true lie

For the next whole day, Cheng Zhenzhen didn't go to his company, and hid in the audio-visual room at home to watch movies. He specially picked romance movies to watch, and learned the sultry skills of the male and female protagonists in them.Anyway, the company was run by Cheng's father for him to play with, and no one cared if he went or not.

Shen Zhou got off work on time, the driver picked him up first and then Shen Zhou, and the three of them drove to Cheng's old house.

As soon as I walked halfway up the mountain, I saw the butler was already waiting outside.Cheng Zhenxin said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Remember, our agreement."

"En." Shen Zhou nodded slightly.

"Then I'm counting on you." Cheng Zhenxin thanked him, and put on a professional smirk by the way.

In fact, he made Shen Zhou cooperate not entirely for the sake of seductiveness, Cheng's father and Cheng's mother were late in having a child, and almost poured all their love into him.Wanting his parents to feel at ease and not regret the marriage arranged for his son, he can only ask Shen Zhou to help him pretend to be affectionate.

But he didn't go too far. Given how well Cheng's parents and Cheng's mother knew him, if he behaved like glue, his parents would definitely think that his son was kidnapped.So he didn't hold Shen Zhou's arm, and of course he restrained his resentful look, his face was full of wind and snow, and the years were peaceful.

"Xiao Zhenxin, you're back, let me take a look." Seeing them coming in, the housekeeper was so happy that he saw his teeth but couldn't see his eyes.

Cheng Zhenzhen strode over: "I'm fine. How about you, did you suffer from high blood pressure?"

"The medicine you gave me last time was very effective. It was standard blood pressure for several days in a row."

The butler carefully looked at the little master up and down, and found that he hadn't changed much, so he nodded at Shen Zhou and brought the new couple into the room.

As a result, Cheng Zhenxin didn't finish changing his shoes, and another gust of fragrant wind hit his face.Lin Wanru, who appeared to be only 40 or [-] years old, floated in front of Cheng Zhenzhen, pinched his face and arms: "Baby, Mom misses you so much."

"...Mom," Cheng Zhenzhen was a little ashamed to be treated like a child in front of Shen Zhou, "I've only been married for three days, and I usually don't come back for a few days when I usually go out to play."

"Can it be the same? In the past, no matter how long you traveled, you would return to your mother. Now that you are married, you should return to your own home. Coming to your mother is a guest. This is the essential difference between 'back' and 'coming' .”

As she was talking, her nose became a little sore, and she hurriedly greeted, "Xiao Shen, come in quickly, don't stand around the door... What are you doing with the gift?"

"It's not a gift, it's the candied fruit from my hometown," Shen Zhou said, "It's soaked with the ancient method, it's cleaner than the outside, and it has less sugar. I know you don't need anything, so I gave it to you to pass the time."

Lin Wanru was greedy and suffered from weight loss. When she heard the words "less sugar", her melancholy disappeared instantly.He took the candied fruit with his left hand, and wrapped his son-in-law's arm with his right hand: "You are still caring, much better than my brat, he will know how to get mad at me."

The speed at which the face changes is simply amazing.

Cheng Zhenzhen was speechless for a moment, feeling that Shen Zhou was more like Ms. Lin's son than him.

But Lin Wanru didn't really despise his son, how could he despise the handsome boy whom he had worked so hard to raise for 26 years.It was just because she was afraid that Shen Zhou would not get used to returning home for the first time, and the gift really won her heart, so she just took care of it.

The food in the back kitchen has already been prepared, just waiting for the children to come.The butler ordered the chef to prepare the dishes, and after a while, a table of home-cooked dishes was served.

Cheng's father—Cheng Yuanshan took out a bottle of red wine and said to Shen Zhou: "At this time last year, your mother and I were still worrying about our sincere marriage. I didn't expect our family to get together in just one year. Tomorrow doesn't matter. Is it okay? If not, let's have a drink, I'm happy."

Shen Zhou got up and poured wine for Cheng's father: "Okay, I'll accompany you until I get drunk or return."

"Hahaha, I just like Xiao Shen's character, stable and straightforward. I will give you my sincerity, and I will rest assured."

Cheng Zhenxin looked at the wine bottle silently.

If I remember correctly, it should have been taken home by my dad at a huge price two years ago.I actually took it out and drank it at home today.

Sure enough, I like it enough.

I don't know what panacea Shen Zhou gave those two.

Cheng Zhenzhen was full of resentment, but he always remembered his purpose, launched an offensive, and quietly pulled the corner of Shen Zhou's clothes under the table.

Shen Zhou just finished pouring wine for his father-in-law and mother-in-law, he paused, and turned slightly to Cheng Zhenxin.

Cheng Zhenxin lowered his voice and said in a gentle tone: "It's not good for your health, drink less."

Shen Zhou turned to Cheng's father: "Dad, I really care about you. I told you not to drink so much because it hurts your health."

"...Hiss," Cheng Zhenzhen was shocked, "Your ears are growing and your feet are on your chest? I, I am talking to—"

Seeing his reaction with a huge gap between before and after, Shen Zhou thought to himself: I guessed right.

Ever since Cheng Zhenxin took the initiative to add him on WeChat last night, he guessed that Cheng Zhenxin wanted to deal with "precognition" in a different way, and this method probably needed to start by pleasing him.

"with who?"

Shen Zhou raised his left eyebrow.

I'm talking to you, bro!

What does it have to do with my dad!

Cheng Zhenzhen roared like a tiger, but turned into a cat when he exited the door: "...Tell my parents...their heart and brain vessels are not very good, and the doctor told them to drink as little as possible."

Shen Zhou hooked his lips imperceptibly.

But the effect was good. Under the "concern" of his son, Cheng's father responded to the phrase "People are refreshed on happy occasions", and even Yintang was glowing red.

Lin Wanru was even more so, shaking off all the old embarrassing things about his son.

"When I was young, I loved to eat snacks. During pregnancy, the nutritionist would not allow me to eat this or that, which made me greedy for everything. One day, the nurse held a bag of sincere melon seeds and knocked them. At that time, my saliva flowed down. I swore After giving birth, you must eat sunflower seeds to enjoy yourself, this is the origin of the name Zhenzhen."

"Later, he grew up and became more and more mischievous. I couldn't control it. When I was angry, I lied to him that he was opened from a can of sincerity. Every time he talked about this, he would cry and ask me why other children have parents. Health, he can only open it, and he always holds a canning bottle when he has nothing to do, saying that he is going to run away from home..."

Shen Zhou leaned forward, listening with great interest.

"..." Cheng Zhenzhen's awkward jio claws were about to dig out the tenth floor of the basement, "Mom, don't talk about it."

"Okay, okay, I won't talk about it. I'll look for photos and send them to you. I really looked super good-looking when I was young, like a doll."

Shen Zhou smiled: "Okay."

Hearing their conversation, Cheng Zhen's mind flashed again.

He whispered: "Shen Zhou."

"Huh?" Shen Zhou turned his head.

Cheng Zhenzhen squinted his eyes and switched to the electric eye mode: "I am right in front of you, why don't you just look at me, what photo are you looking at!"

"Oh." Shen Zhou responded, and began to lean towards this side.

When drinking just now, Cheng Zhenzhen also had a drink with his father, and the reflex arc was much slower than before.

When he reacted, the moist, warm breath had already spread gently on his forehead, and the face that was much more mature than high school was magnified in front of his eyes.

Cheng Zhenxin's shoulders were numb, and he bounced away quickly like a ghost, and his face turned pale in shock: "Why are you so close to me?!"

Shen Zhou: "Look at you."

Cheng Zhenxin: "..."

What a fucking word.

Today's strategy Round 3: Cheng Zhenxin's blood volume -100%, counseling speed +100%.

The enemy is too strong, unfortunately our army was wiped out!

Seeing that the two children were making small movements frequently and seemed to have a good relationship, Cheng's parents and Cheng's mother were so happy that they chatted for a while.By the time the young couple went out, it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening.

In Bincheng autumn, the temperature difference between day and night is huge. Cheng Zhenxin shouted to Cheng's parents and Cheng's mother who were standing at the door: "No need to send them away, go back quickly."

Lin Wanru tightened her shawl tightly: "Next time, just wear a sweater, don't blame me for not letting you in!"

Although he doesn't rely on his face for food, Cheng Zhenxin's idol is so burdened that his neck is almost frozen, so he has to wave his hands smartly: "It's fleece, it's very warm. Go back to the house, I'm going to get in the car too." .”

After speaking, in order not to let his parents stand for too long, he hurried forward with his hands in his pockets.

In the end, after running two steps, he found that Shen Zhou, who was originally side by side with him, had gone ahead of him for some reason.

Tall boys are prone to hunchbacks with their chests in their chests, but Shen Zhou is not. His back is straight, like a pleasing telephone pole.

He did the same in high school.In order to attract attention, many boys make their school uniforms foolish.And his whole body was upright, without a single wrinkle, and he didn't find anything different, but he was inexplicably good-looking.

Later, the girls analyzed that even if they didn't look at the face, just looking at the forearm that Xia Tian rolled up his sleeves and exposed Shen Zhou was enough to crush other boys for tens of thousands of rounds.

The arms are thin but not thin, and there are faint tendons under the cold white complexion.The hands are even more unique, with slender fingers, obvious but not too protruding joints, young and powerful, which is the best material for people's imagination.

Someone once posted anonymously on the school forum: "If Shen Zhou's hand touches me, I'll definitely fucking cum on the spot!"

It must be some angry little 0, Cheng really thought.

He didn't think that Shen Zhou was handsome enough to make people cum on the spot.

It's not bad that he is tall, and it can help him block most of the wind.Cheng Zhenxin hid behind Shen Zhou, stepping on the long shadow and thinking wildly.

Immediately, he had an idea for the third time today - the autumn and the cold night seemed to be a good time to pretend to be weak.

In TV dramas, the protagonist often says that he is cold, and uses his own arm to secretly stick to the object.My family, who can stand it, and who the hell is not confused?

Yes, just do it!Just doing what he said, Cheng Zhenzhen's tail almost stood up in excitement, and he lowered his head and swooped forward.

In the end, before it could stick to someone's arm, it hit a hard object first.With coolness, and a touch of pines and cypresses.

"...you're walking well, why stop?" Cheng Zhenxin gripped his forehead and complained softly to Shen Zhou's back.

Shen Zhou turned around, raised the hand that was said to make people orgasm in place, and gently pressed the back of his hand against the back of his neck: "Is it cold?"

This man was tall, and his shadow almost covered Cheng Zhenxin's whole body, giving him the feeling of being...wrapped inside.Cheng Zhenxin was inexplicably short of breath: "Didn't you hear me when I said it's not cold? Take your stinky hands away and go!"

After finishing speaking, Cheng Zhenzhen didn't give Shen Zhou a chance to reply, so he patted off his hand and walked forward on his own.

Shen Zhou stood on the spot, looked at the figure from behind and suddenly got shorter as he walked.

His legs must have softened a bit.

Shen Zhou laughed silently.