Misfiring

Two days later, Eggy's automatic feeding machine and special monitor were ready. Cheng Mo hugged it reluctantly for a long time, seeing that he would not be able to go to City B for lunch before putting it down, and finally touched a few: "We're leaving, you should be obedient at home, okay?"

"Yoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" Eggy rubbed against Cheng Mo, arched Ying Yang's legs, and then squatted at the entrance and tilted her head to look at them in a very sensible way, afraid that being too clingy would embarrass them.

Ying Yang and You Rongyan nodded, thinking that he really deserves to be his good son, which makes people feel at ease.

When they went back this time, they only brought some close-fitting clothes and packed lightly, and they were going to buy the rest if needed.

The car has already been chosen. Ying Yang originally wanted to drive that GMC, hoping that Cheng Mo could sit more comfortably.But Cheng Mo felt that the car was too big, and there were small streets and alleys near their house, so it was inconvenient for a commercial vehicle to get in and out.

Besides, the back seat of the GMC is comfortable, but he doesn't plan to sit separately from Ying Yang, so those extravagant functions are really dispensable to him, it's better to just stay in the passenger seat, eat snacks and chat.

If it weren't for the fact that his Xiaobai was a bit reluctant to run long distances, Cheng Mo would have thought about driving it on the road.

Now I can only drive that big Benz, and watch the plated rabbit head fluttering in the wind.

Either way, getting out and about is always something to celebrate.Putting the backpack in the back row, Cheng Mo happily fastened his seat belt: "Let's go——"

The weather in the summer morning is very good, with a few wisps of white clouds floating in the blue sky, and the sun is shining on the earth generously.

However, Cheng Mo's excitement came to an abrupt end as the car drove up the highway.

As if on a roller coaster, after reaching the top, he fell back like falling into an abyss, but he was still sitting in the front row with complacency, and had to suffer the pressure from the dive head-on.

His face was strangely pale.

Noticing the change in the atmosphere in the car, Ying Yang unconsciously slowed down and glanced at him: "Uncomfortable?"

Cheng Mo shook his head: "A little nervous."

Ying Yang didn't pay much attention to it, and raised his lips: "Didn't it be a short-term trip as agreed. Anyway, the situation will not be worse."

Hearing this, Cheng Mo was quiet for a while, and after a while, he turned sideways to face him, and asked uneasily, "If I do something wrong, will you be angry?"

"It depends on what it is."

"for example?"

"You can't climb walls."

"anything else?"

Ying Yang thought for a while: "It's gone."

Cheng Mo let out an "oh", and then still maintained that posture, frowning and hesitated to speak.

His mind was heavy, his head was downcast, his thin shoulders were almost crushed, even if Ying Yang didn't turn his head, he was aware of it: "What's the problem?"

"what do you like about me."

"Yo," Ying Yang couldn't help but let out a surprised exclamation, "Cheng Xiaomo, you're doing well today. Why do you ask that suddenly?"

"...I just want to know."

"It's really hard to say." Ying Yang looked at the road conditions carefully, and couldn't concentrate on answering for a while, and planned to listen to his thoughts first, as a reference, "What about you, what do you like about me?"

Cheng Mo didn't expect him to ask back, and he hesitated for a while before saying, "I like them all."

Ying Yang followed suit and nodded: "Then I do the same."

Cheng Mo raised his eyes and stared at him: "I'm serious!"

"Me too!" Ying Yang was quite helpless, "Hey, you can be greedy and like it, but when it's my turn, I have to pick out one or two shortcomings, right?"

"What shortcomings do I have?"

"Is it too painful?"

"...not counting."

"so cute?"

"..."

"That's gone, I really can't think of it."

Being interrupted by him like this, Cheng Mo suddenly couldn't remember what he was struggling with, turned around and stared blankly for a while, and waited until the street sign with the direction of City B flashed past his retinas, then he sneaked a glance at Ying Yang, rubbing his hands. The trousers on his knees, and said in a negotiating tone: "Can you promise me that you will not be angry today."

"That's right... OK."

"Even if you are angry, you can't leave."

"No, I'll take you with me if I want to go." After making the promise, Ying Yang asked, "Afraid your father will scold me?"

"...I'm afraid you will scold me."

Cheng Mo spoke upside down, and Ying Yang frowned: "What are you worried about?"

"No, I'll find out later."

"Damn. Sooner or later, I will be worn to death by you."

If it wasn't for driving, Ying Yang might have pulled him onto his lap and questioned him hard, why would he complain like this without pain and it doesn't help.

Coming and going on the expressway is always the same scene, coupled with the occasional small bumps in the car, Cheng Mo has a basket of unknown things in his heart, lifts his bag from the back seat, and sleeps in his arms for half an hour .

The melodious pure music scratched the eardrums, and when Cheng Mo opened his eyes again, they had already entered the border of City B.

"woke up?"

"Hmm." Stretching his waist, Cheng Mo refreshed himself with mints in his mouth, and fed Ying Yang one in a harmonious and friendly manner. He looked up at the navigation, "There are still four or ten minutes."

"Yeah." Summer vacation is no better than New Year's Eve, the provincial highway is smooth, and Ying Yang feels that it is going smoothly, "We will arrive soon without traffic jams."

After waking up, Cheng Mo didn't worry about the bad things anymore, but took out his mobile phone and studied his lunch: "Let's see what we're going to eat later."

Seeing that he recovered, Ying Yang felt relieved and said with emotion: "I haven't been back for so long, and I don't know what has become of City B."

"Well... the school's exterior wall has been refurbished, and the greenery on the road has also been improved a lot, which is very good."

"Compared with City A, which side do you like better?"

Cheng Mo said without thinking, "I like you."

He didn't look up when he was talking, and Ying Yang couldn't see his expression clearly from the corner of his eyes, but only glimpsed the slightly red tips of his ears, and without waiting for his response, Cheng Mo hurriedly suggested: "Let's go eat barbecue!"

Ying Yang smiled helplessly: "Okay, you decide."

It's not unreasonable to think in my heart that "beating the master to death with random punches" is not unreasonable.

Obediently was so enthusiastic that even he was caught off guard.

After choosing a restaurant, Cheng Mo modified the destination of the car navigation. Since it is some distance away from home, the remaining driving time happily jumped to 10 minutes, and he was no longer afraid of being bored after sitting for a long time.

Then Cheng Mo unzipped the backpack, buried his head in the opening, and sniffed the smell inside.

Ying Yang didn't notice this abnormal behavior at first, until he found that he was lying there without moving for a long time, then he asked casually: "What are you doing?"

"No."

"It's been a long time without you." Ying Yang didn't believe it.

"Just take a break."

"That's rest, I heard you suck."

Know and ask!

Cheng Mo simply took out half of the clothes and sucked them heavily, sniffing them for him as if to show off.

Ying Yang turned his head and saw him grabbing his pajamas, but he didn't understand what he was doing for a while.However, after looking back, Cheng Mo's blushing face gradually invaded his heart, bringing a sense of warmth, so that he was rarely stunned for a while, then he came to his senses, raised his hand and rubbed Cheng Mo's head, and was followed by him Pulled down and kissed, put it back on the steering wheel upright: "Driving seriously."

"En." Ying Yang didn't say any more, just increased the speed of the car, trying to reach the destination earlier.

At noon, the sun became scorching, and the heat wave beat against the car windows, Cheng Mo was forced to sit upright, far away from the car door.

The kebab shop is deep in a remote alley, and parking is a problem.Fortunately, there is a residential area nearby. Ying Yang managed to find a vacant space in a community garage, parked the car, put his backpack in the trunk of the car, so as not to attract crimes, then locked the car, and led Cheng Mo to leave.

However, Cheng Mo seemed to be on the road for a long time, looked around, saw that the surroundings were pitch black, and no one was passing by, so he grabbed Ying Yang and kissed on tiptoe.

Unsuspectingly kissed at the corner of his mouth, Ying Yang clenched his hand tightly and sighed: "Hey, it's a bit inappropriate for you to light the fire now."

"Is this considered to be a fire?" It was just a kiss, but it was not yet aligned.Cheng Mo was puzzled.

"Do you want to touch it?" Ying Yang said shamelessly.

To this, Cheng Mo's response was undoubtedly unexpected, he didn't make a move, he just went around and hugged Ying Yang, wrapping his arms neatly around his waist, resting his forehead on his broad chest, without saying a word.

Ordinarily, Ying Yang should feel satisfied, but since they still have serious business to do at night, he knew that this was just a manifestation of Cheng Mo's lack of security, so he felt more pity than complacency.

Holding Cheng Mo back firmly, Ying Yang patted him on the back without saying anything.

Actions are often more powerful than words.

Cheng Mo was really useful.

Most people seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and love leisure and hate work.Before reuniting with Ying Yang, he can be a lone ranger, make up his own mind in everything, solve difficulties by himself, and all the challenges in life are easy to deal with.

However, once someone helps to share, he will inevitably develop a habit of dependence, as if Ying Yang is his backbone, he just needs to lean on him silently, without worrying about anything.

And he also firmly believed that with Ying Yang's ability, he would not let him stumble.

The once indomitable courage was wasted in Ying Yang's dedicated love. Cheng Mo also had a little struggle at the beginning, but after a while, he curled up his hands and feet and enjoyed it.

He clearly understands that as a man, he shouldn't rely too much on another man of the same sex, but Ying Yang's strength always makes him feel that it's okay to relax a bit when he's with him, as long as he guarantees that he still has the will to do things. Ability will do.

In short, he was spoiled by Ying Yang, and even enjoyed the process very much.

After embracing each other for a while, Cheng Mo finally raised his head, and said without thinking, "Why are you still not well?"

"Huh?" Ying Yang was still comforting him in his heart, and he was a little puzzled when he heard such a sentence suddenly.

"The fire is still burning. It's so obvious that I can't go out to meet people." As he spoke, Cheng Mo took a special trip to look down, feeling very heartless.

"...Why don't you vent it for me?" Ying Yang frowned and pinched his face angrily.

"Eat first." Cheng Mo smiled, lowered his voice and whispered in his ear.

In just three words, I was very anxious. After arriving at the store, I hurriedly roasted two plates of meat and wanted to take him home. In the end, Cheng Mo persuaded me, dumbfounded: "How old are you, and you are not seventeen or eighteen Young boy, as for you."

Ying Yang wiped his mouth clean, and threw the tissue on the table: "Isn't it because you were young when I was seventeen or eighteen, and there's nothing you can do if you hold it in for a long time."

Cheng Mo explained unhappily: "I am only two years younger than you."

Ying Yang said seriously: "You will die at the age of two. You were only fourteen when I met you. Isn't this the same as committing a crime?"

Cheng Mo couldn't figure it out: "Yes, but there was nothing wrong with us at that time."

Ying Yang nodded: "Yes, that's why I'm honest."

"..." I don't know if he is upright or not, but he has a thick skin.Cheng Mo pouted, wrapped a piece of pork belly with lettuce and handed it to him, "Eat it quickly, don't put gold on your face."

"full."

Cheng Mo was full of suspicion, thinking that I don't know how much you eat?But on the face, I still have to coax: "There are so many left, I can only work when I am full."

Ying Yang bit off the meat in his hand and said playfully, "Do you do 'work'?"

Cheng Mo heard it, but he didn't fall for it: "Well, do hygiene."

It's a pity that Ying Yang always has a saying: "When did you change your surname to Wei?"

It took Cheng Mo a long time to react, and he tried his best to squeeze out a sentence: "If you change your surname to Wei, I will follow." Then he also wrapped a piece of meat for himself and ate it in one bite, his cheeks bulging.

Unexpectedly, Ying Yang laughed even more wantonly after hearing this: "You are quite enlightened, Cheng Xiaomo, and you know to follow your husband's surname closely."

"..." Poor God, he didn't mean that at all.Cheng Mo took a sip of tea and said earnestly, "Ying Yangyang, be a real person and don't be too twisted, you know."

Ying Yang asked back: "Bending is not twisting, is it?"

Cheng Mo couldn't talk to him, so he pushed the plate with meat towards him, anxiously: "Eat quickly! He said he was in a hurry."

Ying Yang recovered now, shook his head, picked up his chopsticks slowly: "Look, you are also in a hurry."

"Yes, I am eager to enslave you."

"How do you want to be enslaved?"

In broad daylight, Cheng Mo really didn't have the face to talk too deeply with him, so he just said: "You will know when you go back."

"All right." Ying Yang smiled dotingly, "It's all up to you."

The feeling of joking is different from that of expressing true feelings. Embarrassed by the curvature of his lips, Cheng Mo quickly lowered his head to see if the goosebumps fell on the table.

The author has something to say: Transition, tomorrow!Let the storm come more violently! ! !