true lie

After getting the answer, Shen Zhou's expression returned to normal, his grip on the front of his shirt was relaxed, and he continued to undress in front of Cheng Zhenxin.

In order not to cast a shadow on Shen Zhou, Cheng Zhenzhen turned his back on his own initiative and gnawed sweet potatoes while trying to block the rustling sounds behind him.

About 10 minutes later, the sweet potatoes were finished eating, and Shen Zhou's side was also quiet.He whispered, "Are you dressed?"

Shen Zhou pressed a low "um" from his throat.

Cheng Zhenxin sucked his fingers and turned back.But he saw that the other party was holding the hem of his shirt in his mouth, and part of his cold and white belly was exposed, and he was concentrating on lowering his head to fasten his belt.

Cheng Zhenzhen's eyes quickly floated to the ceiling: "...Isn't it finished?"

"Yes, it's finished."

"But you..." Cheng Zhenzhen just wanted to reply, but found that the other party was really finished wearing now, just standing there in leisure.

Arms folded, brows slightly frowned, with a look of dislike for some people's hypocrisy.

"..." It's like black chicken mackerel.

Who is he doing it for?

After thinking about it, Cheng Zhen really couldn't swallow this breath: "I've been busy these days, and I haven't discussed it with you in depth, so it's time to talk about it. From now on, you must wear your clothes properly, and you are not allowed to show your chest casually in front of me.丨Breast exposed. Try to be a civilized person, OK?"

Shen Zhou's voice was light and light: "But it will be very tiring for a lifetime."

Fuck, who wants to be with you forever.Cheng Zhen knelt down excitedly: "You..."

"And that night..." Shen Zhou paused, "You were the one who knelt on me in this posture and took my clothes..."

"Stop, shut up!"

Cheng Zhenxin's temples were throbbing, and he felt that if he continued to chat, he might die suddenly.

Fortunately, the old uncle knocked on the door at this time and said that he wanted to chat with Shen Zhou.Shen Zhou finally let him go, tidied up his appearance and went out with the old uncle.

Cheng Zhenxin could guess that the reason why the old uncle was called Shen Zhou was that he was unhappy at the dinner table just now and wanted to adjust the relationship.Dear ones, don't make too much noise.

Through Shen Zhou's attitude, Cheng Zhenxin could feel that the old uncle loved Shen Zhou from the bottom of his heart, but he was also really afraid of his wife from the bottom of his heart, so he could only choose to appease him separately afterwards.

Hiss... Immediately afterwards, Cheng Zhenxin suddenly thought - if he wasn't here, would the old aunt find another chance to ask Shen Zhou for money?

Shen Zhou had a good chat with the old uncle, would he just give the money away when his heart softened?

You know, Aurora Technology is so stretched that it needs to rely on the boss to step in to raise funds. The gift of hundreds of thousands is absolutely astronomical for Shen Zhou!

The more Cheng Zhenxin thought about it, the more he couldn't sit still, so he simply jumped up from the bed, carrying a water bottle, intending to eavesdrop in the name of receiving water.

The Shen family's one-story house is small, divided into four rooms, one kitchen and three bedrooms. His bedroom is on the diagonal of the old uncle's and aunt's.He pushed open the door and tiptoed over there.I've been sneaking a lot lately, and I'm already familiar with the road, and soon lurked diagonally opposite.

Probably for ventilation, the door was not closed tightly, leaving a small gap.Cheng Zhenxin pressed his back against the wall, and quietly moved his ears towards the crack of the door.

The old uncle was talking: "......I thought of you when I was in a hurry. Don't blame her. We will figure out the money. Also, don't always send money to me in the future. Marriage and Being single is different, when you are single, the money belongs to you, when you get married, the money belongs to the family, to the two of you, young couples can’t quarrel over giving money, it’s out of the question.”

"It's okay," Shen Zhou said, "I can afford your medical expenses. And you're really generous, so you won't get angry with me because of this kind of thing."

Cheng Zhenxin let out a "Yohe" in his heart. He never expected to hear positive comments from Shen Zhou in his lifetime.

"That's not necessary, ahem...Actually, I haven't moved the money you sent me, and I haven't told your aunt. I have saved it. It should be more than 20 now. I originally wanted to leave it for you to marry a wife, but now I don't want it. No need. When I go to the town in a few days, I will secretly find a bank to call you, and you can save it up as a small treasury, which can be used for emergencies, so as to save you from being tied up when you can."

Sure enough, crows are black all over the world. Saving private money is probably a skill rooted in a man's DNA. Can the old man teach me something right?

Fortunately, Shen Zhou refused: "Don't call me, I have to wire it back to you if you call, trouble."

"Hey...you kid."

The old man sighed helplessly.

But after all, he was raised by himself, and the old uncle knows his nephew's character.Shen Zhou doesn't care about most things, so he is extremely attached to the things he cares about.

He simply gave up persuasion and continued to talk about the next topic: "By the way, you have been married for a week now. How do you feel, sincerity...do you like it?"

Before the wedding, the old uncle broke his leg and felt ashamed to go on stage on crutches, so he didn't go to the wedding.

How would that guy rate himself?Cheng Zhenxin immediately focused on his ears.

"He's pretty good," Shen Zhou said in a low tone, "he can clean up broken bowls and pick out egg shells that have been smashed into the pot. He even took the initiative to drive the car all the way when he came back today in case I'd be tired."

"As for the living habits," the old uncle said in the tone of a person who has experienced it, "it's normal for the couple to have a little friction and bickering. But if the living habits don't get along, it can be tolerated for a month or two. Slow down. It takes a long time to slow down, and one day I can't help but explode."

"His living habits are also good, and he likes to get up early to exercise." Shen Zhou paused, "It's just..."

... what is it?

Cheng Zhenzhen was enjoying himself, and when he heard this, he quickly bent down and put his ears closer to the crack of the door.

Looking at the shadow holding the thermos bottle on the ground, Shen Zhou tightened his lips: "It's just that he has a lot of friends, and I often ask him to go out to play. Sometimes I have fun..."

The old uncle continued: "Are you going home late?"

Shen Zhou didn't speak, and nodded his head as a tacit consent.

"That can't be done!" The old uncle stood up from the stool with a "huh", his tone filled with righteous indignation.

The reaction was so intense, Cheng Zhenxin was immediately taken aback.

Where... is he doing something wrong?

The old uncle was getting angry, and the volume also increased a few degrees: "I just got married and didn't go home half the night, so I can't often sleep outside in the future? What will others think, what will your father-in-law and mother-in-law think?"

"You have to take care of him, you have to make him feel like a married man!"

As if being pushed by a finger, pushing away the fog that hadn't dissipated for a long time, Cheng Zhenxin suddenly understood why Shen Zhou was angry a few days ago.

It turned out that Shen Zhou's ignorance of WeChat friend requests was not because of the flowers and candles in the bridal chamber, nor was it because of a bad mood caused by the door being inserted backwards.

But back by yourself!Home!too!Night!

Since the marriage was decided, the family members and Shen Zhou were in full charge of the details of the wedding. He has been the hands-off shopkeeper, so until now he has no real feeling of being "married". Friends told him to go to dinner, and he also went to clubs.

Except for the difference in the "home" to go back to, everything else is the same as before marriage.

Now it seems that the old man was right.

He does lack the self-awareness of a married man.

Thinking about it in another way, it's already a miserable situation for Shen Zhou to intrude on Cheng Cheng's family, and if he spends his days outside all day, outsiders will definitely think that Shen Zhou is a widow and see Shen Zhou's jokes.

And as time goes by, will parents feel that Shen Zhou is incompetent, will they become more and more disappointed with Shen Zhou?

Depend on......

Cheng Zhenxin is even more convinced of "precognition".

——If he hadn't eavesdropped and allowed the situation to develop, Shen Zhou would not be wronged. He would grab his head and give it to a brat to kick as a ball!

This deep annoyance lasted until bedtime.

After Cheng Zhenzhen returned to the room, Shen Zhou came back not long after.There were no recreational activities in the countryside, and it happened that tomorrow they had to get up early to go on their way, so Shen Zhou said to go to bed early.

The autumn night in the countryside was colder than expected, and the two of them slept together without changing their pajamas.The only quilt was piled up in the middle by Cheng Zhenxin, cutting off all possibility of contact like Chu He Han.

Cheng Zhenzhen tucked his hands into his cuffs, lay on his back, and wanted to sleep, but he couldn't fall asleep because of something on his mind.

He opened Weibo, swiped around, but couldn't find anything he was interested in.Looking at the company's work group, even if my boss doesn't go to work for a week, everyone sticks to their posts and doesn't go around messing around.

With nothing to do, he put the phone back under the pillow and counted the sheep for another 5 minutes, and finally couldn't take it anymore.

He turned over and asked in a breathy voice, "Shen Zhou, are you asleep?"

With his back turned to him, Shen Zhou's voice was low, sounding a little far away: "No. What's the matter."

Of course Cheng Zhenxin couldn't admit that he was eavesdropping, so he just made up an excuse: "I just got married, and my brothers are curious about life after marriage, so they often come to me in shifts to hang out, and it will be fine after this wave is over."

After finishing speaking, he was afraid that Shen Zhou wouldn't understand, so he added more bluntly: "What I mean is, I went home late last week, and I won't do it anymore. I'm annoyed too."

Shen Zhou: "Oh."

Cheng Zhenxin: "?"

What does "oh" mean?

In a hurry, he propped himself up on his elbows and pulled away the quilt that was in the way: "Did you hear me, I said I will go home on time!"

Shen Zhou remained motionless: "I heard that, then what?"

"Then...then...the friend application I sent, did you see it? Pass it, and I will communicate with you on WeChat when I get home later."

Cheng Zhenxin looked at Shen Zhou expectantly, his round eyes glistening under the moonlight, like two bright black crystals: "...is it okay?"

Shen Zhou was silent for a moment, finally turned over, and sighed indiscernibly.

Immediately after a familiar breath came over his head, Cheng Zhenzhen's eyes went dark—Shen Zhou raised his hand and pulled up the quilt, wrapping him tightly inside.

"It's useless to act like a baby," Shen Zhou said, "Quickly sleep."

... Who acted like a baby?Cheng Zhenzhen struggled out of the quilt and was about to argue when the phone under the pillow dinged.

He took out his phone angrily, and there was a new notification message lying on the screen:

[SZ has approved your friend request, you can start chatting]