Dressed as a bully and always finds her boyfriend

Although Wen Dahai and Zou Ying disagreed, they would not refuse directly in front of Yan Rong.

The two looked at each other, looking at Wen Zheyan.

Wen Zheyan was sitting next to Yan Rong, secretly making a begging gesture.

The two parents knew that their son had been planted.

Zou Ying sighed, and was about to say something, when Yan Rong said, "Uncle and aunt, I'm really sorry, this kind of day should be fun for the whole family, but I came here rashly, and I'm really bothering you. Could you move the sofa Lend me?"

After saying this, Zou Ying and Wen Dahai felt a little embarrassed.

How can there be a reason why the host let the guests sleep on the sofa when the guests come to visit?

Although this person would be a member of their family sooner or later if there were no accidents, but now he and Yanyan are just lovers, they are guests, and it is always against the rules.

"Where is this going?"

Zou Ying immediately shook her head, "It's still snowing outside. It's not safe to drive in such a cold day. It's definitely not suitable for you to go back. The sofa is relatively small, and you might fall from it when you lie on it. You'd better go with it." Yan Yan, go to sleep."

Yan Rong lowered his eyes: "Thank you, Auntie."

Wen Dahai immediately stretched out his hand to pull Zou Ying.

Zou Ying glared at Wen Dahai, and the two took out their mobile phones at the same time, and started chatting secretly.

Wen Dahai: "Why did you agree? Just sleep together? Anyway, I can't accept it."

Zou Ying: "Yan Yan is not a child anymore, she should be measured. Yan Rong's experience is also placed here. It is impossible for the two of them to do inappropriate things at this stall regardless of our opinions."

Wen Dahai: "Such a fart, a man has no sense of proportion. Did you forget? Didn't I swear to you that I wouldn't go in, otherwise how could I have such a good face—"

Zou Ying: "You sleep on the sofa tonight. Smile.jpg"

Wen Dahai: "...I was wrong."

Wen Zheyan had no idea what his parents were talking about.

As soon as he heard that Zou Ying agreed, he knew that the matter was settled, and he was very happy - after all, Wen Dahai didn't have much say at home.

After watching the last few shows of the Spring Festival Gala, it's time to go to bed.

Cai Xuanpeng winked at Wen Zheyan.

Wen Zheyan immediately stretched out two fingers and compared his eyes threateningly.

Cai Xuanpeng laughed loudly, and walked forward with his arms around Kang Rong's neck: "Auntie, Kang Rong and I are going to bed first, what time will we wake up tomorrow?"

Wen Dahai went to the toilet before, and now Zou Ying is left alone.

Zou Ying said: "You are not allowed to wake up on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Don't set an alarm clock. Just sleep until the time. Anyway, it is the same time to go to relatives now. We are not in a hurry." After she finished speaking, she turned to Looking at Yan Rong, "Yan Rong, will you visit relatives with us tomorrow?"

Before Yan Rong could answer, Wen Zheyan rushed to answer: "Together. Anyway, I have brought Cai Xuanpeng and Kang Rong, and I don't want to stick to one more."

Zou Ying: "..."

it is good.

Her son is completely finished.

Look at this tense.

Seeing that Zou Ying was silent, Wen Zheyan hurriedly shouted coquettishly, "Mom—"

On the side, when Yan Rong heard Wen Zheyan's words, he couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, and then put it down at an extremely fast speed, returning to his usual indifferent and reserved appearance.

He bowed slightly: "Then I will trouble my uncle and aunt tomorrow."

The words are rushing to the point where Wen Zheyan is still acting like a baby, what can Zou Ying say?

She glared at Wen Zheyan, thinking that she would go back and deal with this aggressive Wen Zheyan, then turned to Yan Rong and said, "See you tomorrow morning."

"it is good."

Wen Zheyan seemed to be afraid that Zou Ying would go back on his word, and quickly took Yan Rong back to the room.

"The bathroom is over there, take a shower first, and I'll find you clothes." Wen Zheyan said.

Yan Rong responded.

Wen Zheyan went to look in the cloakroom.

Yan Rong took a shower, and Wen Zheyan knocked on the bathroom door halfway through the shower.

"Yan Rong, I brought my pajamas."

Wen Zheyan held the clothes and towels in his hands, just waiting for Yan Rong to open the bathroom door and stretch out an arm so that he could pass the clothes over, but to his surprise, the bathroom door was pulled in front of him open.

He saw at a glance——

Wen Zheyan was shocked all of a sudden.

His face turned red instantly, his mouth was half-opened, unable to utter a word.

Yan Rong: "What?"

Wen Zheyan quickly stuffed the clothes in his hands into Yan Rong's arms, regardless of whether there were water stains on his body.

He stammered and said: "...You, you don't have to pull it away like this. I'll come over and deliver clothes to you. You just need to stretch out an arm to get something."

Yan Rong reached out to catch the clothes, and said lightly: "It's not like I haven't seen it before. Didn't you recover your memory?"

Wen Zheyan: "???"

Seeing Wen Zheyan's confused expression, Yan Rong was also taken aback: "That's because I was thinking about it..."

When he saw Wen Zheyan ask about the brand of Ding Wei's toffee, he thought that Wen Zheyan had just remembered everything from the past.Originally, Yan Rong planned to finish his work before returning to China, but when he thought of Wen Zheyan recovering his memory, he couldn't help himself, so he came back early.

Unexpectedly, Wen Zheyan didn't remember.

Yan Rong thought to himself that Wen Zheyan could think of toffee probably because of a flash of inspiration, or he only remembered such a little thing.

It's ok.

Not urgent.

Take it easy.

Anyway, after waiting for such a long time, what's the point of waiting for a while?

Yan Rong lowered his eyes.

The long eyelashes suppressed all the crazy look in his eyes: "Then I will continue to take a bath."

"...Mmm, mmmm, go quickly." Wen Zheyan regained his senses.

The bathroom door closes in front of you.

Wen Zheyan looked up, staring at the ceiling: "Grass. It's so big."

His face was a little hot, he hurriedly pulled up his slippers, and went to the side to open the window.

It is very late.

The world outside the window was silent.

The sky was gray, but the street lamps pierced into the ground were still shining, illuminating the surrounding area.

The falling snow has been falling non-stop since the afternoon, and there is no wind. It seems that countless beautiful petals are floating down from the sky. In just a few hours, the whole world has been dyed white.

Wrapped in silver.

Touched by the cool air, the heat on Wen Zheyan's face dropped.

He rested his head on the side window.

At this rate, we will definitely be able to have a snowball fight tomorrow!

It's just that the snow is deep and the road is not easy to walk.

Wen Zheyan watched the night scene quietly for a while, and the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

He began to get nervous again, guessing Yan Rong's actions, thinking that he should come out of the bathroom, and kept clasping the edge of the window with his hands.

Sure enough, Wen Zheyan's countdown ended, the bathroom door was pushed open, and Yan Rong's voice sounded: "Go and wash."

Wen Zheyan: "Okay."

He thought of the previous glimpse in his mind, and now he didn't even dare to look at Yan Rong. He entered the bathroom nervously, and after washing in a hurry, he came out again, and saw that Yan Rong was not lying on the bed, but on the side of his bed. A small mattress.

Wen Zheyan blinked: "Are you going to sleep on the floor?"

Yan Rong: "Well. Our current relationship, if we sleep together, it's not good for your parents to see."

Yan Rong didn't want Zou Ying and Wen Dahai to be obstacles for him to be with Wen Zheyan.

For the two parents who love their children very much, even if they know that children of this age should go through everything, they definitely don't want to see Wen Zheyan and Yan Rong lie down when they are still in love. In a bed, or at home.

Even simply lying on the bed is not suitable.

——Only knowing how to measure can improve Zou Ying and Wen Dahai's favor.

"Oh."

Wen Zheyan responded dryly.

He looked at Yan Rong's back.

In fact, Wen Zheyan thought it was nothing. Although they were lovers, they didn't know how to do anything, and the bed was so big... But since Yan Rong said so, Wen Zheyan didn't force it.

He even breathed a sigh of relief.

If we slept together today, the progress would be too fast!

——At least for Wen Zheyan, it was as fast as riding a rocket.

Yan Rong quickly finished making the bed, Wen Zheyan was afraid that he would not sleep well, so he added another layer of bedding, and Yan Rong lay on the ground.

There is floor heating at home, and there are several layers of bedding, but Wen Zheyan is not worried that Yan Rong will freeze.

But when Wen Zheyan was lying on the bed, listening to the extra clear and shallow breathing in the room, he felt a little uncomfortable again.

He recalled when he first met Yan Rong today.

Yan Rong said that he would leave after seeing him.

... If Cai Xuanpeng and Kang Rong weren't there, maybe Yan Rong would really have left.

Love is really strange.

It actually drives a person to set off in the snowy night, traveling thousands of miles, just to see the one he loves.

does it worth?

Wen Zheyan clenched the quilt tightly.

He was lying on the soft bed, staring at his eyes, unable to fall asleep for a long time, thinking that it was not long before the two of them lay down, and Yan Rong would not be able to fall asleep, so he called out softly: "Yan Rong..."

Yan Rong: "Huh?"

Wen Zheyan's heart turned hard, he closed his eyes, and whispered, "Do you want to come up to sleep? Sleeping on the floor is definitely not as comfortable as a bed...Actually, my parents shouldn't be so rigid."

Before, Zou Ying told him what to wear when doing it...

Yan Rong: "No need."

Yan Rong's thoughts turned, wanting to pull Wen Zheyan into his arms and give him a good kiss, but in the end he still restrained himself.

He didn't explain much.

Wen Zheyan: "...Oh."

All the courage that Wen Zheyan had gathered before was drained in an instant.

He thought to himself, if you don’t sleep, you don’t sleep, it’s okay if you don’t come, I can occupy a three-meter bed by myself, and I can roll back and forth...

Thinking this way, Wen Zheyan turned twice on the bed, and was about to speak when the door of the room was suddenly pushed open.

Wen Hai said: "Yan Yan——"

Wen Dahai flicked on the light and saw the situation in the room at a glance.

——His good son is lying on the bed. Although the quilt is a bit messy, it seems to be caused by rolling over, and the pajamas on his body are also well put on. Yan Rong made a bed on the ground beside him. Lying down neatly, it is definitely not a pose that can be taken in a second.

Wen Dahai nodded in satisfaction.

can.

His surprise inspection this time was because he was afraid that Yan Rong might do something wrong to his precious son. Now that they are separated so far apart, his son is lying on the bed, while Yan Rong is lying on the ground, he said in his heart, fortunately, you still know avoid arousing suspicion.

Wen Dahai raised his satisfaction with Yan Rong, his daughter-in-law.

Wen Zheyan was stunned.

His eyes were not used to the light, and he squinted to look at Wen Dahai at the door: "Dad? What's wrong?"

"Oh, it's nothing, I just remembered something, I wanted to tell you, but I forgot after I came in... Forget it, I'll tell you when I remember it tomorrow. I'm leaving." Wen Dahai simply said Close the door neatly.

Wen Zheyan: "..."

Wen Zheyan was speechless.

Dad, your excuses are really bad.