Breeding Manual of Cat Movie King

Qiao Ze coughed, and withdrew his hand to make amends for himself: "Then what, mosquito, mosquito..."

There is no mosquito Qiao Ze, you are so stupid!

You stop talking!

Omg it was so embarrassing.

At this moment, the barrage in my mind was surprisingly unanimous, forming a united front.

Father Bai nodded and put the cat down: "Go and eat."

Qiao Ze heaved a sigh of relief, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Bai Heng who was slightly curled up with the corner of his mouth, obviously looking like he was watching a show.

He gave Bai Heng a hard look.

Bai Heng laughed even wider.

Such a formal meal, in Qiao Ze's impression, was still in the distant high school days. At that time, his family was still complete. Even if there was a quarrel, they would still sit at the same table to eat after the quarrel.

Qiao Ze looked at the table full of dishes, and felt a little uncomfortable. Holding the chopsticks, he hesitated where to stretch them.

Bai Ma stood up, took Qiao Ze's bowl, picked up a spoon and scooped up a spoonful of bean sprouts and mushroom soup: "Hengheng said you are not picky about food, so I just made a few random dishes according to what you usually like to eat."

Only then did Qiao Ze realize that the dishes on the table were mostly vegetarian dishes, such as dry-stir-fried beans, shredded pork with carrots, steamed eggplant with garlic, and stir-fried spring bamboo shoots...

He is not a picky eater, and he eats whatever he has, but he still prefers to eat more vegetables, such as eggplants, potatoes, and greens. They are not too greasy to eat, and they are easy to prepare and clean up, so these dishes appear frequently on the table.

But he didn't expect Bai Heng to be able to write it down.

Whether it was Bai Heng's good memory, or whether he remembered it specially, Qiao Ze was very moved.

This touch was also a little flattered by Bai Ma's concern for him everywhere.

The family's usual meal is estimated to have a total of [-] dishes, but this meal was made into an all-vegetarian feast because it was tailored to his taste.

Qiao Ze was usually extremely poor, but now he couldn't say anything except thank you a few times.

Bai's father coughed and glanced at Bai's mother, who took his bowl and filled him with a bowl of soup.

Qiao Ze withdrew his eyes and thoughts from the dishes, looked at Father Bai, and waited for him to speak.

Father Bai glanced at Qiao Ze and said, "How did you and Bai Heng meet?"

Father Bai adhered to the principle of being straightforward and not going around in circles, so Qiao Ze was stunned for a second when he came up.

It's over, he forgot to confess to Bai Heng.

He did know that Bai's mother knew about Bai Heng's transformation into a cat, but he didn't know if Bai's father knew about it.

At the critical moment, Bai Heng took over the conversation: "I know each other from filming."

Father Bai glared at Bai Heng: "Did I ask you?"

Qiao Ze was digging his food.

It's fierce, it's fierce, it's really fierce.

Bai Heng smiled: "Don't you know everything, why ask?"

Father Bai snorted coldly, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Qiao Ze who was grunting and planing rice, feeling a little upset.

Are you so fierce?Scaring people like this after eating a meal?

He cleared his throat, trying to make his voice sound a little softer, but what he asked was just the opposite: "What are you two going to do in the future?"

Bai's mother looked at Bai's father speechlessly, her eyes were filled with "If you can't speak, just shut up and eat".

When Qiao Ze heard this question, he was so nervous that his adrenaline soared, and the mushrooms held by the chopsticks fell into the soup. He simply put down the chopsticks, wishing he could put his hands on his knees and make a standard veteran cadre posture: "Uncle, we are here We've been together for two weeks, and I haven't thought about what's next," he paused, and picked out a sentence chaotically in his chaotic mind, "Although we haven't been together for a long time, we're not joking around. Intend……"

He bit his lip, and said with difficulty: "In order not to cause too much sensation and social repercussions, we don't plan to come out publicly for the time being. We have to look at the development of our long-term relationship and think about it later, such as getting married—"

He couldn't continue speaking halfway through, because the three people around him, even Father Bai who had been sullen all the time, were all smiling.

The tone and content of his speech were too formal, as if he had typed the manuscript and read the opening report of the thesis on the stage.

Bai Ma couldn't hold back anymore, she put down the soup bowl, reached out and patted Bai's father's shoulder: "I told you not to scare the child, just look at how people are forced to be."

Bai Heng laughed so hard that his hand holding the chopsticks couldn't help shaking.

After Qiao Ze's dissertation opening report made such a fuss, the atmosphere at the dinner table eased up a lot. Father Bai guessed that he was a little embarrassed, and he couldn't put on airs anymore, so he asked Qiao Ze about his work situation at will, in order to increase the topic of conversation Then, when they talked about their new variety show, Qiao Ze took this opportunity to clarify that the intimate scenes between him and Bai Heng were all edited by the program crew.

Father Bai waved his hand to express that he didn't care too much. He knew those commercial routines better than anyone else. He was interested, and he gave Qiao Ze a few examples from the starting point of "value maximization and star effect".

Qiao Ze listened with gusto. He took an introductory course in economics and mathematics because of his interest in college. Later, seeing the full page of figures was a headache, so he had to give up his interest. Now, he couldn't help but listen to Bai's father explaining these things in a simple and simple way. Ask.

After a meal, the two who were the most silent at the beginning were the only voices left at the dinner table. If it wasn't for Qiao Ze's inability to smell the wine, Father Bai would almost open a bottle of Moutai and drink together.

After eating, Qiao Ze was asked by Bai Heng to take him outside for a walk to digest food.

Only when there were only two of them left, did Qiao Ze show a look of frustration on his face.

It's rare to write a text, why do you stumble when you face Father Bai, and your mind seems to be filled with mud: "I'm offline when I face your father's IQ."

It's not that he's offline, it's that he's almost out of his mind.

The corner of Bai Heng's mouth never moved: "Go offline a few more times, it's very cute."

Qiao chose to nod.

There is one thing to say, although the IQ is off the line, but anyway, I am not so nervous, and the atmosphere is relaxed.Otherwise, if you lend him a hundred guts, he won't have a big talk with Father Bai at the dinner table.

Qiao Ze tilted his head curiously: "Does your dad really watch our variety shows?"

Can't see it.

Some people, on the surface they are the president of the company, but on the inside they are just elementary school chickens.

Bai Heng nodded, and told Qiao Ze about Bai's father's past, and sold Bai's father well: "He just loves to carry it. When he was in high school, there would be a parent meeting, but he was too embarrassed to speak up if he wanted to attend the parent meeting. Secretly begging my mother to find an excuse that she can't go, and then go to my parent-teacher meeting with a face of reluctance, pretending to be forced and helpless, but in fact it is really embarrassing."

Qiao Ze couldn't help laughing: "It's so interesting."

He was very happy to listen to Bai Heng's talk.

He could understand Bai Heng better by listening more, as if he could go back to his childhood through Bai Heng's words.

Moreover, these are also very novel to him.His family environment has always been cold since he was a child, and it was only after hearing Bai Heng's story that he was a child that he had such a novelty.

Bai Heng looked at the smile on Qiao Ze's face and said, "My dad finally found someone to confide in, and he dragged you to talk non-stop at the dinner table."

Qiao Ze came back to his senses from Bai Heng's kindergarten story, and asked curiously, "Your dad doesn't usually tell you this?"

Bai Heng smiled helplessly: "Say, I caught my mother talking to me endlessly, but no one paid attention to him, and then he shut up."

He turned his head, paused and said: "When you come to my house in the future, my dad will probably be the same as today, catching you talking for hours."

Qiao Ze raised his eyebrows: "Okay, then I will come to your house every day."

Bai Heng raised the corner of his mouth: "I can't ask for it."

Bai Ma clamored and insisted on letting Qiao Ze live here, but Qiao Ze repeatedly refused. Unexpectedly, the weather was not good, and as soon as he walked outside, light rain began to fall.

The rain said it was big or small, and it hit the ground to form small rain pits.

When I went out today, it was still cloudless and the sky was clear. Unexpectedly, his face changed in a blink of an eye. Qiao Ze was facing the sun and went out without an umbrella, so he had to turn around and ask Bai Heng to borrow one.

Before Bai Heng could speak, Bai Ma rushed out from the side, frowned and looked at the raindrops hitting the lawn, and said, "Hey, it's raining heavily, and there's no umbrella at home, how do we get here?"

Bai Heng cooperated very well, and performed a mother-child bond for Qiao Ze. He frowned and looked out the window, and said thoughtfully, "No umbrella? Shall I go buy one?"

He finally knew how Bai Heng's ability to open his eyes and tell lies came from, and his daring was hereditary.

No matter how dull Qiao Ze was, he could still see that the mother and son were playing the double reed for him here. He walked down the steps: "Farewell, it's too much trouble. I'll wait for the rain to calm down and leave later."

Bai Ma let out a sigh and said, "It will be dark later, what are you going to do, just sleep here for one night." She looked at Bai Bai in the cage reluctantly, "Let me take another look at the cat, too. .”

Bai Ma's words have reached this point, and Qiao Ze couldn't refuse any more, so he walked back to the room.

Bai Ma's open-mindedness made Qiao Ze click his tongue.

Originally he wanted to live in a guest room, but Bai Ma took him directly to Bai Heng's room, saying that there were no guest rooms.

Before Qiao Ze could refuse, Bai Ma said that she had gone for a walk, and waved her hand without taking away the clouds, hiding her achievements and fame, leaving a dazed Qiao Ze in place.

He was worried that the relationship between himself and Bai Heng would have too much impact on the two elders, but now it seems that he is the one who has been impacted the most?

He hugged Maomao and entered Bai Heng's room with a hint of uncontrollable curiosity.

The last time he got drunk was in Bai Heng's villa. Although it was also where Bai Heng lived, it was still very different from the place where Bai Heng lived since childhood.

Here is the mark of Bai Heng's childhood, which is the witness of Bai Heng's growth.

He walked into the imprint and observed Bai Heng's room carefully.

The structure and style of the room are nothing special, except for the wallpaper with tiny white rose flowers on the wall, which doesn't look like Bai Heng's style, everything else is normal.

The wallpaper is slightly yellowed, with a sense of age.

"My mother likes roses very much. At that time, the whole family thought it was a girl, so they bought the wallpaper according to the girl's room."

Bai Heng entered the door at some unknown time, and a voice came softly from behind.

Qiao Ze was studying the patterns on the wallpaper when he suddenly heard a voice.

He nodded, walked to the bookcase along the base of the wall, and saw textbooks and tutorials such as "Mathematics Compulsory 1", "Physics Compulsory 1", and "May 1". There is a large row of "Game Theory", "Das Kapital", and "Currency War" that make people panic just by reading the titles. The thickness of one book alone can be equivalent to four or five compulsory mathematics books.

Qiao Ze clicked his tongue and imagined Bai Heng holding a big book buried in his head and studying hard: "It's really hard for you to be short-sighted in the third year of high school after reading so many books."

Bai Heng leaned against the bookcase: "It has nothing to do with the third year of high school. This is my junior high school book."

Qiao Ze raised his head and glared at Bai Heng: "Please save yourself a few stabs."

In addition to a large pile of deadly heavy books, there are also special glass cabinets that display Lego, mechanical arms, and gun models.

The attractiveness of such things as models will not diminish as boys age.

Qiao Ze let out a wow, tugged at Bai Heng's sleeve and said, "I've seen this model before."

I saw it in a magazine. The famously difficult assembled ship model had about [-] parts, but it was too expensive, and it was a limited edition. At that time, a group of boys in the class were almost hungry.

Qiao Ze sighed a little: "I didn't expect to see it in reality more than ten years later."

He shook his head and looked at Bai Heng: "It's amazing, like I didn't expect to be standing here now a few months ago."

Bai Heng put his pockets in his pocket, looked at him with a sigh, and slightly curled his lips: "This is not magic, this is destiny."

Bai Heng surrounded Qiao Ze from behind and put his head on Qiao Ze's shoulder: "Is your birthday coming soon?"

Qiao Ze said "huh?", shifted his attention away from the model, and nodded after realizing it: "It seems to be, soon."

The older a person is, the more afraid he is of this day, and he will always have selective amnesia, as if the fact that he is one year older can be avoided by not having his birthday, but it still cannot avoid the fact that Qiao's birthday will be a week later.

Bai Heng said softly: "It's eighteen baby."

Qiao Ze was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, he smiled and cursed softly, and walked down the stairs: "I want a coming-of-age ceremony."

Bai Heng smiled lightly: "Okay."

It wasn't too early, the rain outside the window gradually became smaller intermittently, and it had completely stopped by the time Qiao Ze came out of the shower.

Bai Heng's underwear was one size bigger than Qiao Ze's. Although it was new, Qiao Ze still felt uncomfortable, especially thinking of the two of them sleeping on the same bed tonight.

He dawdled and washed for an hour, finally pushed open the bathroom door, put his hand on the doorknob, and hesitated to go back and do some mental construction before coming out, but he was dragged out.

Qiao Ze staggered, was picked up by Heng Kong, and thrown on the bed.

The bed was soft, and Qiao Ze was no different from being thrown on a pile of duck down, but the drums in his heart were beating densely, and his whole body was stiff, and he didn't know where to look: "That...I..."

He was nervous.

"Relax."

Bai Heng lightly kissed his lips lightly.

Qiao Ze took a deep breath, and said earnestly and counselingly, "Would you like to read the tutorial and learn?"

Bai Heng raised his eyelids and looked at him: "No need."

but--

Qiao Ze didn't have time to think about it, and his whole body was filled with the rushing breath. Bai Heng's eyes were warm and restrained, and his voice was hoarse: "Hey, don't move."

Qiao Ze's body was softened by the warm breath in his ears, and his voice subconsciously turned into a murmur, with a bit of drunkenness, as obedient as a little white rabbit at the mercy of others: "Okay."

Bai Heng gently kissed her from the forehead, as if comforting, the tension dissipated immediately, Qiao Ze's eyes were flushed and moistened, and Bai Heng was moistened.

There was tension in the air, as if a string had been stretched taut.

Finally, with Qiao Ze's gasp, the last trace of reason in Bai Heng's eyes was broken.

The air turned into an ambiguous flush, completely submerged in the ups and downs of the night.

***

The sound of pattering water hitting the floor came through the bathroom door.

Qiao Ze lay on the white sheet, feeling extremely weak.

In addition to weakness, it is more pain in a certain part, a tearing feeling that has never been seen before.

My body didn't react when I was doing it, and now I feel the pain after knowing it.

It turned out that some things on the Internet are said to be innate, and you can explore them without learning. He was not convinced, but now he believes it.

It's just that Bai Heng's exploration ability is too strong.After exploring on the bed, Qiao Ze was forced to explore again in the bathroom when he was carried to take a bath.

Scary, scary.

Qiao Ze only had these two words in his mind at the moment.

Qiao Ze couldn't open his eyes right now. Hearing the sound of the bathroom door closing slowly, he quickly turned over, hugged the quilt and wrapped himself up in a ball, pretending that I was asleep.

He had no doubt that after Bai Heng came out of the bathroom right now, seeing that he was not asleep, he could pull the towel and turn him out of the quilt for a few more rounds.