you are my uncle

"Didn't you like Winnie the Pooh very much?" Liu Jiming followed his gaze and looked at the print on his chest.

"How do you know?" Zhao Ming was a little surprised.

"Winnie the Pooh was printed on many of the home clothes and pajamas you left behind," Liu Jiming said.

Zhaoming was stunned, did Liu Jiming see all the things he left in that house?He raised his eyebrows: "So you also bought Winnie the Pooh clothes?"

"That's right." Seeing that his petty thoughts had been exposed, Liu Jiming didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he puffed out his chest frankly, and that Winnie the Pooh was instantly majestic.

"You follower." Zhaoming cursed with a smile, Liu Jiming reached out and rubbed his head, "I'll just follow you, I'll follow you all my life."

The passers-by who were waiting for the bus looked astonished. In broad daylight, these two big guys were flirting and cursing in front of so many people.

When the bus finally arrived, Liu Jiming took out a 100 yuan red note and put it in the coin box. The driver gave him a surprised look, and Liu Jiming said expressionlessly, "Two people." Then he gently pushed Zhaoming into the car.

"President Liu, what a waste you are doing." Zhaoming turned around and said to Liu Jiming sourly, 100 yuan!He could take the bus fifty times, yet Liu Jiming threw it in without feeling sorry for him.

"I don't have any change." Liu Jiming spoke righteously.

"You can change it with someone else for 100 yuan!" Boss Zhao still expressed his heartache. After all, he is the kind of person who sees the clothes he likes at the counter and buys the same style on Taobao, because it can save a lot of money. To put it bluntly, it is picking.

"What my wife taught me is that I know." The car bumped for a while, and Liu Jiming leaned his head on Zhaoming's shoulder, and whispered in Zhaoming's ear with a voice that only two people could hear, and exhaled warm breath in Zhaoming's ear. Zhaoming felt itchy in his ear, surrounded by people, he pushed Liu Jiming away with a guilty conscience.

There were no seats left in the car, and the two of them were crowded in the crowd. Liu Jiming pushed Zhaoming into a corner, and stood upright opposite Zhaoming with arms folded, like a human wall, separating Zhaoming from the bustling crowd.No matter how crowded the crowd was, he remained motionless.

Some of the passengers squeezed into patties looked dissatisfied, and looked at Zhaoming's corner with a lot of vacant space with some complaints.

Zhaoming was having fun in his heart, but on the surface he joked, "If you stand in front of me like this again, others will rush up and beat me."

"Do they dare?" Liu Jiming glanced over, and the eyes of those who were frowning at Zhaoming immediately turned around, as if looking at the scenery.

Zhaoming instantly felt that President Liu's boyfriend was Max. He never imagined that Liu Jiming could do such a flirtatious and domineering thing before.

The road that the bus passed happened to be under construction, and the body of the bus was shaking violently. Liu Jiming straddled his arms and couldn’t stand still. Occasionally, he staggered a small step. Zhaoming watched him try his best to pretend The calm look felt a little funny, "You don't know how to give a hand." Could it be that their presidents don't hold the handrail?

Liu Jiming suddenly hooked his lips into a smile, and put his hands on Zhaoming's side unpreparedly, so the scene became ambiguous again. Zhaoming opened his eyes wide and looked at Liu Jiming who was leaning over in front of him. At this moment, like a little white rabbit, being imprisoned in his arms by Liu Jiming, the big bad wolf.

"Liu, now, Ming, what I said was holding on to the handrail! Not Bidong!" Zhaoming gritted his teeth and said in a low voice. Many people have already looked at these two strange men. They are standing in the crowd Riben was already a bit taller than others, and was easy to attract attention. Now it was a bit embarrassing to make such an action that attracted people's daydreams.

"I'm so tired, I don't want to move anymore." Liu Jiming said lazily, and then naturally kept this posture without moving.

Zhao Ming could only stare at him, there were people on the left and right in front of him, and he couldn't squeeze out the circle formed by Liu Jiming's hands and the wall of the car. He turned his back to Liu Jiming in a posture of facing the wall and thinking, and did not look at the strange eyes of the people in the car. Shameless, you can be shameless, anyway, you can't see it.

After a few more bumps, Liu Jiming's body bumped into Zhaoming's back occasionally. After a few times of rubbing, Zhaoming felt that something was wrong. Fuck, what is the hard thing against his buttocks? ah!Liu Jiming!You pervert!Why are you still in love in this situation!

He turned around angrily, and found that Liu Jiming's face was flushed, his eyes were a little dodged, and he whispered viciously: "If you hit me again, I will destroy you."

"If you dispose of it, it won't be able to give you sexual happiness." Liu Jiming took a small step back, Zhaoming looked down and saw a small tent bulging between his crotch.

This will be regarded as a bus pervert. Wolf...

"Hurry up and get down for me." Zhao Ming glared at the small tent.

Hearing this, Liu Jiming turned his eyes away and didn't look at Zhaoming again. After a while, he finally returned to normal.

The two of them arrived at the stop after a while. Zhaoming quickly squeezed through the crowd with his head down, and got off the car in a hurry. God knows what kind of eyes the people in the car looked at him and Liu Jiming. Shit expression, who made Liu Jiming always act so caringly towards him, even when he got off the car, he had to separate the crowd with his hands and protect him in his arms.

"Liu Jiming, if you continue like this today, I will dispose of you." Zhaoming took a few steps forward quickly, then suddenly turned around and said to Liu Jiming behind him.

"But I can't help liking me." Liu Jiming said that he was innocent, and felt sorry for his wife, why was she still wrong.

"The people in the car thought we were perverts." Zhao Ming felt ashamed when he thought about it, "Anyway, we won't be allowed in the future!"

Liu Jiming pursed his lips and didn't respond.

Zhaoming babbled a lot more, and then he nodded reluctantly.

Back at Liu Jiming's house, Zhaoming took off his shoes and slumped on the sofa. This is the house he lived in for three years, and now he doesn't treat Liu Jiming as an outsider anymore, he feels familiar and free.

Liu Jiming looked at his contented expression and smiled, lowered his head to arrange the shoes that Zhao Ming had just taken off and had not had time to arrange.

"Liu Jiming." Zhaoming suddenly squinted his eyes and called him.

"Huh?" Liu Jiming set up his shoes and walked over to Chao Zhaoming.

"The people who kidnapped me last night were sent by Li Mo." Zhao Ming looked at him with a calm expression on his face.

"I know." Liu Jiming met his eyes.

"So, should I deal with it myself, or let him go for your sake?" Zhao Ming smiled with the corners of his mouth hooked, seemingly innocent, but with a little temptation.

"It's up to you, don't look at my face, and I don't want to let him go." Liu Jiming had a gloomy look in his eyes, which was an expression that he never showed when facing Zhao Ming.

Zhaoming was a little surprised, but he didn't show any emotion on the surface, still smiling faintly. He thought Liu Jiming would intercede with Li Mo. People also have some different feelings for him.

"And those few people from last night, I have already asked your bodyguards to deal with them." Liu Jiming continued.

"How did you deal with it?" Zhaoming was a little curious.

"I sold them to the Cowherd's Shop." Liu Jiming coughed twice, and spoke unnaturally.

Zhaoming's face also became a little weird, and finally he couldn't help laughing, Liu Jiming looked at him and smiled, "It deserves it." Zhaoming snorted coldly while laughing.

"I'm hungry." Zhaoming laughed enough, feeling as if his stomach had been emptied, and he was so hungry.After all, he had done so much bed exercise last night, and the bus bumped all the way just now.

"I'll cook for you." Liu Jiming rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the kitchen.

Zhaoming was shocked. He still remembered the sticky rice like rice cakes and the scorched black vegetables that Liu Jiming made five years ago.

He slumped on the sofa and looked into the kitchen, only seeing Liu Jiming's figure wearing a blue apron passing by occasionally, and hearing the sound of orderly chopping vegetables coming from inside.

He waited and fell asleep, still tired, tired and hungry and sleepy.

In the end, he woke up hungry smelling the smell of the food. When he opened his eyes, he saw Liu Jiming holding the food in both hands and setting it on the dining table.

"Are you awake?" Liu Jiming smiled at him.

Zhao Ming rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was still dreaming, this, this...is the scene in front of him real?Was the tempting food on the table really made by Liu Jiming?

Liu Jiming looked at him in a daze, walked over and shook his hand in front of him, "Are you still asleep? Do you want me to carry you there?"

"No, no, no." Zhaoming turned over, reached out and pinched his own face, it hurt.The good thing is not a dream, he always feels that he is dreaming, like what happened last night, and what happened now, are so unbelievable.

Zhaoming took a mouthful of food and put it in his mouth, and he was instantly in a high mood, what the hell!It's delicious!This taste is no less than any five-star hotel he has eaten in!I'm afraid Liu Jiming secretly learned how to be a chef behind his back!

Before he had time to question Liu Jiming, he stretched out his chopsticks to pick up several mouthfuls of other dishes, and he was so happy that he flew up!It is so delicious!He ate more and more vigorously, the chopsticks never stopped, and his mouth was full.

Liu Jiming didn't move his chopsticks all the time, he held his chin with both hands, with a smile in his eyes, watching Zhaoming eat as if admiring something, he thought Zhaoming's appearance was really cute.

Sensing Liu Jiming's gaze, Zhaoming almost choked himself, "Cough cough cough..."

"Slow down." Liu Jiming took some tissues for him, and handed him a bowl of soup. Zhaoming took the tissues and wiped the corners of his mouth, took a few mouthfuls of soup, and breathed a sigh of relief.