Grandma, I want to talk to you about life

After entering the elevator, Yu Fengjing looked down at the time, then raised his head and asked Wang Xiaoming: "What time did you make an appointment with your editor to pick up your luggage from him?"

After thinking for a few seconds, Wang Xiaoming said, "Go after breakfast and bring your luggage back early."

"Well," Yu Fengjing chuckled, stretched out his hand to pinch Wang Xiaoming's cheek, and said, "After taking the luggage, let's go buy some daily necessities."

"It feels like we are living as a young couple now~" Wang Xiaoming laughed.

"We are." Yu Fengjing smiled.

"...By the way, I suddenly remembered a very important question." Wang Xiaoming suddenly paused, then fixedly looked at Yu Fengjing, and asked him, "Can you cook?"

Yu Fengjing also paused, then smiled and said: "I can make something simple, but the taste is average."

"Male god, you are an all-round male god! You can even cook!" In Wang Xiaoming's eyes, a man who can cook is simply a male god!Therefore, his small eyes looking at Jing Yu immediately turned into star eyes.

"I can't even cook." Wang Xiaoming pointed his fingers silently, "Suddenly I feel like a good-for-nothing..."

"It's okay." Seeing that the hair on Wang Xiaoming's head was drooping, Yu Fengjing was suddenly amused, and he stretched out his hand to poke Wang Xiaoming's cheek, "I'll support you."

"...No! I can't be such a waste," Wang Xiaoming suddenly raised his head, clenched his fists as if he had made some great determination, "I must learn to cook! I will enroll in the New Oriental chef class tomorrow!"

"Are you sure?" Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Hmph, don't underestimate me! I'm a man who keeps his word!" Wang Xiaoming gritted his teeth in disbelief, feeling that he was being looked down upon... Does he look like such a man with no determination? !

...although, he is.

"Okay," Yu Fengjing smiled helplessly, "I believe in you, come on."

"Hmph, I'll search for recipes online tomorrow! I must learn how to cook!" Wang Xiaoming gave Yu Fengjing a glare.

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it," Yu Fengjing chuckled, "Here we are, let's go."

When the elevator reached the first floor, the door opened automatically, and Yu Fengjing walked out carrying Wang Xiaoming.

It was early morning at this time, the morning sun poured down through the dense treetops and leaves, casting speckled light spots on the ground, breathing the fresh air in the morning, Wang Xiaoming stretched a big lazy waist... and immediately Just clutching his sore waist, he silently gave Yu Fengjing a look.

Yu Fengjing noticed Wang Xiaoming's strangeness, and asked him softly: "What's the matter, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"You still said," Wang Xiaoming glared at him silently, "Who told you to be so... so rascal last night!"

"It was only done once yesterday." Yu Fengjing said calmly.

"...But you've been doing it for so long!" Wang Xiaoming blushed and felt guilty, he couldn't help but look around, and found no one noticed them, so he blushed and continued, "I have seven times a night, 10 minutes each time, You once a night, seven 10 minutes each time! One section is better than six sections or something! Nanfu battery, you!" After speaking, he blushed and was incoherent.

Although Yu Fengjing did it only once last night, but he did it for the whole night! ...And the most important thing is that in the dream, Yu Fengjing pinned him down several times... In reality and in the dream, counting with his fingers, there must be no less than seven times!

"Here we are, the breakfast shop is right in front." Yu Fengjing pointed to a breakfast shop not far away, and pinched Wang Xiaoming's cheek, who was obviously wandering away.

"Oh..." Wang Xiaoming came back to his senses, and followed Yu Fengjing into the breakfast shop.

This is a very ordinary breakfast restaurant, decorated very plainly, it can even be said that there is no decorative decoration at all, a few simple wooden tables, a few simple wooden chairs, and a few ceiling fans hanging on the ceiling, There is an old TV hanging on the wall, but although the decoration of this store is very simple, there are quite a few guests who come to have breakfast.

After finding an empty table and sitting down, Wang Xiaoming took a look at the environment of the breakfast shop. This breakfast shop is not big, and there are only two staff members in the whole shop, a middle-aged man, a middle-aged woman, and the fat one The middle-aged man was enthusiastically fiddling with the steamer with his sleeves rolled up to make rice rolls, while the middle-aged woman was busy clearing the table and serving dishes.

They seem to be a couple. The middle-aged man is very silent, and rarely speaks except to ask his wife to bring breakfast to the guests, while the wife will greet the visitors warmly. Probably the people who come are usually regular customers from the neighborhood, so they relationship is very familiar.

But even though middle-aged couples rarely speak to each other, the tacit understanding between them is obvious. When a middle-aged man wipes the sweat off his forehead, the middle-aged woman will hand over a towel. After the middle-aged man wipes his sweat, the middle-aged The woman will take the towel and put it on the back of the chair.

Wang Xiaoming stared at the couple for a while, couldn't help poking Yu Fengjing, and said to him, "If we grow old, will we be like them?"

Yu Fengjing chuckled lightly and said, "What do you think?"

"...I think it's good for them to do this," Wang Xiaoming said sincerely, seeing the middle-aged woman bending over to clear the table while greeting regular customers with a smile, "Although it's plain, it's very warm."

"Then when we get old, we will also open a breakfast restaurant?" Yu Fengjing said with a light smile, resting his chin with one hand.

Wang Xiaoming glanced silently at the middle-aged man wearing a big vest and red old man's pants, and couldn't help but imagine the middle-aged Yu Fengjing in a big vest and old man's pants... The next second, although he was middle-aged, he was still handsome The middle-aged Yu Fengjing, wearing a big white vest, big red pants, and cross slippers appeared in Wang Xiaoming's mind.

"Forget it, you don't look handsome in big pants!" Wang Xiaoming immediately threw the picture of Yu Fengjing wearing the old man's pants out of his mind.

"Why do I wear big underpants?" Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows.

"Everyone who cooks breakfast must wear big underpants. This is the basic setting, just like all fortune tellers are blind," Wang Xiaoming said naturally, "Why hasn't our breakfast come yet? I'm so hungry." After the physical activity at night, Wang Xiaoming was so hungry that his chest was stuck to his back.

"Here we come," just as Wang Xiaoming finished speaking, the kind-hearted middle-aged woman came over with the rice rolls and porridge they ordered. After skillfully putting down the porridge and rice rolls, the middle-aged woman did not forget to say hello, "You guys Is this your first time?"

"Well," Yu Fengjing smiled, "We just moved here yesterday."

"That's what I said," the middle-aged woman smiled kindly, "I've never seen such a handsome child like you before."

Wang Xiaoming blushed a little from the compliment, but before he felt embarrassed, the middle-aged woman was already smiling to greet other guests.

Yu Fengjing skillfully poured soy sauce and sesame seeds into the sausage rolls. After pouring just the right amount, he pushed one of the dishes in front of Wang Xiaoming. Wang Xiaoming was a little dissatisfied and said, "You don't have to do everything for me. I'm not helpless." No feet."

"Okay," Yu Fengjing said, while pulling out two pairs of chopsticks from the chopstick holder, washed them in hot water, and handed one pair to Wang Xiaoming.

Habitually took Yu Fengjing's washed chopsticks, and after Wang Xiaoming ate two mouthfuls of rice rolls, he realized that Yu Fengjing actually did things for him again.

Seeing that Yu Fengjing lowered his head to help him stir and blow the hot porridge, Wang Xiaoming frowned and said, "I'll blow it myself..." Before he finished speaking, Yu Fengjing raised his head again, scooped up a spoon and blown it The cold porridge was handed to Wang Xiaoming's mouth.

Wang Xiaoming subconsciously opened his mouth, took a mouthful of hot porridge with a moderate temperature, and the fragrance of preserved egg and lean meat porridge spread from his mouth, and immediately he felt that every cell in his body was lying comfortably.

"Is it delicious?" Yu Fengjing chuckled.

Wang Xiaoming murmured with a mouthful of hot porridge in his mouth.

After swallowing the porridge in his mouth, Wang Xiaoming was about to say let me do it myself, when Yu Fengjing took another spoonful of hot porridge and handed it to Wang Xiaoming's mouth, Wang Xiaoming had no choice but to open his mouth to eat it again.

In this way, Wang Xiaoming was fed half a bowl of porridge by Yu Fengjing. After eating the last mouthful of hot porridge, Wang Xiaoming finally couldn't help but ask, "Why do you suddenly have a sudden whim...Hey me." People noticed them, otherwise they would definitely be live-streamed with dogs like them who feed each other breakfast by the spoonful.Even a homosexual show of affection must be burned!The dog man must die! ".

Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly.

Wang Xiaoming stretched out his foot from under the table and kicked Yu Fengjing's knee with his calf, saying, "Say it quickly!"

"I posted on the forum before and asked what to do when I get up the next day after finishing the last step with the person I like," Yu Fengjing said calmly with a smile, "Someone said that when I wake up the next day, I have to feed the person I like porridge. You left in a hurry, I didn't have time to feed you the porridge, so I'll make it up this time."

"...What kind of forum would talk so nonsense?" Wang Xiaoming was speechless, who made the rule that after getting up the next day, he would feed porridge to another person?He had never heard of such a setting!

"XX Forum." Yu Fengjing chuckled.

Wang Xiaoming: "..."

Isn't this the emotional forum where he often hangs out?He even posted a few posts on it before asking about his relationship with Yu Fengjing!If Yu Fengjing is also on that forum... Doesn't that mean that Yu Fengjing has probably seen his posts?Posting a post on a forum to ask about your relationship results in the person seeing the post, it sounds like... why is it that there is still a bit of emotion?

"But you help me with everything," Wang Xiaoming recalled the previous question again, and couldn't help but say, "What if I become a good-for-nothing who can't do anything?"

"It's okay," Yu Fengjing clamped Wang Xiaoming's restless kicking feet with his slender legs, and smiled slightly, "I spoil you, and no one will want you in the future. In that case, I will be the only one who wants you, and you will be forever." It’s just me, isn’t that great?”

"What's the matter?" Wang Xiaoming struggled to pull his foot out, "I'm spoiled, what if you don't want me anymore?"

Yu Fengjing said calmly, "Impossible." Wang Xiaoming's feet were tightly clamped between his legs under the table.

Wang Xiaoming wanted to say something, but Yu Fengjing fed a mouthful of rice rolls when he opened his mouth, and he subconsciously swallowed it.

"Fresh shrimp rice rolls, how does it taste?" Yu Fengjing stuffed another mouthful of rice rolls into his mouth after feeding Wang Xiaoming, "The shrimps in this store are all fresh, very hygienic."

Wang Xiaoming chewed it twice, his eyes lit up immediately, the shrimps were fragrant and chewy, fresh and sweet, and he finally understood why this shop had so many customers even though they were small.

After breakfast, Wang Xiaoming took Yu Fengjing to Bixia's house to pick up his luggage.

Wang Xiaoming took Yu Fengjing to find Bixia's home according to the address that Bixia sent in the text message. Bixia's home was in a rather high-end apartment complex. After explaining their intentions to the guard, Yu Fengjing and Wang Xiaoming was let go.

After ringing the doorbell of Bixia's house, Bixia came to open the door after waiting for about 5 minutes.

Bi Xia, who was only wearing bathrobe-like pajamas, had an expression of waking up, and his facial features were clearer and more profound because he did not wear gold-rimmed glasses. Wang Xiaoming found that Bi Xia was actually pretty good... Of course, in In the eyes, no one is as handsome as his man.

"Why so early?" Bi Xia looked impatient.

"It's already 08:30, it's time to get up long ago!" Wang Xiaoming, who is habitually lying in bed, said without blushing or panting.

Bixia scratched her hair irritably, and invited Wang Xiaoming and the others in.

Bixia's home is just like him, full of cool colors, black marble floors, dark blue curtains, and all decorations are rational and orderly, without any redundant and useless decorations or furniture, all decorations They are very particular about the utilization of space, without occupying any extra space, and it looks like a house that people like social elites would live in.

That's why Wang Xiaoming's large suitcases seemed particularly abrupt and disharmonious.

Despite having an angry expression on his face, Bi Xia poured two glasses of water for Yu Fengjing and Wang Xiaoming.

After taking a sip of water, Wang Xiaoming and Yu Fengjing discussed how to carry the luggage. With so much luggage, they couldn't carry it back with only four hands, so they discussed calling a taxi. Fortunately, Wang Xiaoming just picked some important luggage and brought them here. Otherwise, they don't know what year and month they will move to.

After loading all the luggage into the taxi he called, Wang Xiaoming went to bid farewell to Bixia and thanked Bixia. Bixia, who was gradually waking up, put on the gold-rimmed glasses and said rationally and calmly: "You are welcome, but you and you After your little boyfriend lives together, don’t forget to update, or I’ll go to the comment section of your article to expose your current address, and wait for your readers to mail you bombs and nuclear weapons.”

"...Fuck, do you want to be so ruthless!" Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but want to ask, what is the most basic trust between people?

"By the way, expose the fact that you like men," Bixia said calmly, "Maybe there will be gay readers throwing arms at you by then."

Thinking about it this way...he is still a little...no!He didn't expect it!

How could his readers be as handsome as his male god!

"Don't worry, I will urge him to update." Before Wang Xiaoming had time to express his loyalty and swear to the death that he would only love the male god, Yu Fengjing had already walked over, and stretched out his hand to hold Wang Xiaoming into his arms, protecting him. Wang Xiaoming's waist.

"Remember what you said, if you don't do your duty to remind you," Bi Xia pushed his glasses coldly, "... there will be other gay readers who will love him for you."

"There won't be that chance." Yu Fengjing smiled.

Wang Xiaoming: "..."

Before Wang Xiaoming had time to say anything, Yu Fengjing turned his head, pinched the tip of his nose lightly with his hands, and asked with a low smile, "Is that right?"

Wang Xiaoming: "Yes!"

...The aura of the life-saving male god suddenly became terrifying!Is it blackened? !

but--

Even the blackened male god is still hot and handsome~_(:зゝ∠)_