Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

After staying in the hospital for two days, I felt that I was ready to be discharged.

He couldn't bear the smell of the hospital.

But Chuzheng disagreed.

"I'm really better..."

Chu Zheng: "The doctor has the final say, but you have the final say."

Dust: "..."

Mengchen's eyes turned around and pulled Chuzheng's sleeve, "Sister, I want to go back."

Chu Zheng: "..."

"Sister." The young man deliberately dragged the tone, his eyes filled with requests.

Chuzheng was unmoved, "No way."

No matter what Mengchen said, Chuzheng was indifferent with a look of ‘whatever you say is useless’.

In the end, he had to give up and stayed in the hospital aggrieved until the doctor said that he could be discharged.

Leaving the hospital, he took a breath of fresh air covered in dust, and felt the ease of escaping from the cage.

"So happy to leave the hospital?"

"Of course, whoever wants to stay in the hospital is okay." Mengchen took Chuzheng and left. "Let's go."

He doesn't want to see anything in the hospital now.

"Who hurt yourself."

"..."

That's not what he wants to get hurt.

-

Mengchen took a shower after returning home, which is always inconvenient in the hospital.

Because he was just raised, Chuzheng didn't allow him to do anything else. The food was packed back.

Lie on the bed in the dust at night, turning around comfortably.

Still comfortable here...

Click ——

The door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and he sat up in the dust, looking at the door.

Chu Zheng came in from outside the door, pulled the dust sitting on the bed over, and picked it up without saying a word.

Mengchen suddenly skyrocketed, shocked.

"!!!"

"What are you doing?" Why is she so strong?

"Go to my room to sleep."

"Huh?" He was stunned and asked nervously, "Why?"

Of course, Chu Zheng said: "We are not confirming the relationship, what's the problem with sleeping together?"

Dust: "..."

Does it matter?

Mengchen was thrown on the bed by Chuzheng and sat up dizzy, "I don't think we need to sleep in a room."

Chu Zheng responded casually: "Yes."

"Then I'll go back..."

Mengchen was pushed back by Chuzheng again.

Dust: "???"

Didn’t you agree?

Obviously Chuzheng promised to have nothing to do with what she was going to do.

Mengchen tried to reason, but the left ear went in and the right ear came out—useless.

Mengchen was forced to lie down and wrapped himself in the quilt.

Chu Zheng: "..."

How can it make me feel like I am doing something to you?

She just wanted an extra pillow.

"come."

"No, we are alone." The dusty gestures, "Don't cross the boundary."

Chu Zheng sat down directly, "It's over, how?" Hit me!

Dust: "..."

What can be done?

What can he do?

Mengchen turned over and turned his back to Chuzheng.

Chuzheng was too lazy to coax, turned off the lights, and slept back to the other side.

In the middle of the night, the dust rolled over by herself and drilled into her arms. Chu Zheng felt that he needed to record evidence.

Mengchen got up the next day and really started to complain, and Chu Zheng relentlessly rejected the evidence.

"I pushed you away, you rolled over by yourself, it has nothing to do with me."

Dust: "..."

Mengchen's face turned red, and he held back a word for a long time.

Mengchen resisted sleeping together at first, but every time he went back to his room, he would be taken back by Chuzheng.

In the end, I didn't want to toss and had to accept it.

After a month, the dust had no feelings, and Chuzheng wouldn't do anything to him, and to the greatest extent it was just a kiss.

Sure enough, as long as people get used to something, it will become a matter of course.

-

Three months later.

As the weather turned cold, the number of tourists decreased, and the village gradually became deserted.

Mengchen squatted outside to feed Xiao Hui.

Xiao Hui has grown up and was fed very roundly by the dust. When Chu Zheng is fine, she likes to hold her.

But she just cares about it, doesn't care about it.

So the cleanup work is all dusty.

Mengchen felt a little cold, and rearranged Xiao Hui's nest, and then went back to the room to find clothes to wear.

Passing by the study, I saw Chuzheng there, so I went in and took a look.

Seeing the live broadcast was on, Mengchen immediately retracted his head and went back to the room to find clothes.

Mengchen didn't know that he just poked his head in, and was shot into the camera.

Although it was just a quick shake, some sharp-eyed people saw it.

Chuzheng’s live broadcast room now has a lot of fans.

[There was a super nice little brother at the door just now, did you see it? ]

[I saw it! ! ]

[Wow sister, I thought I was dazzled. ]

[Although I only saw a glance, I promise, that I think he is a handsome little brother. ]

[Who are you talking about? ]

[So... is the anchor sister's boyfriend? ]

[Brother, right? Looks so small. ]

[I think it’s my younger brother...]

[I want to ask how old my brother is and if he has anyone. ]

"Not younger brother." Chu Zheng said in the rows of barrage, rectifying Mengchen's name, "boyfriend."

[...]

[...]

-

Mengchen didn't know that he had been named, changed his clothes and went downstairs to cook.

After everything was done, he went upstairs and told Chuzheng to go down and eat.

Mengchen is when you get the message when you go downstairs, you just step on the air under your feet.

If Chuzheng hadn't blocked it in front, the dust would have been planted directly.

Mengchen held the handrail next to him with lingering fears, holding his mobile phone: "This..."

"Ok?"

"Photographed me?"

"Ok."

Dust: "..."

What Mengchen was worried about was that someone came to ask for debts. He didn't want to experience the last time.

"Those debts have nothing to do with you, so don't worry."

Mengchen shook his head, "Not everyone thinks that way. There were also many people who lost profits..."

They knew he had no money, and he shouldn't pay it back.

but……

But they always need a place to vent their anger?

Sometimes, there is no need to reason.

"I haven't photographed too much, don't think so much." Chu Zheng comforted him.

"I am here."

Mengchen glanced at her and said in a low voice: "I was actually quite scared. The last time I almost made you tired, it was me..."

"Dust." Chuzheng forced him to look up, "Trust me."

Mengchen met Chu Zheng's gaze, saw her own appearance in her eyes, and also saw a certain emotion that made him feel at ease.

"……Ok."

Mengchen restrained his emotions and went downstairs with Chu Zheng.

While eating, Mengchen asked again: "Why do you tell them that I am your boyfriend?"

"you are not?"

"……Yes."

"So where is the problem? Do you have anything shameful?"

Dust: "..."

Mengchen: "If they know you have a boyfriend, wouldn't they lose followers?"

Whether you are a boy or a girl, as long as you eat with your face, being single will always have some advantages.

Chu Zheng: "I'm not broadcasting to increase fans."

Mengchen: "Then what are you doing live broadcast?"

Chuzheng was silent, serious and serious: "Spoken for cultural heritage specialties."

Dust: "???"