Misfiring

"It's so kind of you."

In the following time, Ying Yang often heard Cheng Mo praise him like this.

No matter how thick-skinned he was, he was a little embarrassed.

The audio-visual room is fully equipped with electronic equipment. He helped Cheng Mo to print the photo with He Xiulan, and Ying Yang printed out the photos on the phone with photo paper, and put them aside for now: "I will buy some photo frames later."

It just so happened that the designer had already sent the blueprints, and Ying Yang called someone to come over and start construction in the afternoon, ready to make drastic arrangements to make the new home a new look.

"Is the photo album just fine? Are these... still on display?"

What a shame.

"What are you afraid of? No one else is watching."

"Aren't your friends coming?"

Ying Yangke said domineeringly: "Why come, don't come."

Cheng Mo laughed for a while, then whispered, "That's up to you."

He was still preparing to go out for lunch. Since he didn't bring much clothes, he put them in the suitcase after matching them. Cheng Mo changed into casual clothes and sneaked to the next door to raid Ying Yang.

Ying Yang doesn't have any clothes, and when changing rooms, he can put them all in the closet with one hand, but Qaeda has more suits.

So I added another task to go out: buy clothes.

Fortunately, Ying Yang's family is rich, no matter how hard they go, at least they don't have to worry about money.

It's rare for Cheng Mo to think——

It's nice to have money.

When going out, Cheng Mo took the initiative to hold Ying Yang's hand, from simply holding tightly to interlocking fingers.

Ying Yang closed the door, pushed down the elevator, shook his hand and laughed at him: "Who said before that you shouldn't hold hands outside?"

"Before was before, and now is now." Cheng Mo muttered with his mouth curled up, but it made sense, "I don't want to be separated now, I just want to be held."

"Then do you want to kiss me?" Ying Yang took the opportunity to benefit himself, and moved his face close to him while talking.

"..." Cheng Mo glanced at the mirrors surrounded by three sides in the elevator, and then turned his head to look at the dark monitor on the top, "Can, can we go home and think about it."

"No, you want me to wait until I get home when I first came out?" Ying Yang put on an impatient look.

Cheng Mo pretended not to hear.He waited until the elevator door opened and the garage exuding a dull rubber smell appeared in front of him, and he caught off guard and kissed Ying Yang.

Since Ying Yang was not prepared, he only touched the corner of his mouth.

This is naturally not satisfactory.

So after walking to the side of the car, Ying Yang wiped the glass with his fingertips: "It's quite clean." Then he pushed Cheng Mo up and kissed him hard.

"Well."

Cheng Mo's lips are very soft, and his waist is also very flexible. Ying Yang had the illusion that he was hugging a human-shaped rice cake. He kissed and stretched his hand down unconsciously——

Cheng Mo stepped back immediately, pressed it between the car door and his buttocks, licked his lips, and reminded him in a low voice, "How are you different from the local tyrant I met before?"

"Which rich man?"

"It's just... the one I met in the parking lot of Times Square, asked you to row the car and reported him for drunk driving."

"Oh—" that idiot who was running fast.Ying Yang remembered, but didn't feel that he had scolded himself, and smoothed Cheng Mo's clothes, "Then go home and touch it."

The big rush makes the mind faint.

But still dutifully sending people to the outer city.

The luxury residential area where Dijingwan is located is adjacent to the financial district. According to the recommendation of a group app, Cheng Mo finally found a barber shop with a relatively reasonable price... No, to be precise, it was an image design club.

After parking the car, after entering the store, Cheng Mo saw the little fresh meat in a suit, and couldn't help turning his head and whispering to Ying Yang: "Is it the same in your place?"

"where?"

"Where you 'work'."

"I'm a nightclub, not a duck shop." He said this, as if he was really out to sell, and Ying Yang's face turned black.

"Isn't that the case in nightclubs? I heard you on the phone the day before yesterday saying something like 'Master'."

When this matter was mentioned, Cheng Mo suddenly became awkward.At that time, he was thinking about other things, and he couldn't take care of his thoughts. Now he reacted belatedly, and it was inevitable that he felt a little sour.

Ying Yang is so handsome, and his position seems to be quite high, and he would be eye-catching on the road, let alone in such a sensual place, he probably would have provoked a lot of mad bees and butterflies.

"Yes, but not all of them." The situation was complicated, and Ying Yang didn't know how to explain it for a moment, thinking that this would ease Cheng Mo's heart, "Then there is still 'princess'."

Little do they know that the more they draw, the darker they become.

——You know, we should not only pay attention to the same sex, but also beware of the opposite sex who is eyeing us.I think that's the only thing about being gay.

Cheng Mo never expected that the previous words of comfort to Gong Tong would be reflected on him, and his face suddenly became a little bad.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Ying Yang quickly patted him down: "Hey, I don't like girls!" After thinking about it, he continued to add, "I don't like other little boys, but I like you."

"Who is the little boy?" Cheng Mo made him laugh, the smile was short-lived, and soon he restrained himself, and pulled his hand, "Don't touch it, it's all messed up."

If the hair is too long, it is troublesome. It is hard to blow it in the morning, but it falls off when touched.

"You are a little boy. Youaremylittleboy, how are you, standard or not?"

"..." Cheng Mo touched the goosebumps on his forearm, pretending to be disgusted, "It's almost done."

"Are you still jealous?"

"Who is jealous?"

Ying Yang rubbed the tips of his hair full of pity: "I'm so jealous that three thousand threads of worry have grown so long, I still don't recognize it."

"Okay, it looks like I'm going to become a monk and bid farewell to the world of mortals."

Ying Yang had to disagree, pushed him to the seat, and ordered without looking back: "Let your director come here."

The poor director was about to eat, and hurried over after receiving the notice, and saw a tall handsome guy threatening him with fierce eyes: "Short according to this shape, be careful, don't cut too much."

"..." The director was weeping.

It must be short and not cut too much. It is indeed difficult to make a living.

The scissors in the hands of the barber always have their own will, no matter how threatened they are, they still create one beautiful or ugly head after another according to their free preferences.

Fortunately, the four-figure sum was not in vain. Touching his refreshed head, Cheng Mo was extremely satisfied. He had never had such a satisfactory hairstyle.

Although the director's waiter added a zero to the price of a certain group, it was rare for him to swipe his card so willingly.

This is the professional quality that a hairdresser should have in the new era.

"Look," Ying Yang hooked Cheng Mo's shoulder, "It's better to be a pretty boy with hair."

"Master Ren saves money, you can shave your head with a razor blade."

"I'll cut it for you later if you want to save money."

Cheng Mo said vaguely: "Practice yourself with yourself first, and then talk about it when you are a teacher."

Ying Yang raised his eyebrows and pulled out a smirk: "Then next time you should wash your hair and wait for me. I usually push it with a tweezer, and it's done in two or three strokes."

"Did you cut this hair yourself?"

"Hmm, it's a little longer now, I'll fix it in a few days."

Cheng Mo withdrew his eyes angrily, the gap between Xindao and others was really big, his meticulous talent could barely be seen, but Ying Yang was so chic that he pushed it casually, so that people complained.

But after thinking about it, I felt relieved.

Anyway, no matter how good-looking he is, he is still my boyfriend, dangling in front of my eyes every day, the cheapest one is still me.

Yes, Not Bad.

It's worth it.

Since the average consumption level of the financial district was there, it was difficult for Cheng Mo to find an ordinary shopping mall, so he had to walk into the gate of the Golden Pig Slaughterhouse again under Ying Yang's persuasion.

There were still only the two of them in the elevator, Ying Yang squeezed his hand and said earnestly: "We will live together in the future, happiness is the most important thing, don't worry about it so much."

Not wanting Ying Yang to think he was stingy, Cheng Mo tried to explain to him: "It's not about care, I'm just not used to spending so much money all at once."

"It takes time to get used to it."

Ying Yang said it lightly, but Cheng Mo was a little puzzled: "Since when did you get used to it..."

Even though his current salary is not too low, Cheng Mo still feels a little hard.

Rent, water and electricity, supporting himself and Dandan, remitting some money to the family regularly to express his affection, and saving the rest as a down payment, one after another, the pressure was overwhelming.

Ying Yangliao, like him, kept a certain distance from the luxurious life.Because their backgrounds are similar, they are all children of ordinary people in city B, and even his family's conditions are better than Ying Yang's family.

I don't know who he learned from.

……

But thinking about it carefully, he really didn't seem to care too much.

In the past, he didn't worry about money, he spent it if he had it, and he didn't spend it if he didn't have it, and it was no problem to invite people out to eat and play games after school.It's not like him, who picks up every dime, and thinks all day long that the accumulation of little money will make more money.

Before Ying Yang could answer, Cheng Mo figured it out for himself: The reason why Ying Yang spends more now is purely because he earns more.

For a long time, people's income levels are on the table. Fortunately, he still uses his own short-sightedness to measure people, eating carrots salty and not worrying about them.

I don't understand why Cheng Mo suddenly became depressed. Ying Yang led him out of the elevator, but his statement was completely different from what he thought. It’s okay if you don’t be generous, if you run away in anger, where can you find another one.”

Cheng Mo blushed: "Who is your wife?"

"Whatever you love is what you love, anyway, just don't run away." Ying Yang babbled so much, as if expressing his feelings, "It's not easy, it took almost ten years to find a little darling, and I haven't seen enough. , not to mention other things. All parties are not proficient in business, I want to seek long-term development, and I estimate that it will take a lifetime to pay back."

Cheng Mo had a clear mind, and was enraged by what he said was half a run and half a promise. He looked around and saw that it was not a public holiday, and there was no one in the mall. It was rare for him to muster up the courage to take the initiative to kiss him outside.

There was a sound on the cheeks and heart, Ying Yang didn't have much recollection, Cheng Mo dragged him forward with big strides, the tips of his ears were red, people who have graduated for several years are as innocent as students.

But what Ying Yang likes the most is his appearance, no matter how you look at it, he is so exciting.

So in the big cart I bought home, in addition to the clothes and pants I thought about yesterday, a small box of condoms of various flavors, and mysterious lace fabrics that I can't count on my hands and feet.

Of course, most of them are pink that Cheng Mo loves so much.

Although he couldn't find the little rabbit pattern, Ying Yang didn't think it was a pity.

Because he will turn Cheng Mo into whatever he wants——

Including the puffy bunny.

The author has something to say: Jealousy silently and with a big face~