Living in different beds

"Room 609, Unit [-], Building B, Shuyuan..." Wu Di climbed up the stairs one by one with his suitcase, and stood in front of a half-old green anti-theft door, looking at the house number painted on it, "Well, arrive."

Ring the bell.

After a while, there was a sound of "Hey, here we come" from inside, followed by a chaotic sound of ping-ping-pong-pong, and then the door opened, and a disheveled young man appeared in front of him biting his chopsticks.

Wu Di took a look. His frame was thin, and he looked very thin. His face was a little fat and his eyes were delicate, but he was a little far away, giving him a sense of embarrassment and joy.

"That...in vain," Wu Di shook his phone, "I heard that you are looking for a roommate, and your brother introduced me."

Zhang Bai opened the door and let him in, "Who allowed you to call me Bai Bai?"

"Uh... Xiaobai?" Wu Di asked cautiously.

Zhang Bai suddenly turned his head, baring his teeth eeriely, "Try calling again."

"I was wrong!" Wu Di immediately bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

The two of them worked together to carry the suitcase into the room, and Wu Di walked around the living room angrily. It was a very simple three-bedroom and two-living room, two bedrooms and one study room. Like all single men's rooms, clothes and magazines were thrown everywhere.

Zhang Bai pushed open a bedroom, which was surprisingly clean, "Brother Zhe told me you were coming over, this is the bedroom prepared for you." After speaking, he suddenly slapped his head, shouted, and ran back with chopsticks in his mouth. Kitchen, "my face!"

Wu Di followed, looked at the battered instant noodles in the pot, and mourned, "I can't eat it."

"It's all your fault!" Zhang Bai squinted at him, with an expression on his face that he wanted to kill someone, "I don't come sooner or later, but I come here when I cook noodles, ahhh, I have to go to work soon, and I can't eat It's supper!"

Looking at his messy hair, Wu Di thought to himself that he would take a nap until the evening, and that you should not be able to eat dinner, but he still smiled harmlessly on the surface, "Well... you go wash up first, I will cook for you, and I also hungry."

Zhang Bai was not polite, and disappeared in front of him with a whoosh. Half a second later, there was the sound of splashing water in the bathroom.

Wu Di smiled, rolled up his sleeves and started cooking noodles.

When Zhang Bai changed his clothes and appeared in the restaurant, Wu Di happened to bring two bowls of noodles to the table. There was a poached egg in Zhang Bai's bowl, which looked very attractive.

"Hey, the craftsmanship is good, little Didi," Zhang Bai patted Wu Di on the head like an elder, and praised with a playful smile.

Wu Di sat down and ate the noodles.

Zhang Bai's stomach was full, his mood was bright and sunny, and he happily kept finding various topics to make him talk.

In less than 10 minutes, Wu Di felt that this guy had revealed his character clearly.

Swallowing the noodles into his belly like wind and clouds, Zhang Bai stood up with half a bowl of residual soup, "You cook, I wash the dishes, hehe..."

"Bai," Wu Di said hesitantly, "You... really don't remember me?" Before he finished speaking, Zhang Bai exclaimed, and half a bowl of residual soup poured into his neck, followed by a The bowl fell on the head.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Zhang Bai hurriedly helped him take down the bowl, seeing the soup splashed on his neck, he quickly grabbed something next to him and wiped it off his neck.

Wu Di was puzzled, "What did you take? Ah, it's a rag!"

Zhang Bai quickly threw away the rag, and replaced it with another rag as if he hadn't done anything just now.

Wu Di got mad, jumped up and ran to the bathroom, "I'm going to take a shower first!"

Zhang Bai used the bathroom just now, and the shower curtain was still stained with water droplets. Wu Di took off his clothes, stood under the shower head, and carefully washed the residual soup on his neck, feeling very depressed.

Why are you still making such a fuss when you are old? If you knew it, you wouldn’t have asked at this time. On the first day of cohabitation, you just poured soup all over your neck!

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, the shower curtain was pulled open a crack, a plain white hand passed a bath towel in, Wu Di wiped his body, wrapped the bath towel around his waist, opened the shower curtain and walked out.

Zhang Bai glanced at it with a smirk, "Oh, there are still muscles!"

"Of course!" Wu Di proudly showed off his abs, looking at the things in his hands, "Going out?"

"Well," Zhang Bai sat on the small bench in the entrance and changed his shoes, "go to work."

"When are you coming back?"

"About nine o'clock." Zhang Bai looked at the time and muttered softly, "Damn it, I'm sure I'll starve to death again..."

The door closed with a bang, and Wu Di walked slowly to the bedroom, packed his luggage, turned on the computer, called up the half-written document, and tapped on the keyboard.

As you can see, Wu Di is an internet writer who stays on Insight Chinese.com. His pen name is Invincible Menghu. Like most of the male authors on Insight Online, he follows the trend of fighting monsters and upgrading, and occasionally involves emotional scenes, but readers have responded. The gay friends in your writing are generally more loving than the girls, what's the matter!

Menghu spread his claws silently: I am GAY!

Two hours later, I typed out [-] words, checked it carefully, clicked upload, OK, the new chapter was sent to the manuscript box, and the scheduled update was set.

Wu Di stretched his waist, went to the living room to drink water, looked at the sundries scattered everywhere, sighed, and resigned himself to tidying up.

Folding Zhang Bai's pile of clean clothes on the sofa without complaining, Wu Di couldn't help but want to praise himself as a hardworking bee.

Picking up a pair of blue Superman underwear with both hands, Wu Di looked at the mighty Superman's big face on it, and the corners of his mouth twitched: Zhang Bai is 27 years old, his taste is really @#￥%.

But... isn't his butt a little too big?

Wu Di recalled it for a while, but he didn't have any impression of his buttocks. He only felt that his buttocks were quite upturned, and he didn't pay attention to the size or anything.

Snapped!Wu Di slapped himself on the face, and actively launched self-criticism: What kind of quality, on the first day of cohabitation, you actually started to miss other people's ass?

After going out from home and riding the little sheep for 10 minutes, Zhang Bai put his hands together and prayed to the sky that the unscrupulous store manager would not be here today, and then hurriedly rushed into a pet shop called "Meow House of Meat Ball".

As a result, God obviously didn't hear his prayers, so the unscrupulous store manager set up a grand master's chair, and sat at the door with a big horse. As soon as he entered, he jumped up, grabbed his neck and shook wildly, shouting, "You're late again Late again! Late again! I will deduct your salary!"

Zhang Bai was pinched until his eyes rolled, and he struggled to explain, "I...have...reason...ahyou!"

"What's the reason?" The store manager let go of his hand and asked with a grim face.

Zhang Bai coughed wildly for a while, rushed to the table, grabbed a glass of water and poured it down, grabbed the plush doll on the table, "Don't come here, I have hostages!"

The store manager is gloomy, "Be honest and strict."

Zhang Bai was overjoyed, "Huh?"

The store manager is stern and selfless, "The resistance is even stricter."

Zhang Bai was instantly deflated, looked at him dejectedly, and said cautiously, "A tenant came to my house today, and I showed him around the room, otherwise I will never be late!"

"Oh?" The unscrupulous store manager raised an eyebrow and looked at him with interest, "Tenant?"

"En!" Zhang Bai tried to nod.

"That is, cohabitants?"

"Huh?" Zhang Bai was taken aback for a moment, then thought again, "It's true, but why does it taste so strange?"

"Nonsense!" the unscrupulous store manager rubbed his face and raised his head to roar, "You are the object of my unspoken rules, how can you live with others? What about your loyalty? What about your innocence? What about your chastity? Oh, trouble!"

Zhang Bai was furious, "You...you fart! I have nothing to do with you!"

"Who is farting?" The store manager rushed to the cashier, pulled out a stack of banknotes and threw it on the table, "Your wages are still in my hands!"

As soon as the bright red banknotes were slapped, Zhang Bai lost his temper.

"Hmm," the store manager snorted triumphantly, "If you have money, you are the master, Bai'er, come and give me a shoulder squeeze."

Zhang Baiyu squatted beside the pet cage, completely inactive.

The store manager took a deep breath, hugged Zhang Bai and sat on the couch, and softened his voice softly and seductively, "Look, Bai Bai, the store manager is suave, rich, well-educated, and talented. If you follow me, you'll be a sugar daddy, please." What is there to eat and drink spicy food? Come on, come on, come on and tell me the unspoken rules.”

Zhang Bai looked at him with contempt, and muttered, "Look at your face!"

The store manager touched his face, said without changing expression, "Don't you think that I am actually very similar to Schwarzenegger?"

"Don't you blush when you say such panic?" Zhang Bai said coolly.

The store manager was heartbroken, and shouted like a landlord and bully, "You dare to resist my power? I will deduct your wages!"

"Evil capitalist, I will fight with you!" Zhang Bai rushed forward.

For a while, the cats and dogs jumped around in the Meow House of Meowball Ball, and the neighbor of the pet store next door looked over here, turned back calmly, and said to his companion, "The two little shou over there are fighting about the upper and lower issues again, Alas, I have been playing for more than a year, and I am not too tired to panic.”