Grandma, I want to talk to you about life

After moving all the luggage home, Wang Xiaoming rolled up his sleeves and started tidying up the house with Yu Fengjing.

Although Yu Fengjing had already cleaned up the house briefly before, but he didn't clean up the details very carefully, so after bringing all his luggage back, Wang Xiaoming rolled up his sleeves and suggested a big cleaning.

Wang Xiaoming was not usually a diligent person, but when he thought that he was going to live with Yu Fengjing soon, he became very motivated and wished he could grow out of his head and six arms to clean up.

Wang Xiaoming found a few old clothes that he didn't like anymore from his suitcase, cut them into rags, and then, together with Yu Fengjing, wiped the window glass, TV cabinet and so on.

The two of them worked hard for four or five hours of cleaning, and finally cleaned all the corners of the house. Although it didn't look much different from before, in Wang Xiaoming's eyes, it looked completely new.

"I'm so tired..." Wang Xiaoming fell headlong on the sofa and didn't want to move, "I'm so hungry..."

Yu Fengjing looked at Wang Xiaoming who was lying on the sofa alone, reached out and patted his buttocks, and said, "Get up, let's go out for dinner."

"I'm so tired, I don't want to move," Wang Xiaoming buried his head in the sofa and rubbed, "You can buy it and give it to me..."

"Let's go together." Yu Fengjing stretched out his hand to pull Wang Xiaoming up, but Wang Xiaoming continued to lie on the sofa and didn't want to move.

"Then shall we order takeaway?" Yu Fengjing said helplessly, not wanting to leave Wang Xiaoming at home alone.

"Yeah," Wang Xiaoming finally got up, "I want to eat pork chop rice!"

"You looked listless just now, are you so energetic now?" Yu Fengjing pinched the tip of Wang Xiaoming's nose and chuckled.

Seeing Yu Fengjing sitting down next to him, Wang Xiaoming buried his head on Yu Fengjing's knee and rubbed it, and said vaguely, "Mmm, I'm hungry, let's order takeaway~"

Yu Fengjing started calling to order takeaway.

"I want to eat pork chop rice, and curry beef rice," Wang Xiaoming rubbed his face on Yu Fengjing's thigh, "I also want to eat spaghetti with cheese and bolognese sauce, Yangzhou fried rice, fried rice with tomato and eggs... I want them all eat."

"If you rub against me again, I'll be hard." Yu Fengjing said calmly.

"...I want pork chop rice." Wang Xiaoming raised his head silently, looking at Yu Fengjing expectantly.

Seeing Wang Xiaoming's expectant eyes, Yu Fengjing skillfully called and ordered takeaway.

After ordering the takeaway, Wang Xiaoming heaved a sigh of relief and fell on Yu Fengjing's lap. The next moment, he suddenly remembered what Yu Fengjing said just now, and immediately raised his head again. Who would have thought that Yu Fengjing chuckled and said, "Takeaway It will take at least an hour to come, and there is still such a long time, why don't we do something else to divert our attention." While talking, he pressed Wang Xiaoming's head down, so that Wang Xiaoming's face was buried in his between the thighs.

Wang Xiaoming: "..."

It must be his illusion that the male god's hooligan skills are becoming more and more proficient!

Although the weather is getting colder and it gets dark earlier, looking at the dying sunset outside the window, Wang Xiaoming can't help but have a faint sense of prostitution in the daytime... "No, that will only make you hungrier. !" He tried to raise his head, trying to let Yu Fengjing see the seriousness in his eyes.

"Then what do you think we are going to do?" Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows.

Wang Xiaoming felt it with the sense of crisis like a small animal, and found that Yu Fengjing, who was lying on his knees, was a little ready to move. He was afraid that Yu Fengjing would really be hard the next moment if he didn't get up, so he quickly got up and said: "Let's go Let's turn on the computer and play!" Without waiting for Yu Fengjing to turn his head, he ran into the room and carried his notebooks out.

After sitting side by side with Yu Fengjing on the sofa, Wang Xiaoming turned on the computer, logged into his own penguin, and helped Yu Fengjing log into the penguin... Then after thinking about it, he logged into his own penguin alias again.

Soon, the three little penguin heads jumped together in a row in the lower right corner.

Wang Xiaoming poked them open one by one, the only groups that could jump on his large account were the Jidian Dashen group, because his other groups were blocked at all times, while the groups on his small account were his The girl fan group and the No. [-] fan group of Stormy Storm, and the group that jumps on the Penguin of Stormy Storm, besides a few fan groups, there are also several game fellowship groups.

After saying hello to the masters of Jidian first, Wang Xiaoming poked open Yu Fengjing's fan groups secretly, wanting to peek at the daily life of Yu Fengjing's fan groups, but he found——

Tulip: Aw, Aw, Shocking Rain is online~ Good evening, male god~ (╯3╰)

Sunflower: Male god, male god, I want to give birth to you~>3

Cornflower: Goddess, I want to give you a monkey~>333<Violet: Goddess, I want to give you a zoo~>3333<Calla lily: Goddess, I want to give you a Milky Way~>33333 <...

Wang Xiaoming glanced at Yu Fengjing quietly.

"So many girls want to give birth to you..."

Yu Fengjing paused, smiled helplessly, and rubbed Wang Xiaoming's cheeks: "Why are you so jealous?"

"Hmph~" Wang Xiaoming turned his face away, and continued to read the group news unhappily.

After a while, the fan group of the girl that Wang Xiaoming added also jumped up, and Wang Xiaoming poked it open——

Protagonist Jiyou’s lifetime push: Seeing that the author is online~ I want to give you a fanart of the author! (<ゝω·)～☆The main character, Jiyou, has a bunch of friends: CP, do you have a radar? (<ゝω·)～☆The protagonist’s chubby times: The author is so big, I want to make a fan MV for you! (<ゝω·)～☆The big fat times of friends: The author, I want to give you a lot of little tricks! (<ゝω·)～☆Shi Cheng weeps ghosts and gods: ...

Shi Cheng weeps ghosts and gods: I don’t want

Protagonist Jiyou’s lifetime push: Then author, please give me a baby!

The protagonist Jiyou gave birth to a bunch of friends: The author, I want you to give me two children!

The protagonist's chubby times: The author, I want you to give me three children!

Jiyou's big fat times: The author, I want you to give me four children!

……enough!

He is not a sow, how could he give birth so well? !

Wait, no, that's not the point...

The point is why all of Yu Fengjing's girl fans want to give birth to Yu Fengjing's children, but when they come to him, they become girl fans and want him to give birth to them?Something seems wrong?

Seeing the words of the girls on the screen, Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows, lightly pinched Wang Xiaoming's cheek and said, "Huh? So many girls want you to give birth to them?"

"I can't give birth..." Wang Xiaoming retorted weakly.

"Huh?" Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows.

Before Wang Xiaoming could figure out what to reply to these girls, Yu Fengjing snatched the notebook and tapped the keyboard with his ten fingers to reply to the girls——

Shi Chengqi ghosts and gods: He can only give me a child in this life^_^

Wang Xiaoming: "..."

The protagonist Jiyou tweeted in his life: Awwwwowwow, could this tone be the author's and everyone's little attack?

The protagonist has a bunch of friends: I bet the upstairs of Wumaolou is the author's attack!Could it be the storm!

The protagonist's chubby times: The storm is big? !Awhhhhhh, this kind of doting tone is simply too much~> A< Jiyou’s big fat times: Awhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Shi Chengqi ghosts and gods: ah ha ha ha actually my cat typed that paragraph just now!

Protagonist Jiyou’s lifetime push: 233333 Author, you stupid and cute, don’t make excuses!

The protagonist, Jiyou, has a bunch of friends: How could a cat know how to type? Stop joking 2333333!

The protagonist's fat times: how do cats type?Is it rolling? !Maoroll keyboard hahahahaha o(*≧▽≦) ツ┏━┓ Jiyou’s big fat times: The stupid and cute author even made such stupid excuses, it’s so cute and cat roll keyboard is obviously like this→ASJLK%^% *QI (FYHJVBNSDFG Wang Xiaoming: "..."

After thinking silently for a few seconds, Wang Xiaoming decided——

Shi Cheng weeps ghosts and gods: ASJLK%^%*QI (FYHJVBNSDFG Protagonist Jiyou’s lifetime tweet: Ahahaha stupid and cute Do you want to express that your cat is really rolling the keyboard!

The protagonist, Jiyou, has a bunch of friends: Hahahaha, it's too stupid and cute, I can't hold it anymore!

The protagonist's little fat times: I really want to take this stupid and cute home>A<My friend's big fat times: Stupid and stupid, is it for sale o(*≧▽≦)ツ┏━┓Yu Fengjing endured a laugh After a long time, the shoulder next to Wang Xiaoming trembled slightly.

Wang Xiaoming glared at him faintly.

Yu Fengjing took Wang Xiaoming's notebook and typed on the keyboard with a suppressed smile.

Shicheng Weeping Ghosts and Gods: Stupid cuteness is a private exclusive product, not for sale^_^

Protagonist Jiyou’s Lifetime Push: Although I know that the one I’m typing now is a small attack by the author and everyone, it still gives me a refined sense of sight.

The protagonist’s little fat times: It’s really doting on you, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-o- o

……

After messing around with the girls in the reader group, Wang Xiaoming felt that his happiness level increased by 5.00%~ Now he finally understands why so many people like to show affection in various public places on Weibo~ Showing affection is really exciting Satisfied and joyful~ After Wang Xiaoming finished being happy, Yu Fengjing's penguin jumped up again.

Wang Xiaoming poked it open and saw that it was a private chat with a girl.

Jingyuda, I want to give you a baby: Jingyuda~ Well, I have liked you for a long time>////<Jingyuda, I want to give you a baby: I have liked your video for a long time>////< Jingyuda, I want to give birth to you: Well, Jingyuda, do you have a girlfriend>////<Wang Xiaoming looked at Yu Fengjing silently, pinched his thigh and asked: "Be honest, do you have a girlfriend every day?" Girl fans want to chat with you privately to confess?"

Yu Fengjing was pinched by Wang Xiaoming's thigh, and he didn't dodge, but just smiled helplessly, and said, "How could it be every day, occasionally."

"That is to say, there are many girl fans who have talked to you privately to confess?" Wang Xiaoming suddenly felt a sour feeling in his heart... No, only sour, not sour!Not only on Penguin, but also private messages on Weibo and station B must have many confessions!And barrage!There is also a comment section! ...How many rivals does he have? !

"It's not a confession, it's just that I like my live broadcast." Yu Fengjing said calmly.

"How many rivals have you provoked for me?" Wang Xiaoming silently glanced at Yu Fengjing, then pinched his inner thigh, "You are a man who attracts bees and butterflies and flowers and grass!"

Yu Fengjing chuckled lightly, and said, "Don't scratch your thigh, it will become hard."

Wang Xiaoming: "...I'm obviously pinching! Where's the scratching?"

"This strength is about the same as scratching," Yu Fengjing said seriously, "Don't touch my thigh, it will be really hard if you touch it again."

Wang Xiaoming: "...huh."

Wang Xiaoming silently moved his hand from Yu Fengjing's lap, put it on the keyboard and started typing, and replied to the girl——

Jingyu: I don't have a girlfriend^_^

... Jingyu should speak in this tone, right?

Jingyu: But I have a boyfriend

After typing this line, Wang Xiaoming smiled, as if he let out a long breath, and silently made up in his mind that he had planted a small flag on Yu Fengjing's fertile soil, and wrote, "This place already has an owner~ Don't even think about coming here!" loose soil~"

After seeing what Wang Xiaoming typed, Yu Fengjing hugged Wang Xiaoming into his arms and laughed. Wang Xiaoming felt that Yu Fengjing's chest vibrated slightly as he pressed against his chest. The skin behind the ear was itchy.

"Xiao Ming," Yu Fengjing chuckled in Wang Xiaoming's ear, "I really can't help being hard...I can't help but eat you."

Wang Xiaoming felt it with the sense of crisis like a small animal, and felt that the current situation was very bad. Just when he threw his books aside and was about to get up and run away, Yu Fengjing had already pushed him down on the sofa from behind, and Yu Fengjing was boiling hot. His chest was attached to Wang Xiaoming's back, like a wolf pounced on a lamb, and then began to bite the prey from behind.

"I'm hungry..." Wang Xiaoming groaned, struggling desperately, "I want to eat!"

"I'm hungry too," Yu Fengjing lay on Wang Xiaoming's back, put his hands on his sides, and whispered in his ear, "I want to eat you..."

"Eat first!" Wang Xiaoming struggled desperately unwillingly, his body slid back and forth on the sofa like an earthworm, trying to throw Yu Fengjing off his back.

"Eat you first." Yu Fengjing leaned over Wang Xiaoming and said with a chuckle, and blew the breath into Wang Xiaoming's ears. Wang Xiaoming couldn't help trembling slightly when he was touched by Yu Fengjing's breath.

"Eat first..." Wang Xiaoming's struggle strength has gradually weakened.

"I'll eat you first..." Yu Fengjing said while sticking out the tip of his tongue to lick Wang Xiaoming's earlobe. The warm breath tinged with wetness made Wang Xiaoming feel a numbness spreading to his limbs. Straight to the top of the head.

The strength of Wang Xiaoming's struggle finally disappeared.

Just when Yu Fengjing's hand penetrated into Wang Xiaoming's clothes, lingering wantonly on Wang Xiaoming's smooth skin, while Wang Xiaoming's eyes were blurred and his whole body was weak, a discordant doorbell broke the ambiguity of the room——

"Ding dong~"

"Open the door! Deliver food!"

Accompanied by the loud voice of the delivery guy, the doorbell rang again. Yu Fengjing reluctantly lay on Wang Xiaoming's back and continued to kiss Wang Xiaoming's neck, but Wang Xiaoming elbowed him against his chest.

"Hungry, open the door quickly." Wang Xiaoming buried his face in the sofa and moaned.

Yu Fengjing lowered his head and took a bite on the back of Wang Xiaoming's neck, grinding his teeth. Just when Wang Xiaoming thought Yu Fengjing would bite down, Yu Fengjing finally got up and went to open the door.

When Yu Fengjing returned to the living room with a bag of takeaways, Wang Xiaoming was already sitting cross-legged on the sofa waiting for dinner. Like a dog, his eyes blinked "pikapika～☆".

Yu Fengjing seemed to be able to see the fluffy tail wagging behind Wang Xiaoming's buttocks, so he couldn't help reaching out and touching the top of Wang Xiaoming's soft head.

Yu Fengjing opened the takeaway box, and the smell of pork chop rice immediately spread in the living room, Wang Xiaoming's stomach immediately gurgled, and he couldn't wait to eat it.

After the two quickly settled the delivery, Wang Xiaoming lay down on the sofa feeling his swollen belly.

"Are you full?" Yu Fengjing put his hand in from the hem of Wang Xiaoming's jacket, and touched Wang Xiaoming's round belly.

"Hmm~" Wang Xiaoming burped in satisfaction.

"You're full, so now it's my turn to eat?" Yu Fengjing chuckled.

"Wait, it's not suitable for strenuous exercise after eating just now..." Wang Xiaoming quickly turned over and tried to get up, but Yu Fengjing turned back calmly the next moment. Lie back on the sofa like a bastard with his feet on his back.

"It's okay, I will be very gentle..." Yu Fengjing smiled lowly.

"No matter how gentle it is, it's impossible not to be violent!" Wang Xiaoming was pressed on the sofa with one hand by Yu Fengjing, unable to get up no matter how hard he tried, but still struggling desperately to defend the little chrysanthemum, "You will press my stomach! I just ate enough! You touch it, it’s still so bulging! What if you vomit me up in a while?!"

After Wang Xiaoming finished speaking, Yu Fengjing really paused.

Seeing that his words were effective, Wang Xiaoming immediately continued moaning and chirping, "What if I'm crushed by you so much that I vomit all over you... Humph..."

After Yu Fengjing seemed to be seriously thinking about it for a few seconds, he suddenly smiled and said, "Then you should be on top, so that I won't press your stomach."

Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a long time before he slowly came back to his senses - what Yu Fengjing meant, was that what he thought? !

Yu Fengjing was willing to suffer for him, this must be true love!

... Before Wang Xiaoming could finish being touched, Yu Fengjing smiled lightly and continued, "Let's ride~ ride."

Wang Xiaoming: "...Riding, riding?! Is that what I mean? Or the navel orange you ate?"

"It's the ride you want..." Yu Fengjing smiled lowly, then reached out and hugged Yu Fengjing into his arms, then turned over, lay back on the sofa by himself, and let Wang Xiaoming spread his thighs and sit on his waist.

When Wang Xiaoming came back to his senses, he was already straddling Yu Fengjing's waist.

Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a while, then he hummed and said, "According to the script, shouldn't you say that line at this time?"

"... What lines?" Yu Fengjing smiled lightly and put his hand into Wang Xiaoming's waistband.

"Sit up and move by yourself." Wang Xiaoming said with a serious face.

Yu Fengjing: "..."