[Soldier fellow Cheng Yuan] Dongfeng Evil

It's getting late, you can take me back. "Yuan Lang nodded.

When Yuan Lang came back, Cheng Cai was already sitting in the office in a clean suit and began to write a summary.

Yuan Lang didn't look for Chengcai either, and turned back to deal with his backlog of work.

After turning off the lights at night, Chengcai rested his head on Yuan Lang's arm, "Hey, your mother is similar to what I imagined, and she can recognize me at a glance. The eyes on her body are similar to the north wind in Donglian Sanjiu."

Yuan Dalang didn't take it seriously, "Huahua, I don't worry about your work. Are you tired today?"

"I'm fine, it's not as intense as usual. When does she want to see me?"

"tomorrow."

Chengcai kissed Yuan Lang's face, "Oh, you don't want to give me a chance to breathe? Yuan Lang, you are so evil, you are definitely inherited."

Yuan Lang hugged Chengcai subconsciously, "I..."

Chengcai hugged Yuan Lang back vigorously, "Don't worry, you need to take care of your heart. As long as your body and mind belong to me, everything else is fine."

Yuan Lang said with a smirk, "I gave you my heart a long time ago, you have to put it away yourself. As for my body, let's prove it is yours now..."

Chengcai turned over and held down Yuan Lang, "In order to ensure that I will not perform abnormally tomorrow, I can only wrong you."

Yuan Lang asked the sky speechlessly, why is it me again? (The captain said that because this is Cheng Yuanwen, Rose said)

Afraid of losing, Yuan Lang clings tightly to Chengcai, fearing that after tonight, everything will change.

Chengcai is extremely gentle, with warmth in his heart, "Yuan Lang, you actually worry about gain and loss because of me."

The long night is long, but because of a couple of lovers, it seems that the spring night is short...

In other words, I actually changed this article from the past. Is it suspected of abusing the captain?Isn't Huahua too attractive?

3. Talking and talking

Early the next morning, Cheng Cai found an open bottle, filled it with water, took the scissors and ran to Wu Zhe's rose garden.

They cut off 40 roses neatly and put them in a bottle, which is very spectacular.

Chengcai was driving, Yuan Lang had no choice but to hold the rose bottle, looking at it again and again, "What do you mean?"

Chengcai laughed, "I don't understand this, 40—a love that will never change!"

Yuan Lang's hands trembled slightly, "Successful..."

Chengcai laughed and said, "It makes you nervous. You were tortured by your mother when you were young, right? Oh, by the way, what kind of fruit does your mother like to eat?"

"Huh? Oh, Apple. What?"

Chengcai smiled and said nothing. "Then what fruit do you hate the most?"

"Pomegranate, she hates the taste of pomegranates."

After entering the city, Cheng Cai first drove to the supermarket and picked up apples and pomegranates.

Then drive the car into the guest house.

Mama Yuan looked at the two from the window. If it wasn't her son, they really matched each other.

After entering the door, Chengcai arranged the flowers, "I don't know what flowers you like, we only have this here."

Mama Yuan said, "Thank you, can I talk to you alone?"

Chengcai glanced at Yuan Lang, who had already changed his color, "Isn't it necessary? I have nothing that I can't let him know, and I believe you don't either."

Yuan Lang's face softened slightly, Yuan's mother nodded, "Okay."

After the two sat down, Mama Yuan went straight to the point, "What's your relationship with Yuan Lang?"

Chengcai took Yuan Lang's hand, put it in the palm of his hand, and held it tightly, with a sense of comfort. He raised his head and looked at Yuan's mother, "Ming people don't speak secretly, it's the relationship you see."

Yuan's mother was furious, "I want to know the truth."

Chengcai smiled, "What you see is the truth, and what you hear is the truth. Hold your hand and grow old with you. Is there anything you don't understand?"

Mother Yuan seemed to be infected by Chengcai's composure, and suppressed her anger, "Son, you are still so young, why don't you think about the future? You two..."

Chengcai interrupted, "What do we do? You saw it yesterday. Human life is short. Who will know what will happen tomorrow? If I go to the battlefield tomorrow, I don't know if I will be able to come back."

Yuan Lang frowned, although Cheng Cai didn't look at him, he still felt it, and quickly patted his hand, "Let me use an analogy."

Turning back to Mama Yuan, "So, tomorrow is an unknown thing. Always thinking about tomorrow is pure mediocrity. I just need to live each day well."

Mother Yuan was helpless, "Aren't you thinking of Yuan Lang?"

Chengcai burst out laughing, "Yuan Lang, have I thought about it for you? Is it more convincing for you as the client?"

"I'm his mother. There's nothing wrong with being a mother for her own children."

Chengcai looked at Yuan Lang, "Just because you talked to me today, it means that you don't love him as much as I do. I won't object to anything he does, let alone come to my door to object."

Mother Yuan's anger went up again, "I am his mother, so what I say has no effect?"

Chengcai shook his head indifferently, "It's true that you are his mother. But you are not my mother. My mother will never interfere in my life. Besides, you should be my mother-in-law, but the mother-in-law is not my real mother. What's more, you don't admit that I am him now, so you are not even my mother-in-law, so it seems that there is really no half-money relationship between us."

Yuan Lang listened to Chengcai repeating the word "mother-in-law", one accidentally choked on saliva and coughed desperately, Chengcai quickly poured water, and fed the water down while patting his back.

Seeing someone taking care of her son like this, Yuan's mother couldn't help feeling emotional, and her tone eased: "Aren't you afraid that one day you will regret it?"

Chengcai was still stroking Yuan Lang's back without raising his eyelids, "Regret? I don't know if I won't regret being with him in the future, but I know that if I don't be with him, I will definitely regret it in the future."

"Then what if one day he gets tired of you and doesn't want to be with you anymore?"

Yuan Lang coughed and was speechless, so Cheng Cai had no choice but to pat him on the back lightly, "You don't have to worry about it. On that day, as long as he says a word, I will leave immediately. I love him and I won't let him Difficult."

"Then what if he wants to get married in the future and doesn't want to let you go? You won't regret it either?"

"How he treats me is his business, how I love him is my business. Don't worry, it won't be like in "Double Food Tale". I just don't cook weird meals for him."

[-]. Talking and talking

Mama Yuan felt a bit stuck in her thoughts, "You two won't be happy together."

Chengcai finally laughed out loud, "Can you tell me what happiness is? Happiness is just a feeling, and we think happiness is happiness, and nothing else."

Seeing that Yuan Lang finally stopped coughing, Chengcai picked up an apple knife and quickly peeled an apple without breaking the skin, and handed it to Mama Yuan, "I heard that you love apples. I have practiced peeling apples since I was a child. Our family In that place, in winter, there are no fruits, except apples."

Then he took another pomegranate, broke it apart, and peeled off the crystal clear fruits one by one along the grain, and put them in Yuan Lang's hands, not forgetting to ask, "Be careful not to choke on it."

Looking at Mama Yuan who was biting an apple thoughtfully, Chengcai said, "Happiness is like this fruit. You love apples, and I love pomegranates. Even though apples are extremely delicious to you, I ate too many apples when I was young. I don’t eat apples after the age of 10. Conversely, if I say how delicious pomegranates are, would you think that eating pomegranates is happier than eating apples?”

Mother Yuan sighed, "Okay, aside from the two of you, I can't let this happen to the Yuan family."

Chengcai stared at Yuan Lang closely, for fear that he would choke on the pomegranate seeds again, "You have finally said the real reason. Do you think it makes sense for you to destroy your son's happiness so selfishly? Just for your own peace of mind? Then what do you think? Can you feel at ease? Have you always read "The Peacock Flies to the Southeast"? Do you think what Zhongqing's mother did is meaningful?"

Mama Yuan began to speak indiscriminately, "Anyway, don't ask me to agree to your business."

Chengcai watched Yuan Lang spit out all the pomegranate seeds unhurriedly, "Whether you agree or not is up to you. I'm not your son, so I don't need to ask for your opinion."

Mother Yuan began to sigh, "Aren't you going to leave him anyway? Even if I beg you?"

Chengcai put the pomegranate seeds into the trash can, looked at Mama Yuan seriously, "I'm sorry, it's useless to beg me. Unless he doesn't love me anymore, otherwise, I won't leave.

I'm approaching 30, and believe it or not, I've killed more people in my first half of my life than I've ever known.If I were really that easy to soften my heart, I wouldn't have nine lives left to talk to you here.

In this world, the only person I care about is him, and only him.

Although you are his mother, you are not him.It's no use begging me, really. "

Mama Yuan probably didn't expect to meet such a stickler, and she began to lose her mind, so she had to detour, "Then what should you do when you get old? No children?"

Chengcai said, "Don't worry about that. I'm younger than him, and I'll take care of him. Besides, in this world, having sons and daughters doesn't necessarily mean filial piety. As an only child nowadays, it's good if you don't chew on the old one. The two of us It is still affordable to hire a nanny for the pension, which is much less than the cost of raising a child."

Mama Yuan fell into deep thought, and changed the subject, "Did you take a bullet for him?"

Chengcai said calmly, "Oh, it seems there was one, I don't remember."

Yuan Lang raised his head abruptly, and subconsciously touched the bullet marks on Cheng Cai's body.

Chengcai grabbed Yuan Lang's hand, "If you really love someone, you won't remember what you did to him, I only remember what he gave me."

Mother Yuan said suspiciously, "You seem to be