You don’t understand the happiness of pseudo-A

After a good afternoon, after confirming that he wouldn't turn back, Xiangyang hugged the pillow nervously, I wipe it!It's not a primary school student, this posture! !Shouldn't it be on?Xiangyang lifted his butt carefully, then swung it from side to side, without feeling any pain at all.

After a while, his expression was ferocious again, his butt didn't hurt, his little brother seemed to be swollen, and it hurt even more after he moved a lot, Xiang Yang hunched over to relieve the pain, a ridiculous thought couldn't be suppressed, Yuan would be the one who wouldn't be raped Ze, so you don’t remember the big reaction when you heard it? ! ! !

So he was ruthless and asked Yuan Ze to cook?

Xiang Yang shook his head and asked him directly, so as not to worry about it.

In the kitchen, pork belly was cooking in a ceramic pot, and the steam was blowing, and the aroma circulated throughout the room along with the airflow. There were sliced ​​and sorted vegetables on the cutting board. Yuan Ze was standing in front of the stove with a kitchen knife in his hand. The blade was shining, and his deep blue eyes were clearly reflected on the blade. Xiang Yang leaned forward in his pajamas and hid behind the door, suddenly he didn't feel hungry, it was scary.

"Did...did I...do something to you?"

"Is it important?" When he said this, the kitchen knife was like a prop in a circus performance, and he was at Yuan Ze's mercy lightly.

Feeling threatened, Xiang Yang bit the bullet and did not run away, "Hehe, although...although I don't remember much, but...but! I will take responsibility!"

"Really?" As if surprised by Xiang Yang's words, the kitchen knife left Yuan Ze's slender hand and plunged straight into the floor. Was the force really an accident?

"Ah... umm." Xiang Yang thought of a hundred ways to die after he refused to admit it, and discussed the importance of the desire to survive.

"Yesterday I didn't care, hugged and kissed, gnawed and licked, and today I turned my face ruthlessly with the fragments, hey, why did I fall in love with you?" Yuan Ze looked aside, and the word "scumbag" almost hit Xiangyang between the lines face.

"So, I really..." Xiang Yang didn't have the nerve to continue, his face became more and more ugly.

Yuan Ze pulled up the kitchen knife, leaving an obvious gap in the floor, and turned around to clean the knife in the sink. The sound of water flowing, the bubbling of the cooking pot, the crackling sound of the range hood, and no other sounds, Xiang Yang liked such a simple answer. Looking at Yuan Ze's back, he also thought "it's not bad like this".

The doorbell rang at this moment, just to save the embarrassment, Xiang Yang hurriedly fled the kitchen and opened the door, the people outside the door were worse than those in the kitchen, after a series of ups and downs, everything returned to zero, Xiang Yang's face was cold and even his voice was chilly.

"What are you doing here?"

Outside the door, still wearing black formal attire, with meticulous hair, it was Xiang Fu and Secretary Liang.

"Tomorrow for Yuan's game, you come with me, this is a costume." After speaking, Secretary Liang put his pocket on, unable to complain about this duplicity boss and friend.

"Such a trivial matter, is it worth running here in person?" Xiang Yang took the clothes and said mockingly.

"Yangyang, the matter is over, don't be like this." Father Xiang knew the problem of father and son but couldn't solve it.

"When they enter the door, you should be ready." Xiang Yang turned his head and closed the door, not even bothering to shrug.

"Huh? Who is it?" Yuan Ze brought out a plate of fried vegetables.

"It's nothing." The clothes were thrown on the sofa, Xiang Yang lost his mind, sat down in front of the meal, his stomach was still churning and hungry, and suddenly he lost his appetite.

"Let me guess, it's your father?" Yuan Ze understood when he saw the clothes, and would deliberately lower his voice when facing Xiang Yang's privacy.