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The two families quickly sat down at the same table, and the meal was enjoyed by the guests and hosts. By the end of the meal, the four parents had already called each other by relatives and relatives.

Zong Jin and Qiao Yin walked behind with their fingers intertwined and saw this scene, the curve of the corners of their mouths never dropped. Zong Jin even laughed so hard that he leaned into Qiao Yin's ear to discuss with him: "Should we move?"

Qiao Yin stared at him without any deterrent force: "You are not serious."

"Am I very old?" Zong Jin raised his eyebrows, narrowing his eyes slightly and said dangerously, "I feel that it is even more necessary to prove myself. You can move to my place tomorrow, and I will help you clean up."

Qiao Yin laughed at him: "There is nothing to show courteousness to, either adultery or robbery."

Zong Jin clenched his hand and accepted all the jokes, and smiled slightly facing the front, but admitted in a less serious way: "I'm just here for trickery."

Qiao Yin blushed: "I can't tell you, you old rascal."

Zong Jin laughed heartily, and the joyful laughter drifted with the wind in the bright night, and the elongated shadows were closely connected.

The next day Zong Jin actively came to the door early in the morning, and dug Qiao Yin, who was still sleepy, from the bed and stuffed him into the bathroom, urging him to wash up and clean himself up, looking impatient, as if the person who was about to move was He is not Qiao Yin.

Qiao Yin shook his head and smiled resignedly, cleaned up quickly, walked to the restaurant without changing his clothes, Zong Jin had already put the breakfast he bought by the way on the table, and called him over.

Qiao Yin thought about packing up a bunch of things later, but he didn't have any idea at all, so he felt a dull pain in his head, and he didn't even have the appetite to open his belly to eat breakfast.

"What's the matter? Still sleepy?" Zong Jin noticed his strangeness, raised his eyelids and asked.

Qiao Yinsheng pouted helplessly, and wailed: "I don't want to move and pack up. There are so many things, and I don't know where to start. Let me choose to give up the treatment!"

"Why don't I move here." Zong Jin thought about it and said, maybe he would not be used to letting Qiao Yin leave the familiar environment, so he was hesitant every time he talked about moving. The problem of recognition, as well as his own problems, he didn't think about it before.

Qiao Yin just complained casually, but he didn't expect Zong Jin to have such an idea. He quickly shook his head and said, "I'm just chanting a few words, and I'll move after breakfast."

"You don't have to force yourself. It's the same when I move here. Isn't the purpose just to live together? As long as we can live together, we can live anywhere." Zong Jin comforted him, "I didn't force you to move to my place, We are equal."

Qiao Yin smiled and rubbed the palm of his hand that was touching his head and said: "Of course not! How can it be the same everywhere I live? I don't have a big balcony here, and I can't feel comfortable without you! And my study is small. , your computer has no place to put it, and it will be inconvenient to broadcast live at that time."

Afraid of Zong Jin's guilt, he deliberately raised his tone and said, "Of course, I will definitely suffer a loss when I move, so I will trouble you to help clean up later!"

Zong Jin looked at his sunny little face with a smile and couldn't help pinching it, not to mention that he asked for it, even if he didn't say anything, he couldn't bear to tire him, which was more distressing than tiring himself.

"Okay, I'll clean up, you just wait by the side."

Qiao Yin agreed in a pretty way, as if he had made a lot of money, but he couldn't be really indifferent when he cleaned it up, so he still helped to clean it up diligently.

In fact, there are not as many things as expected. This apartment is not rented by Qiao Yin, but bought by him. There are all kinds of things, but there is no need to take them away. Who knows, maybe one day Just come back.

What I really want to take away is some clothes, which I need to wear this season, and the winter clothes can be used after a while and come back to get them.As well as daily skin care products that have a shelf life requirement, in the end there are computer hand-painted boards and other eating guys left. It is estimated that three large cardboard boxes will not be able to fill them here and there.

The two had a clear division of labor. Qiao Yin went to pack his clothes and daily necessities, and Zong Jin helped him clean up the study.

Zong Jin often fiddled with his live broadcast equipment, and he was already very experienced in disassembling and assembling the computer. He quickly put the computer into a cardboard box, along with various accessories, as well as the necessary board and small printer for Qiao Yin's work.

But after looking around on the table, he couldn't find the pressure-sensitive pen equipped with the board. Zong Jin was afraid that Qiao Yin would misplace it, so he opened the drawer to see if he had received it.

As a result, he unpreparedly opened the first drawer on the left, but he didn't find the pen, but he discovered Qiao Yin's secret.

There is a whole drawer full of photos about him.

Although Zong Jin doesn't often take part in events, but every time an event is played, there are still a lot of official fans' photos. In addition, occasionally he himself will send some selfies at the request of fans, and send a hundred photos. It's all less.

At the moment, Qiao Yin's drawer is filled with all kinds of photos, which may be more complete than he knows.

These photos are divided into three stacks, the least are selfies posted by himself, the most are fan feedback pictures that participated in the event, and the remaining stack is live screenshots, spoof emoticons, and fan pictures drawn by fans.

Zong Jin picked up his stack of selfies and flipped through them one by one. He didn't know that he had posted so many selfies, except for the public ones on Weibo, and private ones to Qiao Yin.

Looking at each one again is a novel experience, did Qiao Yin secretly collect so many?

This feeling of being cherished made him feel satisfied.

"Mr. Zong, I forgot to tell you to bring those books about painting on the table with you!" Qiao Yin arrived before he could hear him, and when he turned into the door and saw Zong Jin's movements, he almost staggered.

Zong Jin didn't dodge or dodge, but patted the other palm lightly with the photo in his hand, one after another, just like hitting Qiao Yin's heart, which resonated strongly with the violent heartbeat, damn it, He forgot to lock the drawer!

When Zong Jin saw these photos, he was so proud that his tail went up to the sky!

Sure enough, before Qiao Yin figured out how to deal with this matter, Zong Jin procrastinated and said to him with a half-smile, "Qiao Qiao, look at what I just discovered? In your study, when did you hide it?" I don't even know what a fool."

He was standing by the window, with the curtains drawn and dancing with the wind, his figure bathed in the sun was slender and tall, covered with a soft filter effect, like a male god in an idol drama.

If you ignore the corners of his mouth that can't be restrained from rising, and the water in his eyes is as bright as the light containing fragments of stars.

This is obviously the big boy next door who wants to be good when he gets a bargain, with a sly and mischievous smile, as if he has done something bad and succeeded, so childish and cute.

Qiao Yin immediately understood what was said in the novel, why the smiling young men in white shirts scattered in the youth can never be forgotten.

Zong Jin may not be a boy anymore, but when he saw him, he could only think of that boy who lived in everyone's heart, who had been away for half his life and returned still as a boy.

"No hiding." Qiao Yin walked over firmly and looked up at him, "Because I can't hide it, it's right in front of you."

Who can be indifferent to eyes that can't hide their love for you, who can refuse a bright and innocent smile, Zong Jin can't, originally he was just joking to tease Qiao Yin's mind, but now he suddenly softened, so soft that it was a mess.

He supported Qiao Yin's head with one hand, and slowly lowered his head.

No one closed their eyes and no one hid, their eyes met each other, and their lips stuck together slowly like that, and then gradually deepened.

Zong Jin bit Qiao Yin's lip lightly, and Qiao Yin subconsciously opened his mouth, allowing him to sneak in and pry open his tightly closed teeth, and danced with his uvula.

Until the truce, Zong Jin was still reluctant to let go, pecking each other from time to time, and asking, "Did you do anything without telling me?"

Qiao Yin subconsciously nodded in a dizzy state, then quickly shook his head and panted, "No, no more."

But he was so guilty in his heart that he thought to himself that when he went to Zong Jin's place, he would immediately encrypt and re-encrypt the computer, so that Zong Jin would never find out the pictures he drew based on Zong Jin.

Zong Jin didn't know what he was thinking. Seeing him nodding and shaking his head, and stuttering, he thought it was because he was hypoxic and his brain was not clear, so he didn't think much about it.

The matter was uncovered without any risk, and they picked it up high and put it down gently. The two of them hurriedly packed all the things they wanted to bring into the cardboard boxes. Zong Jin made two trips and moved them to the car downstairs. Qiao Yin only carried his suitcase.

The furniture was not covered up, Qiao Yin felt that it was impossible for him not to come back when the furniture was dusted, and he still had to come over to clean it occasionally.

Zong Jin also said: "We come here to stay for two days every now and then, do you think it looks like we are going on vacation?"

"Are you on vacation at the hotel?" Qiao Yin looked at him, "One-day trip to the hotel, without going out, you can also order takeaway for food and drink, just sleep in a new place."

Zong Jin seemed to have just realized that there is such a way of vacation, raised his eyebrows and said: "It sounds good, maybe we can try it, in addition to not going out, we don't have to get out of bed."

"I found that you have changed. You were not the Zong Zong you used to be. You used to be so serious and aloof and abstinent." Qiao Yin looked at him with a heartbroken face, "Now, you speak yellow accents at every turn, and your mind is full of strange things. , who are you? Quickly return the original Zong Zong to me!"

"I am me, a different fireworks after evolution." Zong Jin put the things in the trunk and back seat, took his hand to open the car door for him, and stuffed the person into the co-pilot.

Qiao Yin said coldly, "Oh, are there fireworks to celebrate my housewarming?"

"It seems reasonable to say that." Zong Jin nodded and said, "Then it's for your moving, I didn't think of it before."

Qiao Yin: "What should I do if I want to move back when I just moved out?"

"Don't even think about it when you're in the thief's car." Zong Jin fastened the seat belt on him, then started the car and left the community, "What do you want to eat later? Go out to eat or go home? Celebrate your housewarming."

Qiao Yin chose without hesitation: "I want to eat something made by you."

"Okay." Zong Jin turned to the nearest supermarket after going on the road. The two went shopping for a while, and finally returned to Zong Jin's apartment before getting tired.

The moment Zong Jin opened the door, he opened his arms and said, "Welcome to your new home!"

Qiao Yin rushed forward with a whimper.

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Zong Jin: If we live together tomorrow, tomorrow will be tomorrow. I am not a big pig