Professor Baiqihehe chases his wife crematorium

"You don't have to meet me," Yuezheng said, "in the future, if you have anything to say, tell me, we two brothers can find a barbecue stall to chat for 100 yuan. If you can't do anything else, let's talk about it It’s okay, I think when I was in high school, they were all famous women’s friends!”

Yin Lou smiled with his eyes slightly bent: "Thank you Brother Yue."

In the bedroom, Yue Xiaoqing covered her ears, brother is really shameless, he is a well-known poisonous tongue king!

Yin Lou's cooking skills were unexpectedly good, and Yue Zheng was pushed aside on a small bench after busying in the kitchen a few times.

Yue Zheng had nothing to do, he could only watch Yin Lou busy.

Yin Lou didn’t wear a suit today, and when Yue Zheng said that Yin Lou looked good in sportswear, Yin Lou never wore a suit in front of him again, and now he still wears gray sweatpants, the old slippers he left at the door, black short sleeves, Wide shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, butt | buttocks are still up, skin is still fair, don't look at the eyes, just look at the back, he is a handsome grass-level guy in a school.

She's so tender, she's only one year younger than him, why is she so tender.

Yue Zheng couldn't help touching his chin, sucking, he was always called young and handsome, but he was still not as good as Yin Lou.

In the end, it is a waste of time to be exposed to the wind and the sun every day.

"What are you looking at?" Yin Lou walked over and stuffed a sliced ​​apple into his mouth.

"Let's see which of us is handsome," Yue Zheng chewed it sweetly, "Hey, you bought this apple. I remember I ran out of the apples at home the day before yesterday. It's very sweet."

"Bought it on the way," Yin Lou leaned against the refrigerator, watching him smile, the light shining on his skin, tall and tall, white as porcelain, "I think you are handsome."

"Me?" Yue Zheng laughed, pointing at himself, "Don't say anything else, your mouth is really sweet." He paused, smiling out of shape, with a cheap mouth, "sweeter than this apple."

Do you want to try it?

Yin Lou bent his lips, swallowed the words that came to his lips, turned around and cut another piece for him, and fed it to his mouth, his fingertips seemed to brush his lips unintentionally.

Old drama, but still useful.

Yue Zheng got excited, quickly bit the apple, and said vaguely, "I'm not without hands myself."

Yin Lou smiled, looked away from the reddened ears, and went back to continue cutting the fruit plate: "You rest and climb so many stairs, aren't you tired?"

"I'm made of paper, and I'm exhausted on those floors." Yue Zheng couldn't help wiping his lips twice, and the place where he was rubbed by his fingertips was numb, "I'm just holding my breath, what kind of attitude, really useless The money is unreasonable, and I can’t even talk about it, people nowadays... tsk, don’t mention it.”

He stood up and leaned over: "I can't stay idle, is there anything you can do to help?"

Yin Lou thought for a while, then handed him the prepared fruit plate: "Serve."

"Hey, what a big job!" Yue Zheng picked up the plate and walked to the living room while enjoying himself.

He couldn't help but sigh with emotion.It's been a long time since the house has been so lively. In the past, Zhou Ziying came over when he had nothing to do, carrying a case of beer. The two of them drank and chatted without needing it.

But since Zhou Ziying's family found her a partner last year, the two of them haven't gotten together much.

That man's jealousy seemed to have turned into a spirit, and Zhou Ziying felt uncomfortable when he walked on the street and looked at him more than once, let alone drinking with him.It's as if the two of them are good buddies meeting each other now, as if they were smuggled immigrants.

Yue Zheng put the fruit plate on the table and looked back at Yin Lou.Fortunately, God looked at him with pity, and arranged for him to have a buddy, who can chat if he has nothing to do.

He just analyzed that Yin Lou was lonely alone, and he was not much stronger.

The main reason is that Yue Xiaoqing is too young, it's inconvenient for her elder brother to tell her what's going on, and she doesn't understand, so she can only hold back by herself.

Bitter.

"Brother Yue." Yin Lou called him.

"Here we come," Yuezheng walked over a few steps, moved his nose, and pointed to the fish soup next to the chopping board, "This soup is pretty good. Who did you learn your cooking skills from? You have a hand."

"I learned it by myself," Yin Lou laughed, and handed him a small towel, "Be careful, it's hot."

"Come on, I put you here as a porcelain cup," Yue Zheng walked away with the soup, his mouth not idle, "You don't need to touch it, it will break by itself someday."

Yin Lou laughed from behind.

All the dishes are served, and the table is full, adding a lot of smoke and warmth to the room, like a serious home.

Yue Zheng stood at the dining table and admired it for a while, then shouted to the small bedroom: "Princess Qing, it's time to eat!"

Yue Xiaoqing responded: "Come right away!"

Yue Zheng set the table and chopsticks: "Why do you have to carry the big sedan chair for the emperor? Hurry up, I'll buy you orange juice."

Yue Xiaoqing poked her head out from the door, her eyes gleaming: "Really? Eight big sedan chairs?"

Yue Zheng laughed and scolded: "Give you a stick and you will climb up."

Yin Lou served them a meal. Hearing this, he looked at him with gentle eyes and an envious tone: "Brother Yue, the atmosphere at home is really good."

"Ah?" Yue Zheng didn't expect this child to suffer like this, so that's fine, "Why don't you just quarrel, isn't your family like this?"

Yin Lou said, "I live alone."

Yue Zheng said, "I mean before."

"I lived alone when I was in high school," Yin Lou looked at him with a low tone, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "I don't go home very often."

Yue Zheng was stunned for a moment, his heart moved, he was sore and numb, he patted Yin Lou's shoulder, and comforted him: "Poor man, I want to come over to find brother for dinner in the future, the food can't be as rich as it is today, but the beer Enough."

Yin Lou's eyes lit up instantly, and the corners of his lips twitched: "Thank you Brother Yue, you are so kind."

Yue Zheng was instantly satisfied, and pretended to be modest: "What is this, you can see it in the future, Brother Yue is very good to brothers!"

Yin Lou smiled without saying a word.

At the dinner table, Yue Xiaoqing quickly finished a bowl and then went back to do her homework. Today, Li Yuefan didn't make up lessons for the two children and left a lot of homework.

"It's just us old brothers left." Yue Zheng opened another bottle of beer, and glanced at Yin Lou's glass, which was still half full, "You can't do it either, old men can't drink, you have to practice!"

Yin Lou took a sip and said helplessly, "Brother Yue, I really can't drink, you have to take care of me when I'm drunk."

"Okay, okay, I'm not going to pour you down," Yue Zheng stretched out his arm to get Yue Xiaoqing's orange juice, and poured it for him in a new cup, "You can drink this."

Yin Lou took it with a smile: "Thank you Brother Yue."

"Thank you, why do you keep thanking me?" Yue Zheng drank two bottles of beer, drunk but not drunk, but he got hot, talked a lot, and loved to teach people, "I saw that your family education is strict, this thing is too much, You have to master it well, it’s okay for ordinary people to say thank you when they meet, but our brothers always thank each other, are you right?”

"Something's wrong," Yin Lou picked up the orange juice, thought for a while, looked at him and smiled, "Then I'll punish myself with a drink."

Yue Zheng made him happy, and took a sip of beer: "You are really interesting!" After a while, pointing to the wine glass in his hand, he said: "Punish me! I can watch, if a drop drops from the bottom of the glass, you Just one more drink."

For the two of you, you have a glass of orange juice and I have a bottle of beer. In the end, Yue Zheng became drunk no matter how much he could drink.

It is not unreasonable to say that drinking is a mistake. Yue Zheng is willing to tell the truth when he drinks too much.

The two of them changed from sitting opposite each other to sitting next to each other. When Yue Zheng got excited, he put his arms around Yin Lou's shoulders and waved his other hand in mid-air: "I'm not bluffing you, I'm not, like that You can see that!" He shook his head, squinting his eyes and recalled the past: "I think back then, when I was in high school, a group of little girls looked at me when I entered the school gate. It was not like now, then Always... shy!"

Yue Zheng smiled a bit silly when he was drunk, but he was handsome in the first place, and the corners of his mouth were particularly sunny and bright, and he looked younger when he smirked. He patted Yin Lou on the shoulder and looked at him, his eyes were out of focus, and he said He said vigorously: "My good guy, just when..., a group of people wrote me... love letters! Do you know? Brothers collect them in piles! The papers issued at the end of the semester are thicker than that !"

The more you talk, the happier you are, haha.

Yin Lou put his hands on his waist to support him, and asked with great interest, "Has Brother Yue ever been in love?"

Yue Zheng froze for a moment, and waved his arms, feeling a bit untimely and vicissitudes: "What a fart!"

"No?" Yin Lou's heart trembled, and then he realized that the voice was a little too happy, paused, and asked in a low voice, "Why?"

"...It's a long story, my parents have eloped, what can I do." Yue Zheng said, stretching out his hand for beer.

Yin Lou stopped him, and handed him his glass: "Drink some orange juice, you'll feel sick tomorrow."

Yue Zheng was unhappy, but the wine tasted surprisingly good, he just glared at him with displeasure: "Give me the wine."

"No." Interest flashed in Yin Lou's eyes, he shook the wine glass teasingly, looked at him, and repeated with curled lips, "No."

Yue Zheng became more anxious: "You fucking——"

Yin Lou pointed to Yue Xiaoqing's bedroom, and asked with a smile, "Huh?"

Yue Zheng stepped on the brakes quickly, but didn't let out the eighth generation ancestor behind him. The veins on his neck were protruding, and he was so angry that he wanted to lift the table: "Little Yinzi! I rebelled against you!"

Yin Lou chuckled, brought the wine glass to his mouth, drank it all in one gulp, and raised his eyebrows to look at him after drinking.

"...I'm so used to you, you little bastard!" Yue Zheng got up to grab him, but he was so drunk that he couldn't even stand still, so he threw himself into Yin Lou's arms, and was hugged all over him.

After drinking, Yue Zheng took off his racer-shaped vest, shirtless, and leaned against Yin Lou like a stove, and there was a little reaction there when the alcohol came up.

Yin Lou took a deep breath, patted him on the back, and said in a low voice, "Don't make trouble."

Yue Zheng pressed his shoulders and wanted to stand up, but just when he got up a little, his arms became weak and he sat down again, angrily kicking him: "Wine, give me... bring it up!"

"Okay, okay, no more," Yin Lou stood up holding the person, and began to comfort him after teasing him enough, "Will you wash and sleep?"

"Well, you are an ancestor of the eighth generation!" Yue Zheng kicked his legs indiscriminately, staring at his eyes, "Here...for me, put it down!"

Yin Lou ignored his resistance, carried him to the bathroom to wash his face, and then forced him to brush his teeth and rinse his mouth. After a toss, Yin Lou was fine, and Yue Zheng was so tired that he couldn't move his legs.

When he was put on the bed, Yuezheng felt that the house was spinning in circles, grinning, boasting nonchalantly: "Xiao Yinzi... yes, there are two things."

Yin Lou laughed and helped him undress: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your appreciation."

Yue Zheng was paralyzed, he was so drunk that he didn't even know who he was, he groped Yin Lou's hand dishonestly, and commented with his tongue out: "This, it's white... like a little girl..."

Yin Lou held his hand behind his back, put it on his lips and kissed it, his eyes flashed slightly, and he called him in a low voice: "Brother Yue."

Yue Zheng's reaction was several beats slower: "...Huh?"

"Can I kiss you?"

Yue Zheng stared at him, but there was nothing in his eyes, and there were four or five Yin Lou in front of his eyes, each of which was prettier than the other, and his Adam's apple rolled: "Fucking, I still want to fuck | What about you..."

In the next second, his lips were blocked, and Yuezheng thumped twice before being pressed down.

The lips after drinking alcohol were hotter than usual, and the feeling of kissing was particularly good. Yin Lou didn't want to do anything, but simply rubbing his soft lips made his heart a little hotter, but the next second, Yue Zheng bit it His tongue, then his lips, grown-ups gnawing like a kid...

Yin Lou pinched his chin and forced him to let go of his mouth. Feeling the pain in his mouth, he froze for a moment, then smiled: "It belongs to a dog."

Yuezheng was completely dumbfounded, with his mouth open, gasping for breath, that's how he explained his first kiss.

Yin Lou straightened up and continued to undress him, but he didn't respond. After a while, there was a snoring sound, and he fell asleep.

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The author lay down by the window and took a sip of tea: Brother Yue took jujube pills.

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