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

In the evening, hot pot town.

In a corner near the window, sat two men.The one just lowered his head to eat, and his mouth was full of sauces without knowing it, while the man opposite him was slowly throwing meat and vegetables into the pot, stirring it occasionally, and putting it into Wu Xing when the color was almost the same. bowl.

"Well... Dapengzi," Wu Xing raised his head after he had almost finished eating in his bowl, and said while licking the crumbs around his mouth with his tongue, "Who do you think invented the hot pot? It's really my wife, It's delicious."

Shang Peng smiled and said, "It is estimated that this person has some relationship with you."

"Are you trying to say that I can eat?"

"I said directly that you can eat it." Shang Peng's lips were full of smiles, "Since we came here, can you see how much you have eaten?"

"No, not much." Wu Xing glanced at the mountain of empty plates in front of him, feeling a little guilty.But after a while, he became inexplicably confident and asked Shang Peng: "What's the matter, do you love your money? You don't want me to eat it? Who swore in the morning that I should eat as much as I want?"

One word blows hair, really is a cat with a bad temper.

"Then you can't eat without restraint. Look at your stomach, it's so bulging that it's almost touching the table."

"No! I..." Wu Xing pouted, "Then I'll digest it before eating."

Shang Peng: "..."

After a while, Wu Xing felt that there was more room in his stomach, and then he picked up the chopsticks again.

Who knew that as soon as he picked it up, Shang Peng slapped it off forcefully, "Don't eat it! Be careful to sleep at night."

"No," Wu Xing salivated while looking at the cooked mutton, "I'll just eat a little more."

"You said the same thing at the barbecue last time. What happened?"

"result……"

As a result, he ate until he was chubby, and finally he was supported by Shang Peng before returning home.After returning home, he kept hiccupping and hiccupping until twelve o'clock and still felt uncomfortable. Shang Peng had to rub his stomach until almost two o'clock, but he still felt uncomfortable.In the end, I went to the bathroom and vomited a lot, only to barely feel better.

"Oh, if you don't eat it, you can eat it!" Wu Xing put down his chopsticks, but his eyeballs never left the meat in the hot pot.

Shang Peng was dumbfounded by his appearance, as if he was abusing Wu Xing.

However, no matter how pitiful Wu Xing's eyes were, he would not compromise.

Seeing Shang Peng eating, Wu Xing suddenly remembered that there was something he hadn't told him.

"Dapengzi," Wu Xing leaned back on the sofa seat and called him, "I have something to tell you."

Shang Peng looked up, "What?"

"Mr. Li in our office is going to get married, and he invited me to the wedding, which will be on the 14th of next month."

Shang Peng thought for a while, "On Valentine's Day?"

"Yeah! The invitation has been sent to me."

"Don't go!" Shang Peng put down his chopsticks and said displeasedly.

Wu Xing didn't understand, so, "Why can't I go? I'm idle and I'm idle."

"On Valentine's Day, you don't want to think about the two of us. Instead, you want to join in other people's fun. How do you have such a brain?" Shang Peng said with hatred.

"Your brain is the only problem!" Wu Xing retorted not to be outdone, "I have promised others to participate, so you can't let the pigeons go?"

Shang Peng's face darkened, "I've already made plans for our Valentine's Day, why didn't you say you would let my pigeons go?"

"You just thought about it, but you didn't tell me." Wu Xing muttered.

"This is our first Valentine's Day together, don't you want to have a meaningful time with me?"

"I think it's quite meaningful to attend a wedding." Wu Xing closed his eyes and said softly, "This is also my first time attending a wedding."

"What's the point of attending someone else's wedding?! We will have our own wedding in the future!" Shang Peng blurted out.

As soon as this sentence was said, the two of them froze immediately.

wedding?

Will they really have their own wedding?

It is not easy to be together behind the back of their loved ones, do they dare to ask for a wedding?

After a long time, it was Wu Xing who spoke first, his voice so low that it was almost inaudible: "Master, will we really, really... have a wedding?"

Shang Peng got up from the stool, came to sit next to Wu Xing, stroked his hair, "Cat, trust me. Yes, we will have everything."

Wu Xing turned his head, looked at Shang Peng with wet black and white eyes, bit his lips and said, "Master Peng, I—"

Suddenly, Wu Xing didn't know what he saw, and his originally warm tone suddenly changed.

"Fuck!"

The gentle expression on Shang Peng's face suddenly froze, "... Mao'er, what's wrong with you?"

"Fuck, let you make up a lie and say that I have hemorrhoids! Ahhh—" Wu Xing wailed, and then fell on Shang Peng's lap with lightning speed, and covered his face with his coat .

Shang Peng was very puzzled: "Cat?"

Wu Xing lowered his voice, as if gritted his teeth, "The one who came in from the door is our director! Damn!"

Shang Peng looked at the door, and sure enough, he saw a man about 50 years old and several other young men walking in, talking and laughing.

It can't be such a coincidence, can it?Shang Peng was secretly speechless.

"Are you sure it's him?"

"Nonsense! Those who are with him are several homeroom teachers in our grade group." Wu Xing felt that he had really recited it to his grandma's house.

Didn't he just eat a hot pot? Who did he provoke?

"...Okay." Shang Peng silently tightened Wu Xing's grip with his coat.

After the director came in, he took a look around, and then—so desperately, he chose the seat next to them to sit. Just by turning his head, he could see Shang Peng side by side and the sneaky Wu Xing nestled in his coat .

"Dapengzi, they just came in, we won't have to wait until they finish eating before leaving?" Wu Xing saw the smiling director who was ordering through the gap in his coat, and he wanted to cry without tears.

Shang Peng swallowed, "...Maybe."

If they wanted to leave, they had to pass the table where the director was, and they might see Wu Xing if they were sharp-eyed.Just to be on the safe side, wait until they're all gone.

Hey, now Shang Peng has realized what it means to lift a rock to shoot himself in the foot.

It would be fine if Wu Xing suffered from other diseases, but it happened to be hemorrhoids.If you come to eat hot pot with hemorrhoids, if this is discovered, it will be... a dead end.

The soft flesh around his waist was suddenly twisted violently by Wu Xing, and Shang Peng couldn't help gasping, "Master Peng, I'm really going to be killed by you!"

Shang Peng had no choice but to appease Wu Xing, "It's okay, it's okay, let's stay a little longer."

"Shall I put your head under your coat and keep you there for an hour?"

"Cat, I'm sorry for you." Shang Peng bowed his head to admit his mistake, and at the same time put his hand on Wu Xing's back and patted it gently, "After I go back, I will let you handle it, okay?"

"I'm going to fuck you, fuck you!"

Shang Peng was shocked all over, but he still agreed, "Yes, that's fine."

Wu Xing never thought that the time would be so long. When he was so bored that he was almost out of breath, he poked Shang Peng's waist and asked, "Have they left yet?"

"Half eaten already, bear with it."

"Have you left yet?"

"Two-thirds of it has been eaten, bear with it for a while."

"...Have you left yet?"

"Eat three-quarters, just bear it for a little while."

"Let's go...have you...?"

"It's almost time, we've finished eating."

5 minute later.

Wu Xing was about to cry, "Haven't you left yet? Are they planning to sleep here tonight?"

Shang Peng glanced at the few people chatting happily beside him, and said sympathetically: "Mao'er, I think they will talk for at least an hour. How about we take a risk, you hide in my arms, and I will carry you out?"

"No, no, no! I've endured it for an hour, it's not too late."

"Ok."

Another half hour passed.

Shang Peng felt that the movement of the person in his arms was getting smaller and smaller, so he couldn't help but lifted his coat from a corner to look at him.

It turned out that Wu Xing had fallen asleep.

Holding his coat tightly with both hands, his face was leaning against Shang Peng's stomach, flushed and very cute.

Shang Peng couldn't help reaching out and touching his face.

It was almost 10:30, and the table next to me left.

At this time, Shang Peng had been sitting in this position for four full hours, and luckily the waiter didn't come to chase them away.

"Cat, wake up, they are gone."

"what?"

Wu Xing opened his eyes in a daze, glanced at the empty table next to him, then closed his eyes again, unconsciously rubbing his face against Shang Peng's stomach, "Sleepy...so sleepy..."

"Good, then sleep."

Shang Peng picked Wu Xing up and carried him all the way home.

Although the process of eating hot pot was not very pleasant, it was lucky that the director did not find them.

After a symbolic day off, Wu Xing went to school alive and well.

Not only did the director not treat him badly because of his leave, but he also asked about his recovery with concern.

For this out-of-the-box illness, Wu Xing accepted the director's care with a blushing face.

As soon as I got back to the office, Teacher Li immediately came over and asked, "Why didn't you come two days ago?"

Wu Xing said unnaturally while packing his books: "I...is sick."

"Then it's all right now. I've been a little unwell these few days, but I dare not ask for leave. It's really difficult for the director to approve the leave." Teacher Li sighed, and said: "By the way, you have to What's wrong with you? I saw that the director called you out just now, and his attitude was quite good."

"I……"

Wu Xing's complexion changed, he hesitated and didn't know how to speak.

"Huh?" Teacher Li still kept asking without knowing it.

Wu Xing gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, "Hemorrhoids!"

"Ah? Oh, oh...that's it." Although Teacher Li wanted to control his behavior, he still glanced at Wu Xing's ass.

Mom, his face is going to be lost, woo woo...

The tears in Wu Xing's heart were running and running.

Wu Xing decided to change the subject, "Ms. Li, that, I want to say sorry to you."

"Huh? Why are you suddenly apologizing to me?"

"Your wedding," Wu Xing paused, "I might not be able to go."

"Why?"

"I have a date with my...uh, girlfriend on Valentine's Day." After Wu Xing finished speaking, he glanced at Teacher Li's face, and felt relieved when he saw that nothing had changed.

"Hey, that's it. I originally thought that there would be more fun with more people. Since you have something to do with your girlfriend, I must understand it. It's okay if you don't go."

Seeing that Teacher Li was so reasonable, Wu Xing felt even more embarrassed, and without thinking, he quickly said: "Mr. Li, I really feel very embarrassed that I can't go this time. Let's do it, next time, next time I will definitely go! "

Teacher Li:"……"