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"Okay, Bianmu, I lost."

When everything fell silent, the corner of the mahogany table rose into the air, and when it left the ground, it made a harsh and unpleasant sound. Shao Kou squatted down and hugged the man on the floor, and said to himself that he really had no common sense, and the floor was damp.

The slippers stayed quietly aside, separated by a wall, the air in the bathroom was bubbling, and the water vapor hit the transparent glass, misty like a fairyland, with a muffled grunt, the shape of the palm was clearly reflected, and the five fingers slid down without strength , and then seized it again, this kind of energy that is slowly accumulating is like a dumb volcano full of lava, once it erupts, it will be out of control.

The delicate touch of the hem of the knitted clothes, the light-colored lips that move when speaking, the slender knuckle fingers when holding a pen, the dimple that is exposed on one side when happy, and the unbearably cold body, all of these are merged into one. Into a deep and lonely ocean, Shao Kou closed his eyes, and the panting in his mouth became more and more uncontrollable. This was a struggle with himself. The back of the arrival is gradually hot, and the drying cycle turns into mist, just like overtaking a car through a tunnel, more and more light is shining, and the desire to break through the darkness is about to break through, and the white turbidity that is watching is waiting, waiting for a complete eruption , outlined, the pubic bones on both sides of the buttocks tensed and tensed, and then let it out suddenly, and the light flashed in his mind was still spreading in a small area, and slowly disappeared without a trace. The face, and then, the opened eyes are full of emptiness after orgasm, alone, unable to hug, unable to keep warm, unable to enjoy extreme happiness, at least, he can't.

His happiness is based on the sense of satisfaction after helping others, which has gradually become a sign of a good person. He never knew that it is also possible between the sexes. It can achieve the kind of excitement and anticipation in the brain, which is enough to crush him. 30 years of gaps and cognitions.

The two ends of the balance were constantly tilting, until he returned to the bedroom and saw the man who was still curled up, with his hands folded under his face, his knees bent to his lower abdomen, and his brows were still frowning when he fell asleep. The big thing that worries people, I can't help but stretch out my index finger and press it twice, it bulges up and looks ugly.

Just sitting there and looking at him intently, I don’t know how long it took, Shao Kou felt peaceful for the first time, and counted his slender eyelashes one by one, dense and numerous, hehe, he felt that he had become a puzzle Sister, a good skin still benefits a lot.

I didn’t eat dinner at night, so I changed my clothes and went to the kitchen to make some lily porridge to soothe the nerves. I washed the shepherd’s purse and made a few dumplings to fry. I don’t know if he can wake up, but I washed an eggplant and steamed it in a pot until it softened. , squeezed half a bag of garlic chili sauce into it, sat in the corner and ate the whole one with fried dumplings, and within a few minutes straightened up and put down the bowls and chopsticks, propped up the operating table with both arms and looked up to sweep the living room, ah, no wonder it was so quiet , I didn’t turn on the TV, forget it, I’m tired today, hey?Where is the dog?

So, in the middle of the night, Shao Kou climbed up the wall next door like a thief, and after pulling the little bastard out of the kennel, he taught him a lesson filled with righteous indignation, "Whose dog are you? Forget, waiting to go to the big city, what can you do, get some snacks, little bastard."

He didn't dare to mumble when he entered the house, so he threw him into the nest upstairs and forced him to sleep. The little guy didn't look at the warm and handsome master, and he was a little bit unwilling, but he couldn't resist, so he could only smash it. The teeth were sucked into the stomach, the bleating honestly closed the eyes, the two front paws made a gesture of surrender, and after a while, there were bursts of snoring.

Still can't cure you?

Shao Kou went downstairs to wash his hands and disinfected before he opened the door in a quiet voice. There was a lamp at the corner of the table that was dimly lit. Sensing the heat source, she moved and leaned over. There were two shadows on the ceiling, slowly approaching, and then overlapping.

Late-night welfare should be intoxicating. Shao Kou thinks that people are intoxicating, and alcohol is intoxicating, so when the biological clock strikes him, he has the idea of ​​not wanting to get up and run. No wonder the ancient kings had the habit of breaking their sleeves. If you live outside your heart, you can just harass. The color of the curtains has turned into a lotus color. Shao Kou tilted his head and rubbed his chin on the top of his head. His hair was so soft that he thought it was a bristly one.

The little painter's sleeping position is really unflattering. Where can his legs and feet crawl, they have been hooking his waist. Alas, sighing, I finally understand why it is said that morning is the most dangerous time for a man.

It can be regarded as getting out of bed without alarming him, throwing away all the leftovers, and making dumplings with stuffing again, this time it is steamed, the porridge with chrysanthemum powder boiled in a porcelain pot, and there is not much left in the refrigerator There are too many, goose eggs fried with Chinese toon, the taste is fresh, sweet vinegar mixed with a plate of cucumber twist, wait for the dumplings to come out of the pan, then you can eat, the main thing is that the sleepy one has to wake up, the grape vines outside have to be transplanted Buy some nutrient solution and prick it with needles, it will save you a lot of money, and then you will have to toss it.

The cornfields planted also need to be sprayed. It would be too much work before the seedlings emerge. I was brainstorming. When I heard the sound of kicking slippers coming from behind, I subconsciously looked back at the clock. It was only after eight o'clock, and then my eyes fell to On his limp hair, his voice carried a closeness that he didn't even notice, "woke up so early?"

Bian Mu stood with his waist pinched, with a questioning tone, "Why should I sleep in your room?"

He remembered that he went to the tea room to recite scriptures when he came back yesterday afternoon, and then he was a little sleepy, and fell asleep while lying on the futon, and then, he felt as if someone was hugging him...

"You are too heavy to carry you upstairs."

Damn, this virtue of fearing the world will not be chaotic really deserves a beating.

"That's because you're not fit enough, what are you talking about other people, hey? Then where did you sleep last night?"

He was really unshakable in his sleep, but he still had some impressions, for example, the source of continuous heat dissipation last night.

Hey what ah, said no, said a man can't, you know, you are in danger.

"I accept the bed."

Shao Kou was busy picking out the steamed dumplings, and only replied three words.

A table full of fragrance was fully prepared, and the porridge was served cold. After hearing him secretly digesting the news, he yelled at him, "Just your broken pillow, it hurts my brain."

He couldn't help but raised his fist and coughed twice. Can he say, is the pillow you sleep on his arm or his chest? I really haven't slept on that pillow for more than 5 minutes. It's so dexterous that it doesn't look like a sleeping one people.

"Did you sleep well?"

Bian Mu replied without thinking, "Do you think it's okay, I feel like someone is beating the drum in my head all the time, it's very annoying."

Oh, what you said, it might be his heart.

The man who came out of the kitchen stood in front of him with the dishes in his hands, raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't even want to know about your wild sleeping position?"

Fuck, Bian Mu scolded himself for being lame in his heart, why did he hire such an idiot in the first place, swallowed his breath, and pouted at him, "Why didn't you kick your nose and face swollen wildly."

He hated his subordinates so much for being merciless, this old man had to hate him, or he would have to go to heaven in embarrassment.

"That's a pity. Don't miss this opportunity. Let's sit down and eat. After eating, let's go to the city to buy some pesticides."

Bian Mu kicked the stool and sat down, drank a glass of warm water, ate cucumbers, appetizers, and the porridge was cooked just right, glutinous and delicious, and the sweetness perfectly reached his standard line.

"I'm sleepy, go by yourself."

For this reason, Shao Kou couldn't refute it, that's all, on the contrary, he couldn't count on him.

"Okay, I'll be back before noon, if you're hungry, eat some jujube cake first."

Don't want to eat that sticky stuff.

"You just have to come back soon, don't try to get close to someone when you see someone, it's a waste of time."

It's not cryptic at all.

"Then you go with me."

You have to go out for a walk more often and see different climes in order to be humane, he is just too dull.

"No, I felt very tired last night. By the way, give me a massage before leaving."

Believe me, you are a blind masseuse's operation skills.

Could it be that he caught a cold in the teahouse last night while sleeping under the blowing wind? This guy has too much heart.

"Okay, then I won't go. When you feel better, do you feel a headache or catch a cold?"

It is necessary to prescribe the right medicine, Shao Kou put down his chopsticks and carefully observed his eyes and complexion.

"Well, my throat hurts."

That means he is going to catch a cold. The little painter’s physique is not very good. He pushed the stool away and went to the kitchen before he finished his meal. After the sliced ​​ginger was cut, he threw it into the milk pot, put some rock sugar, and when it boiled, he blew on the hot air with his mouth. Poured a porcelain bowl twice, handed it to his mouth, and discussed in an inducing tone, "Here, sweet, drink it while it's hot, go back and lie down."

Bian Mu sniffed and smelled it, and it was another folk remedy, so tired that he didn't like it.

"If you want to cure anything, you can give me a drink, if you don't drink it, don't drink it."

He impatiently stretched out his hand to push it, but he didn't expect that this person would dare to grab his wrist, and he didn't know who the hell was the big and small king?

"Must drink."

Shao Kou pursed his lips and moved the bowl closer to his slightly parted lips.

Before the fire in Bian Mu's heart had yet ignited, the man bent over to serve put his hand on his chin, and said patiently, "Ancestor, it works, drink it quickly, so I'll give you a massage, isn't it okay? "

If you can force him to drink, why bother negotiating terms innocuously?

Bian Mu loves the item of land cession and compensation. He raised his face and asked with a playful smile, "I want you to sleep with me, huh?"

This face is still full of youth, and there is no vicissitudes. It is a joke to say this at the moment, or it is an indifferent piece of time, like watching a football game, and you need to eat some melon seeds to relieve boredom. Shao Kou thinks is a meaning.

"Okay, as long as you drink."

Mainly, I also want to sleep with you, your breath can make him stretch out the tender meat hidden deep in the shell, even if you don't want to see it.

Bian Mu took it, pinched his nose and drank it down, his eyes were red with hotness, and he gasped two breaths of cold air hissingly, if it doesn't work for you to wait, it will make you hot and angry too.

"How much ginger did you put, to kill me?"

There is no need to say unconscionably, "Just two slices, I can only say that the ginger is still old and spicy."

The author has something to say: Shao Kou: It is my honor to sleep with you, handsome.

Bian Mu: Well, take off your clothes and come up.

Shao Kou: Did you make a mistake, did you take off your clothes?

Bianmu: Why?

Shao Kou: Don't you want a massage?

Bian Mu: Did your ears get kicked by the donkey? I clearly mean the head pressing.

Shao Kou: Oh, then why did you ask me to take off my clothes?

Bian Mu: I am looking for inspiration for painting the human body?

Shao Kou seemed to understand, but obeyed the order obediently.

The two were lying parallel on the bed, and Bian Mu first pinched his waist and abdomen: It's really hard, and he has a good figure.

Shao Kou did the same thing with him: it's so soft, you can't put it down.