I'm in a sports variety show with my nemesis HE

The winter in City A is particularly cold this year, so the indoor heating is also particularly adequate.

Song Mingyuan was wearing a white silk pajamas, lying lazily on the sofa in the living room, the coffee table next to him was filled with his favorite snacks, potato chips, nuts, plum jelly, jerky, and beef jerky, and there was a glass of Gao Xingcheng just made by himself Taro ball milk tea.

He pursed his lips, frowned slightly, and stared at the phone for a long time before cautiously swiping lightly on the phone screen with his slender fingers.

"Unbelievable!"

"Excellent!"

"Amazing!"

"Passed?" Gao Xingcheng, who was wiping the floor, raised his head and asked amidst the crackling noise.

Song Mingyuan had been playing this level for almost a morning, and now he finally showed a smile and his brows also opened.

He picked up a piece of potato chips from the coffee table, put it in his mouth, and while looking at his phone, he secretly glanced at his boyfriend.

Gao Xingcheng has been busy this morning for as long as Song Mingyuan has been lying on the sofa.

He first threw all the sheets and quilt covers into the washing machine and laid out new ones, then wiped all the cabinets at home, and is now mopping the floor.

Although there was a world of ice and snow outside the window, the indoor temperature was not low. Moreover, Gao Xingcheng had been busy for a long time, and he was only wearing a pair of pajama pants and a vest at the moment.

Song Mingyuan gave a soft "tsk", it seems that the effect of going to the gym every day is really good. Gao Xingcheng's upper body presents a perfect inverted triangle, with broad shoulders, muscular arms, pectoral and abdominal muscles are faintly visible, the whole person is full of strength, and the lines are perfect Like the sculpture that God is most satisfied with.

Of course, it would be even better if this power wasn't on Song Mingyuan's body. He begged for mercy last night, but his boyfriend still picked him up and pressed him against the wall, causing his back to ache.

"Have you not passed?" Seeing that Song Mingyuan was silent, Gao Xingcheng asked again.

Song Mingyuan bit the potato chips loudly, as if he was biting Gao Xingcheng. Instead of answering the other party's question, he put his phone on the coffee table and hooked his hand at him: "I want to eat oranges."

"Okay!" Gao Xingcheng immediately put down the mop in his hand, took two oranges from the kitchen windowsill, and sat down by the sofa.

Song Mingyuan moved slightly, put his feet on his boyfriend's lap naturally, and turned on the TV casually.

Although "Let's Exercise Together" has been on the air for two years, many fans have been watching it repeatedly because it is regarded by many people as a work of celebrity CP, and the number of hits has been steadily increasing.

Song Mingyuan also watched it when he was bored. The editing and subtitles of the program were really funny, which added a lot of color to them.

When the TV was turned on, the first thing that popped up was the scene of Song Mingyuan hiding in the grocery room during the recording of the first episode.

The bullet screens all over the screen are reminding newcomers: "Everyone, remember this location, Gao Xingcheng will enter in a while."

The Encounter Road was narrow back then, but now it seems that it is full of sweetness.

At that time, both he and Gao Xingcheng left the photographer in the stairwell, but the attentive audience found that they entered the same grocery room together.

Gao Xingcheng looked up at the TV, lowered his head and smiled, stretched his arms and handed the orange petals to Song Mingyuan's mouth.

The refreshing and sweet juice exploded in Song Mingyuan's mouth, which made him feel much better.

"By the way," Song Mingyuan laughed suddenly, and kicked his boyfriend, "Did you ever see fans help us cover up?"

Gao Xingcheng shook his head while delivering oranges again: "What are you covering up?"

When Song Mingyuan bit the orange petal, he accidentally touched his boyfriend's finger. He blinked, pretended not to notice, and continued: "We were not competitors at the time, and the fans were afraid that our fight would not affect us well." , No matter what we do, we always say that it is the effect of the program, the needs of the link and accidents, anyway, we must not let the outside world have a little misunderstanding."

"Really?" Gao Xingcheng lowered his head, took off the tangerine tangerine from the orange, and quietly squeezed most of it with his fingers before delivering it to his boyfriend's mouth.

Song Mingyuan also became smarter this time, and took the orange petals directly with his hands. Now those bullet screens that were hidden back then have been covered by the new speeches, and none of them can be seen.

"Honey, do you think fans knew what we were like when we were together?"

Song Mingyuan watched TV, put the orange into his mouth with a smile, and before he could say anything later, Gao Xingcheng suddenly rushed over, pressed his lips against his lips without any explanation, and snatched the orange he hadn't eaten yet.

"Well, didn't you just have it in your hand? Why did you snatch it from me?"

Gao Xingcheng seemed to be unable to distinguish the other party's lips from the orange, so he just swallowed it whole, and said vaguely, "Didn't you say you wanted to call your husband yesterday?"

Song Mingyuan put his hands on his waist and squeezed him hard.

It's okay not to talk about this, but when he talked about it, he became even angrier. Yesterday Gao Xingcheng coaxed him all the time, saying that he would go to bed when he called out to her husband, but he managed to call out, but what he got in return was an even crazier attack.

"You still have the nerve to mention yesterday, what did you say yesterday? Did you cash in?!"

Gao Xingcheng knew he was wrong, so he buried his head in Song Mingyuan's neck, like a large docile dog, rubbing against him as a coquettish gesture and a gesture of goodwill.

Although Song Mingyuan's mouth was slightly pouted in displeasure, he actually liked Gao Xingcheng's tricks, and now he was just pretending to be angry: "No, you have to give me back that old husband."

"Give it back to you?" Gao Xingcheng raised his head slightly, was stunned for a moment, and quickly understood what he meant. He kissed Song Mingyuan's lips again, and confuse him with a hoarse voice, "Husband..."

At this moment, Song Mingyuan fully experienced the excitement and joy of Gao Xingcheng yesterday, and soon hugged his waist tightly, warmly responding to his kiss.

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Today is New Year's Eve, Song Mingyuan originally agreed with Liang Xue and Qiu Wanyi to go home for dinner at noon, but because of Gao Xingcheng's "husband", he tossed and tossed until after three o'clock in the afternoon before packing up the house and going back to his parents for the New Year.

Gao Xingcheng volunteered to cook New Year's Eve dinner for everyone, but when he came back, Dad Gao and Dad Song had already been in the kitchen for a long time.

When the two moved the New Year's goods into the house together, Qiu Wanyi and Liang Xue were watching TV in the living room.

"Let me just say, with Xiaoqian's dawdling effort, he won't be able to come back until the afternoon!"

Song Mingyuan pursed his lips, he had never dared to argue with his mother, not to mention Qiu Wanyi still had one in her stomach, so she could only quickly sit on the edge of the sofa and lightly tap her shoulders.

Both Liang Xue and Qiu Wanyi got married early and became mothers early when they were young. Qiu Wanyi is only 45 years old now, and she accidentally became pregnant with a second child last year.

Song's mother and Song's father were worried that Song Mingyuan was unhappy, and they didn't want it at first, but Liang Xue accidentally missed it. Song Mingyuan and Gao Xingcheng went back to Yicheng specially, and had a long talk with their parents.

Song Mingyuan seldom stays with his parents because of his work. Now that his acting career and company affairs are busier than before, he may go home even less often.

They had said before that they were a bit boring. Although they said they would move to City A after retirement, they still had a few years to go.

Most importantly, Song Mingyuan could also see that his parents were still reluctant to part with this little life that came suddenly, but they didn't want him to think too much about it, or feel that he would fall out of favor.

Song Mingyuan and Gao Xingcheng's persuasion, not only Qiu Wanyi readily accepted, but even Liang Xue was moved, saying that she wanted to have another child marriage.

As soon as Gao Xingcheng came back, he went straight into the kitchen. In the past few years, he used almost all of his rest time to improve his cooking skills. Not only did he learn all the special dishes of the four parents, but he became the well-deserved chief of the family. Master Spoon Master.

Seeing him coming in, Song Lei quickly handed him the shovel. He had long wanted to go upstairs to play games with Gao Junchi.

"By the way," Song Lei patted his godson's shoulder, "When did you decide on your wedding?"

Gao Xingcheng turned his head while frying the prawns in the pot, and replied: "About August or September this year, godmothers should be able to bring their younger brothers or sisters to participate at that time."

Father Song nodded, stood aside and watched his godson's skillful frying movements, swallowed his saliva, and finally chose to run away: "Then you should do your work first."

By the time Gao Xingcheng put all the dishes on the table, it was almost seven o'clock. This was the result of Song Mingyuan finally not being able to bear him being alone in the kitchen, so he came to help him with a lot of work.

When the two of them had grown up, the four parents became more like playful children. They called them two or three times before giving up TV series and game consoles and sitting at the table.

"Happy New Year!"

The six cups touch together and make a crisp sound. The happiest moment of the Chinese New Year is probably when the family gets together.

"I wish the company of Xiaoqian Xiaoyi every success!"

"I wish Xiaoqian and Xiaoyi happiness."

"I wish the four parents safe and healthy, happy every day!"

"I wish the baby a smooth birth!"

Along with the Spring Festival Gala, the six of them ate until after nine o'clock. According to the custom, Liang Xue served the dough and dumpling fillings that had been prepared a long time ago, and everyone started making dumplings for midnight.

"By the way," Liang Xue raised her head suddenly, "Are you going back today?"

The year before last, Song Mingyuan returned the rented house, and Gao Xingcheng also sold his own house. The two of them jointly bought the current house in a new real estate near the company, and rarely lived with their parents.

Song Mingyuan coughed lightly, and immediately waved his hands: "No return, no return! I'm staying here today!"

Since he agreed to Gao Xingcheng's marriage proposal at the Artist of the Year Awards Ceremony two days ago, the other party seemed to be crazy, and seemed to have endless energy.

Qiu Wanyi looked at Gao Xingcheng's way of lowering her head and snickering, she also raised the corners of her lips, and gently squeezed Liang Xue's hand, as if to say: "Look! What a wonderful kiss we have made!"

Song Mingyuan felt that his parents had seen through his mind, so he was a little embarrassed, and patted the flour on his hands: "You wrap it first, I'll go upstairs and spread the sheets."

Ever since he got together with Gao Xingcheng, he seldom did any work himself. Changing the sheets was a lot unfamiliar. The quilt seemed to be against him on purpose. No matter how much he shook, he always balled up in the middle.

"Song Mingyuan!"

He was about to go downstairs to call Gao Xingcheng up when he heard his boyfriend's voice outside the window, and he hurried to the balcony.

Gao Xingcheng stood in the courtyard with several firework tubes on the wall, and when he saw him appear, he hugged one and lit it, while covering his ears and ran to a distance, shouting at him: "Little Qian! Happy New Year! "

The brilliant fireworks immediately lit up the sky and Song Mingyuan's face.

He was watching the fireworks, while Gao Xingcheng was watching him.

After a few fireworks, the sky returned to tranquility again.

Gao Xingcheng moved the second one from the wall again, and just about to light it, he heard Song Mingyuan running upstairs and shouting: "Don't, don't! Let me do the rest!"

How can any boy not want to light firecrackers and set off fireworks?

In their world of two, they will always be boys who will never grow up.

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