It must be said that Yan Zhengting and Fang Yuan have a deep friendship.

That year, after Yan Zhengting was transferred back to Kyoto with his family, Fang Yuan was also transferred back not long after.

Originally, both families lived in the family compound, only two streets apart, which was considered very close. Recently, because Comrade Fang Yuan was promoted, a new house was arranged only ten meters away from Yan Zhengting's home.

When Fang Yuan heard the news, he was so happy that he told Yan Zhengting about it as soon as possible on his way home from get off work.

After Yan Zhengting learned about it, he did not show much reaction, but just responded lightly, "Yeah."

"Oh, no..." Faced with his friend's reaction, Fang Yuan felt that his enthusiasm had been dampened. He immediately said in dissatisfaction: "What's wrong with you? I, your brother, live closer to you. Are you unhappy?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhengting glanced at him and gave him a look of contempt, "How old are you this year?"

"..." Fang Yuan was choked by the question, and it took him two seconds to react, "No, what does this have to do with how old I am?"

Yan Zhengting didn't say anything. He gave him a look that asked him to be more mature, then turned and walked towards home.

Fang Yuan was left standing there, looking extremely angry. He chased after him, cursing...

After catching up with his bad friend Yan Zhengting, Fang Yuan patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Hey, hey, hey! Are you still going to do this, brother?"

"childish."

"..."

Forget it.

Fang Yuan took a deep breath and decided not to argue with him, otherwise he would only get mad at himself. So he got to the point, "I'm moving on Saturday, do you want to come and help?"

Finally, it was no longer a childish topic with no nutritional value. Yan Zhengting gave him a positive answer, "Come on."

"That's pretty much it."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Comrade Lao Fang was very happy. It seemed that they could still get along with this brother.

……

It was late at night, everything around was quiet, and the whole world seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

However, in the master bedroom of the Yan family, there was still spring in the air, and from time to time there was a creaking sound from the shaking bed.

The noise disappeared only when the moon hid behind the clouds.

After the storm subsided, Qian Yiman lay on the bed, so tired that she didn't want to move even a hair.

"I'll go get some water..."

Yan Zhengting kissed her on the forehead, put on his clothes, went to the bathroom, brought out a basin of warm water, and wiped both of their bodies.

After pouring the water, he immediately climbed onto the bed and hugged his sweet and soft wife, kissing her from time to time and whispering a few sweet words between husband and wife in her ear from time to time.

The main feature is that it is greasy and shameless.

The moon has been hiding in the clouds and may be due to his efforts.

Yan Zhengting reached out and turned off the main light, and the bedroom suddenly fell into darkness. Qian Yiman subconsciously leaned into his arms again.

Seeing this, Yan Zhengting tightened his arms around her until there was no gap between the two of them.

The serious and indifferent man at work is always doting and gentle in front of his wife, "Be good, go to bed early, I will make you something delicious tomorrow..."

Qian Yiman rubbed her head against his chest and said softly, "But I can't sleep..."

"Who was the one who kept complaining about being tired? Huh?"

"..."

"How about we ..."

"No, no, I'm sleeping, I'm sleeping..."

After saying that, Qian Yiman immediately closed her mouth and pretended to sleep.

Finally, I was pretending so much that I fell asleep without knowing when.

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