Lulu angry

About the follow-up to "Going to the Mountain".

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Zhang Jianshan doesn't remember how many years passed in the future, he only knows that there have been many rotations in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Now, it is the beginning of spring again.

He is not like when he was young, the years have left traces on him, the hair on the sideburns is white, and the face is still resolute.

He waited a long time.

There was a famine year, many villagers fled from other places, and each household tried its best to take in one or two. When Zhang Jianshan came home, he also saw a tall and thin young man standing at the door of his house.

Coarse linen clothes, only the long hair behind her is floating like fine dust.

His footsteps faltered, his throat was dry, he stared, watched, and walked behind the opponent step by step. He was afraid that his guess would be empty, so he dared not make a sound for a long time.

The other party turned around, eyes as passionate as peach blossoms, and asked in a warm voice: "Hello, can I have something to eat? I have been traveling for many days, and my stomach is already empty." The man rubbed his stomach in embarrassment, as if he was embarrassed to say goodbye Looking at Zhang Jianshan.

Zhang Jianshan opened his mouth after a long time, his voice became hoarse, "Do you know me?"

"I don't know." The man shook his head, and there was a little bit of bewilderment in his long and narrow eyes.

"What's your name?" Zhang Jianshan asked softly.

"Liang Chunlai." He replied.

Zhang Jianshan opened his eyes wide.

The other party thought he didn't hear clearly, so he repeated in a low voice, "My name is Liang Chunlai."

Zhang Jianshan's eyes were red, and two lines of hot tears rolled down his face.

His spring has finally come.

Not long after, "Dry Spring" held a signing event, Song Yirong dressed up a bit, and asked Zhou Lang to drive him to the scene in his newly bought car.

When Song Yirong signed, Zhou Lang was waiting in the background.

There were more people at the autograph signing than expected. Song Yirong bowed his head to sign, and a girl with two pigtails walked up to him and asked cautiously, "Excuse me, are you really Songrong?"

Song Yirong smiled puzzled, but still said in harmony: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

The little girl covered her red face, revealing her eyes, and said, "You are so beautiful."

After she finished speaking, she hurriedly explained: "It doesn't mean that she looks like a girl, or she is really beautiful."

Song Yirong said: "It's okay, thank you very much for coming to today's signing event."

The little girl shook her head, and ran away with the signed book in her arms.

The signing will end.Song Yirong was so tired that his mouth was parched and his muscles and bones were exhausted. Zhou Lang opened the co-pilot's door for him and helped him on the shoulders to get into the car.

"My wife is amazing." Zhou Lang turned the car key, tilted his head slightly, and glanced at Song Yirong.

"Who is your wife?" Just now, she was a little tense in the crowd, but now that she returned to the private space between the two, Song Yirong's coquettishness was completely undisguised, "Why didn't I see it?"

Zhou Lang smiled and asked, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Barbecue," Song Yirong said, "the sizzling pork belly smells so good."

"it is good."

Zhou Lang turned on the navigation and drove to a barbecue restaurant.

On the way back, I bought two bottles of beer, and went to a roadside stall to get a few skewers of barbecue.

Have another supper at home.

When drunk, Song Yirong turned on his mobile phone to read Weibo news.

The two characters "Songrong" are dazzled by the hot search.

So he handed the mobile phone to Zhou Lang, picked up the glass and took a sip of the wine, and said, "I'm dizzy from drinking, please help me to see what it says? Has anyone scolded me?"

Zhou Lang clicked on the hot search item, and carefully scrolled through these real-time Weibo. After reading for a long time, Song Yirong noticed his silence.

With his hands on the floor, he moved a little towards Zhou Lang, put his hot profile on Zhou Lang's shoulders, and looked at his phone with him, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Lang pursed his lips, and it took him a while to say: "You have many husbands, and they are all calling your wife..."

Song Yirong grabbed the phone, flipped through it for a while, hiccupped, and said slowly, "No wonder, someone took a picture of me."

Zhou Lang lowered his eyes slightly, eating jealously alone.

Song Yirong turned to the bottom and finally saw one.

【I went back a bit late, so I happened to see Songrong's boyfriend coming to pick him up. His boyfriend is so tall and looks so handsome!It goes well with him!Talented and handsome! 】

Song Yirong hooked the phone, and slowly placed it in front of Zhou Lang's eyes, "Look at this."

Zhou Lang remained silent, but still took a good look, the corners of his mouth were not so tense, and said in a low voice, "Obviously my wife belongs to me alone."

Song Yirong fell softly on Zhou Lang's lap, wrapped his hands around his neck, and stroked Zhou Lang's short hair, "Be good."

Zhou Lang's Adam's apple rolled against Song Yirong's arm, and said, "Kiss me."

The faint smell of alcohol lingered between the two of them. Song Yirong lowered his head, went to find Zhou Lang's lips, took a bite, and said, "Did the puppy not eat enough yesterday?"

Zhou Lang stiffened his body and remained silent, the scalding heat sprayed on Song Yirong's skin, every breath was full of possessiveness and power.

Song Yirong added in a low voice, "My stomach hurts from being poked."

Zhou Lang's chest heaved heavily, turned over and pressed Song Yirong on the sofa, and said, "You're making me angry."

Song Yirong was dressed loosely, and when he pulled it a little, a large piece of collarbone was exposed, which was dazzlingly white. Zhou Lang didn't open his mouth when he saw the bones, and kissed from top to bottom without stopping.

Cats are annoyed by them.

Angrily, he circled around the sofa several times, and found that the two people on the sofa ignored him, so he had to go back to his own cat climbing frame with a sad face.

Can't kittens have spring!

Lulu is angry!

Song Yirong regained his senses from Zhou Lang's intensive kisses, and glanced at the cat climbing frame, "By the way, Lulu should be sterilized."

He took a breath, and continued: "Don't forget...um..."

Zhou Lang snorted and said, "Okay."

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