[ABO] AO's correct way to fall in love

After a week, Mi Cheng returned the frame-replaced car to Mei Bozi on the weekend, but when he wanted to leave immediately, he was stopped.

Mei Baizi asked: "Aren't you going into the room to chat with Xiaoming?"

Mi Cheng looked at him with raised eyebrows, and said, "I thought you didn't want Xiaoming to get in touch with me."

"How do you know?" Mei Baizi asked back: "Is it because Omega is very sensitive in terms of emotions?"

"No." Mi Cheng smiled and said, "Xiaoming told me. He thought you might trouble me if we had too much contact, so he told me not to contact him."

He said: "Originally, I wanted to ask you to go fishing and barbecue by the lake in the western suburbs. Because Shilin is not here, the weekend is too long."

"Then go." Mei Bozi yawned as if she hadn't woken up, and said, "As long as you can get Xiaoming out of this house, we can go anywhere with you."

Did I beg you to go?Mi Cheng muttered in his heart.But he still followed Mei Bozi into the villa.

Mei Bozi's drowsy appearance made him feel a little tired. He entered the living room, and Mei Bozi sat on the sofa directly and asked him to find Zhao Xiaoming by himself.

He stood there and said helplessly, "I'm sorry, Bai Zi, I want to go too, but your villa is too big, I don't know where Xiaoming's bedroom is."

There was no other way, Mei Bozi could only stand up and lead him to the bedroom on the first floor.In fact, his master bedroom was originally on the second floor, but because Zhao Xiaoming was pregnant and had limited mobility, he moved to the first floor.

Zhao Xiaoming was surprised to see Mi Cheng, and Mi Cheng was also surprised to see Zhao Xiaoming's stomach.Because the other party was only wearing a very thin pajamas this time, his stomach, which was swollen bigger than a football, was very conspicuous.Another thing is that the air conditioner in the bedroom has been kept at 26°, which makes people feel very comfortable, so they don't feel cold at all.

Mi Cheng has never seen what a pregnant person looks like up close. Looking at the other person's belly that seems to be bursting, and thinking that he will be pregnant one day in the future, he couldn't help shivering.

"Can I touch your belly?" He sat down on the edge of the bed.

Zhao Xiaoming nodded indifferently.As soon as Mi Cheng gently put his hand on it, he felt a sudden bulge in his stomach, and he was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his hand.

"God! This is a child—oh..." Mi Cheng said enviously: "Shilin has been clamoring for me to give him a child—when he comes back, I think I can discuss it with him again. Take a look at this."

"Cheng..." Zhao Xiaoming lowered his eyes and said, "Can you change the subject? I don't want to mention the child."

"Okay." Mi Cheng changed the subject as Zhao Xiaoming wished, and said, "Shall we go fishing by the river and eat barbecue? Let's go now."

"I don't want to go, Cheng..." Zhao Xiaoming stared at his stomach dully, and said, "And it's not convenient for me to move."

Suddenly, after a period of dizziness, he felt that he was no longer in bed.Mi Cheng picked him up!

"You don't have to walk at all, dear."

Zhao Xiaoming stared blankly at Mi Cheng, finally lowered his head, and said, "I don't want to go."

"Then how about you come up with something you want to do more than go to barbecue, so we don't go to barbecue?" Mi Cheng said with a smile.

Zhao Xiaoming actually didn't want to do anything, he could even say he didn't want to move, so of course he couldn't give an answer.Then, I have no problem with going fishing or eating barbecue.

They drove to the western suburbs together, chose a suitable location, took out fishing gear and grills and started to prepare for fishing and barbecue.

Mei Baizi was adjusting the float and picking bait, Mi Cheng filled the grill with charcoal and handed Zhao Xiaoming a fishing net.

"Take it, if you see Bai Zi, the fish will take the bait and you will catch it."

Mei Bozi glanced at Zhao Xiaoming who was holding the net and didn't know what to do, and said, "You just need to watch from the side."

"He doesn't need help, I need it." Mi Cheng took a fishing rod, moved a small stool, and sat down on a seat on the bank, beckoning to Zhao Xiaoming, and said, "Take your little stool and yours." Come over to me, dear."

Zhao Xiaoming went to Mi Cheng's side.Mei Baizi looked at Zhao Xiaoming walking on the mud flat with a big belly, and then looked at Mi Cheng who was sitting there and had no intention of getting up to help. He held the fishing rod tightly in his hand and cast his eyes on the river.

Twenty minutes later, Mei Baizi caught the first fish. Mi Cheng blinked and looked at his fishing rod, and said, "Have I regressed since I haven't been here for a year?"

"Did you come here often?" Zhao Xiaoming asked.

"When I was young, I came fishing with my family, but later I came by myself. Let's not talk about this—" Mi Cheng pointed to the bucket at Mei Baizi's feet, and said, "Can you go and grill the fish?"

"But, but—" Zhao Xiaoming stood up and looked at the bucket at Mei Baizi's feet, then at Mi Cheng, and said, "But it's alive? How do I bake it?"

"What's wrong?" Mi Cheng looked up at him and said, "If you slaughtered it, wouldn't it die? If it's dead, wouldn't it be roasted?"

"I, I—I haven't killed any live animals—" Zhao Xiaoming's expression was very tangled.

Mi Cheng asked, "Then what happens if you kill it?"

Zhao Xiaoming's gaze was erratic, and he said, "It's nothing...but, but, I dare not—"

"Okay." Mi Cheng put down his fishing rod, went to catch the fish in Mei Baizi's bucket, and went to the river with a knife and a chopping board.

Zhao Xiaoming thought that he didn't intend to ask him to help, and when he felt a little rejoiced and a little disappointed, he heard the other party say: "Come and watch, I will only do it once, next time you can do it yourself."

Zhao Xiaoming's nerves tensed, and he hurried over to stand beside Mi Cheng, and watched Mi Cheng press the fish on the chopping board, "snap!" and slapped the fish unconscious with the back of the knife, "crack!" and chopped off the fish's head again.

He was terrified when he saw it, but Mi Cheng was quite calm and skillful. While doing it, he explained: "First scrape off the fish scales, see if there are any, then cut open the stomach and take out the internal organs, and then throw them directly into the river. There are carnivorous fish will eat them."

"Here." Mi Cheng handed the fish to Zhao Xiaoming, holding the tail of the fish, and said, "Take it and roast it. Add more seasonings, it will taste better."

Zhao Xiaoming took it, but the fish suddenly moved, "Ah!"

Seeing the trembling of the opponent's hand, Mi Cheng said mockingly: "It's just a muscle moving. It's dead."

Zhao Xiaoming swallowed, carefully carried the fish tail and went to roast it.

Mi Cheng washed his hands by the river, and suddenly regretted it, because he could use fish viscera as bait, which would catch big carnivorous fish.

never mind.Next time.

After a while, Mei Baizi's fishing rod took the bait again.It looks quite big, because Mei Baizi pulls it very hard.

"What are you doing standing there! Hurry up and fish!" Mi Cheng urged, pointing at Mei Baizi's fishing rod.

Zhao Xiaoming hurried over to fish, and what he fished out was a relatively large fish, about 70 centimeters long.The fish were tumbling uncontrollably in the net.

Mi Cheng shouted, "Find a rock and throw the fish on it!"

Seeing that Zhao Xiaoming's net was about to drop, Mei Baizi grabbed the handle, and the two of them threw the fish unconscious.After a toss, Zhao Xiaoming was so tired that he was sweating all over, but suddenly felt—— quite happy.

When it came to the most critical "beheading" link, he held the knife with both hands and shouted: "Go to hell!" After the knife came off, the head and body of the fish were separated.

"Hahahahahaha——" He suddenly couldn't stop laughing, tears came out of his laughter.

"What are you laughing at?" Mi Cheng looked at him mockingly, and said, "Those who don't know think you killed someone."

Zhao Xiaoming wiped away tears from laughter, looked at Mi Cheng and said, "Thank you. Thank you, Cheng. Thank you for inviting me to grill fish. I feel much better."

"Really?" Mi Cheng looked at his fishing rod and said, "I'm in a bad mood, and none of them have been hooked."

In the middle of the night, fish are most likely to take the bait, because all fish come out to look for food at that time.Mi Cheng also successfully caught his first fish.By 8:[-]pm, it was completely dark and their charcoal had run out.So, even though they were still unsatisfied and somewhat reluctant, they had to go home.

Mei Bozi first sent Zhao Xiaoming back to their villa, and then sent Mi Cheng back to his community.

When Mi Cheng got out of the car, he said, "Although I don't want to say it, I still want to thank you, Cheng. Xiaoming seems to be having a good time today."

"You don't need to thank me." Mi Cheng raised his eyebrows to look at Mei Baizi, and said with a smile, "I'm worried that one day Xiaoming will take a knife and hit your neck too?"

"He won't do that!" Mei Baizi retorted immediately.

"People are forced to do anything." Mi Cheng also retorted.

Mei Baizi drove away.

After he returned home, he found that Zhao Xiaoming's attitude towards him had slightly improved. After the chef came over to make breakfast the next day and left, the atmosphere of the two of them having breakfast together eased a lot.

But the next two sentences brought the slightly relaxed atmosphere between them back to the previous stalemate.

Looking at the exquisite breakfast on the plate, Zhao Xiaoming took a bite hesitantly and said, "Although I'm about to leave here-but... I think it's inconvenient to ask the chef to cook every day. I definitely don't So pretty, but the taste is okay. Would you like to try it?"

Mei Baizi looked up at Zhao Xiaoming, and said, "I don't need you to cook or do housework. Someone will do these things. Also, don't talk now. The food residue will come out of your mouth. After eating, slowly explain."

But after breakfast, Zhao Xiaoming went straight to the bedroom without saying anything.

When Mei Bozi remembered that the other party had something to say to him, when he went to the bedroom to inquire, he was surprised to find that the other party was hiding in the quilt and crying.And no matter how he asked, he couldn't find out the reason.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Mei Baizi impatiently took out her mobile phone and opened the app of the smart housekeeper. What she saw from the surveillance camera turned out to be the therapist from two weeks ago.

"What are you doing here!"

The psychologist looked at the camera innocently and said, "I'll see the progress."

"Look at the progress!" Mei Bozi was furious, and was frantically trying to find something to destroy, "You quack doctor! You didn't do anything at all!"

"I've been doing it all the time. So are you." The therapist blinked and said, "Listening to your tone, your emotions are going out of control. Goodbye, I'll come back another day."

"Come back! Come in!"

The door opened and the therapist walked in.

The author has something to say: Why do you suddenly feel that Mei Mao's EQ is a bit low. . . . .