The supper husband and wife are giving out sugar again

Yang Yelai stayed at Xiao Wo's house.

No matter how much he bombarded him, the person involved seemed to be deaf.

Mr. Xiao, the owner of the house, held his forehead and hammered the sofa. He shouldn't have softened his heart and let this scoundrel into his house!

He completely forgot all the meals Yang Ye cooked for him these days.

On the weekend, Xiao Wo woke up, and Yang Ye went to his room and told him that he was going out today. Xiao Wo wished that he would leave quickly, so he gently turned over and lay on his side, "I won't see you off, hurry up and get out."

Yang Ye leaned against his door frame, looking at Xiao Wo whose head was buried with Xia Liang, "Dong Dong has a movie, I have to meet the investor."

"Oh, go, go, there's so much nonsense." A muffled voice came from under the quilt, and Xiao Wo impatiently shouted at Yang Ye to leave.

"There are still two dishes in the refrigerator that haven't touched the chopsticks yesterday. If you want to eat, remember to heat them in the microwave..."

"Got it, you go, can you still catch the plane?"

"Don't let your arms touch the water, don't take a bath these two days, wait until the day after tomorrow," Yang Ye lowered his head and frowned, "Wait until I come back tomorrow to wash you."

Under the quilt, Xiao Wo blushed like a pig's liver. Indeed, in the past few days, apart from brushing his teeth, he had to rely on Yang Ye to help him in the bath and face. His ears felt hot, and he was holding the quilt inside with one hand and refused to lift it. go down.

"Okay, old man, I remember, can you hurry up and make it?" The dead duck has a stubborn mouth, not to mention that he is not a dead duck.

Yang Ye didn't speak any more, and stared at the bulging lump on the bed again, turned around to walk away, but was stopped by the person behind him the next second.

"Hey~Yang Ye."

"Huh?" Yang Ye turned to look at him.

"Well, that, turn on the air conditioner for me." He is so hot now that he feels like he is sleeping on a kang under his body, but the remote control of the air conditioner was taken away by Yang Ye last night. He didn't want to move, so he had to ask for another one person.

Yang Ye looked at the air conditioner that he came over to turn off last night, "Let's turn it on after nine o'clock, now your bones are exposed to the wind, and your bones will hurt after the wound heals."

"..." Since when did Yang Ye become so professional?Talking is also a routine, no, he must find a chance to ask Zhang Yi, what bad things have he taught Yang Ye.

"No, please open it for me. It's so hot. I'm covered with a quilt, so I'm afraid of nothing."

"No, you're getting cold now, and you'll feel uncomfortable in the future. Open after nine o'clock. I'm leaving. Remember to eat well." Yang Ye closed the door of Xiao Wo's bedroom while talking, and went out.

"Yang Ye! You can die if you open it for me! Hey!" Xiao Wo in the quilt flopped his legs and waited until Yang Ye left his house before he began to curse.

During the daytime in summer, after waking up in the morning without much sleepiness, Xiao Wo unplugged the charging cable on the bedside table and turned on the phone to play with one hand.

The profile picture of SpongeBob SquarePants popped up on WeChat, Xiao Wo smiled slightly, and clicked on the message. Ding Xiaoxing asked him to wait for them at home tomorrow to celebrate his wife's birthday.

Their mistress and master used to be literary youths, the backbone of the art troupe. The two saw each other right, and they got a marriage certificate smoothly, and got married under the witness of colleagues in the troupe.

Zang Yuan was born in a well-to-do family, and her family originally opposed her marriage to He Hanhai.

He Hanhai is a poor boy, he has good skills, he can sing, play the accordion, and strings, but he can't live on these things for the rest of his life.

But precisely because of the family's opposition, Zang Yuan followed He Hanhai persistently, and finally proved to her family that he could support him and Zang Yuan.

He Hanhai has no parents. He grew up in a military compound, where he ate and where he slept, and lived to his youth.

The craftsmanship was learned from the retired old art soldier, and relying on his hard work, he later took root in the art troupe, took the position of deputy head of the troupe, took in several apprentices, and later had a son.

With the help of Ding Xiaoxing, Xiao Wo changed into short sleeves and got in the car to the master's house.

No matter how hot the weather is, it feels much cooler in the small courtyard, and it is more effective than blowing the air conditioner.

During the weekend holiday, Xiao Fu'an dug a hole under the jujube tree with a pony, and Zang Yuan sat next to him, holding a book of "Flower Language Collection"

The tall canopy of the tree blocks most of the sun in the yard, which is cool and bright.

"Master." The three of them entered the small courtyard.

"Si Duo! Da Dao! Er Duo! San Duo!" Xiao Fuan, who was squatting on the ground, threw down the small shovel excitedly, and tried to stand up while pressing his bare hand on the ponytail.

"This child, how come his teeth have turned into a big tongue." Ding Xiaoxing went into the room with his things to find the master, complaining about the child's teeth.Zhang Yi went under the jujube tree.

"This child, don't talk nonsense." Tibetan put the book on the low table, helped the little chubby to stand up, "Our Fu'an can speak quickly, isn't it? Baby."

"Mom, I didn't mess with the water..." Xiao Fu'an looked at Zang Yuan with raised eyebrows, he couldn't stand up anymore.

Zhang Yi took Xiao Fu'an and hugged him high, "You lost your leg?"

Fu An nodded.

"Your legs are numb." Xiao Wo walked over with his arms hanging, looking at the little boy with a sad face.

"Does Sanduo's hand still hurt?" The child lay on Zhang Yi's shoulder and looked at Xiao Wo.

"Third brother's hand doesn't hurt anymore, can Fu'an blow it off again?" Xiao Wo squinted at Fu'an.

Since he finished recording the kindergarten reality show, his temper has changed a lot, especially the children, who are very patient and always subconsciously try to coax them.

The obedient and foolish Fu An obediently twisted his body down and blew on Xiao Wo's arm, and then he was put on the ground by his elder brother.

"Stinky boy, it's sinking again."

"Zhang Dayi, Xu Sanduo, hurry up and help!" Ding Xiaoxing shouted at the top of his voice, but was hit by He Hanhai with a rolling pin afterwards, "Can't you go out and call for someone?"

Zhang Yi came in with his sleeves rolled up, and without further ado, went to wash the vegetables on the drifting table.

"You are only Xu Sanduo, and your whole family is Xu Sanduo." Xiao Wo from behind grabbed a jujube leaf and threw it at Ding Xiaoxing's face.

He Hanhai is rolling the noodles in his hand, he wants to make longevity noodles for his wife with his own hands.

Ding Xiaoxing called them for help, but he took a big tomato and sat next to He Hanhai to eat it and rushed to the supervisor.

"Don't be idle, pick out the shrimp string in that bag, I want to eat fried small river shrimp." Ding Xiaoxing sat on the chair and directed Xiao Wo, and he didn't delay eating.

"I think you look like a small river prawn, a heartless thing." Xiao Wo waved the sling hanging around his neck, "You are so heartless, I am already like this."

Ding Xiaoxing asked him to do it because he was too idle, even eating could not solve his idleness.

Zhang Yi took Ding Xiaoxing, who had finished eating the tomatoes, to pick out the shrimp string together, and He Hanhai's longevity noodles were also cooked.

One pot of egg soup with three meats and three vegetables, along with Xiao Fuan's nutritious meal, and the fruit cake brought by Ding Xiaoxing and the others.A few people ate around a small table, and Fu An sang a blessing song to Zang Yuan with the air-tight baner teeth.

After dinner, Zangyuan took Fuan to lunch break strictly according to the schedule. Fuan was very excited today, all three brothers came.

He was afraid that after he woke up, they would leave again, with their mouths puffed out and their arms folded, playing petty temper with their mother.

"Don't worry, we won't leave. When you wake up, I'll take you to buy popsicles, okay?"

Xiao looked at Xiao Fu'an and said with a smile that there were children in their sophomore class who resisted their lunch break in this way, and he and Xiao Nana coaxed them two or three times before they obediently crawled into the small bed to sleep.

He Hanhai had agreed in advance that an old buddy would give him something, but it was difficult for them to come, so He Hanhai didn't ask them to help, and went out on his electric motorcycle.

There were only three seniors and brothers left on the small table. Xiao Wo put one leg on the knee of the other, and supported his head with his elbows. "Sick patients can't wash the dishes."

Ding Xiaoxing quickly stretched out his hand and bit his index finger. Listening to his chest and looking straight ahead, he held up the index finger he just bitten to imitate the voice of the announcer, "Sick patients can't wash dishes..."

Zhang Yi hugged his head in the next second, "It's because you eat too much." Pulling it up, Ding Xiaoxing was about to stack the plates in his hands, while Xiao Wo, who was sitting next to him, was still fanning the flames, "It's because you vomited The eggplant skin with fish bones is the most disgusting!"

"Don't you want a beating?" Ding Xiaoxing's eyes widened, and he held the plate in his hands and pretended to buckle Xiao Wo's head.

After washing the bowls, the three brothers made a pot of tea that He Hanhai put on the antique shelf, and started discussing about Xiao Wo and Yang Ye again.

"I said, big brother, have you really taught him to say those boring words?" Xiao Wo finally had a chance to ask Zhang Yi.

The big brother sat upright, and told Xiao Wo that he couldn't say those nonsense, and Ding Xiaoxing next to him muttered, you said a lot when you were fucking on the bed.

"What are you going to do?" Zhang Yi looked at Xiao Wo.

This time it was Xiao Wo's turn to have nothing to say.Now Yang Ye has the cheek to stay at his house, and he won't let him go anytime soon.

What is he going to do?What to do?Can he really uproot Yang Ye from his heart?

He has been secretly in love with him since high school, and finally got together after college, and finally separated for no apparent reason, with so many messes involved in the middle, what is he going to do with that person?

Xiao Wo shook his head, "I don't know either."

Ding Xiaoxing, who had been silent all this time, pretended to be deep, and became more dramatic, "Brother," in a standard broadcast tone, "I'll tell you how to solve your problem."

Xiao Wo's white eyes were about to fall to the sky, and hearing Ding Xiaoxing's official accent gave him a headache.

Looking at Zhang Yi, he said: "Otherwise, you can be funny, I'm really afraid that he will go crazy if he plays too much in the future." Although he has never been very normal now.

Zhang Yi blew on the teacup in his hand, "Business is business, we can tell the difference."

Xiao Wo was speechless, and looked at the two of them with a wry smile. He shouldn't have said such nonsense to the couple.

Xiao Wo and the others came home after having dinner in the small courtyard. They ate half of the Fuan popsicles, and the remaining half fell to the ground.

The little chubby dun'er squatted under the root of the jujube tree with tears in his eyes, watching groups of big black ants running to the half popsicle he didn't eat.

Ding Xiaoxing said that Fu'an was stupid while eating his own popsicle, but in the end Zhang Yi took another one for the child, which was the crushed ice that Ding Xiaoxing was going to take home to eat.

The author has something to say: My baked cold noodles are back!This guarantee day is over!And the soon-to-be-published "Mr. Xiao's Waiting for Birth", also known as "Deep Digging" (please save the manuscript for advance acceptance), is a child-bearing article, a domineering president. Doting on his wife. Double-standard attack × childhood sweetheart. .Double open together.

PS: The beloved wife of the idle prince entered v today, I hope the little ones will be more enthusiastic!bow.