Grandma, I want to talk to you about life

"Then... where are we going now?" Wang Xiaoming asked Yu Fengjing.

Yu Fengjing looked down at him, smiled and asked, "Then where do you want to go?"

Wang Xiaoming thought for a while, as an otaku, he rarely went out, and he didn't know where to go on a date... Could it be that he was going to an amusement park?But imagine the scene where he and Yu Fengjing are two big men holding hands and playing on the carousel in the playground... Wang Xiaoming is already drunk just by imagining it.

"... If there is nothing else to go, how about we go shopping and go back to my dormitory to have hot pot?" Yu Fengjing asked Wang Xiaoming with raised eyebrows.

"Hot pot?" Wang Xiaoming's eyes lit up immediately when he heard about eating, and now the weather is getting colder, and the hot pot seems to be pretty good.

"Well, let's go to the supermarket on the second floor to buy some ingredients, and go back to my dormitory to have hot pot," Yu Fengjing said with a smile, "Although it is against the rules to play hot pot in the dormitory, a college career is incomplete without having had hot pot in the dormitory... ..."

"Pfft, who said that?" Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but spout, "I remember the original saying that a college career is incomplete if you don't skip classes?"

"I said it," Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows, "...Let's go, let's go buy some food."

So Wang Xiaoming followed Yu Fengjing to the supermarket on the second floor. This supermarket was very big, but Yu Fengjing seemed to be quite familiar with this supermarket, so he led Wang Xiaoming to the vegetable selling area with ease.Seeing Yu Fengjing standing out among the crowd of aunts and aunts with a shopping basket, Wang Xiaoming felt both strange and warm in his heart.

...What is the sense of sight of this couple going grocery shopping together after get off work!

"Do you want to eat Chinese cabbage?" Yu Fengjing raised his head and asked Wang Xiaoming, his fingers looked slender and fair against the backdrop of the fresh and tender Chinese cabbage... When Wang Xiaoming came back to his senses, he quickly swallowed and nodded.

"Yeah, both are fine...but I prefer to eat lettuce."

"Okay," Yu Fengjing picked out a few lettuces with a fresh-keeping bag while smiling, then raised his head and asked Wang Xiaoming, "What else do you like to eat?"

"I can eat anything." Wang Xiaoming said honestly.

Yu Fengjing smiled slightly, then walked to the other side and picked some potatoes and enoki mushrooms.

Wang Xiaoming saw that they were all vegetarian, so he asked, "Can you get some meat? How can you eat only vegetarian food when you are cooking hot pot?"

"Well," Yu Fengjing said with a smile, "Go get some meatball and shrimp rolls?"

Wang Xiaoming drooled and followed, watching Yu Fengjing put meatballs into the fresh-keeping bag, he also helped to fill two spoonfuls, after filling, Yu Fengjing pinched Wang Xiaoming's face with the hand that had touched the freezer, in exchange for Wang Xiaoming's anger stare.

"Your body temperature is like a small stove," Yu Fengjing said seriously, "It will be very comfortable to hold you to sleep in winter..."

"What do you think I am? Someone who warms your bed?" Wang Xiaoming snorted, his eyes drifted away with guilt.

"...You were supposed to warm my bed." Yu Fengjing chuckled softly.

Wang Xiaoming stopped talking. He put his hands in the freezer and grabbed a small handful of clean crushed ice. Before Yu Fengjing could recover, he tore off Yu Fengjing's collar and stretched his hand in, removing the crushed ice stuck to his palms. A piece of it was wiped on Yu Fengjing's back.

Yu Fengjing paused for a while, before Yu Fengjing could react, Wang Xiaoming ran away laughing.

When Wang Xiaoming was in college, he often made hot pot with people in the dormitory, but they used an alcohol stove at that time. Although Wang Xiaoming was usually the one who was in charge of eating, he still knew more or less that making hot pot required cooking. What are you prepared for.

When Yu Fengjing came back from weighing and found Wang Xiaoming, he saw Wang Xiaoming squatting down to study the hot pot bottom ingredients under the shelf with a serious face.

"There are so many flavors in the current hot pot..." Seeing Yu Fengjing approaching, Wang Xiaoming told Yu Fengjing his new discovery with a miraculous expression, as if he didn't remember what bad things he did to Yu Fengjing just now.

Yu Fengjing smiled slightly, bent down and stretched his hand out from the collar of Wang Xiaoming's clothes, small pieces of crushed ice rolled from his palm into Wang Xiaoming's clothes, making Wang Xiaoming howling.

Wang Xiaoming jumped up, while shaking the broken ice on the back of his clothes, while staring at Yu Fengjing with teary eyes and aggrieved.

Yu Fengjing casually picked up a pack of hot pot base ingredients from the shelf: "This tastes better." After throwing the pack of hot pot base ingredients into the shopping basket, Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows and looked at the tearful Wang Xiaoming, curled his lips and asked :"Is it fun?"

"It's not fun," Wang Xiaoming snorted, feeling very aggrieved, "... I will never play with you again! Childish!"

"...I was wrong," Yu Fengjing looked at Wang Xiaoming, raised his eyebrows helplessly, and said, "Okay, don't be angry, what else do you want to eat?"

"I'm not angry," Wang Xiaoming felt very depressed. Why did he feel that since he and Yu Fengjing were together, he seemed to have become more and more childish... "Let's buy some more dumplings, mushroom and meat dumplings."

After picking out a bag of shiitake mushroom dumplings, the two bought some small bottles of soy sauce and other seasonings.

"It's almost there, let's go back." Yu Fengjing looked at the full items in the shopping basket, calculated that there was nothing missing, and said to Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming turned around and looked at a cabinet used to display cakes in the bakery area next to him. He thought for a while and said to Yu Fengjing, "Wait a while..." He then ran over patteringly.

Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows, and soon, less than a few minutes later, Wang Xiaoming came back with a small cake box in his hand.

Seeing Yu Fengjing, Wang Xiaoming pointed to the cake box in his hand: "How can you celebrate your birthday without a birthday cake?"

Yu Fengjing paused for a moment, then smiled lightly and said, "I haven't tried it for a long time, it feels like a birthday cake on my birthday."

Wang Xiaoming frowned and said, "Didn't you spend your birthday with your classmates?"

Yu Fengjing shook his head, said with a low smile, "Before I met you, I never felt that birthdays were anything to celebrate... After I started mixing with station B, I would at most participate in YY events organized by fans, but Two- The more lively it is in dimensional, the more lonely it will be in three dimensions.”

Wang Xiaoming stopped talking, and silently tugged at the pink ribbon on the cake box, not knowing what to say.

"Actually, I'm very grateful to my fans. If they hadn't been encouraging and supporting me," Yu Fengjing raised his hand and pinched the flesh on Wang Xiaoming's face, "Maybe I'm just a lonely autistic youth now... tonight There are also YY activities organized by fans on the Internet, shall we participate together?"

Every time Wang Xiaoming promotes a new book, Jidian also organizes some activities on YY to communicate with readers, but he never makes a sound, just typing. Fortunately, his hands are fast, so even if those readers swipe their screens quickly , He can also hold the audience alone.

So Wang Xiaoming is no stranger to YY activities... and he was a little excited to participate in Yu Fengjing's birthday party.

Seeing Wang Xiaoming nodding his head obediently, Yu Fengjing was very satisfied, he smiled and said, "Let's go, let's go back to make hot pot."

"...Mmm." Wang Xiaoming nodded.

When checking out at the cash register, the young and beautiful cashier asked if they needed plastic bags. Wang Xiaoming was about to nod when he heard Yu Fengjing refuse, "No need."

Wang Xiaoming was wondering, but saw Yu Fengjing take out a neatly folded reusable shopping bag, and then put things into the shopping bag one by one, Wang Xiaoming was puzzled while helping Yu Fengjing pack things.

After packing up the things, Yu Fengjing and Wang Xiaoming walked out of the supermarket carrying the environmental protection bag alone. Wang Xiaoming said to Yu Fengjing, "I didn't expect you to be quite environmentally friendly..."

Yu Fengjing smiled noncommittally, he looked at the words [Caring for the environment, everyone is responsible] on the environmental protection bag, and said to Wang Xiaoming: "This is one of the reasons, as for the other reason, you said that the dormitory manager watched you mention it. When you go back with a few bags of vegetables, you must have guessed that you are going to have a hot pot, can you go there?"

Wang Xiaoming looked at the tightly packed bags of vegetables in the shopping bag, and nodded with a sudden realization.

... The male god is simply too witty!

After returning to Yu Fengjing's dormitory, Wang Xiaoming heaved a sigh of relief. He hadn't been a student for many years. When he and Yu Fengjing walked into the dormitory gate just now, he felt a little guilty. Fortunately, Yu Fengjing was very calm and did not attract the dorm manager's suspicious gaze at all. ...Praise the male god's acting skills!

"Close the curtains." Yu Fengjing took out several bags of vegetables from the shopping bag, took them to the balcony to wash, and said to Wang Xiaoming. Hearing this, Wang Xiaoming reached out and closed the curtains on both sides.

He watched Yu Fengjing washing the vegetables, and very rarely, he leaned over to help. You must know that when he went out to make hot pot with others, he was always the one in charge of eating.Yu Fengjing shared a bag of lettuce from Wang Xiaoming, and Wang Xiaoming squatted obediently while washing the lettuce, watching Yu Fengjing skillfully peeling potato chips, Wang Xiaoming suddenly said, "I think we are like a young couple now... Hahahaha..."

"...Aren't we?" Yu Fengjing said calmly without raising his head.

Wang Xiaoming snorted softly, lowered his head and washed the vegetables seriously.

After processing the ingredients, Yu Fengjing took out the induction cooker from the cabinet, and explained to Wang Xiaoming: "We are not allowed to make hot pot in the dormitory. Induction cookers are illegal items, but many people secretly make hot pot in the dormitory, so Many people’s dormitories have induction cookers, and they have to be put away every time someone comes to check.”

Wang Xiaoming understood. At that time, his students and teachers seemed to be fighting guerrilla warfare. They understood and understood very well.

After Yu Fengjing finished the induction cooker, he began to add water and hot pot base ingredients to the pot. Smelling the aroma, Wang Xiaoming felt very hungry, but he could only stare at Yu Fengjing eagerly. Seeing Yu Fengjing's longing eyes, he suddenly felt a little nervous. Unable to bear it, he said helplessly, "Don't wait around here, the more you look at it, the more hungry you become, or you can play computer for a while and divert your attention..."

Wang Xiaoming swallowed a mouthful of saliva, obediently returned to the computer, and turned on the computer.

Yu Fengjing's computer was well configured and the network speed was fast. After a while, it turned on, and then Yu Fengjing's penguin automatically logged in.

"Your penguin has automatically logged in..." Wang Xiaoming turned his head and said.

"It's okay, I didn't mess with men behind your back, I'm not guilty." Yu Fengjing said with a smile.

"...You said it," Wang Xiaoming suddenly began to gossip, "I want to check your chat records, if I find out that you are messing with men and women, I will... I will..."

"How about you?"

"I'll bite you!" Wang Xiaoming said viciously, poking open Yu Fengjing's penguin panel, intending to see Yu Fengjing's chat group, and then he saw a group - my wife is a slut (1/1)

...Fuck!

Wang Xiaoming poked open the group and saw that the profile picture was very familiar, um, it was his, but this note... I really want to make Lao Wang cry! What the hell is that!

Wang Xiaoming twitched the corner of his mouth, pointed at the screen and asked Yu Fengjing, "Can you explain... what's going on with this grouping and notes?"

"..." Yu Fengjing glanced at it, and then fell suspiciously silent.

"What do you mean my daughter-in-law is a slut? What do you mean you want to make Lao Wang cry?" Wang Xiaoming felt that the whole person was a bit bad... Where is the high-cold male god that was agreed? !Although he already knew that Yu Fengjing was not an aloof male god, would his image be ruined so thoroughly?

Yu Fengjing smiled lowly and said, "It literally means..."

Wang Xiaoming snorted: "I don't want to chat with hooligans anymore!"... As he spoke, he flipped through Yu Fengjing's recent chat records, wanting to see if Yu Fengjing had sex with other people. Found it, hum!

"Don't worry," Yu Fengjing said with a light smile, "I don't play hooligans with others... I only play hooligans with you."

Then, Wang Xiaoming turned to Yu Fengjing and Han Yuedao's chat history, Wang Xiaoming's eyes flashed, and he thought, what the hell!This must be checked!Hanyue Knife must be the focus of investigation!

Then Wang Xiaoming poked open the chat history between Yu Fengjing and Han Yuedao, and then he _(:зゝ∠)_.

Yu Fengjing's remark on Hanyue Dao is normal, it is the name of Hanyue Dao. In fact, Wang Xiaoming just found out that Yu Fengjing didn't seem to have remarked on anyone else except him. This made Wang Xiaoming feel a little happy, but after watching Yu Fengjing and Han After the Yuedao chat record, he could no longer be happy——

Certain year, certain month, certain day

Jingyu: Laohan, I feel like I'm gay

Hanyue Knife: Pfft...

Jingyu: I watched a live broadcast today, the UP owner was a man, and then I hardened Hanyue Dao: Pfft...

Jingyu: Then I slapped it, but I didn't give up, I went to watch it again, and then I hardened Hanyue Dao: Pfft...

Jingyu: So, in this situation, do you think I'm crooked?Stop puffing, wait online, hurry up... damn it!

The crap in Wang Xiaoming's heart was like a runaway horse that couldn't be dragged. He pointed to the screen and asked Yu Fengjing with the corner of his mouth twitching: "You, you, you actually asked something like Hanyue Dao..."

Looking at Wang Xiaoming's complicated expression, Yu Fengjing sighed helplessly, stretched out his hand to hold Wang Xiaoming in his arms, and said, "I'm not born crooked, it's the first time I find myself reacting to a man, of course I feel a little flustered, In that case, I didn’t know who to ask such questions, so I had to find Lao Han to ask.”

"I have known Lao Han for a long time, and I know that he is not the kind of person who talks nonsense, so I went to ask him."

Wang Xiaoming snorted, and said: "...When you encounter this kind of problem, you subconsciously go to him. You really have an unusual relationship with him. Tell me honestly, are you messing with men and women?"

"No," Yu Fengjing said with a light smile, "I only mess with you, now, and in the future, for the rest of my life."

Wang Xiaoming sniffed the scent in the air, pushed Yu Fengjing's kidney with his elbow, and interrupted Yu Fengjing's affectionate words: "...It seems to be ok, go and put some food, put the meatballs first."

Yu Fengjing glanced at Wang Xiaoming silently, then, under Wang Xiaoming's anxious gaze, he sighed, turned around and poured meatballs into the boiling water.

"Put more pee beef balls, hehe."

"……Um."

“There are also pink fresh shrimp balls~”

"……it is good."