The benefactor is always forcing me to study

Cen Zhi was woken up by Wen Qiang.

The little boy sat up in a daze, with sleepy eyes and bristling hair, looking like a silly cat.

Wen Qiang rubbed his hair, turning the already messy strands into a chicken coop: "Hurry up and get up, let's eat."

Cen Zhi pursed his lips and waved Wen Qiang's troublesome hand on top of his head, looking at Wen Qiang as if he had just woken up, and it took him a while to realize that their relationship has now become lovers, the young boy fainted with a smile, acting like a baby Generally speaking: "I want a good morning kiss."

Wen Qiang: "..."

Wen Qiang shook his head helplessly, leaned over and kissed him on the lips, seeing Cen Zhi's blush deepened by more than a little bit, he felt funny in his heart.

If you dare to make such a request, you will be ashamed if you meet it.

Tsk, little tsundere.

Cen Zhi blushed, and couldn't hide his happy little expression. After washing up, he went downstairs. The dumplings in the restaurant had already been cooked. Wen's father, Wen's mother and Wen Hui were all ready, just waiting for them, Cen Zhi A little embarrassed, but also involuntarily afraid that Wen's father and mother would find out the relationship between him and Wen Qiang, so they deliberately moved away from Wen Qiang when they sat down.

After breakfast, Mother Wen gave each of them a big red envelope, and Cen Zhi also had one. The young boy was at a loss and waved his hand to refuse. It's not an outsider anyway."

Cen Zhi glanced at Wen Qiang, thinking happily that what Wen Qiang said was not an outsider, and took Wen's mother's red envelope shyly. Wen's father and mother didn't think too much about Wen Qiang's words, the most important New Year's Eve dinner It's over, and the time after that will be passed on to each other.

Wen Qiang asked, "Where do you want to go?"

Cen Zhi shook his head, it's so cold outside, it's better to stay at home, but in Wen's house, not only can't be friendly with Wen Qiang, but also have to keep a distance from Wen Qiang, it's too tormented, Cen Zhi looked at Wen Qiang innocently: "I want to go back .”

Wen Qiang saw the young boy's thoughts, and smiled: "Okay."

The two put on their clothes and went out. Cen Zhi wore a very festive red down jacket. It was a gift from Wen Hui to Cen Zhi on New Year's Day, and it was not given out until this time. The flame-like bright red and the young boy's blushing cheeks They complement each other, making him pretty and handsome, like an elf descended from the world.

Wen Qiang was driving, and Cen Zhi was sitting in the passenger seat, saying goodbye to Wen's father and mother, wanting to put "I have nothing to do with Wen Qiang" on his face, a typical place where there is no silver 300 taels. Wen Qiang couldn't help laughing when he left the villa area, and Cen Zhi became angry with embarrassment: "What are you laughing at!"

Wen Qiang: "Are you so afraid that my parents will find out?"

Cen Zhi flattened his mouth: "Of course, what if my aunt and uncle don't agree." The young boy's imagination has no limit at the moment, "They will definitely disagree, and we will definitely be separated when the time comes, and my aunt will give me a check for me to take The money leaves you, and then they find you a fiancée and let you have a commercial marriage."

Wen Qiang laughed: "You have arranged the plot properly."

Cen Zhi glared at Wen Qiang: "That's right. Afterwards, I disagreed with life and death, so they tried their best to break us up and take me away when we were not together. They lied to you that I left you with money. You are heartbroken." Absolutely, hated me again, got married in a fit of anger, and I thought you got married because you didn't like me, and then you really left after being sad, and we will never meet again in the end of the world."

Wen Qiang cast a helpless glance at the angry young boy, flicked his head with one hand, and got Cen Zhi's stare.

Wen Qiang said: "If you are not by my side, I will definitely go to you. I will not believe what others say until I find you."

Cen Zhi was taken aback.

The tone of the man's words was serious and gentle, and at that moment Cen Zhi believed that Wen Qiang could do what he said.

The plots he knew from TV dramas without brains didn't apply to the two of them at all.

Wen Qiang stared ahead, a red light came on not far away, Wen Qiang stepped on the brakes slowly, there were only the two of them in the car on the deserted street in winter, surrounded by snow, as if the world had become their background.

Wen Qiang said: "I will not marry someone else, I will only find you and make you my bride."

The man smiled and looked sideways at him, Cen Zhi suddenly blushed, the atmosphere in the car was ambiguous, the air was warming up, Cen Zhi stared at Wen Qiang for a few seconds with round eyes, then rushed over and slapped Wen Qiang fiercely on his face, and then Towed back to its original position by the seat belt.

Wen Qiang: "..."

Cen Zhi barked his teeth and claws: "I am the bridegroom!"

Wen Qiang wiped the saliva off his face, speechless: "...is that the point?"

Cen Zhi puffed his cheeks, like a cute little hamster, muttering: "Of course."

When the green light came on, Wen Qiang started the car, and Cen Zhi suddenly said solemnly: "Don't tell uncles and aunts, don't come out of the closet yet."

Wen Qiang: "Why?"

The young boy was serious: "When I earn enough money, even if my uncles and aunts don't agree and cut off your money, I can support you."

Wen Qiang smiled: "Okay."

The two returned to the apartment. The apartment hadn't been cleaned for a while. Before the Spring Festival, Wen Qiang let Aunt Pu take leave, so that Ling Zheng's mother and son could be reunited. Now there was a faint smell of dust in the apartment. Wen Qiang went to open the window to ventilate. The cleaning was divided into two parts, and it was not until noon that the apartment was refreshed.

Cen Zhi was so tired that he slumped on the sofa, he didn't want to move at all, he just wanted to be salted fish.

Wen Qiang asked, "What's for lunch?"

Cen Zhi: "Whatever you want, you do it."

Wen Qiang laughed: "My cooking is not tasty." The man recalled the first time they had dinner in the apartment, and the disappointed expression of the young boy was vividly remembered. After more than two years, Wen Qiang was hit precisely.

Cen Zhi sighed: "I can't eat what I cook. Otherwise, we will order takeaway." The young boy's clear eyes looked over, with an inexplicable sense of innocence, "It's the first time we eat alone together, Are you going to let me eat takeaway?"

Wen Qiang was helpless: "Didn't you say you want to support me?"

Cen Zhi blinked, and said confidently: "I am in charge of making money to support the family, and you are in charge of being beautiful. I am in charge of the outside and you are in charge of the inside. Cooking is yours."

Wen Qiang: "..."

That said, let's go cook.

There was no food in the refrigerator, Wen Qiang went to the supermarket in the community to buy vegetables and came back, and made three dishes and one soup. Although the taste was still very ordinary, Cen Zhi seemed to be eating some delicacies. Wen Qiang looked at his Suddenly, she felt that her life would not be in vain if she lived in such a mediocre manner in the future.

Halfway through eating, Wen Qiang's cell phone rang, it was a message, Wen Qiang picked it up and took a look, then showed a slightly surprised expression.

Cen Zhi's cheeks were still bulging: "What's wrong?"

Wen Qiang showed the information to Cen Zhi: "'Heaven Has No Lighthouse' has been shortlisted for this year's Golden Film Awards."