rice story

After all, Cheng Yunpeng still can't hold back Zhao Dami who is pretending to be stupid and cute.

I had no choice but to point to the shelf behind the outer door and tell him.

"The white coat that Aeron used before, you go and put it on... There are shoe covers in the cabinet under the sink, go find it..."

"Oh..."

Zhao Dami cheerfully ran to take off his clothes, put them on his body, and then ran to take out two shoe covers, and then ran back to Cheng Yunpeng...

Zhao Dami stood in front of Cheng Yunpeng, with his white coat open and unbuttoned, while unbuttoning his own tie, grinning at Cheng Yunpeng...

Cheng Yunpeng sighed helplessly in his heart, then pulled his collar and pulled him to him.

Then I stretched out my hands and helped Zhao Dami fasten the buttons one by one...

Zhao Dami just looked at him like this, feeling Pengpeng's fingers moving in front of his body, suddenly his chest was hot, and couldn't help but want to lean up and kiss him on the face...

However, this little trick could not be hidden from Cheng Yunpeng's eyes. After quickly buttoning the last button, Cheng Yunpeng immediately took a step back and stretched out a hand to cover Zhao Dami's chest.

"Don't come here!"

Seeing that he was discovered, Zhao Dami had no choice but to back away, smiling embarrassingly...

"Hey, Pengpeng...you look so pretty..."

Cheng Yunpeng raised his eyes, glanced at Zhao Dami, and then laughed out loud.

"Zhao Dami, are you an idiot?"

As Cheng Yunpeng said, he first raised his gloved hands and shook them in front of Zhao Dami, then pointed to the big mask covering half of his face, and then pointed upwards to the mask covering his eyes. Glasses...

"What can you see? Just flattering... Then tell me, how do I look good?"

When Zhao Dami was asked by Cheng Yunpeng, he was taken aback for a moment, and found that he seemed to be suspected of talking nonsense, busy carefully looked at Cheng Yunpeng several times, and then suddenly said to him cheerfully.

"Ears! Your ears are the prettiest!"

"...You're the only one who can talk nonsense!"

Cheng Yunpeng didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he pulled him to him again, took out one from the disposable mask box on the table, and hung it on his ear carefully.

Then he took the plastic glove box next to him and handed it to Zhao Dami.

"Gloves always wear themselves, don't they?"

"...wouldn't have been," Zhao Dami murmured, raised his head, saw Cheng Yunpeng glared at him fiercely, swallowed quickly, and continued.

"...but now it seems to be..."

Cheng Yunpeng led Zhao Dami to a small cubicle next to him, pointed to a button and said to him.

"Stand over there, and press that spot, remember not to open your eyes..."

Zhao Dami obediently followed suit, and was sprayed with a little disinfectant spray from the small nozzle in the small cubicle, and walked out again.Smile at Cheng Yunpeng.

"Pengpeng, it's really troublesome to stay with you..."

Cheng Yunpeng rolled his eyes at him: "As if someone forced you..."

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant... I'm willing to trouble you any more!" Zhao Dami immediately took a step forward, preemptively leading Cheng Yunpeng's hand to the door of the sterile room.

"Quick, quick... let's go in!"

Cheng Yunpeng could only smile helplessly, shook his head again, tugged at his hand, and followed him...

After entering the sterile room, Cheng Yunpeng warned Zhao Dami: "Don't touch the shelf or the bottle". He left Zhao Dami and walked towards the ladder.

As soon as Cheng Yunpeng got to the bottom of the ladder, before he climbed up, he felt that someone pushed him from behind and pressed himself on the ladder. Just as he was about to struggle, a hoarse and seductive voice suddenly came from his ear .

"Then...can I touch you?"

Cheng Yunpeng was imprisoned between the ladder and him by Zhao Dami's arms, unable to move, so he had to say loudly: "Zhao Dami, don't mess around!"

Ignoring his struggle, Zhao Dami first turned Cheng Yunpeng over so that the two could stand face to face...

Then I reached out to help him take off the mask...

But just as he stretched his hand halfway, Cheng Yunpeng grabbed his wrist directly.

"If you dare to take off your mask and spit in the sterile room, I'll kill you right now!"

"...Then how can I kiss you if you don't take off your mask?" Zhao Dami had the attitude that I'm a hooligan and I'm afraid of someone.

"Ancestor... can't you go home and play again!" Cheng Yunpeng gave him a blank look and said helplessly.

"But... I want to kiss you right now...", Zhao Dami leaned forward...

Cheng Yunpeng looked at him, frowned, then gently released the hand that was pinching Zhao Dami's wrist, neither stopped him nor dodged, and even leaned his upper body forward a little...

So, when Zhao Dami didn't realize it, the two of them were already breathing opposite each other, and their faces were close to each other—even though there were two layers of masks between their mouths...

After a while, Cheng Yunpeng gently pushed away the big rascal who had just reacted in front of him, and asked him.

"So, it's finally all right?"

"Let's just force it..." Zhao Dami responded sweetly in his heart, and then retreated obediently, leaning against the wall.

He watched as Cheng Yunpeng turned his back, slowly climbed up the ladder, and took out the small bottles on the shelf one by one to look at them, while making notes on the bottom of the bottles with a marker...and carefully put the bottles back on the shelf go up.

The action is complete.

And ignore him...

Zhao Dami didn't make any noise, just stood like that, his eyes slid over Pengpeng's long legs leaning on the ladder, and then over Pengpeng's slender fingers holding the bottle, and then fell on Pengpeng's shy On still flushed ears...

Zhao Dami thought to himself, my Pengpeng... how can he be so good!

......

When Cheng Yunpeng finally finished the follow-up work, it was almost 10 o'clock...

Zhao Dami's stomach was growling with hunger, but seeing Cheng Yunpeng's seriousness, he didn't dare to rush him, so he had to wait.

Dr. Cheng, who was immersed in the laboratory and forgot everything, came out of the door of the administrative building, looked at the dark night, and suddenly woke up, turned around and said to the people behind him.

"Rice, are you hungry?"

Zhao Dami suddenly felt a sense of grievance welling up in his heart, he rushed forward and put his arms around Cheng Yunpeng's neck from behind.

"...Woo...Pengpeng, you finally think of me..."

The two put Zhao Dami's suitcase directly in the rear compartment, then drove out, found a 24-hour convenience store in a nearby residential area, bought a bunch of instant noodles and eight-treasure porridge, and packed a large Pile of Oden...

Finally back home, Zhao Dami couldn't wait to sit on the sofa and start eating...

I'm starving!Doing experiments is really not something that ordinary people can do...

Zhao Dami took a fish ball with him. After so long on the road, the fish ball was no longer hot. While chewing, Zhao Dami asked Cheng Yunpeng as if thinking of something.

"...Uh...Pengpeng, you're always like this...Uh...don't you eat?"

Cheng Yunpeng was changing shoes while holding the shoe cabinet, and answered Zhao Dami's question.

"Not at all... Occasionally I will be busy... Today is because I don't feel very hungry... just forget..."

"Well... can you forget to eat?"

"Do you think everyone is like you? You idiot..."

"No! Not at all! Pengpeng... I will have to watch you eat every day from now on..."

"You're not too tired to panic..."

Cheng Yunpeng said in distaste, then took off his shirt and threw it on the floor, revealing a well-proportioned and fit body... Zhao Dami's eyes were straightened...

Cheng Yunpeng ignored the idiot next to him, started to unbutton his belt and walked to the bathroom, casually said...

"Eat first, I'll take a shower..."

Zhao Dami immediately dropped the chopsticks and stood up: "...I want to wash with you!"

"Don't even think about it!"

After Cheng Yunpeng finished speaking, he suddenly quickened his pace, rushed into the bathroom, and then closed the door with a "bang", shutting Zhao Dami, who was a step behind, out of the bathroom door...

It's not that Cheng Yunpeng doesn't want to wash with Zhao Dami, he just needs time to prepare a big plan...

When Zhao Dami came out of the shower, Cheng Yunpeng was still sucking up the half bowl of instant noodles...

Zhao Dami picked up the bath towel on the sofa, covered Cheng Yunpeng's head, and rubbed it gently to help dry his hair...But obviously, Mr. Zhao's service is not in place, and the customers are very unhappy satisfy.

"Zhao Dami, be gentle...the ashes on the towel fell into my bowl!"

"Oh, let me slow down...Like this? How about this?"

"...uh... so-so..."

...

Finally, when Cheng Yunpeng stuffed the last beef ball into his mouth with disposable chopsticks, Zhao Dami wiped his hair almost dry.

He put down the chopsticks, and then lay back comfortably, just leaning against the pillow that Zhao Dami put on his waist...

He raised his hands, stretched comfortably, then leaned his head on the back of the sofa, and said to Zhao Dami with a smile: "I'm not full..."

After Zhao Dami listened, he reached out and looked through a pile of lunch boxes on the table, and found that there was not even a green onion left, and said.

"Huh? Are you finished eating? Then wait a moment...I'll go out and buy you some..."

After that, stand up and go to change clothes...

Before taking two steps, Cheng Yunpeng grabbed his hand on the sofa and pulled him back...

Zhao Dami couldn't hold back, and lay down on the sofa backwards.Before he had time to sit up, he was suddenly turned over by the person on the side and rushed forward...

"You don't need to go out and buy it, it's ready-made..."

Zhao Dami's bathrobe was unfurled, revealing the muscular lines of the upper body... He put his arms around the waist of the man lying on him, in case he accidentally fell off the sofa, and then he used his mouth to catch him and send it to his mouth The two thin lips on the side...

give and take...