domineering paranoid

, but Zheng Hao thought that last year he went home before the year before. If he also returned home this year, would it be too selfish to keep other colleagues?He found it difficult to make a choice.

Both of them had dry hair after taking a shower. Tang Song took out the remote control of the air conditioner and prepared to turn it on.Suddenly a hand appeared, slender and slender, and he pressed it on Tang Song's hand.Tang Song turned to look.

Zheng Hao shook his head at him, "This month's electricity bill has already been used up quite a lot."

"Ah, but..."

"I don't like the hot air conditioner!"

Tang Song's unconditional surrender was actually because he was afraid that he would be frozen so he wanted to open it.But forget it, after he threw away the remote control of the air conditioner in his hand, the hand pressing on his hand wanted to evacuate, but it was too late, Tang Song flipped his wrist and took advantage of the situation, then took him away.He hugged him into his arms, buried his head in his neck and took a deep breath, "Sure enough, cousin still likes human body air conditioners!"

Zheng Hao retorted, "Don't imagine that everyone is like you..."

The same thing, this is simply a multiple-choice question.

Tang Song hugged him and rolled into the double sofa beside him, and said suddenly. "You don't have to worry about the holiday arrangement of your bookstore."

"why?"

"I tell you this." Tang Song moved his arms, "If you go home before the holiday, I will go home with you and spend the holiday with your parents. But if you go home after the new year... Tang Song glanced casually at Zheng Hao who was listening to his analysis carefully, "You will spend this Spring Festival with me." After a pause, "Both sides are not at a loss, so there is nothing to be entangled with."

Zheng Hao kept that posture silent for a while, and suddenly, as if he had realized something important, he suddenly turned over from Tang Song's arms.Sitting cross-legged in front of him, he exclaimed emotionally, "Tang Song!"

Tang Song glanced at him a few times, followed his example, got up, sat cross-legged, and looked at him for a long time, "Cousin!"

"Tang Song!" Zheng Hao hugged him.

Tang Song grinned a big smile, winked at Zheng Hao, and said while pulling his clothes, "Don't just talk but don't practice, come, come, come, the spring night is short."

"Hey... um!" Zheng Hao was further harmed by the fox fairy.