The fate of burning the wrong coin

Looking into his eyes, he asked, "How is it?"

Su Xiaonan kicked the small stone on the sole of his foot and said, "Although I was strong when I was pregnant with you, I was always tired. Sometimes I was shopping in the supermarket alone, and I was lonely when I saw other people's homes full of happiness. Woolen cloth."

Su Xiaonan talked about all kinds of pregnancy with Mu Zhelan, but it was just a simple and ordinary sentence that made Mu Zhelan feel even more sorry. He sighed and looked at Su Xiaonan apologetically: "It's because I didn't think about it."

"What can you think about?" Su Xiaonan looked at him amusedly, "You will be in my stomach then, I don't ask you anything, as long as you don't make trouble."

"I'm not as rice worm as you said, am I?" Mu Zhelan looked at Su Xiaonan depressedly, and Su Xiaonan grinned, "What do you think? Hey, you didn't know that you changed your diaper back then—"

"Okay, you can't finish it!" Mu Zhelan couldn't bear it, the fact of being seen too early has always been a knot in his heart, but Su Xiaonan likes to tease him about it.Su Xiaonan didn't care about his embarrassment, and continued with a smile: "You are not only a rice bug, you are also a foodie, just that kind of milk powder in a bucket, sometimes you have a bucket a day, and you pull it after eating, I have to give it to you. Take a bath, that little body feels really good."

Su Xiaonan could not finish recalling the feeling that the pink and tender body seemed to be still in his arms. Mu Zhelan looked at him with a livid face for a while, and felt that he had no intention of stopping, snorted coldly, and said, "Don't worry." , you will see me later.”

"What?" Su Xiaonan was stunned for a moment, subconsciously asked back, and then he realized that his face was burning like a red cloud, he gritted his teeth and looked at Mu Zhelan, wishing he could kick his proud face.

"Shameless!"

"Everyone, each other!" Mu Zhelan fought back forcefully, how could he be considered shameless, if Su Xiaonan hadn't been talking non-stop, how could he have stood up and resisted?Where there is oppression, there is resistance. Does Teacher Su not understand this?

Along the way, the two of them chatted and laughed when they reached home, and when they entered the house, Su Xiaonan washed his hands and cooked, while Mu Zhelan turned on the TV and made a pot of tea comfortably, set the table and waited for the completion.

Su Xiaonan was not angry, he had long been used to Uncle Mu's laziness, he cooked a table of sumptuous meals quickly and skillfully, opened a bottle of wine and the two drank happily.

"Come on, let's celebrate going to school together!" Mu Zhelan raised his glass, Su Xiaonan gave him a sideways look, this guy is really a rascal.

After drinking the spicy wine in one gulp, Mu Zhelan looked at Su Xiaonan and felt warm in his heart.Going to school together, going home together, cooking together, this kind of simple home life used to be out of reach for him, ever since the general joined the army...

"What are you thinking?" Su Xiaonan shook his head and looked at Mu Zhelan, he was a little drunk, Mu Zhelan recovered and smiled at him, "I think you were an idiot when you went to the dormitory today."

"Hmph, you didn't scare me." Su Xiaonan yelled angrily, and just as she was talking, a wind blew outside the window, and the rain fell as soon as it said it. Su Xiaonan staggered up and ran to the balcony.

"Slow down, what are you in such a hurry for?"

Mu Zhelan looked at him amusedly, but Su Xiaonan didn't turn her head back, "It's over, it's over, my newly laundered clothes!"

"Wash it again when it's dirty."

Mu Zhelan said it easily, Su Xiaonan almost turned his head and gave him a kick, and hurried to the balcony, Su Xiaonan stood there looking at the neatly folded clothes beside the bed and scratched his head.

"Mu Zhelan!"

"what?"

Mu Zhelan lazily walked over to Su Xiaonan with a wine glass in his hand. Su Xiaonan pointed to the stack of clothes and looked at him with half-surprise and half-joy, "When did you become so human?"

"What are you talking about?" Mu Zhelan looked at Su Xiaonan in confusion, but Su Xiaonan ignored him, picked up the folded clothes, walked into the room, and finally gave him a happy look.

He really liked this simple little touch.

Monk Zhang Er, Mu Zhelan, couldn't figure it out. He stared at the majestic heavy rain outside for a while, then suddenly came back to his senses, put the wine glass in his hand on the side of the stage, walked quickly to the side of the railing and looked down.Could it be him?

48. Cohabitation Life ([-])

The scenery in the rain was as usual, under the shroud of mist, the flowers and plants were suppressed and could not stand upright. Mu Zhelan looked at it seriously, trying to find some clues.He hasn't touched the clothes, who else but Xiuran can make such caring for Su Xiaonan?It's just that since he came back, why didn't he show up?

The rain was still falling, Mu Zhelan walked back to the house in a daze, Su Xiaonan had already put away her clothes, and walked out with a smile on her face.

"You—why did you go?!"

Su Xiaonan's smile froze before it faded. He looked at Mu Zhelan's wet cheeks in surprise. Mu Zhelan looked up at him. His face was a little pale. The gloomy face.

"Are you a bit self-conscious about being a human being? Do you think you are still the ghost body made of diamond iron?"

Su Xiaonan complained and chattered, and was afraid that Mu Zhelan would catch a cold, so she hurried to the bathroom and took out the towel, pulled Mu Zhelan over like catching a chicken, and rubbed his hair vigorously with the towel.

"What are you doing with a stiff neck? Lower your head, I'll wipe your hair!"

Mu Zhelan's mind was a bit out of focus, she glanced at Su Xiaonan in a daze, then lowered her head obediently, Su Xiaonan rubbed Mu Zhelan's hair like rubbing her face to release her dissatisfaction, "Why are you so crazy?"

"Look at the rain scene." Mu Zhelan was distorted by Su Xiaonan's rubbing face and did not dare to say anything, Su Xiaonan was not stupid to hear the truth of these words, knowing that Mu Zhelan must have something to say, he sighed, The movements of the hands slowed down.However, her heart seemed to be pressed against a huge rock, no matter how hard she tried to move it, she couldn't move it away, it was stuck in her heart, and it suppressed Su Xiaonan's original good mood.

The two of them didn't speak any more, and if there seemed to be no gap in the air, until Su Xiaonan finished wiping Mu Zhelan's hair and held a towel to push it away, Mu Zhelan looked into Su Xiaonan's eyes and grabbed his hand, " You're angry?"

With a soft tone and warm eyes, Su Xiaonan couldn't help frowning: "What's wrong with you?"

"Didn't I say that you should enjoy the rain scene."

"I admire you big-headed ghost!"

"Don't talk nonsense, you are not afraid that there will be big-headed ghosts looking for you at night? Let me think about it, there are quite a few big-headed ghosts, hanged, strangled, and—"

"I see you as a nuisance!"

The two were talking and arguing, Mu Zhelan pretended not to care and observed Su Xiaonan's expression from the corner of his eye, seeing that he was no longer asking her why, she breathed a sigh of relief.He is not good at lying, if Su Xiaonan really smells it, he doesn't know how to answer it.And Su Xiaonan also tacitly stopped asking, after all, there are not many such warm times, and he didn't want to spoil his romantic time because of Mu Zhelan's innocent convulsions.

"Drink some wine?"

Su Xiaonan looked at Mu Zhelan's wet hair and asked, Mu Zhelan smiled, "Okay, just warm up."

"But drinking like this is not interesting?" Su Xiaonan's eyes flashed a sly light, and Mu Zhelan looked at him helplessly, "Then how do you want to drink?"

"Let's play chess. If you lose, you will be punished with a cup."

"it is good."

What did Master Mu climb, play chess?Su Xiaonan was almost on the point of the gun, Su Xiaonan didn't know where he was when he finished chess.

After setting up the chess set, Su Xiaonan cut some fruit from the kitchen, made a salad, took a cucumber and brought it out. He looked at Mu Zhelan with a smile, "You can't play around, I'm willing to admit defeat!"

"Hey, so confident? It seems that the technique is good." Mu Zhelan looked at Su Xiaonan provocatively. Su Xiaonan waved his hand and admitted honestly: "Of course, I was the first in our school's competition before!"

"Really?" Mu Zhelan looked at Su Xiaonan suspiciously, is this the first head?

"Of course, what kind of eyes do you have? Don't look down on people." Su Xiaonan was very angry at Mu Zhelan's contemptuous eyes, and finally decided to speak with strength.

When it came to the fifth round, Su Xiaonan lay down on the table with his eyes blurred from drinking, his tongue was so big.

"you you……"

"Hey." Mu Zhelan sighed, and licked her lips, "Why can't you give me a chance to lose? You are still number one like this? By the way, where are you number one?"

"Class, class..." Even though he drank too much, Su Xiaonan still stood up and defended his dignity. Mu Zhelan patted his head, it seemed that he really drank too much.

"Don't look down on me, there are four people in my class plus me!"

"Then?"

Mu Zhelan knew that he was a little drunk, so it was rare for him to ask patiently.

"We have a few draws and tied for first place!"

"..."

After a while of tossing, Mu Zhelan lifted Su Xiaonan up and threw him on the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed, smiled at Su Xiaonan who was pouting and sleeping like a child, raised his hand, and stroked his hair.

Listening to the rain, fighting wine, chatting... It's not the romance you imagined, but it's like this sake, lingering in your heart, and it won't fade away.

*******

Ever since losing in the chess game that day, Su Xiaonan always felt a little offended and wondered where to get it back.

And the comfortable college life has less intrigue in the workplace, and more indifference and tranquility.

Because he was bored, Su Xiaonan picked up the discarded drawing board again, and when it was sunny, he would wear a casual outfit, mingling among the students lazily, drawing something casually.

Small bridges, flowing water, and people.

Looking at the characters in the painting, Su Xiaonan always feels that he is really a master contemporary painter buried in reality.

"How about painting elementary school landscape paintings again?"

Mu Zhelan doesn't know where she came from