aren't you going to get a divorce?

Rather than being caught on the spot for swearing, Rong Xia at this moment is more concerned about whether this person heard her random hiccups when she called just now.

Feeling guilty, Rong Xia said angrily: "You are a real person! Why are you hiding at the door of my room?!"

"Who is hiding? The corridor outside the room is for public use. I'm standing here. How can I call it hiding?" Kou Yajun seemed to be in a good mood. He held the dog leash in his hand, raised his eyebrows at Rong Xia, and said, " Your son has been making trouble at home, so I'll bring him to you. Isn't that okay? "

Rong Xia folded her arms and looked at him with a displeased face.

But anyway, it's been a long time since I met Samoyed.

Kou Yajun would send photos or short videos to Rong Xia, but—firstly, these photos and videos were taken perfunctorily, with strange angles and blurry images, and secondly, the images could never replace the dog itself.

Rong Xia looked down at Samoyed who was obediently sitting on the ground, and had no other thoughts in his mind.He knelt down and looked at Samoyed, and rubbed the dog's ears with both hands.

Samoyed's ears are very thick, and the Q play is pleasant.Rong Xia bent his fingers maliciously and flicked it, only to see that the round ear immediately tilted to the side, then slowly rebounded, and stood back to its original position.

He was so cute that his heart trembled, and he led the Samoyed back to the room.

After walking a few steps, I remembered the person behind me.

Rong Xia turned her head and said angrily: "You can either come in or leave, don't block my door, what does it sound like to be seen by others?"

Kou Yajun would naturally take this as an invitation.

The corridor was dim, Kou Yajun found out after entering the room that Rong Xia's lips were red.

He naturally thought that it was the red marks left by just taking off his makeup and rubbing vigorously with a makeup remover cotton, and he didn't think about it in any other direction.

At this moment, Rong Xia's phone rang, and it was a new WeChat notification.He clicked on the WeChat interface, and Lin Ziwei's loud voice came out from the microphone: "How many times did the kiss scene I filmed today NG? Did Huo Shan deliberately take advantage of you?!"

Rong Xia seemed to have forgotten that there was someone behind him, so she replied in voice without avoiding suspicion: "Not many, maybe five or six times, most of them—"

Before he finished speaking, goose bumps suddenly appeared on his back.

Rong Xia slipped his hand, and the voice came out.

He looked back at the human-shaped air-conditioning machine, not understanding what he was getting nervous about.

Kou Yajun was furious from the bottom of his heart, but he really couldn't show it - not to mention that they were divorced, even if their marriage was still going on, as an actor, it was normal for Rong Xia to take any roles.

Thinking of this, he began to admire his future self again. His heart is so big and he can bear it.

He couldn't help but look at Rong Xia's red lips again, and there was a small wound at the corner of his mouth.

Kou Yajun turned away with a wooden face.

Rong Xia didn't understand what this man was doing, and didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he just sat on the sofa and continued to review the content to be filmed tomorrow.

This is already the best hotel in the neighborhood, but still not as good as the [-] star in the city center.The room is a bit small and the lighting is not bright enough.

Kou Yajun struggled to avoid the corner of Rong Xia's mouth, and looked back to see what he was doing.

"It's so dark here, so don't read the script."

"I don't want to read it," Rong Xia said, "How can I recite the lines if I don't read it? Can you recite it for me?"

Kou Yajun was good-tempered and didn't reply, still looking at him with a slight smile.

Talking back is a must, but Rong Xia honestly put down the script and concentrated on teasing Jiujiu.

The Samoyed was taken care of very well, and he and Rong Xia were having a great time playing with each other, and they were so obedient that they could be rubbed round and squashed by the master.

Rong Xia sat on the carpet, took the dog's front paws, and childishly played the game of "the dog's paw must be on top".

Naturally, he was happy to see the Samoyed whom he hadn't seen for a long time, but the sight from above his head was really impossible to ignore.

Rong Xia snorted unhappily in his heart, thinking that what he just said nonsense must have been heard.He made up his mind that if Kou Yajun dared to ask him if the words just said were true, then he would answer him tactfully: "Get lost."

However, Kou Yajun did not have this idea in mind.

Rong Xia's phrase "I like my ex-husband's type of man" will not make him so affectionate that he believes that this is what Rong Xia said from the bottom of his heart-how should I put it, Rong Xia calls him "ex-husband", and he doesn't even have a name. If you are willing to mention it, it can explain the problem-the biggest effect of this incident on Kou Ya County is to make Duan Han angry.

However, he has no time to think about these right now - 80.00% of the secret happiness in his heart at this moment comes from the interaction between Rong Xia and Samoyed.

It's amazing that the two of them and one dog seem like a harmonious family of three.

It's hard to imagine, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, based on the 23-year-old Kou Yajun's impression of Rong Xia, it would be hard for him to believe that Rong Xia could take good care of a large dog.

But a dog can't lie, it will get close to anyone who treats it well, it likes Rong Xia, it must be because Rong Xia loves it too.

The impression of Rong Xia in my memory is quietly labeled as careful and patient.

As for the remaining 20.00% of happiness comes from...

With such a cute name of "a ball of fluffy", the tone of cursing is actually quite fierce. This contrast accidentally pokes Kou Yajun's heart.

The more Kou Yajun thought about it, the more amusing he became, and he held back his laughter so as not to let the laughter continue to expand.

Samoyed has a fixed rest time, and Rong Xia also has to prepare for tomorrow's shooting.After the two of them ate their dinner awkwardly, Rong Xia started to drive people away.

"It's almost time to go!"

Kou Yajun got up with the takeaway lunch box, and snapped his fingers at Samoyed with the other hand, "Come on, let's go home."

Samoyed seemed to understand that he was going to leave his master again, and the puppy's face was languid, and he walked slowly to Kou Yajun.

Rong Xia hurried over to hug it to comfort it, "Be good, baby, daddy will go home immediately after filming!"

The dog lowered its head in frustration.

After saying goodbye for 15 minutes, finally Kou Yajun couldn't take it anymore, dragged the Samoyed, and forced the dog out of Rong Xia's arms.

Before leaving, Rong Xia pawed at the door frame, watching Samoyed pitifully.

Kou Yajun smiled and said, "I'll bring it to see you in two days."

Rong Xia finally stopped yelling at him, and said one sentence with the best attitude tonight: "Okay."

The film and television base is a bit far from Rong Xia's house, and when he arrived, Samoyed had already fallen asleep in Kou Yajun's arms.

He looked at the time and said to the driver: "You can drive the car back to the company in a while, don't wait for me, I will take a taxi back tonight."

The driver and his loft were in the completely opposite direction, and it was getting late now, and Kou Yajun didn't intend to make the driver bother.

He carefully carried Samoyed out of the car and returned to Rong Xia's house.

The house has always maintained the appearance when Rong Xia left. The few times he came here, he only used the small bathroom to bathe the Samoyed, and did not touch other places.

Today is really tossing too much, Kou Yajun was a little tired, so he simply sat on the sofa, intending to take a rest before leaving.

Sitting down this time, he felt that something was wrong.Stretch your hand into the sofa and turn it over——

He found out a pair of pajama pants that belonged to Rong Xia.

Kouya County: "..."

This person.

The label of "careful" in my heart was torn off a corner.

Kou Yajun picked up the pajama pants and put them in the laundry basket, planning to ask the housekeeper to throw them into the washing machine for him to wash one day.But when the pajama pants were clenched in his hands, Kou Yajun couldn't help rubbing them.

Pure cotton trousers, soft and delicate to the touch.

He looked down at the pajama pants, his brows furrowed more and more.

Little by little, the traces of getting along with each other popped into my mind.

It was an ordinary morning.

As usual, Kou Yajun still woke up before Rong Xia. He looked at the person obediently leaning in his arms, and stretched out his hands to cover the two people's quilts tightly.

Rong Xia hasn't taken a job for a while, her hair is newly grown golden, with thick eyelashes, she really looks like a little prince in a fairy tale.

The little prince's face was flushed from sleep, and Kou Yajun's arm was still tightly clutched in his hand.

Not wanting to wake him up, Kou Yajun lay in bed in a daze, waiting for the man to wake up by himself.

About 10 minutes later, Rong Xia's eyelids trembled slightly, and he also woke up from his sleep.

He repeatedly opened and closed his eyes, until the moisture in his eyes was blinked away, and his eyes slowly focused.

He leaned into Kou Yajun's arms, muttering and complaining: "Is it cooling down today? It's so cold."

"It seems to be. Change the thick quilt at night?"

Rong Xia nodded slowly.

The two lay on the bed for a while, and Kou Yajun covered Rong Xia's icy ears with both hands to keep them warm.

But I can't get tired of it anymore, it's time to get up and pour dog food for Samoyed.

Rong Xia's working hours are very irregular, and he often has no time to take the Samoyed out to play, so he volunteered to take on the task of feeding the dog on time.

He threw off the quilt and got out of bed.

Kou Yajun leaned against the head of the bed under the quilt, looking suspiciously at the fingerprints on Rong Xia's back and waist.

Wasn't it so intense yesterday... He was very restrained yesterday!

He cleared his throat, stretched out his index finger and gently poked Rong Xia's shoulder.

"Huh?" The man turned his head, and there was no pain on his face, "What's wrong?"

Kou Yajun blinked, "Hair, fell on the back, I'll help you get it off."

"oh oh."

After that, Rong Xia bent down to put on his pants again.

... What's more, there are also on the legs.

Later, when Rong Xia went to the bathroom to brush his teeth, Kou Yajun couldn't hold back and followed him.

At this time, Rong Xia finally realized that something was wrong with her husband.He looked at Kou Yajun from the mirror, and gave him a puzzled look.

"..." Kou Yajun struggled to look away from the dark red marks behind Rong Xia's ears, and said calmly, "Rong Rong, why don't you change into a pair of pajama pants, these pants really make your butt look big."

"?" Rong Xia spat out the water in his mouth, turned around and smiled gracefully and kindly, "What did you say?"

Kou Yajun stopped talking.

"..." Rong Xia was furious, he took out a towel, rolled it up and threw it on Kou Yajun's arm, "Your butt is so big! Your butt is so big!!"

Later, when Kou Yajun squatted on the ground to tease the dog, Rong Xia ran over and kicked the man's ass.

Kou Yajun didn't pay attention for a while, almost fell to the ground, he turned his head and looked at Rong Xia innocently.

Rong Xia stretched out the index fingers of both hands, separated from the middle to the two sides, compared a long distance, and said viciously: "Your butt is so big! It's so big!!"

Kouya County: "..."

This random reason made Rong Xia angry until the afternoon.

After lunch, Kou Yajun had no choice but to resign himself to coaxing him.

But before he could speak, Rong Xia asked him nervously: "Is my butt really big? Have I gained weight?"

"..." Kou Yajun silently said three times in his heart, "No, I'm kidding you."

Rong Xia slumped her shoulders and turned her head away.

"Really not, I was joking with you." Kou Yajun hugged him from behind, with one arm around his waist, "How can you be fat? You look thin, I can wrap around him with one hand."

Rong Xia ignored this, he pushed away the people behind him, and ran to the full-length mirror to look in the mirror.He looked left and right in the mirror, pulling on his loose pajama pants from time to time.

"Don't look." Kou Yajun sat on the sofa, put one hand on the backrest, raised his chin, and said, "Who dares to say you are fat?"

Rong Xia glanced at him sideways, with a hint of self-evident.

"Come here." Kou Yajun lowered his head and smiled, beckoning to him again, and when he reluctantly approached, he grabbed his wrist and pulled it onto his lap.

Then she turned over with Rong Xia in her arms, pinched his chin and kissed him, the movements were done in one go.

Rong Xia deliberately struggled twice, but soon couldn't stand it anymore.

He shrunk his shoulders, but wrapped his hands around Kou Yajun's shoulders very dependently.

The traces left by last night have not disappeared, and new ones have been added soon.

During the kissing interval, Rong Xia begged for mercy intermittently, pressed Kou Yajun's chin, and called him "Brother Jun" very affectionately.

The sofa was messed up and creaked non-stop.A few minutes later, the pajama pants that the master had disliked all morning quietly fell to the floor.

The slender white and tender ankle hit the back of the sofa, and then was grasped by the other hand. The owner of the ankle curled up his toes as if frightened, and then quickly stretched them out again.

With an extremely short breath, the living room finally returned to calm.

Kou Yajun rested his hands on his legs and rested his forehead with his palms.

He looked down at the trousers spread across his legs, and then looked back at the sofa he was sitting on.

He unconsciously clenched the pair of pajama pants, so tight that there were obvious wrinkles at the bottom of the pants.

After a few minutes he straightened up, leaned back on the couch, and breathed out soundlessly.

The author has something to say:

Kouya County is cheaper, really