Misfiring

When they all cleaned up and gathered at the dining table refreshed, Cheng Mo looked at the porridge and side dishes in front of him, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Is that...wouldn't it be too bland?"

Dried vegetables and salty bone porridge, cold soybean sprouts, and a plate of dry steamed siu mai, all made by Cheng Mo while Ying Yang was taking a bath. He can't eat too greasy now. Right now, I am still afraid that he will lose his appetite.

"No." As he spoke, Ying Yang picked up the bean sprouts and took a sip with sincerity, "It's just as good as it tastes."

Only then did Cheng Mo feel relieved.

During the meal, the two of them didn't have much communication, Cheng Mo was silently thinking about what happened last night, while Ying Yang looked up at him from time to time, speculating on his mental activities idly.

Except for some truths that are intentionally concealed, most of the time Cheng Mo's thoughts are actually very easy to guess.

As soon as he frowned, Ying Yang knew that he was scolding himself in frustration, and at the same time, he was very surprised at the fact that he was crying continuously.

Cheng Mo, are you made of water?How can you cry for so long? !Also, forget about crying, why are you still sitting on Ying Yang and crying? !Everyone's clothes are wet...

Do not help to wash it.

Of course, the last sentence was added by Ying Yang himself.

After thinking about it, Cheng Mo smiled again.

Ying Yang couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth while watching, and read Cheng Mo's heartfelt voice simultaneously: But he wasn't angry, and he coaxed me not to cry.Hearing that my eyes hurt, he immediately picked me up, just like holding a child, shameful.But he didn't make any jokes, he just washed my face very seriously, put my eyes on it, and finally squatted beside the bed to coax me to sleep.

How can he be so good?So gentle, patient, nothing like him.

In the middle of the night, he found that I had a fever, and he gave me medicine and ice packs. He didn't know how long he took care of me.I guess I haven't slept all the time, so I was so hungry that I cooked noodles for myself in the middle of the night.

Although there are also reasons why I didn't eat the night before.

……

In the meantime, Ying Yang unconsciously added a few good words of boasting to himself. In short, Cheng Mo was extremely guilty and embarrassed, but he was secretly happy in his heart for a long time.

Undercurrents surged, each other wiped out all the food on the table, Cheng Mo couldn't resist Ying Yang's insistence, watched him put the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen and prepare to wash, indescribable thoughts popped up in his mind again.

This kind of Ying Yang made him intuit the true and the false, elusive, as if everything he encountered at this moment was a deception, he seemed to be immersed in an absurd and confused dream, maybe Ying Yang should give him a cold look The moment is when he wakes up from the dream.

Ying Yang turned around after washing the dishes and saw Cheng Mo standing behind him and staring at him in a daze: "What are you thinking?" If everything depends on guesswork, the days would be too monotonous, and most of Ying Yang who can communicate directly speak directly.

"No."

Only when Cheng Mo responded like this, he would continue to guess: "Miss me?"

Cheng Mo glanced at him angrily, his eyes clearly said "smelly shameless".

"What's the rush, isn't it just what I said?" Ying Yang wiped his hands dry, and shook it in front of him, "I didn't tell you not to think about it, if you can't hold it back, you can just give me a kiss."

"What am I holding back?" Besides, if you want to kiss, you must kiss the balls.Cheng Mo pushed him away, turned his head and left, looking for the fat shadow of Eggy everywhere.

"Don't you like to cling to me, I think you were clingy yesterday." Ying Yang followed him blankly.

Cheng Mo caught Dandan behind a small grass in the yard, bent down and lifted it up, and babbled in front of Ying Yang: "Then I guess I took you for Dandan."

Ying Yang looked at him strangely: "You like to kiss 'Dandan'? That's fine."

"..."

Stinking rogue.

If his expression was more normal, Cheng Mo would be far from being wrong. Now he can't even answer "yes" confidently. He can only nestle on the sofa with Eggy, snoring its fur while pointing and cursing: "Eggy, don't be like some people. Although we have the same yellow skin, we have to be white inside to be cute, right?"

"Who are you talking about?"

Cheng Mo didn't hesitate at all: "Whoever reacts loudly will be the one to talk."

Ying Yang was not angry either, and sat next to Cheng Mo like a grandpa, took out his mobile phone and clicked a few times, and put the screen in front of him: "Look, who said I was cute yesterday? Today's tone has changed, you Tell me if you are a heartless person."

Cheng Mo's eyes almost turned into fighting cocks before he finally saw the picture clearly:

--[picture]

--cute.

"Am I talking about you? It's clearly Eggy, pull it down if you have the ability."

Ying Yang took back the phone and pretended to swipe it a few times: "Huh? There's nothing down there."

Cheng Mo kept staring at him, staring at him, and suddenly belatedly recalled the note on the message he accidentally saw just now: [Obey], and a girly emoji red heart was added behind it.

"You...why are you messing with notes?"

Ying Yang pointed at the word "obediently", "You mean this?"

Cheng Mo saw it more clearly now, and confirmed that he was right: "Ah."

After shaking the phone for a while, Ying Yang squinted at him: "Don't you like to wear pink rabbit underwear? What's the nickname of the little rabbit? Isn't it just obedient." He also sang, "Little rabbit be good, open the door……"

Ying Yang's voice is deep, and he doesn't lose his tune when he hums. If his intention is not to make fun of Cheng Mo, it can undoubtedly be called a good enjoyment.

"Only, only Grandma Wolf can call that." Cheng Mo interrupted him angrily, "And I don't have rabbit underwear either!"

"There must be pink ones, I still wore them yesterday, just washed them, and now they are hanging on the balcony..."

Cheng Mo turned her head away from looking at him, concentrated on playing with Testan's little paws, and when she was in a hurry, she lightly squeezed the pink and tender meat pad.Ying Yang got the effect he wanted, but he leaned over to squeeze him in disgust: "Are you angry?"

Cheng Mo didn't say a word, thinking aggrievedly what's wrong with the pink underwear, can't men wear pink underwear? !There are also pink clothes, pink pants, pink shoes... On weekends, he will go out and buy them all, and wear them all!

In response to this, Ying Yang unexpectedly kissed him on the cheek, and with a slightly loud sound, Cheng Mo and Dandan quickly looked up at him at the same time.

However, the difference is that there is a slight stare in Cheng Mo's eyes.

Ying Yangcai doesn't care what he thinks, but with a smirk, he presses down on another relationship, and the existence of Eggy can't hinder him in the slightest.In just a few seconds, a series of hot and humid marks were added to Cheng Mo's face.

"Hey! Hey!" Cheng Mo managed to push Ying Yang away successfully. During the process, he used his hands and feet in embarrassment. Even Eggy disliked him, and used its arched back to contribute to Cheng Mo.

After Ying Yang finished playing hooligans, his face was neither red nor his heart beat, and he asked Cheng Mo plausibly: "Don't give me a kiss?" It was in stark contrast to his performance.

"You're going to crush your balls," Cheng Mo answered the irrelevant question with his mouth curled up, then raised his hand to wipe his face, showing disgust, "it's all saliva."

"Have you eaten less?" Ying Yang was not the least bit embarrassed, but rather proud, "I think you are quite intoxicated, last night oh no, this morning you just fell asleep."

Cheng Mo blinked, and it took him a while to understand what he meant, but his expression remained calm, and he pushed Eggy into his arms like pushing a pot: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Just pretend to be stupid."

"Who's pretending to be stupid?"

"Let's say whoever reacts the most." Ying Yang finally seized the opportunity to retaliate to him, and then he helped Eggy squatting on his body to adjust a comfortable position, and nodded his head, "You too Do you want me to kiss you? Call Dad to listen and I will treat you equally."

Eggy didn't know if she understood, she stared at him with her round eyes, and suddenly let out a soft "meow".

"Good boy." Sure enough, Ying Yang touched the top of its head.

It is said that the man who likes small animals is the most attractive, Cheng Mo can see it fascinated, but his mouth is still merciless: "Are you sure it didn't say 'get out'?"

"If it were you, would you be willing? I'm so handsome." Ying Yang narrated the facts lightly, then moved his chest muscles, and turned his balls up freely, "Right, son."

"..." Cheng Mo couldn't stand it anymore, shook his head, sighed, and decided to stay away from this narcissistic and coquettish man, "Sleep."

Looking at Cheng Mo's back, Ying Yang thought to himself: Sooner or later, I will let you cry and call Dad.

"...Ah Choo!"

Cheng Mo sniffed, and decided to bring an extra thin shirt when he went out.

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What time is it sooner or later?Ying Yang: Morning and evening.