Scum smell

The oil sizzled, the range hood made a low whine, the faucet squeaked, Zhang He was sullen, and the kitchen knife fluttered rapidly according to the rhythm of his wrist, making a rattling sound.

These voices huddled together, so full of fireworks that they became a little noisy.However, Ji Yao, who was undressing to take a bath, paused for a moment, stood at the door, and listened quietly for a while.This is the voice that has accompanied him for many years, he is very familiar with it, so familiar that he will feel at ease just by hearing it.

When they were young, each other's parents were very busy. At that time, everyone didn't have much money to hire a nanny, so Zhang He, who was a little older, always took Ji Yao with him.Every time it's time for meals, little Zhang He, who is not as tall as the stove, will push Ji Yao to the living room to watch TV, hold a small stool by himself, stand on the stool to cook and cook, and then bring it out for him to eat first .

Later, a long time later, when Zhang He slipped his tongue by accident, Ji Yao found out that Zhang He was still young and inexperienced at that time, and the meals he often cooked were not enough for two people. He was full, but Zhang He was always hungry. ——So now that Zhang He grows up to be so gluttonous and obsessed with food, Ji Yao always thinks it's his fault.

When having dinner at night, Zhang He was very quiet, staring at the dishes on the table, eating very devoutly.He didn't say a word, and seemed to be no different from usual.

Ji Yao is a bit square.Zhang He's craftsmanship has always been good, usually Ji Yao has to stalk him to get a meal, but today he couldn't eat.

He picked up the vegetables one after another, feeling rather uneasy.The calmer Zhang He looked, the more restless he actually was.

Zhang He doesn't like to talk, not because he is not good at words, but because he is lazy.If he wanted, his mouth could make people feel ashamed.

Ji Yao waited for his attack, until he was terrified.When he finally couldn't bear it anymore and was about to strike first, Zhang He put down his chopsticks.

--coming!

Ji Yao sat upright.

"After dinner, let's talk." He took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, then said calmly, "I'm full." Then he stretched his long legs and sat on the sofa in the living room.

Ji Yao clenched the chopsticks in his hand, and silently cleaned the rice in the bowl.Then he followed timidly.

Zhang He has always spoken directly and concisely, and today is also the case. He went straight to the point, with only one meaning. I hope Ji Yao will calm down, choose a man to talk seriously, and stop flirting. He doesn't want to accompany him to get tested for AIDS one day.

Ji Yao was trained like a grandson, he kept nodding his head, cowardly, but when Zhang He asked him if he could do it, he shook his head and refused straightforwardly.

"I can not do it."

We have such a deep friendship and know each other like one person, so he has nothing to hide.

He, Ji Yao, is just a scumbag, heartless and lustful, just like a piece of social trash.He couldn't do it, and he didn't want to.

Zhang He didn't make a sound when he heard the words. He lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.After a while, he said, "Ji Yao, I'm lazy."

"Ah."

"I've been too lazy to take care of others, but I've been taking care of you."

"Ah."

Zhang He looked up at him, and after a while, he pointed to the door: "Go away."

Ji Yao: "Hmm... huh?"

Before he could react, Zhang He said lightly, "Ah, what? Get out."

Seeing that Zhang He was really angry, Ji Yao didn't dare to give a shit when he heard the words, and left in despair.Zhang He is an authoritative patriarch in his heart, and what he says is more effective than his father, Ji Yao is really a little scared of him.

The door was opened and closed lightly, the coward probably panicked, and even turned off the lights.The dishes on the table were not completely cooled, they were all his and Ji Yao's favorites, and they were still steaming.The house he rented was not big, Zhang He sat in the dark living room, the aroma of food permeated him, enveloping him.

He stayed in the dark for a while, then got up to collect the leftovers.

On the other side, Ji Yao came out of Faxiao's house with his head downcast, feeling like the sky was about to fall. He felt that Zhang He was really annoyed this time, the kind that even a hundred boxes of Zhou Hei Ya could not save.

When the door was closed just now, he heard Zhang He's voice coming from inside: "I'm afraid you will regret it later."

What did he say then? "It's okay, I admit it" - now he can't wait to slap himself twice.I want you to be cheap!I want you to be cheap!Listen obediently!

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But the entanglement didn't last long, because he met Jiang Qiutong again.This is already the second time the two have met today, and it is true that they never meet in life.

Originally, because of Wen Lin's incident, Fa Xiao was unhappy again, and he also planned to put his tail between his legs and honestly come to Siyuan for comfort.Unexpectedly, Jiang Qiutong was delivered to him, and he couldn't sleep well at night if he couldn't shake it.

Ji Yao sat on the sofa at Jiang Qiutong's house, thinking about it leisurely.

"Drink some wine? Help you sleep." Jiang Qiutong, who had sobered up, came over, took two goblets, handed one to Ji Yao, and then sat next to him, as if preparing for psychological counseling.

This teacher Jiang concluded that the male student was sexually assaulted at a glance, and he didn't seem to be as straightforward as he imagined.

At this time, Ji Yao had no idea that this was not Teacher Jiang's fault, but that there was a kind of cheating thing in the world called "cousin".

——Yu Siyuan, who was on a business trip abroad, suddenly sneezed.

The two clinked glasses, and Jiang Qiutong took a sip of the wine: "Let's chat?"

This man has a good temperament and is gentle, but it is different from Wen Lin's soft and clear elegance, but has a cold, reserved abstinence atmosphere all over his body.At this time, his white and slender fingers were holding the wine glass, which was taken advantage of by the gently shaking dark red wine, but it showed a different flavor - but his expression was still ascetic, gentle, and neat.

Ji Yao was dazzled by this beauty, and after a pause, he remembered to organize his words.In "Tell Jiang Qiutong the truth" and "Let him misunderstand", Ji Yao decisively chose the former.

He squeezed the wine glass tightly in his hand, with an expression that was hard to say, and after a long pause, he said with difficulty: "Um...Brother Jiang, you misunderstood. I...I didn't...I wasn't...that...forced... evil……"

That's what he said, but his face was full of embarrassment, and he almost had the words "Fuck me, a straight guy, got fucked by a brother" on his forehead.The performance is perfect. Pefect.

However, Jiang Qiutong's reaction was unexpected.He didn't ask about what happened, nor did he comfort Ji Yao, but sat next to him, drinking wine leisurely, with an attitude of "continue your performance".

"..." Ji Yao couldn't go on anymore, he was a bit sloppy.

Jiang Qiutong glanced at him, the look in his eyes was very delicate, Ji Yao's hairs suddenly stood on end, and he felt a desire to leave.Sure enough, Jiang Qiutong suddenly asked: "Ji Yao, you are gay, right?"

Ji Yao: Damn it!

However, before he could figure out what to do, Jiang Qiutong unhurriedly released another thunderstorm: "And... you want to seduce me, right?"

Ji Yao: Damn it! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !