Human food sex

The sky is bright and clear today, Chigui stayed up last night, taking advantage of the free time after Haiwan got up, he went back to lie down for a while.

Haiwan originally wanted to go to the restaurant to pick up things, but now that the situation has reversed, he doesn't know how to be proud of seeing Xu He, and he feels elated when he thinks about it.

But just now Chigui told him to stay at home and wait for him honestly before entering the bedroom. If he was really bored, he would go to the next door to get the computer and continue to follow the video class.

Haiwan naturally didn't dare to disobey him. He just got his wish, and he didn't want to make Chigui unhappy, let alone make him feel self-willed and disobedient.

Besides, he didn't wear pants.

Relying on the fact that he was lately returning to his name and nodding his approval, Haiwan walked to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and poured himself a glass of frozen coconut milk.

Isn't it a waste to pull the curtains every day in a high-end sea view suite?Violence will be punished by God.

Haiwan leaned on a deck chair on the terrace with a blanket in his hand, took a sip of coconut juice, and the salty morning breeze brushed his cheeks, making him a little drunk.

When Chi Gui came out, he saw this scene. The beautiful young man was sleeping in a recliner under a snow-white blanket. The sun shone on his crystal clear skin, gradually creating a layer of heat.

It was time to hug him in, but Chi Gui didn't intend to do that. He stared at the man quietly for a while, then shook him awake and said, "Get up, I'll take you out and do something serious."

"What's the matter?" Haiwan was still in a daze, rubbing his eyes and said, "I have to go to the restaurant, my things are still there, and I have to return the uniform and name tag."

Chi Gui shook his head and said, "You don't have to worry about these things, I'll let others do it. It's rare to have time today, so let's do the important things first."

"What's the matter?" Haiwan followed him back to the bedroom and put on a pair of jeans that didn't fit him.

Chi Gui seemed dissatisfied, frowned and said, "I'll take you shopping."

"What to buy?" Haiwan stopped rolling his trousers, "I don't need anything, so don't buy me anything, I don't want yours."

"What did I buy?" He changed his shirt and looked back at him.

Haiwan didn't know how to explain it, so he just said: "Others can buy it, but you can't."

Chi Gui ignored him, put on his suit jacket, picked up his phone to look at it, and urged: "Change quickly, it's getting late, and I have something to do in the afternoon."

"I do not want to go……"

"I'll wait for you outside."

The Gulf tried its best to delay, but still failed to change the reality.

They drove to the boulevard and entered a store that looked so exquisite and luxurious that Haiwan didn't even dare to look at the price tag.

Chi Gui knew at a glance that he was a regular customer. He had a personal image consultant here, and the other party was attentive, smiling, and glanced behind him.

Haiwan couldn't cope with such scenes, so he silently followed him and looked around. The crystal lamp shone on the glass and reflected the shining light, which dazzled his eyes.

Chi Gui led him into the measuring room, patted his arm and said, "Let the tailor measure you, go."

Haiwan was ashamed to make such a loud noise on such a scary occasion, and whispered in a low voice: "I don't lack clothes, let's go quickly."

"You will go to the hotel to join the job in a few days, do you have formal attire?" It's my people."

Don't forget, he is his "additional condition".

Haiwan couldn't refute it. He walked into the inner room dejectedly, greeted the old tailor wearing glasses, and said, "Please measure it for me."

In fact, there is no need to measure. Experienced tailors have seen countless people, and they can tell what size the other party is at a glance.However, since it is a distinguished guest, in order to ensure perfection, it is appropriate to tailor the clothes.

Haiwan stood up straight. After measuring his shoulder width, neck length, arm span, etc., the old tailor turned to measure his trouser length.

He squatted down, looked down at the tape measure stretched out in an awkward place, and heard him ask: "Are you used to putting it on the left, or on the right?"

"What?" Haiwan didn't react for a moment, "What left and right?"

"You usually wear trousers, are you used to putting... on the left or on the right?" The old tailor glanced at the door of his trousers.

Haiwan understood in an instant, his face was flushed red, and he hesitated, "Oh that... left, left... ah no, right... I don't know either."

The old tailor looked at him as if he was mentally handicapped, and said with a smirk, "Well, the measurement is done, please go outside and wait for a while."

Haiwan promised twice, fled in despair, went out and took Chi Gui's arm and said sneakily, "Let's go, I've lost my lord!"

"What are you panicking about?" Chi Gui called the image consultant and ordered, "Make it for him as soon as possible, and wait to wear it. Also, bring a few sets of clothes that you usually wear. Simple styles are fine. Bring more."

The female consultant smiled decently, and while ordering the clerk behind to get the clothes, she said: "The size will be sent to Europe in the afternoon, and it will be ready next week, and we will send it to you. Several brands in our store have new models. Home clothes, pajamas, and casual shirts are all just from the fashion week, and they are very suitable for Mr. Hai."

As she spoke, she picked up a highly designed white turtleneck sweater and gestured at Haiwan: "Look, only Mr. Hai can match this texture and color."

They are all sharp-eyed, so they naturally know who is paying the bill, so although they are trying on clothes for Haiwan, they keep watching Chigui and talking.

"Do you like it?" He asked Bay's opinion instead.

The latter shook his head: "I don't like it. Can we go?"

"He doesn't like this one. Wrap up the others for him. I don't want this one." Chi Gui got up and said, "Send it over as soon as possible, we're leaving first."

Haiwan hurriedly followed, muttering: "I told you I don't lack clothes, why did you buy me clothes? You bought me clothes, we just..."

"That's it?" Chi Gui sat in the cab and turned to look at him. "I'm not buying clothes for you, but for myself."

"I don't like the things you wear, so I don't want to wear them again. You can think of it this way - you don't necessarily buy clothes for wearing. The clothes are bought for you to wear, but they are for me to see. It has nothing to do with you. "

Haiwan knew that he couldn't argue with him, and he didn't want to argue, so he could only tell the truth: "You talk differently, but I can't argue with you. I just don't want to spend your money."

"You think I'm supporting you?" Chi Gui twitched the corner of his mouth, "Supporting is not nurturing. I don't like nurturing relationships, so I have never adopted anyone. Do you know why?"

Haiwan shook his head and heard him say: "You know, because you know, you don't want to spend my money."

"You think in your heart that if a person is supported by others, the two sides are in an unequal position. The economic base determines the superstructure. You don't want to be overwhelmed by me and be in a weak position in this relationship. This is why you don't want to spend me. money reason.

"But, you know, not everything that one party spends money on the other is economic dependence. Don't we have the power to give each other gifts?"

"Besides, supporting each other is an important part of a relationship. I will help you when you are down, but will you ignore me when I am down?"

"Of course not." Haiwan was dumbfounded by what he said, and said with a tongue-tied voice, "But... but I... just..."

"I don't like to run my life with people who are not equal to me, but feelings are often unreasonable. Since I have chosen you, it doesn't matter to me whether you achieve nothing or become famous."

"Of course I hope you can be equal to me, but I will not force you. You can choose the life you want. I will also do my best to help you, not just support you and make you lose your independence."

"If two people are in sync, one will not be left behind by the other. I did not forgive your debts, nor did I just keep you at home, because I have confidence in you. I believe that you will stand by my side, like you As you said, be the kapok by my side."

Chi Gui continued: "So what you do between me is motivated by feelings rather than interests. For example, I buy you clothes just because I am willing to give you these. I like to make my little guy look beautiful and decent. "

"You can just accept it, it has nothing to do with the offering. So what if it's an offering? You didn't become unequal to me because of this, you just accepted the gift from your boyfriend, understand?"

Vaguely...understood.

Haiwan nodded: "I see."

"Then go back and try again." Chi Gui opened the car door and led him back to the store.

Haiwan didn't hesitate anymore, put on the white sweater brought to him by the clerk, pulled the collar and said, "I don't like high collars, it's so boring."

"You have a slender neck, and wearing a high collar can show your advantages." The clerk said with a smile, "This sweater is slim but not tight. Very long and very warm."

"But..." Haiwan clutched his collar with his right hand, and his eyes fell not far away, with the meaning of asking for help.

Chi Gui sat on the sofa, raised his head from the magazines and champagne, and said, "Forget it if you don't like it, just give him another one."

The clerk listened to his words as if listening to an imperial decree, and immediately exchanged for a sweater of the same style with a looser neckline: "Although this one also has a high neckline, it has a large neckline and is not stuffy to wear."

Haiwan reluctantly agreed, and went to the locker room to change his pants. When he came out, he saw Chi Gui standing in front of the mirror waiting for him, and ran back in a hurry.

"What's there to be ashamed of?" He pulled the man out, pulled up his trousers and said, "It's a bit short, change it to a bigger size."

"Then try these two first." The clerk gave him a blue sweater and dark green slacks.

Haiwan unfolded it and saw a row of small silver buttons on the front of the sweater. There were thread flowers on the two sleeves. The overall color was blue like the sea. It was novel and elegant, and I liked it very much.

"This color suits you very well." Chi Gui looked at him in the mirror and said, "You are very white, and you can wear blue, green, or plain colors, all of which are fine. That shirt is the basic style. Go try on a size and let her wear it." I'll get you the number. And jeans, don't want those fancy styles, ordinary colors are fine."

Haiwan finished trying on the clothes obediently, from inside to outside, from top to bottom, the clothes and shoes for various occasions, Chi Gui bought everything for him, only the underwear was missing.

Because there were too many things, the clerk had sent them to Gulf International first.

After leaving the store, Chi Gui took him around to a more intimate underwear store.

Haiwan was quite embarrassed, and nodded "hmm" throughout the whole process. He wanted whatever he took, without looking at the specific style and texture.

"Are you hungry?" After shopping, Chigui drove to the supermarket.

Haiwan is only down to earth here, and he sighed with relief: "Hungry, I'm almost starving to death!"

"What do you want to eat?" Chi Gui was picking in the freezer, but there was nothing in the basket he was pushing.

Haiwan held a pack of mutton slices and asked him: "I want to eat hot pot, can you bear to eat hot pot at home? It tastes quite strong."

"It's okay, there is a ventilation fan." Chi Gui took two packs of bottom ingredients, went to choose a few other ingredients, and asked him, "Have you ever eaten dry-pot shrimp?"

"No, I've only eaten boiled mutton and vegetables." Haiwan rested his chin on the shelf and tilted his head to look at him, "Ordinary hot pot is fine, I invite you to eat it, I can't afford the kind of beef you brought. "

Chi Gui smiled and said: "You just invited me to dinner when you lost your job, let's save it until you get paid."

"The dividends from the studio have been distributed, and I have money to treat guests now." He patted his empty pockets generously, "As long as you don't buy too expensive ones."

"Let's do it next time." To Chigui, the money was like dropped food scraps, but to Haiwan it was no small burden.

The supermarket at noon was sparsely populated, and they didn't have to queue up when they came out. Chigui had paid and asked Haiwan to pick up the car by himself with the kraft paper bag in his arms.

It was already 1702:1701 when I got home, and there were two gift boxes stacked in the corridor, which were as big as a bathtub, and there was a clerk delivering clothes standing beside him.Chigui ordered him to move into [-], and after signing for it, he moved into [-] with Haiwan.

The latter suddenly felt a sense of disappointment, it turned out that Chi Gui did not intend to live with him.

Haiwan eats a lot, and he is already so hungry that his heart is on his back. At the same time, he is not in a high mood, and spreads out on the sofa, like a banana flower beaten by frost.

Go back to the kitchen to wash the prawns, fry the prawn heads with oil, add broth to boil and remove the waste, the prawn meat is smashed and mixed with minced fish to form balls, and then put the ready-made hot pot bottom material into the pot to boil with.

He quickly processed all kinds of side dishes, and after checking that the time had passed half an hour, he made another pot of lemon tea before calling Haiwan over for dinner.

"Are we... in a relationship now?" Haiwan feels that they are both strangers who have not revealed their relationship, and they are also like an old couple who have lived for many years and their passion has retreated.

Chi Gui took the hot beef for him, nodded and said, "If you insist on a time point, it should start after our conversation in the morning."

The XO sauce in the Bay Bowl was a little light, so he added two spoonfuls of sand tea sauce and sesame sauce, sprinkled some chili, crushed peanuts, and sesame seeds, tasted good, and said: "I used to eat hot pot only with garlic and chives. , and sesame paste, sesame oil."

"The restaurant where you invite people to eat hot pot shouldn't have sesame paste." Chi Gui noticed the invoice in the account book. The Jiangcheng hot pot restaurant must be from the Sichuan style, and they prefer sesame oil seasoning.

"How do you know that I invite people to eat hot pot?" Haiwan raised his head in surprise, "You also know where I invited people."

Chi Gui fished out the brain flower and yellow throat and gave it to him, explaining: "Last time when you had a fever, I accidentally read your account book when I asked someone to clean it for you."

Haiwan let out an "oh" and said, "Speaking of cleaning, I have a question..."

"I have a question, then what?" Chi Gui motioned him to speak directly.

"It's just..." Haiwan glanced at him secretly, swallowed the shrimp-wrapped fish balls in his mouth, and boldly said: "You only talked about whether we want to be together in the morning-I mean- You didn't say what happened after we got together. How should we get along in the future, can I... Can I live with you?"

Chi Gui reached out and knocked on his forehead, and said amusedly, "Of course it's how to get along comfortably. This also requires a detailed plan. As for cohabitation, don't you think it's too early?"

"But didn't we live together before?" Haiwan was only focused on retorting, completely oblivious to how anxious his reaction seemed now, as if he wanted to share the same bed with Chi Gui right away.

"Before you came to live temporarily, we have nothing to do with each other, we don't need to be in the same pace of life, just like roommates." Chi Gui fished out some vegetables for him, "It's not the same now, you can come and live, but I don't think we need to move things for the time being .”

"Living together is a very complicated matter. Even roommates are prone to conflicts, let alone lovers and husbands and wives. This requires proper understanding and a certain amount of running-in, otherwise the effect will be counterproductive and affect the progress of the relationship."

Haiwan just wanted to get tired of being with him. Hearing this, he said, "That's up to you."

"But I have one more question." He stopped his chopsticks and looked at him nervously.

Chi Gui raised his eyebrows and asked, "What?"

"Why don't you sleep with me?"