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027 keep distance

In the hospital, Bai Tong helped his lord-like elder brother Lang rush forward and back, causing the new trainee nurse to praise his "good brother" frequently in front of Zhao Lang.

Who is his brother?

These words touched the back of the cold-faced president, with a handsome uncle's ice face, he said to the girl in a very petty manner: "I don't have a younger brother"

These words have no depth, the implication is that Bai Tong is not his younger brother, nor is he his elder brother, he is his benefactor! ! !

That little nurse must be a rotten girl, not only extroverted but also courageous, not only was she not angry when Zhao Lang pouted her like this, she also subdued her strength with softness and a playful smile: "Oh my god! Oh my god...you don't have a younger brother... tsk tsk tsk ………Big Brother Bai Blind……”

The little nurse was poor-mouthed, Zhao Lang didn't understand what it meant, but Bai Tong, who was holding the receipt in his hand, couldn't help laughing, Zhao Lang realized that this little girl was playing "literary prison" with him, and laughed at him. He is the last eunuch of Zhongguo!

The handsome face instantly turned black into the bottom of the pot. Anyway, he was upset. "Desire to be dissatisfied" might be more appropriate.

Zhao Lang's wrist was contused and his ankle was strained. According to the doctor's advice, a hundred days would be enough for the injury.

The money for the doctor's treatment was all paid by Bai Tong, it was such a thing, Li'er was also like this, but it was beyond Bai Tong's expectation that Zhao Lang didn't say anything about the money for the doctor's treatment.

He would definitely pay for this money, but he never expected that Brother Lang would not even be polite to him. He couldn't tell whether he should be angry or not, anyway, Bai Tong was surprised that he didn't play cards according to the routine.

After going back and forth for a thousand years, Bai Tong felt a little distressed, but he had nothing to say.

He waited on the saddle, took a picture and did a routine inspection, and ran up and down in line to buy medicine, and finally returned the same way.

Zhao Lang is hypocritical.Bai Tong is too attentive and he gets angry, thinking he is too casual, releasing hormones everywhere.

Why don't Bai Tong take the initiative to help him, he is also angry, feeling that Bai Tong doesn't take him seriously and he is not taken seriously.

Bai Tong learned Zhao Lang's uncertainty, and thought that this kind of person was too high for him, and when his injury healed, he would definitely keep a distance from him!

The longing and fantasies in my heart before turned into bubbles and shattered in an instant.

Human emotions are always complex and changeable.Like you, it may be because of a certain look, a certain smile, a certain cognition, come and go quickly.

This feeling is not love but a feeling!

Stretching out his hand to touch the blue whistle around his neck, Bai Tong quickly adjusted his position, and the rest were just extravagant hopes for him.

"Brother Lang... You've been tired all day, take a rest first, and I'll bring you some stewed bone soup later."

Bai Tong treats people politely, without arrogance or impetuosity.He smiled and walked to the door, ready to change his shoes and open the door to go home.

"water."

"Ok?"

Zhao Lang had a troubled face, he didn't know what he was thinking, seeing Bai Tong was terribly annoyed, now he said he wanted to leave but he was very reluctant.

"Trouble... Pour me a glass of water..."

"Oh, oh good." Bai Tong turned back, swiped the cup and poured water, seemed a little reluctant before leaving, twisted his neck and turned around and said, "Just lean on and take a nap, and I'll give you the meal when it's ready." Bring it over."

Zhao Lang didn't answer, Bai Tong made fun of it, smiled indifferently, opened the door and left.

Staring at the cup of warm water in front of him, Zhao Lang has never been in such a situation where he would be vacillating towards someone.

He both hates Baitong and likes it, which is extremely contradictory.

The mobile phone on the coffee table vibrated silently, and quickly glanced at the caller ID - Zhao Qing.

The hands-free was turned on, and the unique soft voice of a woman was transmitted along the phone's microphone.

Zhao Qing went straight to the point: "I just finished talking to Zhao Yunkong..." Zhao Lang remained silent, waiting for the eldest sister to continue, "He sued me, saying that you don't care about him."

Zhao Lang remained silent. To be honest, Zhao Yunkong made him physically and mentally exhausted, and he was too rebellious.

When I was a child, my fart was bigger and soft like a meat dumpling. No matter how you say it, my mouth was sweet and coaxing. It is completely different from now.

"You also know that adolescent children are very rebellious. This is exactly the same as the menopause of an elderly man. Do you have to screw him? Can't you suppress your anger and tolerate your son?"

Zhao Lang raised his hand irritably, and kneaded his brows fiercely. The woman's gentle voice still gave him a splitting headache.

For his sister, he didn't know what to say, two words - selfish.

However, she was the sister of his first-milk compatriot, and he could bear it no matter what, the blood bond between them could never be erased in his whole life.

Zhao Qing babbled a lot, preaching to Zhao Lang like a child, women are often more aggressive when men are silent, she thought it was because men were speechless because of what she said, but in fact it was because they didn't talk to each other The old lady of the general knowledge.

It is not easy to erupt, if it erupts, it will definitely fall apart.

During the 10-minute call, Zhao Qing was talking alone. The woman didn't know it, and kept talking endlessly. She didn't understand that the man was silently resisting.

Putting down the phone, the originally irritable mood became even more irritable. When the fierce lion also takes a nap, the fierce man will also show his tired side.

He got up and limped out of the house without taking anything, his hands were empty, and he was wearing slippers.

Baitong froze when he opened the door, he was occupying both hands, obviously kneading the dough, one side of his face was still covered with flour.

"Lang... Brother Lang? Why are you here?"

Bai Tong's eyes fell down, and then he was embarrassed to find that Zhao Lang was standing at the door of his house with bare feet, and his slippers didn't follow his feet, so he ruthlessly threw him in the corridor.

Zhao Lang answered in a muffled voice: "Alone at home... bored."

"Then come in and sit down quickly. The doctor said that you'd better stay in bed and try not to get out of bed and walk around... Um... do you have any relatives living in Hong Kong City?"

Bai Tong quickly helped Zhao Lang into the room and sat down, deliberately keeping a distance, but due to Zhao Lang's limited mobility, he didn't have much distance.

Helping Zhao Lang to sit down, Bai Tong hurriedly turned around and went out to pick up the slippers that Zhao Lang dropped in the corridor and put them at the door.

Looking up, he looked at Zhao Lang, who was sitting condescendingly, who was also looking at him, pursed his lips, smirked, and quickly got up and hid in the kitchen.

Bai Tong was ashamed, because he accidentally aimed at "Brother Lang"'s crotch just now, and he didn't know whether it was because the fabric of his trousers was too snug or Brother Lang's sitting posture, so his balls could be seen at a glance, including the one inside. Muscle.

Visually, it weighs a lot, Bai Tong sighed and felt ashamed at the same time.

He likes to make pasta, and it is perfect with a pot of pork bone soup!

Bai Tong, who was wandering in the sky, quickly came back to his senses, praying in his heart that the benefactor would not come, while cooking in the kitchen anxiously, worried that his benefactor would come again by chance, and he would be embarrassed up.

Fortunately, after a meal, no one knocked on the door.

Steaming pork bone soup, bright yellow corn, snow-white yam, and green rapeseed floating on it, all of which are delicious in color and fragrance.

On the side is a stack of freshly baked oil cakes, golden inside and outside, soft and delicious.

Next to it was a cold melon slice, a simple meal that conquered Zhao Lang's stomach time and time again.

Bai Tong didn't let Zhao Lang toss back and forth, and deliberately brought the food to the coffee table in the living room so that he could move his chopsticks.

When Zhao Lang filled his stomach, Bai Tong was busy tidying up in the kitchen, so he had no intention of eating with him at all.

Based on this alone, Zhao Lang felt uncomfortable again.

"The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked", the father is so difficult to serve, no wonder the son is hypocritical to do it to him.

"Why don't you eat?" Bai Tong came over to remove the bowls and chopsticks. As soon as Zhao Lang opened his mouth, he stopped his hands reflexively and looked up at him.

After thinking about it, he said politely, "I'm not hungry yet, I'll eat when I get hungry later."

This is just a polite remark.But Zhao Lang didn't buy it, and started "relying on the old and selling the old" because of his own age, preaching to Bai Tong with a dark face, and nagging about things that can't be so beautiful that you can eat on time.

Bai Tong is very speechless, thinking that his neighbor is really a jerk, and feels that his EQ is not high. With such a person, which woman can stand him?

The words are all good words, but it is a bit ugly to say them out. The typical kind words hurt others. This kind of people are often thankless, and it is easy to raise the hatred value.

Bai Tong is the kind of good boy who has a positive attitude and knows how to be grateful. Although his words sound harsh, he can still distinguish the good intentions in Zhao Lang's words.

Giggling and playing sloppy eyes, he avoided the quarrel, but the blind Zhao Lang stared at him and asked, "You don't like to listen to me?"

"No." Hehe Shale, giving each other a step down, "I love to listen."

"Then why don't you say anything?"

"I think what you said is right, so naturally I have nothing to refute."

"You really think so?" He was very suspicious, and he was still emotionally hurt when he said it. Bai Yueguang left an indelible shadow in his heart for the rest of his life.

It's like many drivers who have had a serious car accident dare not touch the car.

"Really. Are you full? Would you like a glass of watermelon juice?"

Bai Tong looked into Zhao Lang's eyes, Zhao Lang also looked at him, and suddenly asked him jumpingly: "What do you think of me?"

"Huh?" Bai Tong didn't understand Zhao Lang's meaning for a moment, and it took a while to digest it. What Zhao Lang asked was not what kind of person he was, but just his simple appearance. Who made him face blind.

"It's just two eyes, one nose and one mouth..."

"Don't you look handsome?"

"……………………"

"want."

"??????"

"Watermelon juice!"

"……………………"

The author has something to say:

Village: Very busy, very busy, really busy.

Zhao: My mother asked me to be cute, asking for collection, bonus points, comments, and encouragement.

Tong: Whoever bookmarks, whoever makes up points, whoever leaves a message, whoever encourages me, I will give him a big kiss.

Zhao: How dare you!

Tong: It's not up to me to dare or not, why are you so fierce?

Village: Uh huh~

Zhao: Hmph...

Tong: The big wild boar hums (*^__^*)