Little crying bag always wants to tag me

After carrying home the big and small bags, Yiling put the things into the kitchen and directed Bai Zexiao to go upstairs to take the ladle down and play for a while.

Since the two began to live together semi-cohabitate, Piao'er was also forced to move.

Naihe doesn't know why, Piao'er and Bai Zexiao seem to be at odds, and their relationship has not been very good.

Whenever Bai Zexiao approached, Piao'er would show his teeth and claws in all kinds of demonstrations. Several times when Bai Zexiao changed sawdust for him, Piao'er directly urinated on Bai Zexiao's clothes.

Yiling was really troubled by this.

Because he hated Bai Zexiao, Piao'er's Totoro villa had to be temporarily put in another room, and this place became Bai Zexiao's forbidden area, and Bai Zexiao would never go in when he was free.

Yi Ling turned on the faucet, turned around and saw Bai Zexiao still standing in the living room, looking at him in embarrassment.

Yiling understood, and smiled at Bai Zexiao: "Why don't you change into old clothes you don't need?"

"The last time you were not at home, when I went in to change its food, it threw papa at me," Bai Zexiao said with a sullen face.

Yi Ling almost didn't laugh out loud.

"It's okay, my Piao'er doesn't bite people," Yiling said patiently, "He doesn't like you only if you don't have much contact with him, just wait until you get to know him better."

Bai Zexiao pursed his lips.

They have known each other for almost two years.

Bai Zexiao thinks that he is not born with much love, and has never been attracted to small animals since he was a child. If Yiling couldn't let go of his chinchilla and had to take it with him, Bai Zexiao couldn't imagine that his house would be so beautiful. There will also be a furry inhuman life one day.

"Go, go," Yiling coaxed him, "Just help me."

Bai Zexiao went upstairs helplessly.

Not long after, Yiling heard his family's Piao'er screaming in panic.

Amid the sound of rushing down the stairs, Yi Ling turned his head and saw Bai Ze Xiaoping holding up both hands, expressionlessly quickly grabbing Piao'er's fat waist and bringing it over.

Piao'er screamed in Bai Zexiao's hand, struggling desperately, twisting her fat head to bite Bai Zexiao's hand.

Bai Zexiao quickly let go, and put the ladle on the kitchen shelf.

Piao'er fell on her buttocks and squatted, got up in a jerk, climbed up on Yiling along the countertop, and tucked her head into Yiling's collar to accuse Yiling of his evil deeds.

Yi Ling smiled helplessly: "Is there any enmity between you two?"

"I've never been liked by small animals since I was a child," Bai Zexiao stood innocently outside the kitchen: "In the past, stray cats passing by on the road would bark their teeth at me."

"So pitiful?" Yiling stretched out his hand to rub the fat chinchilla on his shoulder as comfort, and hooked his hand at Bai Zexiao: "Come here."

Bai Zexiao walked over, thinking that Yiling wanted him to help, but just as he stood beside Yiling, he was grabbed by the neckline and forced to bend over.

Yiling's lips touched his softly, Bai Zexiao blinked, but before he could react, the kiss was over.

The corners of Yiling's lips curled slightly, and he lowered his voice with an ambiguous smile: "It's fine as long as I like it."

Bai Zexiao lowered his eyes and smiled, and reached out to grab the back of Yiling's head, wanting to continue the kiss just now.

"Chichi! Chichi—!"

Piao'er poked her head out very dissatisfied, and kept waving her little paws at Bai Zexiao as if swearing sovereignty.

Bai Zexiao backed away abruptly, looking at Yiling with an unhealed expression.

Yiling smiled, and dragged Piao'er's butt helplessly: "My son likes me more, and he doesn't want to see his two fathers making out. What do you think should I do?"

Bai Zexiao cast a cold glance at Piao'er, and said mercilessly, "Shut it up."

Yiling stretched out his hands to cover Piao'er's two small ears, manually shielding Bai Zexiao from adding fuel to the fire.

"Okay, you go out and wait." Yiling turned around and took out the cutting board and kitchen knife, as long as I'm here.

"I'll help you." Bai Zexiao leaned over.

Yiling glanced at him: "Can you cook?"

"No, but you can learn." Bai Zexiao tilted his head and looked at Yiling: "At least let me help you."

Yiling nodded, pointing to the big bag he just brought back from the supermarket: "Take out the onions and tomatoes inside and wash them."

Yi Ling cooks often, with quick hands and feet, put the peeled potatoes on the cutting board, split them in half horizontally from the middle, and then quickly slice and shred.

Bai Zexiao looked a little silly.

"you you--"

Bai Zexiao remembered that the conditions of Yi's family were actually very good. In addition to the wealthy grandfather's family, Yiling's life was not much better than Bai Zexiao's, but it would definitely not be worse than him.

Bai Zexiao didn't expect that such a pampered young master could cook so neatly.

Yiling turned to look at his expression, and said with a smile: "Amazing, isn't it?"

Bai Zexiao nodded and said sincerely, "I didn't expect you to be so proficient in these things."

"It's natural to be proficient when you come out." Yiling put the potato shreds on the plate: "I moved out of the house after my mother passed away. I don't like there are always outsiders in the house, so I learned how to make it myself. The more you do it, the more proficient you will be.”

Bai Zexiao looked at Yiling: "How long have you lived by yourself?"

Yiling narrowed his eyes and thought for a while: "About four or five years, I haven't calculated it specifically."

Bai Zexiao was silent, stroking the smooth surface of the tomato with his slender fingers, only the sound of splashing water could be heard in the kitchen.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Bai Zexiao stopped talking, Yi Ling asked.

"It's nothing, I just regret that I didn't move here earlier." Bai Zexiao put the washed tomatoes into the basket: "If I can take the initiative and propose to return to China earlier, maybe we can meet up earlier."

Yiling's expression became soft: "It's not your fault either."

"I know," Bai Zexiao turned off the faucet, held the last tomato in his hand, and looked at it carefully with lowered eyes: "I'm just greedy, and I want to stay with brother as long as possible."

This sentence is a bit heartwarming.

Yiling smiled, put down the knife and tilted his head to look at Bai Zexiao: "In the future, I have to write down all the words you said, and maybe I can save a book of love stories and publish it later."

"The manuscript fee is all for you," Bai Zexiao pursed his lips, "Anyway, every word here is for you."

"You're so poor-mouthed," Yiling chuckled, hooking his hands at Bai Zexiao: "Didn't you say you want to learn how to cook, come here and I'll teach you."

Bai Zexiao walked over, and Yiling put the washed tomatoes on the cutting board: "Cut the tomatoes."

People who are new to the kitchen are always careful with their knives. Yi Ling stood aside, watching Bai Zexiao lower his head, holding the handle of the knife and gesticulating over the tomato, with a serious expression as if he was performing surgery on the tomato.

After finding a good angle, he finally lowered the knife, but the knife was not held firmly, and the cross section was not a beautiful bisection. The boy frowned, obviously not very satisfied.

Yiling sneered: "Where are you carving flowers here?"

After speaking, he stepped forward and grabbed Bai Zexiao's hand from behind: "I'll take you to cut."

Bai Zexiao was stunned for a moment, and stood still, letting Yiling hold his hand and lead him down with the knife.

"Hold the index finger upright and clasp the handle of the knife, so it's easier to use force." Yi Ling hooked Bai Zexiao's finger up and put it on the handle of the knife: "The fingers of the hand holding the food are curled up, so it's not easy to cut your hand."

Bai Zexiao tilted his head, turned his gaze to Yiling who was chattering about his cooking skills, and couldn't help but chuckle.

Yiling glanced at him dissatisfied: "Hey! If you want to learn, you can just listen carefully? Is it awkward for me to hug you like this?"

Yiling is obviously slimmer than Bai Zexiao now, and he can't hold Bai Zexiao into his arms with both hands open.

The boy's hearty laughter continued, and Yi Ling's expression became darker.

"I'm sorry bro, I'm just so happy," Bai Zexiao smiled, "Seeing you ask me to cook, I feel like we've already lived together."

Yiling tilted his head to look at him: "Don't we just live together now?"

Bai Zexiao just smiled and said nothing.

In fact, Yiling knew very well in his heart, he knew what Bai Zexiao meant by "living together".

Yiling lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then laughed out loud.

"There will be such a day, why worry?" Yiling lowered his head and cut up the tomato: "Okay, bring the green onions, when will we be able to eat after such a fuss?"

Bai Zexiao stayed in the kitchen the whole time, handing Yiling this and that after washing the dishes. Anyway, he just refused to leave. Piao'er had already been squeezed out by these two people, and a cat sat on the pillow of the dining table and gnawed alone. with apples.

Half an hour later, the smell of fish soup wafted from the kitchen. Yi Ling opened the casserole, filled a spoon with a little milky white fish soup, and brought it to Bai Zexiao's mouth: "Taste the saltiness."

Bai Zexiao took a sip from Yiling's spoon and pursed his lips: "It's just right."

Yiling nodded, sprinkled some green onion on the pot before serving it out, and took the handle of the casserole out of the kitchen, not forgetting to tell Bai Zexiao behind him: "Bring here the remaining dishes."

A pot of fish soup, shredded potatoes with vinegar, beef tenderloin with tomato, and lettuce with oyster sauce.

Yiling took off the heat-resistant gloves, and reached out to Bai Zexiao: "They are all home-cooked dishes, I wonder if you are used to them?"

"I'm used to it." Bai Zexiao filled the rice and brought it over: "As long as you cook it, I will eat it up."

The dinner time was very harmonious. There was only the light sound of the collision of bowls and chopsticks on the table and the sound of kara-kara eating chinchilla food.

After eating, the two of them cleared the table, Bai Zexiao consciously proposed to wash the dishes, Yiling squinted at him: "Can you?"

Bai Zexiao stopped talking.

Yiling smiled knowingly, rolled up his sleeves and turned on the faucet, and said to Bai Zexiao who was at a loss behind him, "Come here and wipe the dishes, I can't let you just eat and do nothing."

Bai Zexiao's expression relaxed a lot, and he walked into the kitchen consciously and took the towel from the shelf.

Yi Ling cast a glance at Bai Zexiao who was eager to try, "From now on, I will be in charge of cooking and you will be in charge of washing dishes. What do you think?"

Bai Zexiao nodded, and said again: "If you don't want to do it, you can leave it to me."

Yi Ling chuckled: "Let's talk about it after you have learned it!"

After washing in the evening, Yi Ling rolled onto the bed, hugged Bai Zexiao's shoulders, and sighed comfortably: "I wish I could stay with you like this every day from now on."

Bai Zexiao put his arms around his waist and pressed against Yiling's forehead: "Yes."

Yi Ling leaned closer, put his chin on Bai Zexiao's shoulder and sniffed carefully, except for the fragrance of shower gel, there was no other smell.

Yiling sighed in disappointment: "Is it your problem or my problem? Why can't I smell your pheromone after that day?"

Bai Zexiao stretched out his hand and patted Yiling's back as if to comfort him.

"Don't worry, you'll smell it." Bai Zexiao frowned and thought for a while: "Brother, you are with Zhang Xu and Jin Siming every day, do you feel the smell of pheromones on them?"

Yiling was at a loss: "Aren't they two alphas? Why should I feel their pheromones?"

Bai Zexiao laughed: "You will also feel pheromones of the same gender after differentiation, don't you know?"

"Oh," Yiling blinked, and suddenly said: "That's right, but I still don't feel it."

Bai Zexiao secretly relieved himself, and took out something from the drawer: "Brother, this is for you."

A cold round object was stuffed into Yi Ling's hand. He picked it up and saw that it was a glass bottle. The light blue liquid inside had fine shimmers, and it had a beautiful luster under the light.

Yi Ling moved closer and glanced at the label on the bottle: "Perfume?"

Yiling was confused: "What do I want this thing for?"

"It contains blocker ingredients."

The room fell into an eerie silence for an instant.

Blockers can temporarily mask the smell of pheromones emitted by a person. Although there are two different types for alpha and Omega, most of the audience for this thing is Omega.

Yiling held the perfume with a strange expression on his face: "Why are you giving me this?"

"This is for alpha," Bai Zexiao blinked and said without changing his expression, "I don't want your pheromone smell to be smelled by others."

"what?"

"I'll be jealous." Bai Zexiao looked serious.

Yi Ling bowed his head to the faint luster of the bottle body, and there was always a fuzzy feeling in his heart.

"Brother," Bai Zexiao grabbed Yi Ling's hand: "Will you be angry if I'm like this?"

"It's not enough to be angry," Yi Ling smacked his lips: "It's just... is it really necessary?"

"It is necessary," Bai Zexiao blinked, his black eyes were more beautiful than a perfume bottle: "I hope, I am the first person to know what your pheromone is."

Yiling stared at him: "So possessive?"

Bai Zexiao nodded.

Yiling smiled lightly: "Understood, I will use it tomorrow."