Seeing that Rong Yuheng seemed to have penetrated something, Wen Zezheng even changed his face. He hurriedly opened his eagle wings to embrace the person, and comforted him softly, "No matter what happens, we will bear the burden of wind and rain."

Rong Yuheng held Wen Zezong's arm with his backhand, so powerful that he might run away, "Owner...perhaps, do you know the first seven?"

"..."

Under Rong Yuheng's palm, Wen Zezong's arm moved lightly. Then he was dragged tightly.

Wen Zezhen took a deep breath and slowly said, "Hey, don't have such a strong hand, I didn't want to run."

Rong Yuheng looked gentle, "Yes, you just moved your arm inadvertently."

Wen Zezong, "..."

Rong Yuheng, "Bear the wind and rain together."

Wen Zezheng gently patted the back of Rong Yuheng's hand with his free hand, "Of course."

The two of them didn't have much luggage, and they bought clothes and wore them directly in the local area, so as to better integrate into the local customs. So they went back and packed up for only half an hour, and the luggage was almost packed.

Wen Zezhen checked the ticket, and it only takes about five hours to return from Japan to Q city. The plane will land at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning and land at 1 o'clock in the afternoon. It will be almost two or three o'clock in the Rong Yuheng's house.

-It is the time when the yang energy is full of the day, but.

"Go to bed early tonight, and get up early to catch the plane tomorrow." Wen Zezhen piled up Rong Yuheng's nests and motioned him to get in, "I'll go to return the room that I booked later, you go to bed first. "

Rong Yuheng got into the quilt obediently and stared at his warm feeder with his eyes open. "Yeah."

It's been a long time since Wen Zezhen saw Rong Yuheng's behaved appearance, and at the same time he was moved a little bit after a long absence. He stretched out his hand and rubbed Rong Yuheng's small head, "Why are you so behaved today? Still looking at me all the time."

Rong Yuheng's mouth was hidden under the quilt, and the urn sounded annoyingly, "When I'm dead, look at it a few more times, I'm afraid I won't see it in the future."

Wen Zezong rubbed his head, "..."

After a long while, he stretched out his hand to wipe Rong Yuheng's eyes and closed his eyes, "Tong Yan Wu Ji, Tong Yan Wu Ji."

Early the next morning, Rong Yuheng was taken away by Wen Zezong.

It's really just packing, together with the luggage.

His tears were still hanging on his eyelashes, wet, and he was lying on Wen Zezhen's shoulders. They walked like a pair of swaying tumblers.

Wen Zezheng has his duffel bag in his left hand and Rong Yuheng's suitcase in his right hand. He also drags a deity of Rong Yuheng on his back, staggering along the asphalt road drenched with morning light.

Rong Yuheng yawned lazily with his eyelids bathed in the morning light, "It's a pity, it was a good day for a trip."

Wen Zezheng gave a arduous "um". Had it not been for Rong Yuheng who had hung on his back, he might have returned with a word:

How can the years be quiet, but someone will carry your weight on your behalf.

Fortunately, there are taxis coming and going out of the resort hotel area.

Although it would be expensive to take a taxi from here to the airport, Wen Zezhen wanted to have a good time, so he hired a taxi to rush to the airport.

While waiting for the ticket check to pass, the two held hands, and Rong Yuheng was half awake and resumed walking independently.

They only wore masks, and they were easily recognized by passers-by. People next to them kept holding up their mobile phones to take pictures, and whispered "Oh!"

"Look, look, isn't that a chance to choose a city?"

Wen Zezhen lowered his head and glanced at Rong Yuheng, fearing that he would not be happy. I was about to turn around and said to the fans "please stop taking pictures", so Rong Yuheng pulled his sleeves and said, "It's okay, let them take pictures."

Rong Yuheng said, “We haven’t been in business for a long time. It’s okay to stream some video and photos to make fans happy.”

Wen Zezheng was moved instantly, "You are so kind."

Rong Yuheng smiled indifferently, "It's nothing more than the character that comes out of my bones."

"..."

With the roar of the plane, it raised its vision and rushed into the blue sky.

Rong Yuheng and Wen Zezhen sat in the first-class cabin. After shutting off the sight of outsiders, the two finally took off their masks and spread them out.

Rong Yuheng looked at the soft white clouds outside the window and tapped on the handrail lightly.

Wen Zezhen was trying to comfort him, "It will come down someday." Before he could say anything, he heard Rong Yuheng continue to sigh, "I don't know how many opponents I'm going to be angry with and commit sins."

Wen Zezong, "..."

Rong Yuheng looked down, "Thinking of this, my compassionate heart can hardly contain a trace of spasm."

Wen Ziyi pursed his lips, "Then you really suffer."

Rong Yuheng's eyes showed strong tolerance, "I can bear it any more."

Wen Zezhen didn't answer any more words, only turned his head and asked the flight attendant to pour two cups of coffee—to refresh his mind.

When the plane landed, Rong's driver was already waiting outside the airport.

Rong Yuheng and Wen Zezhen got into the back seat of the car, and the driver He turned around and said hello, "Little master, it's been a long time."

"Uncle He." After Ying finished, Rong Yuheng glanced sideways at Wen Zezheng, and introduced with a little embarrassment, "This is my boyfriend Wen Zezheng."

Wen Zezhen suddenly felt sweet in his heart: Oh, his content is introducing himself to his family!

He hurriedly said, "Hello Uncle He, I'm Wen Zezhen, Rong Rong's boyfriend."

"Hey, I know, I have to read Weibo related to the young master." Lao He glanced at the rearview mirror while turning the steering wheel, "Well, the great actor Wen Zexuan, I have watched a lot of your movies. "

Wen Zezhen put his hands on his thighs and sat upright, "Well, thank you..."

Rong Yuheng held Wen Zezheng's hand, he felt that the latter was particularly nervous today.

Obviously, the last time he faced Wen Qin, he was quite calm. Could it be because they hadn't had a relationship with Wen Qin at that time, and Wen Qin's attitude was relatively mild?

"It's okay," Rong Yuheng pinched Wen Zezheng's finger to comfort him, "and me."

Wen Zezheng smiled, his straight waist was loosened, and he bowed his head on Rong Yuheng's fluffy head.

"That won't work, I'm your boyfriend, I must first carry anything."

Rong Yuheng's moved tears filled his eyes, "...no need to be, after all, it's not your own person, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold it."

Wen Zexong's pursed lips stagnated.

Then he sighed regretfully, "It would be fine if I was your father's own, so I can carry it."

Rong Yuheng's tears retracted into his eyes in a second.

He wiped the corners of his eyes rationally, "Forget it, I'm afraid you won't be able to resist the law."

"..."

The private car drove into the lawn in front of Rong's house. He parked the car, turned around and went to the trunk to pack the luggage of the two.

Rong Yuheng said, "It is enough for both of us to put our luggage in my room, thank you Uncle He."

Wen Zezhen understood his subtext, and his eyes lit up: Rongrong's bedroom! Does it mean you can stay overnight tonight?

However, the premise is to deal with the eldest brother and father-in-law.

The two walked to the gate, Rong Yuheng swallowed "gudong", exchanged a strong look with Wen Zezong, and then stretched out his hand to hold the doorknob and opened the door.

When the door opened, the entrance was dim, and the light was not turned on. Rong Yuheng sighed in his heart, it seems that the situation is not optimistic...

"Dad, brother...?" Rong Yuheng cautiously poked his head and looked out, squeezing into the living room bit by bit.

There is also a "big tail" behind him. The big tail is like a shadow, with a trace of restraint in his well-being.

"Humph."

There was a cold snort in the living room, and Rong Yuheng paused, and saw Rong Tianshen sitting boldly in the center of the sofa. The latter had a grim face and his eyes fell on the TV screen in front of—

The concubine with scattered hair was lying on the bench, and the board was hitting her again and again. The TV was muted, but the screaming cry silently penetrated the screen, and she was beaten up and twisted. The face, the scene looks shocking...

Rong Yuheng trembled, and Wen Zexang's pupils quaked directly!

The stalemate was rescued by Rong Congyan who came down from the upper floor. He glanced at the two people who were shrinking on the edge of the living room. He could not see the domineering aggressiveness of killing all quarters on the Internet...

Some are just a little helpless in a hug to keep warm.

"I'm back?" Rong Congyan was still a little soft-hearted, and greeted the two of them into the living room, "Sit down and talk. Dad has been waiting for you for a long time."

Rong Yuheng slipped over with his head down.

Wen Zexang said quickly, "I'm sorry, Uncle Rong, Brother Rong."

Rong Congyan glanced at Wen Zezhen intriguingly. Last time you saw me, you weren't so cute and polite...

After a few people were seated, Rong Tianshen, who was the leader, spoke. He glanced at Rong Yuheng and said, "Why, don't you tell me if I don't ask?"

Rong Yuheng grabbed the sofa under his **** with his hands, his eyes wandered around, "The main reason is that I haven't figured out how to say it."

"Isn't there something that can be said on Weibo? It's coming out again and celebrities are supporting it. There is such a big battle.

Rong Yuheng was speechless, and Wen Zexuan hurriedly explained when he saw this, "You must be a little more casual with outsiders, and you will be more cautious with the most important people."

"Did I ask you?"

Rong Tianshen was angry now when he saw Wen Zezong—it was this man who abducted his stupid little cub away!

Wen Zezhen lowered his head, "No, no, I was too eager to listen to my uncle's teachings."

Rong Tianshen paused, and his hand in front of him shook slightly.

Such a pure rainbow fart...he hasn't heard of it in years!

Rong Yuheng didn't notice the subtle changes in his father, and he was still groaning for his owner, "Dad, you...what are you doing with him?"

Rong Tianshen almost picked up the pillow and smashed him, "Smelly boy, turn your elbow away!"

Rong Congyan hurriedly caught the violent Rong Tianshen, "Eh, Dad, Dad...a family, a family."

Wen Zezhen was overjoyed, family?

Rong Tianshen, who was aware of the element, turned around and smashed Rong Congyan, "Who is in the same family with whom?!"

Rong Congyan quickly changed his tone with his head, "I mean don't fight Xiaoheng, it's all a family!"

The scene of the chicken flying dog jumping for a while, fortunately, Rong Tianshen was still thinking about establishing the image of a majestic patriarch, and withdrew his pillow dignifiedly and put his arms in his arms.

"Do you know what it means to come out of the same sex? Do you know how to take this road in the future?"

Rong Yuheng replied in seconds, "Baidu is the only one who is unclear."

The other three, "..."

Wen Zezhen pressed his little hand to stop the loss in time, "Uncle, we all know it."

"Clear? Clearly you still let my son go with you this kind of detour!"

"It's not a detour," Wen Zezhen said seriously, "There are no detours, and being with the one you love is the only way."

Rong Tian was silent for a second, and said in a deep voice, "When two men are together, they have to face the strange eyes of others..."

"Unusually excited eyes." Rong Yuheng.

Rong Tianshen got stuck.

Wen Zexang once again suppressed his restless little hamster.

Rong Tianshen glared at him and continued his education, "and secular opposition."

After Rong Tianshen finished speaking, he didn't look at Rong Yuheng, who would only make trouble, and waited for Wen Zezong's answer.

If Wen Zezhen said that they would face it bravely, he would be the first to jump up and oppose it-naive!

The adult world needs more than impulse and courage!

"This is not a big problem." Wen Zezhen straightened his back under Rong Tian's careful gaze. "For me and Rong Rong, as long as my uncle doesn't object, the attitudes of others cannot affect us at all."

…

Rong Congyan glanced at Wen Zezong when he heard the words.

To be honest, what Rong Tianshen put forward is originally a paradox:

The reason why he opposed it was that Rong Yuheng and Wen Zezhen could not bear the pressure of the world, but in fact the biggest pressure from the world happened to be the opposition of the family.

Unexpectedly, Wen Zezhen grabbed the knot and resolved it in a few words.

Obviously, he was still so nervous when he entered the door. After sitting for a few minutes, he relaxed, and his thoughts and logic were restored to meticulousness.

Rong Congyan felt that if it hadn't been for Wen Zezong to abduct his scallop brother, he would rather have a close friendship with people like him.

As for now... heh.

He just wanted to throw Wen Zezheng into the tank to feed tropical fish.

Rong Tianshen stared at Wen Zezong with a deep gaze for ten seconds before standing up suddenly, "You come with me alone."

Rong Yuheng was taken aback and blurted out, "Don't slap your face!"

Without waiting for Rong Tianshen to speak, he turned his head and told Wen Zezong, "Make it a little bit."

Wen Zezhen & Rong Tianshen, "..." They were offended by coincidence.

Probably the same situation can arouse people's empathy, and Rong Tianshen's gaze when looking at Wen Zezong softened a lot.

There is even a sense of pleasure that will lead to disaster.

Two men walked out of the living room one after the other, pushed open the glass door into the backyard.

"Wow, bang," the glass door closed, isolating the indoor and outdoor sounds.

Although Rong Congyan can't see the fit of "choose a city", he still has a good heart, thinking about maintaining family harmony and the physical and mental health of his younger brother.

Rong Congyan was about to turn his head to comfort Rong Yuheng. Don't be too nervous, he saw that the latter took out the phone and squatted like a thief, slowly squatting behind the glass door, "..."

Rong Congyan twisted his eyebrows, "Xiaoheng, what are you doing?"

Rong Yuheng turned on the camera and adjusted the recording mode to maximum radio.

The entire phone clung to the glass door like a magnet.

He was a little excited secretly, "I didn't expect that in the rest of my life, there will be two men fighting for me!"

Rong Congyan:?

He was suddenly astonished that his nostrils were enlarged-it is really difficult to change his nature. At this time, Rong Yuheng is still thinking about eating the melons of his boyfriend and dad?

"You are crazy, that's your father!"

After Rong Congyan roared, he suddenly felt that the sentence was inexplicable. Before I had time to fall back into it carefully, I saw Rong Yuheng scratching the door frame with a flickering light in his eyes.

"I'm not Rong Yuheng now, and that's not my dad either. I'm only responsible for recording the gossip faithfully~"

"..."

The author has something to say: —The inner os of the two —

Rong Tianshen: You have to quickly think of a way to pretend to reluctantly hand over this scourge.

Wen Zezhen: Is there such a good thing? ?

Rong Yuheng who grabbed the door frame: Are they going to fight for me~! ?

Rong Congyan: Maybe not.