Oh my god! Why is the boss such a clingy person?

When Zhou Cheng came back, he saw Su Qingyan half-undressed and lying on the bed fiddling with his cell phone.

"Why do you go to bed without changing your clothes?" Zhou Cheng's mysophobia flared up again.

"Everything that touched the bed was taken off."

Su Qingyan raised his body, and the shirt he was wearing slid down again, revealing his smooth shoulders and curvy back. He bent his legs again, and his trousers fell to his ankles.

"So lazy?"

Zhou Cheng walked over, stripped him naked, and then hung up his clothes.

"I have to wait for you to take it off for me." Su Qingyan said with a smile, then threw the phone aside, hugged Zhou Cheng's neck and kissed his chin, "Your stubble grows really fast."

"I'll shave in the morning." Zhou Cheng was not in a good mood. He lay down on the bed, covered himself with the quilt and prepared to go to sleep.

He felt that his life was calm on the surface, but it had already withered and decayed inside, with a faint smell of death. After meeting Su Qingyan, although a lot of fresh water was added to his stagnant pool, if the fundamental problem was not solved, he would be assimilated sooner or later. What qualifications did he have to pull the blue dragon from the sky to settle here?

"What's wrong with you?" Su Qingyan asked Zhou Cheng when she saw that he looked depressed again.

"Xiao Su, what do you like about me?" Zhou Cheng looked up at Su Qingyan and asked the question again.

"What's wrong?" Su Qingyan felt that Zhou Cheng's intermittent emotional disorder had recurred.

"I'm much older than you, and I'm so busy with work that I don't have much time to accompany you. The situation at home is also a mess. I can't provide much emotional value, and the material conditions are incomparable. With your conditions, there is nothing you can't find. Why do you like me?" Zhou Cheng analyzed clearly.

"Are you crazy? Do you think you are just a vegetable, sold based on your appearance?" Su Qingyan pulled up his hand and shook it.

"The price-performance ratio is not high." Zhou Cheng muttered.

In fact, he never understood what Su Qingyan liked about him. It was probably because he had never met anyone like him in his circle, which made him feel very fresh. But once the novelty wore off, it would become a thing of the past.

"I'm attracted by your beauty. Isn't it enough that you're so handsome?" Su Qingyan pinched Zhou Cheng's cheek.

"I don't take any preservatives. Would you still like me to have a bald face like Li Yu in a few years?" Zhou Cheng pushed Su Qingyan's hand away.

"When will you change your loan anxiety? The king of internal friction."

"It's not that I'm internally strife-ridden, it's that I really..." Zhou Cheng thought about it for a moment, and finally said, "I really am not worthy of you."

Su Qingyan didn't expect him to say that. He always thought that he was the one being disliked.

"Help... You are usually very... Why are you suddenly so... inferior? Have you been possessed by another spirit?" Su Qingyan shook Zhou Cheng's shoulders vigorously, "No matter who you are, get off Zhou Cheng!"

"Stop it..." Zhou Cheng pushed Su Qingyan away helplessly.

"What are you worried about?" Su Qingyan became serious when he saw that he was still worried no matter how he tried to liven up the atmosphere.

"I'm afraid you'll find it troublesome and boring, and we'll separate in the future," Zhou Cheng said.

"Am I such a scumbag in your heart?" Su Qingyan sighed.

"It may be my problem. I want to maintain a long-term and stable relationship and don't want too many uncertainties." Zhou Cheng began to reflect on himself.

"To put it simply, you're dating with the intention of getting married?" Su Qingyan hit the nail on the head.

Zhou Cheng paused, then nodded.

"Then why did you break up with Xiao Han? Didn't you want to be together for life?" Su Qingyan asked after seeing him nod.

Zhou Cheng was silent again.

"Even after getting married, there are still so many divorces. This world is full of instabilities. Can you please stop being so stubborn?" Su Qingyan reached out and hugged him.

"I don't want to either..." Zhou Cheng replied in a muffled voice.

"Don't worry, this is what you can live on for the rest of your life." Su Qingyan gently tapped the wound on his back, "I've been trapped by you, and now you should be worried about me. You won't abandon me, will you?"

"What nonsense are you talking about." Zhou Cheng hugged him back.

"Why don't we go abroad to register?" Su Qingyan raised her head and looked at Zhou Cheng with bright eyes. "No, no, I haven't proposed yet."

"Your thoughts are too jumpy." Zhou Cheng patted his head.

"No, I have to get Old Su back. He keeps me tied up every day and my most important life events have been delayed." Su Qingyan raised his body to pick up the mobile phone that was thrown aside.

"Wait, wait." Zhou Cheng stopped him, "Have you forgotten that your father told you to be more cautious in doing things?"

"Okay." Su Qingyan sat down cross-legged. "Where should I take Auntie shopping tomorrow? What does she like?"

"No, let her go back tomorrow." Zhou Cheng felt it was embarrassing to talk about these things in his family.

"She came here by herself, such a long way, and you let her leave tomorrow?" Su Qingyan couldn't understand why Zhou Cheng was so hostile to his family.

"I know you've done all this for me," Zhou Cheng stretched out his hand and pulled Su Qingyan over, letting him lean on his arms, "but they are different from your parents. I will find a way to talk to them. It may take a little time. Can you wait for me?"

Su Qingyan felt really annoyed. After dating Zhou Cheng for a long time, she began to become as old-fashioned as him. Now, she even felt that hugging and chatting before going to bed made her feel more pleasurable than having sex.

The next morning, Aunt Liu had already prepared a large table of breakfast. When Zhou Cheng went downstairs to the dining room, he felt that the bowls of soup on the table were very strange, so he looked at Su Qingyan warily. Su Qingyan shrugged and told him that not all aunts in the family were keen on making the tonic soup.

They waited for a while but Cheng Muxi didn't come to the restaurant, so Zhou Cheng got up to look for her. After searching around, he still couldn't find her, so he called her and found out that she had already had breakfast and went to the greenhouse behind the villa with Aunt Liu.

"You also grow flowers?" Zhou Cheng asked Su Qingyan puzzledly.

"My mother grows them. Their greenhouse was full, so she put some of them here. She wants to see flowers all year round, but Mincheng is too cold in winter. Unlike Xinghai, where she can plant flowers directly in the yard, so she built these greenhouses." Su Qingyan explained.

"She also likes to grow flowers and plants. She told me before that when she first got married to my dad, because she liked to grow flowers, my grandmother said that if she fiddled with them every day, she would give birth to a daughter instead of a son." Zhou Cheng laughed self-deprecatingly after he finished speaking.

"Your family is so feudal..." Su Qingyan felt suffocated after hearing his words.

"My grandfather was a college student in that era. After graduation, he stayed in school to become a teacher, and my father inherited his legacy. When they got married, the school arranged for family members to work, so my mother stayed in college. So she would not rebel against her family and was willing to be an appendage."

Zhou Cheng poured Su Qingyan a cup of hot milk, then went to the refrigerator to get a new box of milk, poured it into the cup, and added a few ice cubes.

"When I was born, my whole family was very happy, and then my entire life was inevitably planned. So far, everything has gone according to the predetermined trajectory, except for getting married and having children." Zhou Cheng said this and drank the milk in one breath.

"Excuse me, is grandpa in good health and spirits now?" Su Qingyan felt that the root of Zhou Cheng's family problems was this old man.

"He's still alive." Zhou Cheng walked back and rubbed Su Qingyan's head. "Why? Do you want to capture him?"

"I also want to have such a great ability. I will study it." Su Qingyan replied seriously.

After breakfast, Su Qingyan took Zhou Cheng to the greenhouse. As soon as they opened the door, it seemed as if spring had arrived early. The moist air with the sweet fragrance of flowers blew in their faces, and colorful flowers competed with each other in splendor and were arranged in an orderly manner.

"This greenhouse is not big. If Auntie likes it, I'll take her to the greenhouse next door later." Su Qingyan picked a red rose and put it in Zhou Cheng's chest pocket.

"Don't pick them randomly," Zhou Cheng wanted to stop him, but Su Qingyan's hands were too fast.