Misfiring

Put aside the preparations to go home for the time being.

Cheng Mo whispered after poking, "Hungry."

Ying Yang rubbed his head and hugged him down: "Watch a variety show first, it will be ready soon."

The rice is already keeping warm, the meat is stewed, and the aroma of the sauce is wafting out. The chicken soup is probably ready soon. Just wait for the vegetables to be cut and blanch in the pot to start the meal.

Cheng Mo was fine one second, but Ying Yang just turned around the next second, and before he could get back to the chopping board, he stuck close to him again, holding him motionless.

It seemed to grow behind him, like a small colony under a towering tree.

Ying Yang undoubtedly enjoys this very much, but the bad thing is that the timing is not right now, and there is a little bit of trouble.

Cheng Mo wants to just hug, the problem is actually not that big, the key lies in hugging and hugging, he started sniffing around again.The water in the pot boiled, and as soon as the cut vegetables were cooked, he couldn't wait to kiss the back of Ying Yang's neck.

Baji baji, again and again.

It seems to be fun, and it seems to be overwhelming.

"Hey, Cheng Xiaomo, take it easy, I'm going to burn my hands."

"You are allowed to hug me, and I am not allowed to hug me back?"

"You're not just hugging, you're kissing."

Putting his hands on Ying Yang's abdominal muscles and touching them back and forth a few times, Cheng Mo's voice was filled with water vapor and sounded muffled: "I want to do it."

"...Fuck, what did you say?!"

"I want to do it."

Ying Yang immediately turned around, squeezed Cheng Mo's hand and dragged him aside, afraid that he might accidentally throw him into the fire.

Panting twice, he pushed Cheng Mo against the refrigerator, Ying Yang raised his chin, and looked down at him condescendingly, with such force that his fair skin was pinched red: "Look at me and say it again. "

Cheng Mo's mouth moved, but he didn't speak. His eyes flickered for a while, but he still held them up stubbornly, trying his best to respond to the fixed gaze nearby.

The hand holding the chin loosened gradually, Cheng Mo pulled it down and put it on his waist, and then with a slight movement, Ying Yang was pulled closer by him, and the delicate kiss stretched from the Adam's apple all the way up.

Out of surprise, Ying Yang forgot to bow his head for a moment, Cheng Mo worked hard on tiptoe, and whimpered weakly when his lips and teeth intertwined.Ying Yang caught it, and simply picked him up and put him on his waist, letting him relax his neck from a high position, while he himself fell to a low position, waiting for his condescension.

Thanks to Ying Yang, Cheng Mo has rarely been able to kiss so much. It's not that the kisses in the past were not satisfactory, it's just that he rarely has the opportunity to observe Ying Yang from such an angle.

The eyelids opened a small slit tremblingly, Cheng Mo glanced down furtively, and saw Ying Yang was closing his eyes intently, with thick eyelashes, which together with the thin eyelids blocked the beautiful eyes.

Cheng Mo peeked at it for a while, Ying Yang soon found that he was distracted, his eyes opened a little as he wished, and there was a rare blur and tenderness in his eyes.Cheng Mo saw it clearly, his heart twitched violently, his nose was sore and swollen, blocked by the surging love, he could only breathe with his mouth with difficulty.

Ying Yang pinched the back of his head and blocked him for a while, as if punishing his distraction, but also seemed to have ulterior motives, until he was almost suffocated, then he mercifully let him go, and patted his back with a strong palm: "Let's see if you dare to light a fire next time!"

"Huh..." Cheng Mo panted heavily, not accepting the accusation, "I'm just..."

He muttered for a long time without saying anything.

"What is it?" Ying Yang couldn't help asking, but wanted to see how he would argue.

As if encouraged, Cheng Mo fell back to the ground, huddled between Ying Yang and the refrigerator, in the shadow where the sun couldn't reach, lowered his eyes, not embarrassed to look at him, but said bluntly: "It's just... I like it very much. You...I like you very much, I really like you very much."

"Fuck...you're going to burn me to death."

Ying Yang pulled him into his arms and rubbed him heavily, adding a few deep red teeth marks on his neck.

Cheng Mo let him bite, the harder the force, the more stable he felt.

After finally venting his anger a little, Ying Yang circled him to turn off the fire.

The emerald green choy sum was left on the plate, weak and boneless, and served on the table, just like Cheng Mo didn't sit anywhere except Ying Yang's arms during the meal.

After filling his stomach, Ying felt warm and lustful, nestled on the sofa and hugged Cheng Mo for a massage, and repeated the old saying like a family thing: "I can't do it in a while."

After eating, Cheng Mo felt that his stomach was so full that he couldn't hold anything else, so he shook his head in fright.

"Didn't you just say you want to do it?" Ying Yang narrowed his eyes and was dissatisfied.

"I, I just said that I want to cook." Cheng Mo calmed down now, blushing because of his confusion just now.

"You can just sneak away from me, and I'm not afraid that one day I'll slip away and I won't be able to find my way back."

"No, my brother Yang is so smart!" Knowing that he was wrong, Cheng Mo flattered himself with rainbow farts.

Ying Yang shook his head, he had no choice but to settle for the next best thing: "Do it at night."

Cheng Mo faltered and prepared to agree, but then thought: "I'm going to exercise this afternoon, I'm afraid I'll be tired..."

With such a large amount of exercise, the body may be overloaded.

Ying Yang suddenly wondered why he was not a treadmill: "I just want you to exercise on my body."

Ying Yang brand treadmills are only for his lifetime members.

"Then..." Cheng Mo thought for a while, feeling very embarrassed, "I'll listen to you, and do what you say." He had already thought of an excuse, and the exercise would really go to waste when the time came, and it wasn't because he was being lazy. It's all to blame for being clingy.

Ying Yang was happy, but didn't realize that Cheng Mo was plotting to push the blame, hugged him and kissed him again and again, and praised him without hesitation: "It's really my little boy! Don't worry, I will move, I won't make you tired. "

"Hey, your face is wet from your kiss—"

After finishing eating, Cheng Mozai washed his face carefully and wiped Ying Yang's face, then led him and Dandan to bed, and took a nap while hugging each other.

It's not advisable to sleep for too long in the afternoon, half an hour later, the set alarm clock rang, Cheng Mo stretched, and was pushed up by Ying Yang.

After less than two seconds of support from the waist, Cheng Mo's head fell forward heavily, and he fell into the quilt, turned his head and tail, and lay back on the bed again.

Eggy took the opportunity to climb on his back to step on the milk, and Cheng Mo immediately lay down more comfortably. Although he was moaning and screaming to get up, his body was so honest that he didn't even move his fingers.

Ying Yang allowed him to be lazy for a while, and waited until Dandan was tired from stepping on it before hugging it to loosen its little paws, and then pulled Cheng Mo's shoulder to turn him back: "Get up, big lazy bastard."

Cheng Mo closed his eyes and didn't move, just muttered: "A long time ago, there was a sleeping beauty..."

Ying Yang sat still for a while, then suddenly grabbed his hand: "Oh! What a shocking prince! He has ebony hair, a small and cute nose, and a soft mouth like a cherry blossom. My Prince, why are you lying here?!"

Cheng Mo tried his best to hold back his laughter, afraid that he would scoff at Ying Yang's face when he came over later.

"The prince doesn't speak." Even if there is no audience, Ying Yang still frowned competently, "Could it be...you are the legendary sleeping beauty?!"

"..."

"I heard that only the most affectionate kiss in the world can wake you up."

"..."

"There is no one who loves you more than me, and this person must be me!"

"..."

"Let me save you with a kiss full of afternoon breath!"

Hearing this, Cheng Mo didn't care to insist, he opened his eyes quickly, covered his mouth before Ying Yang kissed him, and hummed: "Wake up."

Ying Yang kissed him directly on the back of his hand as if he didn't see it, just touched the water, and then backed away after the kiss.Cheng Mo thought that he would not come again, but as soon as he moved his hand away, before he was put on the bed, he was held tightly by Ying Yang, and a piece of tongue was stuck through the slightly parted lips due to fright. with...

With the unique coolness of the mint factor, it hits the taste buds.

Ying Yang clung to his tongue and sucked it twice, staining his mouth with the same taste, and then withdrew back, kissing his mouth: "Are you scared? Let's see if you will stay in bed in the future."

Cheng Mo sat up shyly, covering his mouth and glaring at him.

It's too unfair.

Ying Yang rinsed his mouth, but he wasn't there yet!

"Thank you for being able to kiss me."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Mo pushed him away and trotted into the bathroom.

Soon there was a gurgling sound from inside.

Ying Yang stepped on his heels slowly, and Cheng Mo, with a little white foam on his mouth, conveyed his dissatisfaction to him through the mirror, while being hugged by him from behind, a sexy voice came together with a smile: " I usually don't miss kisses."

"What's the matter?" Cheng Mo held his toothbrush in his mouth, slurring his words.

"I mean, I didn't miss kissing you when you were asleep."

"...cough, cough cough." Cheng Mo almost choked, bent down and coughed for a long time, took water to rinse off the toothpaste foam, looked up again with red eyes, let Ying Yang wipe his mouth, and muttered for a long time , "You really don't choose."

"What to choose? Aren't they all the same mouth?"

"Just, is it tasteless?"

"Have."

"..."

"Sweet."

Cheng Mo beat him up, couldn't hold back his face, turned around and left.

It's like infecting each other, now it's Ying Yang's turn to cling to others, and Cheng Mo just took half a step before he locked his arms again, didn't say anything, just followed behind him.

"You are so heavy." Cheng Mo pretended to be disgusted.

"If you want me to hug you up, I don't dislike you."

"No."

Just a few steps.

Cheng Mo walked to the closet, ready to change clothes.

Ying Yang brought him a light pink sweater and a pair of pure white sweatpants, both bought yesterday.

Cheng Mo didn't object, and took it obediently before saying, "I want to go back to the old town and bring some books over."

"Move a little or move everything?"

"...all of them."

Ying Yang was so indulgent that it was difficult for Cheng Mo to be more polite.

"Well, then I'll make a phone call."

Ying Yang reluctantly let go of him to find the phone.

Guessing his intentions, Cheng Mo hurriedly stopped him: "Hey, I can just move it myself, and the total amount is not much."

Can Ying Yang not know him, there are two big bookcases in the study, they are all full, and his thin arms and legs still want to move it by himself?

Then his "night snack" tonight might really go to waste.

Ying Yang would never let such a tragedy happen, but he didn't intend to keep a light bulb by his side at first, so he explained: "Let someone drive a big car over."

"Oh."

That's good.

Half an hour later, the car was in place, and the two went out holding hands.

On the way from the door of the house to the parking lot, Cheng Mo looked at the smile on Ying Yang's face, and recalled his various performances in the past half a day, and casually pointed to the ground: "Brother Yang, you lost something."

He pointed too far, Ying Yang didn't believe it at all, but he still cooperated and asked: "What?"

Cheng Mo flirted a bit before saying, "Fan Er, a high-cold male god."

It sounded like the setting of a brain-dead idol drama, Ying Yang was a little surprised: "I was very cold?"

Cheng Mo didn't know whether it counted or not, anyway, it was completely different from the current state: "Everyone is afraid of you."

Ying Yang doesn't care what other people think, but only wants to know Cheng Mo's opinion: "Then are you afraid of me?"

"It seemed to be a little bit before, but now...it's okay."

"It's okay."

"Just don't be afraid." When the elevator arrived, Cheng Mo led him in, pressed the button, and boldly said after the door closed, "I want to bully you."

Ying Yang made him laugh, but he was not angry, and even asked with interest: "How do you want to bully?"

"Hmm..." Cheng Mo thought for a long time in embarrassment, and tentatively said, "I told you to do this and that, I will point you to the east and you are not allowed to go west, and when necessary, you must show up when I say hello..."

Why does it sound inexplicably familiar.

"Hey, are you mocking me?"

To be honest, Cheng Mo really didn't mean it at first, but after being reminded by Ying Yang, he couldn't help but laugh: "You also know that you were so domineering before."

"Then do you feel bullied?"

Maybe not.

Cheng Mo didn't have the nerve to turn black and white, so Ying Yang seized every opportunity to put gold on his face: "Look, you like domineering ones. You look aggrieved, but you actually enjoy it."

"So I will let you have fun now."

"Okay, that's great, brother really didn't hurt you for nothing."

The elevator door opened, and Cheng Mo pointed out with a straight face: "Go, drive the car for me."

Ying Yang bowed slightly, and held up his hands as if he was serving the Lafayette: "Okay! Master, watch out for your feet."

……

After walking two steps like this, Cheng Mo couldn't bear it any longer, and lowered his hand uncomfortably, asking Ying Yang to lead him back as usual: "It's not fun."

To change the notebook.

Ying Yang has long seen that he is strong in the outside world, but he is sure that he has no ability to bully others, but he doesn't want to spoil his interest, so he can only coax: "You can bully as you like at night, huh? This must be fun."

Unexpectedly, Cheng Mo tried it once, and he didn't dare to be brave anymore, so he looked at him modestly, his eyes flickered: "You should come...I won't."

"... Fuck." Ying Yang turned his head abruptly, but was afraid to meet his eyes.

This little look catches the eye!If he didn't know his details, he would really be pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

I want to bully him now!

Bully to death!

There is ready-made land in front.

A Chang is a smart man, when he heard that Ying Yang wanted a spacious car, he drove a GMC Business Star over, and after leaving the keys, he slipped away without saying a word of nonsense.

Cheng Mo was a little embarrassed, and couldn't help but ask after getting in the car, "Is this considered overtime for him?"

Ying Yang really didn't think about this issue, because they didn't seem to have such a saying. He came here almost like this at the beginning, but there were not many people who dared to order him, and the higher-ups would come to "excuse him" if they really couldn't find anyone. .

"Forget it." Fastened the seat belt, Ying Yang said while starting the car.

Everyone is on duty at night and sleeps during the day. Usually, there is nothing to do in the afternoon. When you go out, you treat it as an activity. It is a sense of loyalty to be able to come. If you don’t come, you can’t blame others. It’s just a matter of friendship.

So this is not quite the same as the rules of ordinary companies, let alone...

"Then does your overtime work count as time off or wages?"

Ying Yang was questioned again.To be honest, I feel that he is an unscrupulous boss who should pick up the skin, and it is absolutely impossible to be perfunctory.

After much deliberation, Ying Yang patiently explained to him before turning on the main road: "We generally don't count that way, it's too capitalist and too corrupt."

"..." But the name nightclub sounds very capitalist and corrupt.

"You can think of our place as a production cooperative. The people fully develop the spirit of cooperation, harmony and friendship, help each other, and strive for the development of the organization wholeheartedly, never considering personal issues."

"Why didn't I realize that you are so good at politics before." You used one set of words, and I still remember things like "you have to grasp with both hands, and you have to be hard with both hands".

Ying Yang didn't take it seriously: "Whoever asks the teacher to point you to endorsement all day long, it will only hurt you, a fat sheep, can I forget what you said."

The reason is here.

Cheng Mo was given a sip of ecstasy soup by him, and he was dizzy for a long time before he found his way back: "To put it bluntly, what you mean is that there is no reward at all."

If this is the case, don't bother people all the time in the future.

"...Yes, why not." Now that he is named as the boss, Ying Yang must justify the name of the organization and the individual, "We have bonuses. Among the bunch of cards I gave you before, one of them is specially saved for this."

"How about the bonus?"

"Looking at the performance, someone like Achang who will come here will cost at least [-] to [-] a month."

Hearing this, Cheng Mo couldn't help but be speechless.

This is enough to cover his monthly salary.Unexpectedly, he opened his eyes again in a moment of curiosity, even Cheng Mo couldn't hide his excitement, and smiled flatteringly: "Boss, are you still short of people?"

"Hey, tell me what you can do."

Cheng Mo thought about it carefully: "I'll move a small bench to sit in the monitoring room, and call someone to stop if anyone shows signs of fighting and causing trouble. Do you think it will work?"

"Hmm..." Ying Yang hesitated for a while pretendingly, and then ruthlessly refused, "No."

"..."

Before Cheng Mo could get angry, Ying Yang said again: "But we do have a vacancy here, which is quite suitable for you."

"What?" Cheng Mo regained hope.

"Boss lady."

"..."

nonsense.

He already is!

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