In this way, the two of them got along harmoniously. Zheng Yuanyang wrote the program carefully, while Zhang Haiyang sat next to him and watched Korean dramas, laughing silly sometimes and crying sadly.

Zheng Yuanyang felt that this was this woman's true temperament.

On the afternoon of October 1st, Zhang Haiyang was dressed neatly, carrying his bag and preparing to go home. Before leaving, he gave Zheng Yuanyang a serious explanation.

"There are dishes I prepared in the refrigerator. If you are hungry in the evening, heat them up in the microwave before eating. Just go out and buy some early. There are take-out orders from several restaurants in the second drawer of the coffee table. I will order take-out at noon tomorrow.

I'll be back tomorrow night.

Oh, by the way, if you want to go to your friend's place, remember to send me a text message, so that I won't miss the meal for you when I come back tomorrow night..."

Listening to Zhang Haiyang's endless chatter, a certain man felt warm in his heart. At this time, Zhang Haiyang was like a wife, teaching her husband earnestly before going on a business trip. Reminding her of this and that, for fear that she would miss something.

Well, my husband will live in dire straits.

Poor days.

After sending away his nagging wife and returning to the living room, Zheng Yuanyang suddenly felt very lonely.

In the past two days, I have gotten used to her laughing and crying while watching TV series; I have gotten used to her walking back and forth, busy cooking; and I am even more used to the two of them talking briskly and living in harmony.

It seems that habit is a disease, and it would be fatal to lose it.

After Zhang Haiyang left, Zheng Yuanyang also lost his enthusiasm for writing programs. He lay lazily on Zhang Haiyang's big bed, thinking about the two of them getting along in the past two days, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Zhang Haiyang, Zhang Haiyang, you are smart all your life, but you are confused for a while. Tomorrow, I want God to give you a sudden chance encounter to let you know that wherever you are, there is me, and you are destined to never escape my Wuzhishan.

Zhang Haiyang was at home and was helping his sister try on a wedding dress. Suddenly, he felt his nose itchy, and he sneezed, almost soiling his sister's wedding dress.

I couldn't help but rub her cute little nose and said to myself, "Winter is coming and I'm going to catch a cold again. What a miserable life! It's about to begin again."

Zhang Haichen pretended to be angry and scolded his sister: "You stinky girl, what are you talking about? On my big day tomorrow, you are whispering sad news about life to my ears. Are you really angry with me?" He still held his hand on the back of her head, ruthlessly.

Knocked hard.

"Mom..." Zhang Haiyang shouted in a long voice from upstairs, "Look at your eldest daughter, she got married and someone supported her, and she actually beat me..."

Mother Zhang and Father Zhang were downstairs, listening to the conversation between their two daughters and the dissatisfied shouting of the younger daughter, with loving smiles on their faces. They temporarily forgot about the reluctance and sadness in their hearts when their daughters got married.

On the eve of the wedding, many guests came to the Zhang family.

Zhang Haiyang’s aunt, Hu Ting, aunt Yang Chen, Li Xianliang’s family, and bridesmaid Su Ya...

Su Ya is the bridesmaid and has to stay overnight at Zhang's house because she and the bride will be taken to the hotel by the groom early the next morning.

Everyone was chatting and chatting together, it was so lively.

Over there, Zheng Yuanyang received calls from Nie Xiang and Lu Bowen, hurriedly changed his clothes and rushed to Chen Nan's home.

I have been immersed in Zhang Haiyang's life for the past two days, and I haven't reported to Chen Nan's house yet. Alas, it turns out that I am also a guy who values ​​sex over friends.

I hurried to Chen Nan's house and chatted with a few good buddies.
Chapter completed!