Misfiring

Tired of lying on the bed for a long time, Cheng Mo only felt that his face was covered with saliva.

However, his whole body was tied up in the quilt, and the more he twisted it, the tighter it became. In the end, almost all his strength was exhausted, and he was limp under Ying Yang's body as if his soul had been sucked out, and he didn't struggle any more.

Seeing that he was behaving well, Ying Yang let go of him little by little.Cheng Mo still didn't realize it, the tongue in his mouth made him dizzy, and the smell of mint lingering in his taste buds couldn't wake him up.

Eggy heard that there was no movement in the room, so she boldly moved in slowly, her four paws landed on the wooden floor, and walked silently.When Cheng Mo found it, it had already jumped onto the bed, nestled at the head of the bed and pulled his hair with its white front paws.

Ying Yang also noticed this, pulled away, raised his hand to wipe off the saliva overflowing from Cheng Mo's lips, half hugged him and said, "Next time we have to close the door, this little bastard really knows how to choose the time."

"Good looking ball." Cheng Mo subconsciously gave it a thumbs up. It was only then that he realized that he was free. He naturally moved forward, wiped his face with Ying Yang's clothes, and then stretched out his hand to touch the ball. Dan hugged her into her arms, "My Dan is so obedient."

Ying Yang pointed to the clothes he used as a rag: "Hey, you asked me to wear clothes for this? You know how expensive it is, just wipe it."

"How expensive is it?"

"It's not as good as my wife's little finger." Ying Yang perfectly demonstrated the desire to survive.

"Nonsense, fingers are definitely worth money." Cheng Mo didn't realize what he was admitting indirectly, and dazedly buried his head on Dandan's belly and took a deep breath.

Cool.

Kissing is worse than sucking cats.

Feeling alive in an instant.

"Are you looking for balance on the cat after being harvested by me?"

Ying Yang touched him endlessly, Cheng Mo couldn't help but shrugged his shoulders, buried his head even tighter in Dandan's arms, and said, "Go away... old Black Mountain demon."

"Really?" Stopping, Ying Yang squeezed Cheng Mo's earlobe with a smile, "Cheng Xiaoqian?" He poked Dandan again, "Dan Caichen?"

"Well, Eggy is my true love."

"I found that your taste is quite unique, and you just like some inhumane things."

"..." The girl is really poisonous, the toxin can't be spread through saliva, right?Cheng Mo pointed at Yang with the same hatred, "Eggy is laughing at you, go and scratch him."

"Hey!" I heard it too!

Cheng Mo stretched out Dandan's paw to Ying Yang's face, and touched him lightly, like a wolf dog.

Ying Yang took the opportunity to grab Eggy and lift it away: "Hey, this dirty claw, you just put shit and urine on my face all day long." After speaking, he moved the touched face to Cheng Mo's head and rubbed it went back.

"Hey!" Cheng Mo let out a scream, which showed that he also hated it.

"Meow woo woo..." Eggy was sad and aggrieved, silently squatting by the pillow and licking her paws.

Cheng Mo couldn't bear it, he pushed away Ying Yang's disturbing hand and hugged Eggy back in a daze.

Eggy twitched for a while before condescendingly patting his stomach, forgiving his previous disrespect, and licking his clean paws around his head, a scene of loving each other.

Ying Yang looked soft-hearted, but said: "You also come over if it smells so bad."

"No way." Cheng Mo stroked the fur on Dandan's head and said proudly, "My balls smell delicious." He specially bought a peach-flavored pet shampoo, and the warm fruity fragrance lingered on the fur Roots, smell very refreshing.

"It's okay." Ying Yang was just talking.Eggy takes a bath once a month, the bedpan is cleaned every day, and the house is also clean, there is no chance of getting smelly, "Why don't you smell mine too?"

"What?"

"'My balls' ah."

"..." Cheng Mo turned over angrily, as if his face was reddened from the belly of Eggy, and put Eggy on Ying Yang's face, "Your father is playing a hooligan, scratch him!"

"Wow."

After a lot of tossing, Cheng Mo's phone rang, reminding him that it was time to pick up the car.

Ying Yang was clearly just lying on the bed with Cheng Mo to tease the cat, but at the moment, he had an inexplicable illusion that "the spring night is bitter and the day is high, and the king will not go to court early from now on".

So corrupt.

Cheng Mo's place is a gold-selling cave.

After sighing, Cheng Mo lazily got up and went into the bathroom to wash his face.

Unlike Ying Yang, Cheng Mo only thinks that he bought a good bed and kept a good cat, so he doesn't want to move.As for the impact of Ying Yang, they are all negative and negative.

For example, his walking is a little unsteady now, and his brain is a little bit unable to turn after being held down for a long time.

After carefully washing his face with cold water, Cheng Mo felt better. When he raised his head with his eyes wide open, a towel was automatically handed over to him: "...Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Cheng Mo curled his lips uncomfortably, Ying Yang saw it in the mirror, sneered and said, "Look, you feel awkward too."

After wiping off the water on his face, Cheng Mo gave him an annoyed look: "I know it, but I still have to say it, it's disgusting."

Ying Yang kissed him on the face that he had finally washed clean, and had a good attitude of admitting his mistake: "I was wrong."

Faceless and skinless, Cheng Mo didn't know what to say about him for a while, hung up the towel and took out the car keys, and changed his shoes while wearing a long coat.

"It's such a hot day, do you still need to wear clothes when you go out?"

"It's windy at night, and I don't want to get my pajamas dirty." His coat can just cover his knees. In fact, if Ying Yangfei hadn't pestered him for a kiss before, he wouldn't have taken a bath so early.

Alas, grinding people.

Ying Yang's ability to grind people is far more than that.

Putting on a pair of trousers casually, he took Cheng Mo's hand and went out, unable to shake it off.

Fortunately, in the corridor, Cheng Mo yelled at him in a low voice as soon as he stepped out of the iron gate of the residential building: "Give up! I'll be seen later."

"I'll see it when I see it. I've never seen anyone fall in love." Ying Yang didn't care.

Not to mention whether the "falling in love" has been implemented or not, just saying that these two men are walking around the neighborhood holding hands at night, if people recognize it, it will not be an easy task.

Cheng Mo was a little anxious: "You don't care, I will live here for another year!"

"Oh, that's coming soon, let's move to a new house together in a year's time." Ying Yang obviously didn't live on the same channel as him.

"Ying Yang...Brother Yang!"

"Hey, I heard you." After entangled all the way to the side of the road, seeing him really scared, Ying Yang finally let go of Cheng Mo lazily, and put his shoulders on him, "Is that okay?"

Cheng Mo stopped talking, as if crossing the river and tearing down the bridge.

Ying Yang didn't mind, but took the initiative to explain to him: "I'm not teasing you."

"...Well." He believed, but he was really afraid.

"Relax." This is what Lin Jingze often said to Cheng Mo, and now Ying Yang is also persuading him in the same way, and Cheng Mo can't help calming down slowly.After crossing the road, Ying Yang went on to say, "Actually, I really don't think it's a big deal. Look at me, I grew up surrounded by other people's spittle, and I'm still alive now? I'm not missing any arms or legs. Let them say what they like, say they are not bad people, but they can exhaust themselves to death.”

"You...why are you being said."

"I have a gambler's father who owes a lot of debts and is harassed and thrown at the door, and beats his wife all day long. The family has never had a moment of peace. If it is me who disturbs the people like this, I will say it, not only say it, but also follow it." If you smash it with your hands, it will be over if you smash it."

"Oh."

Cheng Mo has never heard Ying Yang talk about his family, but he only knows that he doesn't love his family, and he doesn't mention his parents at all.There are probably people in the school who live in the same neighborhood as him, but no one dares to gossip about these things in front of Ying Yang, so he has no way of knowing, and can only draw rough inferences from his various performances.

However, he had no intention of exploring.It is better to communicate with him for a long time than to listen to what others say.In his perception, Ying Yang is a very good person.It's just that the anger is a little big, and it will be on at one point.

Later, he learned about it from other channels, but at that time, he was already terrified, leaving only endless confusion in his heart.

Now Ying Yang's statement is basically in line with what he understands, he doesn't want to ask more, and even intends to avoid this topic: "Get in the car."

"So cold?" Ying Yang propped the car door with an aggrieved face, as if he would not move until he was coaxed.

Stopping halfway into the car, Cheng Mo turned half sideways, looked at him helplessly through the roof of the car, and said seriously after a while: "Actually, it's quite distressing."

"Oh——" Ying Yang elongated his voice, "That's it?"

"First, get on, get in the car."

boom.

Ying Yang sat in the car obediently, and Cheng Mo immediately locked the door. Facing his expectant eyes, he first helped him fasten his seat belt, then slowly raised his hand, and rubbed his head and mouth like a cat. He murmured: "Xiao Yang is good, Xiao Yang is the best child, don't cry, don't cry."

Ying Yang was stunned: Is it different from what I imagined?

However, the next moment Cheng Mo stepped on the accelerator and kicked off, eliminating the possibility of him continuing to entangle.

It was already ten o'clock when I got home.

After tidying up his things, Cheng Mo saw that Ying Yang was already lying on the bed with his mobile phone.He silently warmed up a glass of milk, sat on the rocking chair in the yard and drank it in small sips while brushing his balls.

Most of the people living in the community are old people. At this hour, almost every household turns off the lights and goes to sleep. In contrast, the sky outside looks very bright, and the crescent moon hangs crookedly on the treetops.Cheng Mo was in a very calm mood at this time, and he didn't know whether it was the hot milk or the testicles.

It probably has something to do with the person in the room.

"Eggy, do you like Dad?"

Hearing Cheng Mo calling him, Eggy squinted lazily, "Meow."

"Like it."

I would also like.

Cheng Mo secretly added something in his heart.

"But yes, he saved you before and bought you a lot of cat food." Cheng Mo finished drinking the milk and put the cup aside, "Do you remember?"

Eggy looked at him blankly.

"Don't remember?" Cheng Mo suddenly felt a little melancholy, "You all don't remember."

After washing the cup, Cheng Mo added the night's food for Dandan, went back to the bedroom and locked the door.

Ying Yang thought he could finally go to bed and lie down peacefully, but he actually pulled out a footbath from under the sundries table, filled half a basin of hot water in the bathroom, threw two slices of ginger into it, and then Sitting on the edge of the bed beautifully, he began to soak his feet like an old man.

The footbath is plugged in, with heating and massage functions. Ying Yang heard the gurgling on his head, and seemed very comfortable, so he put down his phone and leaned over curiously: "Are you still soaking your feet?"

"Yeah, so I can sleep better at night."

"You don't sleep well?"

"No, just occasionally."

Ying Yang nodded seriously: "It seems that I have done too many bad things." He quickly added, "I don't mean anything else, don't hate me again."

The situation seemed to be reversed all of a sudden, and Cheng Mo didn't know what Ying Yang was afraid of him, he felt that he was quite strong, but if the opponent was a bit tougher, he would not be able to stand up.

Now he doesn't know whether it's good or not, but he is naturally embarrassed to refute: "Maybe."

Sensing his disappointment, Ying Yang didn't speak any more, rubbed his hands together, and suddenly massaged his shoulders.

"Hmm..." Ying Yang's palm was big, and the pinch was very precise, Cheng Mo couldn't help but groan in enjoyment.I want to give him money for his craftsmanship, which is indistinguishable from his appearance.

Sometimes Cheng Mo is also a hedonist.For example, he always satisfies himself as much as possible within the limited scope of conditions, and buys what he usually wears, not to mention how expensive it is, at least he will choose a brand to buy.Now that Ying Yang pinched him comfortably, he didn't pretend to refuse, but enjoyed it first.

"Hmm...a bit below, yes, hiss..."

After the service was completed, the time set for the foot bath arrived, and Cheng Mo reluctantly stopped: "Teacher Tony, I want to apply for a card."

"What adulterer is Tony?"

"Huh? Isn't this the name your English teacher gave you before?"

"Fuck, who remembers what happened 800 years ago, besides, this name is too rustic."

Indeed, Cheng Mo also forgot the teacher's name. Ever since he decided to leave City B and start over, he has consciously forgotten many people and things.

It's just that you will forget it...it seems that you shouldn't.

After all, didn't these things happen to him not so long ago?

Unless his memory is slowly coming back, so that there is confusion between the chunks.Although he had made similar conjectures before, Cheng Mo still felt a little out of breath at this moment.

Seeing that the footbath had stopped working, but Cheng Mo was still sitting there for a long time, Ying Yang realized something was wrong immediately, got out of bed, picked up Cheng Mo's feet and dried them, and squatted down to look at him: "Hey, dizzy!" gone?"

"...No." Cheng Mo got up to pour water.

"Okay, just lie down." Ying Yang pushed him back on the bed, picked up the footbath with one hand, flushed the steaming ginger water into the toilet, and couldn't help but scold after washing his hands, "Your physical fitness It's so bad, I don't know who is the patient."

"So it's time to start keeping healthy."

"Let's forget it, soaking your feet will make you dizzy, it's no use not exercising."

Cheng Mo especially consciously lay down on Ying Yang's side to sleep. Although the air conditioner is not turned on high, it still makes people feel cool. Given the choice, he naturally irons it as he likes.

Ying Yang was about to go to bed when he was overwhelmed by his series of smooth movements, slowly lifted the quilt and sat down: "You are quite self-conscious."

"Come back later." In fact, Cheng Mo is not very used to sleeping on this side, and this side is usually where the egg is.

"Dare to love, I'm just a bed warmer."

"Anyway, you are very angry, just right." Cheng Mo couldn't help laughing.

"Yes, can older virgins not be prosperous, I want to vent my anger, will you let me go?"

"How about... make you some herbal tea tomorrow?" Cheng Mo hurriedly changed the subject.

"No, it's useless, it's not as good as Brother Five Fingers."

"...Why brother?"

"Then I don't like girls." Ying Yang put his arms around Cheng Momo and pointed out, "I just like younger brothers who are two years younger."

Cheng Mo blushed and did not answer.

After a while, the position changed back, Cheng Mo didn't fall asleep thinking about something in his heart, Ying Yang went to bed so early, and didn't feel sleepy, and even stared at Cheng Mo with open eyes.

When Cheng Mo lifted his eyelids, he saw two dark eyes, and the only trace of drowsiness disappeared immediately: "You, what do you see me doing?"

"How do you know I'm watching you if you don't look at me?"

"I just want to ask..." Cheng Mo shrank back, "Well, how did you know that you like the same sex?"

Ying Yang was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about whether he should talk to him or not.After a while, Cheng Mo heard a low voice from the opposite side: "I'll know when I see you."

"..." Cheng Mo turned around silently, feeling that this person was not serious at all.

"You don't believe it?" Ying Yang simply pressed her back, her chest to her back, which fit perfectly, "Then how did you know?"

Cheng Mo was taken aback.

It turned out that he was not serious.

But he couldn't admit it for the time being, so he could only say vaguely: "Just, I feel it."

"What does it feel like."

"I feel what you feel."

"I want to fuck-you," Ying Yang bent his knees and pushed away Cheng Mo's leg, rubbing it suggestively, but asked bluntly, "Do you want to fuck-me too?"

His whole body was numb from being rubbed by him, and his ears felt crisp and itchy as if an electric current had passed by, Cheng Mo hurriedly avoided his movements: "I, I don't want to...!"

"That's because I want to be fucked." Ying Yang laughed softly, his tone full of consideration for him, "Another day, pick a weekend, you don't have to go to class."

"I don't want to either!"

"You have to have an idea, otherwise you are pretending to be gay to deceive my feelings."

Cheng Mo struggled for a long time to no avail, and tried to turn around but succeeded, now facing Ying Yang's face directly, it's better to let him play tricks on him: "In the middle of the night, can you stop being in heat, be, be careful Taken to be cracked like a ball."

"Are you willing?" Ying Yang patted his face, "If you think about it, it really cracks me up, and your sex-fuke for the rest of your life will have to be buried with you."

Cheng Mo said against his will: "It's not because of you..."

"Fuck." Ying Yang jumped up suddenly, pressed him under him and couldn't help asking, "Who else do you want to find?! Your senior brother? I knew you two had an affair!"

This time, Cheng Mo was at fault for talking nonsense, so it could not be regarded as Ying Yang settling an old score, so he had no stance to get angry at all, so he could only struggle and say: "He, he doesn't like me like this..."

Ying Yang didn't know what he was thinking, and his brain circuit turned several times: "Is he also the one below?!"

"Cough... what, what?" Cheng Mo choked unavoidably.

"I said, did he..."

Cheng Mo quickly interrupted: "I, how do I know!"

He is telling the truth.He never knew much about Lin Jingze's private life. If he wanted to talk, he would listen quietly; if he wanted to conceal it, he would naturally have to act stupid.

Lin Jingze is undoubtedly equivalent to half an elder brother to him. Regarding his tendency to choose a partner, although some small speculations will pass in his heart from time to time, he must show full understanding and respect on the surface.

Besides, he is not Ying Yang, how could he have the cheek to inquire about other people's bed affairs.

"Then who are you thinking about?!" Ying Yang finally let go of the topic of Lin Jingze.

"Tony, Mr. Tony."

"It's your acquaintance."

For Cheng Mo's words, Ying Yang reluctantly accepted that rustic English name.

It's a pity that Cheng Mo quickly shattered his illusion: "I'm talking about...Tony Stark."

"Who?!"

"iron Man."

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