Misfiring

When she came back, Ying Yang didn't go through the main entrance, she held a small twig she picked up in her hand, and tapped the lock twice on the small door that used to be a balcony and now turned into a yard. With a click, the wooden door opened and the branch fell to the ground On the ground, it has completed the mission it should not have undertaken.

Ying Yang walked in naturally with the bag in his hand, and locked the door with his backhand. The security guards watching the night only thought he opened the door with a key from a distance.

Cheng Mo was still in the study, but Eggy ran over when he heard the commotion. He had never seen anyone coming in and out from this side before. A wooden door that tricked it.

Fortunately, although it has a strong skin, it can't reach the door lock even if it stretches its hind legs and stands up long.

The windows of the yard and the study are on the same side, and Ying Yang can see the light coming from the window when he turns his head slightly, but the light screens block the line of sight, so he can't see anything.Most of the light sources at home are in warm colors. Cheng Mo probably lived alone for a long time and couldn't stand the feeling of desertedness. He couldn't help but care about controlling the atmosphere of the home.

At this time, exactly one hour had passed since Cheng Mo hid in the study, Ying Yang put away the cover and lubricated clothes that were temporarily out of sight, threw the shopping bag to Dandan, let him tear it up and play, when he was excited, it was like taking medicine Running around with it in its mouth.

A rattan rocking chair was placed in the yard, Ying Yang unpacked the cigarette, leaned on the rocking chair, lit it and took a puff.The smoke curled up, and the scarlet light flickered on and off in the dim courtyard, blurring Ying Yang's lifeless but still handsome eyebrows.

At first, Eggy huddled in the bag curiously and peeked at his movements. After the strong smell of smoke smoked it, she ran away in anger. Stretch out your hand to open the door outside the study.

open the door!open the door!

The new Twolegs are rebelling and making my place stink!

Eggy's eager movements seemed to convey such a signal.Cheng Mo in the room was finishing the work, and when he heard it scratching the door, he hurriedly ended the video call with the new teacher, saved the ppt, and turned to open the door.

"what's wrong?"

"Hey—"

As soon as the door opened, Eggy grabbed Cheng Mo's trouser legs and climbed up. Cheng Mo bent down to catch it, and supported his soft back with one hand and pulled off the shopping bag it was wearing with the other: "Hey, are you pestered?"

"Meow, meow——"

Eggy is on all fours, the whole body except the head, the back and the tail are orange hairs in layers, from the forehead to the limbs are snowy white, now it stretches its neck, the slender hairs under the neck proudly protrude like a girdle. She wore a scarf, and when she opened her mouth, her lower row of small teeth were exposed, innocently tight, clearly a complaint, but she looked more like a spoiled child.

Cheng Mo rubbed its head, carried it out of the study.At first he thought that Eggy was trying to trick Xiaoyu into eating it again, so he also planned to pamper it for a while, but he discovered the real reason for Eggy's abnormality just after he left the house.

The thin smell of smoke came in from outside the house. Since there was only so little space in the house, and because he hadn't been exposed to similar infestation for a long time, Cheng Mo suddenly felt the smoke in front of his eyes, and couldn't help coughing.

"Cough, cough cough—"

Eggy jumped away from him and plunged into the bedroom to hide from disaster.Cheng Mo raised his hand to fan the air, and walked slowly towards the source of pollution.

It's not that he has never seen Ying Yang smoking. On the way home or on the rooftop, he would light one for himself whenever he thought of it. Annoyed, he actually smoked two cigarettes behind his back.

And those who were dismissed were limited to his younger brother, not including him.

I don't know why he loves to let himself be with me.It's probably because he doesn't talk much, never ask him what's bothering him, and don't say silly things like solving his troubles for him.Even because he only huddled aside to write the test paper, Ying Yang would occasionally turn around and laugh at him for putting on a show.

But this time he was different from every time in the past, he smoked a lot, the unused flower seat that was used temporarily as an ashtray was filled with cigarette butts, Ying Yang occupied his wicker chair, his tall body stood in the moonlight. He looked a little lonely in the dark, but in the dark, his gaze made Cheng Mo suddenly think of those lonely animals in the animal world.

Cheng Mo tried to cut off his cigarette: "Stop smoking."

Ying Yang raised his hand slightly, and clasped his wrists in front of him. Cheng Mo was caught off guard for a moment. Although he did not fall on Ying Yang, the distance between them suddenly shortened. It came out of his thin lips and slowly sprayed onto his face.

"Hmm." Cheng Mo held his breath and still choked, "Cough, cough cough..."

After bullying him, Ying Yang let go of his hand, and took another breath without paying attention, her thin lips pressed against the filter, like kissing.Cheng Mo's heart skipped a beat, when he raised his eyebrows and looked at him in protest.

He could only back away a little, and wiped his face angrily: "If you want to smoke, get out, your balls will be blown away by you."

"I'm already outside." Ying Yang tilted his head, his voice hoarse.

Cheng Mo kept staring at him, as if thinking about how to deal with it.

"It's okay not to smoke, just trade it with the conditions." Ying Yang shook the cigarette case and kindly reminded, "There are still a dozen...you know what I want."

"You live and eat here for nothing, and I haven't even negotiated terms with you."

"It's not that you don't want a six-figure market value." Ying Yang flicked the cigarette ash, "But it's too late to regret it now."

"Can you stop being so childish?"

"I just want you to take the initiative to kiss me, why are you so childish." Ying Yang sneered, and asked confidently, "Who's kid thinks about this all day long."

It turns out that you also know that you miss me all day long.

Cheng Mo didn't care about him, didn't want to argue with him, and didn't want to cooperate with his jokes. He walked into the room full of disappointment, and closed the door: "Smooth slowly."

I don't care about my own body, it's clearly for his own good, but it's as if I'm trying to harm him.Whatever it is, anyway, all that needs to be said has been said, even if something goes wrong in the future, it has nothing to do with him.

After Cheng Mo left, Ying Yang withdrew his gaze, stepped on his feet, and the wicker chair slowly swayed.

His deep eyes were hidden in the dark, and the smoke in his hand swayed in a continuous curve.

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