classmate engagement

Cheng Yan lay in the bathtub in a daze for a long time,? He just wanted to hear Jiang Muping admit that he was jealous of He Xuan, but he didn't expect to hear this sentence.

He remained silent for a long time, and suddenly sank into the bathtub, half of his face buried under the water.

Jiang Muping raised his eyes and glanced at him, and found that his eyes were dazed, as if dazed.Jiang Muping leaned over, stretched his hand into the water, stretched it under his neck, and touched the back of his neck.

Cheng Yan was shocked, and when he came back to his senses, he turned his head and looked at Jiang Muping.

Chengyan raised his head from the water, and the hair on his temples was wet.

"Is his neck red again?" Jiang Muping asked while touching the back of his neck.

The tip of Chengyan's nose was dripping water, and the water droplets on his lips trembled slightly when he spoke: "The allergen is here,? Can it not be red?"

Jiang Muping smiled, and took his hand back.Because of his "like", Cheng Yan felt a little dizzy. He was stunned again, and suddenly sat up, and stood up from the bathtub. He had just met Jiang Muping sincerely. The relationship between them took a big step closer, and Chengyan became more and more wanton in front of Jiang Muping.

Cheng Yan stepped out of the bathtub with water still dripping from his body? Jiang Muping was taken aback, and hurriedly stood up to support him: "What are you doing?"

Although the bathroom is full of hot air and the temperature is higher than outside, it must be cold without clothes, not to mention that there is water on Cheng Yan's body.

"I'm a little dizzy." Cheng Yan looked at Jiang Muping pitifully, and wanted to lean into his arms.

What a wonderful night, Cheng Yan felt that he would never forget it in his life.

Jiang Muping was only wearing a thin shirt, and the pants were also home pants. The clothes were stained with sweat, and the pants were dirty. Chengyan's body was fair and clean. Jiang Muping was worried that his clothes would get dirty when he leaned over, but Afraid that he would catch a cold, she finally pulled him into her arms.

"Do you know how dirty I am?" Jiang Muping asked in a low voice.

Cheng Yan rubbed Jiang Muping's shoulder with his wet chin, and said, "I'll wash it later."

Jiang Muping's clothes were all wet, and Chengyan leaned on him like a child.It's rare for Chengyan to act like a baby, and Jiang Muping has nothing to do about it.

Jiang Muping said: "It will be dawn in a while."

"So to save time, you can wash with me."

Jiang Muping couldn't help chuckling: "Why are you so shameless after drinking a little wine? You were so introverted when we first met."

Cheng Yan retorted: "You were not that serious when we first met."

Jiang Muping touched Chengyan's leg, and Chengyan's body shook.

When Cheng Yan stepped out of the bathtub just now, Jiang Muping saw the tattoo on his leg. In fact, he saw it when he was in the room before. It's just that the two of them are so affectionate, Jiang Muping didn't have the extra energy to take care of the tattoo. .

The tattoo on Diaoyan's leg is an eye without the end of the eye. The technique is jerky and the lines don't look smooth.

"Is that eye the tattooed on is your own?"

"You see it?"

Jiang Muping hummed and asked, "Why did you put the tattoo on this kind of place?"

"Because only I can see it." Chengyan doesn't like getting tattoos on conspicuous parts of his body. Back then, he was a middle schooler, so he drew a draft of his own eye, and tattooed his first tattoo according to this eye. .

Jiang Muping didn't look like he was very drunk. Even if he was drunk, the effect of alcohol should have dissipated by now, but he seemed to have drunk too much, and suddenly said to Cheng Yan in very vulgar words: " It's quite flamboyant."

Cheng Yan thought he heard it wrong, he was startled, raised his head, and looked at Jiang Muping.

It's very exciting for a gentleman to speak foul language, especially when it comes from Jiang Muping's mouth.

"Sorry." Jiang Muping apologized politely.

Cheng Yan still had an expression of interest, not only did he not feel offended, but he was still thinking about it silently.He didn't know if Jiang Muping's "sao" meant his tattoo or himself.

"Are you talking about me, or are you talking about tattoos?"

Jiang Muping didn't want to lie: "...you and the tattoo."

Cheng Yan took a soft bite on his face, and Jiang Muping's face had no flesh, so he licked it with his tongue again, "I just want to show myself, why did I show off."

Jiang Muping hugged his waist, turned his head to kiss his lips, "Isn't it flirtatious to have a tattoo in this kind of place. And now I can see it too."

Jiang Muping put his arms around Chengyan's waist and carried him directly into the bathtub, "You'll catch a cold if you stand for a while, take another shower, I'm going out."

Jiang Muping pushed the door and went out, leaving Chengyan with a serious back.

On the second day of junior high school, the day before Jiang Muping and Cheng Yan left, they went to the town to buy some local specialties. Jiangzhou actually didn't have any specialties, so they went shopping for a long time and bought some more practical souvenirs.However, my aunt can make a lot of local snacks, and it won’t be bad when preserved this day. Before leaving, she packed a lot for them and asked them to take them back to honor their parents-in-law and mother-in-law.

When they were leaving, Zhao Qingyu gave each of them a small wool felt doll that she made herself. One was a little sheep and the other was a little lion. They were exquisitely crafted and very cute.

Zhao Qingyu was going to take the college entrance examination next semester, and Cheng Yan didn't know when he would come next time, so he said to Zhao Qingyu before he left, "I wish you success in the college entrance examination next semester."

Zhao Qingyu pursed her lips and smiled: "Well, I plan to take the university entrance examination in Beicheng, maybe I can see you again in Beicheng in the future."

Cheng Yan hummed: "Come on for the test, if you come, you will have all board and lodging."

It was still Zhao Jing who sent them to the airport. The day they arrived was sunny and the day they left was also fine.Cheng Yan still remembers the day when he left Jiangzhou many years ago, there was a drizzle in the sky, which is a characteristic of winter in the south.

Before getting on the plane, Cheng Yan sent a message to He Xuan.

-Let's go, Brother Xuan.

- Well, safe travels.

Cheng Yan put his phone in his pocket and turned his head to look at Jiang Muping. Jiang Muping tilted his head on the seat and closed his eyes to rest. He didn't sleep well in the past two days, and there was a faint blue under his eyes. .

Cheng Yan leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to wear a blindfold?"

Jiang Muping opened his eyelids and hummed hoarsely.Jiang Muping is not like Cheng Yan, he has a very regular schedule and ensures adequate sleep every day, occasionally going to bed late will cause lack of energy.

Chengyan buckled the elastic band of the blindfold on Jiang Muping's ear, and whispered next to his ear: "Look at your dark circles, if you don't know, you might think what happened to you these two days, you can't accept it. Professor Jiang."

Jiang Muping opened his eyes before Chengyan brought the blindfold up, "You can try it when you get home to see if I'm old or not."

After Jiang Muping finished speaking, he closed his eyes, with a "no one loves" expression on his face.

These words are really full of masculine charm, and Cheng Yan likes them.He helped Jiang Muping put on the blindfold, and leaned over to kiss his lips as Jiang Muping did to him on the plane before he came.

Arrived in Beicheng at noon, and the two of them took a taxi home.

There were a lot of couriers piled up in the self-pickup locker downstairs in the apartment. When he walked into the building, the security guard in the community specially reminded Chengyan and told him to pick up the couriers quickly.

Cheng Yan was far away in Jiangzhou and still didn't forget to buy things online. When he was in Jiangzhou, he deposited the 1 yuan in New Year's money that Jiang Muping gave him into his bank card. Jiang Muping laughed: "The New Year's money for you is Isn't it already spent?"

"How could I be such a prodigal." Cheng Yan immediately denied, "I kept it well."

Jiang Muping pressed the elevator, "The courier who celebrates Chinese New Year is still at work."

"It depends on the courier company." Chengyan pushed the suitcase into the elevator.

Jiang Muping seldom shopped online, and the self-pickup lockers under the apartment were basically unused before. After marrying Cheng Yan, the utilization rate of the self-pickup lockers has skyrocketed.

He didn't go home for a few days, and there was a smell in the house. He was very sensitive to peculiar smells, and he smelled it as soon as he entered the house. He hurried to the balcony and opened the windows to ventilate.

"I'll go downstairs to get the courier." Cheng Yan said as he walked out.

Jiang Muping took his hand and said, "I'll go."

After Jiang Muping left, Cheng Yan cleaned up the house a bit, threw away the wilted flowers in the vase, opened the suitcase, took out the dirty clothes and put them in the washing machine.

After a while, the doorbell rang.Cheng Yan walked to the door and looked out through the cat's eye. Outside the door was Jiang Muping's father, holding a small bouquet of flowers in his hand.

Cheng Yan opened the door and called out, "Dad."

Father Jiang hummed, changed into his slippers and entered the house, and handed the flowers to Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan took it, a little puzzled: "Why did you suddenly buy flowers?"

"The meeting gift, I didn't buy it. I picked it in the yard in front of my house. I heard your mother said that you like flowers, so I picked a few for you and put them in a vase."

"Thank you dad."

"How did you come here today?"

If Chengyan remembered correctly, this should be the first time Jiang Muping's father came to their house.

"Your mother said that you are coming back today. It happens to be the weekend. The hospital is fine. I'll come and take a look." Father Jiang walked to the living room and asked Chengyan, "Where's Mu Ping?"

"He went downstairs to pick up the courier."

Cheng Yan walked into the kitchen with the flowers, and found a pair of scissors to trim the ends of the flowers.At this moment, Father Jiang's voice came from the living room: "Cheng Yan."

Cheng Yan let out an "hey", put the flowers aside, and went to the living room.He saw Jiang's father standing in the living room, looking seriously at the photo hanging on the background wall of the TV.

Cheng Yan didn't expect this to happen. Seeing Jiang's father's stern face and unhappy expression, he suddenly felt a little guilty.

"Is this your wedding photo?" Father Jiang asked.

Cheng Yan hummed.

"Taking a wedding photo, Jiang Muping has learned to smoke?" Jiang's father turned to look at Chengyan.

Cheng Yan hurriedly explained: "No, Dad, it was all staged."

But Jiang Muping didn't need to learn to smoke at all, he was talented, and he was so proficient and experienced at smoking for the first time.But this must not be said to Father Jiang.

"How can he smoke?" Cheng Yan laughed dryly.

Father Jiang frowned: "How do you take this kind of wedding photo?"

"I mentioned it, um... I think it looks pretty good."

"Now young people are popular with this style of wedding photos?"

Cheng Yan laughed: "We are not young anymore."

"In your thirties, you are in your prime, you are in your youth."

Cheng Yan smiled: "Well, the mentality is relatively young, so I like this kind of thing."

Jiang's father nodded thoughtfully, his reaction was much calmer than what Cheng Yan expected, and Cheng Yan asked, "Aren't you angry?"

Father Jiang wondered, "Why am I angry?"

"It's fine if you don't get angry." Cheng Yan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You haven't eaten yet, so stay and eat. I'll cook."

Jiang's father waved his hand: "No, I'll go home and eat later. Your mother has already cooked it. I'm not used to other people's cooking."

"Row."

Cheng Yan walked into the kitchen to pick up the flowers, and continued to trim the flower branches. Jiang's father walked around, walked to the kitchen, and asked Cheng Yan, "Are you always the one who cooks when you are at home?"

"The professor will do it too."

Father Jiang frowned: "How long have you two been married, why do you still call him that?"

Chengyan couldn't say "I like it", so he said, "I'm used to it."

"Does he usually cook?" Father Jiang smiled, "I still know how good he is at cooking, so don't put gold on his face."

Cheng Yan told the truth: "He does more dishes."

Father Jiang seldom laughed out loud, and asked casually, "How is your relationship with Mu Ping lately?"

Recent relationship?

Cheng Yan was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Very good..."

His answer sounded perfunctory, so Father Jiang frowned again.

There was the sound of a password key at the door, and Jiang Muping seemed to be back. After a while, the door opened, and Jiang Muping walked in pushing a shopping cart, which was full of couriers.

Jiang Muping put on his slippers and raised his head, "Dad? Why are you here?"

Cheng Yan came over in surprise, and asked, "Where did this little cart come from?"

"The security guard downstairs lent me the one, and I have to return it to him later."

"Does he still have this configuration?"

"It should be specially prepared for the kind of owners who love to buy things." Jiang Muping said, his eyes fixed on Chengyan.

Father Jiang stood in the living room leisurely, with a sullen face that was 70.00% similar to Jiang Muping, and frowned, "Why did you buy so many things?"

Before Cheng Yan could speak, Jiang's father pointed to the wedding photo hanging on the wall, and blamed him for several crimes: "I smoked while taking a wedding photo." He pointed to the express delivery in the shopping cart, "Extravagant and wasteful. You are an educational and academic university professor—”

"Dad," Cheng Yan interrupted him, and slowly raised his hands, "These are my couriers."

Jiang's father choked, and his voice became lower: "You bought so many things?"

Cheng Yan smiled dryly: "There is no extravagance or waste, they are all necessities of life."

"I didn't mean that, and I didn't mean you—"

Jiang's father took a look at Jiang Muping, and his arrogance mostly subsided. In fact, he would not have quarreled with Jiang Muping before. Mu Ping's way of getting along has become what it is now.

It was really unacceptable back then, but now it's hard to accept it. Jiang Muping has even married a man and started a family. His relationship with Jiang Muping still can't go back to the past.

For so many years, he has become accustomed to this way of getting along with Jiang Muping, and it is difficult to change it.

"Are you smoking now?" Father Jiang asked Jiang Muping.

"No."

Jiang's father nodded and glanced at Chengyan: "You will smoke less in the future."

Cheng Yan pursed his mouth and remained silent.

"Before you married Mu Ping, you had nothing to do with the Jiang family, and I had no position to control you. Now that you are married to Mu Ping, you call me dad, and he is my child. Whatever I ask Mu Ping, I will ask for it." you."

Cheng Yan nodded again and again: "You can ask for whatever you want."

Father Jiang's expression was serious: "I should show you the specimens of rotten and black lungs in the hospital."

Jiang Muping had seen those specimens when he was a child, and said with a smile, "Why are you scaring people when you have nothing to do?"

Jiang Muping pushed the shopping cart into the living room, and Cheng Yan took out the express delivery inside.

Jiang's father is also a person who does not shop online. He knows that Jiang Muping has no habit of buying things online, so he was a little surprised to see him pushing a bunch of couriers in.

"How did you come here?" Jiang Muping asked Father Jiang, "Did you eat here?"

"I'm leaving from the subway." Jiang's father said, "Come to eat at home in the evening, and I didn't eat a meal at home during the Chinese New Year."

"Got it. I'll take you back."

"No, my home is not far from here, and driving is not as fast as the subway."

"Then be careful on the road."

After Jiang's father left, Cheng Yan put the flowers he brought into the cleaned vase, Jiang Muping took a look at the flowers and asked, "Did my father bring them here?"

"Well, your dad is quite romantic."

Jiang Muping laughed: "Did you pick it in the yard in front of your house?"

Cheng Yan also smiled: "He has picked it before?"

"I picked it up, when I graduated, when Li Sizhi graduated." Jiang Muping counted the past, "And my mother's wedding anniversary."

"These flowers are all grown by himself, very precious."

"Then I'm a little honored." Cheng Yan said with a smile.

"Have you and your dad always been like this?" Cheng Yan picked out the largest package from a pile of couriers, "I feel choked when we meet."

"I'm used to it." Jiang Muping said, "He's used to it, and I'll accompany him to get used to it."

Cheng Yan looked up at him.

Jiang Muping also looked at Cheng Yan, "Ten years ago, I never thought that I would marry a man.

"I never thought I'd marry you."

Cheng Yan asked: "Did your father not accept that you liked men back then?"

Jiang Muping hummed: "The reaction was very intense. I made him mad when I came out of the closet. Later, when I went abroad to study, he didn't contact me for a whole year."

"For so many years, he should have been trying to change." Cheng Yan said, "Aren't you married to me now?"

"I know, so I sometimes regret that I didn't choose a softer way."

Jiang Muping's father had reconciled with everything except himself.

Cheng Yan pulled Jiang Muping's hand and scratched his palm, but didn't say anything.

Chengyan found a knife, opened the courier, and said, "I bought a massager for my parents, and I will take it to them at dinner. There are also those side dishes that my aunt made for us, and I will bring them with me when the time comes." past."

"Ayan—"

"Ok?"

"How much did the massager cost?"

Cheng Yan lowered his head and fiddled with the massager, then took a look at the instruction manual, "I forgot, it seems to be more than 2?"

Jiang Muping raised his chin and asked him seriously: "Why are you such a prodigal?"

Cheng Yan laughed: "Can't afford me?"

"Well, who made me a poor ghost."

"It's okay, I'll take care of you."