tethered doll

Zhou Jiuliang's words always sounded conspiratorial to Meng Hetang, but he didn't ask too much, because after all, he couldn't control Zhou Jiuliang from his standpoint.He didn't care about anything else, and completely forgot about it after a long time, and Zhou Jiuliang made an inch of it afterwards, begging for hugs and begging to share the bed every night, Meng Hetang didn't refuse him again, and the two of them shared the bed in the past It's just that Zhou Jiuliang no longer just sleeps with his arms around him.

It is considered that they are all young, and once they get a little dirty, they will be out of control, but Zhou Jiuliang is extremely restrained, and Meng Hetang is even more unwilling to cross the line. When there is still something to do, someone will calm down first, and never take a step below the neck.This self-evident tacit understanding was weighed extremely smoothly between the two, and as for the new boundary, no one touched it.This kind of day is easy and comfortable, almost to the point of sinking one's life, but in this calmness, suddenly one day, waves come suddenly.

It turned out that when the two came back from the shop that day, they vaguely heard that Zhou Mengshi was arguing with Zhou Chunfu in the study. Because they were too far away, the two of them couldn't hear the details clearly. The servant brought the dinner into the house, intending to eat alone with Meng Hetang.But Meng Hetang has always been cautious, always afraid that it would be because of himself that the Zhou family would not be peaceful. When he thought about it this way, he would not be able to eat a few mouthfuls of food, so he put down the bowl and chopsticks and told Zhou Jiuliang, "I heard that my mother is angry, go back and persuade her." , she listens to you the most."

Zhou Jiuliang understood Meng Hetang's thoughts, put a piece of meat into his bowl, but said irrelevant words: "You are not allowed to talk while eating."

Meng Hetang couldn't eat any more, he chewed every bite, and couldn't taste the taste.Seeing that he was absent-minded and preoccupied, Zhou Jiuliang thought for a while, then put down the bowl and chopsticks and wiped his mouth, and said, "Tang, I learned a trick from a buddy a while ago."

Meng Hetang lost his thoughts, and subconsciously asked him, "What the hell?"

"Look." Zhou Jiuliang rubbed his hands, then stretched out his left hand to Meng Hetang's eyes: "Is there anything in this hand?"

Meng Hetang glanced: "No."

Zhou Jiuliang then stretched out his right hand again: "Is there nothing in this hand?"

Meng Hetang took another look: "No."

Seeing that he was perfunctory, Zhou Jiuliang stretched his hands forward again: "Look carefully, take a closer look, and don't turn around and say that I am fooling you."

Meng Hetang had no choice but to lean his head over to take a closer look.But he didn't want to just lower his head and before he had time to see clearly, he felt Zhou Jiuliang caressing his cheeks with two hands, one left and one right. When he raised his head in a daze, he saw Zhou Jiuliang cheering at him: "Look, Hua'er~"

Meng Hetang was taken aback, then burst out laughing, raised his hand and pushed Zhou Jiuliang: "Go, go."

It's just that his strength is too weak, and he didn't push seriously, Zhou Jiuliang still held his face with both hands, looked at him with a smile and said: "Our flowers, tsk tsk, beautiful, beautiful, look at the spring flowers blooming today, Hundreds of flowers are competing for beauty, but they are not as beautiful as our national beauty and heavenly fragrance."

"Fuck you." Meng Hetang suppressed his smile and punched him on the shoulder, saying, "I can do tricks if you do this."

Zhou Jiuliang smiled and asked him, "Yes? Then show me a different one."

Meng Hetang drew a gourd in the same way, and stretched out his left hand: "Look at this hand, there's nothing there, right?"

Zhou Jiuliang took a serious look and nodded: "Well, no."

"You don't have this hand either?"

"Well, not really."

"Look carefully! Take a closer look!" Meng Hetang raised his hand, and saw Zhou Jiuliang obediently approaching his face, holding his hands gently, smiling all over his eyes: "Look, Bao'er~"

That kind of smile was dazzling in Zhou Jiuliang's eyes. He raised his hand to grab Meng Hetang's, pulled him into his arms with all his strength, and bowed his head for a deep kiss.

He can't hide it, can't lose it, he really loves the way he smiles.

"Are you happier?" Zhou Jiuliang asked him.

Only then did Meng Hetang think of the incident just now, but he was still happy, and he felt much better: "Go and see later, mother is not happy, it's always wrong if you don't go."

"Okay." Zhou Jiuliang nodded, let go of the person in his arms and picked up the bowls and chopsticks again: "Eat first."

Seeing that he agreed, Meng Hetang no longer insisted on this matter. After the meal was over, Zhou Jiuliang agreed to talk to Zhou Mengshi. Before going, he made a special trip to the kitchen and asked someone to prepare it The white fungus soup and the other cup were sent to Zhou Chunfu.

Far from entering the room, he could vaguely hear Zhou Meng's weeping. Zhou Jiuliang couldn't see others crying, especially his own mother, pushed the door in, put the stew pot on the table and walked over: "Mother, why are you crying?" Did you fight with dad again?"

Zhou Mengshi was already sad, but when she saw Zhou Jiuliang coming, the embankment collapsed, and she burst into tears, relentlessly pointing at her son: "It's not your father, after all these years, this crooked mind has never been extinguished." , thinking about taking a concubine at such an age!"

"Yo..." Zhou Jiuliang sat next to Zhou Mengshi and hugged her to comfort her: "This is such a mess, I can marry a wife, what kind of concubine does he have...do you want to have a son? "

"That's not it." Zhou Mengshi wiped his tears, and with his son comforting him, he suddenly felt much better and talked more: "He went to the prefect's mansion to deliver things, and in a blink of an eye, he fell in love with that prefect's cousin. Then Zhao Shi said she was a cousin, and she was a relative who couldn't be farther away. She hadn't come to the house for many years, but she met that day. Her husband died three years ago, and she never had a child after being married for many years. You say, even if you take a concubine, you can't Let a widow in! Does Zhou Chunfu want a son or a woman!"

Zhou Jiuliang scratched his head, seeing how angry Zhou Mengshi was, he knew that he shouldn't be on Zhou Chunfu's side, so he quickly said, "Mother, don't worry, I'm the one to do this, I'll help you, absolutely don't let Mrs. Zhao in." .”

"Really?" Zhou Mengshi was overjoyed, and then tears came down again. She hugged Zhou Jiuliang and cried, "It's better to have my own son, and it's good for mother to have you. Otherwise, it's really..."

While patting her on the shoulder to comfort her, Zhou Jiuliang took the stewing pot aside, opened the lid and handed the spoon over together: "Mother, you see, I specially asked the servants to stew it. You can eat something sweet. We don't feel bad." He was so considerate and meticulous, Zhou Mengshi didn't think much about it at all.Seeing that Zhou Jiuliang had stabilized Zhou Mengshi, the pot of white fungus soup was slowly bottoming out, and a cunning that was difficult to detect gradually appeared in his eyes.