God doesn't need to hang up

Wang Chen, who successfully slipped back into his room, was no longer in the mood to play games. It is estimated that what happened tonight in his subconscious mind was still very thrilling to him, and just such a small episode was brought into his dreams.

The result of dreaming with such a mess is that Wang Chen is still entangled in this matter in his sleep. In the dream, he first knelt down beside Cheng Haoyang's bed and explained to himself tearfully. Expressionlessly conveyed the message "he doesn't believe it at all" to Wang Chen, and then Wang Chen said that you can test it casually, he is absolutely impossible to be crooked, Cheng Haoyang then smiled charmingly and said, "Oh? Then I will not be polite .”

In the next second, Wang Chen and Cheng Haoyang were rolling on the big white bed. The muscles on Cheng Haoyang's body felt so fucking sensual, and Wang Chen touched them several times with envy and hatred.

Cheng Haoyang raised the corners of Wang Chen's eyes slightly, and said, "Baby, you are so enthusiastic." After speaking, he pouted and pressed towards him.

Wang Chen was so frightened that he woke up suddenly. With two huge dark circles under his eyes, he sat on the bed sleepily. Flushed down the toilet.

When he finished solving his physical needs and wandered back to his room dragging his slippers like a floating corpse, there was a sound of frying "here" coming from the kitchen. Wang Chen stopped, blinked his sleepy eyes, and looked towards the direction of the kitchen. After a while, I walked towards the kitchen very curiously.

When approaching the door, Wang Chen saw Cheng Haoyang wearing an apron frying poached eggs leisurely, steam was bubbling from the pan next to him, bread was baking on the bread machine, bringing a fragrant smell of bread, like a food symphony , seduce Wang Chen's taste buds.

Probably hearing the sound of slippers, Cheng Haoyang looked towards the door and was surprised, "Why did you wake up so early?"

It's been a while since I got along with Cheng Haoyang. Wang Chen has never seen him make breakfast, so he was so surprised that even his drowsiness disappeared, his eyes widened, and he said incredulously, "Why are you making breakfast?"

Cheng Haoyang shook the frying pan in his hand, lightly sprinkled some monosodium glutamate on top of the eggs, then out of the pan, he turned his head and replied: "Because the weather is fine today, and I'm in a good mood." When it was over, he grinned.

"Oh." Wang Chen walked into the kitchen, looked around, and muttered, "Only bread and milk."

"And porridge, how about it?" Cheng Haoyang opened the lid of the pot, and a smell of seafood porridge rolled out.

Wang Chen leaned over to watch carefully, the light yellow rice porridge was constantly rolling, bringing out bright red tender meat from time to time, which made people move their index fingers, and asked, "What kind of porridge is this?"

Cheng Haoyang took a spoon to scoop up some rice porridge, and handed it to Wang Chen's mouth, "Sea shrimp porridge, try it? Is it cooked?"

"I haven't brushed my teeth yet." Wang Chen shook his head.

"Then I'll give it a try." Cheng Haoyang tasted it himself, nodded in satisfaction, and said, "The taste is not bad."

"Is it very fresh?" Wang Chen stared at Cheng Haoyang, only feeling hungry in his stomach, and said anxiously: "I'll go brush my teeth first!"

Cheng Haoyang stirred the rice porridge slowly and said, "Then I'll scoop up a bowl for you to cool down."

The two finished their simple breakfast. Although the combination of poached eggs and shrimp porridge was a little weird, I have to say that Cheng Haoyang's craftsmanship is still very good. Wang Chen rubbed his belly, feeling a little emotional, thinking of him saying goodbye to breakfast for so many years, unexpectedly Broke the precept today.

He consciously took on the task of washing dishes, standing by the sink, and chatting with Cheng Haoyang for a while with the sound of splashing water.

Today's weather is really good. The bright sunshine is shining on the grass outside the window. There are some unknown wild flowers mixed in the fresh green grass. Under the sun, the body warmly stretches and attracts some bugs.The small insects with wings are like waving two small transparent fans, sometimes fluttering around the petals, sometimes falling into the grass to rest, appearing very lively.

Cheng Haoyang leaned against the kitchen window, and took in the small scenery outside the house. The sunlight fell on his hair, making him feel lazy.

"Why don't we clean the house today." Cheng Haoyang frowned, and suggested to Wang Chen.

Wang Chen, who was always lazy from the bottom of his heart when it came to work, immediately reacted: "Huh?" Thinking about how big the house is and how troublesome it is to clean, he couldn't help but want to cry.

Looking at his expression, Cheng Haoyang knew what was going on in his stomach, and said: "Well, after you wash the dishes, wipe the table, here and the living room."

Wang Chen returned dumbfounded: "Me? Alone?"

Cheng Haoyang raised his eyebrows, "What else? I'll take out the sheets and wash them."

Wang Chen immediately said flatteringly: "Then wash my clothes by the way."

The division of labor is very clear, there is a robot for sweeping the floor, Cheng Haoyang just needs to look at it, most of his clothes cannot be machine washed, they can only be dry cleaned, the rest are bed sheets, bedspreads, curtains and Wang Chen's clothes.

The curtains must be washed separately. Cheng Haoyang has a clear goal, a proper plan, and clear steps.

So in the huge house, the two were very busy. Wang Chen waved a feather duster and a rag and water passionately, "Hey, I really didn't dare to imagine that you are such a general manager."

Cheng Haoyang passed the living room with several washed sheets in his arms, and he couldn't help but wondered, "What's the matter?"

"It's just packing up, washing clothes and cooking. Shouldn't you, an elite like you, be in front of the computer all day, and several nannies at home are vying to do it?"

Cheng Haoyang replied naturally: "This kind of life is so boring. I have always flattered the view that life and work should complement each other. Cleaning the house is one of my enjoyments."

"I wish you were willing to enjoy it alone, and let me be a worldly person." Wang Chen couldn't help crying, so many tables, he wanted to die.

Cheng Haoyang smiled, "Any housework will feel cumbersome when done alone, and it is like hell, but you don't think that with one more person, no matter how cumbersome the housework is, it will become a container for communication. Just think about it." , the family that two people take care of together will be warm, isn't it?"

"Just blow it up, you just want me to be a laborer."

Cheng Haoyang smiled without saying a word.