Gao Leng's opponent is actually my clay plastic powder

"What are you doing?" Song Yuzhou held a glass of milk and watched Meng Shuyao come and go between the two rooms, like a little bee, taking a little thing at a time, back and forth many times.

Meng Shuyao ignored him, and just changed the things in his hand into the master bedroom, and moved a lot of things from the master bedroom to the guest bedroom.

Song Yuzhou looked at it for a while, put the milk cup away, and stepped forward to pick up the things in Meng Shuyao's hand: "I'll help you carry it."

Meng Shuyao avoided him on one side, then went around and got out on the other side, refusing to speak to Song Yuzhou the whole time.

After he moved for a while, Song Yuzhou could tell that he was exchanging the things in the two rooms.To be more precise, it is to exchange the things of Song Yuzhou and Meng Shuyao.

Song Yuzhou walked into the bedroom, took the things piled up on the bed, and followed Meng Shuyao's example, held them in his hands, and walked from the guest bedroom to the master bedroom.His arms are long and he can hold a lot of things, and he changed them all in a short while.

Meng Shuyao glared at Song Yuzhou who was following behind him: "Why are you following me?"

He also said, "I will never sleep with you again tonight! You like the guest bedroom so much, then you can sleep alone."

Since the water splashing incident, Song Yuzhou has lived in the guest bedroom logically, huddled with Meng Shuyao all day long.It's okay when you're alone, but when two people stay together, it's inevitable that they will accidentally shoot each other.In addition, as soon as that kind of thing was done, Meng Shuyao was so tired that he couldn't get up the next morning.

It's not that Meng Shuyao didn't think about resisting, but the enemy's sugar-coated shells were too confusing, and his little resistance would always turn into refusal in the end.

Meng Shuyao had an acting class to attend this morning, but he overslept because it was too late last night.When he arrived in the classroom, the teacher and three other classmates who took the acting class with him looked at him together, making Meng Shuyao dream back to high school, and vowed that he would never stay up late at night again.

After returning from class, Meng Shuyao immediately decided that action is worse than action, and he must sleep in separate rooms before Song Yuzhou stops him.

"It's all your fault for not waking me up in the morning and making me late!" Meng Shuyao pushed him again, "Get out!"

Song Yuzhou was pushed out of the door with his strength, grabbed his wrist, moved a little closer, in a face-to-face posture, looked down at his pursed lips, and wanted to kiss him a little: "I'm calling you."

According to Song Yuzhou, he called several times, but Meng Shuyao just refused to get up.

Although Meng Shuyao also knew that he could do everything to stay in bed, it was normal for Song Yuzhou not to scream.

But, that's not the point.

The point is, you must defend your right to sleep alone tonight!

Meng Shuyao said very seriously: "It can't go on like this."

He pushed Song Yuzhou again: "I have to get up early tomorrow, so I definitely don't want to sleep with you tonight."

Song Yuzhou hummed, and said very understandingly: "You have to get up early, I won't disturb you."

"Really?" Hearing his promise so happily, Meng Shuyao looked at him disbelievingly, and warned, "Don't sneak in at night."

Song Yuzhou didn't speak.

Several times, Meng Shuyao also tried to go to sleep in the master bedroom by himself, but when he woke up the next morning, either there was Song Yuzhou lying beside him, or he appeared in the guest bedroom beside him. There is still Song Yuzhou.

After too many times, Meng Shuyao didn't bother to struggle.

Song Yuzhou is um again, he looks very talkative.

Meng Shuyao didn't really believe him, but he couldn't find anything wrong for a while, so he hummed, "You better be."

"I won't tell you, I still have something to go out." Meng Shuyao moved his things, went to the entrance to change his shoes, and said to Song Yuzhou, "If you don't come back for dinner at night, don't wait for me."

He put on his hat, then looked down to find the car keys in the drawer.

"Isn't there no schedule? What are you doing out there?" Song Yuzhou's footsteps approached, "You have been resting these two days."

Meng Shuyao said as a matter of course: "That's right, it's because I have to rest that I have to go out."

Song Yuzhou stopped talking, and asked again: "Last time you said that the newly opened cake shop closes at [-] o'clock in the evening, do you want to eat?" After a pause, "If you want to eat, when you come back, I'll pick you up and go shopping along the way."

"Then it should be too late." Meng Shuyao glanced at the time, it was almost six o'clock, "We may be a little later."

"Oh." After Song Yuzhou finished speaking, there was no movement, and he just stood not far behind Meng Shuyao to watch him put on his shoes.

The laces of that pair of shoes were difficult to tie, and Meng Shuyao was not very good at it. Every time, he would tie a knot indiscriminately, stuff the rest into the shoes, and slowly untie them when he got home.

Song Yuzhou looked at it for a while, then stepped forward, knelt down, and put Meng Shuyao's wrist aside, telling him not to move: "Let me do it."

He is skilled in movements, and the bow tie is beautiful and easy to untie. Meng Shuyao tried to learn it several times, but all ended in failure.

"All right."

Meng Shuyao tried to move his toes, and the bow on the shoe also moved, but it didn't fall apart, and it was still very firm.

"This way it won't loosen, that's great." Meng Shuyao said happily, "The bow is so pretty."

Song Yuzhou said: "Next time I will change your shoelace, this one is not easy to tie."

"Yeah, I'm leaving!" Meng Shuyao put on his hat and opened the door, and waved to Song Yuzhou, "You should eat well at home!" Then without any hesitation, he closed the door with a "bang".

Song Yuzhou: "..."

Meng Shuyao is planning a big event recently.

Wen Manxi was forcibly dragged out by him, knocked a few bags on him politely, and then began to report the situation: "...that's almost the case. When I went to your house last time, I took a test by the way, and I feel that uncle is fine. Auntie didn't particularly object, but if you say you don't feel anything, it's not..."

"However, I think you should confess to brother Jiming earlier." Wen Manxi rested her chin and analyzed, "If he finds out by accident, have you told him or not, something will definitely happen."

Speaking of Meng Jiming, Meng Shuyao felt guilty for a few seconds, but soon he backed up: "Of course I know! That's why I decided to start with my parents first. If my parents agree, at least my brother won't make too much noise." fire."

Wen Manxi shook her head: "I think you think of Brother Jiming too softly." She couldn't help shivering as she spoke, "Help, don't confess me when the time comes! Just treat me like Jiming and I Brother will know one day!"

Meng Shuyao fully agreed, and then suddenly thought: "Tell me, if I take this as my birthday present this year, is it possible for my brother not to be angry?"

"It's impossible, don't think about it, anyway, your brother will definitely get angry, don't struggle." Wen Manxi denied.

Meng Shuyao sighed: "Oh, let's take one step at a time."

While talking, the phone rang, Meng Shuyao picked it up and looked, and the words "Song Yuzhou" hung brightly.

Wen Manxi, who was sitting opposite, also saw it, and sighed in a drawn-out tone: "People who are in love are different. When you go out for a meal, someone will check on you."

The two of them ordered very little and didn't eat much. Wen Manxi wanted to keep fit, and Meng Shuyao purely wanted to save his stomach for small cakes later.

Before eight o'clock, Meng Shuyao answered the phone. Song Yuzhou, who was opposite, seemed to be outside as well.

"The past should be able to catch up with it now," Song Yuzhou said, "their family has a new product, which tastes like cherries."

Meng Shuyao lowered his head and stirred the lemonade. The small spoon made a clinking sound when it hit the glass wall. He wanted to laugh again and said, "Then go buy it for me."

As if he didn't expect him to say this, Song Yuzhou was silent for a while, and then said: "Yes." Then he reminded him kindly, "It might rain later, have you brought an umbrella?"

Meng Shuyao knew what he wanted to hear, but he just didn't say: "I'm driving, and I don't need an umbrella."

Song Yuzhou gave a dry "oh" at the other end.

Meng Shuyao burst into laughter, took a sip of lemonade, and translated for Song Yuzhou on his own initiative: "Are you going to bring me an umbrella?"

Before Song Yuzhou could answer, Meng Shuyao smiled again, and said easily, "Then you come." After thinking for a while, he continued, "Then we can go buy cherries together."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Manxi smiled mischievously, and teased, "What? You can't have a meal with me if you're in a relationship? If your parents agree in the future, will you still have to block me?"

Meng Shuyao knew that she was joking, so she followed suit and said, "That's right, the people we're in love with are just so clingy, aren't the people you're going to get engaged to the same?"

Speaking of boyfriend, Wen Manxi became more interested, and discussed with Meng Shuyao for a while which bouquet to choose for the engagement ceremony: "I'm going to throw it to you, how can you not participate?" She It is well-founded, "Let you have a sense of participation."

There were five pictures of bouquets in total, and it was only after seeing the second one that there was a knock on the door of the private room.

The person who opened the door was indeed Song Yuzhou. He was wearing simple clothes and holding a black folding umbrella in his hand. It looked as if he really came here to deliver umbrellas.

Meng Shuyao turned on the phone and checked to make sure that he remembered correctly, it really took less than 10 minutes.

Song Yuzhou said: "I just came here to do some business, so I stopped by, didn't bother you?"

Wen Manxi quickly waved her hand and said no, and said: "We're done eating, you have to leave if you don't come, it just so happens, when you come, just pick someone up."

Song Yuzhou thanked her, and then took Meng Shuyao's hand very naturally: "Let's go, see you later."

Although Meng Shuyao was very suspicious that "dropping by" was an excuse, he didn't expose him. He simply stood up and said goodbye to Wen Manxi, and said, "I think the first batch is the best."

Wen Manxi's eyes lit up, and she said happily: "Yes, I think so too! Then it's settled! Bye!"

When I went back, it was Song Yuzhou who was driving.

It was Xiaoyuan who sent him over, waiting on the side of the road, Song Yuzhou went over to talk to him, and then reached out to take something, because Meng Shuyao didn't see it clearly because of the distance.

It wasn't until Song Yuzhou walked back to him that Meng Shuyao saw that he was carrying a small bag in his hand, and the label printed on the outside was the cake shop where he agreed to buy cherries together.

Song Yuzhou held the cake in one hand and led Meng Shuyao in the other, and explained smoothly: "I saw not many people on the way here, so I bought it."

Meng Shuyao looked at him twice and said oh.

While Song Yuzhou was driving, Meng Shuyao sat in the co-pilot and ate cherries cakes, taking small bites and feeding Song Yuzhou in between.

Because he had to get up early tomorrow, Meng Shuyao took a shower without delay, then lay down on the big bed in the master bedroom, rolled around twice, and was about to fall asleep.

Before closing his eyes, the doorknob was turned open.

Song Yuzhou hugged the pillow in his hand, as if he had come to flee.

Meng Shuyao was shocked, and sat up directly from the bed, trying to condemn him on a moral level: "You said you won't quarrel with me!"

"Well, I did," Song Yuzhou said, "but I didn't agree to sleep in separate rooms."

He spoke very confidently, and he took out his mobile phone and played the recording well prepared.

Song Yuzhou in the recording did not agree to sleep in separate rooms.

He just said "I won't quarrel with you".

Meng Shuyao was speechless.

The consequence that cannot be refuted is that Song Yuzhou entered the room again.

There was a familiar temperature in the bed, but it felt a little relieved.

But it is impossible to say, Meng Shuyao strongly condemned this behavior, and warned Song Yuzhou not to mess around.

Song Yuzhou agreed graciously, then took Meng Shuyao into his arms and hugged him, and urged him, "Close your eyes and go to sleep."

Meng Shuyao: "..."

It was Meng Shuyao's habit to leave only one small night light.

Song Yuzhou hugged him, tilted his head, and easily reached his lips.

Before Meng Shuyao could protest, Song Yuzhou quickly moved away.

It didn't go deep, it was a kiss as soft as a dragonfly on water, and it broke with one touch.

"Kiss." Song Yuzhou said.

After a while, it stuck to his ear again and called slowly, "wife."

The well-known rich woman and sister haven't been online for a long time, and there is no fresh Yaoyao to watch. Yaofan has been bored recently.

Apart from the occasional quarrel with other fans, there is almost nothing else to do.

Idol doesn't show up and doesn't open for business. The last photo was a reposted photo of the official blog.

So substandard!Fans sighed for the umpteenth time.

After eleven o'clock, most people finished a busy day of work and rest, lying in bed, ushered in a moment of relaxation.

I habitually took out my mobile phone to refresh the Weibo homepage, and most remote fans simultaneously refreshed to a new Weibo that was just released 1 minute ago.

Meng Shuyao in the hand-painted drawing is still wearing that school uniform, but the loose trousers have turned into a pleated skirt just below the knee, revealing a pair of slender and fair calves.

@0411: Kiss my wife.

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Everyone is hilarious, only Xiao Song can really kiss (.

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