Fake marriages don't need to be so spoiled

The hot pot was hot and spicy, with steaming white steam, Song Jiqing's face was hot from eating, and the tip of his nose was sweating a little.

Cheng Mu's clothes were neat, his face was calm, and he was not affected by the hot pot at all. He looked at Song Jiqing with a smile and said, "Would you like something to drink?"

Song Jiqing hissed so hotly that he said with tears in his eyes, "I want to drink soy milk."

The tingling feeling at the fingertips came again. Cheng Muxue rubbed his fingertips twice, rolled his Adam's apple, and said, "Okay, I'll get it."

Song Jiqing nodded, then watched as Cheng Mu got up, walked to the drink stand, and took a bottle of soy milk.During this small interval of taking soy milk, a handsome girl seized the opportunity to stop Cheng Mu.

The two leaned against the counter, they didn't know what to say, the girl was laughing all the time, but Cheng Mu also raised the corners of her mouth suddenly, feeling that they were having a good chat.

Song Jiqing dug a large spoonful of white rice with a spoon, and brought it straight to his mouth, chewing slowly with puffed cheeks, and only swallowed the rice when he saw Cheng Mu finished talking and came towards the table, and then He lowered his head and pretended to eat hot pot seriously.

The soy milk was plugged into a straw and placed by Song Jiqing's hand.

"Warm, drink it."

Song Jiqing said, "Thank you," took a sip of the soy milk, and asked, "Is that girl an acquaintance of yours just now? You've been chatting for a long time."

Cheng Mu said, "No."

Song Jiqing waited for Cheng Mu to continue, but Cheng Mu stopped and asked him, "Isn't it so spicy after drinking soy milk?"

Song Jiqing said "Yes", "It's not spicy anymore."

"What are you guys talking about?" Song Jiqing asked, picking at the pattern on the soy milk glass bottle.

"You really want to know?"

Song Jiqing took another sip of soy milk and said, "I want to know..."

"She asked if we were a couple," Cheng Mu said, "I said yes."

Song Jiqing's palms were a little hot, "And then."

"She just said, no wonder." Cheng Mu looked at Song Jiqing and smiled, "You guys are still wearing couple outfits."

"Is it a couple outfit?" Cheng Mu asked him, "Song Jiqing."

Song Jiqing looked at the clothes he was wearing today, dark blue jeans and a light brown down jacket, which really matched Cheng Mu's coat just right.

But he just had a flash of inspiration when he was changing clothes, and he didn't deliberately want to wear it like this.

Well, he didn't believe this excuse himself...

Song Jiqing raised his eyelids to look at Cheng Mu, then lowered his eyelids to stare at the hot pot for a long time, finally touched his upper lip, and said slowly, "It seems so."

Cheng Mu laughed, "What is it like?"

"Hey," Song Jiqing rubbed his own lip, feeling extremely guilty, "I won't ask you next time."

Cheng Mu stared at Song Jiqing with deep eyes, and said, "Song Jiqing, put your hand down, don't touch it."

Song Jiqing's ears turned red, and he said, "I wiped my mouth."

Cheng Mu sighed, "I know."

After eating the hot pot and paying the bill, the two of them walked out side by side. Although there was still plenty of sunshine during the day, it was winter after all. Walking out of a warm place made people feel a little chilly.

Song Jiqing put his hands in his pockets and walked beside Cheng Mu, dressed roundly like a little brown fur ball.

Cheng Mu tilted his head and asked, "Is it cold?"

Song Jiqing shook his head, then nodded again, "It's a little cold."

There was still a short distance from the parking space, perhaps because of the low temperature, Song Jiqing's eyelids looked very clear, like a piece of high-quality jade, and the slightly curved eyes were also very soft.

Cheng Mu moved his eyes down a little, and his voice became softer involuntarily: "Song Jiqing, do you want to hold hands?"

Song Jiqing was stunned for a moment, his eyelids trembled, and he said, "Are your hands hot?"

Cheng Mu's gaze remained unchanged, and he said, "It's always been hot."

Song Jiqing's heart trembled violently, and his fingertips felt slightly hot, "Oh."

"Then take it."

Cheng Mu stretched out his hand in front of him, spread out his palm, "Yes."

Song Jiqing put his hand up, and it was immediately clenched.

It's really warm, Cheng Mu's palm.

"What are we going to do later?" Song Jiqing asked.

"Watching a movie, how about it?" Cheng Mu said, "Everyone else goes on a date like this."

Song Jiqing said, "Is it a date?"

Cheng Mu asked back: "Isn't it?"

Song Jiqing didn't speak, moved his fingers, and held Cheng Mu's hand slightly back.

Tickets were purchased in advance on the mobile phone, and the movie started at [-]:[-] pm.

Cheng Mu bought him a big bucket of popcorn, Song Jiqing held it in his arms with one hand, the towering popcorn almost covered his face.

The other hand was held by Cheng Mu, and he had almost no hands to take other things, so Song Jiqing also followed Cheng Mu when checking the tickets.

The lady checking the ticket gave him a mysterious smile, and Song Jiqing immediately turned his head away in embarrassment.

The seat was in the middle of the sixth row, and Cheng Mu led Song Jiqing to find a seat and sit down.

They arrived early, and the film was minutes away from opening.

Song Jiqing wanted to eat popcorn, but he didn't have a free hand, so he managed carefully, trying to pull his hand out.

Cheng Mu glanced at him, but he didn't dare to move again.

Cheng Mu asked: "You don't want to hold me?"

Song Jiqing closed his eyes and said, "I want to get you some popcorn."

Cheng Mu said "oh", let go of his hand, and said, "All right."

There was a little sweat in the palms of the hands, Song Jiqing rubbed it on the dry cotton clothes without any trace, then pinched a piece of popcorn, without looking at it, and handed it to Cheng Mu's mouth, "Here."

Cheng Mu looked at Song Jiqing's hand holding the popcorn, deliberately didn't move, and said, "Song Jiqing, you're going to poke my jaw."

As soon as Song Jiqing opened his eyes to look at it, Cheng Mu opened his mouth and bit it, his lips brushed against Song Jiqing's finger by coincidence, and said, "Yes, I got it."

Song Jiqing asked: "Is the taste okay?"

Cheng Mu nodded and said, "Sweet."

Song Jiqing wanted to turn down the heating in the movie theater a little, it was too hot and he couldn't stand it.

Fortunately, the movie started soon, so they stopped talking and started watching the movie quietly, and continued to feed the popcorn.

Cheng Mu had hands, but they were all empty, but he didn't reach for them, and touched Song Jiqing's arm when he wanted to eat.

Song Jiqing had no choice but to obediently feed him popcorn.

But every time Cheng Mu bit it, he touched his finger.

Song Jiqing lowered his voice: "Do you want popcorn or my hands?"

"Sorry," Cheng Mu said frankly, "I was too focused on watching movies."

After watching the movie, it was almost six o'clock, the sky was getting dark, and the lights on the side of the street were shining brightly.

There was less than half of the popcorn left, and Song Jiqing held it in his hands and was reluctant to throw it away.

Suddenly recalling a small detail in the movie, Song Jiqing tilted his head, looked at Cheng Mu, and asked, "When the hero escaped from that house, who helped him? I forgot all of a sudden."

Cheng Mu thought for a moment, then looked at Song Jiqing, and said, "Is there? The hero has escaped?"

Song Jiqing interrupted, "Didn't you say you were concentrating on watching a movie?"

Cheng Mu's expression remained the same as before, and he said, "I still have more focused things to do."

Song Jiqing believed it, and asked, "What?"

Cheng Mu replied, "Eat popcorn."

Song Jiqing was quiet, and said, "Tonight, I want to sleep in the guest room."

Cheng Mu wrapped his arms around Song Jiqing's shoulders, greatly shortening the distance between the two of them, and said, "No, you don't want to."

Cheng Mu said again: "I have the key to the guest room."

Song Jiqing: "I'll file a complaint with Aunt Fang."

Cheng Mu: "What complaint?"

Song Jiqing: "You bullied me."

Cheng Mu: "Touching your fingers counts as bullying you?"

Song Jiqing: "Well, never mind."

Cheng Mu pinched Song Jiqing's face, withdrew his hand, and said, "It's okay, if you're really upset, I'll go to the guest room. The bed in the guest room is smaller, and you won't feel comfortable sleeping in it."

Song Jiqing hesitated, "How about..."

Cheng Mu continued: "I've suffered from insomnia for such a long time, it's okay to sleep by myself just this once, even if I can't sleep tonight, then I can wait for you to change your mind, and sleep well tomorrow."

Song Jiqing almost felt guilty, "I..."

Cheng Mu sighed, "I did something wrong."

Song Jiqing hurriedly touched Cheng Mu's hand and said, "Cheng Mu, I was joking."

Cheng Mu was quiet for a few seconds before he said, "Then can I hold you to sleep tonight? If it's closer, I can sleep better."

Song Jiqing pursed his lips and said, "Okay."

The author has something to say:

Song Jiqing: I got caught in it T^T

Cheng Mu: Happy, I can sleep well tonight

感谢在2022-01-2819:49:56~2022-01-2915:17:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: Changbai Mountain Divine Tree. 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Changbai Mountain Divine Tree. 5 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!