The actor with the actor

Cheng Yue has always wanted to find an opportunity to bring Shen Jing to his home, but Shen Jing never agreed. This time it was a blessing in disguise, and he seized an opportunity.

But Shen Jing was still a little hesitant, thinking that in the future, if they were followed and photographed, they would not be able to explain clearly, and would cause trouble for the people in the studio.

"Explain what, explain, explain, explain is to cover up, how can you keep so many mouths shut, you can say whatever they want," Cheng Yue laughed, "I have no relationship, and you have no relationship, good brother live Is there any problem with being together? The shared rent that allows people to work does not allow us to live together?"

Shen Jing had no words to refute, "That will work."

Shen Jing originally thought that the matter of moving would at least wait until Cheng Yue was discharged from the hospital, but who would have expected that a few people from the moving company would knock on the door the next morning.

Cheng Yue even arranged Xiao Li's residence ingeniously and properly - Yan Minghao's house.

Seven or eight strong workers transported all their belongings without saying a word.

Cheng Yue was discharged from the hospital one day earlier, and was waiting at the door of his house. He saw the movers moving Shen Jing's belongings upstairs to his own house, and he smiled so happily that his face was full of spring breeze. Those next door who didn't know it thought they were going to marry a wife Go through the door and come to congratulate.

Yan Minghao said that if he hadn't stopped him last night, Cheng Yue would have almost rented a salute car to circle the road around the city.

"Crazy..." Shen Jing covered half of his face, just imagining that scene made him laugh like crazy.

Cheng Yue took Shen Jing's hand, "Come in and take a look around slowly, live in whichever room you like, if you like my karaoke room, I'll ask someone to clear the things for you."

Shen Jing glanced at him, greatly surprised.

He originally thought that Cheng Yue would directly use various reasons to coerce him to sleep in the same bedroom with him, but he was too embarrassed to say anything more, because it would make him look very horny and eager for something to happen.

It was he who thought Cheng Yue's eagerness to bring him home was too complicated and not simple.

He began to reflect deeply.

Although he has been to Cheng Yue's home many times, he hasn't visited it completely. Most of the time he spends his time playing guitar in the gym and in the comfortable and warm bedroom on the second floor.

"Can I live in the one upstairs?" Shen Jing asked.

"Of course, then I'll move the things over there." Cheng Yue said.

"No need, no need, I can do it by myself, and I don't have much stuff," Shen Jing hurriedly stopped him, "The stitches on your leg have just been removed, so lie down and rest."

"I know, I carry my own things." Cheng Yue said.

"Wait a minute..." Shen Jing grabbed his clothes, "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Cheng Yue also looked puzzled, "I moved some of my frequently used things to the second floor. I haven't slept there for a long time."

Shen Jing was shocked, "You also want to live on the second floor? Share a room with me?"

"Ah, what's the matter?" Cheng Yue looked more shocked than him, "You shared a room with me in the hotel, and you still sleep in a separate room with me?"

"No, there are so many rooms in your house, do you have to squeeze into one room?" Shen Jing poked around.

"Then the hotel still has so many rooms." Cheng Yue straightened his waist and said confidently, "I, a disabled person, can do anything to you."

"Forget it." Shen Jing didn't intend to argue with him, and climbed upstairs with her luggage.

"Hey! Sister-in-law!" Yan Minghao rushed over to stop him, "I'll help you lift it up!"

"Shut up." Shen Jing said with a blushing face.

Shen Jing also had a nightmare last night because of the man with glasses. He almost didn't sleep well all night. His limbs were as if they had been soaked in salt water. They were so sore and limp. After packing up some of his small things, he couldn't wait to lie down Bed rested.

Leave the rest to Yan Minghao and the others.

Cheng Yue went back to the hospital in the afternoon to take out the stitches and do various inspections, and he didn't go home until the evening. The two housekeeping aunts Yan Minghao had hired had already packed everything in the house.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Shen Jing's shoes lined up on the shoe cabinet, from spring to winter, next to his own, and the corners of his mouth immediately turned up.

Shen Jing's photos and portraits were placed everywhere in the living room, some private photos he had never seen before, and there was a thick photo album on the coffee table, which recorded almost everything about Shen Jing from childhood to adulthood, it can be seen that his His family has paid special attention to him and loved him since he was a child.

Shen Jing's skin was even whiter when she was a child than it is now, and she looked fleshy, a little baby fat, but her facial features in junior high school are no different from now, and she belongs to the handsomeness that can be noticed at a glance in class photos.

Cheng Yue once heard from Shen Jing that his grandfather opened a photo studio when he was young, and there are many photos of his grandparents when they were young in the album.

Shen Jing's grandparents passed away when he was in junior high school. I don't know if this is the reason, but the photos in the album have obviously decreased since junior high school, and there are almost none in college.

Kind of a pity.

Cheng Yue also found some photos taken by Shen Jing and his family on the Bund in the photo album, and suddenly thought of the night when he celebrated Shen Jing's birthday with Shen Jing in Yucheng.

At that time, I could only use my own imagination to guess what Shen Jing looked like when he was a child. Seeing these photos, those abstract things seemed to become clear all of a sudden.

Shen Jing was still very cute when he was a child, if only he could travel back and pinch his chubby little face, Cheng Yue thought absentmindedly, and the corners of his mouth curled up again unconsciously.

He looked around at everything, filled with emotion. It seemed that nothing had changed in this family, but everything had changed.

The same style couple thermos cups on the dining table, those familiar hats and coats on the hangers, those extra photos in the living room, etc...

Every little detail reveals an indescribable sense of comfort and warmth.

These things seem to affirm him invisibly, declaring to him: This is a family, you are no longer a single dog who can stay outside casually, you have to take care of your family, take care of your wife, The daughter-in-law will be angry when she comes home.

It was the first time that Cheng Yuechang had a sense of responsibility at such an age, which made every cell in his body full of joy.

In short, it is completely different from the feeling when we were in love before.

Before Shen Jing moved in, they were just boyfriends and boyfriends, but after this point in time, they will cook in the same kitchen, bask in the sun on the same balcony, bathe in the same bathroom, and even sleep in the same bed. There is no need to find any reason anymore, everything is as it should be.

Shen Jing is the inseparable other half of his life, and will appear in every corner of his life anytime, anywhere.

This feeling is simply great!

Cheng Yue spent a long time downstairs thinking excitedly before he quietly climbed up to the second floor.

In fact, the small platform on the second floor is a place for him to improvise. Without walls to cover it, it looks a bit empty. If you look up from downstairs, you can directly see the movement upstairs, so he rarely sleeps here.

I don't know what Shen Jing likes here, there are so many rooms, he has to choose this place, and there is no sound insulation, so he has to go up the stairs very lightly to avoid waking people up.

Seeing that the man was still sound asleep, Cheng Yue bent down and kissed him on the forehead, then sat at the end of the bed and listened to Sprite.

"呲啦" sounded.

Shen Jing frowned and opened her eyes, her thoughts hadn't been pulled back from the dream, when she suddenly saw a strange place around her, she didn't realize that she had already moved.

After dazed for a moment, he blinked his eyes and asked, "What time is it?"

"Oh," Cheng Yue turned his head and laughed, "Scare me...Did I wake you up?"

"No," Shen Jing just woke up, her voice was still a little hoarse, she rubbed her eyes, looked at Cheng Yue who was sitting at the end of the bed, and cleared her throat twice, "Did I sleep for a long time?"

Cheng Yue raised his hand and looked at his watch, "It's been a long time, it's past six o'clock, I remember you fell asleep when I went out, right? Sleeping till now?"

"Ah..." Shen Jing looked at the ceiling and sighed, "I don't even remember when I fell asleep, I just remember having several dreams, intermittently, and I couldn't remember when I woke up."

"After sleeping for so long, I guess you won't be able to sleep tonight." Cheng Yue put down the sprite, crawled from the end of the bed to the head of the bed, put his upper body on Shen Jing's body, and touched his forehead, "Are you feeling better? "

"Chest tightness." Shen Jing said.

"Chest tightness?" Cheng Yue was taken aback, wondering if there was some aftereffect from the man's beating, "Why is there chest tightness? Is it particularly uncomfortable? Do you want to vomit?"

"You're too heavy." Shen Jing poked Cheng Yue's lower abdomen through the quilt and laughed, "I won't be bored if you go down."

"Naughty," Cheng Yue scratched his soft bangs, "Scared me."

While the two were talking and laughing, Cheng Yue unknowingly pushed himself into bed again.

A pair of gentle palms penetrated into his T-shirt, Shen Jing's body froze sensitively again, and she turned her head to look at him, "Should I eat? I'm a little hungry, and I haven't had lunch yet." Woolen cloth."

Cheng Yue gritted his teeth, leaned into Shen Jing's ear and asked softly, "What do you want to eat?"

"I'm very casual, I'll eat whatever you eat." Shen Jing said.

While speaking, Cheng Yue's slender fingers still wandered restlessly on Shen Jing's body, "Your little mouth is tricky, you don't want to eat this or that, how casual are you?"

"You're living under someone else's fence," Shen Jing chuckled, "Really, I'll eat whatever you eat, and I promise I won't be picky eaters."

"Then I want to eat you, will you let me?" Cheng Yue wrapped his arms around his waist and kissed his neck.

"Cannibalism is against the law," Shen Jing grabbed his wrist and patted it, "Let's go, get up and eat!"

Cheng Yue lay on the bed and sighed, "If you can't get up, you give me a hand."

"I'm a patient, and I still need to serve you." Shen Jing stood on the ground and picked him up like a tug-of-war, "Try yourself, have your bones been stewed to pieces!?"

Cheng Yue raised his head and laughed so hard that he almost fainted.

"Eat, drink and live for nothing, and the first brother in the music industry will warm your bed for you. It's like killing you if you drag it." Cheng Yue put one hand on Shen Jing's shoulder, and straightened the crumpled clothes with the other. .

"You said that," Shen Jing turned her head to look at him, "Is it because I insist on coming here for free to eat, drink and live for free? Who was it? I talked on the phone for more than an hour last night. , I don’t agree and let me sleep, okay, once I come here today, I will have another face, I can see through you Cheng Xiaoyue, I can only treat you as a fart in the future.”

Cheng Yue opened his mouth and before he could speak, Shen Jing raised his voice and added, "Cheng Chengcheng, I will ask the workers of the moving company to help me move the things out later, anyway, that person will leave it for me." A business card, a phone call, who rarely lives here."

In the end, he turned his head ambitiously, and looked out the window with the corner of his mouth curled up.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, my daughter-in-law," Cheng Yue hugged his waist, begging for mercy, and almost knelt down to him, and quickly changed the subject, "How about pasta tonight? There's still steak in the refrigerator .”

Shen Jing pursed her lips, turned her head and corrected: "I'm older than you, so I'm called elder brother, or husband, not daughter-in-law."

"Good wife," Cheng Yue gestured to the sofa in the living room, "Why don't you take a break first, and I'll cook noodles for you."

"Come on, last time I poured vinegar and almost set my kitchen on fire. I'm ashamed to say that I'm cooking noodles. Have you ever been in the kitchen before I came?" Shen Jing pulled his collar behind him, "ah?"

Cheng Yue raised his hands and rubbed the back of his neck, and smiled embarrassingly. The last time he went to the kitchen to cook was probably years ago...

Although Shen Jing hasn't been to Cheng Yue's house for a few months, he is fairly familiar with Cheng Yue's kitchen, so he easily boiled a pot of hot water and threw the pasta into it.

"What flavor does the sauce make?" Shen Jing turned her head and asked while washing the vegetables.

Cheng Yue raised his hand to help him put on the apron, "Red wine."

Shen Jing frowned, "Why do you love drinking so much? Your wound hasn't healed yet, so you can't drink."

Cheng Yue put his arms around his waist from behind, "It's all right."

"Just add a little bit," Shen Jing made a small gesture, "Just taste it."

"Okay." Cheng Yue smiled and rubbed his chin against his neck.

"How about I cook chicken stewed in red wine, then pour the soup on the noodles, and make a salad..." Shen Jing seriously planned the dinner.

"What are you stewing?" Cheng Yue looked at him.

"Chicken..." Shen Jing froze for a moment before realizing it, and laughed.

Cheng Yue smiled and pecked him lightly on the cheek, "You are so cute."

"Cute doesn't describe a girl?" Shen Jing rubbed her nose, "You seem to be the only one who can call me cute when I grow up so old."

"Then change to another..." Cheng Yue thought for a while, "You are so happy."

"Ah?" Shen Jing didn't know why.

"I know such a handsome guy as me." Cheng Yue raised his neck and was overjoyed.

"Show face!" Shen Jing poked him on the lower abdomen, "Get out of the way, get in the way!"

Although Shen Jing doesn't cook very often, he still has a basic standard. The marinated steak has a faint fragrance before it goes out of the pan.

Cheng Yue, a young master who does not work hard and does not distinguish grains, is not idle. He is helping to wash and chop vegetables. He is very diligent, but the level of cutting is hard to describe. Alive, maybe even better.

"You can't dampen my enthusiasm like this," Cheng Yue smiled and wrestled with the carrot in his hand, "What can I do if it wants to roll around by itself!"

"Can't you split it in half and then dice it, so it won't roll around." Shen Jing brushed a layer of butter on the pan, and a milky smell immediately filled the kitchen.

"Oh..." Cheng Yue frowned, and cut it in half from the middle. It didn't feel any change, it would still roll.

Shen Jing made two slits on the steak and put it into the pot, turned his head and glanced at Cheng Yue who was about to kiss the cutting board, and immediately held his head and laughed so hard.

"Oh my ancestor, who told you to chop like this! I mean cut it in half horizontally," he said, and took the kitchen knife from Cheng Yue's hand, and cut the carrot into two with one knife, "Like this! No! Is there a cross-section that is flat?"

Cheng Yue suddenly realized "Oh", and took the kitchen knife, "It looks like this, I understand."

"You won't grow up to cut carrots for the first time, will you?" Shen Jing couldn't believe it.

"It's nothing unusual. I've grown up so much that I haven't even slept with anyone." Cheng Yue didn't feel ashamed at all.

Shen Jing didn't answer the question, and poured out the red wine stewed chicken on the side and poured it on the pasta.

Cheng Yue hurried over to grab a piece, and gave a thumbs up, "It's super delicious! It's the first time I've eaten such a delicious chicken."

"Come on, hurry up and cut up the diced carrots for me. I have finished all three vegetables and you haven't cut out two vegetables yet."

Shen Jing felt that he should hone Cheng Yue's knife skills, so he didn't help, leaning against the edge of the stove, poured out a small glass of red wine, sipped it, and looked at him with his arms folded.

"Is it good?" Cheng Yue looked up at him, "Let me have a sip too."

"You can't drink." Shen Jing poured the red wine from his hand into his mouth in one breath.

Before he could swallow it down, Cheng Yue hooked the back of Shen Jing's head like a lightning bolt and pressed heavily against himself, sticking out the tip of his tongue and pushing against his teeth involuntarily, plundering in his mouth like a storm.

"Hmm." Shen Jing swallowed with his head raised, and the red wine that he didn't have time to swallow slowly slipped down the corner of his mouth and into his neck.

Cheng Yue followed the route of the red wine, and kissed him all the way to the neck, and finally leaned against the cabinet, kissing the slightly protruding Adam's apple.