can i be respectful for a while

The injury on Ye Qing's wrist is still not healed, so he can't go to work, so he can only stay at home.

As for Ye Jing, when he was not at work, he devoted himself to researching recipes and vowed to bring back all the meat that Ye Qing lost in the past few days.

Ye Qing held up a gauze-wrapped hand, and rushed forward to hug his waist, "Hey, oldman, what new dish did you research?"

"Stir fry Ye Qing today." Ye Jing put down the kitchen knife, dragged him from his armpit into his arms, and hugged him, "Let me taste what it tastes first."

"What's the smell?" Ye Qing pressed his lips mischievously, then quickly withdrew, "Have you tasted it?"

The corners of Ye Jing's mouth curled up, and then he slowly revealed a bright smile, "Chocolate flavor, um, and orange."

Ye Qing clamped his legs tightly around his waist, smiled lightly, "That's right, I just ate a piece of chocolate and two oranges."

"Have you left it for me?"

"Keep it, one piece for each person."

Ye Jing laughed, and then put him down, "Then you are so good, why don't I make more delicious rewards for you?"

Ye Qing arched his furry head in his arms again, "Isn't it very hard for you to raise me like this?"

Ye Jing lowered his head and kissed him on the head, "I'm willing, very happy."

Ye Qing laughed again.

The life of the two of them was particularly happy, and the dim blue color in the corners of Ye Qing's eyes was about to fade away, but Ye Jing insisted on applying medicine to him every day, and carefully checked every inch of skin that had been injured. Are there any scars left?

One night, after he finished applying the medicine, Ye Qing suddenly asked, "You ate it after applying it, aren't you afraid of being poisoned?"

Ye Jing was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly remembered what happened to the smell of medicine in his mouth.

Seeing his appearance, Ye Qing was extremely funny, so he turned over and rushed forward, "It's the last medicine feast, you must keep it in your heart."

Ye Jing was distracted by his teasing, and stretched out his hand to pull him into his arms, with his lips on his eyebrows.

Ye Qing raised his hand to cover his lips, and suddenly asked, "What are the seven digits after the decimal point of pi?"

"what?"

"If you can't answer, don't give it to me."

"[-]."

Ye Jing threw out an answer neatly, bit his lips, and twirled lightly on his ear.

Ye Qing hugged his head and said with a smile, "When did Sigmund Freud enter the Medical School of the University of Vienna?"

Ye Jing looked at the ceiling, thought silently for two seconds, "1873", and then continued to move down, put his lips on his Adam's apple, and licked it a few times.

"Ye Jing, what is the expression of Euclid's measure?"

“|x|=√(x[1]2+x[2]2+…+x[n]2)。”叶敬头都不抬，答完继续。

Ye Qing couldn't help him, and he thought of other tricks, "Which artist does Pope Innocent X look like?"

"Diego Rodriguez de Silvay Velazquez."

Ye Qing kicked him away and sat up angrily, "Why do you know everything?!"

Ye Jing was puzzled, and pulled him into his arms dumbfoundingly, "Then I can't answer and you won't let me kiss you."

Ye Qing pursed her mouth, looking unhappy.

"Well, I'll give you one, and if you can answer it, I'll count it as your win."

"Okay."

"Enjoying sex is enjoying is the most natural feeling in the world. Who said that?"

Ye Qing was stunned for a moment, this... who said that?

"do not know?"

"I'll think about it again." Ye Qing buried his body in the quilt and started a new round of brain cell battle.

Ye Jing was lying on his side, playing with his fingers in his bored hair.

Ye Qing thought about it from different angles of style and content, but in the end he couldn't figure out who said it. He hummed in grief and anger, turned over and climbed down, and went to look up the answer on the Internet.

Ye Jing grabbed him, dragged him back into his arms, and pressed his legs, "Why are you going?"

"I'll check the answer."

Ye Jing let go of him, and watched him run down vigorously, and after a while, he ran back listlessly.

"Brother—good brother—who said that?"

"Want to know?"

"En." Ye Qing nodded, looking forward to it.

Ye Jing looked at him seriously, and then... said three words.

"I said."

Ye Qing slapped him with a slap, climbed onto the bed with the other disabled wrist, and kicked him, "Ye Jing, you scoundrel! Big liar! You pervert! You cheated! You!"

In the middle of cursing, Ye Qing was at a loss for words, then Ye Jing raised his lips with a smirk, pushed him down again, and blinked his eyes wickedly, "Then... the hooligans are ready to start." .”

The next day, Ye Qing was lying on the bed with his butt naked, his body covered with bruises, as if he had been beaten again, and he yelled to the bathroom, "Ye Jing——I'm going to sue the Children's Protection Association. You go—you abuse children—you moleste children—”

Ye Jing brushed his teeth, his mouth was full of white foam, "How old are you, and you are still in the Children's Protection Association, why don't you go to the Maternal and Child Health Hospital?"

Ye Qing was not convinced, "You still dare to despise me, then you are so old, old cows eat tender grass!"

"Old cows eat old grass."

"Tender grass!"

"old……"

"Tender grass!"

"All right, Nencao." Ye Jing nodded, "Then, Nencao, hurry up and brush your teeth."

Ye Qing rolled back and forth on the bed for five or six times before getting up, put on his basketball uniform and ran to the bathroom, leaning against the door frame with an aggrieved expression on his face, "Oh, dear brother, why do my hands hurt so much? .”

Ye Jing laughed, pinched his waist gently, and said, "Come here, open your mouth."

Ye Qing opened his mouth, showing his small white teeth, and waited.

Ye Jing took the toothbrush and helped him clean his teeth bit by bit. Seeing him grinning and enjoying himself, he couldn't help laughing, "Do I have to buy you a diaper when I come back from get off work today?" ?”

Ye Qing smiled without shame, "You bought all the diapers I used when I was young?"

"Come on." Ye Jing handed him the water for rinsing his mouth and said with a smile, "You have been precious since you were young, so how dare you use diapers for fear of little red spots on your buttocks? Can the vest be used as a diaper for you!"

Ye Qing was delighted, pouted and rubbed the white foam at the corner of his mouth against his face, but was pierced by a thin mustache, so he said, "Your beard has grown again, it's piercing to death."

Ye Jing was about to shave, so he said, "It will be gone soon."

After he finished applying the shaving cream, he picked up the razor and rubbed it. Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong. Ye Jing looked down and turned to stare at him, "Did you use my razor to shave your legs again?"

"No, I'm shaving my armpits this time." Ye Qing was about to run after finishing speaking.

"You still dare to run?" Ye Jing put down the razor, grabbed him nimbly, put his arms around his waist, and kissed him punishingly.

Tongue and teeth entangled, a mouth full of shaving cream foam rubbed against Ye Qing's face, unrestrained in the morning, the big and small birds that were already ready to move started fluttering, causing Ye Qing to giggle.

"Where's the willpower you're proud of?"

"It's gone... No, don't make trouble. If you make trouble again, I will be late." Ye Jing let go of him, and retracted his big hand from his bare buttocks reluctantly.

The breakfast was made by Ye Jing, and he seemed to enjoy it very much, after all, every time he cooks, the little one can follow his buttocks in circles.

After eating, Ye Qing chose a dark red suit for him, and when he put it on, he rushed over with a tie.

"Don't make trouble, honey, I know you can't wear a tie."

"Who said I can't?" Ye Qing frowned, and the exquisite and beautiful features revealed a fairy-like beauty.

Ye Jing was fascinated by it, and let him hang the tie around his neck, and then...then tied two knots very seriously.

Ye Jing looked sadly at the big ugly pimple on the tie, and forgot his baby's smiling face, so he didn't dare to remove it.

"It's pretty." Ye Qing smiled, and kissed him on the cheek, "Bye, brother."

Hearing what he said, Ye Jing wrapped his arms around his waist again, and slid down his lower abdomen, "In other words."

"Goodbye, Ye Jing!"

"I don't want to hear that."

"Then which one do you want to hear?"

"Goodbye, husband."

Ye Qing nodded seriously, "Well, goodbye my wife, be careful on the way home from get off work."

Ye Jing almost pushed him to the ground on the spot, and manually fucked him.

However, despite this, the big hand has screwed his ass.

Ye Jing started playing tricks.

"you……"

Ye Jing lowered his head and bit his earlobe, "Hurry up, or the king will not go to court early today, I will do what I say."

Ye Qing was sad, angry and aggrieved, staring at him with two watery eyes, "Goodbye, husband!"

"Be gentle."

"Husband—goodbye—"

This sound was soft and flattering, making Ye Jing's bones shattered.

He couldn't hold back, the tip of his tongue slipped between his lips and teeth, but Ye Qing stopped him, "Are you going to work yet?!"

Ye Jing withdrew his hand regretfully, kissed his lips reluctantly before going out.

"Hey..." When Ye Qing remembered about his tie, he had already left the house, "This idiot is still a genius."

Ye Jing brought this weird tie into the company, keeping his eyes on all the way, Ye is always sleepy today, why is the tie tied like this?

The dark red suit set off his temperament and spirit, and the strange tie did not affect his demeanor at all, but instead had a unique charm.

"Don't you think it matches me well?"

not—

Of course, no one dared to speak out.

Perhaps, deep love is that no matter how ugly the tie his baby wears, he can wear it proudly and proudly.

Later, many people's ties were changed to Mr. Ye's style, but no one wore them as aggressively and beautifully as him.

However, the good days can't last forever, and there are always difficulties to face.

And this day, coming far away, seems not far away.

The author has something to say:

In fact, there are many stories behind it, many stories of my father's generation, but I just don't want to tell them one by one.

Sometimes when I think about it this way, I feel that life is not easy, so it is not easy for everyone.

The next chapter will briefly talk about it.

Love you~~Thank you for collecting.