you are my uncle

Shen Shaofan ran into the toilet, and after a while Zhaoming also felt a stomachache, he leaned against the toilet door and asked, "Are you alright? My stomach also started to hurt..."

"Wait, whoops, ah, right now..."

After Shen Shaofan came out, Zhaoming went in again. After Zhaoming came out, Shen Shaofan couldn't help but went to the toilet again.

......

After the two of them had completely finished their diarrhea, they both leaned on the sofa and panted heavily. Looking at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock.

Zhaoming stood up, and Shen Shaofan immediately took a breath: "Brother Xiaoming, haven't you finished stretching yet?"

"No, I'm going to make some porridge, which empties my entire stomach." Zhao Ming dragged his tired body to the kitchen.

From the kitchen came the sound of gas being turned on and pots and pans clinking.

Shen Shaofan sat for a while, and then followed into the kitchen.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Shen Shaofan poked his head into the kitchen and asked.

"No, no, no, Mr. Shen, just sit down, and I'll make a porridge, and it'll be over soon." Zhaoming didn't think that a person like Shen Shaofan who seemed to like messing around could be of much help.

Shen Shaofan didn't leave, he said "oh" and stood at the door to watch Zhaoming wash the rice.

"What do you think I am doing?" Zhao Ming asked helplessly.

"Hey, little brother Xiao Ming is pretty." Shen Shaofan laughed twice.

Zhao Ming shook his body, feeling goose bumps all over his body.Ignore him and continue with what I'm doing.

"Tell me, who will marry such a good wife as you in the future?" Shen Shaofan said to himself.

"What are you talking about? Marry? Me? Wife?" Zhaoming didn't realize it for a while, and then clearly realized that the person Shen Shaofan said was referring to himself.

"You're out of your mind, shouldn't someone be able to marry such a good husband like me?" Zhao Ming almost threw the spatula in his hand and smashed it on Shen Shaofan's face.

"Hey, hey, you've confessed to me, don't you like men? I've already learned that, between gay men, the offense is divided, the one who attacks is naturally the husband, and the one who suffers is naturally the daughter-in-law. "Shen Shaofan spoke clearly and clearly.

"Why don't you look at those things, and how can you be sure that I have suffered! I am attacking, attacking, okay!" After hearing his explanation, Zhao Ming wanted to smash the spatula out of his hand up.

"Look at your slender arms and legs, and your skin is quite fair. You can clean, cook, and take care of others. It's a pity that you don't deserve it." Shen Shaofan looked Zhaoming up and down for a long time.

This time Zhaoming couldn't hold back, he just picked up the unopened salt bag and threw it over, "Roll." Shen Shaofan smiled and caught the salt bag he threw over.

Zhaoming is also not sure whether he is the attacker or the victim. After all, the mother and child have been single for 22 years. Taking myself as the recipient... the previous self was too useless!Get angry when you think of it!

Shen Shaofan watched Zhaoming angrily stirring the porridge with a spoon, thinking that Zhaoming was really angry, so he slipped in cautiously and put the salt back in place, "Brother Xiaoming, I'm just kidding, Do not be angry."

Zhao Ming glared at him, "Go out, you will get in the way here."

Shen Shaofan returned to the living room in despair.

After a while, Zhaoming came out with two bowls of hot porridge, and put one bowl in front of Shen Shaofan, "There is only rice left at home, if you don't like it, add some soy sauce."

"I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it, everything that Xiao Ming does is delicious." Shen Shaofan picked up the bowl and said.

"Leave after eating, I have to pack up and go to bed." Zhaoming said while blowing into the bowl.

"Hey hey hey! Look at what time it is now? 12:30! Do you have the heart to let me go home alone in the middle of the night!" Shen Shaofan complained bitterly.

Zhaoming glanced at him lightly, "Be patient."

"It's too much for you!" Shen Shaofan put down the bowl with injuries written all over his face.

Zhaoming ignored him and continued to watch TV and drink porridge.

"Eat quickly, and go take a shower after eating." Zhao Ming finished the last mouthful of porridge and went into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

"Ahhh? What did you say? Take a bath? Did you ask me to stay?" Shen Shaofan asked from behind.

Shen Shaofan soon followed into the kitchen, holding an empty bowl in his hand.Just as Zhaoming finished washing his own bowl, he reached out to pick up his bowl, but Shen Shaofan pushed him away, "No, no, I'll do it!"

Zhao Ming was happy to be at leisure, and went out to find a change of clothes.Opening the closet, he saw the set of pajamas that Liu Jiming had worn before he put it on the far side. He was stunned for a while with a gloomy expression, and smiled self-deprecatingly. Did he forget to throw it away, or was he reluctant to throw it away.

He took another set of pajamas that he didn't wear, and as soon as he went out, he heard a crackling sound in the kitchen.

Supporting his forehead, he walked to the kitchen, well, Shen Shaofan smashed the only two bowls left in his house.

He stood at the door and watched Shen Shaofan go to pick up the fragments on the ground, "Don't move, I will bandage your hand if you cut it..."

Before finishing the last words, Shen Shaofan wailed while clutching his index finger.

Zhao Ming walked over to pull him up in two or three steps, shaking his head while looking for the medicine box.

"Stretch out your fingers." Zhaoming squatted in front of Shen Shaofan.

Shen Shaofan slowly stretched out his index finger, "It's nothing serious, it will be fine in a few days."

Zhao Ming gave him a sideways glance, "Shut up."

Shen Shaofan knew he was wrong, so he didn't dare to speak out, and obediently let Zhaoming disinfect the wound on his index finger.

"Ahh..." Shen Shaofan shivered as soon as the disinfectant was poured on him.

"Does it hurt?" Zhao Ming asked quietly.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt." Shen Shaofan shook his head quickly.

"You're trying to make trouble for me. If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't have invited you up for tea."

"Don't, don't, I can still do something. Look, I just helped you drive away Liu Jiming's son-in-law, oh--" Shen Shaofan felt the wound on his finger before he finished speaking. Was pressed hard.

"It hurts? Then shut up." Zhao Ming put a hemostatic patch on Shen Shaofan, and then got up.

"Go take a shower, don't let my fingers get wet." Zhao Ming threw a set of pajamas to Shen Shaofan, sat down and played with his mobile phone with his legs crossed.

"Of order." Shen Shaofan bowed and quickly ran into the bathroom.

As soon as Shen Shaofan left, Zhaoming dropped his cell phone, all the calmness he had pretended just now disappeared without a trace, his face was full of sadness, why, why didn't he just let himself fall like this.Why did Shen Shaofan and Liu Jiming still appear in front of him?

When Shen Shaofan came out of the shower, Zhao Ming was still sitting on the sofa in a daze, "Brother Xiao Ming, you should go take a shower too." Shen Shaofan called out.