Pretending to be husband and wife

On the second day, Zhong Yang got up very early, just in time to go shopping with his mother.There is rarely such a leisurely time between their mother and son, and this time they can just enjoy some family happiness.

Hua Yan seemed to have fully integrated into his family. After Zhong Yang and Li Yan came back from buying vegetables, he and Zhong Yang's father Zhong Zhao went to the kitchen to exchange cooking skills with each other. The result was a good tomato fried meal. The eggs were made into charcoal-fried black charcoal cubes, and it was Zhong Yang's mother who took over in the end so that they could have a delicious meal.

"The kitchen killer is talking about you." Zhong Yang said jokingly during lunch, Hua Yan pouted, indicating that he was not much better.

"You don't order takeaway every day, do you?" As a mother, I know my son's cooking skills like a mirror. From Huayan's cooking this time, it can be seen that the two of them are very similar. Li Yan really I was a little worried, "It's fine to eat those takeaways once in a while, and you won't be afraid of ruining your body if you eat them every day."

"No, at least I can cook some noodles and rice next time, okay?" Zhong Yang explained, "Besides, if it's really not possible, don't you have a company cafeteria?"

"It's time to learn how to cook more. If it doesn't work, hire a part-time worker to cook for you during meal time." Li Yan said.

"No need, Mom, we seldom eat at home. If there is a need, I will invite you." Zhong Yang hurriedly comforted his mother. He has always been like a lone wolf who has lived alone for a long time. In his own territory, Huayan lived in because the two already had a physical relationship, but he didn't want others to step in and trample this extremely quiet place.

"Do whatever you want, don't ruin your body and it will be too late to regret it." After talking, Li Yan no longer tried to persuade her, as she was an adult and she knew it in her heart.

"Okay, okay, let's eat, you mother and son, the ancestors said that you can't eat or sleep!" Zhong Zhao said loudly, his body has been recuperated a lot these days, and I am very grateful for this Hua Yan extended a helping hand, but now that the young man is already a couple with his own son, it is naturally difficult for him to say polite words and keep a distance.No matter what, the world is impermanent, and he hopes that his son will be happy and as he wishes.

In the end, the meal was finished happily. Hua Yan wanted to express himself in front of Zhong Yang's parents, so he cleaned up the dishes and washed the dishes by himself. Zhong Yang was afraid that he would drop the dishes and bowls, so he also Clean up the dishes with him.

Sure enough, Hua Yan didn't do this kind of thing at first glance, and accidentally smashed the dishes on the ground while washing the dishes.Li Yan was afraid that the two of them would be cut off by Broken Porcelain, so she hurried to find the voice.

"A Yang, you said that you should be more careful when you are an adult. Even if you don't know how to cook, you have to learn how to wash dishes, right?" Seeing her son's clumsy movements like a penguin just learning to walk, Li Yan sighed deeply. With a sigh of relief, he said that he hated iron for not being able to make steel.

"He fell." Zhong Yang pointed at Huayan standing beside him with an extremely innocent expression.

"Sorry, Auntie, I—" Hua Yan was about to express her apology, but was immediately interrupted by Li Yan.

"It's okay Xiaohua, Suisui is safe. If you feel that washing is not smooth, you can leave it to Zhong Yang. This kid should exercise more."

The corner of Zhong Yang's mouth twitched. He knew that his mother would definitely not say anything if it was a Huayan banquet, but the speed of this change of words was comparable to the speed of a satellite changing orbit, and it seemed to show that his mother was treating him and Huayan. The double-standard attitude of the two people at the feast is really...

Most importantly, Hua Yan responded with a happy face——

"Okay, auntie, then I'll chat with you." As he said that, he and Li Yan walked out of the kitchen together, one after the other, and before leaving, he gave him an unclear look. Zhong Yang just wanted to throw the porcelain dish in his hand on the opponent's extremely thick skin.

The door of the kitchen was wide open, so Zhong Yang could occasionally hear the laughter of his parents and Hua Yan in the living room, and looking at his own hands soaked in foam, Zhong Yang felt that he should not be standing here at this moment, Instead, it should be in the underground garage.

After tidying up the leftovers after the meal, Zhong Yang felt that his waist was sore from keeping the bent posture for a long time.Out of the kitchen and into the living room, only Hua Yan was sitting on the sofa playing with the remote control panel, but his parents were nowhere to be seen.

"Have my parents gone for a lunch break?" Zhong Yang asked.

"Auntie and uncle said they want to go for a walk to digest food." Hua Yan replied, watching Zhong Yang slowly move over while supporting his waist, with a smile on his brows and eyes, "Is your waist sore?"

"Why don't you try it." Zhong Yang rolled his eyes and sat next to the other party, his posture distorted and paralyzed into a ball.

"Won't this pose really make you more uncomfortable?"

Looking at Zhong Yang's lazy appearance, Hua Yan couldn't help but put on a soft smile.

"But it's comfortable." Zhong Yang took the remote control from the other party's hand and found a random station, which was playing a dog-blood drama at [-] o'clock. In short, he was free and had nothing to do, so it was right to pass the time.

The above is the story of the heroine who did not pay in return and was tortured physically and mentally. After Zhong Yang watched it, he suddenly laughed out loud: "If I were this woman, then I would definitely not make that man feel better." , if they cannot live together, they will die together.”

"It's not worth ruining one's life for a scumbag." Hua Yan propped his chin and said, "If you want me to say, you should find a way to find out the scumbag's handle, so that he will never become a puddle of mud that can't support the wall." , and you are still as free as the wind is incomparably excellent, this is the deepest blow."

"So, isn't physical pain more cruel than killing the heart?"

"That's right." Hua Yan squinted his eyes and said meaningfully, "Killing people is nothing more than punishing one's heart."

"Haha." Zhong Yang gave a dry laugh and said nothing more.

"Let's not mention that, of course I can't be the protagonist in this bloody plot, and you certainly aren't either." Sensing that Zhong Yang was in a different mood, Hua Yan suppressed his casual smile and said sincerely.

"Haven't you heard that reality is more bloody than the plots in film and television dramas?" Zhong Yang also looked at the other party, but his eyes were as calm as water.

"We can't be brothers, can we?" Hua Yan stretched out his hand to caress Zhong Yang's hair, smoothing the hair again and again, "In short, no matter how bloody the reality is, I will always be by your side."

"That would be the best." Zhong Yang sighed softly, all the rest of his emotions were buried in this soft sigh.

[The author has something to say: Master Hua who is a master of smooth hair]