wife is too sweet

After arriving home, Yu Yang was washing oranges in the kitchen and preparing to cut the fruit for everyone to eat. Zhou Rong waved her hand when she saw the situation: "I'll do it."

Yu Yang said, "It's easy to cut fruit."

Zhou Rong took out the juicer from the cabinet and pushed him aside: "I'm not talking about you, Yang Yang, be careful."

"What's wrong?" Yu Yang was puzzled, "Squeeze the juice? No need for it—" In addition to cleaning the machine, you also need to filter the pulp, otherwise the taste will be rough. If you add water, you need to add some white sugar to taste.

After peeling off the peel, the orange was divided into seven or eight pieces. The flesh was bright and crystal clear. Zhou Rong was very patient: "Xiaoqi likes to drink fruit juice, don't you know?"

Yu Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "No way, Mom, you're making your own decisions."

Zhou Rong smiled mysteriously: "I guess."

"Cut—" "Xiao Qi likes to drink soy milk, and he can drink as much as he pours every time."

Zhou Rong threw orange slices into the juicer, added water, closed the lid, and just pressed the button, the motor 'hummed' straight, smashing the pulp at high speed and violently, "I guess he likes juiced products."

Hearing what his mother said, Yu Yang immediately realized, "It seems to be true."

The last time I had breakfast at the base was the same. Zheng Xi drank a whole cup of soy milk in one go. I have to admit that ginger is still old and spicy, and these details can be noticed by my mother.

Zhou Rong quietly complacent: "Bring me a sugar bag."

"Oh," Yu Yang turned around and opened the cupboard door, and took out something, but his mother said, "Come on, pour it yourself."

Although he didn't know what mother meant, Yu Yang still poured out the sugar slowly.

"Less, less, add a little more, hey! Just a little bit, too much—" After filtering the juice, Yu Yang took a sip in advance, and the sweetness was just right.

"Really?" Zhou Rong quickly cleaned up the kitchen countertops, and the orange peels fell into the trash can. She turned on the faucet and said while washing her hands, "It's the same in life. If you don't take the initiative, it won't be sweet enough. If you take the initiative, you will lose it."

After finishing speaking, she turned off the tap and scratched Yu Yang's nose, "Learn a little bit!"

Yu Yang thinks his mother is amazing, she has many weird life philosophies.

Soon, her mother's conjecture was immediately verified—Zheng Qi drank two glasses of juice, and seemed to be in a very happy mood, and she didn't feel restrained at all when watching TV with her parents.

While washing up, Yu Yang was still thinking that there were no personal items of Zheng Xi in the shopping bag, but today it was Zheng Xi who paid the bill.

Regarding this point, my parents had already told Yu Yang that even if the Yu family had helped the Zheng family, they should not deprive Zheng Qi of the right to give.

Mutual respect and devotion can create a balanced relationship between husband and wife.

The weather is getting hotter, and thick quilts should be put away. My mother has been worried about the humidity in the house, so she put the quilts on the top shelf of the closet.

Recently, Dad's flower and bird shop is being renovated, and the triangular ladder has been taken out for use.

The top cabinet is so high, Yu Yang tried several times, but couldn't throw the quilt into it.

"Let me do it."

Zheng Qi said.

Yu Yang said, "See if the height is enough."

"Sure enough."

Zheng Qi was able to touch the door of the cupboard with just enough hands, he raised his finger towards Yu Yang, "Give me the things."

The quilt was huge. Zheng Qi held the quilt as if it was very easy, and then pushed it lightly, and more than half of the entire dust bag went in.

At this time, Yu Yang felt that it was good to be married, he didn’t have to worry about many things by himself, and someone shared them together. Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a ‘crack’ sound, something was ringing——the door of the cabinet was not closed tightly, and he pressed it hard. It will bounce back if you live.

"What's wrong?" Yu Yang turned his head to look.

Zheng Qi tiptoed and touched it with his hand, "There's something inside, it's resisting."

He tried again, but the cabinet still couldn't close tightly, the obstacle should be in the inner position, "Is there a stool?"

"Yes!" Yu Yang immediately moved the stool of the dressing table, sat on the edge of the bed and watched Zheng Qi put things away.

It’s okay if you don’t look at it. From Yu Yang’s angle, you can just see Zheng Xi’s back. Every time he raises his arm, the sweater will run up. Yu Yang can see Zheng Xi’s lower back—a tight back with a wheat complexion. , The curve of the waist fossa is clear.

Up that curve, what is it...

Yu Yang couldn't imagine, the body is more honest than the brain, he got up, stood behind Zheng Qi as if nothing had happened, and asked: "Is it easy to let go?"

Zheng Xi was standing on the stool, with one hand resting on the door of the cupboard, and the other hand was struggling to grab something—terrible!The clothes shrunk up, Zheng Xi's lower back was exposed to the air, Yu Yang's heart was beating 'thud-thump', and he said out of nowhere: "Stand still."

After finishing speaking, his hand leaned over, unexpectedly Zheng Qi turned around suddenly: "There is an electric fan inside."

Yu Yang withdrew his hand in a 'swish', "Oh," he blinked again to hide his panic: "Is it easy to hold it?"

"It's easy to take," Zheng Qi looked at the cabinet seriously, and it was dark inside: "It's coming out soon, you can pick it up."

"Ok."

Yu Yang readily agreed.

But the fan seemed to be stuck in the corner, and it didn't come out for a long time. There was a "hissing" sound, and the carton made a tearing sound. Yu Yang could only imagine Zheng Xi's back, and his hands naturally stroked it. When he touched it, it was very slippery. , very tight: "Let me help you—" Before he could finish speaking, Zheng Qi staggered and almost fell straight down. The cardboard box was hanging in the air with the word 'Beautiful' printed on it, and the atmosphere was like a fan. The box was as strange as it could be—a big hole was cut out, like a flying cap blown away by a strong wind, and the earflaps went up and down.

Zheng Qi coughed dryly and said, "I'm ticklish."

Adhering to the principle of 'as long as I am not embarrassed, others are the ones who are embarrassed', Yu Yang raised his face and smiled, and opened his arms: "Give it to me."

The fan fell into Yu Yang's hands smoothly, and when the quilt was placed in the center, Zheng Qi took back the fan box, put the two things away, and closed the cabinet door with a 'crack' sound.

Yu Yang is indeed not embarrassed, it is time to wash up, and when he finishes jingling the bell, he lays down on the bed comfortably, and starts his daily binge-watching, Zheng Qi starts to feel uncomfortable—he always wonders if he has to pay for food today.

Pay food...

How to pay the food, he is not yet mentally prepared, it is best to drag it until Yu Yang waits until he is tired of watching and go to bed, turn off the light, and go to bed!

Yu Yang didn't seem to notice that Zheng Qi took a bath very slowly today. He felt that the mask was about to dry on his face, so he threw his phone away, hurriedly got out of bed, and pounded on the bathroom door: "Can I come in? I'll just take a shower." Face!"

The sound of the shower continued, Zheng Qi said, "Wait a minute."

After a while, Zheng Qi's voice came from inside: "Come in by yourself."

Hearing this, Yu Yang rushed into the bathroom, but it was so foggy that he couldn't see clearly. The mask made him feel extremely uncomfortable. When the faucet was turned on, Yu Yang began to concentrate on washing his face. Slowly, he smelled a faint smell. The fragrance is like camellia, mixed with the smell of shaving water, and has a long breath. If the smell has a shape, it must be a four-colored paper windmill with sharp edges and corners, turning in the wind in the mountains.

He came in in a hurry just now, thinking that Zheng Qi had finished washing and left the door open.

The mist slipped away from the cracks, leaving only the moisture and the sporadic drops of water hanging on the glass door. Zheng Qi only tied a bath towel, turned his back to Yu Yang, and did not turn around completely, "Okay ."

As he spoke, he turned his face slightly.

Yu Yang squeezed the washcloth, looked at Zheng Qi through the blurry glass, and was speechless for a while.

The change of clothes is outside the wet and dry separation area, and Yu Yang washes his face in front of the washstand. Of course, he couldn't get dressed to go out, so he had to tie a bath towel casually, but I don't know why, today Yu Yang didn't go out 'politely', but Stand in front of the mirror and wipe your face.

The heat had clearly dissipated, but Zheng Qi felt out of breath, he slowly opened the door, and met Yu Yang's clear and dodging eyes, neither of them knew what to say.

Soon, Zheng Qi felt that Yu Yang's eyes wandered off from his body - all the way down his neck, collarbone, chest, lower abdomen, and finally stopped at a certain place.

Zheng Qi scratched his head uncomfortably, then raised his eyebrows to look at Yu Yang, and said after a long time, "Do you want to see it?"

Yu Yang swallowed hard.

Zheng Xi looked away, as if about to untie the towel.

Yu Yang's face turned red immediately: "No, no, no need!" Was he that obvious?

Wanting to die a hundred times a day, Yu Yang wiped his face indiscriminately, and returned to the bedroom as if fleeing.

If you hide your desire in your heart, it will definitely come out of your eyes.

Until the light was turned off, the two shared the same bed as usual, Yu Yang lay numb, his heart was burning like a fire, and he began to regret it again!I regret that I didn't have the cheek to say 'see it' just now.

Judging from the situation just now, Zheng Qi will definitely give it.

Gan!Why do you say 'No'!Taking advantage of Zheng Qifang's lack of touching him, forget it, and just ran away from the opportunity in front of him.

Now sleeping next to Zheng Qi, Yu Yang's mind began to wander aimlessly. He wanted to know what smell there was on the paper pinwheel, whether the edges and corners would scratch his hands, and if the speed was too fast, would he fly with him? Like owning a bamboo dragonfly.

He tried to take the initiative to approach Zheng Qi. If he didn't refuse, then...then cook rice with raw rice. Anyway, the air is so dark now that Zheng Qi won't see him blushing.

After a while, the mattress sank, and the quilt was filled with the fragrance after bathing, mixed with the heat of body temperature, which made it very comfortable to dry on the body. Zheng Xi leaned over, like a lion looking for a habitat, with a touch of light in his hair. He buried his head in Yu Yang's neck, rubbed his forehead against Yu Yang, and took a deep breath.

Yu Yang trembled uncontrollably, and approached Zheng Qi's chest with his back - his chest was so hot, his whole body was full of hot breath, at least hotter than Yu Yang's body.

Soon, Zheng Qi searched for Yu Yang's hand in the dark. Yu Yang thought that they were going to interlock their fingers and have another warm and lingering kiss. He was full of joy, and finally waited until Zheng Qi hugged him, but his hand was placed on Yu Yang's pillow. Underneath, I was still testing how big the area was under the pillow, and I grabbed it comfortably. Then, some weight came over me, and Yu Yang couldn't move anymore!

——It's Zheng Qi's leg.

He clamped Yu Yang like a big bear, and within 3 minutes, there was a slight snoring sound from his nose.

So comfortable.

wife is too sweet