Sand sculpture heroes come out of youth

Youmu told grandma to go to Jincheng for dinner.

Before leaving, I went to see You Ruoyu again.

You Ruoyu locked himself in the room for a whole day and refused to communicate with everyone. He was not in a bad mood but he just didn't leave the house.

You Mu put a bag of raw toast and a bag of dried strawberries on the bedside of her bed, tapped on the edge of the bed with his fingers and said, "Do you want to drink Tingzi porridge?"

You Ruoyu rarely opened his eyes to look at him: "...Well, did you order takeaway?"

After she finished talking, she saw raw toast next to her pillow, while Nomad was holding chocolate-flavored iceberg lava, and immediately pouted: "I want to eat iceberg lava, too."

Seeing her speak, Nomad turned around and walked out, raised the box in his hand and waved it around, "There is still a box in the refrigerator, if you want to eat, take it yourself."

You Ruoyu got up and sat on the edge of the bed, shouting at Nomad's back: "Annoying!"

You Mu opened the door and looked back at her, "Come out for dinner when you get up." Grandparents were worried and didn't dare to ask more questions.

You Ruoyu looked down at his toes and said, "Well, brother, thank you."

Nomad's mouth twitched, he closed the door and left.

Grandma You came over and asked, "How is it? Are you awake?"

You Mu put his arms around grandma's shoulders and shook: "It's okay, get up, don't worry about it, when will uncle and the others arrive?"

As soon as You Jiangping was mentioned, Grandma You became furious and yelled that she wanted to break the legs of her second son.

You Mu took advantage of You Jiang'an washing his face in the bathroom and slipped into his grandfather's study room, grabbed a bottle of wine from his father's wine box and ran away.

If he asks his father for wine, his father will definitely not give it, and maybe he will punish him.He can only drink it sneakily, and wait for his father to find out, and then confess and be lenient. At that time, it doesn't matter if he is punished again.

There was no answer to knocking on the door, so Nomad had to push the door and enter. Jincheng was not at the work table, and there was no one in the kitchen.

The whole room is filled with a fresh, sweet and delicious tempting smell, and the fragrance is tangy.

Even if the air conditioner is fully turned on, the kitchen is still steaming.

Nomad sucked his saliva uselessly, the body fluid secreted from both sides of his tongue almost flooded his teeth.

Just as he was walking towards the kitchen, there was a sudden sound of water behind him.

Nomad looked back at the bathroom, it should be Jincheng taking a shower.

The layout of the bathroom in the old house is very old. Although Jincheng moved in, the bathroom basin was changed, but the door was not changed. The bottom third of the bathroom door is made of wood, and the top two thirds are frosted glass—and the frosted glass has been frosted for many years. Has become translucent.

Nomad frowned and stared at the half-old door for three or four seconds, only to realize that even if someone in the bathroom was taking a shower in the bathroom, the person in the living room could still see the outline of the body and the general movement.

So now Jincheng is washing...birds...ass...eh?Too scribbled...thighs...err...

You Mu turned his head to the bowl on the bar that contained crushed peanuts, crispy fried dough sticks, and shallots, and swallowed another mouthful of saliva secreted by the smell of porridge.

Well, indeed, the porridge is too fragrant, it must be so.

Jin Cheng didn't step out of the bathroom until the crispy fried dough sticks and crushed peanuts in the bowl were stared at by him and they were both weak.

Jin Cheng only wears a pair of home trousers all over his body - the trousers have a strong sense of fit and drape.The contours of the leg muscles are revealed with every movement.

Seeing Nomad, Jin Cheng, who was wiping his chest with a bath towel, paused.

Nomad turned his head, becoming lighter and somewhat complicated, his eyes were dumbfounded.

The two stared at each other silently for two seconds, neither of them said anything else.

"When did you come?" Jin Cheng saw that You Mu was still staring at him in a daze, his expression was almost weird, his eyes changed from stupefied to confused, "The porridge will have to wait for a while..."

Nomad sighed with regret, and said, "Just came, do you want to drink?"

He raised his hand holding the wine bottle and shook Jin Cheng.

One of them stood by the kitchen bar, the other stood by the bathroom door, separated by the living room and the long table in the living room full of various tools and various expensive finished leathers.

Jin Cheng walked around the long table, wrapped the towel around his neck, approached Nomad and raised his hand to flick the wine bottle raised by Nomad.

"Ding" The wine bottle made a not-so-clear sound.

Jin Cheng asked with a smile: "Can you drink?" The underage kid, so far all his fantasies have been blocked by the word underage.

Youmu finally took his eyes off Jincheng Qisigou's chest and abdominal muscles, and it was only then that he realized that the wine he had stolen was sake.

"It's only 16°. If you don't expose me, I can drink it. Why are you so afraid?" The second sentence in the last sentence is terrible.

Nomad purposely uttered such an idiot in middle school two to ease the atmosphere. Although he didn't know what could ease the atmosphere, he just felt a little weird.

Thinking about it this way, I immediately remembered the embarrassment when I escaped from the boat in the afternoon... Eh?Why do you use the word "fleeing from the desert"? He is not deserted, so it is even more impossible to escape. It's just urgent to pee... Fuck!There is also the photo of the pseudo -watering, and the P. pseudo -owned P. The picture below ... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Jin Cheng looked at Nomad's face with rich and complex expressions that were indescribable within a second or two, and he knew that this kid was driving an excavator again in his brain.

He raised his hand and rubbed the top of Nomad's hair, pointed to the kitchen cabinet and said, "Go find a cup."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the bedroom, wiping the water off his upper body as he walked.

Nomad followed Jin Cheng's turning movement and turned his head to catch up with him—quietly watching the water dripping from his hair flow down the back of his neck and into the groove of his spine.

The water droplets quickly converged into a stream, and then quickly slid from the spine groove between the two shoulder blades to the back waist, and finally... a small piece of wetness was found on the back of the trouser waist.

The wet little piece goes down again... being picked up by the two raised strands...

Nomad suddenly turned his head to look at the bowl on the bar that contained crushed peanuts and crispy fried dough sticks.

This time, he couldn't smell the porridge that filled the room. He had just spotted the weak peanuts and fried dough sticks, and now he was standing firmly in the bowl as if to demonstrate to him.

ill!

Nomad cursed in his heart.

Although I don't know who to scold.

When Jin Cheng came out of the bedroom, Nomad had already drunk, more than half of the wine was poured into the two glasses, and half of Nomad's glass was filled.

The peanuts and fried dough sticks in the bowl in front of Nomad are also reduced by half.

"Steak, chicken breast, and chicken nuggets?" Jin Cheng asked as he walked from the living room to the kitchen.

"Thank you for the porridge." Nomad kept looking up at the dining lamp on the bar, occasionally throwing a peanut or fried dough stick in his mouth, and taking another sip of wine.

Jin Cheng passed by the bar and glanced at the middle-school boy who was unable to extricate himself from depression, he smiled and said nothing.

Adjust the taste of the scallop and pork belly japonica rice porridge that has been boiled until soft, and then put the minced beef, sashimi, and shrimp into the porridge in turn, and after boiling again, pour in the crushed peanuts and crispy fried dough sticks that are almost eaten by nomads, and Shredded egg, chopped green onion, shredded ginger.

Nomad despises Jiji who has the potential to be a voyeur, but it's time to wait.

The over-loose vest concealed the somewhat deeply sunken spine and narrow waist, but the two arms were fully exposed—the muscle lines on Jin Cheng's body were not like the gnarled muscle lines on Yu Jiang An's body, not obtrusive but very fit.

Jin Cheng went into the bedroom and only added a large gray vest. Behind the vest was a sun pattern with a big face. It was a bit abstract and cool. The style and tonality were very similar to Jin Cheng and the temperament he exuded. take.

Nomad is very convinced, this person has an aura, as long as everything he owns is very similar to him.

Even the out-of-the-box boat porridge.

He cursed again in his heart, "I'm sick!".

This sentence is to reward himself.

"Taste it." Jin Cheng put two servings of porridge full of ingredients on the bar, turned around and took two spoons, and handed one to Nomad.

You Mu put down his wine glass, leaned close to the bowl and sniffed with his nose.

Seeing him like this, Jin Cheng tilted his head and smiled.

You Mu raised his face from the bowl, raised his finger to the corner of his eyes and asked Jin Cheng, "Did you see it?"

Jin Cheng didn't see anything, except for a dog with wide-open eyes, but it didn't prevent him from wanting to take a closer look.

So he bent down and propped his elbows on the bar, looked close to the corner of Nomad's eyes, and then said "huh?" in this posture.

"Tears!" Nomad nodded again.

I almost burst into tears when I smelled it, it's so fragrant!

Jin Cheng also nodded, "Is this a tear mole?"

"It doesn't count, my mother said that it's because I didn't wipe it off when I was a child, and it grew in my flesh." You Mu wiped the spot where he was slapped, and it was a little itchy.

The tear mole Jin Cheng mentioned is a very inconspicuous black spot on the extension line of his double eyelids, which happens to be the deepest part of the eye socket.

If it wasn't close to the distance where the eyelashes brushed to his cheekbones, he might not be able to see it.

Jincheng saw it.

What's the matter with this man?

Jin Cheng slowly withdrew his upper body, just as he picked up the spoon, he saw You Mu filled a large spoonful of porridge and put it into his mouth.

"!!!" He reached out and grabbed Nomad's wrist, "It's just out of the pot, at least 90 degrees. What are you thinking?"

"...I want to eat it quickly, it's delicious, and I'm so moved that I'm about to burst into tears." You Mu made a clumsy and stupid excuse.

Jin Cheng let go, and after sitting down, he looked at him expressionlessly and said, "Blow it before eating, do you want me to teach you?"

"Crack!" Nomad slapped the table with his palm, and an invisible ball of fire shot up behind him.

Look at each other for two seconds.

Nomad said angrily: "Eat!" He said and took another big spoon.

Seeing that he was about to stuff the whole spoon into his mouth rebelliously again, Jin Cheng helplessly and exaggeratedly blew the porridge in his spoon. "Hoo~~Hoo~~~~"

Jin Cheng smiled and said, "Will you meet?"

Nomad said arrogantly: "Believe it or not, I'll beat you up when I'm full!"

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows nonchalantly, and said in a cold tone while blowing the porridge: "Oh, it's so scary, beat me up? Shouldn't you bite me?"

Nomad: "..." Damn it, you think I dare not bite you!

After beating you, I will bite you again!Have an opinion? !

The smoke of gunpowder was everywhere after a meal.

The nomadic rabies nearly committed it!

However, I have to say that Jincheng's Tingzai porridge is the best porridge he has ever tasted, there is no one, and he does not accept rebuttals.

In the end, he even ate the fishy ginger.

She even packed a copy for You Ruoyu with a straight face.

Jincheng cooks, Jincheng washes dishes, Jincheng washes fruit, Jincheng Jincheng Jincheng...

Nomad lay on the bar counter and followed the only person in the room with his eyes.

Coming out of the kitchen, Jin Cheng patted him on the head and said, "Go and sit by the back window."

Nomad followed with a wine glass to the rear window.

After the air conditioner is turned off, the windows are wide open, and the night wind blows head-on, carrying sticky heat and humidity.

The two of them sat down facing the sunflower field on each side of the window sill, with one foot on the window sill, the toe of the shoe pressed against the toe of the shoe, and the other leg stretched out of the window, lying on the ground along the wall.

"Don't ask me about last night, I don't want to talk about it for now." Nomad whispered.

"Hmm." Jin Cheng raised his head halfway to the window frame above his head, looking at the night sky.

If you don't tell me, I won't ask.

I don't know how long the silence lasted, but suddenly there was loud beating and cursing in the front yard.

"My uncle is back." Nomad explained.

Not only You Jiangping will be back tonight, his mother Zhou Rong and You Ruoyu's mother Li Min are also coming soon.

As soon as You Jiangping came back, he was bound to be beaten three times by his grandparents and another Lianjiazi, You Jiangan, who was mixed with men and women.

Sure enough, after a while, there was a howling sound like a pig being killed in the next room.

"Don't go back and take a look?" Jin Cheng looked at Nomad.

Nomad shook his head, "My dad and they never let me and my sister get involved in adult affairs. I just want to ask when have I ever been a child in front of them?"

This is probably a philosophical statement. No matter who you are, you will always be a child in front of your parents.

Jin Cheng's eyes showed envy, he chewed the words repeatedly in his mouth, and finally said: "You are here too."

Not to be outdone, Nomad said: "It seems that you are not the same."

Jin Cheng looked away again, and said in a low voice, "I'm not."