Chapter 81: Daily (1)

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Sheng Mingzhi is not a crybaby, but every time she shed a tear it was about Lu Jiayan.

And this time it was even more humiliating, as he couldn't lift his head in a bit of embarrassment after crying.

It is clear that the mood has settled down.

Lu Jiayan clearly felt the person in his arms stiffen slightly for a moment.

Sheng Mingzhi still had his face buried and didn't look up.

Lu Jiayan asked him, "What's wrong?"

Sheng Mingzhi said in a muffled voice, "My eyes hurt."

When the cold wind blew, the tears froze in my eyes.

Can it not hurt.

Lu Jiayan tries to take him up by the chin.

This was met with a fierce refusal from Sheng Mingzhi, who instead hugged him tighter and wouldn't let him see: "Wait!"

"Doesn't it hurt?"

"But the eyes are swollen from crying." Sheng Mingzhi justified, "Ugly."

It's supposed to be quite ugly.

Sheng Mingzhi is a flamboyant little peacock, who was given a thin layer of powder by the make-up artist to record the footage today, and is now definitely crying.

I know with my toes that it doesn't look good.

Sheng Mingzhi thought to himself that with this plot, Lu Jiayan should have said, "No matter what little Mr. Sheng looks like, he's still the best looking in my heart", so that he could barely show him his less polished side!

Obviously, Lu Jiayan's emotional intelligence does not improve in certain areas just because he is in a relationship.

After a long time, he said, "What kind of ugly face have I never seen?"

Sheng Mingzhi: "......"

That's true.

Sheng Mingzhi looked up, expressionless: "Do you think our relationship is stable now?"

It's not really ugly, it's just that her eyes are red from crying, the tip of her nose is red, and there are teardrops on her eyelashes.

Looks like a poor little dog.

Lu Jiayan raised an eyebrow: "I suppose, it's pretty stable?"

Sheng Mingzhi: "Oh. It's already shaky."

Give him back all that he has just touched.

Dog man!

The lady who owned the milk tea shop interrupted their conversation.

More than forty cups of milk tea were packed up by the owner and his son and delivered to the crew on the way.

Sheng Mingzhi doesn't do such tiring work, he just directs the boss's son around, without feeling any guilt.

The owner's son, a university student in his early twenties, seems to be enjoying himself at the behest of Sheng Mingzhi, packing milk tea and looking for something to talk about.

It was as if he, Lu Jiayan, was dead.

Sheng Mingzhi asked the owner to borrow a bottle of make-up remover and wiped the thin layer of powder off her face.

Lest the tears make an ugly mess of the east and west.

After the owner's son packed the bags, he volunteered to help Sheng Mingzhi carry them over.

Joy said, "It feels like you're no different from makeup after you take off your makeup... do you stars all look this good?"

Sheng Mingzhi was so pleased to be so flattered.

He looks at Lu Jiayan provocatively, as if to say, "Look at other people's art of speech, and look at your own.

Lu Jiayan is not so jealous as to be jealous of the son of a milk tea shop owner.

It's just slightly, a little, unpleasant to look at.

On the way out, the owner's son asked Sheng Mingzhi for his autograph.

Sheng Mingzhi readily gave him an autograph and turned his head to look at Lu Jiayan with his fox tail wagging, "See, little Mr. Sheng is not the same as he used to be, he's a big star now."

Lu Jiayan nodded to match him, "Little Mr. Sheng is right."

"To hell with you!" Sheng Mingzhi pounced on him, hanging on like an octopus: "You should have a little sense of crisis you know, I can be popular now, be careful I don't want you when I've made enough money."

"Yes, there should be a sense of crisis." Lu Jiayan says with deliberate resignation, "After all, they are younger than me, they can talk better than me, and they can please little Mr. Sheng better than me."

Sheng Mingzhi is a man who eats soft but not hard.

Lu Jiayan has really got him beaten to death in this respect.

As luck would have it, Sheng Mingzhi hesitated once he showed his weakness.

Beginning to wonder if I've gone a little too far.

"...... isn't that much of a roll." Sheng Mingzhi Jude: "You're still quite rich."

Lu Jiayan: "Is all I have left to offer is money?"

Actually, there's good-looking.

But Sheng Mingzhi won't talk about it, and it won't kill him.

Sheng Mingzhi muttered, "It's good enough to have money, what more do you want?"

"Also." Lu Jiayan said brazenly, "Wouldn't it be perfect if I was rich and handsome?"

Sheng Mingzhi: ......

Lu Jiayan is modest: "There's always some chance for other men."

Sheng Mingzhi is really too lazy to care about him.

Who knew that Lu Jiayan, the dog man, would not stop there?

"So how do I compare to little Mr. Sheng's White Moonlight?"

Sheng Mingzhi: ......

Look at him like that, acting like he doesn't know anything.

Sheng Mingzhi almost believed him.

You're playing dumb with me, aren't you?

Row.

Sheng Mingzhi laughed coldly: "What white moonlight?"

Lu Jiayan prompted, "Like from high school to now?"

Sheng Mingzhi: "Correction."

He was serious: "It's not that I liked him from high school to now. I just didn't see the world in high school, that's why I liked him, and now I don't."

Lu Jiayan raised an eyebrow: "Because you've seen me in this world?"

Sheng Mingzhi: "...... you want to be shameless."

What's this lame joke about the only person who can beat me is me?

Sheng Mingzhi suddenly remembered something and said innocently, "And now that I'm married, it's not good to have another white moonlight in my heart, is it? Jiayan, after all, I still have to take your feelings into consideration."

He paused, "Besides, I was called a little pervert by him earlier."

Lu Jiayan: "Little pervert?"

Sheng Mingzhi sneered, "Yes. Said I'd been hiding his pass for years like a pervert. Remembering that there was indeed such a thing, I went home and threw all his stuff away."

Lu Jiayan: ......

"Actually, it's okay."

The sound is inexplicably subtle.

"Really?"

Sheng Mingzhi felt like laughing out loud at the rare sight of Lu Jiayan's defeat.

But he forced a smile and said grimly, "But I've liked him for so many years, you shouldn't be jealous, should you, Brother Jiayan?"

Lu Jiayan: "......"

"Surreptitiously collecting his pass, you don't care, do you, Brother Jiayan?"

"You're not mad about keeping the draft paper he used in high school, are you, Brother Jiayan?"

"You don't mind not throwing away the birthday present he gave me that year, do you, Brother Jiayan?"

The more he talks, the more he gets excited, and Sheng Mingzhi doesn't even notice the corners of Lu Jiayan's mouth that he can't suppress.

Slightly curved.

It was not until he had finished that Sheng Mingzhi realised what was going on.

The whole person, from neck to cheeks, went red at once.

He choked up and stared hard at Lu Jiayan.

Lu Jiayan said languidly, "Why don't you go on?"

"...... You deliberately set me up!"

Rely on.

How did he manage to get so many things without hitting himself!

Lu Jiayan Dao said slowly, "So, there's draft paper and a birthday present?"

...... Don't say it.

The story is that Sheng Mingzhi was not really a pervert, but when he said it, it seemed like a real perversion.

Wait a minute, Sheng Mingzhi alerted, " Jiayan, you don't really think this is perverted, do you?"

It's not like he's deliberately trying to collect it!

It wasn't Lu Jiayan who used to like to do his homework at home with his brother.

And he lost everything, so many times that he had his sketch paper and water pen in his study.

When the nanny wanted to throw it away, Sheng Mingzhi didn't let her.

Besides, it was put away in a drawer and forgotten about, so who knew that all these years would pass at once.

Lu Jiayan said, "Not really."

Sheng Mingzhi: "...... really."

"Hmm." As if remembering something, the man leaned slightly closer to him and, in his ear, said ambiguously, "Little Mr Sheng, if you're curious, tonight I'll tell you what a real pervert is."

Sheng Mingzhi: ......

No need for that!

Don't want to know!

-

A few weeks later, a new year arrived.

As Sheng Mingzhi and Lu Jiayan were both men, there was no rule as to whose house New Year's Eve had to be spent in each year.

Last year, they spent the New Year with the Lu family, so by default, they are going back to the Sheng family this year.

Sheng Mingzhi was woken up on the morning of New Year's Eve, and that's what he hated most about New Year's Eve, no matter how rich his family was, there was no escaping the pain of waking up early on New Year's Day!

The Sheng family is one of YunJing's oldest plutocrats, but they don't have all the fancy parties for New Year.

Sheng Xue is not well and cannot be cared for without Sheng Yuan, so New Year's Eve was just a family dinner, but it was extraordinarily warm and ordinary.

Lu Jiayan played chess with Sheng Yuan early in the morning.

Sheng Mingzhi stayed in bed until nine o'clock, when Sheng Xu couldn't stand it and lifted his blanket, waking Sheng Mingzhi up.

It was at this time that he could truly appreciate the difference between his own brother and his own husband.

It is usually Lu Jiayan who coaxes him to wash up at home, but this year Lu Jiayan's time has been commandeered by his father, and Sheng Mingzhi seems to have returned to the years when he was young and ruled by Sheng Xu.

So getting out of bed was like fighting a war.

By the time Sheng Mingzhi came downstairs cursing, it was time for lunch.

In the afternoon Lu Jiayan accompanied Sheng Yuan on another fishing trip, which left Sheng Mingzhi furious.

Lu Jiayan has only a few days of free time at the end of the year, and when he comes home, he is dominated by his father, an old man, which makes him resentful.

Lu Jiayan fishes with his father while Sheng Mingzhi sits on the sidelines.

Sheng Mingzhi was not interested in all the financial talk they were having, so he used more fish food to keep the few fish Lu Jiayan had caught white.

In the words of his brother, just as repulsive as when he was a child.

After being relieved of his father's fishing duties, Sheng Xu comes back to talk business with Lu Jiayan.

Sheng Mingzhi, who had been waiting all day for Lu Jiayan to vacate, was finally fed up with waiting.

In particular, Lu Jiayan hasn't had much rest all day.

He didn't sleep well last night either and spent the day with his dad, so I don't know if anyone else was upset, but Sheng Mingzhi was a little upset.

He stopped Sheng Xu: "No. What are you doing? Talking about work on New Year's Eve, aren't you tired."

Sheng Xu looked at him inexplicably, "You're not the one being talked to, why are you tired?"

Sheng Mingzhi: "......"

He justified it by saying, "I think Lu Jiayan is tired, can't I?"

Sheng Xu paused for a moment to look at Lu Jiayan.

The eyes were meaningful: "Oh. None of my business."

He said he was going to follow Lu Jiayan to the study.

Sheng Mingzhi was furious and dragged Lu Jiayan straight to his feet, "You're not allowed to go! You haven't had a day off."

Sheng Xu: "Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Lu Jiayan said softly, "I'm okay."

"Hello my ass! My brother he's doing it on purpose can't you see, he's single and envies you for having such a perfect boyfriend!"

Sheng Xu :?

He laughed: "I envy Lu Jiayan for having you? Do I envy you for your bad temper, or for your reckless spending?"

Seeing Sheng Mingzhi about to lose his temper, Lu Jiayan quickly spoke up: "You're not bad-tempered, and I have money."

That's more like it!

Then he gets a look of pity from Sheng Xu.

As if to say, brother you are completely finished.

However, after Sheng Mingzhi's interruption, Sheng Xu probably felt that it was a bit too much to talk about business in the middle of the year.

Simply sit down in the living room and talk about other inconsequential things.

But this sitting made him uncomfortable.

It was mainly Sheng Mingzhi and Lu Jiayan who made him uncomfortable.

Sheng Mingzhi was chatting nicely, but he was also peeling oranges.

Sheng Xu had her eyes on the orange in his hand, ready to eat it as soon as he peeled it.

To his surprise, Sheng Mingzhi didn't even look at him after peeling the orange and put it directly into Lu Jiayan's hand.

When I looked back, I saw that Sheng Xu's hand was still in mid-air.

Faced with Sheng Xu's outrageous stare, Sheng Mingzhi said inexplicably, "What are you doing? Peel it yourself if you want to eat it."

Sheng Xu was incredulous: "You just peeled a whole one for Lu Jiayan, didn't you?!"

"...... is right."

Then he gave it to Lu Jiayan specifically, so why should he give it to you?

Sheng Xu raised her voice: "You can't split my half?"

Fuck you, I bought all the oranges for this table!

Sheng Mingzhi said nervously, "Well, you didn't say you were going to eat it."

Sheng Xu was caught off guard by this wave of dog food.

Exasperated, he gave him a thumbs up.

Lu Jiayan smiled, and said, "I'd love to share half of it with you, but I heard from the old man that you can't share oranges."

Don't be disgusting.

If you don't give it, you don't give it, so what's the excuse?

And, big brother.

It's the pears that you can't share, right?

Sheng Xu laughed coldly, "Why don't you tell me why you can't share it?"

Lu Jiayan raised his eyebrows: "Bad feng shui?"

God damn bad feng shui.

Sheng Xu laughed coldly, "I was blind to propose a marriage between you two."

Lu Jiayan retorted, "Don't say that. I think you have a good eye for me after all."

Sheng Xu Outrageous: "Is that what I think of you? What? It's not because -"

He stopped talking suddenly and oddly, then sat back as if nothing had happened and peeled himself an orange and ate it.

It was Sheng Mingzhi who froze for a moment.

Look at Sheng Xu.

Sheng Xu grimaced, "What are you looking at me for, Little Bai, the wolf with eyes. On the table are the oranges I bought, you're not allowed to eat them."

Sheng Mingzhi: "...... You're so naive, brother."

He seemed, however, to know something.

Sheng Mingzhi is inexplicably a little weak and guilty.

After a while, Sheng Xu felt a bump on his elbow.

He looked up and Sheng Mingzhi placed a peeled orange in his hand.

Muttering, she spoke, "Don't be mad at me, I'll peel one for you too."

Published at: 05/05/2022 14:00