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"Have you never seen a crab?"

This topic is so profound.

Shao Kou was helpless, he didn't expect that this young master from a rich family had never eaten this dish, so he could only bite the bullet and explain, "Sai crab, as the name suggests, is not a crab, it tastes better than crab, try it, our very famous dish. "

This sentence is really fucking like a doctor.

After all, Bian Mu still wants to try it, so that he can continue to humiliate him after all, what's the point?What crab?

There are fish and eggs, soft and smooth, really, delicious and crab.

Just as he was impressed by this simplest dish, Shao Kou didn't think too much about it. With the egg drop soup and a bowl of dry rice in front of him, Bianmu let Bianmu bombard him again.

"What is that, pig food, can you still eat it? Down."

He looked at the bowl of soup, water, and rice grains, and was immediately terrified. How could this person be so rough?

Shao Kou stood up and wanted to eat in the corner of the kitchen, but was stopped by Bian Mu, "Little Kouzi, do you want to be laid off?"

"Sit down for me. Rice is rice, and vegetables are vegetables. When mixed together, it's pig food. Pour it out for me."

He clapped his chopsticks, stood up, pointed to the trash can, and let the man pass by.

Shao Kou, who had his back turned to him, sighed, he was such a difficult ancestor.

Seeing that he was obedient, Bian Mu had an inexplicable feeling that he had done a great deed, and he had to teach him well to become a butler with perfect temperament.

But, whether people think so, it's up to me.

After finishing the meal, Shao Kou breathed a sigh of relief, quickly cleaned up the dishes, put them in the cage to drain the water, and turned around to mop the floor. These are all regular tasks.

Bian Mu didn't go upstairs today, so he sat on the sofa and observed him, pointing at that and here, saying that he didn't mop cleanly, and finally, he squatted down, clicked his tongue twice, and said, "There is a lot of dirt in this crack." It’s dust, no matter how clean you mop the surface, it’s useless, hurry up, bring something, I’ll show you a demonstration.”

Seeing his eagerness to try, Shao Kou behind suddenly felt a little pain in his waist.

Sure enough, I took a soft rag, sprayed it with less oily fume, pressed my index finger and began to wipe it back and forth, raised my head and looked at his shining eyes, "Clean it up."

In Shao Kou's impression, this is the first time he has shown a childish look, and he used to be a good son.

However, the next moment, he felt that he was obviously a little devil.

"You wipe the downstairs and the upstairs thoroughly, and I'll check when I get up tomorrow morning."

Are you not diligent?Is there nowhere to use your energy?The snow in the whole village has been shoveled, and there is still a little work left. Seeing his unbelievable expression, he stood up, raised his shoulders, and said harshly, "Go, what are you doing with the stick."

Unrequitedly, he took the rag, his tall body crouched down, and wiped, I'll just wipe it.

It was one o'clock in the middle of the night, and Shao Kou went into the bathroom to take a shower, came out, picked up the phone, opened it, browsed through the latest email with a solemn expression, and pursed his lips in thought.

A new day, a new beginning, but for Shao Kou who is not awake, it is not a good day.

In his dream, he was cleaning the floor, hissed, opened his eyes, felt a burst of urination, straightly brushed his hair a few times, went to the toilet, and when he opened the door, he saw the little boss who usually woke up at noon, in good spirits Leaning vigorously against the opposite wall.

Seeing his ghostly appearance, Bian Mu curled his lips in disgust, "Are you sleeping naked?"

Shao Kou's thoughts are still in chaos, watching his lips move, his brain is running at high speed, sleeping naked?

He looked down at himself, indeed, he was wearing only one trousers all over his body, and fell asleep directly after taking a shower, without any clothes.

Bian Mu looked at his slender thighs and his eight-pack abs. Although there were a few scars, they added to the beauty. Anyway, he was more energetic than those mannequins. He whistled excitedly, didn't see it, it was pretty fierce.

"Hey, you're better at undressing than putting on clothes, muscular man."

However, it is unbelievable that the man on the opposite side looked tense, and even ignored him, turned around and went into the toilet. After a while, the sound of splashing water sounded, and he panicked hearing it, why didn't his bladder burst up.

Creaking, the door opened, and the man was no longer the bleary-eyed man just now, a very harmonious coercion unexpectedly appeared on his chiseled face, forcing people to accept worship.

Bian Mu was inexplicably resistant to this intuition, and he was still in the same posture just now, with the tip of his nose raised slightly, and his tone was harsh, "Did you flush the toilet?"

Through the open door, he could see clearly. He put on his trousers and walked away. Are you civilized?

Shao Kou really couldn't cooperate with him, so he turned back and pressed the flush button, and then came out shirtless.

"You, seriously, well, clean the toilet twice."

Bian Mu couldn't stand being slovenly, raised his chin, and said arrogantly.

You said, is it good to flush the toilet in the morning?

Stepped in with long legs, took a brush on one side, matched it with the toilet cleaner, and started to dry it.

When it was over, Shao Kou didn't care about the insanity standing outside, and washed in front of the sink.

Bian Mu realized belatedly, why did he ask him to clean the toilet, why would he still eat the food he cooked for a while, it made him want to vomit.

Angry, he did something again to convince Shao Kou that he was a psychopath. He was brushing his teeth in front of the mirror, and saw the handsome man leaning against the wall move. He walked in, stood still in front of the toilet, and took off his pants slightly. , let the water splash for a while, then turned around, looked at him with raised eyebrows, and said, "Remember to flush."

Then, then went upstairs.

Shao Kou put down his hand for brushing his teeth, hummed a few times uncontrollably, then looked up again to continue.

Waking up in the morning is the most exciting moment for a man, but the two in this small second-floor building have their own fireworks, and there is nowhere to emit male hormones.

The dining table is still a good place to find fault. Shao Kou didn’t go out for a run. He first cooked lily porridge, made beef patties, and fried a plate of salted fish. Bian Mu could smell the stench everywhere on the second floor. Come down and point to his hand that just finished cleaning the toilet, "Who asked you to cook?"

Shao Kou was speechless, but we should still be tolerant towards neuropathy.

"The disposable gloves I wear all the time, that's fine." Later, he added himself, little ancestor.

Raising his hand to let him see clearly, the man opposite nodded in satisfaction, sat down on the chair honestly, and flipped through the magazine.

The TV was still showing the news, but the two men didn't watch it anymore, they were talking to each other, "Is this stinky fish?"

"Salted fish."

Shao Kou explained gently.

"Well, it's very fragrant."

It can be regarded as saying something human.

"Why is there something white in the porridge?"

The emotional rich young master doesn't even know Lily.

"Lily slices."

Shao Kou felt like he was treating a mentally retarded person.

"When did you bake the pie?"

after you pee.

"Just now."

Shao Kou, who answered every question seriously, is very cute.

"Is the meat in it undercooked?"

You spit it out, don't eat it.

"It's ripe."

Shao Kou thought, perhaps, all painters need inspiration, and do not deal cards according to common sense.

"Why didn't you wash my clothes yesterday?"

I wiped the floor all night, and grew two hands to wash clothes.

"Go after dinner."

Shao Kou really wanted to sew his mouth shut with a needle.

"Pour a cup of coffee."

Bian Mu ate two small pancakes, drank a bowl of porridge, and felt very comfortable smelling the strong coffee, so he ordered him to bring the Chinese painting to the living room, and he made it downstairs, spread it out, and put it on. Gold-rimmed glasses, copy them seriously.

It had just snowed and was still cold. Shao Kou changed his clothes, threw the ones he took off and the crazy ones into the washing machine, and let him mix it up. He went out for a run.

The village is peaceful. When the old men and women see him, they always ask him a few words. How is the work? Be careful when driving. Young man, you don’t wear enough clothes. In this season, people don’t have cold water, so wear more clothes. ah…

Yes, I agreed, and ran back with big strides, don't see what happened to him again.

Open the door and look in the direction of the living room. In front of the big and long case, Bian Mu is wearing a zebra print sweater, dark blue jeans, slippers on his feet, and his hair is in mousse, standing up high. , with gold-rimmed round glasses on the bridge of his nose, he lowered his head to measure carefully with his fingers, and recorded something on white paper with a pencil.

It was the first time Shao Kou saw him like this, as if he had entered a peaceful and far-reaching world, with such a beautiful man, peerless and unique.

However, what he said always had the ability to be scolded by others.

"Little Kouzi, you wash my clothes and yours together?"

When Bian Mu heard the voice, he asked him directly without looking up.

The man at the door really wanted to go out and come in again, he must have opened the door in the wrong posture.

"Boss, would you like some coffee?"

He took off his shoes and came in barefoot, bringing a cool breeze.

little boss?Why is it so ugly.

"You are two years older than me, what are you?"

Shao Kou choked, but changed his words, "Do you want coffee?"

"Why don't you call me Boss?"

Really, whatever you say is up to you, you can say whatever you want.

"Little boss, do you drink coffee?"

Shao Kou fished out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet, approached and asked.

"My name is Bian Mu, you just call me by my first name."

The man straightened up, put his hand on his glasses, looked at Shao Kou opposite and said seriously.

Border Collie, Border Collie?

This word was the first thing that came out of Shao Kou's brain, but fortunately he didn't blurt it out, otherwise he would have to kill him with his poisonous tongue.

"Well, otherwise, I'd better call you Mr. Bian."

Bian Mu didn't start a conversation, and expressed his acquiescence, anyway, he was much more artistic than that little boss.

"My clothes will have to be washed by hand in the future, and my coat will need to be dry-cleaned. Throw them away in the past two days."

It's throwing again, what a mess.

Shao Kou agreed on the surface, but in fact, he still dried it and put it in his cabinet, so that it would not be wasted, which is good.

Clap your hands, half lying on the bed, took out your mobile phone to play a game, was playing fiercely, heard someone kicking towards this direction, shut your ears quickly, got up and went out, sure enough, the border collie looked arrogant ask him.

"Where's the coffee?"

The author has something to say: Bian Mu: Where is the coffee?

Shao Kou: Mr. Bian, your coffee is still on the way and will be delivered right away.

Bian Mu: Hurry up, be careful I give you a bad review.

Shao Kou: Okay, Border Collie.

Bian Mu gritted his teeth: Say it again.

Shao Kou doesn't care: You saw my eight-pack abs this morning, can you beat me?Boiled chicken.

Bian Mu gnashed his teeth: Hey, what about customer service? There is a guy named Shao Kou with job number 250. I want to give him a bad review. Yes, he doesn’t even have a single star. What’s the review? It’s an idiot.