Lang Yangyang: "Yes! Let's find a place to sit! ”

Zhuang Shuo: "What? ”

Lang Yangyang: "Find a place to sit!" ”

Between the two of them shouting and talking, Wang Zhijun was already squeezing forward, taking Lang Yangyang's hand and going to the front to find a seat.

Wang Zhijun found a familiar way to find the manager and booked a seat, and the three of them followed the manager, the bar is called FirPlay, the store is as its name, from the decoration to the atmosphere is very hot.

At a distance of ten meters from the booth, Zhuang Shuo was touched by no less than ten chest muscles.

He frowned and sat down on the couch with dignity.

Lang Yangyang leaned into his ear and asked him, "What's wrong?" ”

Zhuang Shuo can only say that it's nothing, and he can't say that I'm dirty.

Wine and snacks soon came up, Wang Zhijun was well versed in the way of the bar, ordered a kind of wine that can put a salute, as soon as the salute was fired, someone came around, Wang Zhijun picked and picked among the people who came over, and there was no fierce man who looked at him.

"It's boring." Wang Zhijun sat down.

Lang Yangyang moved over and comforted him: "Why don't you go dancing, the one you danced last time was pretty good." ”

Wang Zhijun snorted: "It was all the dance of three years ago, I forgot it." ”

"So what to jump now?"

"I've been learning a little bit about Waccking lately."

Lang Yangyang didn't want him to be unhappy, so he said, "Then you go and jump, I'll record a video for you." ”

Wang Zhijun was just about to speak, when he caught a glimpse of two men in crop tops sitting next to Zhuang Shuo, and hurriedly patted Lang Yangyang's legs: "Look at your husband." ”

Lang Yangyang turned his head to look over, Zhuang Shuo just stood up and said righteously: "I'm sorry, I don't drink!" ”

"Drink some juice then? We'll invite you to play. One of the boys' hands was about to touch Zhuang Shuo's legs.

"Please respect yourself! I'm married. Zhuang Shuo said.

Lang Yangyang felt funny and thought he was so miserable, got up and stepped over before Zhuang Shuo was eaten tofu, and grabbed Zhuang Shuo's wrist: "Husband, come and sit here." ”

The two of them saw Lang Yangyang calling her husband, and they were not interested, so they twisted their waists and left.

Zhuang Shuo looked at Lang Yangyang with a sad face: "Thank you." ”

Lang Yangyang asked him to sit next to him and eat fruit.

Zhuang Shuo didn't want to sweep Wang Zhijun's excitement, but he planned to endure it, he patted Lang Yangyang's hand: "If you want to play, go there, I'll wait for you here." ”

"We're leaving, you're going to be eaten." Wang Zhijun laughed.

There are no suitable dishes, plus I have seen the plain and happy lives of Lang Yangyang and Zhuang Shuo in the past two days, and now looking at this group of demons and dancing people, my heart is a little empty.

"Yangyang, I'm hungry, let's go have supper." Wang Zhijun said.

Just half an hour after entering the bar and buying so much wine, Lang Yangyang and Zhuang Shuo thought they were going to play until midnight.

Lang Yangyang said okay, and secretly told Zhuang Shuo to let him go to settle the bill, Wang Zhijun knew what the two of them were talking about at a glance, he came over to hold Lang Yangyang's arm, "I've settled the bill, let's go." ”

On this half-hour gay bar tour, only the bar manager is Meizizi.

The moment he walked out of the bar, Zhuang Shuo breathed a sigh of relief, Lang Yangyang and Wang Zhijun looked at him with a relieved look, and laughed together secretly.

"Yangyang, where to find such a husband."

"Blind date."

Wang Zhijun laughed, "Then I'm going to visit your second aunt tomorrow." ”

The supper culture in Changxi City is prevalent, and the streets are still brightly lit at two o'clock in the middle of the night, especially after the weather is hot, set up a folding table on the side of the road, grill fish or charcoal-grilled small tofu and meat, step on two cases of beer, and go home only when you are full of food and drink.

Lang Yangyang and Zhuang Shuo are usually not people who like to go out for supper, first, they have work when they get up early, and secondly, they really don't like to get drunk.

A stall where barbecue meat and tofu was chosen, and the three of them sat down to eat and chat.

Wang Zhijun poured a glass of beer, and before he could say something colorful, his mobile phone rang, and he picked it up and looked at it, his face was not very good.

"Hello? Chief editor. Well, what's wrong? Car accident? Hainan, what about Kiki and Xiaojuan? Okay, I got it, I'm going early tomorrow morning. ”

Hanging up the phone, he grimaced.

"What's wrong?" Lang Yangyang wrapped a piece of meat and handed it to Wang Zhijun.

Wang Zhijun: "I'm going to fly to Hainan early tomorrow morning to do a film festival red carpet interview for a colleague who was in a car accident. ”

"In such a hurry?"

"Well, everyone has something, and only I'm on vacation to get through it."

Lang Yangyang nodded, reassuring a few words, Zhuang Shuo also said: "Come back when you have time, you can go to play in the water when the weather is hot in summer." ”

Wang Zhijun's mood doesn't seem to be very beautiful, and it's not just because the holiday has been interrupted.

Early the next morning, Lang Yangyang and Zhuang Shuo sent him to catch a plane, and when the work came, he had to go there to make preparations first.

Wang Zhijun put the gifts for them in the car, and now that the suitcase was empty, he hugged Lang Yangyang goodbye, and smiled reluctantly after letting go.

"Forget it, it is said that there is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed."

Lang Yangyang patted him on the arm: "Then why don't you meet in life?" ”

Wang Zhijun smiled, "Yangyang, I'm really happy for you." ”

Lang Yangyang took the initiative to hug him: "There is a chance to come again." ”

Wang Zhijun's face with heavy makeup smiled wickedly: "I will definitely come again." By the way, the gift must be used, if you don't understand, call me. ”

"What the hell is it, so mysterious."

"Give you old antique enlightened things." Wang Zhijun gave him a wink, twisted his ass and turned around in the urging broadcast at the airport: "Bye-bye!" ”

On the way back, Zhuang Shuo was a little remorseful, "You should have prepared special products in advance and let him bring them back." ”

Lang Yangyang smiled: "It's okay, he has to go to work, and it's inconvenient to take it with him." ”

"But the mind should be in place, and we have no regrets if we do it." Zhuang Shuo said casually.

The sky is getting brighter, there is no one on the way back from the airport, and the wind blowing in through the cracks in the windows is fresh and cool.

Lang Yangyang turned his head to look at Zhuang Shuo, the edge of the contour of his side face had a faint halo of early morning sunlight, and his steel-like face, which was as resolute as steel on weekdays, looked very gentle now.

Lang Yangyang smiled lightly and turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window.

"I'm going to go to the TV station next week to record a show, and those three days should be very busy, and the store is estimated to rely on Xiaowen."

"How is she now?" Zhuang Shuo asked.

Lang Yangyang: "The basic dessert is doing well, let's go to the basic one in those days, and the bread will be suspended for three days." ”

Zhuang Shuo, "Do you have time tomorrow?" Go to the farm and play. ”

Lang Yangyang: "Is it okay in the afternoon?" In the past few days, I want to seize the time to practice scratching, and I will definitely use it in the competition. ”

"The afternoon is enough, I'll put the previous piece of ......" Zhuang Shuo didn't finish speaking, the phone rang, he glanced at the phone on the stand, it was a new email.

Zhuang Shuo's eyes lit up: "Hurry up and help me read the email." ”

Lang Yangyang said okay, picked it up and clicked on the new message, and smiled when he went in: "The invitation letter of the Agricultural Fair requires you to fill in the information." ”

“yes!!” Zhuang Shuo clenched his fist with one hand, "You can go this year!" Thank you, Yangyang, it's all your credit! ”

Lang smiled: "I'm just icing on the cake." By the way, what did you just want to say? ”

Zhuang Shuo: "I re-ploughed the previous vanilla field, and bought all kinds of vanilla seeds for you to plant herbs to play with." ”

"Really?" Lang Yangyang turned around excitedly and leaned over: "Is it the one next to the dormitory?" ”

Zhuang Shuo nodded and added: "Yes, there are about four acres of land, and when the sowing is over, I will fence it off to prevent cattle and sheep from approaching, and it will grow in the second half of the year." ”

The car stopped at the intersection, and Zhuang Shuo also turned his head to look at Lang Yangyang.

Lang Yangyang pursed his lips and smiled, and excitedly stepped forward to kiss his face, "Thank you, husband!" ”

Zhuang Shuo: "What do you call me?" ”

In the past two days, Wang Zhijun has always been "your husband" and "your husband" in front of Lang Yangyang, and Lang Yangyang was unconsciously affected.

But he could see that Zhuang Shuo was very happy to hear him call him husband.

Neither of them is a very outgoing person, not only emotional, but also quite well-behaved and routine at that time.

Sometimes it feels like something is missing.

Lang Yangyang smiled, why not do the things that he wanted to make the other party happy? If he is always waiting for Zhuang Shuo to take the initiative, he will also be tired.

His eyes were crooked, although he was still a little embarrassed, he still looked at Zhuang Shuo and said, "Husband." ”

Chapter 38

In a hurry, I finally prepared all the bread before the door opened, and when the customer came to buy the croissant, he sighed, "It's still hot!" ”

Youyou was cleaning the coffee machine, and Lang Yangyang handed the receipt to the frequent customer: "It's a little late today." ”

"By the way, can you leave me a taro towel roll today? A whole. The customer said, and took out his phone to show the payment code.

Lang Yang smiled: "Yes, it's good to pay when you come over to get it." ”

The girl smiled: "Okay, thank you, I'll pick it up after work and send it to my sister who is in boarding school." ”

Now there is no one in line, and Lang Yangyang unconsciously chats with her.

"Is that my sister who came with you last weekend?"

"Yes, yes, she likes to eat this so much, but unfortunately she can only go home once a month."

"It's so hard for children to study now."

"Yes, then thank you boss, I'll go first."

"Bye-bye."

Lang Yangyang watched her stride away with a brown paper bag, and when she went out, the pleated dress was blown up by the spring breeze, and the sun hit her shoulders.