"Don't move, why don't I touch you?" Zhou Ze stretched out his hand to pull her, with a nervous look on his face. He bent down to find the slippers scattered everywhere, "and there are broken glass shards on the back."
The delicate glass was broken into pieces and scattered on the floor. There was a pool of sticky light yellow liquid dripping on the tiles. The liquid and the glass shards spread to the carpet.
"That's not a good thing you did," Wang Yiyi said angrily.
I don't know what he was thinking, but he actually put the cup here, for fear that it wouldn't fall down. If it doesn't fall, it's a ghost.
As soon as Wang Yi stepped on her slippers, she turned around and squatted down. She took the napkin from the coffee table and spread it on the floor. While absorbing the water stains, she wanted to wrap up the broken glass. She gave a resentful look and sighed: "My
Cups and rugs”
Wang Yi had nothing to do for a while, and his biggest hobby was shopping. Finally, he turned his attention to furniture, and added a lot to his home. This carpet was something he waited a long time to arrive and use.
Soon one of her favorite items.
I bought a complete set of cups when I first moved in. One was broken here and one was broken here. Most of them were Zhou Ze's "masterpieces", and now there aren't many left.
Zhou Ze just found a trash can and walked over to see Wang Yiyi trying to grab the glass with his bare hands. He was startled and stopped her quickly, then picked up the gloves on the ground and said, "Don't worry about it, I'll clean it up."
When Wang Yi heard everything, he stood up rudely and angrily said, "It's your turn to deal with it in the first place."
"I'll send the carpet for dry cleaning tomorrow to see if it can be cleaned." Zhou Ze squatted on the ground, feeling guilty, and his voice became smaller and smaller.
Apparently he also remembered the origin of this carpet.
At that time, he and Wang Yiyi were sitting here, he was playing games, and she was scrolling through her phone.
After a while, Zhou Ze was distracted between two games and found Wang Yiyi staring thoughtfully at the dazzling living room. She was in a daze for a while, and then she kicked Zhou Ze.
Say: "Do you feel like there's a piece of carpet missing here?"
"Ah," Zhou Ze looked up from the screen, looked at it, and nodded in agreement without hesitation, "I think so too."
Then the two of them got together, spent a lot of thought, and finally picked a piece that both of them were satisfied with.
It was a small mistake to ruin the cup and carpet, but it was a big mistake to ruin the friendship of his wife who made honey water for him.
"Actually, I've almost finished drinking in the cup, only a little bit is left," Zhou Ze smiled and deliberately tried to please him, "and my fans probably think I'm too thin, so I can eat more."
"Okay." As soon as Wang Yi walked to the other side, he tucked up the four corners of the newspaper, put the scraps of flowers into a garbage bag, tied the knot and put it aside, then went out to get a mop and mopped the area.
Once again, he walked to Zhou Ze's side, resting his elbows on the mop, waiting for him to clean up the glass shards, "Then, what do you think they will say when you get fat?"
"Are you sacrificing your health for the sake of fans and audiences?" Zhou Ze threw away the rag in his hand, curled his lips, and complained in a low voice, "Does the role in your next play require you to perform a morbid feeling?"
"No." Wang Yi opened his mouth wide and yawned. He was too confused to think deeply about the deeper meaning of Zhou Ze's question.
Zhou Ze was inexplicably and unreasonably dissatisfied: "Then why did you reduce yourself to just a skeleton?"
Wang Yiyi finally understood what he meant and shook his head to deny: "I didn't."
"Then I'll have someone deliver meals to you every day." Zhou Ze took the mop from Wang Yiyi's hand and took a closer look, "Look at your face, how has it become?"
"I think it's okay." Wang Yi pinched the flesh on her chin. She was quite satisfied with her recent state. "I have the normal energy intake for three meals a day. I only eat it when I'm alone."
It’s just a relatively simple meal.”
"Let me give you the normal way of taking the elements you should take in." Zhou Ze finished the first pass, folded up the disposable towels and threw them into the trash can.
"It's really unnecessary." Wang Yi found the remaining ones from the drawer, pulled out one and handed it to him, "I'm just fine now. It will be difficult to lose weight if I get fatter."
Zhou Ze mopped the floor silently and stopped talking. The atmosphere became colder.
"It's almost done. I think it won't stick anymore." Wang Yi started the sweeping robot. "Let it suck up any broken glass again. I'll go wash things."
Zhou Ze said a faint "Oh" without any emotion.
Wang Yiyi didn't care about him. Originally, he was just looking for trouble.
"Wang Yiyi, Wang Yiyi", Zhou Ze came out after washing his hands. When he dried his hands, he suddenly felt blessed. He wiped them randomly a few times and ran out to find someone.
"Huh?" She was on the balcony and turned on the water to the maximum. When Zhou Ze came closer, she heard it was calling her.
Wang Yiyi didn't understand, the speed of this change of face was astonishingly fast.
Zhou Ze leaned on the door frame, snapped his fingers, and looked at her with an expression that he thought he understood everything, "I know!"
"What?" Wang Yi turned off the faucet, hung the wet gloves upside down on the hanger, and shook his hands.
Zhou Ze also came over and hung the mop on the wall. He said with a playful smile, "Do you mind that I'm getting fat?"
Many men at their age have either already gained weight or are on the road to gaining weight, and are too oily to look at.
Wang Yiyi just thought about it while Zhou Ze was eating and drinking, and he got goosebumps all over his body.
If one day Zhou Ze also becomes fat and has a big belly, she will be the first to be unable to accept it.
So she wants to fundamentally eliminate the possibility of this happening.
As soon as Wang Yi pushed him away and walked in, he smiled meaningfully and patted his shoulder with a "you understand" look on his face.
Zhou Ze felt that his self-esteem had been greatly challenged. He chased after him with dissatisfaction and said a long list: "I have abdominal muscles. It's not like you don't know about it. And you saw it just now. You won't fall out."
Accept it."
The blush on Wang Yiyi's face had just dissipated and was beginning to surface again. She pretended to be calm and glanced up and down. She did not refute, but pretended not to care: "Nip it in the bud."
"what do you mean?"
"What can I mean?" Wang Yi shrugged, avoided Zhou Ze, and said seriously: "While having a healthy body, maintain a good figure."
Zhou Ze lowered his head, took out his shirt, opened the certificate and showed it to her: "Look."
"You're crazy!" Wang Yi was startled. He pulled down his clothes in a panic, covered him tightly, closed the balcony door, then reached out to pull the curtains on both sides, turned around, and couldn't help but laugh:
"Are you an exhibitionist?"
"No." Zhou Ze paused, and finally did what he had always wanted to do but never dared to do, and whispered to her: "Actually, it can be."