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"Where's the coffee?"

You didn't say you wanted to drink just now?

Shao Kou could only agree, and went to the kitchen to cook. This time, he put more milk and less sugar in it, and took it out to put on the coffee table.

There is a singing program on the TV program, the two are not far apart, one is very lazy with his legs crossed, the other is sitting upright on a hard chair, Bian Mu uses his eyes and brain too much, sits down to rest for a while, picks up I was a little dazzled when I took off my glasses to see things, and looked at the man's hard side face, which was slightly blurred, and asked him, "Have you been a fool before?"

Shao Kou didn't want to chat with him, so he simply pretended not to understand, "Huh? The beef I marinated just now is roasted for lunch."

By the way, in the morning, I just talked about coffee, but now it's beef. You were born by a starving ghost in your previous life?

Bian Mu didn't speak, but looked at him coldly.

Although the sun was shining brightly, the atmosphere in the living room was not at all rosy.

"What are you doing?"

Facing him, Shao Kou is a coward. He has no choice but to follow his topic.

Pretending to be ignorant and pretending to be confused, Bian Mu silently made a note for him in his heart, he can really pretend to be a bear.

"What are you talking about?"

Playing charades, two people.

"I have never been in the underworld."

Shao Kou told the truth.

"Then squatted in a number?"

The scar on his abdomen alone is several inches deep, not to mention the large and small places on his back, so it is not difficult for Bian Mu to come to this conclusion.

Thinking that he didn't dare to tell the truth, he continued, "If I don't leave you, it's just gossip."

You can turn your face faster than you can turn a book, whoever is serious is a bastard.

"No, really."

Shao Kou turned his body half sideways, with a sincere expression, why did he have to admit what he hadn't done?

Bian Mu, who was leaning and sitting crookedly, gave an inscrutable smile, took out the mobile phone with his left hand, twirled it in the palm of his hand, and held it to his ear, there beeped twice, and someone picked it up, "Hey, why is the great painter here free?" Fortunately, my master?"

As soon as he heard it, the other party was full of anger.

"I have something to do, please help me check someone, named Shao Kou, um, let's see if there is any illegal action."

Bian Mu just looked at the tall man sitting in front of him, and investigated directly, really, enough.

The other end crackled for a while, and quickly replied, "Shao Kou, um, no, one good citizen, no criminal record."

Bian Mu was surprised, since he asked, he was sure, those were basically knife wounds, especially the one on the waist, he felt like a gunshot wound, such a person, did he really have no criminal record?

"Great painter, what's the matter? Who is it? It's worth asking yourself, or I'll send someone to investigate in detail?"

"No, it's nothing. The new friend I met doesn't look like a good person."

Bian Mu was really cheerful, and after he finished speaking, he went to observe Shao Kou's expression.

Doesn't look like a good person?I am already like this, am I not a good person?So what kind of person is a good person, a prodigal like you?

I couldn't help slandering him, swallowed this breath, stood up and went directly to the kitchen to adjust the barbecue ingredients, listening to your nonsense, it's better to cut a piece of meat and roast it, the posture of holding the knife is extremely fierce, and the vegetable prick It's almost unbearable, big brother, why are you angry with me, you have the ability to cut down the guy who is gloating behind you.

Bian Mu put down the phone and still pursued him relentlessly. Judging from Shao Kou's current inner activities, he was like a mad dog with meat in his mouth, and he wouldn't let go of anything he said.

"Then where did the scar on your back come from?"

Shao Kou was speechless, blamed him, why didn't he put on his clothes when he slept, why?

The kitchen knife slammed down and stood firmly on the wooden pier. The light on the blade flashed, reflecting the man's sharp chin. He turned around and said with an indifferent expression for the first time, "Mr. It's my privacy, right?"

The last word "um" is provocative that only men can understand. I'm already very upset to see you, Mr. Bian.

But Bian Mu is a strange thing among strange things. The more he is like this, the more his blood boils, his eyes, which are always as plain as water, become cloudy and turbulent. The short man stretched out his hand, and even poked the tall man's left side of the waist, that's right, it was just a poke.

Shao Kou was aware of his approach, but did not stop him. He didn't have to be afraid to avoid chickens that were mentally ill or weaker than him.

This is the self-confidence of a strong man, but unexpectedly, he actually made a move, hey, buddy, you haven't eaten, can you exert some strength?What about itching?

With a light poke, like a sexy tease, Shao Kou felt inexplicably numb in his heart. He was only wearing a thin cotton T-shirt, which had no effect at all. Besides, he might have to admit that the waist It was his itching point, and the sensation he received was too sensitive, so he subconsciously retracted his abdomen and lifted his buttocks, and looked at this troublesome man with slightly lowered eyelids.

You are fucking crazy, you almost blurted out, but the man on the opposite side asked first, "Here, it's a gunshot wound."

Bian Mu's meaning is very simple, obediently tell the truth, maybe I will consider helping you, escape, shit, turn yourself in to the police station.

The tall man subconsciously took another step back, simply raised his hand and took off his shirt, stood shirtless, his voice was full of sorrow or annoyance, Bian Mu couldn't tell, just listened to his voice, more than ever, Shen Shen, "Mr. Bian is curious about the scars on my body, why, do I have the desire to create?"

Hey, let alone, yes, indeed, Bian Mu made a small movement at this time, his fingers moved slightly, and his thumb rubbed the back of his hand, which made him excited.

"Have."

He is very honest. There used to be human body sketching classes in school. He thought his eyes were hot and jumped straight away. This time, he really appreciates it. Every muscle on his body is full of beauty, especially with this upright and masculine face. It makes people's blood flutter.

At this time, a shadow fell from the top of his head, and he heard him say, "I said, I will be loyal and loyal to you, sir. Let's go after dinner, huh?"

Bian Mu looked up at those eyes that were as deep as swirls, and felt that his brain was being controlled by someone, so he nodded obediently, went to sit on the chair in the dining room, waited for him to bring the food, and cooked a plate of meat, he Then he picked up the chopsticks to eat, at this time, he was vague about what happened just now, he forgot what he was going to do just now, it seemed like a dream at night, it was very important, but he just couldn’t remember what it was Woolen cloth?

Shao Kou returned to his previous simple appearance, and with a silly smile, he picked up squid tendons and pork belly, but he didn't eat a few mouthfuls.

In the afternoon, when Bian Mu was going to take a nap, Shao Kou cleaned up the kitchen and went to the pharmacy by the way. The dirt road was filled with water, so he helped push the bricks and pave the way for the entrance of the supermarket, so it was dirty and muddy go back.

He is now facing the shadow of the door, twisting the handle carefully, not daring to step on the pure wool floor mat, so he took off his shoes and went in wearing socks. Before he could turn around, he saw a gloomy man standing at the stairs. The man, with a pale face, leaned on the wooden handrail with one hand, and put the other behind his back, and asked him in a weak tone, "Did you not wear gloves for the barbecue at noon?"

It does not make sense?

"I promise I brought it, what do you do?" This ghostly look?

"That's because the meat you roasted for me was not cooked enough, and I had diarrhea." Bian Mu accused him resentfully.

Although his stomach is delicate, it is very resistant. After eating instant noodles for so many days, he is fine. How can he start to have diarrhea after eating your barbecue? It must be your problem.

"Go get a doctor, right away."

His stomach growled again, he should go upstairs and have another intimate contact with the toilet.

The person at the door agreed with a hey, put on his shoes again, closed the door with a bang, and walked away.

How long does it take to see a doctor? Bian Mu looked at the timer on his phone, and he was already in the runaway stage. After 1 minutes, he came out of the toilet and called that idiot. I'm bored to count the time to see when he can return.

Finally, the sound of footsteps came from below, and Bian Mu took a look, 1308 minutes, okay, really okay, two hours with a turn, thankfully it’s not an emergency, or just wait for death, it’s enough to die four or five times Yes, just collect the corpse.

"You are the doctor who flew to the United States, can you slow down, the tortoise crawled back on one leg, huh?"

The doctor who came here has indeed studied in the United States. He is a good turtle. Hearing this patient's full of energy, is it okay?

Looking back at Shao Kou who went in behind, his voice was gentle, and compared with the severe cold outside, he was like a spring breeze blowing on his face, "Are you sure there are patients here?"

However, the person lying on the bed, compared to the severe cold outside, was still cold, "The bottoms of two beer bottles on the bridge of your nose must be."

He has never been timid when he hates people.

Shao Kou hurriedly mixed the dough, "Doctor, yes, yes, please see, he has a bad stomach."

Turn around and go in first, stand in front of the bed, and explain in a good voice, "There is no doctor in our village, so I can only go to the city to look for it. It just so happens that this doctor is doing a minor operation, and it will be too late."

Bian Mu just couldn't get out his evil spirit, so he gave him a cold look without making a sound.

The doctor looked at this posture interestingly, they looked like an old couple, quarreling strangely, gave him an infusion, and sat on a chair beside him chatting casually, "You two, your accent doesn't look like a local , Yes, on vacation?"

I know who you are, just asking around.

Bian Mu simply closed his eyes and didn't answer.

But Shao Kou couldn't be so rude, he finally knew that this little painter didn't just do this to him, but treated everyone like I was your father, really, inexplicably confident.

"Your accent doesn't sound like a local?"

What's the matter, we're still talking, Bian Mu opened his eyes and stared at Shao Kou viciously, "What are you, I want to drink water."

This ancestor is really gone, Shao Kou smiled at the doctor apologetically, turned and went out.

After a while, Fu came in again, holding a cup of warm water in his hand, and handed it to the little ancestor on the bed, "Warm water."

"honey water."

You said, is this the ancestor?

Shao Kou showed no signs of helplessness, as if he had expected it a long time ago, he laughed in a low voice as he should, and replied yes, turned around and went down to pour another glass.

This time Bian Mu didn't act like a monster anymore, he honestly drank more than half of the glass, maybe he was sleepy, so he yawned and drove them out.

Shao Kou asked the doctor to change the bottle of medicine, thanked him and sent him out, then hurried upstairs, afraid that the little ancestor would not sleep well, so don't press the needle.

The dead branches outside the window are swaying, but the two people in the room are in a rare harmony. One is lying in the middle of the bed and sleeping soundly, and the other is sitting on the chair with his back straight. The so-called harmony refers to the two hands holding each other beside the bed.

It can also be said that it was Shao Kou who unilaterally restrained Bian Mu's hand, because his sleeping posture was really bad enough, but after going up and down the stairs, a blood bag swelled on the back of his hand, and the surrounding area was bruised, waiting to wake up , Maybe how to speak so viciously, he can only hold his wrist all the time, so as not to suffer such a great misfortune again.

Sure enough, his words came true. On the second day, when he opened his eyes bewilderedly, he saw the constipated expression on the face of the little ancestor in front of him, "Your saliva is very profuse, my bed is almost flooded."

The author has something to say: Bian Mu: My bed is very expensive.

Shao Kou spread his hands: If you want money, you need life.

Bian Mu: I treat you as a brother, what is your attitude?

Shao Kou: Well, I didn't mean to.

Bian Mu: Let me ask you, I regard you as a brother, what do you regard me as?

Shao Kou: Dad, I'll take you as my father, okay?

Bian Mu: Then I'll go buy some oranges, you stay here, don't move around.