The cp of the male god of abstinence is a super A boss

From the table to the bed, He Jiao curled up in Lan Qing's arms and fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up again, it was dawn.

Lan Qing got up and carried He Jiao into the bathroom. He Jiao didn't stand up by himself when he woke up. He acted an earthworm for him. It was so soft that he wanted him to hug him. Otherwise, he would just fall to the ground. Where is Lan Qing? She was willing to let him fall to the ground, so she kept hugging him and flushing him.

When she was finally washed and carried out, He Jiao said sweetly, "This is Jiao Jiao's live broadcast room, and I'm broadcasting live for you. Brother Lan Qing came out of the bathroom with his precious husband in his arms—"

Lan Qing said cooperatively: "You are not afraid of being blocked."

He Jiao smiled and said, "I'm not afraid, I will commit crimes against the wind."

Lan Qing put him on the bed, turned around and opened the closet to find clothes.

He Jiao lay down on his side, crossed his legs up and down, posing in an ecstasy and sexy pose, dragging his head with one hand, looking at his brother Lan Qing.

As soon as Lan Qing turned around, he saw his posture in the waves.

The mood surged instantly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became brighter again.

However, if he didn't go with a smile right away, it was his last stubbornness as a former tall and cold guy.

Lan Qing walked over, and He Jiao said: "Jiao Jiao's live broadcast room will continue to broadcast live for you. Brother Lan Qing saw the charming and cute Jiao Jiao, his heart beat faster and his passion was surging, ah, ah, Jiao Jiao was pushed to—— "

Lan Qing couldn't help but put his pants on his legs, "Don't be so naughty, my little Jiao Jiao."

Lan Qing put his pants on for him, leaned down and hugged him, kissed his cheek and whispered in his ear: "It's been three times last night, don't force me too often, or you will be the one to suffer. "

He Jiao pouted with a smile, and he pouted to indicate that he wanted to kiss.

Lan Qing kissed his little toot lips.

He compromised and said, "Okay."

In fact, He Jiao will not be able to come for the 4th time, it's just that his mouth is cheap——

Even though he is already unable to stand up, he still wants to provoke the person who can hold him up.

He is so stubborn, so brave.

"I don't want to get up yet." He Jiao said lying on the bed, he rubbed his stomach, "but I'm hungry."

"What do you want to eat?" Lan leaned down beside him, reached out to touch his face, and pinched his earlobe. His little face was white and tender, and the meat on his face was soft, like tofu. It feels super good.

"I want to eat bitter gourd scrambled eggs."

"I'm going to buy bitter melon, what else?"

"I also want to eat fish-flavored eggplant, and sweet and sour pork ribs, but no pickled vegetables."

Lan Qing nodded, got up and made him a glass of milk, fried two eggs, and asked him to eat something to fill his stomach before he went out to buy vegetables.

After He Jiao ate, he continued to lie on the bed. It was undeniable that he was quite tired.

He tore off Lan Qing's pillow and hugged him in his arms, the smell of his brother——

Lan Qing went out for about an hour before coming back, because there are many people in the shop that He Jiao wanted to eat. It is an old brand that has been open for more than 50 years. It is an ancestral recipe. Already very old, he passed this craft on to his son, and now the grandfather is only responsible for collecting money, and leaving the kitchen to his son and daughter-in-law.

Because of the unique taste and affordable price, the neighbors in the neighborhood like to go to their house to buy, and there are people queuing up early every day.

The last time they passed by, He Jiao saw so many people queuing up and dragged him to join in the fun. After eating it, he fell in love with it deeply. But He Jiao doesn't like eating plum vegetables, but he likes being with them very much. Buckle meat.

So this early in the morning, he queued up to buy pickled pork with pickled vegetables, and then went to the nearby supermarket to buy things like bitter gourd, egg and pork ribs.

As soon as Lan Qing got home, he saw He Jiao who was sleeping with his pillow on his arms, his mouth was slightly opened, and his saliva was dripping down.

He has to wash the pillow case again.

Lan Qing put the things in the kitchen, washed his hands, and kissed him on the face first. He Jiao felt it, pouted his mouth, reached out and wrapped his arms around Lan Qing's neck and hugged him in his arms, fascinated. He said in a daze, "Brother is back..."

"I'll cook, and you'll get up after a while after sleeping."

"Yeah." He Jiao hugged his head and kissed him a few times before letting go.

Lan Qing smiled and pulled up the quilt for him.

Then he turned and went into the kitchen to start making his sweet and sour pork ribs, scrambled eggs with bitter gourd.

He Jiao could smell the fragrance while lying in the room, he kicked off the quilt and got up.

"It smells so good...brother—"

Upon hearing his voice, the corners of Lan Qing's mouth couldn't help but rise.

But he was cooking and didn't pay attention to him. He Jiao got off the bed and came to the kitchen by himself, and hugged him from behind when he came over.

"It smells so good——"

"It'll be fine right now."

He Jiao just put his arms around his waist, acting as his follower, followed him out of the kitchen, he sat down on his buttocks, and immediately turned his buttocks up with an ouch.

Lan Qing took a cushion from the sofa to pad his buttocks.

He Jiao said: "I saw a memory foam cushion on the Internet the other day. There is a circle in the middle of it. I think I can buy that to sit on."

"That kind is for preventing hemorrhoids, right? I remember my dad bought it before." Lan Qing said, that kind of cushion for people with hemorrhoids, that is, the middle circle is hollow.

"Really? Me too."

"I'll buy it for you." Lan touched his head and handed him the chopsticks.

He Jiao took the chopsticks and took the lead in picking up a piece of fat and thin meat. The aroma really made the mouth water.

He stuffed the whole piece of meat into his mouth.

Those greasy spots overflowed from between the teeth.

"tasty--"

Preserved vegetables are half with meat and half with preserved vegetables. He Jiao doesn't eat those preserved vegetables, but Lan Duodu likes to eat them with rice, they are very fragrant.

Because He Jiao doesn't like to eat rice, he also feels sick to his stomach if he eats too much.

Lan Qing put a lot of preserved vegetables on a large bowl of rice, and mixed the rice and preserved vegetables together to eat.

Seeing that he was eating with relish, He Jiao leaned over to look at his bowl, and asked with a cute face, "Brother's rice smells delicious, doesn't it?"

Lan Qing took a mouthful of rice with a spoon and fed it to him.

He Jiao smiled and opened his mouth to bite the spoon, deliberately biting the spoon for a few seconds before letting go.

He savored this mouthful of rice carefully, and unexpectedly found that the taste was quite good. The lard and preserved vegetables mixed with rice must be too fragrant.

"good to eat."

"Shall I pack half a bowl of rice for you?"

"Ah."

Lan Qing filled a small half bowl of rice for him, poured the gravy on it, and mixed the rice with preserved vegetables and some minced meat that fell to the bottom of the plate.

"You can just eat these, so that you won't feel sick to your stomach later."

"Okay, bro—"

He Jiao always eats with a particularly appetizing look, with a feeling of gobbling. Watching him eat like this makes people feel that his appetite is super good for no reason.

How delicious is this to eat like this?