rice story

Cheng Yunpeng sat at the dining table and waited for Zhao Dami with his chopsticks upright.

Zhao Dami went back and forth several times before bringing all the dishes to the table, and the table was full.

Cheng Yunpeng looked at the dish and licked his lips...

After staying in the United States for so long, I almost vomited from eating bread every day. Seeing these beautiful and delicious meals made Cheng Yunpeng's eyes straighten, and he couldn't help but salivate...

"You really made these? Don't go to a restaurant to order them?" Cheng Yunpeng said suspiciously.

"I remember that you are at most the level of tomato and egg soup..."

"Cheng Pengpeng, can't you give me some confidence?" Zhao Dami took out a piece of tissue paper and wiped his hands: "It's been three days since we left, let alone how many days we've been apart..."

"Okay, okay, I believe you, sit down, let's eat..." Cheng Yunpeng's attention was completely off Zhao Dami...

"...Well... this chicken is fried well...crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, it's not bad at all..."

"...Ahhh, the fish soup is so good, made in a casserole, right? It's even more fragrant than the one in Wangshun Pavilion..."

"The duck tastes great, hasn't it been stewed for a long time?"

Zhao Dami sat next to Cheng Yunpeng with a smile on his face, listening to Cheng Yunpeng's exaggerated eating and muttering, he was very happy...

Cheng Yunpeng is not considered a foodie. He is the type who eats meat but not soup when he has nothing to do.

But also because of this, and the last time Zhao Dami witnessed this man who didn't care about everything when he was working, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed...

Zhao Dami's culinary skills can be regarded as beginners at most. For more than 3 months, he has been learning to tinker every day, and he has also asked several colleagues in the company for advice, which can be regarded as a serious effort.But in fact, there is still some distance from Cheng Yunpeng's degree of boasting...

But since Cheng Yunpeng is willing to boast, Zhao Dami also likes to hear it... Both of them are very happy...

Holding a small bowl and chopsticks, Cheng Yunpeng ate plate after plate, and said as he ate...

"You know how to make candied apples? That's amazing, Zhao Dami! Well...the taste is good..."

"...Potato shreds too...wait..."

He suddenly stopped chewing, put down the bowl and chopsticks, jumped off the stool, hurried to the kitchen trash can and vomited it out.

Seeing his reaction, Zhao Dami didn't know what happened, and was anxious, thinking that something happened, so he hurried to catch up.

As soon as I got to the kitchen, I heard Cheng Yunpeng's angry voice...

"You, Zhao Dami! Isn't that too boastful? In your potato shreds... there are steel wire balls!!! Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah..."

Zhao Dami panicked and ran in hastily.

"Ah? Are you okay? Spit it out, don't swallow it..."

As he spoke, he picked up Cheng Yunpeng's waist, held his face, and said worriedly.

"Did you shave your mouth? Show me quickly..."

Cheng Yunpeng saw his anxious face, and was not very angry in his heart, just stuck out his tongue to show him.

"...Hey...it doesn't seem to be bleeding..."

Zhao Dami held his face, watching him frowning and sticking out his little tongue, he felt so cute, and felt itchy in his heart.Seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, I felt at ease.Hurry up.

"No, I have to check and check..."

Saying that, I kissed her...

The tip of Zhao Dami's tongue protruded gently, licking Cheng Yunpeng's soft lower lip like a feather...

Cheng Yunpeng didn't refuse, and let him move, his eyes blurred unknowingly...

Zhao Dami continued to probe, using the tip of his tongue to pry open Cheng Yunpeng's slightly opened jaw, and then penetrated further...

Cheng Yunpeng's breathing became slightly rapid, and he stretched out his arms unconsciously, wrapping around Zhao Dami's neck...

Zhao Dami seemed to be affirmed, and slid his hands down from Cheng Yunpeng's face, brushed his chest to his abdomen, and slid all the way to his waist...

Then he hugged him hard, picked him up, and put him on the counter next to him...

Cheng Yunpeng sat on the counter, lowered his head and gently held Zhao Dami's head. Zhao Dami raised his head slightly, and their lips were still glued together.

The tip of Zhao Dami's tongue searched in Cheng Yunpeng's mouth until it finally became entangled with his tongue...

The two are entangled in each other's mouths like this, asking for it, until the body is getting hotter...the lips are getting dry...the tip of the tongue is still lightly intertwined, accompanied by the exchange and flow of body fluid, as if something is going on kind of sexy dance...

Zhao Dami's hand moved up and down Cheng Yunpeng's body, slid from his soft waist to his back, and then slowly fell down between his buttocks. He couldn't help rubbing it gently, but Cheng Yunpeng let out let out a muffled grunt...

This sound made Zhao Dami's heart itch even more. His hand went down and down, and he was about to poke through the hem of Cheng Yunpeng's bathrobe...

Before he succeeded, he felt the lips of the two suddenly parted, making a "chirp" sound...

Then that restless wrist was pinched by Cheng Yunpeng's hand...

Zhao Dami heard the person in front of him speak softly with some barely audible panting voice.

"...no... eat first"

……

Zhao Dami carried the limp Cheng Yunpeng directly from the kitchen back to the dining table, and did not let him sit back in his seat, but hugged him and let him sit directly on his lap...

"...don't do this...let me down..." Cheng Yunpeng pushed Zhao Dami, not only did he not push away, but he hugged him even tighter...

"Don't let it go! Let me feed you... Open your mouth..." Zhao Dami held the chopsticks in his right hand with a smile, picked up a piece of tender tofu, and handed it to Cheng Yunpeng's mouth.

Cheng Yunpeng sat sideways on his lap, put his hands on his shoulders, looked at the piece of tofu, and then at him, the man just looked at him with a smile, his eyes didn't move, he just waited...

Cheng Yunpeng was a little shy suddenly, he looked away from Zhao Dami's face, his face was a little hot... Then he bent down, opened his mouth, and let Zhao Dami put the piece of tofu into his mouth...

Zhao Dami laughed even more, and felt that Cheng Yunpeng's shy look was so cute, so he hugged him tighter with his left arm, and blew into his ear... said softly.

"Is it delicious?"

Cheng Yunpeng nodded.

"good to eat…"

Zhao Dami asked: "Is there any more?"

Cheng Yunpeng didn't hesitate, just pointed his finger.

"...well, fish..."

Zhao Dami immediately followed the instructions, picked up a large piece of fish, put it on a plate, and picked it up with chopsticks... After picking it up, he picked it up and brought it to Cheng Yunpeng's mouth.

Cheng Yunpeng also opened his mouth to eat it, chewing while looking at Zhao Dami...

"...Well...you eat too..."

Zhao Dami rubbed his head against Cheng Yunpeng's chest like a fool, and said coquettishly.

"...I want you to feed me too..."

Cheng Yunpeng smiled, stretched out his hand to pick up a piece of pot-packed meat, and handed it to Zhao Dami's mouth.

Zhao Dami swallowed it all in one gulp, and licked Cheng Yunpeng's sauce-soaked fingertips with his tongue, looked at him with a smile, and pouted.

"Mm... so delicious..."

Just like this, the two of you took a bite of each other, hugged each other and fed them, and finally finished the meal...

Eat and drink well.

Cheng Yunpeng freed up a hand, touched his own belly, then stroked Zhao Dami's belly, and smiled softly.

"Ah, I'm full..."

Then he lay down to the right and leaned his head on Zhao Dami's shoulder.

But never thought, Zhao Dami directly picked him up by the waist and walked to the bedroom...

"Finally fed you, now it's time for me?"

"Hey, Zhao Dami...you didn't miss it just now!"

"But I'm not full!"

"No... um... you bastard... um... don't press my stomach..."

……

When Zhao Dami finally "eat" enough, the two lay side by side on the bed, chatting while looking at the ceiling...

"Why do I think... our steps are not right?" Cheng Yunpeng frowned and said.

"Pengpeng, what's wrong with you?"

"I just came back from a long-distance flight... In theory, I should take a shower first, then eat... and that... No, I feel like I still stink..."

Zhao Dami smiled, rolled over and hugged Cheng Yunpeng, and said cheerfully.

"It's okay, no matter what you do, I will never dislike you..."

Cheng Yunpeng turned his head and gave him a blank look.

"I smeared my hands with oil when I was eating, and it was all on the bed sheet just now..."

"It's okay, just change the quilt and sheets later..."

"Well... I won't change the quilt cover"

"I come!"

Cheng Yunpeng couldn't help but tilted his head, smiled at Zhao Dami, reached out and patted his head.

"It's getting more and more virtuous..."

Zhao Dami didn't dodge either, but rubbed himself up.

"Well...do you like it then?"

"I like it! Keep it up..."

"Then...you have to encourage me..."

"... Just now... Wasn't that enough?"

"I mean...an advance payment for the next time..."

"Don't be a rogue..."

"I do not have!"

"Then what are you doing?"

"Pengpeng, I'm so cute and cute! You know that?"

Cheng Yunpeng turned sideways, looked at him suddenly, and asked with a smile.

"How much love?"

Zhao Dami lowered his eyes, bit his lower lip, looked back, looked at Cheng Yunpeng and said.

"You won't even believe it..."

"What do you think?"

"Every time I see...you smile at me...I really want to wag my tail..."

Cheng Yunpeng looked at Zhao Dami's serious look, and suddenly couldn't help laughing, rolled on the bed with his stomach in his hands, and rolled for a long time before he calmed down, then turned back, stretched out a finger and poked Zhao Dami lightly. head.

"...Zhao Dami, can you be more promising? Hahahaha..."

"Pengpeng...you're laughing at me again!"

"Okay, okay, stop laughing..."

Cheng Yunpeng turned around and put his arms around Zhao Dami's waist.

Zhao Dami also stretched out his arms and hugged him back.Buried his head in the socket of Cheng Yunpeng's shoulder, he asked softly.

"Pengpeng, you also love me very much, don't you?"

"Ah."

"How much love?"

"I have no idea…"

"Then why do you love me?"

"I... never thought..."

"Then think about it now!"

"Um...why do I love you? Um...you don't look good...you don't study well...you're stupid...you don't listen to what you say...yes...why do I love you?"

Cheng Yunpeng suddenly turned to look at Zhao Dami with an unbelievable look.

"...Looks like I have to think again..."

Zhao Dami was stunned. He felt wronged at first, and felt that Pengpeng was being very perfunctory to him. After thinking about it along Cheng Yunpeng's line of thought, he felt that it was true... he felt more and more miserable in his heart... and his face drooped...

Seeing that Cheng Yunpeng seemed to have opened the door to a new world, he still wanted to keep thinking, so he hurriedly stopped... Zhao Dami hugged Cheng Yunpeng's head and shook it vigorously.

"Pengpeng...Don't think about it, don't think about it..."

"Well... let me go! Let go..."

"You promise me that you don't want to..."

Cheng Yunpeng couldn't help but smile.

"Okay, I don't want to..."

"Don't think about it in the future..."

"Okay... I don't want to..."

"Pengpeng, you just need to know that you love me...you love me, you love me, you love me..."

"Well... I love you..."