Misfiring

In the rest room on the fifth floor, Cheng Mo finally decided to eat the steamer.

Originally wanted to eat hot pot, but Yang Jiuhui poked him secretly to remind him to pay attention.

Cheng Mo finally came to his senses, blushing and asked if it would be spicy.Ying Yang said that what's the point of non-spicy hot pot, it's better to eat steam pot.

So 15 minutes later, Achang brought up the steamer.

The bottom of the shiny stainless steel pot is evenly covered with crystal grains of rice, the raw water overflows, and a partition full of round holes is placed on top. Fresh and tender chicken, fresh shrimp, white shellfish, mushrooms and other meat and vegetables are arranged in different categories. Cover the pot and wait while you enjoy your pre-dinner drink.

After a while, tender meat wafted into the sixty-square-meter office, and the sweet smell rushed out from the edge of the pot. Cheng Mo couldn't help but raised his chopsticks to get ready to go, making the two people on the side laugh.

"Are you so hungry?"

"Fragrant." Cheng Mo shrugged his nose and said.

"What did you eat this afternoon?" Ying Yang cast suspicious eyes on Yang Jiuhui, thinking that he wouldn't abuse his darling, didn't he give him food?

"It's much better than eating with you." Yang Jiuhui rolled his eyes straight away, and lifted the lid of the pot, "Yes, silently."

Cheng Mo looked at Ying Yang, then at Yang Jiuhui: "Everything is fine."

Ying Yang was dissatisfied, frowned and was about to speak, Cheng Mo immediately picked up a chicken leg for him, and after he barely passed, he put another chicken wing in Yang Jiuhui's bowl.

The end is that neither side should offend.

Cheng Mo thought he was telling the truth, and they were indeed all good.

Yang Jiuhui took good care of him. He had a great time today, except that his waist and legs were a little sore at the beginning, but after moxibustion, he was basically fine. He must be able to sleep well at night.

Afternoon tea is also delicious.

Ying Yang doesn't like sweets very much, and Cheng Mo doesn't want him to indulge himself too much, so if they go out alone, they basically won't set foot in similar restaurants.

Fortunately, he doesn't have much addiction in this aspect, and he is satisfied after tasting it once in a while, but most of the time he still has to eat with Ying Yang.

Since Ying Yang had something to do in a while, he hurriedly drank two bowls of porridge with side dishes and then wiped his mouth clean. Cheng Mo felt sorry for his busy work, and while he and Yang Jiuhui continued to solve the almost late-night dinner, he asked, "What does he do every day?" Are you so busy?"

"Fortunately, today is a special situation. He must be present. At other times, as long as the subordinates do not make any mistakes, he can choose not to come."

It's like being idle for more than half a month a while ago.

Having said that, Cheng Mo is still a little worried: "But with such a chaotic schedule, will the body be unable to bear it?"

"Does he look like he is in poor health?" Yang Jiuhui took a sip of porridge casually, "Don't worry, we organize regular physical examinations every year. Even if there is something wrong, as long as it is not terminally ill, it can be cured with a little money. gone."

"how about you?"

"Me? I'm fine too."

Cheng Mo couldn't help wondering if he was too weak: "Every time I go to bed a little later, my heart beats abnormally fast."

But he was obviously younger than Yang Jiuhui and the others, only in his early twenties.

But it already feels like it's going downhill.

"It's because you don't exercise." Yang Jiuhui pointed out sharply, "Isn't there a gym at home? It's okay, let Ying Yang take you to practice."

"...I don't like sports."

"What?"

"It's going to be tiring, and it's hard to be out of breath."

"Nono," Yang Jiuhui shook his hand, "If you don't exercise normally, sometimes you will be more tired and uncomfortable."

"..." Yang Jiuhui, like Ying Yang, often talked about the matter on the bed, and many of his words were colored. Cheng Mo figured out their habits, so he quickly reacted, and tactfully did not disagree. .

However, Yang Jiuhui did not let him go easily, and deeply carried forward the spirit of enthusiastic people: "Hey, this is a lesson of blood and tears, I will talk to you in a while..."

So Cheng Mo unexpectedly pretended to be full of strange talk and went home, his face flushed.

At first Ying Yang thought that Yang Jiuhui was feeding him wine behind his back, so he purposely lowered the car window to let him ventilate, but after getting out of the car, he kissed him and found that he didn't smell the wine at all, so he realized it was another reason.

"What did he tell you? I was ashamed all the way."

Cheng Mo obediently let Ying Yang lead him into the house, and habitually kicked on his shoes.As a result, he changed a pair of small leather shoes at night, and the shoelaces were tied tightly. Not only did he not kick off, but he almost sprained his feet.

Ying Yang choked him with fright, shook his head, and knelt down helplessly to change his shoes.

The soles of his feet were led to step into the soft mop, and before Ying Yang stood up straight, Cheng Mo hugged him, buried his head in his neck and sniffed, the smell of smoke and alcohol that was slightly repulsive made him So much peace of mind.

Ying Yang patted him on the back, in exchange for a sincere sigh.

"Miss you……"

"I haven't seen you for half a day."

"That's what I want."

Ying Yang hugged him tighter, and after a while he simply picked him up and held him firmly.Cheng Mo clamped Ying Yang's waist, still pillowed on his shoulder, kissed the tips of his ears, and pretended to complain: "You don't talk."

Keeping an eye on the meowing Eggy hovering at his feet, Ying Yang freed one hand to turn on the light, and slowly walked upstairs with one big and one small.

"I miss you as well."

He has always been the only one who teases Cheng Mo to talk about love, but suddenly he is a little uncomfortable with the change of identity, so I can't blame him for his slow reaction, he looks like he doesn't understand the style.

"Then won't you kiss me?"

Hearing this, Ying Yang paused, fearing that his hand would shake and he would fall if he didn't hold it steady, so he put him on the armrest nearby and held his waist: "Want me to kiss you?"

"...Don't you want to?"

"If you think about it, I will."

"……I think."

Cheng Mo happened to be sitting at the corner of the stairs, with a handrail extending upwards behind him as a support, so there would be no danger.

So he boldly let go of his hand, just grabbed Ying Yang's shoulder, and tightened his fingertips little by little.

It was only in the dark that he dared to ask for a kiss like this. He rubbed his ankle flatteringly on Ying Yang's leg, grinding him close to him.

Ying Yang accurately found his lips, and pecked twice comfortingly.Cheng Mo was still dissatisfied. He pressed his teeth against his lower lip and nibbled lightly. Then he probed inside his mouth with the tip of his tongue. When he touched the same wet and soft object, he quickly retreated, teased it and ran away.

Ying Yang made him amused, backed away a little, chuckled twice, and kissed back under Cheng Mo's urging, this time he finally changed his passive state, turned to the customer, and expanded the offensive gradually, from the gentleness at the beginning From the silence to the uproar later.

Cheng Mo's mouth was red from his sucking, and the end of his eyes were hot and wet.

Out of breath, he leaned on Ying Ying Yang's shoulder to calm down, and at the same time put a big palm on his back to help him breathe. Cheng Mo heard him ask in his ear, "Who taught you?"

"No." Cheng Mo quickly denied it.

Because it is not.

Although Yang Jiuhui told him a lot, he listened to it, but he didn't have time to think about it carefully. Right now, he really expressed his feelings.

When the love is deep, the body will naturally have a longing for the other half, so how can it be taught.

"Really? Isn't it still so clingy."

"I've always been clingy, I'm clingy."

"Then what am I?"

"You are a seductress."

"Who did I flirt with?" This must be made clear, after all, he is a man of integrity, except for Cheng Mo, no one flirts blindly, does not tease, and only concentrates on serving this peach blossom.

Let the rest rot in the ground.

"I don't know who else you tease, you just stand there..."

"How is it?"

Hormone bursting.

Cheng Mo didn't have the nerve to say this, and secretly sniffed his neck twice, like a child of a few years old who is attached to a small quilt that fits close to him, and muttered: "It makes people want to cling to you."

Like a magnet with the strongest magnetic force, it sucked his attention, body and so on.

Magnets.

"Just let you stick to your balls, you stick to a big piece, your balls stick to a small piece, there will be no more."

Cheng Mo nodded contentedly, tiredness surged up without warning: "A little sleepy."

Probably because the current atmosphere is too comfortable, and the nerves of the brain are ironed tenderly, making sleepy people so greedy that they want to come out and take a share.

"Does the butt hurt?" Ying Yang picked him up again and rubbed him.

"No...it doesn't hurt." Cheng Mo couldn't figure out what kind of pain he was asking, so he could only reply vaguely.

Thinking that he has been running around outside today, Ying Yang didn't pursue it anymore, he was very upright.

There was still some chill in the bedroom, Ying Yang restarted the air conditioner, turned around to appease Eggy: "My dear, I'll give you more food later, daddy has to take your daddy to take a bath first."

"Hey." Dad is very generous in giving food!Eggy squatted in front of the door and licked her paws, not in a hurry.

So Ying Yang closed the bathroom door with peace of mind, and put Cheng Mo down.

It was also at this time that he finally had the opportunity to see Cheng Mo's new image.

I didn't see him wearing clothes of a darker color than usual, let alone a black suit that was not stingy.

Ying Yang thought that maybe his thoughts were not pure enough, and he had some preconceived notions. At this time, Cheng Mo stood in front of him, holding his hem helplessly, feeling like a fledgling, who didn't understand anything but was tricked by a friend to come for an interview male PR.

But he was still yelling hotly.

It was simply a dessert that was offered to my mouth, if I didn't bite Ying Yang hard enough, I would have spurned myself.

I saw him sitting on the edge of the bathtub in a chic way, crossing his legs: "Take off your clothes and have a look."

"..." Cheng Mo didn't understand why he suddenly became addicted to drama.

But he was really bored, he didn't feel much in the air-conditioned room before, and when He Yingyang got tired of it, it was okay because it was already hot.Now that I am free, I suddenly feel a little impatient.

Therefore, without Ying Yang's urging, Cheng Mo took off the slim suit jacket and tactfully covered Ying Yang's face.

No matter what his thoughts are, he just ignores them anyway.

Being watched undressed by others makes her face ache.

Ying Yang guessed what he was thinking, and cooperated for a while before pulling off the cover in front of him.

At this moment, Cheng Mo had already taken off only two socks, and was tearing them off with his toes, and curled up on the ground.

He was probably going to put them in the hamper.But seeing the scorching eyes falling on him again, Cheng Mo could only kick them quickly, causing them to roll all the way to Ying Yang's feet, while he slipped into the shower room and closed the door with his backhand.

Ying Yang sighed helplessly, picked up two socks and threw them away, then took off his clothes and covered them, opened the door, touched Cheng Mo's back and flushed with him.

"Why didn't you follow the script?"

"What script." Cheng Mo concentrated on washing his hair, and the sleepy bugs were washed away by the water flow. In the not-so-large space, the voices echoed in each other's ears.

""The Domineering Funder Falls in Love with You"."

"Who are you falling in love with?" Cheng Mo couldn't help laughing, and Ying Yang took over the action of rubbing bubbles on his head. He just closed his eyes and was careful not to let the foam flow down.

"Loving a calf."

"...Why did you become a little calf again?" She was still a little rabbit just now.

"Isn't the young cowherd just a calf?"

"...Okay." Cheng Mo bowed down to his brain circuit, thinking that he deserved to be the last one in the previous exams. He used all his ingenuity and wisdom for this, so how can he study well?

Once Ying Yang starts to dislike him, Cheng Mo doesn't like to cling to him anymore.The so-called extremes must be reversed, Ying Yang has already taken the initiative to stick it, if he wants to stick again, it should become 502 glue.

It's too tight, and it will hurt all over if you separate it a little bit.

After simply taking a shower, drying each other's hair, Ying Yang let Cheng Mo go to bed first, and he remembered to feed the balls.

When I came back, I brought a hand of cat fur.

Cheng Mo watched him wash his hands, wiped them casually, and sat on the bed wearing only a pair of underwear. He couldn't help but sigh: "I feel the deep love of a father."

"You have to be happy, Dad loves you so much."

Cheng Mo covered his head and got into bed: "Farewell, I don't want to be bald early in life."

"It's not bald," Ying Yang patted his head and comforted him, "This is usually hereditary, as long as your father is not bald, it will be fine."

Probably not bald, otherwise where would the capital come from to go out and hook up.

"Then I guess I can still be cool for decades." His father is indeed not bald, and Cheng Mo is not too worried, but just joking, "Where is Uncle?"

"Him?" Ying Yang sneered, "Even if he is not bald, his hair was burned by the fire at the incineration site."

"what?"

"Didn't I tell you? When I just graduated from junior high school, that idiot was beaten to death outside because of drug debts."

"...No." I only heard that he likes to beat people, and I can feel that Ying Yang doesn't like him and looks down on him, and he never asks more, and Ying Yang basically doesn't mention it.

"There's nothing to say, in short, he was good-looking when he was young, and he was like a dog. My mother was so desperate that she would run away with him if she had a falling out with the family.

"And I guess little girls liked punks at that time. The more ignorant men are, the more they fall in love with them and rush to post them. She didn't graduate from high school, and she was just an adult, and she was pregnant with me."

Ying Yang raised the pillow a little higher, put one arm around Cheng Mo, and put the other behind his head, recalling the past of his parents' life, but there was no emotion on his face.

"A bum in society and a female student who dropped out of school, where can they go without the care of their family members. Not long after I was born, they brought me back. The old thing has no parents to discipline him since he was a child. There is only one person above him. My brother, who also spends time in casinos all day long, is just as unreliable as him, so my mother can only hug me home and ask for money.

"The person I should call him 'Grandpa', I beat her up, but during the dispute, he had a cerebral hemorrhage. My mother didn't understand anything. She was frightened for a long time before remembering to call 120, and the result was such a delay. , the old man was not rescued, leaving behind a house of two hundred square meters and a considerable inheritance and left.

"He doesn't have a wife. I heard that it was too dangerous when he gave birth to my mother. I don't know if it was because he didn't take care of him at that time or later. Anyway, he passed away a long time ago. My mother is an old man and an only daughter, so it's a coincidence inherited that legacy."

These things are all roughly pieced together by Ying Yang based on the content of their disputes. It is very ugly, but it is not far from the truth.

"The money problem is solved, and they don't have to worry about food and lodging anymore. They probably live a pretty happy life. But according to that idiot's urine, you can't hold it even if you give him a golden mountain. From the time I can remember, we The house at home kept changing, and it got smaller and smaller. Later, it was really desperate, and that idiot started beating his wife. If I helped my mother, he would beat me too.

"I've been beaten since I was a child. But when I reached puberty, my body began to develop and twitch, and he didn't dare to do anything to me anymore. Just at that time, he was dragged into a gambling pit by his brother. I squatted for a few days and didn’t go home very often. But when I came back, nothing good would happen. I searched for money everywhere, beat people again if I didn’t pay, and even picked me out to go to school when I was not at home.

"I tried to persuade my mother to divorce, but she was afraid of being beaten, so she didn't dare to mention it. In addition, when I was beaten to help her when I was a child, she ran into the room and locked the door instead. She didn't care about my life or death. I gave up, knowing that I can't count on this person, and I can only rely on myself. So I persuaded her, but if she didn't listen, I wouldn't talk nonsense to her anymore, whatever I want."

Originally, Ying Yang really didn't want to say more, because it was not a good thing, and she was afraid of spoiling each other's mood.

However, once the complaining emotions are vented, it is difficult to hold back. Ying Yang changed his posture, turned over and looked at Cheng Mo, and then his tone softened: "She seldom even cooks for me. Maybe when I was in high school, I have eaten at your house more times than this."

"It's okay," Cheng Mo didn't know how to answer the words for a moment, because the strength and indifference shown by Ying Yang seemed to indicate that he didn't need comfort, so he could only hold his hand and said awkwardly, "Your father is gone, You will be free."

"I am free whether he dies, mainly my mother, she can finally be free."

"……Um."

"I've never seen a woman as stupid as her." Maybe it was Zhao Guixin's ruthless actions that planted the seeds in his subconscious, which made him stay away from the opposite sex and didn't even bother to look at her. "It's not like my family. Good boy, you have a clever mind, and you can understand it with just a little bit."

"It's not easy." Cheng Mo habitually dismantled him, "You were also a gangster back then, so I was foolish enough to fall in love with you. And maybe she just got used to it, not stupid."

When they were about to graduate, some students in the class wrote a thesis on the psychology of domestic violence. During the defense, he has been listening to the analysis carefully, including taking similar courses before, so he is very clear that this is not just a The word "stupid" can be summed up clearly.

"Okay, if you're not stupid, you're not stupid, let's not talk about her." Ying Yang hugged Cheng Mo and kissed him twice, defending himself, "Even if I'm a gangster, I'm still a promising gangster. Look at the big house you live in now. Your big bed is not all earned by your dear husband."

"...Where did you come from, dear husband?" Cheng Mo muttered and turned around, pointing his back at him.

"Will the illiterate husband succeed?" Speaking of this, Ying Yang suddenly remembered something, took the mobile phone from the bedside table, unlocked it, and handed it to Cheng Mo, "My husband is illiterate, I didn't understand a text message in the afternoon, why don't you read it?" read?"

A light suddenly lit up on the retina, Cheng Mo squinted his eyes and focused for a long time before he could see clearly——

[Rabbit]: Husband, come on [happy]

Glancing around, Cheng Mo swore to himself that he would never do hot-headed stupid things again, lest he take the initiative to pass the handle to Ying Yang and let him entertain himself when he has nothing to do.

Playing stupid for a long time, under Ying Yang's urging intentionally or unintentionally, Cheng Mo had no choice but to deal with it and said: "...Ying Yang, come on."

Of course Ying Yang didn't buy it: "I still know my name, don't try to fool me."

"...Brother Yang, come on."

"No."

"... Come on, Big Bad Wolf."

"The word count doesn't match."

"Old... Come on, old man."

"Who's the old man, huh?"

Cheng Mo was so forced that he had no choice but to turn around and bite him angrily: "Husband! Are you ready?! You can't even use such a simple word! You're so stupid!!!"

After succeeding, Ying Yang is happy to let him bite.After a long while, he licked the tip of his tooth that hurt from biting, and said with a humble and studious attitude: "These two words are complicated, you have to help me review them every day."

"I don't think you can learn it in your lifetime!"

"Well, then teach for a lifetime."

The author has something to say: After the closet play, der armrest play, please kiss and pinch if you are satisfied! =333333=