The two directors who always fight each other are married

On the fifth day of their visit to Venice, Jian Shi'an and Meng Cheng finally prepared to leave the surrounding area of ​​the hotel and go to visit the scenic spots in Venice.

The initial plan of the two is to go to St. Mark's Square first, and then go to the Bridge of Sighs nearby to see the bridge that used to lead to death.

After getting off the boat and walking for another ten minutes, they arrived at St. Mark's Square. Looking at the wide square and the exquisite buildings that existed in the Renaissance, the two walked in, and Jian Shi'an asked Meng Cheng:

"I don't know if there are any models for sale."

Withdrawing his gaze from looking around, Meng Cheng looked at Jian Shi'an: "Do you want to buy?"

Jian Shi'an nodded: "I feel that the buildings here are quite distinctive. If there is a model of this square for sale, I think I can take one home."

Meng Cheng: "This place is so big, even the size of the model should not be small. I don't know if it's good to take it with me when I return home."

The model is something that may fall apart if you are not careful.

Jian Shi'an smiled, and patted his arm: "You don't know if there are any for sale, so you are worried about taking them back. Think far away."

Meng Cheng: "There are so many stores here, there should be some for sale, we'll find out after we go and have a look later."

The weather is fine today. Tourists in twos and threes taking pictures with mobile phones and cameras can be seen everywhere in the square. There are also Venetian locals who come out for a walk, and there are mighty tour groups wearing uniforms and holding small flags.

When Meng Cheng went to buy water, Jian Shi'an randomly found a clean place to sit on the spot. Before Meng Cheng came back, a Chinese tour group of middle-aged and elderly people passed by him.

Listening to the Chinese on the tour guide's speaker, Jian Shi'an, who stayed in Venice for four days and listened to Italian for four days, felt very cordial, and couldn't help taking out his mobile phone to take a photo.

Both Jian Shi'an and Meng Cheng are not proficient in Italian. With Meng Cheng around, basic communication with the staff of the hotel restaurant is still no problem. Said something happily.

So Jian Shi'an originally wanted to find a local temporary tour guide, but was rejected by Meng Cheng because——

After finally coming out, they don't want a third party to destroy their world of two.

Meng Cheng said so, Jian Shi'an had no choice but to give up this idea.

Sometimes when encountering things that Meng Cheng's vocabulary could not solve, the two of them would utter English from their mouths, and even with their hand movements, the two of them managed to spend four days in Venice.

Staring at the photos on the phone, Jian Shi'an, who was immersed in his own world, suddenly heard the sound of a violin in his ears.

Listening to the slightly familiar melody, Jian Shi'an came back to his senses, turned his head and looked back following the sound, and saw that not far behind him, many people surrounded him at some point.

The sound of the violin came from the crowd.

Putting down the phone and standing up, Jian Shi'an glanced at the direction Meng Cheng left just now, and found that the other party had come over with a cup of coffee in one hand.

The person who had just been attracted by the violin was attracted by Meng Cheng who was walking towards him step by step. He stared at Meng Cheng for several seconds, and finally Jian Shi'an took out his mobile phone and took a picture of him.

Meng Cheng saw Jian Shi'an from a distance, and the smile in his eyes became stronger when he saw his movements, and he unconsciously quickened his steps.

Standing still in front of Jian Shi'an, and handing him the cup with less sugar and more milk, Meng Cheng raised his eyebrows at him:

"What did that phone do badly?"

He saw it just now, and secretly took pictures of him.

When he thought of him, Baoer saw him just now, and then became obsessed with his beauty, so he couldn't hold back his sneak shots, and Meng Cheng was stunned.

After taking a sip of coffee, Jian Shi'an looked at Meng Cheng frankly: "I didn't do anything bad."

Meng Cheng had a smug smile on his face, and said:

"I've seen it all. I'll shoot it if I candid it. I won't say anything about you."

Jian Shi'an, who was exposed, was quite calm, and replied:

"I took pictures of my own boyfriend, what kind of candid pictures?"

He just shot aboveboard!

Hearing Jian Shi'an's words, the arc of Meng Cheng's mouth widened before he heard the other party ask:

"Is the cup in your hand rich in sugar?"

After speaking, Jian Shi'an glanced at the coffee in Meng Cheng's hand.

Meng Cheng: "..."

Since the tooth decay last time, the doctor suggested that Meng Cheng should control the amount of sweets a little bit in the future, and also casually mentioned several diseases that may be caused by eating too much sweets.

The doctor's words were tactful, and Meng Cheng only agreed with his mouth, but he didn't care at all in his heart. After all, asking a heavy sugar patient to eat less sweets is no less than telling a smoker to smoke less, or telling an alcoholic to drink less.

But Meng Cheng didn't care, but Jian Shi'an took it to heart. After the two got together, they strictly controlled Meng Cheng's diet and prevented him from eating too much sweet things.

Not only for the sake of his teeth, but also for the sake of his body.

Seeing Meng Cheng's guilty expression, Jian Shi'an narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked him, "How much sugar did you put?"

Meng Cheng: "Half sugar, not much."

Jian Shi'an naturally didn't believe it, so he said, "Then let me have a drink."

Meng Cheng: "..."

Meng Cheng: "Polysaccharide."

Jian Shi'an: "Let me have a drink."

Meng Cheng: "..."

There was no way, Meng Cheng reluctantly put the straw by Jian Shi'an's mouth.

Jian Shi'an took a sip, then frowned at Meng Cheng the next second:

"It's so sweet, have you emptied the sugar jars in other people's stores?"

Meng Cheng explained: "I said I want more sugar, maybe the person who doesn't understand the language misunderstood."

After hearing Meng Cheng's words, Jian Shi'an looked at him angrily and amusedly: "Then why don't others think that more sugar is less sugar?"

Meng Cheng bit the straw in his mouth, his eyes dodged, and his mouth was vague: "How would I know that."

Jian Shi'an looked at him helplessly: "You weren't a bitter melon in your previous life, were you?"

That's why I like eating sweets so much in my life.

Meng Cheng asked with a pure face, "Are you exaggerating me?"

Jian Shi'an: "???"

Now Jian Shi'an was really laughed at by Meng Cheng: "Where's your face??"

After saying this, Jian Shi'an's eyes swept down involuntarily.

Although it's hard to see Meng Cheng's appearance now, but Jian Shi'an knows that it's quite big.

Although he is thin-skinned, he can more or less see and feel it when he is on the bed|

When the train in Jian Shi'an's mind was about to whistle, Meng Cheng said:

"What kind of face do you want with you?"

Hurry up and press the pause button on those bad movies-like scenes in his mind, and meeting Meng Cheng's gaze, Jian Shi'an shook his head helplessly, and brought the topic back:

"Just this time, I won't be able to drink so sweet in the future."

The cup of coffee in Meng Cheng's hand was so sweet that Jian Shi'an almost couldn't taste the original taste of the coffee in one sip.

There is no bitterness at all.

Meng Cheng responded with a smile: "Look, you are right in everything you say."

After hearing this, Jian Shi'an thought to herself—I'm right, you haven't listened to it usually.

He knew that Meng Cheng often ate heavy sugar while he was away.

At this time, the sound of the violin next to it seamlessly switched to another piece of music, and within a few seconds, the drumbeat sounded again...

Seeing that Jian Shi'an's eyes were looking there several times, Meng Cheng smiled, and pulled him over.

The two walked into the crowd, and Jian Shi'an saw a man with blond curly hair and dark blue eyes playing the violin with a look of intoxication, and beside him a woman with a high ponytail was playing drums to his music.

An opened violin case was placed on the ground less than two meters away from the man. Inside were several small euros and a silver ring.

Looking at the ring, Jian Shi'an guessed that it was someone who was happy to listen to the music and had no change to throw in it.

It may also be a man's own, but it looks like a lady's ring.

After another song, the man with a smile on his face, holding a piano in one hand and a bow in the other, bowed slightly to the crowd of onlookers and performed an extremely standard gentleman's salute, and said something short in his mouth.

When the man saluted, everyone applauded in unison, and some people stepped forward to put banknotes in the piano case, so Jian Shi'an didn't hear clearly what the man said just now.

As if knowing what Jian Shi'an was thinking, Meng Cheng lowered his head and approached him, explaining in his ear:

"He just said thank you for coming to listen to his music."

Jian Shi'an felt his ears itchy, so he raised his hand to touch them.

Meng Cheng smiled, took out his wallet, took a few banknotes and handed them to Jian Shi'an.

Jian Shi'an understood Meng Cheng's meaning in no time, took the few euros and walked towards the piano box.

Squatting down | Putting the money in the piano box, Jian Shian stood up and smiled at the blond man with deep brows and eyes. He praised a nice sentence in English and turned to leave, but he was stopped by the man when he didn't want to .

Facing the man's gaze, Jian Shi'an smiled apologetically: "Sorry, Idonspeak Italian."

The man nodded, pointed at the piano box and smiled at him, then said in an extremely blunt tone: "Crab crab."

Hearing this non-standard "thank you", Jian Shi'an froze for a moment, then smiled and waved at the man, which meant——

You're welcome.

At this moment, Meng Cheng came over, stood beside Jian Shi'an, smiled at the blond man, and said something in Italian.

Jian Shi'an's other party was obviously stunned when he heard Meng Cheng's words, and after a few seconds, he realized that he also replied in Italian.

Meng Cheng nodded seriously, then looked at the female drummer next to him, and said something to the man.

The two came back and forth, talking in a language that Jian Shian couldn't understand, and Jian Shian thought to himself—the language they spoke didn't make sense, did they say "polysaccharide" instead of "heavy sugar"?

When Meng Cheng took Jian Shi'an away, Jian Shi'an waved to the man, and the man smiled back at him, and raised his hand holding the bow to him.

After walking away, Jian Shi'an looked at Meng Cheng curiously, and asked, "What were you talking about just now?"

Meng Cheng: "He said we are a good match."

Jian Shi'an: "...I'm serious with you."

Meng Cheng's face was serious: "I'm serious with you too."

Jian Shi'an was puzzled: "How does he know about our relationship?"

Meng Cheng: "Did I say that?"

Meng Cheng walked up just now, and the first thing he said to the blond man was——

"My boyfriend loves your music."

Jian Shian asked: "What did you say?"

Meng Cheng: "Secret it."

After finishing speaking, Meng Cheng shut up and made a zip movement.

Jian Shi'an was amused by his childish actions, and said, "Keep it a secret, it's not important anyway."

Seeing the smile on his face, Meng Cheng also smiled along with him, and then said:

"Come on, let's go inside and take a look."

…………

Jian Shi'an and Meng Cheng walked around St. Mark's Square for several hours, and actually saw a model of St. Mark's Square in a craft souvenir shop.

These models vary in size and workmanship, but the cheapest one costs several thousand RMB.

Jian Shi'an and Meng Cheng looked and looked, and then chose the one with the smallest workmanship and the best workmanship.

Although the model that Jian Shi'an bought was not large in size, it was so finely crafted that even the faces of the people in the square could be seen clearly, and even the reliefs on the pillars were clear.

The clerk told them that the tourists on the model are all made according to the faces of real tourists, and the bottom can be disassembled for the convenience of carrying, and they can install it after they return to China.

After giving the money, Jian Shian took her things and went out contentedly.

After that, the two of them walked the Bridge of Sighs for more than an hour. Jian Shi'an didn't feel anything other than feeling oppressed and cold.

Before leaving to go back to the hotel, Meng Cheng asked a tourist to take a group photo of him and Jian Shi'an. On the way back, he said that he would develop this photo after returning, and then frame it and hang it on the wall at home. .

Seeing that Meng Cheng's words became more and more outrageous, and finally talked about replacing the TV background wall at home with their photo wall, Jian Shi'an couldn't help interrupting him:

"Excessive."

"If that's the case, it's not good for an outsider to look at the family."

Meng Cheng said confidently: "Our family doesn't care what other people do."

When you come to their house, be prepared to be abused!

Besides, their family doesn't often have guests as guests. If it doesn't work, they have so many houses.

After staring at Meng Cheng for a while, Jian Shi'an was finally defeated: "You're right."

Meng Cheng smiled after hearing this, and Jian Shi'an said again: "But the TV background wall is not allowed to be changed."

Meng Cheng: "..."

Meng Cheng: "Okay..."

Anyway, you look good, you are right in everything you say.

…………

After playing in Venice for a few days, the two finally packed their things and prepared to return home.

When they came, there was only a small suitcase containing clothes and necessities, and when they returned, they changed into a large suitcase that was more than a circle larger.

Looking at the contents of this suitcase, Meng Cheng sat cross-legged on the bed and began to doubt:

"Did we buy so many things?"

Jian Shi'an nodded: "Yes."

The previous model was given by Jian Shi'an to Meng Cheng's sister Meng Mingyu's child, and it was sent back to China on the same day.

And he bought other things for Pei Bi and Meng Tianqing.

Looking at the huge suitcase, Meng Cheng joked: "There are so many things, don't be detained by the customs and say we are smuggling."

Jian Shi'an touched her chin after hearing this: "They are all souvenirs, probably not..."

Meng Cheng also followed his example and rubbed his chin in thought: "Hmm... At worst, I will be regarded as a purchasing agent."

After finishing speaking, Meng Cheng smiled again, and said, "Supporting husband and wife, it sounds good too."

Jian Shi'an: "..." Where is it good?

…………

Fortunately, their luggage was not stuck at the customs, and they passed through the customs smoothly. Uncle Xia was already waiting outside the airport.

As soon as he got in the car and closed the door, Meng Cheng leaned his head on Jian Shi'an's shoulder, and said in his mouth:

"I can't do it, I'm so sleepy, lend me your shoulder for jet lag."

Meng Cheng basically didn't sleep for more than ten hours on the plane, and now he was sleepy like a panda, while Jian Shi'an, on the contrary, slept all the way on the plane, and now he is full of energy.

After hearing Meng Cheng's words, Jian Shi'an moved to the side to give Meng Cheng more space, and whispered:

"It's uncomfortable to sleep like this. How about I go to the co-pilot and you sleep in the back?"

Before Jian Shi'an could make a move when he finished speaking, Meng Cheng, who had his eyes closed, grabbed his hand accurately and said:

"No, you stay here with me, I'll be fine for a while."

"I wouldn't sleep well if you were gone."

Hearing Meng Cheng's voice that seemed to be coquettish, what else could Jian Shi'an do?Naturally, he obediently stayed in the back seat and let him sleep on his back.

And Uncle Xia in front of him had a calm expression on his face, and the aura exuding from his body was - I didn't hear anything, so you go on, just pretend that I don't exist.

Halfway through the drive, Meng Cheng, who had leaned on Jian Shi'an's shoulder and squinted for a while, had his head resting on Jian Shi'an's lap.

He really fell asleep and was really tired.

Facing Jian Shi'an's gaze from the rearview mirror, Uncle Xia smiled at him gently, and whispered:

"Mr. Xiao is still like a child in front of you. You two have such a good relationship."

Uncle Xia hadn't heard Meng Cheng's coquettish tone to Jian Shi'an just now for many years.

Meng Cheng has long since stopped acting like a baby to Meng Tianqing and Pei Bi, he is already past that age.

When Uncle Xia said this, Jian Shi'an said to him a little embarrassedly, and replied in a low voice:

"Uncle Xia, you can just call me Xiaojian."

Jian Shi'an was quite uncomfortable when Uncle Xia used 'you' to him.

Regarding Jian Shi'an's proposal, Uncle Xia smiled silently, neither saying yes nor shaking his head.

After parking the car at the place where Jian Shi'an and Meng Cheng lived now, Uncle Xia said to Jian Shi'an:

"Mr. Jane, here we are."

Jian Shi'an felt that this title was acceptable, and at the same time, Meng Cheng, who had slept on his lap all the way, also opened his eyes.

Seeing that he was awake, Jian Shi'an said softly, "Get out of the car when you arrive, and go home and sleep again."

After sending Uncle Xia away, the two turned around and walked towards the building. Although Meng Cheng woke up, he was still sleepy. After entering the elevator, he stuck to Jian Shi'an's body as if he had no bones, and he couldn't even open his eyes.

After entering the door, Jian Shi'an threw the suitcase in the living room like this and took the sleepy someone to the bedroom. Meng Cheng would jump on the bed as soon as he saw it.

Jian Shi'an quickly grabbed him, let him sit beside him, and said:

"Wait a minute, I'll change the sheets."

No one lived in it for a few days, although it was invisible to the naked eye, there must have been a lot of dust on the bed.

Meng Cheng responded after hearing this, and then sat down on the sofa next to him. When Jian Shian saw it, he wanted to say that there was dust on the sofa, but then he thought about changing clothes later anyway, so he followed him. up.

So Meng Cheng half-closed his eyes to see that Jian Shi'an first tore off the original sheet and pillowcase on the bed, then opened the cabinet and took out a clean set to start changing.

Meng Cheng sat next to him and stared at Jian Shi'an, wondering when he would not be sleepy again.

After Jian Shi'an laid out the new sheets, she took out a set of Meng Cheng's pajamas for him to change.

Meng Cheng stood up without saying a word and began to take off his clothes.

Jian Shi'an felt that Meng Cheng, who was sleepy and confused, was very well-behaved.

When Jian Shi'an went to open the window to ventilate the air and turned around, Meng Cheng had pulled himself out of the way, looking straight at him.

Looking at Meng Cheng's suggestive eyes, doesn't he look sleepy?

He was deceived.

Jian Shi'an raised her eyebrows, looked at someone who was approaching her step by step, and asked:

"Aren't you sleepy?"

Standing still in front of Jian Shi'an, Meng Cheng hugged him and kissed him, and replied:

"I feel refreshed now."

Jian Shi'an glanced down, nodded and agreed: "Well, it's quite energetic."

While kissing, Meng Cheng brought him to the bed: "I haven't slept in our bed for a few days, I really miss it."

The author has something to say: Meng Cheng: Come on, let’s beat the jet lag together!

Jian Shi'an: I don't want it, this is not a simple complaint! [Speaking and being dragged onto the bed]

I’m here, I’m almost exhausted after eating hot pot and running to the toilet_:з」∠_

My God, these two people won't have rice dumplings during the Dragon Boat Festival, will they? ? ?

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