Misfiring

"You see, this is your choice."

Cheng Mo stared back at him in displeasure, his eyes undoubtedly said: I chose it myself, it is clear that you forced Liang to do... No, force to buy and strong... to make things difficult for others?

It doesn't seem too forced.

After realizing this, Cheng Mo settled down awkwardly, his eyebrows and eyes as soft as the wet hair, Ying Yang touched his head twice, then sat up straight and sniffed his neck: "Hey , what did you use last night, peach flavor."

Although it has been washed off, the scent that makes the index finger move still remains in the bottom of my heart.

Since they hadn't completely reconciled at that time, Ying Yang didn't have the nerve to pull his face to ask, and he didn't remember until now.

Peach flavor?Cheng Mo himself was used to smelling it, so he didn't pay much attention to it. When Ying Yang asked, he even thought about it: "Bath balls?"

"What is a bath ball?"

"It's just a small ball for taking a bath. It has a color and smell, and it feels slippery when dissolved in water, similar to a bathing agent."

"Tsk, you're quite particular." Ying Yang found that Cheng Mo was amazing.Take that one-thousand-yuan rice cooker as an example. You think he picks it up, but he doesn’t think it’s expensive; you think he doesn’t know how to enjoy himself, and he’s willing to spend money to buy these weird things in order to save money and be mean to himself. Something, "Does it taste like radish?"

"...No?" Cheng Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Who would buy carrot flavor? It's so strange."

Little did he know that Ying Yang was about to tease him: "I thought little rabbits liked it."

"Rabbits don't soak..." After realizing it, Cheng Mo stopped talking in time, "Anyway, I don't like it."

"Don't like carrots?"

"do not like."

"What about the one that looks like this?" Ying Yang took his hand and shook it somewhere in the water.

Cheng Mo immediately withdrew his hand in shock, faltering: "I, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Ask you if you like radishes growing like that."

"..." Do you have to force him like this? !Human radishes are generally narrow in the front and thick in the back. How can they grow so evenly? Cucumbers have this shape.Cheng Mo was very angry, "I said I don't like it!"

"Then don't talk about radishes, just this thing, do you like it?"

"..." Cheng Mo felt that his forehead was going to burn, and he was struggling to escape from Ying Yang's arms, so he let him hide to the side... No, it's better to go out directly, "I won't tell you .”

It's a pity that Ying Yang had already wrapped his waist tightly, like a seat belt with a buckle locked, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of it: "I can only give it to you if I like it, otherwise what is a word?" To put it bluntly, oh yes, the teacher comes from no name. I am a reasonable person, so I can’t do that.”

Cheng Moxin said which part of your body is reasonable.After a struggle to no avail, he broke the pot and said, "I like it! I like it, okay?! I have it myself, or if I like it, I would cut it like a ball and leave it there as an eyesore?! "

……

Cheng Mo was about to be cried by Ying Yang: "You are so annoying..."

Ying Yang was addicted, finally laughed, and complained speciously: "Hey, I really have no conscience. When coaxing people, I just kiss my husband, and after coaxing people, I say he is annoying."

You are not the same!You were so cold when you lost your temper, now?Like a husky.

Cheng Mo decided to ignore him, straightened his expression, and patted his leg with a straight face: "Get up."

After all, Ying Yang had had enough fun and had no objection. He let out the water, washed away the bubbles on each other, and hugged Cheng Mo to wipe his clothes.

Calmly walking around the room naked, and found pajamas from the closet, Ying Yang was obviously disappointed when he came back: "You didn't bring those pink ones with you."

"...It was you who told me not to bring so many things."

"Oh, it's okay, I'll buy it for you." As she spoke, she squatted in front of Cheng Mo with her panties stuck.

Cheng Mo was quite surprised: "I, I will do it myself."

Ying Yang turned a deaf ear to it, and instead urged: "Hurry up."

In desperation, Cheng Mo had no choice but to support his shoulders and lift his foot to step in, thinking about him in his heart: Wearing any clothes will not make people feel safe, how seductive!

Being served by Ying Yang to get dressed, Cheng Mo didn't want to show weakness, so he had to do the job for him too.Ying Yang enjoyed the success, but Cheng Mo had other thoughts.

I saw him pick up the T-shirt and put it on Ying Yang's head, meditating——

Receive!

Ying Yang's hair is very short, so it dries after just two strokes.

Cheng Mo didn't, the ends of his fine hair covered his ears, and the bangs on his forehead blocked his eyes. Ying Yang helped him blow the hair back to the back of his head, and let them stay obediently: "Go get a haircut tomorrow." Bar."

"Yeah." Cheng Mo had plans for a long time ago, but they were all put on hold because of one or another trivial matter, and now he can finally take the time to take care of it.

After drying her hair, Ying Yang put away the hair dryer, and sniffed Cheng Mo's body habitually: "By the way, I also changed the shower gel, and replaced it with the one you usually use."

"what?"

Cheng Mo's face was full of doubts, and Ying Yang walked out with his arms in his arms: "Now this smells bad, but the milk smell suits you."

"There's so much left, don't waste it." Cheng Mo had noticed before that Ying Yang's bath products were probably all bought in the supermarket downstairs, imported brands, and a bottle might cost over a hundred yuan.And he just picked it up at a discount, and it cost more than ten yuan a barrel, so he didn't dare to use too much, for fear of dryness and peeling.

Ying Yang said generously: "It's okay, just use it to clean the bathtub."

Cheng Mo choked for a moment, and said intentionally, "It turns out that that one was too dry, and I didn't feel comfortable using it. Now this one is quite good. It smells like lemon and is refreshing. It's just right for summer."

"Not suitable, I smell uncomfortable."

"Hey, are you deliberately not letting me use good things?"

Seeing his secret calculations, Ying Yang pulled him onto the bed and took a step back: "Okay, since you like it, then buy back this brand of milk flavor."

"..."

Frugal and thrifty failed to manage the house, Cheng Mo flung himself under the quilt in frustration, not wanting to be next to him, for fear of being spoiled by him.

Ying Yang smiled and stood behind him: "Don't drink milk tonight?"

Cheng Mo pushed his hand away, and a muffled voice came from under the quilt: "I didn't buy it."

It seems true.Ying Yang asked: "Why didn't you buy it, forgot?"

"Expensive, and all foreign, the taste is too bland."

"Do you like to drink mutton?"

Cheng Mo squinted at him: "You can't put it another way."

Made it look like he had multiple mouths.

"Then... dense?"

Cheng Mo didn't think much at first, but Ying Yang's expression was really playful, no matter how pure his thoughts were, he couldn't help being tainted with yellow.The best response is to ignore it, Cheng Mo immediately looked away, and continued to pretend to be an ostrich under the soft quilt.

Ying Yang picks at his waist without eyesight, and his heart is not dead: "I also have 'milk'. I don't know if it is mutton or not, but it is thick."

Cheng Mo annoyed him endlessly: "Then you go and get it, you have to fill a big cup, if it's not enough, don't mention it."

In Ying Yang’s dictionary, there are never these big words of quitting despite difficulties: “If you can’t find a cup, use something else to catch it, and make sure it’s full.” While talking, he pointedly... must tease people You blush and your heart beats.

"No, I won't drink if I don't have a cup. I'll talk about it tomorrow." Ying Yang's actions were not erotic. Cheng Moquan acted as if he was massaging himself, and didn't stop him. After a while, he even lay down more comfortably, groaning with his eyes closed. .

Ying Yang looked amused, and didn't bother with the topic of milk any longer, but asked courteously, "Xiansen, do you want to get a card?"

"How do you charge?"

"We have monthly membership, quarterly membership, annual membership and lifetime membership here, which one do you want?"

Cheng Mo thought for a while: "Forever."

Ying Yang's eyes darkened: "The tenure system is not cheap, at least six figures."

"Yes." Cheng Mo tilted his head to look at him, "Anyway, Mr. Tony said he would repost for me, but I don't know if he will do it or not."

"Do the math." After finishing speaking, Ying Yang changed the subject, "But Mr. Tony doesn't trade at a loss, he has to get some benefits back."

"What do you want?"

"Money and meat to pay."

"That's right, it's a good deal." Cheng Mo kissed Ying Yang unexpectedly, "Let's do it!"

Ying Yang was stunned, and then turned Cheng Mo back, and lifted the hem of his clothes high: "Okay! I'll stamp it for you—"

"Hey don't...haha, itchy..." Cheng Mo let him kiss the itchy place and curled up impatiently.

Ying Yang pressed his hand to make him stretch out again, and he didn't give up until he made a few red marks on his collarbone. After admiring, he pulled up his clothes, rubbed him into his arms, and put his heavy head down. With a burial in the neck fossa, a satisfied sigh came out from the nostrils.

It's as if the balls have been masturbated by someone.

Cheng Mo stopped immediately, slowly wrapped his arms around his back, and patted his solid spine reassuringly.Ying Yang gradually relaxed, and after resting for a while, he retreated and lay down on his side, wiping his face.

"Sleepy?" Cheng Mo asked knowingly.

"No."

——It’s just that I suddenly feel unmotivated, and I just want to stay in bed with you all the time, even if I don’t do anything.

What does it mean to play with things and lose one's ambitions, and a beauty is a disaster, that's it.Although Cheng Mo is neither a plaything nor a beauty, the consequences are similar.

But he is still happy.

Ying Yang didn't have the nerve to say these words, feeling a little hypocritical.It has nothing to do with the thickness of his skin, he can make jokes about his kidneys at any time, but not his heart, he has to take it seriously.

At this time, Cheng Mo was not shy anymore, and even took the initiative to hold Ying Yang's hand, and lay down quietly with him.

The moonlight outside the window was bright and clear, and there was only a dim floor lamp lit in the room for decoration. Dandan, who was sitting on the window sill, saw that the two of them were silent, and finally couldn't bear the desire to invite pets, jumped onto the bedside, and swept away with her thick and long tail. With a sweep, it is like a cat hair duster cleaning the cabinet.

After all, the weight is there, no matter how lightly Eggy landed, Ying Yang could still hear its movement and looked up.Seeing that Eggy was discovered, she was a little guilty for a while, fearing that Ying Yang would think it was ignorant of current affairs.

Unexpectedly, Ying Yang was not angry at all, but even waved to it with a smile.

Eggy is so good when she thinks about her father!While happily jumping over, he plunged into the middle of the two, like a small cannonball.

"Ouch..." Cheng Mo touched its painful chest, then scratched its head, "You are so heavy."

"Yoooo—" I'm heavy but I'm cute.

Ying Yang smiled helplessly, and took them all into his arms.

Well, the wife and children are hot on the kang, and now they are all alive.

The author has something to say: silently: goblin!I call you, do you dare to agree!Ying Yang: Would you like to give it a try?Silently: Husband, husband.Ying Yang: Hey!Silently: Receive——! (The river crab has a few lines of words, weaving a scarf~