Zamoli

He Mu swallowed the dumpling stuck in his throat, took a few more sips of water, and then whispered, "I don't know."

Before my uncle could speak, my aunt became anxious, put down her chopsticks, and said, "Why don't you know, you child..."

He Mu no longer wanted to eat, the few dumplings he ate fell into his stomach like a stone, heavy and uncomfortable.He got up quickly, picked up his bowls and chopsticks, put them in the kitchen, washed them in silence, put them in the cupboard, picked up his schoolbag, wrapped his scarf, and said expressionlessly: "I'm leaving. .”

During this process, several people at the dinner table looked at each other, this was the first time they had seen such silent resistance.

Seeing that he really seemed to be leaving, my uncle couldn't help smoothing things over: "It's so early, I haven't finished my meal yet, so sit down and eat later."

He Mu shook his head and walked towards the door.

"An unfamiliar white-eyed wolf..."

He Mu closed the door, shut those yin and yang and ulterior motives inside, stood in the corridor with his bag in his pocket, took a deep breath, thought about Chang Ming'an, felt better in his heart, decided to go home, even though Chang Ming If An is not there, then there is Mumu.He got on the bus that was empty because of the festival, and the driver yawned and jumped several stops to deliver him to his destination.He Mu walked towards home step by step, feeling that his mood was improving a little bit, he walked out of the elevator humming a song, took out the key and opened the door.

It seemed that the heating was turned on in the room, and as soon as he opened the door, a warm wind rushed to his face. There was a light inside, and Chang Mingan and Yang Xiaozhen were sitting opposite each other. The pork bone soup base is rolling in the induction cooker, which is delicious.

He Mu froze in place, feeling as if he had broken into a place he shouldn't be.

Chang Mingan was taken aback when he saw him, and then said, "Have you eaten?"

He Mu closed the door and stood at the porch without changing his shoes, he just tugged on the shoulder strap of his schoolbag helplessly, and muttered, "Eat, eat."

Chang Ming'an said: "Mom, this is the student I was talking about, who lives here with me."

"Oh, it looks so small." Yang Xiaozhen scooped up a spoonful of soup and drank it, "It's so cold, come and drink the soup."

"Hello, Auntie." He Mu called out stammeringly, jumped into his slippers, and sat at the table stiffly.

Chang Ming'an said helplessly: "Don't drink it, how many times have you been rolled, the purines are high."

Her son was free from worry and had no worries about food and clothing. Yang Xiaozhen looked very young, with fashionable big curly hair permed and nails done on her hands. She took a big sip of soup contentedly, put down the bowl, and said, "Go wash the dishes."

He Mu was tense all over, and his buttocks were only sitting on the edge of the chair. Hearing this sentence, he subconsciously stood up. Yang Xiaozhen laughed heartily, pulled him down and sat back on the chair, and said, "This child How can you be so honest?"

Chang Mingan rolled up his sleeves to clean up the dishes, and He Mu handed him the chopsticks that he couldn't reach, in exchange for a slight smile from him.After dinner, Yang Xiaozhen sat on the sofa and watched TV. From Chang Ming'an, she vaguely knew that there was something wrong with He Mu's family, so she didn't talk about family matters, and only chatted with him occasionally about the content of the TV.He Mu wished he had thought through his mind ten times before saying a word, and finally said it cautiously and carefully.

Yang Xiaozhen didn't force him any more, picked up the apple from the fruit plate, peeled it neatly, cut half of it and gave it to He Mu, who took it and said "thank you" sincerely.

In the end, He Mu slipped into the kitchen and stood watching Chang Ming An carefully wipe off the water droplets on the bowl.He is focused and serious in everything he does, including talking to people.He Mu looked at his hand with slender fingers, and suddenly said, "Happy Winter Solstice."

"Happy Winter Solstice." Chang Mingan raised his head, and tapped He Mu's cheek with a finger that was wet but not cold, "Do you want to eat glutinous rice balls?"

He Mu took his hand out of his pocket, rubbed his face, and asked, "Sesame stuffed?"

Chang Mingan was amused by him, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "It's stuffed with sesame seeds."

Chang Ming'an didn't know anything about cooking, so he was in a hurry. Under He Mu's guidance, he boiled water, then turned down the heat, and put a few round glutinous rice balls into it.In the middle Yang Xiaozhen came in to inspect once, and clearly asked herself to eat sweeter peanut stuffing, because she was afraid of getting confused, Chang Ming'an had to start another pot, playing both sides.

Yang Xiaozhen used her mobile phone in the living room to send winter solstice blessings to her sisters, grab the winter solstice red envelopes, and her WeChat ding ding dong dong kept ringing.He Mu leaned against the kitchen door, watching Chang Ming'an clumsily stirring the two pots to prevent them from sticking to the bottom.According to the method He Mu taught him, he used horseshoe powder to thicken the soup with egg flower to make a slightly sweet soup base, and there were a few snowball-like glutinous rice balls floating in it. Looking helplessly.

When the glutinous rice balls were cooked, Yang Xiaozhen was still grabbing the red envelopes from the sister group, she was overjoyed and said to Chang Ming'an: "Son, mom is the luckiest!"

Chang Ming'an served her the glutinous rice balls, and said as if coaxing a little girl, "Hey, it's really good."

He Mu and Chang Ming'an were sitting opposite each other, with their toes touching, each holding a bowl of hot glutinous rice balls.Mumu circled around her feet, her front paws resting on He Mu's knee, and she kept "meowing", and He Mu coaxed her softly: "You can't eat this." Until Chang Mingan opened it for her. It took one can to stop.

He Mu ate the glutinous rice balls wholeheartedly, and from time to time he was "hissed" by the hot stuffing, and Chang Mingan gently kicked his calf with his toe under the table: "Slow down."

The glutinous rice balls are too sweet, and the soup base is also delicious. He Mu's stomach is warm, and he feels like he has been waiting for this bowl of glutinous rice balls for a long time.

Yang Xiaozhen's WeChat ding-dong seemed to have stopped for a long time. He Mu looked up at her and found that she was also looking at him, frowning slightly.He Mu subconsciously smiled at her, and she smiled too, and looked down at WeChat again, and He Mu's heart was beating non-stop.

At night, Yang Xiaozhen was about to leave, so Chang Ming'an and He Mu escorted her to the door and helped her press the elevator.

The elevator was about to come, Yang Xiaozhen sighed and said to Chang Ming'an: "The new year is coming soon, you are already 29, it's time to settle down, so that I can rest assured."

Chang Ming'an helped her block the elevator door and let her in: "Well, I see."

He Mu lowered his head to look at his toes, and didn't dare to raise his head to look at people. It wasn't until the elevator left and Chang Mingan called him that he came back to his senses, rubbed his hands, and followed Chang Mingan back to the room.

He Mu noticed that the air conditioner was newly installed in the bedroom, and when it was turned on, warm air would blow out, making people drowsy.The thick quilt on the bed has been put away, leaving only two thin blankets, which makes He Mu a little disappointed.

When it was time to go to bed, the two wrapped themselves in their own blankets.

Chang Mingan lay flat, thinking about what Yang Xiaozhen had said to him.He Mu next to him rolled around and couldn't fall asleep, turning over constantly.Chang Mingan was about to ask him, but he leaned over, grabbed his shoulders, and whispered in his ear: "It's still a little cold."

Chang Ming'an wanted to reach for the remote control of the air conditioner on the bedside table, but He Mu crawled into his bed like a small loach, hugged his hand, and said, "It's not cold anymore."

He Mu's whole body was attached to him, and Chang Ming'an became hard almost immediately. As an adult male with normal desires and needs, he hasn't had a serious sex life for a long time.He unnaturally moved to the side, who knew that He Mu also followed suit.

"You..." Chang Mingan felt his throat dry, and made a single sound meaninglessly.

He Mu didn't say a word, just hugged his hand, like a drowning man hugging the only piece of driftwood in the sea.He Mu felt that he was too bad, and if Chang Ming'an didn't reject him, he would push forward.