The lame man at the dumpling shop

Japan and China.

After a while, he decided to wash the underwear for Cheng Shui.

After washing his underwear, he can still fool himself for a while.

Yan Qingsheng soaped that area and rubbed it back and forth vigorously. The slippery feel kept reminding him that this is Cheng Shui's most secret thing. He wanted Cheng Shui to talk about a girl and have a good time, but he was really dark. And selfish, I just hope that day will come a little later.

He subconsciously felt that if he washed that thing away, Cheng Shui's progress with that unknown girl would be a little slower.

I'm sorry, brother.

The pair of underwear was hung high in the middle of the room, and when the wind blew, it swayed and touched his ripped trousers again and again.

Yan Qingsheng lowered his head.

Cheng Shui came back earlier than he expected, he bent his fingers and flicked the door panel, and there was a bang, "Brother Sheng!"

He was sure that Yan Qingsheng could hear him, so after calling out, he waited patiently.Sure enough, about 2 minutes later, the door opened, and Yan Qingsheng said "hungry or not" inside.

"I'm not hungry, I ate two steamed buns at night! ——and there's such a big bowl of porridge!" Cheng Shui gestured into the room, and seeing the food and wine on the table, he was so surprised that he forgot to take it away with his outstretched arms. , the aura is rare to disappear, and he asked his brother Sheng in a daze: "This, brother Sheng...is your birthday today?"

"What birthday, I don't have that." Yan Qingsheng followed him slowly, "It's for you."

"Me?" Cheng Shui regained his composure, "Fuck, it can't be because of a pineapple bun!"

Yan Qingsheng glared at him: "It's okay in front of me, don't say this word in front of other girls."

"Where is the girl from?"

Yan Qingsheng thought to himself that he probably hadn't noticed that he washed his underwear, but he had to ask one by one: "Tell me the truth, did you eat yesterday?"

Cheng Shui immediately said: "Eat." He was afraid that Yan Qingsheng would not believe it, so he reported the price of everything in a hurry. After hearing this, Yan Qingsheng sighed: "I didn't eat at night, and I didn't eat enough at noon. Not next time."

Cheng Shui smiled: "Brother Sheng, my master never took care of me like this. I'm hungry, really."

Yan Qingsheng sat down by him, and sat beside him, "Today I..."

He told others about Cheng Shui being his younger brother.

"Success, why don't I just call you Brother Sheng?" Cheng Shui looked quite happy, "How about I change my name and call you Brother?" He turned his head as he spoke, and saw the bottle on the table. Wine, surprised: "Why did you still buy wine?"

After hearing the first half of his sentence, Yan Qingsheng felt a little hot and wanted to say whatever, but when Cheng Shui interrupted him, he went to answer the last question.

"That is to say... Brother, you are going to work again tomorrow?" Cheng Shui heard from him that the work of the dumpling shop is high-intensity and low-paying, and he wouldn't be willing to do it for anyone, so he didn't have any fun for Yan Qing immediately. "Can the body take it?"

"There's nothing I can't bear. It's been so many years." Yan Qingsheng didn't take this matter to heart. He had other thoughts tonight, and he had to let Cheng Shui drink some wine first.

Cheng Shui drank, and he didn't know how much he drank, but no one would get sober the more he drank.Yan Qingsheng filled one cup after another for Cheng Shui. Cheng Shui talked to him with a smile, and filled it as soon as he raised his hand.After drinking about four or five cups, Yan Qingsheng saw Cheng Shui's movement of rolling the skewers slowed down, and felt that it was almost done, so he stopped pouring for him.

He's about to start probing.

Yan Qingsheng had been timid all his life, and he had never had someone who could talk behind his back, and it was the first time he had asked directly in front of the Lord, his heart was beating like a drum, and he could not speak easily.

"Brother...Brother asked you something."

Cheng Shui's eyes were glued to his face, "Brother, ask."

"Brother didn't want to ask you something, just, just cared about you..." Yan Qingsheng said, his voice dropped again, he was really not good at lying, even if the words were half-truth, he still felt guilty.

He didn't know that the way he hesitated now hit Cheng Shui's heart.

"It's okay, brother can ask you anything." Cheng Shui picked out a skewer of broken chicken hearts, stroked half of a bamboo stick in one bite, put the piece of meat between his teeth and bit it slowly, "I just love brother talking to me."

Yan Qingsheng's face really started to burn, "Brother also likes to talk to you," he cleared his throat, "brother, tell me about the girl you like."

At this time, Cheng Shui's head was indeed a little blunt. He didn't speak, but frowned.

Yan Qingsheng coughed lightly again, and lowered his head halfway, "Brother cleaned up the bed today, I saw it... I washed it for you."

Cheng Shui paused for two seconds and took a deep breath.He looked up the wire, and sure enough, he saw his underwear next to Yan Qingsheng's, intimately fulfilling what its owner wanted day and night.

"Brother," Cheng Shui said with some difficulty, "You don't mind? Did you wash it yourself?"

Yan Qingsheng pursed his lower lip and smiled a little, which seemed to be flattering, but his words were indeed true: "What do you think of my brother's things?"

Brother's stuff, his stuff.

Cheng Shui's heart burst into flames, and was ignited by Yan Qingsheng's words.

"He's... very comfortable."

really!

Yan Qingsheng's heart raised his throat and blocked him to prevent him from making a sound.

Cheng Shui looked like he was drunk, but not quite. His eyes looked clearer, but they fell on Yan Qingsheng, and there was uncharacteristic longing and persistence everywhere.

"He's a little bit timid, but he has a good heart, especially for me."

"He is not very beautiful, but I like him. He has delicate features and is comfortable."

"He's not in good health, but it doesn't matter, I'll do the work in the future."

"It's silly, I have a headache, and I'm always afraid of scaring him."

"But brother," Cheng Shui dropped the sign and looked at him with heavy eyes. Yan Qingsheng felt as if he had stepped into the maze set by those eyes, "I really, really like him."

Yan Qingsheng exhaled, nodded and said, "I understand, I support you."

Cheng Shui smiled: "Brother, you don't know."

Yan Qingsheng was at a loss for words for a while, and after a while, he said slowly: "Don't underestimate brother, in this regard... Brother is definitely more experienced than you."

Hearing this, Cheng Shui asked him in turn: "Which aspect? Didn't brother never talk about girls?"

Yan Qingsheng answered honestly: "I haven't talked about it, but..."

Alcoholic and courageous, Cheng Shui didn't wait for him to finish speaking, his tone became more joking, and he approached him with a smile: "Or is that what brother is referring to?"

"No..." Yan Qingsheng realized that he couldn't resist Cheng Shui's unscrupulous words, and suddenly became embarrassed: "It's not that..."

Cheng Shui still had a smile on his face, and hummed if there was nothing.

Yan Qingsheng hurriedly explained: "I, I mean, if you have any problems with the girl, you can talk to brother, and brother will give you advice."

If it had been half a month ago, this conversation would have ended here.Cheng Shui's heart is like a mirror, the line between him and Yan Qingsheng was drawn by him, and he dare not forget it for a moment.Yan Qingsheng likes girls and treats him like a younger brother. He can't sleep in other people's houses, takes advantage of others' favors, and ruins half of their lives.

But tonight, Cheng Shui drank and wanted to go crazy.

"Brother, I have a problem now."

"You said."

Cheng Shui moved the chair and got very close to each other. Yan Qingsheng was made nervous by his move: It still seems like a big secret question?

I was quick with my tongue for a while, what if... the two of them screwed up, what should I do?

It is said that it is better to demolish ten temples than one marriage. The two people are talking about five temples, Yan Qingsheng thought anxiously, but he vaguely hoped that Cheng Shui and that Don't be so smooth, girl.In this way, he and Cheng Shui...

Ok? !

Yan Qingsheng's heart trembled, and he wanted to withdraw his hand immediately, but Cheng Shui was stronger and insisted on pressing him for three to five seconds.

"what are you doing!"

Cheng Shui let go of his hand, and his voice was obviously a little hoarse: "Have you touched it?"

Yan Qingsheng could feel how hard and hot it was there.In the palm of his left hand, Cheng Shui's private place was remembered in death row, and he couldn't rub it off no matter how hard he rubbed it.

"Brother, when I think of him, I become like this," Cheng Shui put on a panicked gesture, "I can't force him...Brother, teach me how to be comfortable, okay?"

Yan Qingsheng had thousands of calculations, but he never imagined that Cheng Shui actually asked him to teach this!

"No, I can't... What's the matter..." Yan Qingsheng couldn't put his hand anywhere, so he could only hold his trouser legs tightly, rubbing his palms on the small piece of cloth uneasily.

Cheng Shui got closer again, this time even the smell of alcohol on his body was about to enter Yan Qingsheng's skin.

"Good brother..." He muttered while tugging at Yan Qingsheng's sleeve.Yan Qingsheng's left hand was pulled loose by him.

Yan Qingsheng really didn't know what to do. He heard Cheng Shui calling his brother, and he couldn't help but want to agree to any ridiculous thing.Brothers... It's against the rules to do this kind of thing between brothers, but in this dilapidated house, where there is no father or brother, who can tell them any rules in such a corner that God has forgotten?

He endured it, if his younger brother was happy and comfortable, and when he met a girl, wouldn't he be less impulsive?

Then...

"You, you come first, I'll take a look." He was afraid that Cheng Shui would not like it, so he said in a very low voice: "Actually, it's not that bad... Let me think about it."

There was a smile in Cheng Shui's eyes, he finally temporarily let go of Yan Qingsheng's pitiful turned-up sleeve, slowly pulled down the waistband of his trousers, but kept his eyes on Brother Sheng who was almost stretched into a bow, sincerely Sincerely praised: "Brother must be better than me."

Cheng Shui is wearing sports pants that cost 15 yuan in the wholesale market.