[Rebirth] Medicated Life

In the next two days, the two of them put down all the things at hand. After shopping for the new year's goods, the next thing to do was to clean up.

For this matter, Zuo Weitang strongly asked to find a part-time worker, rather than doing it himself, but out of various privacy considerations, Han Wu firmly disagreed with Zuo Weitang's proposal.

The final result of the stalemate is that there is no part-time job for the general cleaning-Han Wu does it alone!

This conclusion almost made Han Wu cover his head with the bucket in his hand, but whether it was the actual physical gap, or the weakness and surrender in nature, Han Wu failed to cover the bucket on Zuo Weitang's head as he wished.

During the whole practice process of cleaning, Han Wu, who had moved from the kitchen to the study, was so tired that he couldn't straighten up, and threw the rag into the water with a snap.

"Zuo Weitang, can you stop letting the phone keep ringing!" The veins on Han Wu's forehead were twitching almost together.

Zuo Weitang, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room as an uncle, raised his eyelids lazily, and looked at Han Wu who was standing in front of the study. A burst of red vitality that I don't know whether it is tired or annoyed.

"I want to unplug the phone line, but you won't let me!" Zuo Weitang shrugged helplessly.

"..." Han Wu really didn't know what to say. The man's cell phone had been ringing since this morning, but he couldn't answer it. At the end of the ringing, Zuo Weitang became irritable, removed the battery, and threw the phone away. into the corner.

However, within a quarter of an hour, the landline in the house began to ring non-stop. Han Wu subconsciously wanted to answer it, but was stopped by Zuo Weitang. Han Wu didn't know this until he saw Zuo Weitang about to unplug the phone line. The man started to twitch again.

After all kinds of obstacles, Zuo Weitang finally dispelled the urge to pull the phone line, but he didn't want to, but he was able to sit still all morning amidst the rapid ringing of the phone.

"Who is calling?" Han Wu was silent, and finally put down the cleaning task in his hand, walked to the edge of the sofa and sat down.

Zuo Weitang looked at him, pursed his lips, as if he was not going to say anything.

Han Wu put his hand on his forehead, thought for a while, and asked, "Your family?"

Zuo Weitang glanced over in surprise, Han Wu smiled and spread his hands, "It's not that I'm too smart, but that I'm too easy to guess!"

Zuo Weitang's face darkened with anger, he grabbed Han Wu by the collar and pulled him over, and when his breath was sprayed on the opponent's face, he said, "It's none of your business, don't meddle."

Han Wu opened his eyes, and his dark eyeballs looked at him motionlessly. For some reason, Han Wu actually felt used to the man's movements of pulling his collar and strangling his neck every now and then!

And no matter how irritable the man was, in fact, the strength in his hands was always controlled within a safe range, never really making Han Wu feel uncomfortable.

For example, at this moment, although the man struck with great force, his expression was terrifying, and his words were harsh, in fact, Han Wu's neck didn't feel like being strangled at all.

Seeing the burst of mania in the man opposite him, Han Wu sighed silently in his heart, stretched out his hand to wrap around Zuo Weitang's neck actively, and pressed some acupoints on his neck and back with a soothing rhythm.

Help him ease his tension.

In Han Wu's soft expression and movements, Zuo Weitang unknowingly shook off his dull emotions, took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to grab Han Wu into his arms, and wrapped his arms into a firm iron hoop, Han Wu couldn't break free.

Han Wu, who had been helping Zuo Weitang calm down, didn't expect this incident at all. When he realized it, not only had he become a sheep waiting to be slaughtered in the arms of others, but he hadn't even guarded the battlefield on his lips.

Zuo Weitang's lips were first printed on Han Wu's lips, but he didn't make any further movements. He just looked at Han Wu more and more deeply, until he saw Han Wu's heart shivering, and always felt that through those eyes, he What I saw was a beast that had been hungry for a long time, and this beast was suppressing its most instinctive hunger at the moment.

"Left..." Han Wu finally couldn't restrain the trembling of his body, and when he wanted to speak, he was forced by the other party and directly stuck his tongue in.

Han Wu's eyes widened in astonishment to look at Zuo Weitang, and after only one glance, he immediately closed his eyelids - those eyes... were too deep!

As if sensing Han Wu's distraction, Zuo Weitang bit Han Wu's lips in dissatisfaction, causing Han Wu to whisper, which made it easier for him to attack the city unscrupulously.

The smooth tongue swept from the upper gum to the lower gum, and finally returned to the other tongue that had been dodging. Whether it liked it or not, it insisted on pestering it, forcing him to dance together.

"Hoo hoo..." After the kiss was over, Han Wu stretched out his hand to push Zuo Weitang's chest, but in fact it only played a role in supporting himself not to go limp.

Zuo Weitang smacked his lips, looked at Han Wu whose face was blushing whether it was caused by lack of oxygen or embarrassment, and nodded in satisfaction. The previous irritability disappeared without a trace.

When Han Wu finally caught his breath, he suddenly realized that he was a sheep that was completely washed and wanted to jump into the mouth of the beast!

And this time, since he moved in, the development of the situation has far exceeded his initial expectations. Look, he has progressed to the point where he can still sit on the lap of the beast to breathe peacefully after being bitten by the beast. !

Just when the two were immersed in their own thoughts and adjusted their emotions, the doorbell rang outside the door, accompanied by a heavy knock on the door, which shocked Han Wu—is this a debt collection?What are you doing while ringing the doorbell and knocking on the door panel like venting hatred?

I was still tight

Han Wu's arm froze suddenly, which caused Han Wu to immediately notice something was wrong, and to see his expression—yes!All the sacrifices and dedications were in vain, and he returned to the state of Heisha God!

It seems that the phone outside is from the same source as the phone that rang all morning today.

Before Han Wu could sort out the various doorways in it, the doorbell outside the door had stopped, and in less than a second, the knock on the door almost turned into a knock on the door.

Han Wu also felt a little disgusted. Fortunately, on this floor, because Zuo Weitang bought two apartments and built one, if there were other residents next door, they would have to complain.

Seeing Zuo Weitang circling around him and unwilling to move, he knew that he had no intention of opening the door to welcome others in.

Han Wu took a serious look at Zuo Weitang, and then at the door panel that was vibrated by the knock. After a big circle of thoughts in his mind, he still didn't do anything, and sat quietly on the left. On Weitang's lap, he didn't want to break free from Zuo Weitang's arms and chest, and just sat quietly.

There was a knock on the door, but in the loud noise, the two people in the room were more quiet. If it weren't for this environment, there might still be a kind of peace.

But it was precisely this kind of environment that made this quietness seem so strange.

In the end, Ren who knocked on the door finally couldn't help shouting, "Wei Tang, open the door!"

As soon as the voice came out, Han Wu was stunned—it was a female voice.

Finally Han Wu couldn't sit still anymore, he twisted a few times, and only after attracting Zuo Weitang's attention did he point out the door.

And Zuo Weitang unceremoniously slapped Han Wu's paw pointing out of the door, pressed it into his arms hard, and cuffed his arms even tighter.

"Wei Tang, I know you're inside, if you don't open the door, I won't be polite!" The female voice outside the door obviously exhausted the last bit of patience.

Zuo Weitang finally moved, his expression became more gloomy. If there is really something visible like an aura around him, it must be dead black!

He loosened the arms around Han Wu, put Han Wu on the side of the sofa, took a few deep breaths, and then...all the irritability and low-pressure emotions disappeared on the surface little by little, and finally formed Han Wu's first The sense of disobedience when I saw him.

It is obvious that the anger inside is already burning to the ninth level, instead of wearing a mask of calmness and self-control.

The woman outside...Han Wu sank into the sofa, looking up at Zuo Weitang who stood up in a daze.

After Zuo Weitang was sure that his emotions had completely calmed down, he finally opened the door with a swipe at the moment the door was about to be pried open.

The people outside the door obviously didn't expect such a situation, they all rushed in, and one of them even crashed into Zuo Weitang's arms, and was immediately thrown out by him unceremoniously.

"Uncle, you..." The woman who was thrown away may be called a girl, but she didn't have such a good temper as Han Wu, and immediately jumped up violently on the spot.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Zuo Weitang stood at the door. Although the door was wide open, it was obvious that he was not going to welcome these people in.

"Wei Tang, don't you think it's impolite to block your mother and sister at the door?" A woman in her 50s gracefully lifted her small bag, and looked at Zuo Weitang reservedly and slightly helplessly.

From Han Wu's perspective, he could clearly see all the expressions of the three women at the door except Zuo Weitang.

A woman about 50 years old, well-maintained and well-dressed, she could tell from her voice that she was the one who threatened Zuo Weitang again and again at the door just now.

Except for the first few threats outside the door, in reality, there is no threat of force.

A woman in her late forties looks very similar to Zuo Weitang, wearing a pair of framed glasses, combing her hair meticulously, and wearing light makeup. She is also looking at Zuo Weitang with dissatisfaction. His annoyance at not opening the door was more like his disapproval of the rebellious and disobedient child.

Unsurprisingly, it should be his sister.

And the girl who was thrown away at the end, about fifteen or sixteen years old, was agile and completely fearless of Zuo Weitang's aura, accusing Zuo Weitang of how inhuman his action of throwing her off just now was.

Looking at these three women with different styles, and quietly recalling Zuo Weitang's series of performances, he suddenly felt amused. These three people were not so much that Zuo Weitang felt disgusted and didn't want to talk to them, it was better to say that they were completely out of control. All adopt a policy of hiding if you can't afford it.

But I didn't think, "It's not that our army doesn't resist, but that the Communist army is too cunning."Facing these three women, Zuo Weitang's manic blackness was not enough to look at.

With a "poof", Han Wu, who had been waiting for the bloody plot because of Zuo Weitang's solemn expression, finally understood a little bit, and was entertained by what he had imagined. He couldn't help laughing.

It wasn't until this time that the two parties in the stalemate outside the door finally realized that there were other "living people" in the house.

Except for the two older ones who remained dazed, the eyes of the fifteen-year-old girl suddenly lit up the entire room.

"Uncle, Uncle, you are hiding your charm!" The little girl excitedly rushed into the house to watch the "A-Jiao", but unexpectedly, she was caught by Zuo Weitang's strong grabbing hand.

"Zhenzhen, don't make a fuss. If you make a fuss, go back first." The person who looked like Zuo Weitang's sister looked helplessly at the big and small actions in front of him, sighed slightly, and turned to look at Zuo Weitang. Tang, said: "Little brother, you really don't want me to talk to my little mother

go in? "

Zuo Weitang glanced back at Han Wu as if nothing, and seeing the smiling eyes of the other party, he couldn't help feeling more irritated in his heart, but unconsciously put the little girl on his hand, making him She jumped in with one stride.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, once there is a beginning, the following things will immediately become a matter of course, Zuo Weitang walked into the living room with the other two women.

After all, the two older women were much more reserved and meticulous than the childlike little girls. When they entered the door, the first thing they saw was not Han Wu who was sitting on the sofa, waiting to be watched, but the furnishings in the room.

The layout of the room is still the same, and the openness is still the kind of openness that Zuo Weitang likes so much, but the various furniture, cabinets, flower stands, and decorations that appear for no reason make this bright and spacious space appear human.

After the two of them looked around, they couldn't help but look at each other, and they both saw stunned and puzzled in each other's eyes.

Then, when he followed Zuo Weitang to the living room, when he saw a little girl who was sitting calmly and watched by a crowd and a rare animal, her face was a little uneasy.

"Are you 'Gillian'?" The little girl glanced around, asking with disappointment and curiosity.

Han Wu tried hard to hide the feeling of embarrassment in his heart, smiled at the little girl, did not answer, then stood up politely, bowed slightly and smiled at the two elders.

"I'll go to the kitchen to serve tea, Auntie, you sit down first."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zuo Weitang to react, he immediately walked into the kitchen quickly, temporarily avoiding the probing sight of the laser light outside.

Huh——Han Wu leaned against the door and let out a long breath. Only he knew that the calmness he showed was all supported by the vicissitudes of life in his heart.

Although seeing Zuo Weitang deflated was a joy to Han Wu's body and mind, but this pleasure definitely did not include his own performance.

And the current situation is... what is it?

Zuo Weitang came out of the closet early in the morning, and the issue of sexuality should no longer be the main source of controversy. However, another man suddenly lived in the house of the man who came out, and the rest of the situation can only be...

After living at such an old age, it is really not as good as this year of rebirth. He has tasted everything.Han Wu patted his forehead, thinking with a headache.