"

"Spring night is short," Meng Zhou said sincerely, and rarely used an idiom, "We should hurry up."

Qi Yinian ignored Meng Zhou, and lowered his head to operate on the phone. The light from the screen reflected on his face, his expression was cold and murderous.

"I saw it when I came back yesterday," Qi Yinian raised his head from his phone and showed Meng Zhou the Moments interface on his phone. He smiled, but Meng Zhou was more scared than not smiling, "I want to give You had a birthday where you didn’t get beaten, so you delayed talking until today.”

Qi Yinian looked up at the clock on the wall, the hour hand on the dial had passed twelve o'clock, "Now, let's settle accounts after autumn."

Meng Zhou: "..."

Meng Zhou tried to hug his wife's waist, "I don't want..." but Qi Yinian dodged it.

Qi Yinian slid his finger, "Let's go backwards, and watch this one first, "I Have a Wife"."

Meng Zhou knelt by the bed, observed his wife's expression carefully, and said in a low voice, "I think my writing is pretty good."

Qi Yinian curled his lips, noncommittal, and began to read the first sentence without emotion, "From tomorrow on, I will be a happy person, earn money, work, and raise a wife."

After reading, Qi Yinian commented, "It's pretty good."

Meng Zhou nodded in agreement, "Yes."

Qi Yinian ignored him, and continued to read, "From tomorrow on, care about and love my wife. I have a wife who looks good and is a celestial being."

After Qi Yinian finished reading, he smiled without a smile on his face, "Praise me?"

Meng Zhou disagreed with Qi Yinian's statement, he said, "You are."

Qi Yinian was stunned for a second when he heard it, and couldn't help laughing when he saw Meng Zhou's serious look, and he had to hold back his expression, which was a test of his acting skills.

There is nothing exciting in the middle part, Qi Yinian skipped it, and continued from the back, "Give my wife and my sweetheart an affectionate nickname," Qi Yinian paused after reading this, then turned to ask Meng Zhou, "Where's your nickname? You either call me Wife, or Nian Nian, and the latter is often called first by my fans."

Meng Zhou was heartbroken by Qi Yinian's words. He was already a fan of Qi Yinian, but now his wife personally picked him out.

His wife is just a fan of him.

Meng Zhou was outraged, he wanted to call Qi Yinian's fans by different nicknames.

Meng Zhou blurted out, "Then I'll call you Yiyi."

Qi Yinian who was drinking water: "?"

Qi Yinian choked on the water and coughed hard several times before he recovered.

He put down the water glass expressionlessly, "You should follow my fans and call me Niannian."

Meng Zhou was still not happy at this time, "Why should I call you the same name as your fans? You are my real wife, don't I deserve different treatment!"

Qi Yinian glanced at him indifferently, "That's what I said just now, the folded name of my second word, what's your name?"

Meng Zhou: "..."

Meng Zhou wilted first.

Meng Zhou reached out to touch Qi Yinian, but couldn't help but coquettishly said, "My wife..."

Qi Yinian ruthlessly continued to read, "Single dog, I also wish you well. May you have a good-looking partner. May your loving dog become a married couple. May you find happiness in marriage."

Qi Yinian put down his phone and tapped the screen, "Is this soliciting hatred in the circle of friends? And making indiscriminate taunts? Where's your aoe?"

"This is my sincere blessing." Meng Zhou was puzzled.

He took the initiative to approach Qi Yinian again, "Why didn't you read the last sentence?"

Meng Zhou put his head on the bed, pressed his chin on the quilt, blinked his long eyelashes and stared at Qi Yinian seriously, "I only wish that when I face my wife, spring will bloom."

Qi Yinian looked at Meng Zhou's black eyes, Meng Zhou's pupils were extremely black, Asians rarely have such pure black eyes, it seemed that such staring was very addicting.

Qi Yinian's face was reflected in Meng Zhou's black pupils, those eyes got closer and closer, until...

Qi Yinian blocked Meng Zhou's approaching face with his palm.

How about taking advantage of him while he is being deceived by God?

Meng Zhou: "..."

Mengzhou complained: "Honey, it's almost a little late, don't you go to sleep?"

Qi Yinian did not soften his attitude at all and said, "Didn't you say that we will talk about poetry and life tonight?"

"But if it drags on, I won't be able to meet the seven missions tonight!" Meng Zhou said worriedly.

Qi Yinian slapped Meng Zhou's face away, and sneered, talking about the seven times tonight, Qi Yinian wanted to hit a sweet date with one stick, but he had to hit two sticks together.

Then he finished reading the second masterpiece in Meng Zhou's circle of friends without a pause:

"Rejuvenate again, I will plow from now on, and I will never stop. I will not sleep, I will not be sick. I will not play games, I will not swim. I will plow, life and death. I am the pile driver in the dark, The perpetual motion machine seven times a night, the body against the cold, the light at dawn. I dedicate my life and sweat to my wife, tonight and every night."

Finally, I did not forget to help add the signature, "Meng seven times, impotence after a week."

Meng Zhou: "!"

Meng Zhou: "My wife, you can't expose me like this!"

Qi Yinian let out a "hehe", "Didn't you write the opening sentence 'Rejuvenation'?"

Qi Yinian tilted his head, asked himself and answered: "I actually exposed your shortcomings. Ask me how to expose your shortcomings, and I read the poems you posted in Moments."

Meng Zhou: "..."

Meng Zhou wanted to defend himself several times, but he couldn't find anything to say. He couldn't speak to his wife at all.

Meng Zhou stretched out his hands, and hugged Qi Yinian's waist, denying that it was his fault, talking about him, trying to divert his attention, "Wife, is your back sore, or is your back hurting? Wife, I'll rub it for you..."

Qi Yinian put his hand on Mengzhou's chest, not wanting him to be fooled so easily, but the big dog does everything he can to cling to people, Qi Yinian was entangled, and after a while, the phone slipped from his hand and fell on the ground On the soft quilt, Meng Zhou stuffed it into the corner with one hand.

Qi Yinian hadn't finished the second poem yet, when Meng Zhou suppressed him, he said angrily, "What do you write about the pile driver in the dark and the perpetual motion machine seven times a night!"

Meng Zhou gagged Qi Yinian's mouth, and answered without hesitation, "Be honest."

The next morning, friends who had Mengzhou's WeChat found that there was a new post in Mengzhou's circle of friends, which read:

What is a man's mouth used for? It is used to coax his wife!I said!