Fake marriages don't need to be so spoiled

The gift bought for Cheng Mu was still hidden in the cabinet and not sent out. Although he wanted to let him feel the novelty, Song Jiqing was still a little guilty when it came to the front of the battle.

When Song Jiqing went downstairs with the box in his hands, Cheng Mu was walking over from the entrance, and Song Jiqing asked, "Have you been out?"

Cheng Mu gave a "hmm" and said, "Take the courier."

While talking, seeing Cheng Mu's hands behind his back, Song Jiqing was feeling puzzled, so Cheng Mu asked him first, "What's in the box?"

Only then was Song Jiqing distracted, looked down at the things in his hands, and said in a low voice, "It's a gift."

Cheng Mu smiled, walked closer, and asked, "Give it to me?"

Song Jiqing began to twitch at this moment, "Well, I just don't know if you will like it."

Cheng Mu moved his hand forward, and a rose suddenly appeared in his hand, "It just so happens that I also have a gift for you."

"Rose?" Song Jiqing was amazed by the redness, "Why did you suddenly think of giving me a present?"

"I promised to chase you," Cheng Mu said, "I'm a little inexperienced in chasing someone for the first time, sorry."

Song Jiqing took the flowers and handed the box to Cheng Mu, "Open it and have a look."

It was obviously a gift, but it turned into an exchange ceremony, Song Jiqing couldn't help laughing, should I say it was a tacit understanding, or a tacit understanding.

The gift for Cheng Mu was a dark floral tie. Song Jiqing looked at Cheng Mu nervously and asked, "Do you still like it?"

"Looks good." Cheng Mu untied his tie smoothly, "Tie it for me."

Song Jiqing quickly put down the flowers, squeezed the palm of his hand, "I might not be able to tie it well."

"It doesn't matter, Ji Qing can do whatever he wants."

Song Jiqing said "Oh", blushing and said, "Then lower your head and I'll tie it for you."

Cheng Mu replied with a smile: "Okay."

He lowered his head, but he was still a bit taller than Song Jiqing, Song Jiqing had no choice but to stand on tiptoe slightly, approach Cheng Mu, and tie his tie.

As soon as he put on the tie, Cheng Mu said, "Ji Qing, your hair looks so soft."

Cheng Mu said, "Can I touch it?"

Song Jiqing's ears felt hot, and he said, "I'm tying a tie for you."

Cheng Mu's Adam's apple rolled, and he said, "Then wait until you finish tying it."

Song Jiqing whispered, "Usually you didn't ask me when you reached out to touch it."

Cheng Mu said, "It's different now."

"What's different?" Song Jiqing raised his head and met Cheng Mu's eyes.

"It used to be a partner, but now it's a suitor." Cheng Mu said.

Song Jiqing paused for a moment, swallowed his throat, and said, "Oh."

"It's finished." Song Jiqing let go of his hand, took a step back, and wanted to see the effect of Cheng Mu's tie on. Before he started to move, Cheng Mu's hand touched his head and rubbed it gently. After kneading, he commented: "It's really soft."

Song Jiqing said angrily, "You haven't asked me yet."

Cheng Mu said helplessly, "I asked."

Song Jiqing asked, "When!"

"When you were wearing your tie," Cheng Mu said, "I told you to touch it after you finish tying it. You won't want to go back on your word."

Song Jiqing remembered, pursed his lips and said, "Sorry, I just forgot..."

Cheng Mu smiled and said, "Then do I have compensation?"

"How to compensate?" Song Jiqing asked with drooping eyebrows.

"Touch it again," Cheng Mu said, "I didn't touch it well just now."

Song Jiqing's eyes widened instantly, "Why are you doing this!"

"What's wrong with me?" Cheng Mu followed his words, slightly dragging out his tone.

Cheng Mu said, "No touch?"

Song Jiqing frowned, "Here..."

Song Jiqing poked his head forward, and said aggrievedly: "You have touched enough, didn't you mean the suitor, and you made demands on me..."

Cheng Mu rubbed his feet unceremoniously. Song Jiqing's hair was of good quality, thin and soft, and it felt very good.

"All right."

Song Jiqing raised his eyes, took a step back and said, "Then show me if you look good with a tie on."

"Well, show me." Cheng Mu smiled, adjusted his collar, and stood up slightly, "How is it, is it okay?"

Cheng Mu had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and the suit looked great on him. He usually wears the same dark color as his tie, but wearing a small floral pattern once in a while today has a different taste.

He is simply handsome and compelling, with a unique temperament of his own.

Song Jiqing almost couldn't blink, so he said, "It suits you very well."

Cheng Mu also imitated Song Jiqing and poked his head forward, "Do you want to touch it?"

Song Jiqing said "Okay", then reached out to touch the tie, and praised: "It's really smooth."

Cheng Mu laughed out of anger, "Just touch it like this."

"Well," Song Jiqing nodded, "That's it."

Song Jiqing said, "I'm not like you."

Cheng Mu smiled, "What's wrong with me?"

"I won't tell." Song Jiqing turned around and covered his mouth tightly.

"Okay, it's up to you." Cheng Mu was still smiling.

On the same day, he wore this special tie to the reception, and when he got a compliment from others, he had to add, "A gift from my wife."

Others will naturally know that the quality of this tie is mediocre. At first glance, it is not a big brand. How can it compare to Cheng Mu's custom-made ones?

But there is no way, everything my wife gives is good, everything is a treasure.

Song Jiqing happily found a beautiful vase for the flowers, and carefully found a suitable place to arrange them.

Not only that, but I also took dozens of photos of this flower from left and right, and happily stored it in the phone.

The taste of the new year is getting stronger, and the streets and alleys are hung with red lights and colored silk, which is full of prosperity.

Seeing that New Year's Eve is approaching, Aunt Fang is also preparing to go home for the New Year, but the house is still deserted.

During those years spent with Song Kun, Song Jiqing never had a good year, but this year is different, he still has Cheng Mu by his side.

"Cheng Mu, New Year's Eve will be celebrated in a few days," Song Jiqing asked, "We don't need to visit..."

"No need." Cheng Mu's tone suddenly turned cold, "I'm afraid they don't have a son like me, so why should I think about it?"

Although he didn't know the relationship between Cheng Mu and his parents, at least he could feel some signs. For example, during the days when he came to Cheng's house, he hardly saw Cheng Mu receive a call from his parents.

It's like disconnecting out of thin air.

Song Jiqing couldn't say anything more, and said, "Well... then I'll listen to you..."

Cheng Mu said slowly: "Ji Qing, I'm not angry with you, I'm sorry..."

Song Jiqing shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

"Since it's just the two of us celebrating the new year, let's go buy new year's goods today," Song Jiqing laughed, wanting to make Cheng Mu happy, "We still have to have a good time."

"Ah."

There are a lot of people shopping in the supermarket, and the carts are full of them.

Song Jiqing followed Cheng Mu and the cart, and while putting some snacks and daily necessities in it, chatted with Cheng Mu casually.

"Potato chips, do you eat?" Song Jiqing asked.

"Not much." Cheng Mu said.

"Then..." Song Jiqing thought for a while, "I only take two bags."

"Bring more," Cheng Mu supported the cart, and put a few more packs in it, "Just feed me two slices."

Song Jiqing asked, "Like eating popcorn?"

Cheng Mu repeated: "It's like eating popcorn."

Song Jiqing muttered, and lowered his hand silently, trying to secretly take out a bag.

Cheng Mu saw it, pressed the back of his hand, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You don't need to eat so much..." Song Jiqing said in a small voice.

Cheng Mu looked at it and said, "Then take a few packs of gummy bears."

Song Jiqing didn't even think about it, "No."

Cheng Mu asked, "Why?"

Song Jiqing licked his lips, turned his eyes away, and said, "The gummy bears are too small, they will touch your hands."

Seeing Song Jiqing's trembling face, Cheng Mu couldn't react for a while, and it took him a long time to figure it out. He laughed and said, "I don't want you to feed me everything."

Song Jiqing's face became hot, and he pretended to be calm and said, "Oh."

"Buy blessing characters?" Song Jiqing strolled around and found a new topic, "Happiness at home."

"Buy." Cheng Mu can do it, "You decide."

On the way back after shopping, the smell of egg pancakes baked at the food stall spread far and wide.

Song Jiqing sniffed his nose, panicking with greed, thinking about taking a bite.

"Go and buy one," Cheng Mu said, "There's still time."

Song Jiqing nodded, "Are you eating?"

Cheng Mu raised his hand, motioning him to look at the handbags in his hands, "I don't have many hands to eat."

Song Jiqing didn't fall into his trap, and said, "Then don't eat it."

Cheng Mu said, "You don't feed me."

Song Jiqing walked very fast, and the thin shoulders slowly moved away in Cheng Mu's eyes, and he heard him say from a distance: "I'll buy you the biggest one."

I ate the omelette, but it filled my stomach.

"Have you finished eating?" Song Jiqing asked.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Song Jiqing couldn't help but joked, "Are your abs still there?"

"Yes," Cheng Mu raised his eyebrows at him, "Do you want to touch it?"

Song Jiqing closed his mouth quickly, and choked out, "No."

The blessing characters and couplets are to be pasted on the gate, and Cheng Mu doesn't have to step on a stool if they post them.

So Song Jiqing stood by and handed him the tape.

"Is that okay, correct?"

Song Jiqing carefully compared, "A little bit to the left, it's just right."

"Well, it's done." After pasting the last corner, Cheng Mu said, "This is the first time our family has posted couplets and blessing characters."

"Didn't you celebrate the New Year very much before?" Song Jiqing asked carefully.

"Only one person."

Song Jiqing smiled and said, "It's okay, I will accompany you in the future, and the new year will bring more and more blessings."

Cheng Mu looked at Song Jiqing with deep eyes, and asked, "Will you know it in the future?"

Song Jiqing said, "Maybe it will."

Just as he was talking, Cheng Mu's phone rang. He only glanced at the screen, and his expression changed slightly. He smiled at Song Jiqing, "Wait a minute, I'll answer the call."

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, Cheng Mu responded, "Yes."

Afterwards, there was a few extremely short conversations, all of which were not nutritious, which showed that the other party didn't know much about Cheng Mu at all, and they didn't get to the point.

Song Jiqing guessed that it might be Cheng Mu's parents on the other end of the phone.

After hanging up the phone, the coldness in Cheng Mu's eyes hadn't completely dissipated, and when he looked up at Song Jiqing, it softened a little, he said.

"In two days, they said they would return home."

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感谢在2022-02-0119:55:48~2022-02-0320:57:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: Yuxi 2;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Yuxi 1;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 4 for Yuxi; 1 for Wuying;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!