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"Hahahahahaha." Fang Mu's cheerful laughter came from the phone.

"He scolded me—" Zhile said dissatisfiedly, scumbag is not a good word, but he still knows it.

"It's not wrong for him to scold—he is full of joy, thinking that you really like it, but who knows that you are just playing a customs clearance game. The "paying" in the past is just a means, and once the task is completed, stop immediately, sweet words of love, praise, Hugs, being considerate and clingy...all gone...From the perspective of an NPC tool person, it is indeed a bit scum. Whoever it is, it will be uncomfortable to some extent. However, your reaction is a bit beyond ordinary people .The so-called deep love, deep responsibility..."

Zhile didn't quite understand what Jiliwala said.

"Le Tsai, do you like Shen Cheng?" Fang Mu asked suddenly.

Zhile nodded: "I like it."

"Do you like me?"

"Like it."

"Which of us do you like more? Or, what's the difference between liking me and liking him?"

Zhile let out an ah, not knowing how to answer.

"Forget it, it's not something we should bother with." Fang Mu said with a little regret: "It's a pity that I didn't see that historic scene with my own eyes—it's hard to think that there will be no second person who can make Xiao Shen feel embarrassed. Oh, tsk tsk, what a pity."

Fang Mu and Shen Cheng had no grievances or enmities, but Qin Yue was abused too hard in the racecourse, and he still hasn't cheered up to this day, which makes people feel bad, so he is very happy to see Shen Cheng being abused in other ways.Of course, it is mainly for the sake of knowledge.

"Why is he angry?" Zhile couldn't figure out why.

Fang Mu: "Xiao Shen always feels bitter, hahahahaha."

Zhile suddenly remembered a serious matter: "He, will he, regret it?"

"What are you afraid of? It's him who should be worried now, not you." Fang Mu said slowly, "Let him hang you on purpose before, and Feng Shui will take turns. Now it's his turn to be an ox, a horse, and a dog."

Zhile corrected, "He's a human being."

"It's a metaphor, it's just a metaphor." Fang Mu said: "In short, 'hardship comes with sweetness', now the initiative is in your hands, so don't worry about it anymore. It's just that your family may lose face for a while, and he will have to hang out with you for a few days. It's okay, you Don't give him a good look."

Of course Fang Mu is happy for Zhile and hopes that he and Shen Cheng will finally get married, but before Zhile foolishly pursued someone for so long and was hanged for a while, why not do it if he could help him out.Anyway, a certain person is already in Zhile's bag, and he cannot escape.

Zhile hung up the phone and talked to Fang Mu. He understood a little more vaguely, but was more ignorant and didn't fully understand.What worries him most now is that Shen Cheng is angry.

Shen Cheng went out very early this morning, Zhile couldn't see him, so he didn't know if he was better, but before going to bed last night, his angry state was vividly remembered.

This was the first time in history that Shen Cheng was so angry with him.

In the middle of the night, Zhi Le woke up briefly in a daze, and found that Shen Cheng was leaning against the head of the bed without turning on the light, just sitting like that, in the small wall lamp, staring at him with burning eyes.

Zhile was taken aback, thinking he was having a nightmare again.

Shen Cheng stared at him for a while, then covered his face with the quilt, and said in a deep voice, "Sleep with you."

What happened to him?what should I do?

Zhile rarely takes the initiative and thinks too much about some problems like ordinary people, but when a problem comes, it is inevitable that he will think about it. He also has his own thoughts and thinking world, whether he can figure it out is another matter.

Zhile finished filling up yesterday's diary and sat in front of the window in a daze.

Although he asked Fang Mu, Zhile was still puzzled.

I really don't know where to provoke Shen Cheng.

In the evening, Shen Cheng returned.

Zhile deliberately went to the gate and watched Shen Cheng get off the car.

"Brother, you are back."

"Ah."

Zhile is the best at reading people's faces, secretly looking at Shen Cheng's face, the street lights in the garden shone on Shen Cheng's tired face, his expression was as usual, and his tone of voice could not be heard, but compared to the previous few days, it was much better .

Back indoors, Shen Cheng washed his hands and sat down at the dining table.

The weather was getting hotter. Today, Shen Cheng was wearing a short-sleeved shirt with his arms exposed. A piece of gauze was still attached to his left arm, and the elbow was bruised from the impact.

"Brother, does your wound hurt?"

Shen Cheng said lightly, "It hurts."

Zhile immediately said: "Then, let me rub the medicine on you."

Shen Cheng still said calmly: "Eat first."

Zhile said anxiously: "Brother, are you still angry?"

"Eat first." Shen Cheng emphasized his tone.

Zhile immediately fell silent, not daring to speak again.

"Not angry." Shen Cheng's tone slowed down, and he said, "Eat first, and we'll talk after we're done."

Zhile felt relieved, but felt another kind of uneasiness.What are you talking about? I have an ominous premonition.

This conversation was arranged behind the study.According to the usual practice, after dinner, Shen Cheng would take a shower first, and then go to work in the study, but Shen Cheng didn't seem to have any plans to work overtime tonight.

When Zhile opened the notebook and was about to write a diary, there was a knock on the desktop.

Zhile looked up and saw Shen Cheng sitting behind the desk.

The two looked at each other, Zhile was waiting for Shen Cheng to speak, but Shen Cheng didn't make a sound for a while, just looked at Zhile like that, with a look in his eyes that Zhile couldn't understand.

"What's wrong?" Zhile asked.

Shen Cheng still didn't speak.

"You are still angry." Zhile judged, thought for a while, and hesitated: "Are you repenting? Or, I will chase you again. This time, I will work harder..."

"Do I need someone to chase after me?" Shen Cheng interrupted Zhile coldly. It's okay not to mention this matter, but mentioning it would be like adding salt to a wound. Shen Cheng said coldly, "Will you be able to understand after chasing after one more time?"

Zhile rubbed her nose, stared blankly at him, as if she didn't understand, and seemed to be asking what to do.

Shen Cheng took a dark breath, his expression slightly relaxed.

Next, Shen Cheng asked Zhi Le about his plan to chase after the National People's Congress. Zhi Le was most afraid of Shen Cheng's anger, so he asked and answered every sentence without reservation, and everything turned upside down. When Shen Cheng asked him to bring the plan Zhile didn't hesitate, and quickly ran back to the bedroom, fetched it, and handed it to Shen Cheng.

Shen Cheng was sitting behind the desk, still wearing a daytime shirt, with meticulous hair, looking through the proposal with lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes, as majestic and indescribable as a president.

This plan is very rough, but it can be seen that it is very hard.

Shen Cheng's eyes flicked over those regulations, and his eyelids twitched slightly.

Jiang Zhile is really a good student and strictly follows the "textbook".

"Have you ever been chased?"

Shen Cheng read ten lines at a glance, quickly read it, then closed it, threw it on the desk, and threw a question at Zhile.

Zhile was about to answer that when he was young, he was running ahead, and a girl was chasing after him...but Shen Cheng tapped the table twice and added, "Like you chased me."

Zhile understood, and shook his head.

Zhile grew up nice and likable, girls also love to play with him very much, when they were younger, they regarded him as a younger brother, and when they were older, they regarded him as a friend, there were girls who smiled at him blushing, He blatantly praised how good-looking he is, but no one has ever really pursued him.Even if someone is really interested in him, if he doesn't say it clearly, he won't be able to notice it.

"Poor little girl." Shen Cheng said.

There was no expression on his face, and his tone was flat, squinting at Zhile, as if he was just making a casual comment.

"Want to be chased?" Shen Cheng continued.

Zhile opened her eyes wide, not quite understanding what Shen Cheng meant.

"Would you like me to chase you and experience it?" Shen Cheng put his hand on the plan and flicked it lightly, with a neither salty nor bland tone, making it unpredictable.

Zhile let out a sigh, thought for a while, shook his head, and said, "No need. My brother and I are together, so there is no need to chase."

There was silence in the room, only the slight tapping of fingers.

"You are right. I have accepted your pursuit and agreed to you." After a while, Shen Cheng said in a deep voice.

Zhile suddenly smiled.This is what Zhile is most worried about.Great, he didn't regret it.

Zhile's smile was like the sun in spring, piercing through the last layer of clouds and making Shen Cheng's brows completely open.

No matter how powerful and lofty the status is, its essence is nothing more than human beings.Of course, Shen Cheng is also a human being, with the emotions and desires of ordinary people.After discovering Zhile's true intentions that night, it was as if someone had made a move. To be honest, it didn't feel very comfortable.

But if you are unhappy, you must face the problem.

One: In fact, from the very beginning, Zhile was for grandpa, and it was mentioned later.The whole incident was "distorted" at some point, so that it forgot its true colors, and finally made an "oolong".No wonder I learned about happiness.

Second: You must face up to your own mind.Just like the frank and frank one who refused when he didn't like it in the past, now that the truth has come to light and the dust has settled, there is nothing to entangle or cover up.

In the past few days, he was filled with anger, tossing and turning for half the night, Shen Cheng had digested almost all his emotions, only the last bit of unwillingness remained, and when Zhile showed a familiar bright smile, it disappeared.

As for the little fool Zhile...

The family motto of the Shen family is also one of Shen Cheng's life creeds: hold on to what you have; try your best to get what you want.

Shen Cheng originally planned to suffer a little bit, and let him pursue Zhile until he got the real answer.Although it wasn't intentional before, but because of selfishness, he bullied Zhile and couldn't understand the hints, so Zhile chased him for a while.Now on the other hand, if Zhile deliberately hangs him and makes things difficult for him, he has nothing to say and is willing to accept it.

However, Zhile is a little fool after all.

This is the greatest good luck God has bestowed on Shen Cheng.

"So, from now on, we will be lovers, understand?" Shen Cheng looked into Zhile's eyes and said solemnly.

"Lover." Zhile repeated, the word sounds nice to pronounce, and it has another name, Zhile said happily: "Well, lover, object. You are me, object."

Shen Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Have you ever been in love?"

Of course, this is nonsense. People who don't even know how to pursue, how can they talk about love.

Shen Cheng said, "Very good."

"From now on, you and me," Shen Cheng pointed at Zhile with his index finger, then pointed at himself, and said, "Let's talk."

Zhile opened her eyes wide and looked at Shen Cheng.

After Shen Cheng finished speaking, he paused to allow time for Zhile to digest and think.

In Zhile's mind, let Shen Cheng agree to get married, the two of them become objects, and if they can explain to their grandfather, it will be a success. As for the follow-up, they have never thought about it.Now Shen Cheng gave him a new question.

"How to talk about it." There was a touch of novelty and expectation on Zhile's face.

"Talk slowly." Shen Cheng said.

"Jiang Zhile," Shen Cheng spoke softly, but still with a little sense of oppression, called Zhile's full name, and said slowly: "From today onwards, we are the only one for each other, and have no relationship with anyone else in the world." Again. Do you understand?"

Zhile sat on one side of the desk, put her hands on the table, nodded seriously like a student listening to a teacher's lecture.

"We will do what lovers can do," Shen Cheng continued, "and only what lovers can do. Do you understand?"

Zhile's eyes rolled around, as if asking "what's the matter." It's not like he didn't understand at all, he had never eaten pork, he had seen pigs running, and on TV, people around him who were in love had also seen some, It just hasn't been put into practice.

"Don't worry, I'll tell you later." Shen Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slowly, "You just need to understand this relationship and be good."

Shen Cheng never thought that one day, he would talk about the details of love with others in such a serious manner.If outsiders see it, they will feel incredible, but outsiders will never have the opportunity to see this scene.This side of Shen Cheng is only in front of Zhile.

Ordinary people tacitly understand many things and don't need to explain them specifically, but Zhile is a little fool, and some things must be said clearly in order to understand and remember.

Shen Cheng didn't find it troublesome, impatient, or disgusting.He is patient and gentle, superficially capable, like a seasoned veteran, but his heart beats a little fast.

That night, Shen Cheng finished work early and went to take a shower first.

In the bedroom, the warm yellow light flows quietly, as if it has been replaced with new incense, the smell is light and peaceful, with a hint of sweetness.

Zhile has already lay down, with her legs against the wall, doing exercises before going to bed.The thin pajama pants slid down, revealing her straight, slender and fair legs up to her thighs.

Shen Cheng came in wiping his hair and stared.

"Put down your legs." Shen Cheng said with a blank expression after wiping his hair half dry, with a snow-white towel hanging around his neck.

Zhile lay on the bed with her upper body at [-] degrees, without moving, she insisted: "It's not time yet."

"Jiang Zhile."

Zhile heard the inexplicable dangerous aura, put it down obediently, saw the small medicine box in Shen Cheng's hand, and immediately sat up cross-legged.

"Brother, let me help you."

Shen Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly and opened the medicine box.

The abrasion on the arm is not too serious, and the procedure of changing the dressing is not too troublesome.When Shen Cheng went to bed, he also sat cross-legged, with his arms stretched out in front of Zhile.

According to Shen Cheng's instructions, Zhile found the medicine bottle, all he needed to do was rub the medicine on the wound and put gauze on it.The bruised part needs to be accompanied by moderate massage to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis.Zhile put the gauze on unskillfully, and moved her fingers to the bruise.

"Also, does it hurt?" Zhile carefully touched the wound.

The big soft bed was slightly sunken, and the light shone on the top of the two of them. Shen Cheng was half a head taller than Zhi Le, and sitting face to face, he was also a little taller than him. His eyes were slightly lowered, and his eyes fell on Zhi Le's clean face.

A little injury is nothing.

Shen Cheng said in a deep voice, "It hurts."

"Then, what should we do?" Zhile asked worriedly.

"Yes, what should we do?" Shen Cheng looked at Zhile.

Zhile said, "Then I, take it easy."

Zhile rubbed carefully, with unfamiliar and gentle techniques, with very focused eyes, not so much rubbing, but stroking, like coaxing a child, lowering her head, blowing gently while rubbing.

Shen Cheng lowered his eyes, reflecting Zhile's soft neck and slender white fingers.

"Okay," Zhile raised her head, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Shen Cheng replied.

Zhile breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

"You did a good job." Shen Cheng said.

It is always happy to be praised, Zhile's eyes were slightly bent, he packed the medicine box and was about to wash his hands, but was stopped by Shen Cheng.

Shen Cheng put his hand on Zhile's arm and said, "Well done, you should be rewarded."

Just as Zhile was about to speak, Shen Cheng pinched Zhile's chin with his injured arm, thumb and forefinger, and lifted it slightly.

Then, Shen Cheng leaned forward slightly and kissed the corner of Zhile's mouth.

"Um?!"

The light covered the figures of the two, like the sunshine in early autumn, quiet and soft.

In just a short moment, like a superficial touch, Shen Cheng let go of his hand and left his soft lips.

Zhile's eyes widened, staring at Shen Cheng in a daze.

"This is a reward, and I'm telling you, the first thing lovers do."

Shen Cheng said in a low voice.

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