Love him deep into bone marrow Jian Hanfeng Chengyou

Cheng Ran frowned and looked at Jian Qing's handsome profile, "Qing, this is not good, there are so many guest rooms in the house, why let my brother live in the warehouse."

"He only deserves to live there." Jian Qing said coldly.

"After all, what kind of status should match what kind of house, I can continue to take him in is very good."

"Don't do this." Cheng Ran's eyes showed worry.

Under Cheng Ran's repeated persuasion, Cheng Wen finally did not live in the dirty underground warehouse, but was ordered to move to the nanny's room in the stairwell.

She used to live there when Mrs. Li was here. The room was very narrow, with only a small square table and a single bed inside, but the environment was not bad. At least it was made of white wall tiles. For people like Cheng Wen who are used to suffering As far as I'm concerned, there's nothing wrong with it.

The only bad thing is that the two of them didn't seem to regard him as a human being. Needless to say, Jian Qing would sneer at the little fool when things went wrong, while Cheng Ran would only treat him kindly when there were people around. .

Three days later in the morning, Cheng Wen woke up and made breakfast early. When the two of them were about to start eating, Jian Qing suddenly received a call. There was an emergency at the company, and he had to leave before he had time to take a bite. Forgot to kiss the corner of Cheng Ran's forehead, and then said to the little fool who was standing stiffly aside, "Take care of your brother."

"Okay...Okay." Cheng Wen bowed his head and responded lightly.

After Jian Qing left, the two brothers were left in the huge house.

Cheng Ran didn't have a job today, and he was still wearing soft light blue home clothes. He rubbed his eyes sleepily, pulled out the chair and sat down slowly.

The breakfast is very rich, there are western style, fried eggs, grilled sausage, toast, milk, etc., there are also Chinese style, buns, small wontons, fried dough sticks...

This is Jian Qing's order after Cheng Ran moved in. The daily breakfast must be varied, and must not be less than ten, lest his lover can't eat well here.

In order to meet his request, Cheng Wen had to get up early to work, get everything ready, and put it on the dining table before they went downstairs.

As for Cheng Wen himself, only after they had finished their meal could they take their leftover food to his little room to eat.

Normally, they are rushing to work, and it will be over in half an hour at most. On weekends, it is common for the two of them to drink coffee and chat at the dining table for several hours.

At this time, Cheng Wen's body was already very heavy, and he was already panting after walking a few steps. In addition, his feet were a little swollen due to pregnancy, and he would be tired and painful after standing for a long time, but he could only endure it. Because when the master is eating, the nanny must be by the side.

"Why are you in a daze, come here and pour me a glass of milk." Cheng Ran grabbed a piece of toast and said lazily.

Cheng Wen nodded, took a few steps forward while supporting his stomach, carefully opened the milk carton and poured it into the glass in his hand, "If it's not enough...there are still..."

Cheng Ran ignored him, picked up the milk and took a sip, his face immediately changed, and he smashed the bottom of the glass on the table, "Didn't you say that the milk must be heated before you can drink it?!"

Cheng Wen's throat tightened and his voice became hoarse, "Ran Ran...you...you didn't say this..."

"I didn't tell you that you didn't know how to think about it? It's so cold, and you gave me something so cold, is it because you want to freeze me to death?" Cheng Ran sneered.

"A fool is a fool. It's fine if you have no brains. You can't even be a babysitter. I don't know why Jian Qing has kept you until now."

The milk at room temperature is actually just right for the mouth. Jian Qing doesn't like drinking hot milk. He thinks the milk tastes strange when it's hot, and it will make you sick if you drink too much.

Maybe it's because everyone's tastes are different.

Cheng Wen kept his head down and didn't speak the whole time. He reached for the milk carton after the other party finished cursing, "I'm going to warm it up now..."

He was obviously used to the other party's indifference, but until now, he still couldn't help feeling sad.

Cheng Ran stared at his back and cursed, "Idiot."

"..." Cheng Wen's eyes were red, and he kept walking, pretending not to hear.

The milk was put into a special microwave container, and it would be ready in a few minutes, but when he brought it out to give to the other party, Cheng Ran changed his mind again.

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"Suddenly I don't want to drink milk, I want to drink coffee."

I didn't make coffee this morning, Cheng Wen paused for a moment, then nodded, "Okay... I'll make it, but it might take a while."

"Hurry up." Cheng Ran curled his lips and smiled innocently and harmlessly.

Cheng Wen didn't know how to do those complicated things before. He learned from Mrs. Chen when she was around. He also knew that he was stupid and couldn't really blend into the simple and clear world, so he could only focus on this aspect.

When Ah Qing wanted to drink coffee, he made a cup for him himself.

It took a long time to learn it.

But that person is not rare.

Cheng Wen had already given up. The reason why he stayed here was because he still remembered his mother's last entrustment to take good care of his younger brother.

Therefore, even if life is hard, even if his younger brother hates him, he still hopes that Cheng Ran can have a happy life, which includes a smooth career.

At that time, he will not owe anyone.

Half an hour later, Cheng Wen put a cup of strong coffee on the coffee table in front of Cheng Ran. The young man was sitting cross-legged on the sofa watching TV. He turned his eyes from the screen to him, frowning in disgust, "Why do you After such a long time, I’m already full, how can I drink coffee.”

"However, you can have some desserts after dinner. I want to eat tiramisu, macarons, red velvet cake, and fruits like cherries, pineapples, mangosteens, and durians. Anyway, you are idle when you are idle. Go and help me buy it."

Then, with a smile, Cheng Ran stretched out his hand to hook the handle of the cup, picked it up and handed it to him, "As for this cup of coffee, I'll give it to you."

The little fool didn't answer, his hands hanging on both sides tightened, and his soft voice was full of exhaustion, "I...I can't drink coffee..."

"Why not?" Cheng Ran raised his voice.

"The doctor said...can't..." Cheng Wen said.

When he went for the first pregnancy test, the doctor told him that a certain substance in coffee beans would affect the baby.

How could Cheng Ran not know, he just thought that this fool is easy to deceive, if he accidentally miscarried after drinking it, it would be the fault of his greedy mouth, and he couldn't blame himself.

Seeing that he didn't get the trick, Cheng Ran felt upset, glanced at his round belly with a sneer, brought the coffee to his lips and took a sip, "Oh, I don't know what kind of monster it will be when I'm born."

"It's just you protecting her like a baby."

Cheng Wen stood like a wooden man, only his slender eyelashes fluttered occasionally, and he remained silent.

It looked invulnerable, but in fact his body was already riddled with holes, and the blood dripping out couldn't be stopped no matter what.

"Hurry up and buy me desserts and fruits. You can't miss any of them. If you don't, I want you to look good." Cheng Ran scolded.

"...Okay." I got up before five o'clock, and the sun was shining and I haven't eaten anything yet. Cheng Wen's face turned pale, and his body couldn't bear it anymore, but he still complied.

As soon as he stepped out, Cheng Ran suddenly grabbed the remote control in his hand and smashed it to the ground as if to vent his anger.

Even if Jian Qing misunderstood that the child in Cheng Wen's stomach belonged to Yin Jingnan, he never intended to drive this idiot out, how could he not hate him.

His staying here is a naked threat to him.

To buy fruit at the supermarket, Cheng Wen first went to the dessert shop at the gate of the community.

Previously, I came here almost exclusively to get overnight bread, which is rare for me to spend my own money to buy things. The pastries in the window are exquisite and beautiful, and the prices are scary expensive, but Cheng Wen still thinks of him according to his brother's request. Let the clerk pick up what you want.

After the young girl at the cash register settled the bill as usual, she smiled at Cheng Wen, "Hello, the total here is 190."

Cheng Wen was a little nervous, nodded, lowered his head, and took out a roll of slightly wrinkled money from his trouser pocket, most of which were ten yuan and 20 yuan. Impatient, kept smiling and waiting for him.

At this moment, the mature and beautiful female store manager came out from the operating room of the dessert shop. She recognized Cheng Wen at a glance, and quickly stepped up to him and said, "Xiao Cheng, today we are holding an event in the store, the first 188 customers who come to patronize can be free of charge, congratulations, you have won a lottery."

Then he gave the cashier a wink.

"Ah...?" Cheng Wen looked up at her blankly, and said at a loss, "But... But last time, when I celebrated my birthday... when I... came to buy cakes, you confiscated my money..."

"We have this activity every day. You are lucky." The store manager smiled.

The cashier girl failed to receive the signal, and said with a puzzled face, "Manager, why is there such an event in our store, why didn't I know?"

"You've only been here for a few days, what do you know." The store manager gave her an annoyed look.

No matter how stupid Cheng Wen was, he could understand something. He was so moved that his eyes turned red for a moment, and said, "Sister... I... I know you have always taken good care of me... The bread is specially selected for me, but, but I don't care about these things. I can't take it for nothing, I have money..."

With that said, he stuffed the counted money into the store manager's hand.

The store manager looked down, sighed, and said simply, "Xiao Cheng, it's not me. About four or five months ago, a handsome Mr. Yin came to the store and paid 2 yuan. He said that as long as you come, we must choose the best for you."

"Before, the bread you received here was fresh."

"Mr. Yin told me to keep it from you, but I thought it would be boring if you didn't know that he cared about you so much."

Cheng Wen was stunned when he heard it, but he couldn't hear what the other party said later, and his nose felt sore, "Brother Jingnan..."

"Xiao Cheng, does he like you?" Ms. Chen Qingqing, an older leftover girl, asked curiously.

"I think your current partner is not as good as him. Otherwise, you should consider Mr. Yin. Such a man is too perfect. If I have such a good husband, who is handsome and rich, the key is to be so considerate and nice to him. You will wake up with a smile in your dreams..."

On the night when Cheng Wen came to pick up the bread more than a month ago, she met his man. He was good-looking, but he was too fierce to be at home. Seeing Cheng Wen like this, she knew that he treated him badly.

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Still the same sentence, my style of writing has always been to torture people to death. If you can’t stand it, don’t hurt yourself. It’s not good for you to come here and hurt me. Just treat it as a good deed.

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