Don't secretly shoot women's clothing gangsters

Ding Zile looked away from the book: "Are you back?"

"Yeah." Qian Cheng left early and returned late this trip, looking a little dusty.

"Have you eaten yet?" Ding Zile asked again.

"I ate in the car." Qian Cheng changed his shoes, "My mother is fine."

"Well," Ding Zile nodded, "Today's cooking is too much, if you're hungry, warm it up."

"You still cook?" Qian Cheng was a little shocked.

"What? It doesn't look like it?" Ding Zile is wearing a long-haired wig today, "But I don't do it often...the smell of oily smoke is so strong that it almost stinks my hair."

"I thought you fairies don't cook." Qian Cheng smiled, took out two packs of olives from his bag and put them on the coffee table, "Here's for you, I'm in a hurry this time, I don't have time to buy special products."

"Thanks." Ding Zile put down the book and took a pack, glanced at the sign, "Not bad, I know how to choose."

"I'll take a shower first." Qian Cheng was a little tired, "Eat slowly."

When the hot water rushed down his head, Qian Cheng suddenly felt a little relaxed.Going back made him calm down a lot.After fleeing in a hurry, looking back calmly, I found that all this was not as bad as imagined.

Probably different.Qian Cheng thought.

It should be different.

When Qian Cheng came out of the shower, he was suddenly hungry. In fact, he ate a bowl of instant noodles for dinner, which was a small portion, so he touched his stomach and went to the refrigerator, and saw Ding Zile's "overcooked" dishes.

The sweet and sour pork ribs with boiled shrimp and a bowl of soup don't know what kind of soup, it looks like it hasn't been touched.Qian Cheng was a little shocked again: "Did you not eat dinner?"

"I don't have any appetite after I'm done." Ding Zile said, "I ate a small piece of cake."

Qian Cheng saw that there was indeed a cake box on the lower shelf of the refrigerator.

"You... today's birthday?" Qian Cheng asked.

"Yeah. It's on the ID card." Ding Zile said, "Actually, it's not today, let's just pass it by."

Qian Cheng couldn't say whether his attitude was casual or not.If you were really casual, you probably wouldn’t even remember what day it was, and even cooking and buying cakes would be a good time to have a good time.

Qian Cheng suddenly remembered that Bai Junli's family came over yesterday, as if they had given Ding Zile something.

"Well... I'll heat it up, let's have some together?" Qian Cheng saw that this dish was quite hearty, and they basically ate it at work during weekdays. If they didn't eat it today, it would be considered a waste of food.

"Okay." Ding Zile closed the book, "I'll do it."

"I'll come." Qian Cheng took out the dishes.

Ding Zile no longer persisted.

After 2 minutes, Qian Cheng came out of the kitchen: "That...do you want to use a wok to heat it?"

Ding Zile sighed.

Strictly speaking, Qian Cheng was not inexperienced in cooking, but suddenly faced with a pile of various kitchen utensils in the kitchen, he suddenly felt at a loss.After going back to Haengju once, I almost lost my IQ.

"Use a wok." Ding Zile turned on the fire with ease, "Do you want a staple food?"

"Is there any food left?" Qian Cheng asked.

"Yes, let me fry it."

Qian Cheng felt that his skin was really thick.When people celebrate their birthday, they are actually organized by the birthday star from the beginning to the end, and now they can't even help others to cook a meal!

Stupid or not!Stupid not stupid!

Deserving to be single for 25 years!

Qian Cheng disliked him very much, but Ding Zile was fine.Wearing a pajamas and wearing fake fur is very leisurely, and stir fry with a spatula from time to time, and the dishes will be out of the pan soon.

Qian Cheng's IQ slowly came back, and he cleverly put the dishes on the table.

Ding Zile can cook.It was quite delicious.When Ding Zile came out with two bowls of yellow fried rice, Qian Cheng suddenly felt that this roommate was emitting a golden light all over his body.

"No more alcohol." Ding Zile took out the juice from the refrigerator, "Drink whatever you want."

It's not easy.

It was very rich, and the taste of the food seemed to be even better after being reheated. Qian Cheng felt that he was really hungry, and he was like a street child who hadn't eaten for more than ten days.

"You... As for that?" Ding Zile was startled by his eating, "What did you have for dinner?"

"Instant noodles." Qian Cheng was a little embarrassed, "I wasn't hungry then."

Ding Zile sighed: "You still have to eat well, don't take your health seriously."

Someone who only eats a small slice of cake for dinner doesn't seem qualified to say that.

Qian Cheng nodded in agreement, and lowered his head to eat.

"By the way, happy birthday." When the meal was almost finished, Qian Cheng remembered that the main task hadn't been completed yet, and Ding Zile was a little unresponsive when he heard him say this while drinking juice.

"Thanks. Not today, though." He smiled.

"What day is that?" Qian Cheng asked again.

"June [-]st." Ding Zile said, "It's almost half a year away."

Qian Cheng nodded: "That's good, birthdays are celebrated twice a year."

"What about you, when is your birthday?" Ding Zile stopped moving after eating a few dishes with chopsticks.

"May Day." Qian Cheng smiled, "Work is the most glorious thing."

"It's fine," Ding Zile felt relieved to see Qian Cheng working hard to eat, "You will have a good life."

Qian Cheng took over the job of washing the dishes, it would be shameful for Ding Zile to do the dishes again.When he came out waving his hands, Ding Zile changed into clothes and put on his wig on the sofa.

Suddenly seeing Ding Zile at home without a wig or women's clothing, Qian Cheng was still a little uncomfortable.

"I shouldn't be cooking with a wig just now." Ding Zile studied the wig, "So Comrade Xiaoqian, it will be about half a year before I cook next time."

"Half a year?" Qian Cheng didn't understand how he got this time.

"Are you stupid?" Ding Zile smiled, "Thank you today."

"Thank you." Help you eat?Qian Cheng really couldn't think of the meaning of his own existence to Ding Zile, at most, there was a panting at home, almost the same existence as a kitten and puppy.

"Go shopping with me later." Ding Zile said suddenly.

"Oh." Qian Cheng nodded.Ding Zile is a birthday star, so of course he will respond to every request.

Qian Cheng still has lingering fears about going to the supermarket. After all, just a week ago, he was knocked down and lost his mobile phone for no reason and was admitted to the hospital. Although there was nothing serious, the psychological shadow area was large enough.

Ding Zile chose a main road. Although it took a long detour, it was relatively safe. The street lights were shining brightly. There were no people in this area. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, so I had to hurry to buy, otherwise the supermarket would be closed.

Qian Cheng has always felt that there might be something wrong with people who go to the supermarket exclusively.The time is so tight, and he still spends time shopping in the supermarket. Qian Cheng is busy with work every day and candidly take pictures of Ding Zile... It seems that he has no other time.

It was late, and there was no one in the supermarket.The mosquito coil liquid I wanted to buy last time was not available, this time Qian Cheng remembered to grab a bottle.

Ding Zile disappeared as soon as he entered the supermarket.

This supermarket is quite big, and there are so many neighborhoods nearby, everyone buys things here, even bamboo mats and so on.Qian Cheng had nothing to buy, so he sent a message to Ding Zile and stood at the cashier waiting for him.

What is he going to buy?

Qian Cheng waited for a long time before seeing Ding Zile come out with a basket of things.

"What?" Ding Zile put the basket on the cash register before Qian Cheng's eyes could stop in the basket.

Langweixian, Guodan skin, hawthorn slices, Mai Lisu, AD calcium milk...

"Junk food?" Qian Cheng was speechless, "Did you buy this at night?"

"Can't you?" Ding Zile took out another big bag of cat food from the basket, "And this."

In fact, Ding Zile mainly came to buy cat food.

Qian Cheng followed others out of the supermarket: "Aren't you living a healthy life?"

Ding Zile threw a packet of Longweixian to him: "Unpack and eat, and shut up."

Qian Cheng stopped talking.

Qian Cheng once suspected that most of the people living in this area were elderly people. After nine o'clock in the evening, almost no one came out for activities.However, the snack street outside the supermarket is still open, and the nearby hairdressers and nail salons will come out for supper after get off work.

Ding Zile walked towards the snack street, but Qian Cheng had no choice but to follow.

"Boss." Ding Zile turned straight to a small steamed bun shop, opened the plastic curtain, and poked his probe inside, "Are you back?"

Only a middle-aged woman's voice said: "It's tied up."

What?What is tied up?

Qian Cheng didn't know why, so he just followed Ding Zile into the store, and saw Ding Zile walking towards the back kitchen.

Hey, you can't just walk into someone's kitchen!Qian Cheng shouted in his heart, but he had no telepathy with Ding Zile, so it had no effect.

"Brother!" Ding Zile shouted again.

elder brother?Come on, people are tied up here!

"Let me introduce, this is brother." Ding Zile said calmly while smoothing the cat's fur.

This cat is quite strong, with black flowers on a white background. It is a small male cat. It looks like a master who often practices boxing. When Ding Zile introduced it, the cat didn't raise his head at all, and just focused on licking the cat. grain.

"Is it hungry, eating so hard?" Ding Zile asked.

The boss came in with a bowl: "Where! It came back at noon, and my son has been feeding it all afternoon sitting on the horseback and holding the jar!"

"Eat as long as there is food," Ding Zile scratched the cat's head, "Brother, if you eat like this again, you will get fat to death."

"...he's quite fat now." Qian Cheng commented objectively.

Ding Zile looked up at him: "You saw it too?"

Brother, this is a very obvious fact, okay!The cat's stomach is hanging on the ground!

Qian Cheng had no choice but to add: "However, the cat is still a bit fatter and cuter."

"That's what you said." Ding Zile stood up and rushed at the cat, then wiped the water on the cat with his backhand, "It's not good to be too fat, I have to take it for a walk."

...I haven't heard of taking a cat for a walk.

"I ran every day without a trace, and I didn't come back last night." The boss added, "It stands to reason that it has exercised enough, but it seems that it has lost much weight."

A cat is so chic, and disappears every now and then. Qian Cheng has also gained insight and opened his eyes.

"Brother is very wild, he doesn't come home all day long." Ding Zile, with wet hands, straightened the hair of the cat, "What's the matter, brother, have you found a girlfriend?"

Qian Cheng could see that Ding Zile was probably suffering from advanced cat-sucking cancer. Not only did he feed the cats in the compound, but now he also extended his claws to other house cats.

Also fine points.

I don't know when this "brother" got hooked up, and the boss is still very welcoming, but this cat probably has a lot of fans, and he doesn't worry about eating and drinking all day long, and he can also go out to relax and meet his girlfriend.

Qian Cheng squatted aside to watch, the cat was very comfortable being served by Ding Zile, and after licking the cat food, it was honestly scratched and purred.

"Is it angry?" Qian Cheng was a little worried.

"No, it's comfortable." Ding Zile scratched the cat persistently, "Gulu Gulu means I'm happy."

"Yeah." Qian Cheng reached out and touched the big cat's head. The cat was very cooperative, probably because it was full and in a good mood, so it just served the stupid shit-shoveling officer casually.

Ding Zile's entertainment lasted about 10 minutes.Then I cleaned up and went back to the store with the food in my hand to find the boss.

"It's too fat, take it to the gym another day." Ding Zile took out some snacks from the bag and put them on the counter, "Boss, give these to your son."

"Hey, no need!" The boss wanted to chase him out, but Ding Zile quickly dragged Qian Cheng away.The boss had no choice but to shout from behind: "Come play again next time!"

Sucking a cat is so thrilling.The two ran straight out of a street and stopped when they entered a residential area.

"Run... what... make it look like the boss is going to eat you." Qian Cheng held the snack tightly and didn't let go.

"Every time I go there, I don't buy food from his family. I feel embarrassed." Ding Zile said, "I have to give something so that I can meet my brother."

"Why is the cat called brother?" Qian Cheng was puzzled, "Look, all the cats in the courtyard are called one, two, three, four..."

"I don't know, it's called Shunkou. Maybe...it looks like a big brother?" Ding Zile thought for a while, "It's not appropriate to call her sister."

Seems to make sense, Qian Cheng nodded, followed a few steps, and asked again: "Why don't you just buy their food, I think they also have steamed buns..."

Ding Zile didn't answer him right away, walked a few steps, and said earnestly, "Because it's not tasty."

What Ding Zile said was always so reasonable that Qian Cheng didn't know how to answer it.

"Well, thank you for today." After leaving the alley and turning into the avenue, Ding Zile suddenly spoke again.

Saying thank you twice a day made Qian Cheng somewhat uncomfortable.

"I didn't do anything either?" Qian Cheng was puzzled, stuffing Langweixian into his mouth, "Thank me for watching the cat with you?"

"Yeah." Ding Zile nodded, "Brother, it's very happy today."

"You still have synaesthesia." Qian Cheng smiled, "You know if the cat is happy or not?"

"I know. It told me all about it. Today, Maoyan is happy. Besides, synaesthesia is not so useful for an illiterate," Ding Zile turned to look at him, with a look of hatred for iron, "I said, Comrade Xiaoqian, you eat so much. For a long time, don't you give me some tokens?"

"Here," Qian Cheng immediately grabbed a few and stuffed them into Ding Zile's mouth, "I thought you wouldn't eat them!"

"I don't have any eyesight at all." Ding Zile bit the food and swallowed it with a few clicks, "Yes, it's delicious. Junk food makes me happy."

Qian Cheng withdrew his hand and wiped his pants: "Nervous, you don't have hands, you have to eat yourself."

"Lazy." Ding Zile said with a smile, "Eating one is enough to quench my cravings...I'll stop eating and go home."