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Sang Qingshi turned around and left the guest room.

If I stay any longer, I'm afraid I won't be able to suppress this evil fire.

He doesn't usually smoke a lot, and he occasionally smokes one when he's socializing, and he's not addicted to it. Now he needs to get rid of it, so he rummages out half a box from the bottom of the cabinet, grabs a lighter and opens the door to the bedroom balcony.

A small cluster of flames ignited and extinguished, Sang Qing held on to the railing with his hands, and the smoke he exhaled melted into the cold wind and turned into fog, spreading out and covering his sight.

It's not that he insists on being a gentleman, but he knows that he can't complicate his relationship with Tang Yuan. The current situation is just right, otherwise it won't be easy to end.

He is indeed tempted, so avoid it.

After the smoke was exhausted, he went back to the bedroom to take a shower, when there was a sudden knock on the door.It's not regular and rhythmic knocking, but light and heavy, fingers and palms clapping randomly, and you can tell who it is by hearing it.

Sang Qingshi sighed and went over, only opening the door for Tang Yuan.

Tang Yuan poked out a disheveled head from the crack of the door.

"What are you doing again?" Sang Qing blocked the door, not going to let him in.

Tang Yuan still had that drunken look on his face, he was half awake, and his utterance was also slurred, "I want to take a bath."

Sang Qingshi's mood collapsed after finally calming down.If he didn't know that this kid doesn't like men, he would have suspected that he set the fire on purpose, and he gritted his molars and asked, "What does it matter to me if you want to take a bath?"

Tang Yuan stretched out a hand with a bitter face, and unconsciously grabbed the door.His fingers are thin and long, and his skin is slightly dry, so white that blood vessels can be seen clearly.Different from the soft lines of girls, the muscles and joints have just the right strength and bluntness.The nails are clean, probably shortened and rounded for piano practice.

Caught on Sang Qingshi's hobby.

"I can't take off my clothes..."

How self-cultivated and self-control does it have to be, to be able to withstand a boy who tramples on his aesthetics everywhere and treats him so undefended?

"If you don't want to take off your clothes, you might as well just be naked." Sang Qing couldn't help but think of the embarrassment when he helped Tang Yuan take off the doll clothes. "The four-year-old will take off by himself."

Tang Yuan turned a deaf ear, still looking at him with a pleading face.

Sang Qing was extremely helpless, "Did you come in or go to your room?"

Tang Yuan stretched out another arm, and raised both of them in front of him, "I can't move..."

Sang Qing pulled Tang Yuan in, and then he saw his appearance clearly - the headphone cable and the scarf were entangled together, and the sweater that had been taken off around the neck was entangled, and the two arms were stuck in the sleeves. It's dumbfounding.

"Stand still." Sang Qingshi ordered.First free Tang Yuan's arm, pull down the rolled sweater, and then arrange his earphones and scarf.

"Hi... um..." Tang Yuan was swayed by the teasing, and couldn't help hiccupping.

Sang Qing took half a step back, pointed at him and threatened, "Try to spit the wine on me again?"

Tang Yuan shook his head firmly, "Don't vomit...don't vomit...the wine is bought with money..."

"It really makes sense."

Sang Qingshi put his hands on Tang Yuan's neck again, took off the earphones two or three times and took off the scarf.

"Raise your hand."

Tang Yuan raised his arms obediently, and Ren Sangqing lifted up his sweater.

Given the height difference between the two, taking off clothes was like pulling out a carrot. Tang Yuan felt that his neck was going to be stretched, and his hair, which was originally messed up by being carried upstairs, looked more like a fried chicken coop.

Sang Qingshi rubbed it with his hands, threw the sweater aside, and said depressedly: "Get lost."

Tang Yuan's face was flushed and he was unconscious, he raised his arms and said, "Take off your clothes..."

When Sang Qing saw that Tang Yuan asked him to take off the rest of his clothes, he laughed angrily, "You let me hug you and take off your clothes again. I adopted Sang Ye, and I adopted you. ?"

Tang Yuan couldn't wait for the action, so he grunted dissatisfiedly, signaling Sang Qing to hurry up.

Well, Tang Yuan can't listen to what he says now.Sang Qingshi gave up communicating, and roughly pulled Tang Yuan's cotton T-shirt off, revealing the light blue thermal clothing inside.

How many layers did this wear?

So the thermal clothes were also lifted by Sang Qingshi.

"I don't need my pants, do I?"

Sang Qingshi realized that when she asked this question, she was struggling in her heart.

Tang Yuan rubbed his arms, looked down at his pants, reached out to take them off, but Sang Qingshi grabbed his wrist.

"Go back to your room."

Sang Qing couldn't take it anymore, opened the door with one hand and dragged Tang Yuan out of the door with the other.

The next morning, Tang Yuan opened his eyes in confusion, and then woke up in shock.

He was lying on his back on the bed at Sang Qingshi's house, unconscious, dizzy, and the last frame in his memory was that of Sang Qingshi shining a flashlight on him.As for how he came, why he came, and what he did after he came, I have no memory at all.

I hurriedly picked up the trousers from the floor and put them on, but I couldn't find the jacket. I searched the bathroom from under the bed, and even turned over the trash can, but there was nowhere.

Just as he was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do, there was a knock on the door, accompanied by Sang Ye's milky voice calling him.

"Tangyuan, are you awake?"

When Tang Yuan heard that it was mulberry leaves, he relaxed a lot and went barefoot to open the door for him.

"Tangyuan, I miss you so much!" Sang Ye was holding a bunch of things in her hands, so she could only move her head to touch Tang Yuan's leg, and rubbed it attached.

Sang Ye thinks she likes glutinous rice balls very much, and she really hopes that Qingshi's elder brother also likes glutinous rice balls so much, so she can take him to live with her.

"Uncle misses you so much too." Tang Yuan's nose was sour, and the grievance of celebrating the New Year alone welled up in his heart, and tears rushed into the eye sockets.

But when he saw clearly what Sang Ye was holding in his hand, he held back it all at once.

"My clothes!" Tang Yuan recognized his sweater, T-shirt and warm clothes, and took it with relief, "I left it in your room?"

Sang Ye shook her head, "Brother Qingshi asked me to give it to you."

Tang Yuan was stunned when he heard the words, and then wailed in his heart.

He must have taken off his clothes indiscriminately last night. I don't know where. Was Sang Qingshi at the scene of the incident?Men take off their clothes everywhere after drinking, no matter how you think about it, you feel so wretched!

Not only did I experience the fragments of drinking, but I also experienced a shame.Tang Yuan's heart was ashamed, Hong Chen saw through it, and slowly put the clothes on his body one by one.

Xiao Ye Zi took his hand, looking very worried, "Tangyuan, can you go and persuade my brother not to make breakfast, I can eat bread, and I can grow taller by eating bread."

Tang Yuan came back to his senses, "Is he cooking?"

If you want to come to the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, it is normal for part-time workers and childcare aunts not to go to work.

Sang Ye's delicate facial features were twisted into a ball on her small face, wondering: "It's food."

Tang Yuan saw the crux of the matter, "Isn't Mr. Sang's cooking delicious?"

The little child seemed to sigh, with a sad face, "The porridge is hard, and the eggs are black..."

"Eh..." Tang Yuan hadn't expected it.

Although he was ashamed to see Sang Qing, he was even more afraid that Xiao Yezi would starve, so he bravely said, "Let's go, let's go and see."

One big and one small went downstairs, and they heard movement in the kitchen through the corridor.

Sang Ye let go of Tang Yuan's hand, and ran up to Sang Qingshi, "Brother Qingshi."

Sang Qing was washing things in the sink with his back to them, and turned his head to educate little Sang Ye when he heard the sound, "Didn't I say that? Children are not allowed to enter the kitchen. There are knives, fire and glass here. It is very dangerous."

It's not very fierce, it's much gentler than when he educated Tang Yuan.

"I'm sorry, I won't do it next time." Xiao Sangye obediently admitted her mistake, and retreated consciously, still unable to hide her excitement, "Brother, Tangyuan woke up!"

Sang Qingshi just put down the things in his hands, pulled a piece of kitchen paper to wipe his hands, turned around and saw Tang Yuan standing there, raised his eyebrows, "Drinking like that, I woke up quite early."

Tang Yuan got drunk and disturbed other people's house. His heart was not in vain, his face was so red that it reached the tips of his ears, and he lowered his head and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, I won't do it next time."

Sang Qing was expressionless, "Go wash your face and go out to eat together."

He will not train Tang Yuan in front of Sang Ye, this matter will be discussed after preparation.

"It's been washed..." Tang Yuan felt uneasy and didn't dare to lift his head. He asked cautiously, "Do you want to eat it at home? I'll do it."

Sang Qingshi hadn't responded yet, and Sang Ye next to her clapped her little hands and cheered up: "I want to eat rice made with glutinous rice balls!"

Sang Qingshi stepped out of the kitchen, took off her apron and put it aside, pointed to Tang Yuan and said, "Come on."

Tang Yuan seemed to be pardoned, and hurried forward to hang the apron around his neck. While tying it, he searched for tools and ingredients with his eyes, and caught a glimpse of the "breakfast" on the table that Sangqing hadn't had time to throw away.

A few fried eggs died tragically, pitch black, and I thought they were trampled shit if I didn't carefully identify them.

A pot of red bean porridge, the water is water, the beans are beans, the bottom is clear and the grains are distinct, no one will accept it.

"Uh... this..." No wonder Xiao Yezi had that expression just now.

Sang Qingshi made the rice like that, but it didn't make any sense, but he remembered that he had tasted Tang Yuan's rice once.Like the person who cooks, it is delicious just looking at it.

He poured himself a cup of coffee, held the cup and leaned back on the chair calmly, and said brazenly, "I'm laughing, how about you give me some pointers?"

Tang Yuan lowered his head and sniffed the plate of eggs, dipped his finger in some sauce and licked it, then scooped up a red bean in a porridge with a spoon and poked it. He definitely didn't dare to "point out", he felt that this kind of common sense could let Sang Qingshi know, after all, Xiao Yezi was still under his hands.

"For this fried egg, just put salt and pepper, and a little light soy sauce is fine too, no dark soy sauce is needed."

"The beans in red bean porridge should be soaked in advance, otherwise they won't be boiled. If you make it temporarily, you can replace it with mung beans. Mung beans can be boiled without soaking."