What should I do if I encounter a butcher plate?

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The next day, Xing Zhuo, who was sleeping on the sofa, just opened his eyes when he was startled by the two small faces squatting in front of him staring at him, and silently cursed a curse word in English.

Seeing that he woke up, Jiang Yi Jiangya finished observing, and ran to the side to lean together to twist the three-leaf Rubik's Cube.

Jiang Pan was wearing a sweater, his shoulders and neck were beautiful and fair, his face looked much better than last night, and his lips were less swollen. I saw him lightly, holding a box of tube-shaped cream, "Hey, come here, come here later Ready to go out."

Xing Zhuo smelled the frankincense squeezed on his hands by the river, sat up, stretched his stiff muscles, and said, "Where are you going, I will go with you."

Jiang Pan glanced at him, bent down, spread the cream on the child's face with his thin index finger, and then gently rubbed it with the palm of his hand, Jiang Yi squinted his eyes in enjoyment.

Xing Zhuo stretched out his hand to wipe Jiang Ya's face with his head up. The technique was rough and didn't spread evenly. Jiang Ya ran away in pain.

With the help of someone for this day's itinerary, the riverside was much more relaxed, and Jiang Yi and Jiangya also had the opportunity to ride the snow slide together.On the icebreaker again, Xing Zhuo squatted down and told Jiang Yijiangya, who was looking at the sea with a telescope, to take them to Miami to see the real sea and whales next time.

Surrounded by floating ice and sea water, Xing Zhuo turned his head to look at the riverside.

Jiang Pan stood beside them and looked at them with a blurred expression. Under the fading sunlight, there was an unreal sense of beauty.

Jiangpan returned to the hotel and Jiangyi Jiangya had no battery at all, so I slept well in the room.

Next door, Xing Zhuo took off his shirt, and spent a few seconds ignoring Jiang Pan's stiff, resisting reaction, "Jiang Pan, I'm going to fuck you now, let me do it again, or let me put it in, you feel better."

"Xing Zhuo, what's the difference between you and a beast?" Jiang Pan gritted his teeth too shamelessly, "Apart from this kind of thing, do you have anything else to think about?"

Xing Zhuo wanted to be rude to him.Jiang Pan has a heart knot, but after the child is born, it will be his sooner or later.Playing tricks in front of the river is just fun.

Xing Zhuo restrained his breath and said in a low voice: "Yes, I want to talk to you. It's just that you don't ask me. I'm going back to China tomorrow. Look, are you happy? You also made me happy a few times."

Jiang Pan seemed to be stunned by the news for a moment, and asked, "What happened?"

"Huh?" Xing Zhuo looked down at his face, he missed the beautiful and blurred expression he had seen before, his lust had already spread up and down his spine, and he couldn't wait to kiss his lips.He didn't just care about Jiang Pan's question, "Ah, Zhang Xialang is getting married, a girl who is 8 years younger than him."

Zhang Xialang was "upright" gay at the beginning, but ended up marrying a woman.

Could it be that after being with Jiang Pan, he can like women?

But what about Xing Zhuo?For another person, he would feel disgusting just by looking at it, only the one by the riverside is different, it is white and red, fluffy, clean and cute.

Inexplicably, Xing Zhuo remembered the phone call a few years ago, let go of Jiang Pan's lips, looked at Jiang Pan for a few seconds, and asked: "Pan Pan, how long have you been with him? Did he know you at that time?" about pregnancy?"

When mentioning Zhang Xialang, Jiang Pan could think of their family's once incomparable arrogance, but Xing Zhuo thought he had been with Zhang Xialang.

"No one knows." Jiang Pan asked softly, "Xing Zhuo, do you know what I was thinking when I saw you with them these two days?"

Xing Zhuo said, "Am I good at taking care of them?"

"They are very sensible, and it would be the same with another person." Jiang Pan mocked, "Xing Zhuo, I suddenly found out today that it's not that I don't have feelings for you. In fact, I hate you. I hate that you have never changed your self-righteousness."

——Seeing Jiang Yi and Jiang Ya get close to Xing Zhuo naturally today, Jiang Pan felt a kind of heavy, so his silence today was because he was not happy.

"What have you paid? Just let them like you, do you deserve it?"

The atmosphere took a turn for the worse, Xing Zhuo looked down at him, his breathing chest pressed together, subtly tense.

Jiang Pan looked straight at him, and said with a smile: "The truth is hard to hear, isn't it, do you want to continue raping me?"

After Jiang Pan finished speaking, he heard unexpected words, "Jiang Pan, why don't you give me a chance?"

It seemed that the slight pain on the skin caused by Xing Zhuo penetrated into the body, Jiang Pan asked: "Why? Then why do you? Did I say I love you? Did I say that I want to start again? Without you is a new start In the beginning, your kind is called wishful thinking."

Jiang Pan's calm words made people feel a tingling pain in the chest. Xing Zhuo breathed calmly, smiled with a sense of distance, and let go of his hand, "Is it wishful thinking? Then don't cry."

Jiang Pan, whose body and expression were both stiff, touched his face subconsciously.

Seeing this scene, Xing Zhuo laughed silently.

"Jiang Pan, why don't you admit it, you still like me, why is it so difficult to get back together with you?"

"It's hard not to do things according to your thinking." Jiang Pan kept pushing him, "What on earth should I do so that you can stay away from me?"

Xing Zhuo's chest seemed to be clenched by a cold hand, and his heart cooled down bit by bit.

When he met Jiang Pan just now, Xing Zhuo still wanted to leave some leeway to maintain his aura, but after being entangled with Jiang Pan for the past few months, what face does he have in front of Jiang Pan?

Jiang Pan originally thought that with Xing Zhuo's character, he would slam the door and leave after hearing such words, but Xing Zhuo hugged him again, "Impossible."

Being hugged by him, he couldn't break free at all. Jiang Pan was so angry that he wanted to cry. He felt that he could only be freed by killing this man.

Xing Zhuo hugged his shoulders, "If you want to talk about Plato, you can be Plato. Tell me about your past few years." Changed the subject lightly, "Don't want to talk? Then you ask me."

Jiang Pan didn't speak, Xing Zhuo narrowed his eyes and said, "Jiang Pan, don't look at me like that anymore, I really want to fuck you now."

Jiang Pan: "...What are you doing?"

"I will work after graduation. When I am free, I will do some business that my grandfather used to do, buy paintings, and hold art exhibitions."

"Whose exhibition?"

"Many, mostly new artists in New York, and a small number, my father."

Shao Chenglan's first art exhibition was held in a coffee shop in China. Tickets were not charged, and it lasted for one month.Due to various reasons, the art exhibition was not held for a month as expected and ended hastily.This has become his long-cherished wish.Xing Zhuo spends about the same time every year to help him post his paintings.

Although many people think that people like Xing Zhuo may not remember Shao Chenglan as his father, but Xing Zhuo remembers that he does not have an ABC accent now, because the teacher is good, the students are smart, and because Shao Chenglan would call him at that time, Teach Xing Zhuo academic pronunciation skills, or send a long recitation audio by mail every once in a while.

Holding Jiang Pan's shoulders, Xing Zhuo didn't want to see any stiff and embarrassing situations, and said with an attitude of staying out of the way: "I'm not close to him, so I haven't talked to you before."

Unexpectedly, Xing Zhuo would take the initiative to bring up these things, especially after stabbing each other in the heart a few times, Jiang Pan's heart was numb and he didn't know who to feel sour for.

Jiang Pan said, "Oh, I thought you had a good relationship with him."

It was very easy to talk to Jiang Pan, Xing Zhuo smiled, thinking of some old things that he hardly thought of on weekdays.

Shao Chenglan works in a TV station, and Su Yuxin is a rich lady. They were both courtesans when they were young.The focus is not on the family.

Because of the relationship with the Su family, Shao Chenglan became obsessed with calligraphy and painting, and stayed at home all day, which was also the time when he and Su Yuxin were about to divorce.

Later, Shao Chenglan told him personally, when you have a rich son and the money is not yours, you sometimes hate him.

Xing Zhuo understood that it was just a momentary remark, his stepfather was very good, and his biological father was also right.In Xing Zhuo's 27 years, he has no regrets.

However, when Xing Zhuo visited Shao Chenglan's paintings alone, he occasionally thought that if Shao Chenglan was alive, maybe he would be different from Su Yuxin and Xing Zhengqi.Their relationship will also be different from when they were children.

Looking at the cold expression by the riverside in the dark, Xing Zhuo didn't say anything about the past that passed by in a hurry, and the feelings that would not come to the surface at ordinary times. He just said: "When you go back, I will take you to see him."

"why?"

Tell him I have a soft spot for a person, as always.

Before saying anything, Xing Zhuo got up, "Ah, let's take a bath."

Jiang Pan said behind his back: "Xing Zhuo, I don't understand what you mean, but I'm not suitable to go."

Xing Zhuo turned his head expressionlessly, looked at the riverside quietly, and walked out of the room.

Usually Jiang Pan would not sleep at this time, but these two days when Xing Zhuo was here, Jiang Pan would turn off the lights in the room very early.

Lying on the bed and falling into the predicament of insomnia, it seems that I have thought a lot, but there seems to be nothing.

I don't know when I fell asleep, as if someone said in my dream,

"Panpan, good night, have a good dream tonight."