licked a small tit

Judging from their reactions, you can tell that they are preparing to do something that needs to be mosaiced.

On the balcony, the two squatted in the corner, very close to each other.Bo Ye hugged the young man in a gesture of snatching the boy, while Tang Zhi said no, but his body was very honest, half-pushing and half-accepting, and generally very cooperative.

"Bo Ye, can you pay attention to the influence? You don't even look at the occasion when you play hooligans. Is the public terrace a place where you can play?" Zhou Ming poured water and passed the door, and reprimanded solemnly: "And Candi, it's because you are too indulgent. , Bo Ye can do whatever he wants, you two really...can't you do things behind closed doors?"

Worried that Zhou Ming's voice would be heard downstairs, Tang Zhi was anxious and didn't have time to explain so much, so he made a "shh" gesture at him and asked him to come over.

Dazed for a moment, Zhou Ming looked at Tang Zhi as if he was meeting him for the first time, then looked at Bo Ye, and finally looked away in panic: "I... I don't play 3P, don't lead me bad..."

Tang Zhi: "..."

Bo Ye's face turned dark, and he ground his teeth: "You think it's beautiful..."

Downstairs, standing face to face with Jiang Yichen, was a bloated middle-aged woman, dressed not so decently, wearing a shirt with long sleeves in the color of withered leaves and black spinning pants, the kind of woman who walks in the big city On the street, people dressed incompatible with the people around them.

Being questioned by Jiang Yichen, the woman rubbed her hands on the hem of her shirt, embarrassed like a child who has done something wrong: "Baby, you haven't gone back for a long time, and the family misses you. I said a few months ago that I would come here, you If you press hard and don't let it go, your father said to pull it down directly, so I will..."

The woman spoke blunt Mandarin with a local accent, which sounded thick and simple.

Looking back at the direction of the street, as if he was afraid of someone passing by, Jiang Yichen said impatiently: "What is there to worry about? Didn't the phone say that I am here well? If you come without saying hello, the nearby hotels will be in advance. I made a reservation, I will go out with you and ask for leave from the manager, now I have nothing ready, it will only add to the chaos for me."

Seeing the scene below, Tang Zhi frowned, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable.

Listening to the conversation, the middle-aged woman should be Jiang Yichen's mother, but Jiang Yichen didn't have the slightest warmth when facing his family members, he was indifferent, mean, and unreasonable, and his attitude towards them was worse than usual. Jiang Yichen was worried about something, evasive, as if afraid that others would discover the existence of the woman...

In his long-standing concept, it is absolutely unacceptable to treat elders like this. Jiang Yichen doesn't even have the most basic respect.

"Can visitors live in the base?" Tang Zhi looked downstairs and asked in a low voice.

Bo Ye sneered: "It's okay to live, but Biscuit may not want her to come in."

Zhou Ming could also see it clearly, and shook his head in disappointment: "Jiang Yichen... is too ignorant."

"No, no, baby." Downstairs, Jiang's mother waved her hands in a hurry, explaining: "I just want to come and see you, and bring you some pears by the way, and I'll go back right away, I still have work to do tomorrow."

As he said that, he walked to the side and lifted the sack against the wall, which was half the height of a person.Her hands were round and swollen, black and red, but unexpectedly dexterous, and she untied the cumbersome knots in a few strokes.

On the second floor, the three of them looked down clearly, and pineapple overflowed from the opening of the opened bag.

The pears were medium in size, not as pretty as the commercial ones, with blotches and lots of dark brown scratches.

Pressing his forehead against the railing and looking down, Tang Zhi sniffed, "It smells so good."

Although it doesn't look good, the smell is sweeter than the ones you usually buy, and you can smell it from such a distance.

Jiang Yichen immediately exploded: "You carried it all by yourself?!"

"Isn't it?" Mother Jiang said with pride in her tone, "A few of them may be crushed, so be careful when you hold them."

"Don't you know how to use express delivery? Who would carry such a heavy load outside now! Are you stupid!"

"Isn't the courier fee more expensive..." Mother Jiang said: "There are your manager and colleagues here, there must be a lot of people, take it to eat with everyone."

Jiang Yichen took a deep breath, his body was so tense that he was trembling, he said in a suppressed way: "They want to eat, won't they buy it themselves? There are many fruit shops around here, and the pears they bought are no better than the pears you brought. Good-looking? Who would like these local products, you are doing nothing, and you are still talking..."

The following words were cut off suddenly, Jiang Yichen turned his face away and looked to the other side.

"This pear is good!" Mother Jiang took his right hand, slowly stroked his clenched fist, and flattened it. "This is harvested from the trees in the backyard, and it has not been sprayed."

Jiang Yichen didn't speak, just stood there stiffly, not looking at the bloated woman in front of him.

Jiang's mother was not annoyed, she touched his palm over and over again, and said to herself: "I know that Chen'er is busy and working hard outside, but since you left, mother has been thinking about you, and thinking about it is like a dream." I always dreamed of you, sometimes I dreamed that you were bullied outside, and my heart was gripped, it’s good to see you now, I’m fatter than when I left..."

Laughed heartily twice, and said again: "Everyone in the village asks where Chenwa has gone. I say that Chenwa makes a lot of money in Shanghai, but it's terrible. They all say that Shanghai is a big city, and I put you every month. Speaking of the money sent home, everyone praised Chenwa as promising and talented."

Jiang Yichen finally had a reaction, stalked his neck, and his voice contained an element of anger: "Don't always tell others about your family, and you're not afraid to raise your hooves and cut your palms. I'm not at home. What will you and dad do if you get caught by a thief..."

"How can there be any thieves now?" Mother Jiang smiled happily, her bloated body trembling, "Don't worry, we are all fine at home."

Jiang Yichen was a head shorter in height, she raised her hand to touch the young man's face, her eyes were full of pity: "Baby, take care of yourself outside, and go home when you are tired, we don't want to be rich, we just want to be healthy and healthy. Be happy, Mom won't bother you, let's go first, and I have to catch the train at night."

As the parting was approaching, Jiang Yichen felt awkward again. He took out his mobile phone and looked up the map: "What's the point now? Rest for a night and leave tomorrow. I'll book a hotel for you."

"No, no, no." Mother Jiang smiled, holding his hand, "Tomorrow is really busy, isn't there an e-commerce company looking for me to buy pears, your father's wooden fish head can't figure it out, he really left, he's fine by himself."

When the women came, they carried bags that were half their height, and when they left, they were empty-handed.

Under the orange-red sunset, seeing that poor-quality shirt was soaked in sweat and imprinted on her back, watching her casually tied hair being messed up by the wind, watching her bloated figure moving forward in the narrow box, Jiang Yichen suddenly Eyes stinging.

"mom!"

He wiped his eyes, lowered his head and trotted after her, took out the money in his pocket and stuffed it into her hand, and said viciously: "Take the high-speed train to Wuhan! Don't be greedy for petty gains and take the express train. It takes a long time and is uncomfortable."

"When you transfer trains in Wuchang, you must buy a soft sleeper! If you can't buy it, you can rest for a night, and you should suffer if your legs are swollen."

"Don't be reluctant to pay. I have plenty. There will be a competition in a few days. Once you win a prize, it will be tens of thousands. Money is quick and easy in our business. Don't feel sorry for me, you know?"

After taking out his coat and trousers, he scraped together more than 600 yuan, and finally even took out the [-] cents in the back pocket of his trousers, and handed it all to the other party.

The two talked for a while, and Mother Jiang waved to him contentedly, and left.

Jiang Yichen stared at the spot for a long time, until the last ray of sunlight on the horizon dimmed, then he lowered his head to wipe his eyes, turned around and returned to the base.

When he passed the bag of pineapple, he stopped for a while, finally gritted his teeth, chose to ignore it, and continued walking.

On the balcony on the second floor, three men squatted side by side, and the atmosphere was rarely silent.

Tang Zhi wrapped his arms around his knees, staring at the pear that was left by the wall, feeling a little complicated.

The reason why Jiang Yichen threw away that bag of pears was because of inferiority...

Seeing that the mother and child had left, Bo Ye got up and said, "Let's go, there's nothing to see."

"That..." Tang Zhi asked, "What about pears?"

"Let's put it down." Bo Ye didn't care, "The right owner is gone, so why should we worry about it?"

Zhou Ming: "Would it be a pity? Now is the season to eat pears..."

"Will you buy it yourself if you want to eat it?" Bo Ye said indifferently: "Since the ginger biscuit doesn't mean to share, let's pretend we didn't see it."

"But his mother recited it so hard." Tang Zhi's voice was muffled.

Bo Ye thought it was funny: "so?"

Zhou Ming glanced at him faintly: "Why are you so ruthless?"

Tang Zhi looked up at him, and muttered, "Why are you so unjust..."

Bo Ye: "..."

Tang Zhi made up his mind, stood up, and pulled him together: "Let's carry the pear back."

Bo Ye shook his head, not interested: "I want to go with you."

Tang Zhi poked his cheek in dissatisfaction: "You villain."

Then I really plan to go by myself.

"Wait a minute." Bo Ye leaned on the railing to stop him: "Is it meaningful for you to care about him? Didn't you see that he is a white-eyed wolf?"

Tang Zhi turned his head, thought for a while, and answered seriously: "It makes sense, Jiang Yichen is a member of my team, you may think that he has nothing to do with you, but he is very important to our second team."

Watching the boy leave, Bo Ye faced the balcony door with a smile on his lips.

He turned his face and looked at Zhou Ming: "My boyfriend, isn't he very sensible?"

Zhou Ming: "You are much more sensible than when you were young."

Bo Ye: "Old Zhou, you lost me."

Tang Zhi went downstairs, and after tightening the mouth of the bag again, he tried to lift the half-person-high bag, but he found that he couldn't lift it at all.Then I tried various methods, but none of them could get the bag off the ground.

In the end, he faced the sack out of breath, put his hands on his waist and sighed, Jiang Yichen's mother is really amazing.

Tang Zhi raised his face and called out in a drawn-out voice, "Bo Ye—help me."

Bo Ye looked down from the edge of the guardrail on the second floor: "If the sound is nice, I'll go down."

How could Tang Zhi not know what he was thinking, because he was too used to it, so he was not as shy as before.

He glanced at Zhou Ming, the meaning was self-evident.

Bo Ye glanced at Zhou Ming lightly: "Cover your ears."

Zhou Ming had ten thousand mmp in his heart.

He turned his back and covered his ears cooperatively.

"Honey, come down."

Bo Ye pursed his lips and smiled, his heart was mostly relieved, but he still pushed forward: "Dance, I'll go down."

"You are too much." Deciding not to argue with him, Tang Zhi said, "What are you dancing for?"

"Just the pickme pickmeup." Bo Ye suppressed his laugh, "The middle part is fine."

Tang Zhi had no choice but to straighten his clothes, while humming in a low voice, while perfunctorily dancing to the beat: "Pickme pickmeup~Pickme pickmeup~Pickme pickmeup~ The more you like it~ The cuter I am..."

As night fell completely, Bo Ye's heart was filled with unbelievable tenderness when he saw the young man who was singing and dancing under the street lights, and was paddling in the water.

He smiled slightly, his voice was softer than the evening breeze: "Baby, I love you."