true lie

After finishing the last few working days, the number of pedestrians on the street gradually increased, and Hua Tsai's familiar "Gong Xi Fa Cai" sounded from the streets and alleys-the Chinese New Year is coming.

When he was at Han Yu's house, Cheng Zhenzhen had already bought gifts for his parents, and this time he went out to buy some new year's goods.

And a gift for Shen Zhou.

Before, she had been going to divorce Shen Zhou, and she didn't find a buyer to prepare things in advance, but now it was too late to buy, so she had to make do with it for a year.

With a mentality of making do, Cheng Zhenxin got up from the bed lightly, but just as he entered the bathroom to brush his teeth, he was hugged tightly from behind.

Shen Zhou's voice was hoarse as if he had just woken up: "Wake up so early, where are you going?"

"Buy new year's goods." Cheng Zhenzhen didn't mention the gift, saying it wasn't surprising enough.

"Then I'll go with you."

"Don't you have a meeting today?"

"Anna can just drive for me, and I'll help you carry your things."

"...Shen Zhou," Cheng Zhenzhen spat out the toothpaste foam, raised his arms to show off his poor biceps, "I'm a young and strong boy, I can carry a stone slab, I don't need you help."

Shen Zhou's index finger slid down along the inside of his forearm, across the forearm, wrist, and palm, and finally wrapped the whole hand, constricting it to his lower abdomen.

By the way, she buried her head into his neck and complained in a low voice: "Cheng Zhenxin, you think I'm clingy."

The warm breath sprayed on the side of his neck, and Cheng Zhenxin's hairs stood on end: "...I don't dislike you."

"You hate it."

"... Let's go, let's go, let's go together, okay?!"

Young Master Cheng has always been fearless, but Shen Zhou can't be scolded or beaten, and he likes even a hair of him to death.

How to do?

I can only coax it!

Today's shopping mall is also full of people. Fortunately, Cheng Zhenxin has a dedicated parking space, so he doesn't need to go around, which saves a lot of trouble.

Entering the shopping mall, Cheng Zhenzhen asked, "How do you spend the new year? Should we go back to our hometown at home or go to our parents' place?"

Yesterday Lin Wanru called to invite them to go home for the New Year, but Cheng Zhenzhen didn't agree, saying that he wanted to ask Shen Zhou's opinion.

Shen Zhou was obviously pleased by the title "our parents", and said without thinking, "Go to our parents' place."

"What about the old uncle, what does the old uncle say?"

"You can go back after a year."

"Okay, then I'll let the watch... Miss Zhao go back to her hometown?"

Shen Zhou: "Yes."

After discussing where to go during the Chinese New Year, the two started shopping.

The first few floors of the mall were full of clothing, so they decided to look at the clothes first.

Shen Zhou is not very familiar with this shopping mall: "Where to go."

Cheng Zhen looked around and pointed to the trendy brands he usually bought: "That one, do you like it?"

In fact, there is nothing Shen Zhou likes or dislikes. Cheng Zhenxin has seen his wardrobe, except for black, white and gray, it is black and white and gray. For him, clothes only need to be clean, not fashionable and beautiful.

"like."

"Shen Zhou, you lied to me again!"

"I haven't finished yet," Shen Zhou said, "I like to see you wear it."

Cheng Zhenxin: "..."

Cheng Zhenzhen pursed his lips, held back his smile for a long time, and finally couldn't hold back his smile: "You don't need to like it..."

Cheng Zhenxin is thin, but not that kind of thin body. He is taller than ordinary boys, and his shoulders are wider than ordinary boys, which belongs to the standard clothes shelf.

It is very simple for him to buy clothes, pointing to the shelves casually: "This, this, this, each color packs a 180."

It was the first time Shen Zhou saw this kind of battle: "Aren't you going to try?"

"Don't try, I look good in a sack."

As he spoke, Cheng Zhenxin glanced at the sweater hanging on the shelf on the left.Water blue, simple pattern, only a line of small logo printed on the chest, nice and plain.

He couldn't help taking one off and stuffing it into Shen Zhou's arms: "Go and try."

Shen Zhou frowned: "I'm going to work..."

"You don't go to work every day," Cheng Zhenzhen interrupted, "You usually take a break to go shopping and wear clothes."

Shen Zhou could only follow him, carrying the clothes into the fitting room.

Just at this time, Cheng Zhenzhen finished packing the clothes he wanted, and the clerk asked him to confirm the style and size, so Cheng Zhenxin went to the cashier with the clerk.

After cooperating with the clerk and finally confirming one by one, he heard someone calling him next to him, and subconsciously turned his head.

Then he froze in place.

Most people would look rustic in this color, but Shen Zhou's complexion was cold and fair, and the water blue would only make him whiter, with a straight nose, red lips and snowy skin.

The half-length bangs are slightly scattered on the forehead, with dark eyelashes, not like the boss of a start-up company, but like a freshman who has just entered university and is full of vigor.

When Shen Zhou was in college...it should be like this, right?

Cheng Zhenzhen rushed to his side in two steps, and said with certainty: "That's it!"

"I......"

"You look good, you look really nice in your clothes," Cheng Zhenxin said very directly, "It's hard for me to see."

Shen Zhou was speechless for a moment: "... Sincerely, we are outside."

"I don't want to do anything to you now," Cheng Zhenxin pouted, touched his cheek vigorously, and lowered his voice, "Show me the clothes when I go back to have sex at night."

Shen Zhou: "..."

Shen Zhou raised his eyes and glanced at the clerk.

The clerks scatter around in a very witty manner, tallying the goods that should be tallied, sweeping the floor that should be swept, and receiving customers who should receive customers.

While busy with work, he whispered: "Others wear sexy underwear for fun, they wear sweaters for fun, should I say it or not, this young couple is really special..."

Before Cheng Zhenzhen took out his card, Shen Zhou settled the bill first, and the two continued to visit the next store.

The next one is a home clothing store. Cheng Zhenzhen has a bad habit of never wearing underwear or home clothes from the previous year. When he happened to come across it, he decided to go in and check out a few.

Fortunately, this time he didn't say anything surprising, he just obediently chose a few sets of soft home clothes.On the contrary, Shen Zhou stood outside the shelf, staring at the two sets of pajamas, unable to walk.

Cheng Zhenxin followed his gaze and saw that the two sets of pajamas were normal, one off-white and one dark blue, one larger and the other smaller. If I had to say something special, it might have the same pattern.

Apparently, they are couples pajamas.

"Like?" Cheng Zhen asked.

"Well," Shen Zhou nodded, "Can you give me a New Year's gift?"

"I'm going to give you a New Year's gift, but..." Cheng Zhenxin looked at the price tag, "It's only over 1000 yuan, which is too cheap."

Shen Zhou: "But I want to wear couple pajamas with you."

Unlike Cheng Zhenxin, Shen Zhou seldom expresses his feelings directly, so once he expresses his feelings, Cheng Zhenxin can't stand it at all.

"Give it away," Cheng Zhenzhen whispered while scanning the QR code, "If you want couple pajamas, buy them yourself."

Shen Zhou heard: "The one you sent is different."

That night, Shen Zhou was wearing a sweater and Cheng Zhenxin was wearing couple pajamas. According to Cheng Zhenxin's plan, he played from the living room to the bathroom, from the bathroom to the bed, and from the bed to the balcony. In the end, the clothes were thrown all over the floor, leaving only annoying of red marks.

The marks didn't go down until New Year's Eve, so Cheng Zhenxin had no choice but to put on a turtleneck sweater and go home with Shen Zhou to celebrate the New Year.

In the past, the family of three was a bit deserted during the Chinese New Year. This year, with the addition of a family, Cheng Yuan Shanlin seemed indescribably happier. He asked the chef to make more dishes for the New Year's Eve dinner.

After a full meal, Cheng Yuanshan nodded and said: "Xiao Zhou, come to the study with me, I have something to ask you."

Shen Zhou got up, but was held down by Cheng Zhenxin: "No need to go. Dad, let me tell you."

In fact, Shen Zhou could guess what Cheng Yuanshan wanted to ask, it was nothing more than a financial report, he knew that it would be exposed sooner or later, and he had already prepared his speech.

In the end, he was cut off by Cheng Zhenxin.

He had no choice but to sit in the living room, watching the Spring Festival Gala while waiting for Cheng Zhenxin's news.

Cheng Zhenxin came out later than expected, with swollen eyelids, obviously crying in the study.

Shen Zhou hurriedly pulled the man into his arms, and rubbed the red nib of the other party's pen with his thumb: "Why did you tell Dad?"

Cheng Zhenxin is not a fool, he knew that Shen Zhou could guess, so he stopped the other party from going up by himself.He wrinkled his nose: "Tell me the truth."

"What about dad?" Shen Zhou asked again, "What's your reaction?"

"But I got angry and said that you lied to him and gave me the account book, so I can divorce you."

"Oh, that's really tragic." With a smile on the corner of Shen Zhou's mouth, he stretched out his hand, "Bring me the account book, I'll tear it up first, and see how you leave."

Cheng Zhenzhen really took out a red envelope from his pocket.

However, it is thicker than the household registration booklet, and the contents inside are also smaller than the household registration booklet.

"Here," Cheng Zhenxin patted it on Shen Zhou's palm, "I don't even have the big red envelope my dad gave you!"

Shen Zhou squeezed through the envelope, and there should be a car key inside.With such a generous shot, he obviously didn't blame him for deceiving the Cheng family.

He breathed a sigh of relief, threw the car keys aside, and handed an envelope to Cheng Zhenxin: "No, you also have a big red envelope."

"Give it to me? It's very caring, student Shen."

While talking, Cheng Zhenxin opened the envelope, squinted his eyes and looked inside, only to see a bank card lying inside.

He has never worried about money since he was a child, and he can spend as much as he wants.But it was given by Shen Zhou after all, so the meaning is different.

He took out his bank card and shook it: "How much?"

Shen Zhou said, "I don't know."

"...Don't know? You wouldn't just save three or five hundred to fool me, would you?"

"I really don't know," Shen Zhou said, "My money is all in it, stocks, funds, wealth management, dividends... If you want to know the specific number, you have to ask your financial planner."

Cheng Zhen was completely stunned.

He licked his lips: "...you know I'm not short of money."

"Well, I know," Shen Zhou said, "but I still want to give it to you."

Give you my best.

Cheng Zhenxin's eyes were a little red again: "Then what are you spending?"

"You take care of me."

Shen Zhou turned his head and kissed his red and swollen eyelids: "Happy New Year's Eve, my heart."