Quick Wear: Give the Resentful Man a Home

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The two young men in white coats in the picture have completely different styles.

One was indifferent, while the other looked particularly sunny and cheerful, but I remember that when Zhun was talking, Duan Wu's gaze always stayed on his face obediently. He listened very seriously, with a visibly soft look in his eyes.

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In addition to those important social significances, there are also those quiet and unknown figures in the video.

And the people he likes.

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Duan Wu kept his promise and without any further delay, he explained the work arrangements clearly and wrote a note for leave.

A well-known model worker in the Second Hospital, he worked like a beast of burden. He hadn't had a rest for almost half a year. When the leader heard that he had a private matter, he approved it on the spot.

"It's rare to hear you say you have something personal to do. You want to go home? Is one day enough?"

"No," Duan Wu shook his head, "I'm accompanying my partner."

"Well, work and family are equally important, family...object!?"

"Just talking about it."

Zhao Sheng was really shocked. "You guys are so good at keeping secrets? There was no sign at all. It was too fast."

"If you like it, hurry up."

After watching Duan Wu leave the office, Zhao Sheng followed him and looked at him several times, then started gossiping on his phone.

[Fei Zi, Director Duan is in love? ]

[What nonsense are you talking about? Our Director Duan has long since gotten rid of vulgar tastes.]

When Zhao Sheng saw the reply from the other party, he instantly regained his mental balance.

Even Zhang Fei didn't know, so it's reasonable that he didn't know.

When Duan Wu returned home, there was a lot of crackling noises in the kitchen. I remembered clearly hearing him open the door, but he didn't come out.

Still angry.

He walked into the kitchen and hugged the person who was struggling with the spatula from behind. He buried his face in Xiangxiang's neck, which was covered with red marks and looked pitiful.

"Wife" the male voice is numb.

Jizhun was so shocked by the name that he twisted his body and said in a harsh voice, "What are you calling me!"

"Didn't you like me calling you that last night?" Duan Wu didn't let him break free. "You seemed very excited to hear that."

"I didn't."

"You like it." Duan Wu brushed the hair at his temples. "This morning is our most important regular meeting, and it happened to be our group's turn to host it. Otherwise, I wouldn't leave."

He knew that Jizhun had no sense of security. If he was wrong, he was wrong and there was no excuse.

Jizhun held the spatula and said magnanimously, "Of course work is important. I just said that in anger this morning."

He turned off the fire, turned around and kissed the cautious man on the lips, "You are particularly charming at two times,

"Work,"

"anything else?"

"..."

Jizhun whispered two overly provocative words in her ear, and then pretended not to have said anything, shoveled the cola chicken wings out of the pot, and placed them neatly on the plate.

He felt that he had become a bad person.

Learn Duan Wu's hypocritical way of acting, and pretend to be ignorant even though you know the truth.

After dinner, the two agreed to watch a video together, and as they watched, they went to the bedroom.

This time, Jizhun did not treat him as a "newbie" who knew nothing. Instead, he whispered in his ear in revenge, saying one dirty word after another, and in the end, he almost became familiar with him.

"You have quite a lot of little poems." Duan Wu praised him.

Jizhun bit his lip and said, "Who is like you? You have no interest and your skills are not good!"

It caused him so much pain that the swelling didn't go down even after applying medicine.

Duan Wu moved a little. "You prefer those who are boring and have poor skills."

I remember tears coming out of my eyes, and my stomach ached, but I still had to force myself to say, "You and I are both helping the poor."

"I wish you had half the strength of your mouth."

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After staying at Ji Zhun's house for nearly half a month, Duan Wu finally managed to persuade Ji Zhun to return home.

I don't know where the fear came from, but Ji Zhun seemed to be particularly averse to meeting his family.

"The explosion was deliberately carried out by someone for revenge. Their real purpose was to provoke my eldest brother and my father. So in order to protect me, they declared that I was no longer a member of the Duan family."

Duan Wu explained to him where the rumors on the Internet came from.

No wonder Duan Xi’s attitude last time didn’t seem like that of a disliked brother.

He clearly saw the light in Duan Xi's eyes, and he wished he could hold Duan Wu in his palm and protect him.

This idea was successfully verified after he arrived at the Duan family.

There is a family portrait hanging on the wall of the Duan family's living room. Duan Wu is held in the middle. In the picture, he looks only four or five years old. His parents and brother are surrounding the chubby little boy.

Before Duan Wu had finished changing his shoes, Old Man Duan came out of the elevator with a clanging sound, leaning on his crutches.

"Oh, my great son, he finally knows how to go home." The old man opened his arms and rushed towards Duan Wu, but was blocked by a ruthless man.

"My partner, Jizhun." Duan Wu put the slippers under Jizhun's feet.

Duan Liao had long heard from Duan Xi that his youngest son had fallen in love with a worldly lover, but unfortunately the person had not been brought back, so he did not dare to interfere easily.

Wow, this little brat is actually quite caring.

Duan Liao looked at Ji Zhun, and Ji Zhun also hid his straightforward gaze, but his attention was all on him.

If Duan Wu hadn't told him, he would never have been able to tell that he was a man who was almost eighty years old. Apart from the fact that his leg was injured when he was young and caused some inconvenience, he looked very strong otherwise.

"Welcome, welcome. I was wondering why some people look so smug." Duan Zhao also came over and nodded in a friendly manner.

There was no arrogance or scrutiny as I had imagined, nor was there any enthusiasm that would put people off. Everything was very natural, so natural that I felt as if I should be a part of it.

Although homosexuality is not mainstream, Duan Liao never gave the task of continuing the family line to Duan Wu.

Duan Zhao’s eldest son is already two years old. Since the birth of this little nephew, the pressure on Duan Xi and Duan Wu’s shoulders has immediately eased.

Duan Liao didn't understand young people's resistance to marriage, but he felt comfortable playing with his grandchildren from time to time, so he didn't have any unpleasantness with his two sons over this issue.

Especially Duan Wu, they owed him a lot and could only compensate him with the most patience and affection.

When Ji Zhun was asked about his future plans, he was stunned and looked at Duan Wu.

He had never thought about these things at all, or rather, coming to meet Duan Wu's family did not exist in his original plan.

He is serious.

Feeling this, Ji Zhun made an impulsive decision. He pinched Duan Wu's wrist nervously and said, "If Duan Wu wants to get married, I am willing to hold a wedding with him."

The certificate could not be obtained, and the special nature of Duan Wu's work meant that they could not leave here.

But, as long as his lover likes it, he is willing to give all the sense of ritual.