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Rong Yuheng was forced to finish, not realizing that the air in the small dining room had fallen into stagnation.

Wen Zezhen looked down at him, his eyes faint...

"The **** is not cocked enough?" Wen Zezheng's hand slid down Rong Yuheng's back collar and grabbed his neck. He gently rubbed his thumb against the side of his neck twice, which seemed meaningful.

"This drunk speaking truthfully is quite surprising."

Rong Yuheng only heard the "surprise", and when he heard the words, he half-squinted at Wen Zezhen and smiled "Kekeke".

"I will also create more small surprises for the owner~"

"..." Wen Zexang choked.

He took the person off the dinner table, and Rong Yuheng stuck it softly on him like a piece of jelly, and the hair of his head was still buried in his shoulders and rubbed back and forth.

With a move of Wen Zezhen's throat, he put his hand on Rong Yuheng's back waist, where the arc of the collapse was just enough to hold one hand.

Wen Zezhen thought that when the two were playing "Su Yi", such a waist was covered under Rong Yuheng's wide robe. The waist was tight, and a beautiful arc was drawn.

He wanted to hug him a long time ago, and he wore a costume directly.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but his heart burst, he pressed the person into his arms, lowered his head, his lips were almost close to Rong Yuheng's auricle, "Cub cub, when are we going to play role-playing in ancient costumes?"

Rong Yuheng's spirits lifted up, "Cosplay in ancient costumes? I can do it now!" After he finished speaking, he pushed Wen Zezong away, and waved his hand, "Xiao Zongzi, take a shower and change clothes with her family--"

"..." Wen Zezong's fantasies were instantly shattered.

He can't play this kind of role.

Pushing the nonsense drunk hamster into the bedroom, Wen Zezhen closed the door with his backhand.

There was a "click". The room was quiet for two seconds. Although Rong Yuheng was drunk, the instinct of the little animal made him feel a little bit of crisis.

He hung on Wen Zezhen, twisted his head to look at the bedroom door, "Why is it locked...?"

Wen Zizhen's dry lips pursed, "Working behind closed doors."

Rong Yuheng was confused, "What car?"

Wen Zezhen looked at him deeply, "Luxury Lincoln lengthened."

Upon hearing this, Rong Yuheng opened a new channel very subjectively, "You want to change careers?"

After he finished speaking, he leaned forward happily, as if he had found the value of his own existence, "If you want to enter the auto industry, I have a brother in the road to help~"

Wen Zexuan's lips were slightly incited, "I am not..."

Rong Yuheng interrupted his rebuttal with a "Oh-" again, "Aren't you planning to do a massage for the blind? It's quite extensive! Kekekekeke~"

Wen Zizhang almost didn't realize where the "massage" stem came from. He thought for a while before he remembered what happened after a certain knockout match.

Then he fell silent...Why did the memory in Rong Yuheng's mind become so early after he was drunk?

Also, where does the setting of "blind" come from?

It was late at this moment, and Wen Zezhen choked speechlessly for a moment, then urged Rong Yuheng to take a bath.

"I brought you the change of clothes. Do you want to use the shower or the bathtub?"

Rong Yuheng raised his head, "What shower does a real man use! I want to use a bathtub, take a bubble bath!"

Wen Zezhen almost wanted to touch his palm to praise: Then you are really a man.

…

Wen Zezhen pushed the demented hamster into the bathroom, then rolled up his sleeves and filled the bathtub with water, "Do you wash it yourself or I help you?"

He actually wants to help people wash. Although it is difficult to predict the future development in Rong Yuheng's state, the fun of brushing hamsters will not be reduced by this.

Rong Yuheng looked at the wall and watched Wen Zezong put the bath water, the rising water vapor gradually wrapped around the bathtub, and the heat could be felt one meter away.

He smacked his lips, "No, I want to wash it myself."

Wen Zezheng took a moment to test the temperature of the water, and then whispered, "I'll help you. What if you slide down?"

Rong Yuheng sang happily, "I can't die, la la la~"

Wen Zezong, "..."

He was sent out of the bathroom door amid Rong Yuheng's singing. The sound of closing the door "clams", appearing cold and ruthless in the quiet room.

The sound of water faintly sounded from the bathroom behind it, mixed with Rong Yuheng's "La La La" tune, shattering Wen Zexuan's last faint illusion.

Rong Yuheng's "bubble bath" lasted an hour, and when he came out, Wen Zezong almost fell asleep by the head of the bed.

Wen Zezong is really tired today. When he half-squinted his eyes, his mind was still automatically looking back on the course of this day, as if showing the revolving lantern of life:

He got up early in the morning to steam and cook the wheat, drove two hours to G City, and then began a day of diligent farming. Then he drove back to City C and changed his clothes and rolled up his sleeves to cook at home.

When he had dinner, he had to pour wine for the two ancestors and watch their magnificent singing and dancing performances... It was not until the two of them stopped cooking one after another that Wen Zezong was able to catch his breath.

So when Rong Yuheng refused to "bristle" him, he did not force it. One is because Rong Yuheng is still drunk, and the other is because he is indeed a little weak...

When Rong Yuheng came out of the bathroom, he saw Wen Zezhen leaning on the bed with a tired expression.

In fact, Rong Yuheng was half awake after taking a bath. Although his consciousness was still a little erratic, he at least knew what he was doing.

Of course, I remember very clearly what I did.

Rong Yuheng rubbed it in shame and poked his owner, "I'm done."

Wen Zezheng said "um", yet he didn't realize that his hamster's sanity had gradually become clearer... He raised his hand and rubbed Rong Yuheng's face, "You sleep first, I'll take a bath."

Rong Yuheng thought for two seconds, "Do you want me to wash it for you?"

Wen Zezhen woke up in a moment.

He looked at Rong Yuheng, his eyes condensed slightly, "...how do you wash me?"

Rong Yuheng said tentatively, "Use a real man to take a bubble bath?"

"..." After two seconds, Wen Zezong closed his eyes again, and his brows gradually condensed, "No, I will use the sprinkler to wash myself."

"..."

Wen Zezhen would take a bath much faster than Rong Yuheng, and it only took more than twenty minutes. When he came out of the bathroom wiping his hair, Rong Yuheng was shrinking on the bed and dreaming dazedly.

Wen Zexuan walked over and tucked the quilt. Rong Yuheng's eyes opened a gap, "Have you finished washing?"

Wen Zezhen said, "Wake you up? You go to sleep."

Rong Yuheng squeezed into the bed, leaving half the space, "Then you come up by yourself in a while."

Wen Zexun stunned for a moment, "I still..." He paused in the middle of speaking.

He originally wanted to say that he should sleep on the ground, and then he reacted again-no, they are all dating, why did he sleep in separate beds? Moreover, Rong Yuheng is awake at the moment, he said "sleep together", that is from his original intention.

Rong Yuheng rubbed his eyes and asked him, "What are you still?"

Wen Zeleng's mouth opened, and then he sang softly, "I'm the same boy from the past, and I haven't changed a bit~"

The motion of Rong Yuheng rubbing his eyes suddenly stopped.

For a moment, he looked complicated and said, "Your changes are still quite big."

Wen Zezong, "..."

Soon, the two lay side by side on the bed. Wen Zezhen raised his hand to turn off the bedside lamp. With a click, the bedroom fell into darkness.

This is the first time that the two of them have "shared the bed together" in a normal state.

Wen Zezheng had imagined countless times before and sleep in the same bed with Rong Yuheng, he was even a little worried-would he be too frightened to control his little hamster?

However, the reality is: both of them are too sleepy at this time.

This "no" is really about the same as the "no".

In order to prevent Rong Yuheng from falling off the bed, Wen Zezhen deliberately squeezed the latter to the inside of the bed, then put an arm up and half-wrapped him, "Cab, good night."

Rong Yuheng rubbed Wen Zezhen's arms, muttering, "Owner, bend..."

Wen Zizhang thought in a daze: Isn't it just bent?

…

It was three o'clock in the morning, and it was quiet at night.

Rong Yuheng on the bed suddenly moved.

He was wrapped around and retracted toward the end of the bed, and the quilt on Wen Zezong was pulled vigorously, gradually leaving his original position...

Wen Zezheng is still dreaming at the moment.

In his dream, he was washing the air conditioner and drying the quilt at Rong Yuheng's house. Suddenly, the sky outside became overcast, and the cold wind blew over, making Wen Zezhen tremble with the cold.

Before he could return to the house to take shelter from the wind, he saw a hot air balloon floating outside the balcony. Wen Qin was sitting on the hot air balloon and waving towards this side, "Baby, go around the world with Ma Ma!"

Then, a little hamster slammed out from under Wen Zezhen's feet, hopped onto the hot air balloon, and tilted his chubby **** towards Wen Zezhen.

Wen Zezhen was anxious, and he didn't care about the cold, so he hurried to catch up with him, "Rong Rong, don't go!"

The little hamster shook the fur on his **** on the hot air balloon, "Your **** is not upright enough! I want to travel the world with Ma Ma, looking for a real man with an upside-down ass!"

In a few words, the hot air balloon has been flying farther and farther.

Wen Zezhen turned his head and ran downstairs, driving his Lexus RX to catch up with the hot air balloon. As he drove, he stuck his head out of the car window towards the hot air balloon in the sky for the opportunity, "Rongrong, I can practice! You don't fly so fast, okay?"

Rong Yuheng gave a warm reminder on the hot air balloon, "Owner, you can't catch up with the hot air balloon when you drive the Lexus RX. Would you like me to introduce you to the brother from the car dealership and change it to a luxurious Lincoln?"

...

brush! Wen Zezhen woke up in a moment.

When he woke up, there was a ray of sky light out the window, about six or seven o'clock in the morning. Wen Zezhen looked sideways and saw that most of the quilt on his body had been wrapped up, and the culprit was hanging at the end of the bed, like a cicada pupa...

Wen Zezhen: No wonder it's so cold.

He sat up helplessly, dragged the crumbling "Cicada Pupa" back to the bed, and simply got up and steamed the wheat.

When Rong Yuheng woke up, it was bright. He glanced at the time-eight forty. The next half of the bed was already empty, so he quickly got up, washed a bit and pushed the door out.

As soon as I left the house, I happened to see Wen Zhongyun coming out from the next room yawning. Although the wines of these two people are hard to say, their memory is equally good, and they remember the experience of being drunk last night.

Rong Yuheng held his small face shyly, "Uncle, early..."

Wen Zhongyun was equally shy, "Oh, early..."

The two of them walked into the kitchen together and saw Wen Zezheng steaming wheat for them with his back facing the door, and the dim morning light came in through the window, and the latter's back was broad and solid.

Wen Zhongyun took the opportunity to whisper to Rong Yuheng, "Zezhen is pragmatic, simple, and knows how to live. He never likes to fix those fancy things, and he never compares with anyone. You will find that he will live a good life after staying with him for a long time! "

Rong Yuheng pounded his head like garlic, "I know I know~"

Wen Zhongyun rubbed his hair with relief.

Wen Zezhen steamed the siu mai, put it on a plate, turned around and served it on the table. He greeted the two people at the door to sit down, "Are you up? Do you feel a headache?"

Consciously making Wen Zezong feel a headache, the old and the young shook their heads quickly, "No, no..."

Wen Zezhen said, "That's good."

The three of them ate and burned the wheat for a while. In the silence, Wen Zezhen suddenly said, "Rong Rong, you said yesterday that you had a friend from a car dealer?"

Rong Yuheng looked up, "Well, what's the matter?"

Wen Zezheng's mind was full of the "nightmare" of last night, he put down the siu mai when he heard the words, and solemnly said, "I want to change the car."

Rong Yuheng and Wen Zhongyun were taken aback at the same time.

Rong Yuheng wondered, "What car do you want to change?"

In order to conceal his guilty conscience, Wen Zezhen immediately put out a rich and powerful frame, "I want to change to a luxurious Lincoln to lengthen it!"

Wen Zhongyun & Rong Yuheng, "..."

Wen Zhongyun's words five minutes ago seemed to be echoing in their ears:

"Zezhen is pragmatic, simple, and knows how to live. He never likes to assemble those bells and whistles, and he never compares with anyone. You will find that after you stay with him for a long time, he is very good at living!"

The author has something to say: Wen Zezheng (trembling): What kind of nightmare is this!

Rong Yuheng (shaking his head): The owner is indeed not the boy he used to be.