Chapter 87
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The next morning, at the entrance of the community.
"Honey, how do I look?"
Yan's father slumped in the back seat and yawned for the eighteenth time. He said weakly, "Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful …"
The old but beautiful Ceng Cuicui — Ceng Cuicui looked at herself in the mirror and finally decided whether to move the fringe on her forehead to the left or the right. Then she took out her lipstick from her makeup bag and looked at herself from half a meter away. Finally, she was satisfied.
"Let's go, don't be late." Yan's mother elbowed Yan's father and happily got out of the car with the gift for her daughter-in-law.
Yan's father, who was slapped awake by his wife at six o 'clock in the morning, barely managed to climb out of the back seat with all his strength. Looking at the sun in the east, he wanted to cry but had no tears. "I remember that we came here for lunch …"
"Oh, what do you know? How can I let my daughter-in-law wait for the first time? No one will blame me for being too polite!" Yan's mother waved the driver goodbye and felt that all the pores on her body were comfortable and energetic. She got up early in the morning and asked the nanny to steam iron the silk dress eighteen times. Even the edges were smooth, making her seem like she was ten years younger. Even her steps were light as if she was dancing. "Besides, I have a lot to say to my daughter-in-law whom I haven't seen for more than thirty years. When are you getting engaged? Can we get the certificate at the end of the year? Where will the wedding be? When will we have children? How many children will we have? Have you checked the confinement nanny? Which primary school will the children go to? Junior high school? High school? Will he study abroad in Harvard or Niujian? I can talk to him for three days and three nights. Three hours early is nothing! "
Yan's father didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Your son only said that he was living with someone. He didn't even say anything about the girl who opened the KTV. You even called her your daughter-in-law?"
"Don't I know my son? The more high-profile he is, the more unreliable he is. It's this kind of attitude that makes it more conspicuous." Yan's mother snorted and rolled her eyes at her husband. She couldn't stop smiling. "I think he was afraid that we wouldn't like the girl, so he didn't dare to say it directly. That's why he secretly ambushed us first. If you don't believe me, just wait and see! "
Yan's father snorted and saw his wife holding a pair of men's and women's watches that she carefully selected. She happily walked into the elevator of the apartment building.
At the same time, on the top floor of the apartment.
The first ray of sunlight passed through the gaps in the curtains and landed on the messy bed in the guest room. It was as if a pale golden band of light had extended between the sheets. Jiang Stops's eyelashes fluttered, and he slowly opened his eyes. After a few seconds of confusion, he finally focused his gaze and looked down.
The heavy object around his waist was indeed … a familiar arm.
He abruptly turned over. "When did you get here?"
Yan Ji's upper body was naked outside the air-conditioned blanket. He closed his eyes and smacked his lips. He reached out and forcefully pulled Jiang Stops's head over to his chest and hugged it tightly. "Sleep a little longer …"
Jiang Stops was caught off guard and bumped into a firm and hot chest of the same sex. She almost buried her whole face in it. She quickly got up and wanted to get off the bed. But before his feet touched the ground, he was suddenly hugged from behind and fell back onto the big soft bed. Then Yan Ji turned over and got up, holding him in a condescending position.
The two of them, one on top of the other, looked at each other for a moment. Yan Ji slowly leaned down and stopped less than ten centimeters away from the tip of his nose.
"You haven't wished me a happy birthday yet."
Jiang Stops leaned his head back. Although there was almost no distance between them because of the pillow, he didn't realize that this movement had exposed his white throat to Yan Ji's sight. "… Your birthday is tomorrow."
"When I was young, I started receiving blessings three days in advance on my birthday."
"But you've already grown up. You're already a thirty-" Jiang Stops's voice came to an abrupt halt. His expression changed unpredictably. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Happy birthday, Yan Ji … I say, don't push me at a time like this!"
The proletariat fiercely exerted its strength and bravely overturned the heavy pressure of the bourgeoisie. But before it could successfully escape the evil capitalist zone, it was grabbed back by the reactionary forces. It turned over and pressed down, saying vaguely, "Push me, it's nothing. It's not like I'll lose a piece of meat …"
"It's early in the morning! Yan Ji! "
"It's because it's early in the morning that's why … Speaking of which, I suddenly realized that you didn't have any reaction in the morning. Is there something wrong with you?! Hmm, let me check. Come on, be good and don't move. Let me check! "
"You're the one with a problem!" Jiang Stops said awkwardly, "You can try waking up after being in a vegetative state for three years. It's good enough that you can run and jump!"
Yan Ji didn't blush at all. "I'm fine. If you don't believe me, I'll prove it to you right now. Hey, don't move. Let me push you again. Don't get up in such a hurry. You … "
The huge solid wooden bed couldn't withstand the two people's tussle. It made creaking sounds. The air-conditioning blanket crumpled into a ball and slowly slid off the bed. It hung down on the thick light-colored wool carpet.
"Ugh —"
Jiang Stops buried himself in the pillow. The collar of his T-shirt was pulled down to his neck. He let out a slight gasp. At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang from outside the room — ding dong!
Yan Ji jerked his head up.
Loud music came from the direction of the master bedroom. It was the smart tablet that controlled the door access. Yan Ji hesitated for a moment between opening the door and pretending not to be at home. After three seconds, he decisively decided to go to hell. He bent down again and grabbed the hem of Jiang Stops' T-shirt and reached inside.
"There's someone, there's someone!" Jiang Stops tried his best to block the enemy's brutal attack with his elbow. He gasped for breath and said, "Your parents are here!"
Yan Ji was like a male wolf that had been starved for several years. He held Jiang Stops tightly in his arms and said in a hoarse voice, "That's impossible. Look at it yourself. It's only nine o 'clock. They won't be here until noon …"
Ding dong! Ding dong!
The doorbell was unyielding. Ding dong!!
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