Pastel Colors

[Special episode Part 36] Day[-] Budoudou, Budoudou, Budoudoudou, cloth bag

One day in May, Songran and Bubu picked up a little wild cat.

The little wild cat is a raccoon raccoon in the pastoral area, who ambush Boo Bu on his way home from school, and bumps into him at the right time.The fluffy little body rolled over in front of the bicycle wheel, lying there refusing to give way, screaming and screaming.Song Ran stopped the car and pondered for a while with Boo Boo - it was thin, small, dirty and weak, it looked like a stray cat no one wanted, why not pick it up and take it home?

The two bit their ears for a while and hit it off.

So, little raccoon flower sat in a bamboo basket and wandered into Bishuiwanju, meowing happily along the way.

The air pressure in the living room of 8012B is extremely low, and the sword is on the verge of breaking out.

"Bu Doudou, look, this is the new little brother, hurry up and say hello to him!"

Songran shows the little raccoon flower to Budoudou.

"Ow!"

Bu Doudou was used to being an only child and pampered and pampered since childhood, now he was furious, he grinned at Little Lihua, blew his beard and stared, trying to drive out this little bastard who trespassed on its territory.

"Ouch!"

Not to be outdone, Little Lihua challenged openly with her size, which was only one-fifth the size of Budoudou, stretched out her front paws, opened ten hooks that were as sharp as daggers, and swung them around in the air.

Bu Doudou trimmed his claws regularly, and was a bit inferior in weapons. He couldn't fight, so he had to walk away aggrieved and annoyed.

Bubu understood: "Brother, they have a grudge against each other!"

Song Ran held her chin: "Yes."

Boob asked: "But why? The kitten is obviously so cute."

Song Ran guessed: "Probably not familiar with it yet, maybe a few more days will be fine."

"Okay." Bubu touched the little raccoon flower, and gave it advice, "You are still young, and you can't beat Budoudou, let him accept you as soon as possible."

Little Lihua didn't care, and secretly polished her claws.

In the evening, when He Zhiyuan came home from get off work, he found that there was a cute new resident in the house.He didn't mind raising another cat. After confirming his intention to adopt with Bubu and Songran, he put the little raccoon in a cage and went to a pet clinic near the community.

The French doctor smiled warmly, provided a series of comprehensive services such as bathing, deworming, health checks, etc., and finally issued a bill with an astonishing amount, which established Xiaolihua's worth.

The little raccoon got fluffy and clean hair, healthy skin and stomach, but lost ten nails that symbolized fighting power, so he licked his paws in the cage aggrievedly.

After returning home, Bu Doudou noticed that the other party had disarmed, and immediately turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed straight at him, scaring Xiao Lihua into hiding under the sofa.Budoudou was fat and couldn't get in. He lay on the ground and tried various postures for a long time without success. Crying, beating and killing.

"Well, what's a good name for it?"

After dinner, the family of three sat on the sofa to discuss the new name.Bubu embraces the little raccoon flower, Songran embraces Budoudou, and He Zhiyuan sits in the center, acting as the border between the Chu River and the Han Dynasty, in case the ferocious cats break out of war.

Boo Boo sticks to one principle: "It has to be the same as me, surnamed Boo!"

He Zhiyuan reminded him: "Honey, your surname is He."

"That's right, my surname is He!" Only then did Bubu remember his big name buried behind his nickname, and smiled embarrassedly, "Then what should it be called, He Xiaohua? He Xiaomi? He Xiaomiao?"

"It's a cat, it's better to have a name similar to Budoudou, or..." Song Ran had a flash of inspiration, "Budaidai?"

"Budaidai!" Boob liked it very much, "Okay, let's call it Budaidai!"

When it was too late, Budoudou twisted his waist nimbly, halfway out of Songran's arms, and swung his paw at the little raccoon flower.He Zhiyuan didn't change his face, he intercepted in the air, and stopped this evil sneak attack.

"Woo-!"

You don't deserve to be called that name!

Bu Doudou flaunted his teeth and claws.

Song Ran grabbed the furious Budou, and asked He Zhiyuan's opinion: "Do you think this name is nice?"

"It sounds good." He Zhiyuan nodded with a smile, "The name you chose sounds good."

Thus, Little Lihua got a new name: Budaidai, and at the same time got a sworn enemy: Budoudou.

The pouch was really too small, the doctor said it was two months old at most, and was malnourished and stunted.In contrast, Bu Doudou is five years old, weighs twelve catties, and can sit on Budaidai to death with one buttock.Budaidai is smart and smart, can't fight and hide, walks along the base of the wall every day, looks left and right to detect the enemy's situation, and sneaks under the sofa when he is chased hard, and the big hairy ball jumps up and down again and again, running to praise him every now and then Find comfort here.

"Meow meow meow!"

The little bastard bullied me, you brought it back, you decide!

Song Ran saw through it at a glance: "Obviously you are bullying others, I can see it."

Bu Doudou failed to move the rescuers, and couldn't drive the little bastard away. He felt so wronged that he huddled together on the sofa, not even bothering to eat the delicious canned cat food.

No one expected that, less than two months after this kind of life, Bu Dai Dai turned against customers and began to bully Bu Doudou.

As we all know, Ragdoll cats are gentle in nature and have a weak stomach. Although they are big in size, they are not strong in attack.The cihuamao, as a native mixed-breed pastoral, has all the advantages of the species, with agility and quick response, and can kill rats and birds in the wild with one blow.The most important thing is that the cihuamao has a strong gastrointestinal tolerance and absorbs whatever it eats.After being served by Songran for two months with good food and drink, it grew muscles and strengthened its muscles and bones, and then began to attack Bu Doudou.

In the middle of the night, when Songran and Mr. He kissed from the bedroom to the living room, and were about to do something bad on the sofa, four green eyes flashed in the darkness, scaring Songran to death. Soft.

Mr. He turned on the light, and the scene on the sofa was fully exposed—the cloth bag was pressed on Bu Doudou's body, holding on to Bu Doudou's neck hair, and Bu Doudou was struggling desperately underneath, whimpering.

"It, what are they... doing?"

Song Ran was dumbfounded.

Mr. He said, "Probably the same as us."

"Oh." Song Ran shyly leaned on Mr. He's chest, "They are so shameless."

Mr. He: "..."

Pointing at Sang and scolding Huai is a bit powerful.

Of course, the so-called "same as us" is just a joke. Considering that Budaidai and Budoudou are male cats with the same gender, Mr. He and Songran did not define their behavior as "coitus", but as a A "fight" for territory.

Bu Doudou has no place to sue for his grievances.

Looking at the two fur balls that are getting more and more magnificent under the tail of the cloth bag, and the pink penis that occasionally sticks out its head to peek into the world, it just feels that the chrysanthemum is shivering.During this period of time, in order to cover the chrysanthemum, even if it eats the most delicious canned chicken, is exposed to the warmest sun, and feels the most comfortable body and mind, it dare not raise its tail.

At night, it listened to the groans from the master bedroom, looked at a pair of dangerous green eyes in the corner, felt its hair standing on end, and its whole body was cold.

The first time Mr. He and Songran decided to face up to the problem of "fighting" between the two cats was in the third month after adopting Budaidai.

The sun was bright and the temperature was right that day. Bubu was in kindergarten, and there were only the two of them at home. It was very suitable for an unscrupulous love affair.The couple fought heartily and fiercely on the sofa. You were up and down, dripping with sweat, and the pillows and blankets fell to the floor.

Song Ran's legs were wide open, and he wrapped tightly around Mr. He's waist, screaming loudly and mesmerizingly with the rhythm of the impact.

Just one step away from the climax, a shrill scream exploded in the living room.Bu DouDou jumped onto the sofa and sprinted along the back of the long sofa, followed by Bu DaiDai like a flashing ghost.The two cats crashed into the corner of the wall one after the other, rolled up the curtains with a "boom", and rolled into a ball.

Then, Song Ran was shot into a scalding hot stream.

"..."

Song Ran was stiff, and Mr. He was also stiff.

The two looked at each other for a while, Songran's breathing gradually calmed down, and he stammered and said, "Uh...all, it's all the cat's fault, you...don't be stressed..."

"It's all my fault." Mr. He lowered his head and kissed him, "Honey, I will make it up to you."

Shooting early is shooting early, and he never makes excuses for himself.

He took a meaningful look at the two cats who were "fighting", picked up Songran horizontally, and carried him into his small theater - absolutely quiet, absolutely no one disturbed.So, Songran lay on the Camellia Red cloth sofa, clutching a pillow, and was "compensated" by Mr. He all afternoon.

"It's all...it's all the cat's fault..." He panted weakly, looked at the condoms that had been used all over the place, and choked up, "It could have ended in one go..."

Early the next morning, Budaidai was taken to cut the eggs, and then came back with an Elizabethan collar—no eggs in the pocket, no eggs in the bag, 8012B was finally safe.

Budaidai lost ten claws first, and then lost two eggs. He was so angry that his eyes gleamed fiercely, and he threw himself on the sisal board to grind his claws frantically to vent his anger. However, no matter what, the two plump and lovely balls could not come back after all.

Bu Doudou suddenly felt sorry for it.

As an eunuch, it understands this kind of suffering best.

In fact, the character of Budaidai is not too annoying, and it even complements it a bit: one is quiet, one is fat and one is thin, one is expensive and one is cheap (this is the key point), chasing and making trouble, life is still quite happy.

So Budoudou walked over, lay down beside Budaidai, licked its fur with one tongue, and comforted it while licking: Don't be sad, buddy, I have also experienced this kind of unspeakable humiliation.

Budaidai lost his love egg, but was comforted by his companions when he was saddest, just like a cactus whose thorns were pulled out one by one, instantly turning hostility into jade silk, and intimately licking Budoudou.

The relationship between the cats is no longer tit-for-tat, and they have become good friends who lick and rub each other. They spend the whole day together to bask comfortably in the sun.

Bu Doudou finally dared to walk with his tail up.

Cool!

The relationship between Budaidai and Budoudou has grown by leaps and bounds, and they have become inseparable.However, when they were too tired to leave each other, the first major test of cat life came.

The head of household of 8012A returned from Australia.

Songran got the news from Aunt Ji half a month in advance, and immediately packed up her belongings and moved to 8012B.The distance between the two families was too close, and Mr. He carried ten boxes by himself, and it was easy to handle without asking for help.

On the day the old couple came back, Songran sent back the big hairy dumpling cloth in one piece.The old couple saw that their windows were clean and the flowers were luxuriant. It seemed that they had been taken care of carefully for half a year. They warmly expressed their gratitude to Songran, held him to chat for a while, and insisted on sending him downstairs before parting.

Song Ran scratched her scalp and said in a low voice, "I... I don't need to go downstairs, I live at the opposite door."

"what?"

The old couple didn't understand.

In the end, He Zhiyuan came out, invited the couple to 8012B for a sit down, and euphemistically described what happened in the past six months.The old couple are not pedantic people, they are quite sensible, they feel that renting out a house will inadvertently lead to a marriage, and congratulating them cheerfully makes Songran very embarrassed.

After chatting and returning home, as soon as I opened the door, I saw a gray-white lightning pass by my feet, went straight to the opposite side, and got stuck in the door crack of 8012B.

The old couple looked at each other.

Song Ran quickly entered the door, took out Budoudou, who was clinging to life and refused to leave, and explained: "It has been living here for the past few months, and it is probably used to it, and it is not suitable for changing places. It should be fine in a few days. gone."

As a result, that night, Bu Doudou scratched at the door, bit the doorknob, and scratched at the door all night.

Budaidai also meowed non-stop behind the door in a corridor, screaming sharply and sternly, and even harassed Songran and Mr. He several times, leading them to the door, which meant "open the door for me quickly".

In the early morning of the next day, Bubu was going to the kindergarten, and the old couple was going to buy vegetables, and both of them opened their doors at the same time.

In a split second, Budoudou and Budaidai rushed out, rushing towards the opposite door at the same time.The two cats saw each other on the way, but because of the speed and the slippery marble floor, they didn't stop the car, passed by in the aisle gorgeously, and crashed into each other's door.Then quickly drifted around the turn, rushed back, and flung itself into a heap in the middle of the aisle.

Five people, ten eyes, collectively looked dumbfounded.

They decided to take 10 minutes to formally talk about the relationship between the two cats.

The old couple and the three members of the He family sat on the sofa, watching Budoudou and Budaidai bathed in the sun, hugging intimately and licking their fur shamelessly.

It seems that this cat cannot be kept.

They looked at He Zhiyuan and Songran, and said in a tone like marrying a daughter: "It's not a problem if you always call that way in the night. Your family calls it, and mine calls it too. Everyone can't sleep well. Or let them be together." Bar."

Songran tentatively asked: "Then...is Budoudou for us, or Budaidai for you?"

The old lady smiled: "Your children seem to love cats, so I will leave the cloth pockets to you. It just so happened that the distinguished guest of Lao Ji's family gave birth to a litter of cubs. You know, Lao Ji, who introduced you to live here Aunt Ji..."

Song Ran nodded quickly: "I know!"

"Her family VIP gave birth to five or six pups. I'll ask for one. From now on, my family will raise dogs. It happens that I can take them out for morning exercise and evening exercise. Budoudou, I believe you can raise them well. We come here occasionally Take a look, okay?"

"Thank you... thank you."

Song Ran was moved when he saw the two cats who seemed to be conjoined.

In this way, Bu DouDou, who is arrogant and easy to overthrow, finally stays in 8012B, and stays with his savage and handsome gentleman Bu DaiDou.Probably because of a separation, the relationship between the two became more intense, and Song Ran didn't even notice the lingering relationship.

Song Ran personally made a cod, duck liver and cat rice, and filled a bowl for each of them. As soon as they put it away, the two fluffy heads came together and made a sweet licking sound of "bajibaji".

Song Ran unbuttoned the apron, and said to He Zhiyuan who was on the sofa: "If they hadn't been sterilized, I doubt they could really have sex."

"It's fine now, Plato is in love." He Zhiyuan said plainly, "I hope they can be cats in peace from now on, and don't disturb our physical love anymore."

"Fat, carnal love..." Song Ran glanced at He Zhiyuan, "Why are you so dirty?"

"It's not that I'm dirty, it's that Plato can't satisfy you." He Zhiyuan shrugged and smiled, then stretched out his hand to Songran, "Come on, baby, dirty one."

Songran was talking nonsense, but his body was very honest. He walked over and "dirty" with Mr. He affectionately on the sofa.

This is a shameless and shameless day, and I will probably never have a head.

【Special Part Two】Day327 Mr. Chipmunk, would you marry Mr. Gray Squirrel?

The 327th day when I met He Zhiyuan was Songran's 24th birthday.

The zodiac has rotated twice, back to the year of birth, and the first birthday he spent with He Zhiyuan and Bubu, it can be regarded as a big commemorative day, and he should go out to have a grand meal.

For this day, He Zhiyuan took Songran to Maoming South Road three months in advance to order a set of pure handmade suits, tailor-made, after several times of fitting and modification, the goods were successfully picked up on the eve of the birthday.On the day of picking up the goods, Mr. He leaned against the counter, admiring Songran who was standing in front of the mirror, with a different kind of tenderness and eagerness in his eyes.

Song Ran asked him anxiously, "Is it good-looking?"

He smiled: "It looks good."

It's really nice.

Persuading Songran to wear a suit is not an easy task. This big boy is used to the simple style, and his favorite combination on weekdays is a loose T-shirt and oversized pants.Although when tidying up the cloakroom, Song Ran would look enviously at the row of suits of different fabrics, styles, and colors, but when He Zhiyuan offered to take him to buy them, he declined.

"I stay at home every day, and there are few occasions where I can wear a suit, so don't waste money."

He said so.

Therefore, taking advantage of the rare opportunity to celebrate his birthday, He Zhiyuan visited a familiar tailor and ordered a three-piece suit for Songran.

Song Ran looked at his radiant self in the mirror, feeling a sense of surprise that had been transformed.

The collar is crisp, the shoulder line is tight, the back is flat without pleats, the drape of the wool material is so good that no flaws can be found, and the armholes are also cut to the appropriate position, giving him the greatest room for movement while maintaining the shape.

He rubbed the cuffs of his snow-white shirt repeatedly, and felt that he was like a noble young master, and his temperament was not much inferior to that of Mr. He.

"I said earlier that I would bring you here, but you absolutely refused." He Zhiyuan walked up to him, stretched out his hand to stroke the straight collar, and said with a smile, "When the weather gets hotter, we'll make another summer suit. Next Don’t be stubborn, you know?”

His songran is a clothes rack by nature, so he should make a few more sets and change one set in turn.

Even at home, just wear it for him to see alone.

On Songran's birthday, Bubu also changed into a small suit, blowing out his bangs and wearing a small bow tie.

He looked at the left half of his body in the mirror, and then turned around to take a look at the right half of his body. He felt that he was so handsome that he flew off, and asked his father if he could wear it to kindergarten tomorrow.He Zhiyuan and Song Ran looked at each other with a smile, and replied at the same time: No.

Bubu was discouraged for a second, and complained to the cat angrily.

He Zhiyuan was wearing a rather formal light gray three-piece suit today, so Song Ran chose a plaid wool tie of the same color and tied it for him personally.During the process, He Zhiyuan kept looking at him with fiery eyes, which made him a little uncomfortable.

"Why, want to make trouble again?"

Song Ran glared at him, tightened the tie tightly, and almost strangled Mr. He to death.

Mr. He coughed twice, loosened his tie, adjusted his position, and said in a low voice, "I was wondering, can you leave your clothes tonight for me to take off?"

Song Ran was puzzled: "Aren't you responsible for taking it off every time?"

"What I mean is..." He Zhiyuan listened to him, "This time it will include coat, tie and vest."

"..."

Very good, playing in a suit is becoming more and more shameless.

Song Ran scolded shamelessly in her heart, but her face flushed, and she whispered: "Okay...Okay."

So, Mr. He's fingertips slowly slid across Songran's neck, unbuttoned his collar, lowered his head to suck a hickey on his collarbone, put it on again, and tied the tie, as if hiding an ambiguous agreement.

Dinner is booked at an old-fashioned French restaurant, located in a century-old concession building by the river.The old-style solid wood revolving door feels heavy to push, and the foyer is a bit narrow, not as spacious as those newly built buildings on the other side, but it has a unique flavor.

The elevator goes straight up to the twelfth floor, and the entrance is a star-studded wine cabinet passage, then a clean open kitchen, and then a dining area—the space is not big, with only ten tables.

He Zhiyuan booked a seat near the window, overlooking the colorful river.

There were three sets of tableware, three sets of menus, and a small porcelain vase with a delicate fiery red rose in it.

It took the three of them 10 minutes to finish ordering the food. The waiter took away the menu and served the soup, cold cuts, hot bread and butter. Uncles and aunts who are cooking in the kitchen.

"Actually, we... We have known each other for quite a long time." Song Ran opened his mouth first, "It will be exactly one year on April [-]rd of this year."

He Zhiyuan nodded, feeling quite emotional: "Time flies so fast, I didn't even know you today last year."

"You don't know me, but I already know you."

Song Ran smiled at him shallowly.

He Zhiyuan stretched out his hand and covered Songran's hand on the table: "I kept you waiting."

Song Ran shook his head: "It's okay, fate, no matter if it comes early or late, it will always come. Even if it doesn't come on the first day, it will come on April [-]rd."

"Yes, it will always come."

"However, sometimes I also think about it. Look, you live opposite me, but I have been searching for more than 40 days, but I can't find you. Does it mean that our fate is not close? If your nanny didn't Ask for leave, Bobu will be taken by her, maybe we don't know each other now, and I have moved to another place..."

He Zhiyuan's brows sank, and he clenched his hand: "Songran, there is no such thing."

"Yes, yes, no!" Bubu eavesdropped, and quickly echoed, "I will knock on the door to borrow books, so that brother will know me, and Baba too!"

"Well, it makes sense." Song Ran smiled reassuringly, "Then let's not talk about this, let's talk about something pleasant."

After chatting for a while, the main course was served.They exchanged food with each other casually, and Boo Boo had to touch each plate, scavenged a little fish and shrimp meat, and then chewed two mouthfuls of vegetable leaves symbolically to show that the rain and dew were evenly covered, and soon his stomach was bulging. .

Halfway through the liquidation, there was a break at halftime, Song Ran propped his chin and looked around, and found a very interesting thing.

"Everyone's table is full of carnations, only our table has roses." Song Ran happily took out the roses and held them in front of her eyes - the petals were moist and slightly curled, bright in color, as fresh as if they had just come out of the flower garden Just cut it out, "Zhiyuan, aren't we very lucky today, even the flowers are more beautiful than other tables?"

"Yes, show me."

He Zhiyuan stretched out his hand calmly.

Song Ran handed him the flower, and was about to jokingly say "it's a real flower", when he saw the rose in his hand, pushed back the chair, and stood up.

This is to do, what to do?

Song Ran's smile froze, and she looked very dazed all of a sudden.

Then, he watched He Zhiyuan walk in front of him, raised the rose, and knelt down on one knee.In an instant, all the eyes of the restaurant, including guests, waiters and chefs, gathered here.

Song Ran was so frightened that her hands and feet were tense and she could hardly move.

"He Zhiyuan, what are you... what are you doing, get up, get up!" He was at a loss, urging him in a low voice, seeing that He Zhiyuan didn't intend to get up at all, he had to ask Bu Bu for help in a panic, "Baby, let me help you!" Dad get up."

"it is good!"

Bubu jumped off the chair nimbly, ran to He Zhiyuan in two or three steps, but didn't tell him to get up, but miraculously took out a big pine cone from his trouser pocket: "Pu Ba, here you are!"

The father and son cooperated tacitly and completed a beautiful combo.

He Zhiyuan took the plump pine cone and handed it to Songran together with the red rose.

"Song Ran, Boob told me that "The Dream of the Chipmunk" was the first story you told him. In the story, the chipmunk was always looking for the biggest pine cone in the world. In the end, it was the gray squirrel who put himself I gave it my pine cone." He Zhiyuan raised his head, his eyes were affectionate and solemn, "Dear Mr. Chipmunk, now, Mr. Gray Squirrel wants to give you his own pine cone as your birthday present. Excuse me, would you Would you like to marry him?"

Song Ran stared blankly at the pine cone, her lips were tightly pursed, and her eyes became wet all of a sudden.

Why would you not want to?

This is clearly... clearly the biggest pine cone in the world.

The restaurant was unusually quiet, no one made a fuss, the air flowed gently between them, they waited patiently for the answer together with He Zhiyuan.

"I, I am willing." Song Ran nodded vigorously, "Mr. Gray Squirrel, I am willing!"

"yeah!"

Bubu shouted, jumped three feet high happily, and after landing, he applauded wildly with everyone, making his little hands hurt.

He Zhiyuan showed a relieved smile, opened his mouth to bite the stem of the rose, and opened the pine cone in his hand.

Inside the pine cone lies a ring.

He put the rose aside, took out the ring, and said softly, "I'll put it on for you, okay?"

Song Ran couldn't say a word.

He nodded, stretched out his hand, and watched the shiny silver ring slowly pushed to the bottom of his finger. Finally, the tears could no longer be stopped, rolling down one after another like rain.

On the night of his 24th birthday, the long-lost Mr. Chipmunk married the gentle Mr. Gray Squirrel.He got the most caring partner, the cutest child, the warmest home, and the biggest pine cone in the world that he couldn't eat all his life.

[Special episode Part 702] Day[-] regular customer demolished Mr. S's wonton shop with bare hands

Song Ran recently registered a Weibo account called "Mr. S's Wonton Shop". While posting daily food tutorials, he recorded the loving interaction between the two cats at home in the form of comics.

Budaidai is a farm cat picked up, with a domineering personality, and Budoudou is a purebred cat fostered in 8012B opposite, soft and arrogant.The two cats got together, put the cloth bag under the bag, and pressed the cloth bag, and poked a lot of people's strange cute spots, and the number of fans rose wildly.

In a certain daily update, Songran casually mentioned that the attributes of the male cat CP are very similar to "my Mr. H and I", and the comment area immediately exploded into brilliant fireworks.

Songran's original intention was that He Zhiyuan was domineering and arrogant, but because he often praised his husband for making money, everyone completely misunderstood the point, thinking that his attribute is a "local cat" and Mr. H's attribute is a "famous cat" .

The local cat beats the famous cat, and Mr. S beats Mr. H.

By mistake, Song Ran became a gentle painter with all-round cooking skills, and He Zhiyuan also obtained a classic image through the imagination of netizens - a proud and sullen man in a suit and leather shoes, wearing gold-rimmed glasses. , Elite accept.

It is very suitable for the kind that is opened up.

Song Ran looked up at the comments and laughed, and made up a hundred thousand words of pornography, and then corrected the mistakes, and started to update Mr. S and Mr. H's love story.Mr. H in the manga has gathered almost all the cute points of Tsundere Shou: when he is suppressed, he dislikes his integrity, when he is not suppressed, he is dissatisfied with his desires, and he even clamors for an uprising and counterattack every day. Suppress by force.

Songran used this as a mental victory against He Zhiyuan—how many times he ejaculated in reality, Mr. H would have to pay back twice in Xiao Huangman.

Among them, the most widely circulated is a close-up of the face. In the painting, Mr. H is biting a pillow cover, and his eyes are misty under the gold-rimmed glasses, which looks ascetic and attractive.

It can be called the best experience.

The popularity of "Mr. S's Wonton Shop" skyrocketed overnight, with followers flocking in and out, and the retweets of each post were astonishingly high.

One day, Songran noticed a new fan—"a regular customer of Wonton Shop".

When Song Ran first saw this nickname, she was so scared that she almost emptied Weibo, because He Zhiyuan said these seven words himself in bed.After observing for a while, he judged that this nickname had nothing to do with He Zhiyuan, and it should be taken for his "Mr. S's Wonton Shop".

Because the other party is a diehard fan, no matter morning, noon, or night, as long as Songran posts Weibo, he will leave a comment and like every post.

If it’s a recipe, praise the blogger’s good cooking skills in different ways; if it’s a male cat CP, praise the cat’s cuteness in another way; Doting on his wife, mature, sexy, is a rare good little gong in a century.

The most important thing is that with every Weibo post by Songran, the "regular customers of Wonton Shop" can quickly grab the sofa.

Without exception.

He Zhiyuan is so busy with work, how can he have time to browse Weibo and grab the sofa?

Moreover, this "regular customer of the wonton shop" is probably also a small subject, the kind who has studied the position on the bed, and often pokes him privately, teaching him some things that are said to be summed up after practicing with his own Xiaogong, which can make people feel more comfortable. Shou Fang urged him to use the technique that made him want to be immortal, to use it on Mr. H, and ensured that Mr. H would give up his heart.

Song Ran fully agreed, saying that he would definitely give him the repo after using it.

In the evening, the wonton shop opened on time, but He Zhiyuan unexpectedly lost his appetite and performed extremely poorly, which surprised Songran.He was aroused by desire, but he couldn't burn it to the end, so he leaned close to He Zhiyuan's ear, and taught him the bed skills he had learned one by one.

In the middle of the night, Song Ran's bones were torn apart by He Zhiyuan.

It's so cool, I don't want to come here for the second time in my life.

He slept until the afternoon, clutched his red and swollen buttocks and got up to write a repo, boasting that his amazing performance made Mr. H flow like a river.

"The old customer of the wonton shop" sent a confused smile, and replied: "Good job."

Song Ran then paid close attention to the other party, and exchanged technical details with him every day, and then passed it on to He Zhiyuan, and then planted his delirious reaction on Mr. H the next day.

As the days passed, the manga written by Songran became more and more obscene.

About a month later, Songran began to feel something was wrong—his [-]-ban communication with the "regular customer of the Wonton Shop" turned from a preview to a replay.

Specifically, if He Zhiyuan used a certain method to torment him the night before, then the "regular customer of the wonton shop" would just teach him this method the next day.

For a week, every day, like a stern warning.

Moreover, the worse he drew Mr. H in the manga, the more miserable he would be in reality.The wonton shop opened every night, and the cook was stabbed every day. Song Ran was exhausted, and his legs were so weak that he couldn't get up.

A seed of doubt was planted in his heart, and he began to observe He Zhiyuan seriously.The other party was as usual, he should go to work, he should have sex with him, and occasionally he would tell He Zhiyuan a few well-known popular Weibo posts, and He Zhiyuan would respond with a "really interesting" response.

Nothing like it.

Just to be on the safe side, Song Ran took a special risk and purposely took advantage of He Zhiyuan's building blocks with Bu Bu in the living room, and sent a beautiful photo of Bu Bu with his mobile phone in person.

Two seconds later, the sofa was snatched by "a regular customer of Wonton Shop", and the reply was "Where did Budaidai go today?"

Song Ran's suspended heart finally fell to the ground, and continued to commit crimes against the wind, creating the sweet daily life of Mr. S and Mr. H.

Until the first wedding anniversary, he sent a commemorative comic about the romantic plot of Mr. H's proposal to Mr. S.

Unexpectedly, the "regular customers of the wonton shop" did not come to grab the sofa.He sent Songran a private message, which read: Anniversary, I will give you a chance to counterattack.

When Songran saw this line, the nuclear bomb exploded in front of him, and a huge mushroom cloud rose.

He sat stupidly in front of the computer for 5 minutes, ran to the study room, opened the door with a face of panic, and saw He Zhiyuan leaning against the window with his hands in his pockets, wearing a black shirt, a gray vest, a classic bow tie, and a pair of plain clothes on the bridge of his nose. Gold-rimmed glasses, with a cold and ascetic expression.

It is exactly the same as Mr. H in his writing.

"You... are, are..."

Song Ran's lips were tied.

Mr. He turned his head to look at him, and smiled meaningfully: "Yes, I am your regular customer."

Song Ran turned pale: "Is it too late for me to apologize now?"

"What do you say?"

Mr. He walked over step by step, stopped in front of Songran, stretched out his hand to touch his face, the light on the lens flashed: "I am not angry, I am sincerely willing to give you a chance to counterattack. I have taught you so much before, tonight It's time to accept the results."

Song Ran shook her head again and again: "Please forgive me!"

"No." Mr. He lowered his head and lightly pecked Songran's lips, "I can't spare you."

That night, after their wedding anniversary dinner, they went home, put Boo Boo to sleep, and rolled each other into bed.Mr. He held Xiao Songran, who was limp from fright, in his hand, and laughed at him: "This is the golden gun that Mr. S is so proud of?"

Songran was extremely ashamed, whimpering and being pressed down by Mr. He, he penetrated and penetrated, and cum and cum.

After finishing the work, he lay on the head of the bed, biting the corner of the quilt depressedly, puzzled: "It doesn't make sense, you didn't even have a computer by your side that time, how did you snatch the sofa?"

"you guess."

Mr. He kissed the back of his neck, licked it all the way along the sweaty ridge, and gradually penetrated into the buttocks.

Song Ran burst into tears and smashed the pillow: "You hacked my computer!"

"I never