Misfiring

After pondering for a long time on the roof, Cheng Mo was finally willing to go downstairs with Ying Yang, poured a large glass of water and drank slowly.

Ying Yang opened a can of beer as usual, and said seemingly unintentionally, "It feels like I'm decorating a wedding room."

Unexpectedly, Cheng Mo denied it distastefully: "It doesn't count."

"..." Ying Yang's complexion suddenly turned bad.

Cheng Mo glanced at him quickly, pinched the cup, and stuttered to explain: "You, haven't you said 'I do' yet, so how, how can it be counted."

"Are you going to propose to me?"

"..." Cheng Mo realized that he couldn't understand Ying Yang's brain circuit again, but he didn't want to refute Ying Yang's face after talking about it, so he said vaguely, "Let's talk about it."

This is where it goes.

Maybe Ying Yang dumped him one day.

Not impossible.

But... Cheng Mo doesn't reject marriage or something, and even vaguely feels that being able to grow old together with Ying Yang seems to be a very happy thing.At that time, even if their legs and feet are disabled and no one takes care of them, they can still walk around in electric wheelchairs hand in hand.

Ying Yang will definitely be the most handsome old man in the park.

His thoughts wandered too far by accident, and when Cheng Mo came back to his senses, Ying Yang had already returned with his wallet, opened it and paused, then pulled out another silver card and handed it to him: "Here."

"...Ah?" Why did you give it again.Cheng Mo was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered, "By the way, I gave Achang 500 yuan from your wallet yesterday."

"Well, it's okay." Although Ying Yang didn't realize the money was missing immediately, he knew that the wallet had been touched.

——The note ran from the outside to the inside.

Cheng Mo refused to ask for his card again, Ying Yang explained: "This is living expenses, there is not much money in it."

There are only one hundred thousand yuan in savings, and only twenty to thirty thousand yuan is credited to the account every month.

"Then you keep it for yourself, I have money." The school provides three meals a day, and he still has an allowance, so he can save a lot of money in a month. Usually, it's just because he wants to buy a house that he cares a little more, but it doesn't mean that He has really reached the point of asking for help.

"Take it, the password is your birthday." Ying Yang stuffed the card into his hand without any explanation, "The prices here are high, if you don't spend my money, whose money do you want to spend?"

Cheng Mo opened his mouth, but Ying Yang didn't give him a chance to speak.

"Or do you want to raise me as a little boy?"

One sentence blocked him to death.

Cheng Mo squeezed the newly acquired card, and the protruding numbers tingled a little on his fingertips: "The previous password is also my birthday?"

"All."

"……Why."

"I want to set my own birthday, maybe someday someone will steal all the money." Ying Yang did have this consideration when he opened the account. Setting your birthday as a password is just like a wake-up call to remind yourself: be careful!Don't be fooled.

Later, this has become a habit spontaneously. Once the password is pressed, this string of numbers will simply be fixed over time.

Cheng Mo accepted this statement. In any case, being remembered like this is not a bad thing after all.Hesitating to put the card away, Cheng Mo insisted: "I won't spend all your money."

"Okay, what's the big deal. Don't you say you want to save money to buy a house, save it first, and then I will have a room."

"Then, don't you sleep with me?"

Ying Yang was pleasantly surprised at his realization, but he still couldn't help but insist: "Can I have a gym?"

"Okay." After a while Cheng Mo said again, "Then we need to buy a three-bedroom apartment."

"Buy it, I'll pay you if it's not enough." Ying Yang said it easily.

Cheng Mo reckoned that this was a small change from him, and Ying Yang was piling up a few million.

"That's why you pay for it."

"I am happy."

After pondering for a while, Cheng Mo asked hopefully, "Now... am I going to coax you well?"

Ying Yang's eyes flashed, and he quickly denied it: "It doesn't count."

"Isn't that counted?" Without him doing anything, Ying Yang handed in the card on his own initiative, and talked to him nicely, without showing that he was still angry at all.

"Not counting." As if knowing what he was thinking, Ying Yang waved his hand inscrutablely, "There is no conflict between the two."

I hope Cheng Mo treats him well, and he treats Cheng Mo well, these are two concepts that can coexist harmoniously.

Even the vacillation of one party will never affect the other party, he just needs to do what he should do and pamper him dutifully.

And on this point, Cheng Mo undoubtedly had to learn from him.

So Ying Yang pinched his face and said with a smile: "The revolution has not yet succeeded, student Cheng still needs to work hard—"

Ying Yang's work efficiency is extremely high.

After he had a rough idea of ​​the layout of his new home, he recruited the most famous designer in the city that afternoon, asked Cheng Mo to exchange ideas with him, added a few details, and finally the designer took a full note. I went back with a notebook full of data, and said that the picture could be produced at night.

Then Ying Yang called the property management and cleaning to come over to tidy up the bedroom on the first floor, the bay window glass inside was still broken and had to be replaced with new ones, and the weird things on the floor had to be cleaned up.

The cleaners in the community have probably seen similar scenes before. Faced with a messy room, they still don’t blush and their hearts don’t beat, and they do their duties conscientiously with the workers.After tossing until late in the evening, Cheng Mo finally got a glimpse of the room at the beginning.

Of course, he didn't miss the two used condoms that were swept away.

Ying Yang's explanation for this is still denial and push the pot three times: I am not, I don't have it, he uses it.

Cheng Mo wondered why Xiao Yang could still use the condom by himself.

In order to prove the credibility of these words, Ying Yang bit his ear helplessly and said: "If you don't believe me, you can test it tonight."

Cheng Mo blushed and avoided his nuisance, thinking that he would ignore you. He said before that he had never done it before, and he would definitely shoot in seconds.It turns out that's not the case at all.

There was an exquisite box on the bedside table. Cheng Mo looked at the print on it and found it familiar, so he lingered for a while longer.Noticing his preoccupation, Ying Yang followed his line of sight and picked up the box.

In fact, he also somewhat forgot what it was, and he had never bought anything like it in the impression.

After opening it, a sheet of metal fell to the ground with a pleasant crisp sound. Cheng Mo picked it up and read out the cursive English engraved on it tentatively: "TomydearY...?"

There is a shirt stacked neatly in the box, which is exactly the style that Xiao Yang asked Ying Yang to try on in the mall earlier. The golden cuff buttons are embossed with dark patterns of roses. Because of the ingenious design, Cheng Mo recognized it at a glance.

Seeing that Ying Yang seemed to be at a loss for words and didn't want to send the property away, he still pulled Cheng Mo to the living room without changing his face, played a call in front of him, and turned on the speakerphone.

beep... beep...

"Hello——my dear?" Yang Jiuhui's springy voice came from the receiver.

"..."

Fortunately, before Cheng Mo frowned, someone was there to clean him up.

After a secret groan, Yang Jiuhui's voice obviously returned to normal: "What's the matter."

Then Ying Yang said to the phone: "You left something with me, do you want me to get it to Qaeda or send it to you directly."

"Huh? Skirt and panties, I don't want them anymore, just throw them away."

"..."

Which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted!Ying Yang took a deep breath: "No! It's the box with the card attached!"

"Oh——" Yang Jiuhui was stunned, and then said inexplicably, "Since you don't like it, then send it back to me. Hey, what a pity, I'll see if others are suitable."

After speaking, I hung up.

Not long after, an address was sent.

Ying Yang flicked his phone and replied: He is beside me!I just turned on the speakerphone!

Nine: ...Oh, are you reconciled?

Ying Yang: Forget it.

Nine: Tsk tsk, I understand.

Cheng Mo was wondering what charades they were playing, when the mobile phone on the coffee table rang suddenly.

It was Xiao Yang who was exchanging news with Ying Yang just a second ago.

After taking a look at Ying Yang, Cheng Mo turned sideways and pressed the answer button: "...Hello?"

"Hello, Doctor Cheng, are you all right?"

"It's, it's okay." Cheng Mo didn't know why he called himself.

"Well, it's like this. In two days, I will be alone in the empty room. How about going out for a drink together?" Yang Jiuhui suggested with a smile.

"Uh, no."

"Don't be like this, it's so boring to be bored at home all day, you just take pity on me and go out with me to relax?"

"..." But I don't know you well, brother.

"There is another problem..." Yang Jiuhui lowered his voice when he could hear he was hesitating, "I don't seem to be very good at this concubine right now, which makes me feel a little nervous. Give me some help."

"..."

"Don't worry, I will pay the consultation fee."

"...No need." Cheng Mo rubbed his forehead helplessly.He is not a consultant, and the reason why he said he was a doctor before was just a joke.

"Doctor Cheng is so polite, but we still have to give what should be given. Let's make it so! I'll let you know the day after tomorrow when I confirm the location." It's a pity that Yang Jiuhui's brain circuit seems to be in the same line as Ying Yang. Blow him a kiss affectionately, "Bye bye, MUA—"

call ended.

Immediately afterwards, Ying Yang's phone vibrated, and it was a message from Yang Jiuhui.

Nine: Done!

Ying Yang did not return, turned off the phone, and tentatively asked Cheng Mo: "What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Cheng Mo poured a glass of water, sat on the sofa to avoid talking, and asked instead, "Do you know each other well?"

So familiar that they can cover each other, and even communicate with each other about emotional matters?

Ying Yang didn't dare to hide anything, and said honestly: "We've known each other for a few years, and we've only gotten in touch recently."

Cheng Mo nodded to show his understanding, and then gracefully crossed his legs without saying a word.

Just now Xiao Yang rambled all over the place, it was nothing more than to show that he has a companion now, and the relationship between him and Ying Yang is innocent.Compared with the bravado when they met in the shopping mall more than half a month ago, their attitude is quite different.

Therefore, Cheng Mo didn't have any thoughts about this at first, but now he thinks that they must have colluded with each other and acted a big dragon and phoenix for himself.

hum.

The doctor named Ling Han may also be Ying Yang's "acquaintance".

Ying Yang sat on the side pondering Cheng Mo's face, feeling that something was wrong, so he rarely squeezed out a flattering smile and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

"No." Cheng Mo reminded, holding the cup, "Aren't you going to send something? Go."

"..." Ying Yang looked at him for a while, then suddenly turned his face hard, and folded his arms solemnly, "Cheng Xiaomo! I advise you to do it honestly, and be careful not to bore yourself into a sour gourd!"

Cheng Mo gestured and raised his hand to sniff, "It's not sour."

Ying Yang was discouraged, and explained without hope: "I really have nothing to do with him..." As he spoke, he became angry for no reason, "Believe it or not."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Cheng Mo put down his glass dumbfounded: "Hey, why are you like this? I didn't think anything wrong."

"Then why are you angry?" Ying Yang sat back.

"I am not angry."

"You don't laugh anymore."

Cheng Mo blinked innocently: "Whoever has nothing to do always puts a smile on his face."

Ying Yang said confidently: "Others don't care, my family should be happy all day long!"

Oh, now tell him to be good again.A big-tailed wolf is a big-tailed wolf. When he feels guilty and happy, he calls out to be babe.

"Who is your family, be good."

"Whoever likes to wear pink bunny panties is the one."

"Then I didn't wear them."

Ying Yang pulled his trousers curiously: "Let me see."

Cheng Mo hurriedly covered his hands tightly: "It's white! It's white!"

Because of the critical situation, Cheng Mo fell into Ying Yang's arms in a panic, letting him hug him tightly.Ying Yang hadn't hugged him like this for a long time, so he took the opportunity to scratch the itchy flesh on his waist, seeing that he couldn't help it, he sneered and said, "Ha...don't! Don't scratch——"

Ying Yang didn't love to fight, so he stopped after a while, and only held Cheng Mo's hand and waited for him to calm down.

Cheng Mo's face was a little red, and the corners of his eyes were slightly wet. He gasped and got ready to get up, but Ying Yang didn't seem to want to let go.

Looking up, his eyes met Ying Yang's dark pupils, as if he was about to be sucked into them, Cheng Mo's heart skipped a beat, he flung him away regardless, and put the phone into his hand : "You, you hurry up and call the courier."

Ying Yang clutched the phone without speaking, but squeezed his face hard.

The author has something to say: To a certain extent, Lao Ying is also very arrogant~ Our goal is!Just a little sweeter every day!Until——Happy to hear and see (^_^)v