because i'm pretty

Yuan Zhiming got up and said goodbye when Brother Chen came in with the incubator in his arms.

The rough husband has his own kind of gentleness. He put the cut fruits under the warm air first, and then took out the delicate insulated lunch boxes one by one, and opened the soup bowl for Sister Dong to drink while it is hot.

Seeing him doing this, Yuan Zhiming thought to himself, maybe he wasn't unaware of his wife's plight, it's just that these were the only ways he could do it when Sister Dong closed herself off.

There are thousands of gestures of loving someone. Yuan Zhiming walked to the parking lot, bypassed the front of the car and ran directly to the driver's seat, opened the door, and gave Li Yikai an awkward hug, with his ribs on the steering wheel.

Li Yikai asked him if he was hungry, and Yuan Zhiming asked him if he was cold.

"It's not cold," Li Yikai patted him on the back through his jacket.

"Nonsense, your ears are cold." Yuan Zhiming pierced him, slammed the car door to stop him from blowing the air, ran over to the co-pilot from the other side, and rubbed his cold earlobes.

Li Yikai started the car: "Just now I was smoking with Feng Xin, he smoked one after another, I stood outside for a while to diffuse the smell."

Yuan Zhiming wrinkled his nose and sniffed, nodded in affirmation: "There is still a smell of smoke."

Li Yikai laughed, and asked again: "Did you have a good chat?"

"Well, I think it's useful," Yuan Zhiming said, "Sister Dong said she would seek psychological treatment."

"It's amazing, how did you do it?"

"I shared a secret, and let's be sincere." Yuan Zhiming said it very easily, and he felt the same in his heart.

Li Yikai asked curiously, "A secret that I don't even know?"

"You can also know," Yuan Zhiming squeezed his hand, "but let's eat first, I can tell you a bedtime story."

"You know?" Li Yikai asked suddenly.

"What? Know what?"

Li Yikai glanced at him, with a smile in the corner of his eyes: "You don't need to tell a story to coax me to sleep, I need an adult's way."

"Oh, drink," Yuan Zhiming pretended to be stupid on purpose.

They went back to Li Yikai's residence that night, because there were many fine wines that Yuan Zhiming had coveted for a long time in the wine cabinet.He chose a bottle of Bordeaux red wine, paired with the steak that Li Yikai personally fried, and He Yuan Zhiming personally ordered takeaway.

"This one has cream, don't touch it," Yuan Zhiming pushed another bowl, and drank the creamy mushroom soup himself.

Li Yikai didn't like it, and leaned over to taste it from the corner of his mouth: "It's all right."

Creamy, Li Yikai is even more greasy.Yuan Zhiming coughed and pushed him away, remembering that he still had business to do.

"I want to discuss something with you," he said, wiping his mouth.

Li Yikai lowered his head and cut the steak into small pieces, sprinkled with coarse sea salt: "Well, you say."

"You don't have to bear Hongda's mistakes this time." Yuan Zhiming looked at him and refused to accept the feeding: "Don't fool me, you promise me."

"Let's just think it's for Sister Dong... I thought about it again and again, but I still stick to my idea. Tens of thousands of dollars is not an unaffordable figure for her. Only by giving her this opportunity to make up for it will she no longer feel that she is being taken care of extra. , she can really let go."

"Eat, ancestor." Li Yikai held up the fork and his hands were sore: "I listen to you."

Yuan Zhiming opened his mouth, chewed the beef and asked vaguely: "Really?"

"Really, and I didn't intend to cover it up. It's just that I am responsible for mismanagement, so what I want is to let you two deeply review, and then I will pay for the compensation." Li Yikai explained in detail, "But now it seems , you are right, I agree with you."

Yuan Zhiming was happy and proud, and reached out to stroke Li Yikai's hair: "You are so cute."

Today's Li Yikai has a surprisingly good temper. He not only tolerates him being "no big or small", but also tolerates Yuan Zhiming lying on the bed in a sweater without taking a shower.

"But you can't just sleep like this, get up," Li Yikai said standing beside the bed.

Yuan Zhiming straightened his arms, held the phone motionless, and lazily said yes.

"I'm going to be popular." He was pulled to sit up by Li Yikai, but he still didn't move his position: "Look, the few people who recognized me today posted on Weibo, and many people commented on it."

"You are amazing", Li Yikai was so used to him that he couldn't move, so he simply sat on the edge of the bed, holding someone from behind and looking at the phone together.

"Why didn't Xue Ming hear from you about the progress? When will the contract be signed?"

Yuan Zhiming came out of the Internet world, wandered away for a while before remembering: "He seems to say this week?"

"But it's already Friday," Li Yikai reminded him.

"Yes", Yuan Zhiming leaned back: "Maybe you are too busy?"

"Hmm..." Li Yikai leaned his forehead on Yuan Zhiming's shoulder, his freshly washed hair was a little wet, and there were some water marks on his coat and hat.He stayed like this for a while: "I don't know, but I feel that there has been no news, and it's not quite right."

Yuan Zhiming is not so sensitive. Most of the time, people who engage in art are not very conceptual. Maybe it's just that Li Yikai pays too much attention to efficiency.

"I can ask next week, but it's not that you told me not to look too impatient," Yuan Zhiming said. "He wouldn't let me go, would he?"

"Of course not, you are the star of tomorrow." Li Yikai smiled, and didn't seem to take it too seriously: "Go take a shower."

Yuan Zhiming put down his phone, and turned his head expectantly at this moment: "Then after taking a shower...what to do?"

"Don't do anything", Li Yikai lay down and turned over, buried his head on the pillow, and complained: "Don't let me touch you, and even bite me."

"Why didn't I let you touch it..." Yuan Zhiming retorted in a low voice, quite aggrieved.

Both of them didn't agree on their positions, so of course they couldn't hit home plate.

And biting his lip——Yuan Zhiming didn't do it on purpose, it's because Li Yikai was holding him down to keep him from moving, and holding onto the door of his life to keep him from being happy...

Unable to recall anymore, Yuan Zhiming looked at Li Yikai's indifferent back angrily, and ran to the bathroom by himself.

Within a few days of being together, your boyfriend loses interest in you, which is very disturbing.When Yuan Zhiming secretly studied the same-sex knowledge for a few days and made various preparations in secret, he suddenly realized that Li Yikai didn't seem to have no interest in this matter, but that he was full of preoccupations.

The specific manifestation is that he did not go to exercise on weekends, nor did he cling to Yuan Zhiming to catch up on sleep, but was looking at something in front of the computer early in the morning.

Later, it was he who made an appointment with Zhou Xing. Although he reported the itinerary, he didn't intend to invite Yuan Zhiming to join him.

"Do you want to go back to draw? I'll see you off," Li Yikai said in his clothes.

Yuan Zhiming was inexplicably jealous, but it seemed very ungenerous. He sat on the sofa with potato chips in his arms, and pointed to the study room: "I want to bring the tools and draw here."

This is obviously in Li Yikai's forbidden zone, the paint used for painting will stain the floor, walls and furniture, leaving indelible marks, and there will be all kinds of strange smells... That's why Li Yikai voluntarily moved to Yuan Zhiming's dilapidated house.

He froze for a moment, a little embarrassed.

"It's fine." Yuan Zhiming put down the potato chips, went back to the bedroom to change clothes, and said, "I'll go back by myself, don't send me."

Li Yikai half leaned against the entrance, looked down at Yuan Zhiming's expression: "Unhappy?"

Yuan Zhiming rubbed his nose: "No, respect each other's living habits, I'm not unhappy."

Li Yikai didn't move, still staring at him like that.

"I didn't." Yuan Zhiming was so stared at him that he couldn't hold back, looked up at him, hesitated for a while before asking, "Are you just going to see Zhou Xing?"

Li Yikai smiled: "Otherwise? Do you think there will be someone else?"

Yuan Zhiming raised his chin slightly and turned his face: "If there is, there will be, so what?"

"Yeah, so what?" Li Yikai smiled and hugged him from behind: "How confident are you in chasing me to Qi Zhu?"

The confidence is still strong, but it always feels wrong.

Li Yikai explained that there was no Qi Research, and he just went to talk to Zhou Xing about his entrepreneurial work, afraid that Yuan Zhiming would be bored, and also afraid of delaying his hard-won weekend creation time.

"I'll pick you up for dinner tonight, okay?" He coaxed Yuan Zhiming.

Yuan Zhiming also felt that maybe he was thinking too much, but this feeling became stronger in the new week. Li Yikai arranged work step by step to prepare for the official opening of the mall upgrade.But I avoided meeting with customers, and did not repeatedly confirm and discuss details for details as before.

"Is this how the project will end up?" Yuan Zhiming asked him.

"Huh?" Li Yikai sat in the car and closed the door, and smiled when he heard the words: "Maybe, it's like before the exam. In fact, many things have been confirmed, so it's better to relax."

Yuan Zhiming thought for a while: "But I think you have something to do."

Li Yikai drove the car out, stopped and stopped on the road in the evening rush hour, Yuan Zhiming asked again: "No?"

"No," Li Yikai said, "Not yet."

Yuan Zhiming lowered his head and didn't ask any more questions, the carriage was silent for a while.

Li Yikai asked, "What about you? Have you contacted Xue Ming?"

"No", Yuan Zhiming remembered, and sullenly took out his mobile phone: "I'm asking now."

In the quiet tea room, the bells of Guqin sounded.

Xue Ming picked up the phone, listened to the other party's voice, and smiled on his face: "Yes, yes, I have been busy recently, and my legal team has changed a bit, but I put this matter at the forefront, and I can do it tomorrow." Make a contract."

He didn't know what he said again, his face darkened, and he looked at the steam on the table with some understanding: "Yeah, Yuan Zhiming is very good, if I didn't think so much about him, I wouldn't have signed a contract with him." When I was there, I helped him contact the exhibition and plan the media..."

"Alas..." Xue Ming sighed regretfully, got up and stood in front of the window, looked at the night outside and said, "But if you speak, I can only give in to love."

There was another burst of pleasantries and jokes.

Xue Ming smiled into the phone: "Then it's settled, Mr. Gu. I'll send the contract over tomorrow in person. You can't go back on your word."

"Well, Yuan Zhiming is there, I will tell him."

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Because of the Chinese New Year and overtime work, the update was a bit slow in the previous period, and I am trying to adjust the time!