This night's toss ended in Zheng Yuan's shameless teasing and Wei Yujie's infinite fried hair, of course, Zheng Yuan only asked for it once, considering Wei Yujie's feelings. But Wei Yujie felt so tired that he was going to die, why was Zheng Yuan's physical fitness so good, and he was so far behind?

After a cloud and rain, Wei Yujie looked at Zheng Yuan on his body and smiled evilly, if he hadn't experienced it so personally, it would be hard for Wei Yujie to imagine that a dignified president of the Zheng family could follow him to his dilapidated small apartment like this.

Wei Yujie even thought that even if he really changed the door lock, it was estimated that Zheng Yuan would open it, and the door of his own house could only be said to be a gentleman and not a villain.

This time, Zheng Yuan seemed to be in a good mood, carried Wei Yujie to the bathroom, and then helped clean up. The warm water in the bathroom made Wei Yujie feel that the fatigue on his body seemed to have been reduced a lot, and when Zheng Yuan saw that his eyes gradually turned from normal to flames, Wei Yujie directly dispelled him.

"Get out, I'll wash myself." Wei Yujie stepped back in the bathtub, intending to use the last time he slapped the water in the bathtub again, but Zheng Yuan stopped his wanton hand and said,

"Yusuke, I'm hungry." It was already late after coming out of the company, and after arriving at Wei Yujie's apartment, it was a toss-up, how could Zheng Yuan not be hungry, how long could a lunch last? Not to mention that it's already late.

"I'm not hungry, I'm going to get my own food." Wei Yujie said that he was about to pour water on Zheng Yuan's body, obviously saying that he would rest by himself today, but he was still approached by others, who would be happy?

It's strange that Zheng Yuan went out very cooperatively, and then he could hear the sound of clanging in the kitchen, could it be that someone like Zheng Yuan could cook? Wei Yusuke thought to himself while taking a bath. After a while, when he came out, he saw Zheng Yuan busy in the kitchen.

This kind of Zheng Yuan has never been seen by Wei Yujie, and he seems to be quite skilled. Wei Yujie wiped his hair while watching Zheng Yuan wearing an apron.

His side face is very good-looking, it is the kind of perfect as if it was carved out of a knife, tall and burly, usually combed back hair, because of the toss just now and a little messy, but also added a bit of a homely feeling, slender fingers seem to be in addition to business office, like now this meal also has a different flavor.

"What? Fall in love with me? Zheng Yuan didn't even raise his head, just lowered his head to deal with the thing in his hand and said.

"I'm trying to see how well you cook." Wei Yujie threw aside the towel that dried his hair, and continued,

"Be careful, the landlord's kitchenware is also very old, and you have to accompany you if it is broken, and the bed was tossed loose by you just now, and you will pay for it then." Wei Yujie found that he seemed to have learned this kind of bargaining with Zheng Yuan, such as the nonsensical asking price now, which was impossible before.

"Go and set the dishes and chopsticks, and learn to take care of your husband in the future, you know? It's tiring for me to earn money outside every day. Zheng Yuan said as if he was a real family after putting the dishes in hand out of the pot.

Wei Yujie was stunned at first, he didn't expect him to be so cheeky. But after thinking about it for so long, I was tired, and my stomach was a little hungry, and besides, the dish looked pretty good, so...

Obediently went to set the dishes and chopsticks.

Zheng Yuan looked at the back of Wei Yujie taking something to the living room to set the dishes and chopsticks, and suddenly found that the relationship between himself and Wei Yujie seemed to be closer, a little not like the relationship between lovers and creditors, but like a real couple.

Happy at the same time, but also a little worried...

Wei Yujie was very surprised, Zheng Yuan's craftsmanship can be so good, although it is just simple rice and tomatoes and eggs, but it is not difficult to see that Zheng Yuan is not the kind of boy who "does not touch the spring water with ten fingers", maybe the taste is very good, and unconsciously, Wei Yujie actually wiped out a bowl of rice.

In the future, if any girl really follows Zheng Yuan, it may also be the blessing of that girl, after all, she is handsome, has a good figure, is so capable and can do housework, this is undoubtedly the object that girls like.

In this way, Wei Yujie thought while eating, and when he drank the water on the side, he realized that he was thinking about something that was not on the side?

Of course, Zheng Yuan also dined with Wei Yujie, but he spent most of his time watching Wei Yujie, and it turned out that this little boy was like a greedy cat when he ate, so focused.

"It tastes pretty good, isn't it?" Zheng Yuan looked at Wei Yujie's eyes very gently. Zheng Yuan can cook, this will be done at a very early age, because in the early years, his parents were busy with work, and he couldn't get used to eating what the nanny cooked, so he simply learned to cook by himself, and over time he would be able to.

But even after Zheng Yuan joined the work, he didn't have much contact, and today Zheng Yuan was also on a whim, seeing that Wei Yujie was eating very well, Zheng Yuan knew that his craftsmanship had not regressed.

“… It's okay. Wei Yujie wanted to say something to discourage Zheng Yuan's enthusiasm, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that there was no need to go against the facts, because it was really delicious.

After dinner, Wei Yujie consciously took the initiative to wash the dishes, and Zheng Yuan was like the owner of the room, directly turned on the TV and adjusted the radio station with the remote control at will, so that the two of them felt like a family.

One room, two people, a humble apartment, these all seem so plain, but to outsiders it seems to be a harmonious couple.

When Wei Yujie was washing dishes in the kitchen, he couldn't help but glance into the living room, and he couldn't help but think:

It's so late, do you still want to stay here and sleep?

As soon as he thought of his poor little bed, Wei Yujie sweated.

"I see that you have brushed these two bowls for a long time, and if they are broken, I will not pay for them." Zheng Yuan lit a cigarette and said with one arm propped up at the door of Wei Yujie's kitchen.

When Wei Yujie heard Zheng Yuan say this, he shook his hand, and realized that he seemed to have really brushed these two bowls for a while, and if he continued to brush them for a while, he would really brush them.

"You, don't smoke in the house." Although Wei Yusuke doesn't sing in the bar every day now, he doesn't want to treat his voice badly because the other party smokes.

…？

Zheng Yuan was slightly stunned for a moment, then extinguished the cigarette he had just taken two puffs of, and then went behind Wei Yujie, lowered his head on Bai Nen's neck, and took a hard puff.

"Listen to you."

Zheng Yuanyi's mouth made Wei Yujie very uncomfortable, so he turned around and asked dissatisfiedly,

"Why aren't you leaving?"

"How can there be a saying that you are leaving?" Zheng Yuan said with an innocent face, and then added,

"Why don't you go back to the villa with me?"

Isn't this still the same meaning, after making trouble for a long time, Zheng Yuan didn't want to leave him at all tonight.

At night, Wei Yujie finally didn't take Zheng Yuan's laipi away. The night was very late, but Zheng Yuan didn't sleep so peacefully, and by the moonlight outside the window, he saw Wei Yujie sleeping on his arm so quietly, of course, he asked Wei Yujie to sleep like this.

At this distance, at this angle, as long as Zheng Yuan lowered his head, he could kiss Wei Yujie's cheek. Zheng Yuan traced Wei Yujie's delicate and beautiful face lines with his hands, and finally brought him closer, and couldn't help but drop a kiss on Wei Yujie's forehead.

When the lips came into contact with Wei Yujie's skin, it was as if there was an electric current flowing through the whole body in an instant.

"Yusuke..."Zheng Yuan's kiss shifted from his forehead to Wei Yusuke's cherry red lips, but it was very light, he was afraid that Wei Yujie would wake up, and his big hand brushed the mark on Wei Yujie's neck when he was washing dishes in the kitchen just now, Zheng Yuan found that he seemed to be more and more inseparable from this little boy.

The warm, smooth skin made Zheng Yuan a little uncontrollable, and just as his hand continued to roam towards Wei Yusuke's body disobediently, he found that he couldn't do it.

Isn't this an "addiction"?

The relationship between them is only between the creditor and the repayment of the debt, after a hundred days, no one knows anyone, if it is just this contract, it will not make Zheng Yuan upset, but because of Master Zheng's forced marriage to Zheng Yuan.

I have to say that he doesn't like Yao Lianxue, and the relationship that happened was just a kind of show.

Zheng Yuan turned over and got out of bed, put on his clothes and went to the balcony, it was already the night after night, and the air had become a lot colder, he felt that such cold air could make his mind clearer and more rational, looking at the smoke rings that had just been spit out in the air, and looking back at Wei Yujie who was sleeping soundly on the bed, Zheng Yuan always felt that the days of such an Ansheng would soon be over.

Wei Yujie has never dreamed of spring, but last night he dreamed of Zheng Yuan in a dream, bronzed skin, tall and strong figure, knife-like facial features, and an evil smile on his body...

And then I'm still very cooperative, or very cooperative.

Ah, how can you put it like that. Pool?

After Wei Yujie woke up, when he felt the temperature in the quilt next to him, he knew that Zheng Yuan had just left, but as long as he recalled the dream just now, he felt how could this be?

Is this dream really self-made?

【Show】Inside the bar.

"I heard that you ordered that Song Huai of the Tiangang Society to be beaten quite hard, right?" Teng Mingzhi put down the wine glass, and then leaned back at a comfortable angle to lean on the back of the sofa.

For such news, Teng Mingzhi is quite interested.

"Is that kind of rat also a member of the Tiangang Society?" Zheng Yuan replied with his head down.

"Don't tell me you don't know, Song Huai is managed by Yao Yuhan, so he is usually quite low-key, to talk about it, Song Huai is still Yao Yuhan's distant relative, it is estimated that the relationship between Song Huai and Yao Yuhan is not even known to his daughter." Teng Mingzhi's face was less smiling.

"I hope that he, Yao Yuhan, can use this introduction to let his daughter dissociate herself from me." Zheng Yuan had a nonchalant expression.