Zhan Weiyang drank some wine tonight and looked a little excited. He reached out and folded the empty bowls together and said, "I'll help you."

Chapter 96

The lighting in the kitchen is not too bright, but the orange tone is warm and peaceful, the glass windows are covered with a layer of fog, and the silhouettes of the two people are only reflected in a hazy outline.

Pei Qing handed the washed bowl to Zhan Weiyang, Zhan Weiyang rinsed it with clean water, and then put it in the draining tray.

The boring work will not be boring because of the division of labor between two people.

The sound of the TV kept coming from the living room. There were only four people in the spacious house, but it was also lively because of the happy atmosphere on the TV.

After washing the dishes, Pei Qing stood in front of the sink to wash his hands. He pressed the hand sanitizer to the palm of his hand and said to Zhan Weiyang, "Open your hands."

Zhan Weiyang obediently put his hands together and spread his palms out.

Pei Qing turned around and wiped a lot of the hand sanitizer in his palm, then turned around and continued to wash his hands.

Zhan Weiyang's hands were wet and slippery, and before he got under the faucet, he rubbed it carefully.

When his hands were washed, Pei Qing said to Zhan Weiyang, "Let's go to the play party." He walked in front and turned off the kitchen light when he reached the door.

The kitchen was instantly plunged into darkness, with only the light coming in from the doorway.

Zhan Weiyang trotted two steps from the darkness to Pei Qing, who reached out and hugged him, lowered his head and kissed his lips.

No one can see it here anyway, they kissed carelessly, and then Pei Qing took Zhan Weiyang's hand to the living room.

Pei Qing was actually very tired. He was still working overtime yesterday, but he came here early this morning and started working in the kitchen with almost no rest.

His current working income is not lower than that of his peers, but it is also very hard to save money. He has his plans. He not only needs to get out of Pei Jingrong's control, but also hopes to provide Zhan Weiyang with a good life by his own strength. .

When they came over, Zhan Pengcheng was leaning on the sofa, his eyes fell on the hands held by Pei Qing and Zhan Weiyang, he changed his posture unnaturally, and turned his head to continue to look at the TV.

Pei Qing and Zhan Weiyang sat down.

Zhan Weiguang leaned against the armrest of the sofa, watched the party, and talked indifferently about a female singer who was singing.

Zhan Pengcheng is not interested in young female singers, but prefers to see some familiar sketch actors. He drank hot tea from a teacup and talked about the New Year when he was a child. It always seemed that the New Year was more atmosphere and interesting at that time, but now it is more interesting. A lot cooler.

Zhan Weiyang recalled for a moment, and felt that the New Year was more atmosphere when he was a child, but Zhan Pengcheng no longer felt that at that time.

So in the end, is the past New Year more atmosphere, or is the children's New Year more atmosphere? Zhan Weiyang thought for a while, but couldn't get an answer. He turned to look at Pei Qing, only to find that Pei Qing had fallen asleep leaning on the sofa.

Neither Zhan Pengcheng nor Zhan Weiguang noticed.

Zhan Weiyang moved his body quietly, got closer to Pei Qing, and leaned beside him to listen to his sleeping breathing.

After an unknown time, Pei Qing was awakened by the sound on the TV. He quietly held Zhan Weiyang's hand, Zhan Weiyang glanced at him, and hooked his fingers with his fingers.

Before twelve o'clock, Zhan Pengcheng yawned a lot, and later he said, "See for yourself, I'm going to bed first."

When Zhan Pengcheng went upstairs, Zhan Weiguang still maintained his posture on the armrest of the sofa. He watched the slightly boring party for a while, and then secretly looked at Pei Qing and Zhan Weiyang.

At this time, Zhan Weiyang was leaning on Pei Qing's shoulder, and he was raising his head and smiling and saying something to Pei Qing. Pei Qing lowered his head and listened patiently to him, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zhan Weiguang felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart. He pretended to stretch and said, "It doesn't look good, so I went to sleep too."

Zhan Weiyang asked him, "Aren't you waiting for twelve o'clock?"

Zhan Weiguang said coldly, "What's the point." After speaking, he really walked towards the second floor.

Zhan Weiyang looked up at Pei Qing again.

Pei Qing lowered his head, rubbed the tip of his nose on his forehead, and asked him, "Are you still watching?"

Zhan Weiyang wanted to say that he still had to watch it, but he felt that Pei Qian was already very sleepy, so he said, "Don't watch it."

Pei Qing nodded, "Go to sleep then."

They turned off the TV and walked up the stairs to the second floor together.

Pei Qing walked behind him. He was really tired. He just slept on the sofa for a while, but he didn't completely relieve his fatigue. His walking pace was a little unsteady.

Zhan Weiyang jumped upstairs. When he reached the second floor, he felt a cool breeze blowing from the balcony. He looked up and found that the door was open with a crack, which should have been closed by Zhan Pengcheng just now. Time did not pay attention, the door has not been fully closed.

He walked over to close the door, and looked up at the same time, only to realize that it was snowing outside.

"Wow—" Zhan Weiyang raised his hand and pushed open the door, then looked back at Pei Qing blankly, and said, "It's snowing."

When Pei Qing was blown by the cold wind, he also woke up. He walked behind Zhan Weiyang, looked outside with him, and said, "It's really snowing."

Zhan Weiyang walked out of the room excitedly.

Pei Qing didn't stop him, just stood at the door and looked at him, saying, "Be careful of catching a cold."

Zhan Weiyang took a little snowflake with the palm of his hand, then looked at his fortune tree worriedly, and asked, "Will my tree freeze to death?" He walked to the fortune tree, and subconsciously raised his hand to help it block the snowflakes.

Pei Qing came over, squatted across from him, and said, "It shouldn't be."

But Zhan Weiyang was still worried.

In fact, Pei Qing didn't know whether the Fortune Tree could withstand low temperature. He said, "Otherwise, we will move it in and move it out when the snow stops tomorrow."

Zhan Weiyang nodded.

The two of them carried the Fortune Tree and the flowerpot into the house together. In fact, the tree was still the same small tree, but the flowerpot was quite heavy. When it was put down, Zhan Weiyang was slightly out of breath.