My CP must be sweet!

Hearing movement at the door, Miyazawa quickly put down his phone and turned on the TV.

Half a minute later, Wenger walked in.

"Are you back? Why is it so early today?" Miyazawa threw the remote control and caught Wenger who fell on him.

Wenger lay on his chest and took a deep breath: "I don't have a lot of work today, and it ends early." In fact, he didn't have a job today. In order to find Mu Ran, he didn't want Miyazawa to suspect him so he made it up. Work nonsense.

"Are you hungry? How about I make dinner now?" Miyazawa hugged and rubbed on the sofa.

"Wait, let me tell you something first." Wenger got up and pulled Miyazawa up, and the two sat facing each other.

"What's the matter?" Miyazawa actually kind of guessed what he wanted to say.

"Yin Heng was arrested, this incident is finally over." Wenger's tone revealed a trace of joy.

"Caught?" Miyazawa pretended to be surprised.

Wenger didn't answer him immediately, but observed his expression solemnly. After a long time, he suddenly asked, "You already knew?"

"Uh..." Miyazawa was surprised. Although he hadn't acted for more than half a year, his acting skills were not so clumsy that he could be seen through at a glance.

While he was not paying attention, Wenger suddenly grabbed his mobile phone, unlocked the screen, saw the Weibo icon, slumped his shoulders, and complained as if complaining: "Isn't it that you are not allowed to read Weibo?"

Miyazawa smiled flatteringly: "It's boring at home. When you're bored, it's like watching some gossip news."

"Are you short-sighted?" Wenger smacked his forehead with his index finger angrily, "Now you have the most gossip news, so you can relax."

Miyazawa smirked.

"So you know everything?" Wenger returned the phone to him and sat cross-legged across from him.

"Yeah." Miyazawa hugged the man on his lap, hugged his waist and shook childishly, "Thank you for speaking for me."

Wenger smiled, lowered his head and kissed him: "This matter was originally caused by me, but you don't allow me to tell the truth. If I don't speak for you, I'll still be your husband."

"What do you mean because of you? Obviously, I can't bear to see someone thinking about my wife. If you didn't stop me, I'd beat that kid to death!"

"Then we should talk through the glass now." Wenger said angrily, "You are already 27, don't be so impulsive like a 17-year-old kid."

Miyazawa pouted, hugged him and didn't speak.

Anyway, this matter is finally calm. Although there are still some black people slandering Miyazawa on the Internet, before the official action, the fans and passers-by have scolded people so much that they dare not come out again.After dinner, Luo Mingfan called and asked Miyazawa to show his face on Weibo.Although the matter has passed, it is wrong for Miyazawa to beat someone no matter what the reason is, so what should be admitted is still to be admitted, and what should be apologized is still to be said.

Miyazawa didn't refuse. Before going to sleep, he lay on the bed and tapped his mobile phone for a long time. After much deliberation, he sent out a small essay with a length of [-] words.

Originally, Luo Mingfan suggested that the public relations department should first write a copy and then send it out by Miyazawa himself, but Miyazawa felt that this was too insincere, so he refused, racking his brains for more than half an hour.

It was almost midnight when Miyazawa posted on Weibo, but since this was his first appearance after the turmoil, it still attracted the attention of the entire Internet.

Although everyone was less angry at Gong Ze for beating him because they had too much opinion on Yin Heng's character, but because Gong Ze kept coming forward, everyone still had some complaints about his actions.

In the end, I didn't expect Miyazawa to show up at this time, and directly used a long Weibo of more than 500 characters to describe everything in detail about his mental journey during this period of time, and he didn't make any excuses for his beating. To prevaricate, admit frankly, and then apologize sincerely, with sincere words, with true feelings between the lines, and everyone understands.

The month-long farce has finally come to an end.The next day, it was revealed on the Internet that the teenage illegitimate daughter of a well-known director was exposed, everyone's attraction was instantly attracted, and no one paid attention to Miyazawa's affairs anymore.

However, Miyazawa's career was affected to some extent. In less than a month, seven or eight of the original work plans were canceled due to the change of the partner, and even the second half of the film was cancelled.

"What the hell! At the beginning, they came here to beg you to make this movie, but now they changed you without giving any reason. It's too much!" The crew was preparing to shoot, but at this juncture, the director changed Miyazawa without saying a word, without giving a reason. Wenger was expected to be very angry when he learned about this incident.

Miyazawa didn't react violently, and instead comforted Wenger: "Don't be angry, if this happens, they will naturally worry about the impact on the box office."

Wenger was still angry.

Miyazawa poked his angry face, leaned over and kissed him: "I'm not angry, why are you so angry, it's fine, I didn't really like this script at first, it was because of the producer It's Mu Ran's friend, and Mu Ran asked me to agree."

Wenger was still angry at first, but after thinking about it, he suddenly became angry again: "If you don't act, then don't act. It just happens that you can stay at home, and it will save me going to visit the set every two days."

Gong Ze laughed, and kissed again: "This time, I will visit your class every three days or so. Now I'm really idle. I cook for you every day and take care of your children at home."

Wenger glanced at the dog son who was lying on the sofa sleeping soundly, and laughed out loud: "Isn't that good? You can stay at home as the husband of the family, and leave it to your husband to earn money to support the family."

"Yeah." Miyazawa closed his eyes and pouted.

Wenger cupped his face, and kissed Miyazawa's pouting lips with a "chirp -" sound.

After the day entered May, Wenger began to prepare for the concert in September, and started a life of leaving early and returning late.Miyazawa was completely free, so he took over the job of the driver and picked him up and went to and from get off work every day. For this, the driver Wenger resented him a lot.

"Get off work at nine o'clock today?" Miyazawa asked Wenger on the way to send someone to the company.

Wenger was eating the double-skin milk made by Miyazawa himself, and after feeding Miyazawa, he replied: "Maybe, the staff said they want to have dinner at night, it may be later, don't come to pick it up today, I will ask the driver Just send me back."

"That won't work." Miyazawa immediately refused, "Why does my own wife have to be delivered by someone else? When the time comes, you send me a message in advance, and I will pick you up."

"It's fine. By the way, you're fine at home. Take Maltose to the pet store today to take a bath and buy some dog food. The dog food is almost gone." Wenger ate the last mouthful of Shuangpi Nai and stuffed the garbage into the pocket.

The car had already arrived at the downstairs of the company. Wenger packed himself up, put on his sunglasses, and was about to open the door to get out of the car, but was stopped by Miyazawa, who looked at him expectantly: "Just leave like this?"

Wenger was stunned for a few seconds before he realized, let go of the door handle, leaned over and kissed him: "I'm leaving, drive carefully."

"Got it, see you tonight." Gong Ze also kissed back before letting him go.

Seeing Wenger enter the building, Miyazawa drove away. He didn't notice that someone sneaked out of the corner of the building after he left and slapped the rear of the car.

In the evening, Miyazawa went to pick up people at the address given by Wenger, because there were other people, so he didn't enter the store and waited in the car. Ten minutes later, Wenger came out staggeringly. There was no one around him, so Miyazawa hurriedly got out of the car to pick him up.

"Why did you drink so much?" Miyazawa moved towards the car while holding the person in his arms.

Wenger shook his head, leaned into Miyazawa's arms and moaned: "Zhuang Zhuang, I have a headache."

"Drinking so much doesn't hurt." Gong Ze didn't get angry enough to answer him, but after all he felt sorry for him, and he didn't want to say anything else. He stuffed him into the co-pilot and took him home as fast as he could.

Not long after they left, a black car came out of the corner and followed it silently.

Miyazawa's whole heart was on Wenger, and he didn't notice it at first, but it was Wenger who vaguely said that the car behind seemed to be following them, and he paid attention to it.Later, he deliberately speeded up the car, and the car behind him also speeded up, so he was sure that he was really following them.

Fortunately, there was a lot of traffic on the driveway, and Miyazawa crossed from left to right, and finally dumped the person at the second intersection, and then went home vigilantly all the way.Although it was just a small episode, he still told Luo Mingfan about it after returning home.

"I don't know when he started following, but it should have caught me getting out of the car to pick someone up." Miyazawa held the phone between his shoulders and helped Wenger undress with both hands.

"Have you guys made any intimate moves?" Luo Mingfan asked on the phone.

"No, there are people around, I didn't dare to do anything, but he was drunk, so I gave him a hand."

"It's nothing." Luo Mingfan didn't care, "As long as it's not a kiss, you can find an excuse to get over it."

"Yeah." Miyazawa listened absent-mindedly, and lowered his head to help Wenger take off his pants.The two thin white legs kicked mischievously in the air after detaching from the trouser legs, then turned over with the quilt in their arms, and fell into a drowsy sleep.Miyazawa looked at the hot eyes, stretched out his magic claws and kneaded the round and upright little butt a few times.

"It's so annoying!" Wenger groaned with his eyes closed, and then moved to the bed, escaping from Miyazawa's clutches.

Miyazawa laughed, and stopped harassing him, and went to the bathroom to put bath water.Luo Mingfan also warned: "Don't go out these few days, I will also pay attention to the Internet, but don't worry, it's not a big problem."

"Well, I know." Gong Ze wasn't too worried at first, and told Luo Mingfan that he just wanted to remind him first, so that when it really broke out, they wouldn't be in a hurry.

After hanging up the phone and almost running out of bath water, Miyazawa took off his shirt, went back to the bedroom, dug Wenger out of the bed, and carried him into the bathtub.

Wenger was already fully asleep, and he didn't know where he was now. He just felt warm and comfortable all over his body, so he sighed and got into the bathtub again.Miyazawa quickly helped him up, and before he could take off his pants, he stepped into the bathtub, let Wenger lean on him, and held back his overwhelming desire to take a bath for this tortured little ancestor.

Because he was drunk, the little ancestor didn't cooperate at all, and after taking a shower, Miyazawa was already drowned, very embarrassed.On the contrary, the little ancestor was washed fragrant and white, his whole body was slippery, and he was stuffed into the bed dry and dry, and continued to sleep soundly.

Miyazawa took off his wet pants and climbed onto the bed.Wenger subconsciously leaned over, hugged Miyazawa's thin waist, rubbed his face comfortably, and mumbled: "Strong."

Gong Ze sighed, slipped into the bed, hugged him into his arms, and bit his collarbone in punishment: "Little ancestor, just rely on me to spoil you."

The author has something to say:

Two or three more chapters should be over, and after that there will be extra episodes, there shouldn’t be too few