Zhang Moyan seems to have a special ability, that is, the more absent-minded he is, the more orderly he can do the things at hand.
Just like now, all she could think about was, "I will confess my feelings to Xiao Xingyu later, and I will also confess my life experience to him! I'm afraid this terrible day will never happen again!"
"When she had these thoughts, her appearance was calmer than normal.
From the time she came back with Xiao Xingyu Sasa, she has not only tidied up the refrigerator, made midnight snacks for the rain god who was reincarnated as a hungry ghost, helped the two girls take a bath, and even helped them wash their clothes.
The hour hand moved toward 11 o'clock, and the little aunt and grandma had fallen asleep. In the quiet living room, Xiao Xingyu leaned on the white sofa and wrote on the tablet with a capacitive pen. The floor-to-ceiling tissue paper art lamp gently depicted his profile, like a literary movie.
A close-up of the main character.
The sound of slippers rang out on the floor. She gnawed on an apple and walked over with the Rain God, who was squeezed to death. While looking at Zhang Moyan who was drying clothes on the balcony, she sat down on Xiao Xingyu's bed.
Next to him, he was confused: "Brother Xingyu, what the hell, this is the first time I feel that a woman is so beautiful when she does housework. She is even more attractive than the idols of the girl group dancing! I suspect that I am still traditional in nature."
Xiao Xingyu looked up from his tablet, followed Sasa's line of sight for a while, and said leisurely: "It's really good-looking."
"However," Sasa touched her chin while observing and analyzing, "with my keen intuition, I feel that my sister-in-law seems a little nervous...Brother, do you usually not spend the night at your sister-in-law's place?"
Xiao Xingyu glared at the female detective, put the tablet on the coffee table, and rescued the trembling Rain God from her hands.
The little furry little creature was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Brother, do you still play song-writing software?" Sasa's attention shifted to Xiao Xingyu's tablet, "Give me some of your artistic skills. Let me take a look. What you wrote is a love song for your sister-in-law.
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Sasa craned her neck to take a closer look: "Charity is everlasting, love is boundless, life and death race against time, and we try our best to solve all kinds of difficulties for the people..."
Sasa was reading the half-written lyrics written by someone on the tablet, word by word, and her jaw almost dropped to the floor.
Xiao Xingyu: "How about it? Aim high, right?"
Sasa slowly raised her head: "Brother Xingyu, why are you still worried about the country and the people?"
Xiao Xingyu rubbed the rain god's round head twice: "Well, it's a hobby."
Sasa immediately began to re-recognize her handsome and extraordinary cousin with a look of reverence.
At this time, Zhang Moyan, who was busy, stepped in from the balcony. He happened to see Sasa's strange look and couldn't help asking: "Sasa, what's wrong with Xingyu?"
She approached the sofa and bent down to look at Xiao Xingyu with concern.
Xiao Xingyu enjoyed Zhang Moyan's attention very much and immediately stood as still as a vase in a museum for her to admire.
"Sister-in-law," Sasa said in an unusually solemn tone, "Believe me, beauty is definitely the least worth mentioning advantage of my brother."
Zhang Moyan suddenly had a question mark on his face when he heard such words.
"I used to know that when you look at a handsome guy, you can't just look at his face, but also whether his outlook is upright and whether he has positive energy. From today on, I have to add another condition, that is, I have to look at whether he cares about the world.
Is there a heart to help those in need..."
"Okay, okay, okay," Xiao Xingyu waved his hand to interrupt Sa Sa's lyricism, "Let's act well! Now you have to eat and brush your teeth. When are you going to bed?"
"Oh, oh," Sasa understood immediately and finished the apple in two hurried bites, "It's all my fault for being so young and ignorant that I delayed my brother and sister-in-law's rest! It's okay, you can go now. I'll brush my teeth and go to bed right away. I'll lock the door.
Deng, don’t worry!”
"There's no need to worry," Zhang Moyan's cheeks were slightly warm and she tried to act as natural as possible, "We can leave after you fall asleep. Your brother may have to prepare some things..."
Before she could finish her words, she saw Xiao Xingyu pick up a black sports bag similar to that used by swimmers during Olympic games from his leg and put it on the coffee table. It was bulging and exaggeratedly big.
"Brother Xingyu, are you going to run away from home?"
The man who was as tall as a swimmer stood up calmly, opened his sports bag and put the mobile phone on the sofa into it, then covered his mouth and yawned, and his eyelids drooped for a second.
"I'm really sleepy, Mo Yan, let's go. Sasa is not a child anymore and will take care of herself." Xiao Xingyu picked up his sports bag and turned around. Before leaving, he didn't forget to pick up the cute little rain god who first entered the world.
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Xiao Xingyu looked really tired. Sasa quickly pulled Zhang Moyan to follow him: "Sister-in-law, please go back and rest! You haven't taken a shower yet. I'm sorry for delaying you until now!"
Although Zhang Moyan kept saying "it doesn't matter", her strength was really no match for Sasa. It took less than a minute for her to be dragged and pushed out of Xiao Xingyu's house by Sasa.
The moment the door closed, she felt a little shake in her heart. Oh my god! She didn't seem to be ready to start talking about those things to Xiao Xingyu.
Is this going to mean being alone?
Zhang Moyan calmed down and turned around to face her. She saw a tall man holding a cat in one hand and holding a bag in the other, staring at the door lock of her house.
Xiao Xingyu's back looked inexplicably eerie. Zhang Moyan couldn't help but tense up and hesitated to step forward.
After a while.
She heard Xiao Xingyu take a long breath, turned sideways, and asked in a very reluctant manner: "What is Reporter Jin's birthday?"
Zhang Moyan was stuck for only a moment, and he roughly understood someone's thoughts. He quickly stepped forward and pressed the unlock button: "I have already changed the unlock password, and now it is my own birthday, 971015."
With a pleasant electronic sound, the door lock clicked open. The huge feeling of guilt made Zhang Moyan take the initiative to open the door to the maximum, and warmly invited: "Come in!"
Xiao Xingyu was stunned for a moment, but only for a moment.
After closing the door, Xiao Xingyu's physical presence suddenly increased dozens of times in the small entrance hall. Zhang Moyan's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, but he still had to maintain a good image of hospitality.
"Wait a minute, I'll get you a pair of slippers."
"No, I brought it myself."
Zhang Moyan was a little surprised. Although Xiao Xingyu came from a wealthy family, he could actually go up or down in life and was not a strict person. Otherwise, he would not have gotten involved with extreme sports in these years.
Considering the situation just now, the only explanation is: he thought the men's slippers here belonged to Jin Xueyang.
In fact, Xiao Xingyu is right to think so. Her male prostitute Jin Xueyang does wear this pair occasionally, but not only Jin Xueyang, Zhang Feng also wears this pair.
"Oh... then give me the Rain God so you can take it out."
Zhang Moyan reached out to pick up the Rain God, but unexpectedly, Xiao Xingyu bent down and put the Rain God on the ground. The little guy quickly found a place to hide as soon as his feet touched the ground without caring about the territory.
Without this third person, the small space was instantly filled with the turbulent undercurrent of "getting to the point". The moment Xiao Xingyu stood upright, Zhang Moyan's heart beat like a drum and his breathing became shallow.
"Why don't you take a shower first?" Zhang Moyan didn't know what he had said until he finished speaking. He was stunned on the spot and wanted to bite off his tongue.
Xiao Xingyu looked at her, patted her shoulder gently, and replied: "Okay."