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Wu Xiejiong hangs up the phone in a spirited manner, considering whether to call back to explain.

Zhang Qiling sat beside him and asked, "Your third uncle?"

Wu Xie was surprised: "How do you know?"

Zhang Qiling said indifferently: "I heard him shout."

Wu Xie: ...

Zhang Qiling thought for a while, turned sideways to face Wu Xie, and asked seriously: "Can I go together?"

Wu Xie was taken aback, then reacted abruptly, and stammered: "You you you, you want to see my parents?"

Zhang Qiling took Wu Xie's hand, put it in his palm and shook it, and said in a low voice, "I want to see them."

Wu Xie swallowed her saliva, leaned against the back of the sofa and began to be dazed.

Zhang Qiling's eyes darkened, he patted him on the shoulder and said, "If it's inconvenient, let's do it next time."

After all, Zhang Qiling made a gesture to get up, but just as the two of them were about to separate their hands, Wu Xie suddenly grabbed his hand tightly.

"Wu Xie?" Zhang Qiling looked back at him.

Wu Xie was still dumbfounded, but refused to let go.

Zhang Qiling had no choice but to sit back and quietly accompany him.

After a while, Wu Xie turned his head and asked, "Brother, if my dad threatens and lures you, such as giving you a check to fill out casually or threatening you with a gun, will you leave me?"

Zhang Qiling laughed, and asked, "What if it were you?"

Wu Xie shook his head firmly and earnestly, Zhang Qiling leaned over to hug him, and said, "I can't either, don't worry."

Wu Xie pushed him away, and asked again: "Then what if they use me to threaten you?!"

"You?" Zhang Qiling was puzzled.

Wu Xie reached out to hold his face, and said anxiously: "That's not okay! Do you hear me? Even if I tell you to leave, you still have to rely on me! Because I will do the same!"

Zhang Qiling was so squeezed by Wu Xie that his mouth was pouting, and he couldn't speak clearly, so he nodded.

Wu Xie relievedly let go, but said nervously in the next second: "Then what if... um."

Zhang Qiling blocked his mouth neatly, not only amused, but also moved in his heart.

The scorching sun, the wind blowing from the electric fan is hot and humid, and the cicadas are constantly singing outside the window, but the restless heart is calmed down by a kiss.

After kissing for a while, Zhang Qiling let go of Wu Xie and pressed against his forehead: "Take your time, they will accept me, don't worry."

Wu Xie nodded hesitantly.

Zhang Qiling kissed his forehead, and said: "Besides, uncles and aunts have been living abroad, and they heard that they are very open there, and such things are not very shocking."

"But looking at other people and experiencing it yourself are two different things. They are different from my parents. My parents watched us grow up. Regardless of the gender issue, my parents are absolutely assured that we will take care of each other, but my parents are different...they were originally To the Zhang family..." Wu Xie didn't finish speaking.

Zhang Qiling pressed Wu Xie into his arms and sighed softly: "They will accept me and like me, don't worry."

"Well, brother, I believe you." Wu Xie nodded and hugged him quietly.

Although the matter had a general solution direction, before a definite and reliable plan was proposed, Wu Xie still felt a little guilty in his heart, and his whole person became listless.

After dinner, Zhang Qiling cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks. Wu Xie didn't help him, but sat in a daze. It wasn't until Zhang Qiling took away the bowls in front of him that he came back to his senses, and then asked in a daze, "Brother? You put away the bowls?" What is my bowl for?"

Zhang Qiling held his empty bowl in a daze.

Wu Xie lowered her head, startled: "Eh? Where's my meal?!"

Zhang Qi Ling:……

In order to save Wu Xie from the vortex of worry, Zhang Qiling felt that he had to make a reliable plan to come out before going to bed at night, otherwise the "Jiangjiang Niangniang" agreed tonight would not be realized!

Today's post-dinner fruit is small kumquats, which are sweet and sour with a bit of bitter taste, Zhang Qiling likes them very much, but Wu Xie doesn't like them very much.

On the sofa, Wu Xie leaned against Zhang Qiling, staring at the TV while picking up a green leaf and stuffing it into his mouth... Zhang Qiling immediately used his nimble fingers to give him a trick to make sure that what he ate was small kumquats and not anything else thing.

As a result, Wu Xie took the little kumquat in his mouth and bit it, then immediately spit it out again, and shouted: "Bah, why are these grapes so bitter and sour?!"

"...not grapes." Zhang Qiling looked at the innocent face of the bitten kumquat on his pants.

Wu Xie sat up and glanced at his pants, slightly embarrassed: "I'm sorry, brother..."

Ignoring Wu Xie's stop, Zhang Qiling picked up the kumquat and ate it, then put him in his arms and said, "Wash it for me tomorrow."

Wu Xie's heart softened, and suddenly he was a little funny. There was a trace of grievance in this person's tone?

Wu Xie leaned on Zhang Qiling's shoulder, hugged his waist tightly, sighed slowly, and said: "Forget it, don't think about it, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, it should not be difficult, yes Bar?"

Zhang Qiling thought for a while, then suddenly pulled Wu Xie up from his arms and sat upright, then lowered his head for a while, and when he looked up again, there was a just right smile on his face, and he said gently: "Hello, uncle and aunt, I am Wu Xie's." Brother Zhang Qiling, I will definitely take good care of him, please rest assured."

"Pfft——" Wu Xiele bent down: "Hahahahaha! Brother, go to the film school, okay? I bet you will pass!"

Zhang Qiling regained his paralyzed face, and asked, "Is this okay? Or be stronger?"

Wu Xie fell on Zhang Qiling's lap and was silent.

Zhang Qiling patted Wu Xie's head, secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and finally smiled, it was getting harder and harder to coax.

At night, Wu Xie went to bed after taking a shower, Zhang Qiling walked over with wet hair, pushed Wu Xie, and said, "If your hair is not dry, you will have a headache."

Wu Xie sat up, plucked two handfuls of hair, and said, "Mine is almost ready, but it's you, go and blow it."

Zhang Qiling leaned over to kiss him and said, "This week's in-depth communication hasn't happened yet."

Because there are often couples who break up due to lack of communication, whether it is on TV or around you, and Zhang Qiling is not talkative at all, so Wu Xie made three chapters with him. Communicate with each other, and express all the dissatisfaction and doubts in your heart, so as not to become serious and old diseases that will erupt together in the future.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Qiling turned this agreement into a weekly one...

"No! It happened the day before yesterday!" Wu Xie yelled, his butt still hurt yesterday, okay? !

Zhang Qiling said calmly: "The day before yesterday was not deep enough."

"I wipe! Deep into your sister!?"

"And it's fixed."

"When did I make an appointment with you!?"

"last night."

"You fucking got up again while I was sleeping and made an appointment! Do you believe that I divorced you!?"

"..." Wronged face.

"I'll wipe you a film king, you can cry if you have the ability!"

"..."

"Ah! Rogue Zhang!...Ah~~"

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