The days when I was forced to live with gentle scum

Cypress: "???"

Cypress: "!!!"

"What does my spicy food have to do with my ass?"

Yuan Qingye: "..."

He forgot that the young man was not only a fool, but also a young child. Since he couldn't understand the euphemism at all, he didn't mind being straightforward, "If you want to keep your butt from leaking and hurting, don't touch peppers. If you want to hurt more For a few days, just eat a few more bites."

Baishu rubbed his butt, the air leakage was still there, and the pain was not easy to ignore. Thinking of the scene where he was extremely uncomfortable walking just now, he swallowed again, but when he thought of the pepper, he wanted to struggle again.

"It shouldn't be that serious, right?"

Yuan Qingye smiled and did not answer.

Baishu gritted his teeth and looked away from the small sausages in the trash can. It’s okay, if you don’t eat it, don’t eat it. After 18 years of pain, he will be a good man who loves spicy food again.

The hero finally finished his ideological construction, and he started to growl before he moved his stomach.

"I think you're right," Bo Haohan nodded seriously, "I agree with you very much, but I think if I have to choose between starvation and suffering, I choose the former. After all, bread and love, bah , bread is a very real problem.”

Yuan Qingye was not surprised by Cypress's answer, but he had already thrown the sausage into the trash can, and he couldn't bear to pick it up again anyway, which broke his acceptance range, so he suggested, "You can order takeaway. "

The cypress tree slammed its head on the refrigerator, "To be honest, I have eaten all the delicious and bad takeaways within a ten-mile radius, and I am tired of eating them all. I even think takeaways are not as delicious as the instant noodles I make. !"

Yuan Qingye is a person who pays great attention to the quality of life. He has a regular schedule, three regular meals, and rarely eats takeaway. In his eyes, those things are not clean for the family dog ​​to eat. Cypress, he's really... unimaginable.

During a thought, Bai Shu's stomach growled twice again.

Yuan Qingye suggested again, "Pack up your things and eat at my side. I will let the kitchen prepare it for you."

Bai Shu's eyes lit up, "Is your cook's cooking delicious?"

Their cook is a master of Sichuan cuisine, and he has won the heart of Bai Shu, but it is probably because Bai Song explained that when he woke up in the afternoon, there was no one alive in the house except him and Yuan Qingye, otherwise it would not have caused him to be unable to eat. pitiful state.

In fact, apart from the cook, there are two or three servants in their family, who usually take care of daily life and clean up. The main reason is that Bai Song is too busy to take care of him, let alone take care of housework.

Yuan Qingye thought for two seconds, and replied: "Not bad, I heard that someone in the ancestors was an imperial cook in the palace."

Cypress: "!!!"

Cypress: "Wait for me for 5 minutes!"

The boy stretched his legs and ran upstairs, his movements did not reveal that he was a person whose butt was hurting just a second ago.

Yuan Qingye looked at his back and smiled playfully.

Cypress rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find his own suitcase and stuffed things into it. Clothes, toothbrushes, shower gel, etc. were thrown into the suitcase when he could reach it. Everything he passed was like wind and clouds, and there was no sign of not wanting to move at all.

What Yuan Qingye saw when he went upstairs was Baishu sitting on the suitcase and trying to close it.

Baishu, who had struggled three times and still failed, suddenly collapsed on the ground. He waved to Yuan Qingye outside the door, "Brother Ye, help me close a box."

Yuan Qingye: "..."

It stands to reason that there is nothing wrong with Bai Shu calling him that, but there is something wrong, he squinted his eyes and said, "Don't call him that."

Cypress shrugged, "I don't think there's anything wrong with it. It's better to be called brother than uncle. Besides, my brother's name is Qingye brother. No matter how I think about it, I feel a little tired and crooked. It's not as good as Ye brother."

Yuan Qingye doesn't like this title, and he has always completely rejected things he doesn't like, "Just call me Brother."

Bai Shu tilted his head and thought, it's not impossible, although he has never called anyone else this word except Bai Song, but since he is going to live in Yuan Qingye's house, he might as well take the opportunity to get more goodwill, after all, he will be in the future. Depend on this man.

After figuring it out, Baishu called his brother in a friendly manner, and did not forget to ask, "Brother, give me a hand."

Yuan Qingye walked over in two steps with his long legs. The 28-inch suitcase was full of things, and the opening was half an arm's length away. It would be impossible to close it without reducing the weight.

If you press hard, the box is likely to collapse.

He hooked the corner of the box with his fingers, and gently lifted it up. With a snap, the box was flat on the ground, which also allowed Yuan Qingye to see most of the contents in the box.

Toothbrush, shower gel, and clothes are very common, and there is no problem, but is the bed sheet and quilt cover too much?And a doll in the shape of a...long tube...a frog?Yuan Qingye is really not sure what that thing is, saying it is a frog because it is green, but to be honest, Yuan Qingye thinks it is still to be verified.

"Clear out the things you don't need to bring, the bed sheet and quilt cover will be replaced with new ones, and the toothbrush and toothpaste will also be replaced with new ones," Yuan Qingye said, frowning slightly, "Just bring a few clothes, and change everything else The new one, and the green doll, are also cleared."

The cypress in front didn't respond yet. When Yuan Qingye said the last one, he stared reflexively, "No! It's okay to renew the toothbrush, toothpaste, towel, etc., but I have to take this little dinosaur with me. I can't sleep without it. Don't sleep!"

Yuan Qingye took another look at the four-faced doll in the box, but he couldn't see how it looked like a dinosaur. He smiled, "Look at it, the box can be closed, and I will take you to buy other things in a while." essentials."

Cypress was dazzled by the smile.

There was a subtle smile in those long and narrow eyes, the meticulous hair was combed behind the head, only a few strands of hair fell on the forehead, the slightly raised corners of the lips wanted to catch the little hook, and the heartbeat of Cypress Get up and down.

He understood why King Zhou You and the feudal lords of the Fenghuo opera only wanted Bomei to smile at Yuan Qingye's face of disaster for the country, and he would be willing to change him.

He quickly cleared the things that should be cleared, and this time the cypress closed the box easily.

Yuan Qingye is a very gentlemanly person. After the cypress buttoned the box, he picked up the box with the handle, and went all the way down the stairs until he put it in the trunk of the car.

Cypress locked the door behind and took a seat in the co-pilot.

The car slowly drove out of the front door of the villa. Seeing that he was still looking back, Yuan Qingye said, "Your brother hired someone to take care of it on a regular basis. If you miss home, you can come back at any time to take a look. It's not a problem to stay for two days."