That’s it?
"Haha, am I not suitable?" Xiao Ming looked at them eagerly, "I'm sorry for disturbing your peace."
"Do you have anything to eat when you get home? If not, just eat here before you go." Zheng Cheng said, "We can discuss the activities in a couple of days."
"Well, the food tonight is good too." Hanyu agreed.
Xiao Ming stayed as he had a serious work reason and there was really nothing to eat when he got home, so he didn't think much of it. After a while, he saw the servant happily leave work first, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
It wasn't until he saw Zheng Cheng staggering out of the kitchen with a pile of plates and dishes that he realized something was wrong.
"Oh, let me do it, let me do it!" Xiao Ming quickly put down the handle and rushed over to catch the plate that Zheng Cheng almost couldn't hold.
"Have you cleared the game? If not, go ahead and play. I can handle it on my own." Zheng Cheng waved his hands. "I didn't expect three sets of basins to be quite heavy."
"Hey, this isn't as important as helping," Xiao Ming counted the plates, "Are there three of us eating? So many bowls?"
"Yes, this is a set." Zheng Cheng laid out the placemat, two plates, a bowl, a spoon for each person, and also put a chopstick holder.
Something is wrong.
Normally when he's at home with Brother Cheng, he's not so formal. At most, he won't bring takeout boxes to the table, and drinks will be poured into cups with ice.
"Is there something good happening today?" Xiao Ming asked tentatively.
"Good news?" Zheng Cheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled. "Yeah, it's good news."
Something is wrong. Is it true or not?
The big boss slashed at Xiao Ming, and he couldn't dodge in time. He only had one drop of blood left, and the hero in the game was running around in circles, gasping for breath.
Zheng Cheng hasn't asked Xiao Ming to spend the night with him recently. He hasn't played for a long time and his hands are not very familiar with it.
Can it be, or can it not be?
Or is it for them but not for me?
"Xiao Ming, it's time to eat~"
With Zheng Cheng's shout, the hero's last drop of blood was cut off by a meteor bullet.
game over.
Brother Cheng won’t do that, he’s going to fire me.
Xiao Ming swallowed, got up and went to the restaurant.
The dishes in the evening were very good, including steamed swimming crab, small abalone in garlic sauce, and the fried gluten stuffed with meat that Xiao Ming liked.
"This is my first time eating this," Xiao Ming picked up some shredded pumpkin with scallion oil and slurped it into his mouth like slurping noodles. "It's a bit like lettuce, very refreshing."
"Oh, Zhou Min's family brought it. Their technology farm in Chongguang had a very good harvest this year." Zheng Cheng put the abalone aside and ate the rice with the fans. "Has he contacted you recently?"
Why mention him? Is he trying to help me find a way out?
"No, no." Xiao Ming picked up a piece of fried gluten and shrank his neck guiltily. "He... school has started, so he's usually busy."
"How can he be busy? He's almost finished writing his thesis in his sophomore year." Zheng Cheng responded casually, "I don't need your company recently. You can go and play with him when you have time."
"Aren't we going to talk about the schedule for the day after tomorrow?" Xiao Ming's voice suddenly rang out.
Both of them put down their chopsticks and looked at him.
"No, don't we need to talk anymore?" Xiao Ming saw that neither of them reacted and held the bowl nervously.
"Let's chat. I want you to eat more first. I saw you liked abalone last time at Siya." Zheng Cheng took one and put it on the plate. "Hey, this one is big."
Xiao Ming stuffed the abalone into his mouth and didn't dare to say anything more.
"Why are you so jumpy today? What's happened?" Zheng Cheng said, "We can talk now."
The content of the offline activities was just like that, signing in, listening to the guest lectures, then having tea and taking photos in the exhibition area, and getting to know the leaders of the organizer. Zheng Cheng felt that the process was similar to those of luxury stores such as Longheng.
"We are bound to encounter Peach Juice Yaoyao. Shouldn't we have less contact with her?" Xiao Ming asked.
"Just see his attitude. I don't care." Zheng Cheng has long been accustomed to this kind of hypocritical encounter. He can still pretend, it just depends on whether he wants to.
"I have a question," Hanyu said, "What am I going to do there?"
"Just follow along and take some photos. What else do you want to do? Seek revenge?" Zheng Cheng said with a smile, "You are just my assistant."
"assistant"
Clang.
Xiao Ming's chopsticks fell to the ground.
"Sorry, sorry, I'll go to the kitchen to rinse it." Xiao Ming crawled under the table to pick it up, but the chopsticks rolled to the other side and were picked up by Hu Hanyu.
"I'll go." Hanyu stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
"Yan Xiaoming." Zheng Cheng put away his smile. "What's wrong with you today?"
"No, nothing, haha, maybe I pressed the mouse too much in the afternoon, so my hands are shaking." Xiao Ming opened and tightened his hands and then relaxed them.
"Next time, I'll do it with you and you can teach me." Zheng Cheng said, "I want to learn too. Aren't short videos like those in Little Green Book easier to get started with?"
It’s over, it’s over, he even has to do the editing.
A short pain is worse than a long pain, and being active is worse than being passive.
"Brother Cheng!" Xiao Ming suddenly held onto the table and shouted sincerely.
"Oh my god!" Zheng Cheng was startled by him. "Why are you suddenly so loud?"
Right now, seize the opportunity, Xiao Ming expresses his gratitude from the bottom of his heart.
"I followed Brother Cheng right after I graduated. Brother Cheng and all the young masters are very kind to me. I am very happy every day."
Hanyu came back with a pair of chopsticks, looking at him with some confusion.
"Now that I've gotten to know you all, I sometimes joke around. It's not intentional, so I hope you don't take it personally. I still really, really, really, really enjoy this job!"
At this point, Xiao Ming became even more excited and suddenly stood up: "Please, Brother Cheng, if there is anything you are not satisfied with me, tell me and I can change it. Can you please not fire me?"
"Huh?" The last time Zheng Cheng's eyes got this wide was the last time. "When did I ever say I was going to fire you?"
"Do I even need to say this? You even had to learn editing on your own, and you even let Hu Hanyu take photos of you at events, and you even said he was your assistant. You wouldn't even ask me to do something as simple as fetching plates."
Xiao Ming recounted all the recent events, feeling aggrieved and almost crying. He was still trying to calm himself down, "To be honest, if you really don't want to see me, I can leave. I know that you're generous with money, so getting some compensation is really a good thing for me..."
"Pfft." Hu Hanyu couldn't help laughing out loud, "Brother Cheng, if there's such a good thing, can you please fire me first?"
"Get out of here." Zheng Cheng pushed him fiercely. "Yan Xiaoming, I'm not going to fire you."
"Really?" Xiao Ming couldn't believe it.
"Really, really, really! I originally wanted to find Hanyu to help share your burden. I have to follow the filming and editing, and handle business liaisons. Now you have to manage two accounts. It's too tiring for you alone." Zheng Cheng said, "I want to learn editing because I'm already interested in it. What are you thinking?"
"Then why you suddenly invite me to dinner and say you have good news..." Xiao Ming hesitated and tested.
Zheng Cheng and Hanyu looked at each other.
"Say it now?" Zheng Cheng asked.
"I'll listen to you." Hanyu smiled.
"I just want to officially tell you." Zheng Cheng whispered, holding Hanyu's hand, "We are together."
Silence for one second.
"That's it?" Xiao Ming asked.
Silence for two seconds.
"What do you mean? How can this be it?" Zheng Cheng slammed the table.
"No, no, Brother Cheng, I saw it a long time ago. It doesn't seem necessary to be so formal, right?" Xiao Ming quickly explained.
"Why don't we just make it official? Shouldn't we just make an official announcement? You three must be so anxious in Hainan." Zheng Cheng retorted, "We're both fine, so you don't need to bother us anymore. Do you hear me?"
"I know, I know. Congratulations, Brother Cheng, congratulations, Brother Cheng!" Xiao Ming finally felt relieved, and his hands were still clacking.
"Collect!" Zheng Cheng squeezed his palms, "Eat."
The three of them finally chatted happily for a while during the rest of the meal. After the official announcement, Zheng Cheng said he was happy and leaned on Hu Hanyu's shoulder.
It’s so nice to be able to be intimate at will.
"Oh, don't mention it. I originally found homosexuality difficult to accept." Xiao Ming looked at the two of them. "Why do you two seem so natural together?"
"It's been an entire night, and you finally said something I like to hear." Zheng Cheng smiled as he ate his rice. "I'll give you a raise at the end of the year."
After dinner, Xiao Ming rushed to clean up. He saw Hanyu standing at the table replying to messages, so Zheng Cheng went over to him.
"My dad said that the rent in Beijing hasn't increased again." Hanyu turned around and asked him, "Is it Zheng Lu's credit?"
"What's Zheng Liu's contribution? It's mine." Zheng Cheng leaned his head on his shoulder. "How are you going to praise me?"
"What's the point of praising? I like something practical." Hanyu pecked him on the mouth, put his arms around his waist and rubbed it twice.
"That's it?" Zheng Cheng imitated Xiao Ming's tone.
The two of them hugged each other and smiled.
"I'm going to the living room to get the dirty dishes. Hey, here I come." Xiao Ming walked over without looking around. "I'm here, I got them, and I'm leaving again. Hey, I'm going to the kitchen."
"What is he doing?" Zheng Cheng was puzzled.
"It's just like a sprinkler truck." Hanyu said with a smile, "It reminds us to dodge when it comes."
"You're crazy, right? Then why did I make this official?" Zheng Cheng hugged her directly and said, "Give her a good kiss."
"Hey, here I come~ I'll wipe it... I'll wipe it!" Xiao Ming, who was about to walk over with a rag, saw the two people in front of him being affectionate and turned around tactfully, "I'll come back to wipe the table later."
Still, I have to adapt.
"I tried my best. I didn't expect him to react so strongly." Zheng Cheng lay on the bed and called Zhou Min.
"Got it, thank you." Zhou Min sighed on the other end of the phone, "I'll think about it."
"What's there to think about? This is based on your feelings, not solving a problem. I won't say more. I'll stop teaching you." Zheng Cheng turned over and hooked his finger at Hu Hanyu who came out of the bathroom. "If you want to hear more, call me dad."
"Go away." Zhou Min hung up the phone with a smile.
"Have you told Zhou Min too?" Hanyu lay down beside him.
"Well, he's so envious." Zheng Cheng was a little proud.
"Do you envy you or me?" Hu Hanyu put his hand into Zheng Cheng's pajamas.
"I envy you, princess." Zheng Cheng leaned over, talking endlessly, "How can you have a boyfriend as good as me? He provides me with work, food and shelter, and also..."
The weight of his whole body pressed down on him, and Hanyu's knees pressed against the bed, preventing Zheng Cheng from bearing all of his weight. The kiss that had not been fulfilled after dinner was now filling the gap in what Zheng Cheng hadn't finished saying.
The rising heat seeped through his clothes and soaked his skin. Just before Zheng Cheng suffocated, Hanyu let him go.
"I'm in the way." He sat up and took off his shirt.
"You just don't need to wear it." Zheng Cheng laughed at him.
"I like this feeling," Hanyu helped him take off his shirt, then leaned over and bit his earlobe.
"Is this not a problem for you?" Zheng Cheng nudged the drawstring, which he had tied neatly, with his knee.
"Take it step by step," Hanyu dodged and pinched his leg, "You're really impatient."
"How can I not be anxious? Your injury hasn't healed yet, so I can only indulge myself." Zheng Cheng's fingers wrapped around the drawstring of his pants and pulled it out. "The cold dishes are almost finished. When will the hot dishes be served?"
Hanyu pressed his hand down and leaned over to block his non-stop talking mouth. He didn't talk until he was too busy breathing. Then he leaned close to his ear and said, "Tell me what you want to eat today."
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