The cute cub is weak and helpless, and does not want to become popular [Entertainment Circle]

Late at night, under the moon.

A dark red Bentley was parked outside the apartment building, the cab was pushed away, and a man in a white suit got out of the car, the clothes reflected the white light in the moonlight.

The man went around to the co-pilot very quickly, opened the door, put one arm on the car, and bent down to help the person inside out.

That person's slender figure looked very thin, and he was also wearing a white shirt. Standing with the person just now, there was an illusion of blending into one.

In the shadows under the porch of the apartment, Yuan Zheng watched them quietly, Ye Nanzhou and the strange man.

The strange man seemed to be helping Ye Nanzhou into the apartment, but Ye Nanzhou waved his hands as if to thank him.

The two exchanged a few words, the strange man patted Ye Nanzhou's right arm, and left first.

In the silent night, Ye Nanzhou watched Bentley drive away slowly, turned around and walked back slowly.

Yuan Zheng paced out from the shadows, and the night seemed to have dyed his black eyes with a layer of cold frost, and the eyes that were extremely gentle towards the little one on weekdays were so cold that there was no warmth at this moment.

Ye Nanzhou walked in, his throat felt a little itchy, and he coughed uncontrollably. Seeing him, he was a little surprised: "Ah Zheng? Why are you here? Waiting for me?"

There seemed to be a fire in Yuan Zheng's heart, burning darkly in a certain corner, but he had to hide it in front of Ye Nanzhou, for fear of being discovered by him and being left out in the cold.

He opened his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything, and his cold eyes returned to their usual warmth: "Well, I'm a little worried about you, let's go."

Before Ye Nanzhou could say anything, Yuan Zheng turned around and walked in to inquire and press the elevator.

The two stood one after the other, silent.

There was no one else at this point, and the original security guard in the hall was not there, so quiet that the sound of the elevator ropes sliding up and down could be clearly heard.

creaking...

As if unbearable, as if crumbling.

The elevator arrived, and the doors slowly opened on both sides.

Yuan Zheng didn't move. From Ye Nanzhou's perspective, he couldn't see whether he was distracted or deliberately waiting for him to go in first.

In short, Ye Nanzhou took a step forward, and said softly, "Let's go."

Yuan Zhengcai followed steadily like a robot whose switch had been turned on.

On the floor Ye Nanzhou pressed, Yuan Zheng stood behind his shoulder.

It was not easy for him to get on his face after drinking, but his face became colder and paler. Only the corners of his eyes were flushed.

Ye Nanzhou was a little sleepy, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Did you fall asleep quickly today, baby? Or is it bothering you to talk?"

"En." Yuan Zheng just responded in a low voice, a little absent-minded.

Ye Nanzhou was a little tired from socializing today, with his palms slightly covering his lips, he yawned twice in a row, and asked in a sleepy voice, "Then have you taken a bath?"

"Yeah." When Yuan Zheng responded for the second time, he seemed a little impatient, but he couldn't say exactly where he was impatient.

Although Ye Nanzhou was conscious, the slight dizziness prevented him from distinguishing Yuan Zheng's emotions immediately. He looked up at the red numbers on the elevator. For the first time, he felt that the beating was very slow, and the air in the elevator lacked circulation. Even with the air conditioner, he still felt suffocated.

Finally, the elevator arrived.

Ye Nanzhou stepped out, took two steps and found that Yuan Zheng hadn't followed, turned his head, and Yuan Zheng came out.

The key was in Yuan Zheng's hand, and Ye Nanzhou leaned slightly against the door and waited for him. He closed his eyes tiredly, and the thick eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes.

When Yuan Zheng turned the key, his eyes fell on his eyes, but he couldn't see anything clearly.

From the eyes to his heart, nothing can be seen clearly.

The two entered the door quietly one after another. The moment Ye Nanzhou turned around to close the door, he was pressed against the door tightly by the person behind him. His body was bumped into it, but it didn't hurt because the big palm was placed between him and the door.

Ye Nanzhou's chin was held back by him, and he accepted his kiss in a strange posture.

The volatile alcohol and the suffocation almost like drowning made Ye Nanzhou's brain confused. He only remembered that the little baby was still lying on the bed alone, and it was not a familiar environment. He was afraid that he would be scared if he woke up, so he put his right arm against him. chest: "A Zheng..."

"Who is that?" Yuan Zheng bowed his head, grabbed his earlobe and squeezed it tightly.

Ye Nanzhou let out a hiss: "A friend."

"What friend?" Yuan Zheng pressed his shoulder and continued to ask in a muffled voice, "Colleague from the TV station?"

"The advertiser of the previous show, I have known him for a long time."

"Invite you to dinner? And send you back specially?"

Ye Nanzhou raised his hand, scratching his face like a cat's paw, turning his face away, and muttered in a low voice: "I'm married, and my children are two years older than my baby."

Yuan Zheng: "Oh."

Ye Nanzhou pushed his hand and asked in a low voice, "Can you let go?"

Yuan Zheng hugged him without moving, continued to kiss his ear, and said slowly against his ear: "Brother, my mother contacted me during the day, she and your father have completed the divorce certificate."

Ye Nanzhou regained consciousness a little: "Really?"

His other aunt's emotions were extremely complicated, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Yuan Zheng rubbed against his neck, rubbing his ears and temples always made him fascinated.

"She asked when we will get our marriage certificate?"

Ye Nanzhou let out a shallow laugh: "Don't lie to me."

Yuan Zheng also laughed, his chest trembling.

Ye Nanzhou leaned his head against the slightly cool door, squinting at the younger man: "Happy?"

Yuan Zheng stared at him, the light in the entrance was very dim, but the gleam in his eyes could not be faked, and the faint romantic look was more like a cat's paw scratching his heart, making him want to do something else .

He bullied him and said, "Brother, don't hook me up."

Ye Nanzhou curled his lips, smiled, raised his head slightly, and touched the corner of his lips lightly.

Yuan Zheng was stunned, the fire in his heart was completely burned, he took his right hand and stepped forward again.

The two went from the door to the sofa. Yuan Zheng was still thinking about his left hand at first, but he pushed it directly on the sofa, and couldn't care about it anymore.

The two were in full swing, and there was a sudden "boom" in the bedroom.

Yuan Zheng and Ye Nanzhou almost jumped up one after the other and rushed in.

After the door opened, the panicked two looked at the little baby who had been awakened in a daze on the bed.

An ornament fell from under the bedside table.

It was accidentally squeezed down by the little lotus root swimming on the big bed, and part of the quilt and pillow were also squeezed out along the way.

If it hadn't been discovered in time, the little lotus root might have fallen off in a while.

Ye Nanzhou stepped forward with lingering fear.

Little Lotus, who knew nothing, saw her father clearly, and stretched out her little hand while lying down: "Dad..."

Ye Nanzhou bent over and hugged him, and said softly, "Baby is fine, Dad is here."

He turned sideways and glared at Yuan Zheng.

How dare you go downstairs alone, what if something happens to the little baby?

Yuan Zheng walked forward silently, knelt on the edge of the bed, stretched out his arms to hug his brother and the little baby, kissed his brother's ear, and then kissed the little baby's hair: "Baby, go on sleeping, Dad is here"

A few minutes later, although Xiao Ou heard the movement, but knew that the adults in the family would take care of it, he was in his father's arms again, so he fell asleep peacefully.

Yuan Zheng bent down and repacked the things that the little one kicked off one by one, and when he turned his head, he saw his brother kissing the little one tenderly on the cheek.

When Xiaoou fell asleep again, Ye Nanzhou asked Yuan Zheng to look at the little baby. He pushed aside the bangs on the baby's forehead, and whispered to Yuan Zheng, "I'm going to take a bath."

"Yeah." Yuan Zheng half-lyed on the bed, hugging the little one.

Xiao Ou didn't know that her father had become an uncle, and she was still sleeping next to the adults.

At such moments, Yuan Zheng always felt extremely regretful and regretful. In his previous life, he should have murdered and set fire to do many evil things, so in this life he would not be able to accompany his brother to have children.

He lay down, put the little one's palm on his side face, felt the warm breath of the little one's milk fragrance, couldn't help but hug him tightly.

Just like the little one likes to bury his face in his father's arms, Yuan Zheng also buried his face in the little one's warm embrace.

Baby, it's another dad holding you, can you feel it?

Dad was too immature before and didn't protect you and Dad well. Can you forgive Dad?

Ye Nanzhou returned to the bedroom after taking a shower, only to find that Yuan Zheng had also fallen asleep.

In the dark, Xiaoou was nestling obediently in Yuan Zheng's arms, with a round face and fair skin, An Ning was as cute as a little angel.

Ye Nanzhou lay gently on the baby's other side, with his arms on the baby's body, and slowly closed his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, and when Ye Nanzhou also fell asleep, Yuan Zheng's eyelids on the other side trembled slightly, and they opened them soberly.

His brother didn't push him out of bed.

His brother even took the initiative to kiss him today.

The feeling of being surrounded by tenderness moved Yuan Zheng so much that he wanted to cry.

The next day.

When Ye Nanzhou woke up, he felt something was wrong.

The little dumpling in his arms is undoubtedly a little baby, but behind him...

Ye Nanzhou quickly looked at the little baby, but before he woke up, he kicked the man behind him with his heel.

Poor Yuan Zheng was still hugging and kissing his brother in his dream, but was awakened by the touch, and when he opened his eyes, he woke up instantly.

He got off the bed softly, propped himself on the edge of the bed, bent down and kissed his brother's back neck: "I'll make breakfast."

Ye Nanzhou didn't move, he was thinking, if the little one saw them like this, how should he explain it?

The little one must be very confused.

He was a little uneasy.

Yuan Zheng hummed a song and prepared breakfast in the kitchen. There were plenty of ingredients in the refrigerator, so he could do whatever he wanted.

Last night, the little boy said he wanted to eat pumpkin, and Yuan Zheng called Grandma Chen to find out how the little boy's favorite pumpkin was made.

In fact, it is the simplest steamed pumpkin.

Yuan Zheng now boiled the porridge, then cleaned the pumpkin quickly, and steamed it in a steamer.

He had to eat meat in the morning, and his brother seemed to have a poor appetite in the morning, so he wanted to find a way to make his brother eat more.

The things in the kitchen are not simpler than the work in the company. Every minute and every second must be checked. There is no time for him to do one by one in order, and many trivial things have to be dealt with at the same time.

But Yuan Zheng felt that racing against time to get a sandwich, fried eggs, hot milk, steamed pumpkin, and porridge side dishes was more fulfilling than negotiating a big investment project.

Especially when the little boy sat on his lap, gnawed on the pumpkin and smiled happily: "Uncle is amazing, the pumpkin is exactly the same as grandma's, it's delicious~"

Yuan Zheng, who had been lonely for a long time, thought that the simple life of a family of three eating three meals a day was really so happy.

He knew it was what his brother wanted, and it was what he wanted to have for a long time now.

There was a small piece of pumpkin on Yuan Zheng's plate, which was put in by the little one.

Little lotus raised her cute little head and blinked her big eyes at her uncle: "Uncle eats pumpkins! You will be very happy after eating sweet pumpkins~"

"Okay." Yuan Zheng bowed his head and kissed him quickly, his heart was already filled with soft little dots, everything he ate was sweet.

Ye Nanzhou said: "Honey, Dad wants to tell you something."

Yuan Zheng looked at him fiercely, his deep eyes were full of surprise, even mixed with a touch of nervousness.

Xiao Ou looked at her father innocently: "Dad, what's the matter?"

Ye Nanzhou was a little puzzled why Yuan Zheng had such a big reaction. He touched the baby's face: "Brother Xiao Ding said yesterday that he missed you and wanted to ask you to have dinner together, as well as Dad's former colleagues. Do you want to go?"

Xiao Ou happily said, "Okay, is it today? Or tomorrow? Or tomorrow?"

Ye Nanzhou smiled: "Dad, go to work and ask again, maybe today."

Yuan Zheng picked up the sandwich silently.

He thought, today's sandwiches are not ready and tasteless, so let's have fun by eating two small pieces of "pumpkin melon".