Once they hit each other, they will rely on you!

Despite the support of the idea that the two of us are finally united as one, Wu Xing still felt pain in every part of his body.

This was the only feeling Wu Xing had when he woke up the next day.

My back was so sore, especially in a private place, it was a burning pain.

On the first day of the second year, Wu Xing just lay on the bed so gorgeously, and lay there for a whole day!

Until eleven o'clock in the evening, when Shang Peng came home, Wu Xing was still lying on the bed weakly, looking hopeless.

Shang Peng walked over and sat next to Wu Xing, hugged him naturally, rubbed his head, "It still hurts?"

Wu Xing gritted his teeth: "Otherwise, you can try."

"Why don't you take the medicine again, it will get better soon." After finishing speaking, Shang Peng reached out to take off Wu Xing's pants.

Wu Xing hurriedly yelled, "No need! Just stay away from me!"

Nonsense, Shang Peng was able to give him medicine yesterday because Wu Xing was unconscious.

But now, when he was sober, how could it be possible for Wu Xing to watch Shang Peng apply medicine to his place?

Seeing that Wu Xing kept pushing back, Shang Peng had no choice but to give up, and hugged Wu Xing again, rubbing his big palms on his waist to relieve his soreness.

In fact, Shang Peng was already very careful and gentle last night, but Wu Xing was still in pain because of his physical structure.

It wasn't until the end that Wu Xing tasted a little bit of sweetness, but compared with the pain, the sweetness was really nothing.

"Hey, Da Pengzi." Wu Xing didn't know what to think of, his eyes rolled up and down.

Shang Peng turned his head to look at him, "What's wrong?"

"Do you feel sorry for me now? I feel very sorry for hurting me last night?"

After Wu Xing asked this sentence, a smug smile appeared on his face.

Shang Peng didn't know that someone was digging a hole for him, so he just followed Wu Xing's words, "Well, I feel very distressed, and my dear one is hurt."

"Actually, there is a way to make me feel less painful."

Wu Xing is persuasive and persuasive.

Shang Peng was really fooled, "What way?"

"Let me fuck you once!" Wu Xing boasted without shame.

Shang Peng's face turned dark immediately, "No."

Wu Xing was also anxious, "Why can't it work? Why can't I suppress you if we are together and you suppress me?"

"You are not as tall as me."

"That's not a reason!"

"You are not as strong as me!"

"That's no reason either!"

"You are not as old as me!"

"Fuck! Don't talk nonsense to me!" Wu Xing became angry from embarrassment.

Shang Peng smiled, "Okay, in your current situation, your actions are all problems, so don't think about counterattacking."

Wu Xing persisted, "Then when I recover, you have to let me try again."

"When you recover, we can discuss it." Shang Peng decided to delay the attack.

How could Wu Xing believe in such a long-term plan, he turned over and pressed on Shang Peng, persevering, "No, I want you to agree now!"

"Cat, don't make trouble."

Shang Peng easily got up from the bed, lifted Wu Xing up, and asked: "If I can't get up in bed because of the pain, who will wash and cook for you, bathe and soak your feet, and blow you away?" hair?"

"...these..." Wu Xing felt a little guilty, "I can do these too, I just don't want to do it."

"can you cook?"

Shang Peng obviously didn't believe it.

"Why can't I, let me tell you, the instant noodles I make are delicious! There are also my boiled eggs, and I can boil water!"

The corner of Shang Peng's eyes twitched, "What else?"

"And I……"

Shang Peng looked at Wu Xing leisurely, as if he was sure that Wu Xing could do nothing but these things.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at? Don't you believe me?" Wu Xing's fighting spirit was aroused, "Wait a few days, I'll cook a table of good dishes, and I'll blind you!"

Shang Peng shrugged, "Then I'll just wait and see!"

"Humph!"

Sure enough, Wu Xing was still no match for Shang Peng.

Not only did the counter-offensive matter just go to nothing, Wu Xing also lost a meal.

……

"Cat, don't tell me, this is the meal you prepared all afternoon."

A week later, just as Shang Peng returned home, he was "blinded" by the appalling dishes on the table.

Almost none of the dishes, Shang Peng can see his original appearance.

"This is?" Shang Peng swallowed, pointing to one of the dark dishes and asked.

Wu Xing clapped his hands, and seemed a little complacent, "This is the chef's own dish - scrambled eggs with vermicelli!"

"Where are the fans?"

Wu Xing replied truthfully, "It's a lump."

"Where's the egg?"

"It's burnt."

"..."

Wu Xing held down Shang Peng, then forcibly handed the chopsticks to his hand, and said, "Don't look at this dish, it doesn't look very good, but its essence—"

Shang Peng put a little bit in his mouth to taste, and then interrupted Wu Xing without hesitation.

"Its essence is not as good as its appearance."

"Dapengzi! You are purely jealous!" Wu Xing was indignant, "You are jealous that I got fired the first time, so you deliberately slandered me."

"I don't think so much." Shang Peng handed the chopsticks to Wu Xing, motioning him to try it himself.

"The devil will believe what you said, I must have fried it very well—" Wu Xing just tasted a little, and the word "delicious" stuck in his throat, and he couldn't get it out.

Oh my god, what the hell is this?

Can it be more unpalatable?

Shang Peng deliberately teased him, "What?"

Wu Xing swallowed reluctantly, "It's... not bad. It's not as bad as you said."

"In this case, you can eat yours, I'll fry and order, and I'll eat mine."

After Shang Peng finished speaking, he went to the kitchen, leaving Wu Xing alone, and rolled his eyes violently at a large table of dishes.

He really can't handle the technical work of cooking.

After adjusting his facial expression to a flattering smile a few times, Wu Xing hopped to the kitchen, hugged Shang Peng's waist from behind, and rubbed flatteringly, "I'll eat what you made too."

"Didn't someone say that his cooking is okay?"

"Who said that?" Wu Xing, a foodie, was so thick-skinned for the food, "I think it's really unpalatable. I'd rather eat the food made by my dear husband."

"What did you call me?"

Hearing that address from Wu Xing's mouth, Shang Peng's back froze immediately, and slowly turned his head, Shang Peng looked at Wu Xing and asked urgently, "Cat, what did you just ask me to kiss? "

Only then did Wu Xing realize what he had said, two red clouds flew up on his cheeks, Wu Xing tried to evade it, "I didn't say anything, you cook quickly, I'm hungry!"

The relentless person has become Shang Peng, "You just said it, you say it again, I want to listen!"

"Do not say!"

Shang Peng played around, "I won't cook if I don't tell you!"

"You..."

How dare you threaten him with this, Dapengzi!

Wu Xing took a deep breath, and then said something in a voice as thin as a mosquito.

"husband."

"Louder, I can't hear you clearly."

"husband!"

Shang Peng was secretly happy, but in order to hear a few more words, he said again: "I still don't hear clearly!"

Wu Xing gritted his teeth and sneered twice, then stood on tiptoe and grabbed Shang Peng's ear and shouted loudly: "Husband! Husband!! Husband!!!"

Shang Peng's head buzzed for a while.

Wu Xing: "Did you hear clearly this time?"

Shang Peng rubbed his sore ears, "You are too enthusiastic! But, I like it! My wife, my dear wife!"

"Get out! It's so disgusting!" Wu Xing shuddered.

"Hey, I'm going to call you, wife, wife. My baby wife, my favorite baby wife~~"

"roll roll roll!"

Wu Xingfu also seemed to rush out of the kitchen.

While washing the vegetables, Shang Peng smirked.

It's really nice, the cat meowing husband is really nice.

In the evening, of course, there will be another lingering time. Shang Peng seems to be crazy, every time Wu Xing needs to call him husband, otherwise he won't move.

"wipe!"

With Wu Xing's violent temper, when he turned around, the two of them reversed their positions.

"What the hell, if you don't move, I will move by myself!"

This position is more convenient for Shang Peng to see all the emotional expressions of Wu Xing.

Shang Peng was simply in full bloom.

Even if you don't call her husband, it's worth it to see this style!

……

Before you know it, the time has come to the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month. After finishing the last exam, the junior high school students will happily go home from vacation, leaving behind a group of hard-working teachers, gathered in the same office as the small black room Correct papers.

"Teacher Wu, haven't you finished editing?"

The geography teacher who had graded the papers early asked Wu Xing, who was about to collapse.

Wu Xing nodded mechanically, his voice extremely sad and indignant, "Yeah!"

Every time he takes an exam, Wu Xing feels that the students are not the most pitiful, but the teacher is the most pitiful, especially a teacher like him whose hands are fast and his brain is fast.

"Then let me help you."

The geography teacher shared a stack from Wu Xing with great enthusiasm, took another standard answer, and then picked up the red pen to correct it.

Wu Xing's eyes were almost red with Lei Feng's actions, "Thank you!"

"Thank you for what?" The geography teacher was correcting quickly, while communicating with Wu Xing without hindrance, "Speaking of which, I have to thank you!"

"Thank me for what?" Wu Xing was puzzled.

"Teach me to knit gloves last time! You don't even know that my girlfriend was so moved when she saw this glove. As soon as I proposed, she immediately agreed!"

"Really? Then congratulations!"

The geography teacher was ashamed, "By the way, our wedding day will be Valentine's Day after the next year, so you must come!"

"OK, no problem!"

After readily agreeing, when Wu Xing lowered his head to look at the paper again, he suddenly felt a terrible pain somewhere in his heart.

Everyone is getting married, so happy!

But the future of him and Dapengzi is still a difficult unknown.

Perhaps, in their relationship, marriage will never be mentioned in their entire lives.

However, it doesn't matter to him whether he gets married or not.Now, apart from his younger brother Wu Yang, Shang Peng is the most important person in his life.

He didn't ask too much, he just hoped that he and Dapengzi could live together, and that his younger brother and Uncle Li could accept him like this, that was enough.