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"Your saliva is very strong, my bed is almost flooded."

Fuck, blessings come without pairs, and misfortunes never come singly.

Shao Kou had been sleeping sitting up, and his whole body was in a state of stiffness and numbness. Because he raised his head anxiously, he couldn't control his strength. He heard a rattling sound in his cervical spine. Isn't it a broken bone?

If it's true, Bian Mu sneered immorally at this joke that could hold him for a year, "Did it break?"

The man on the chair moved slowly, standing up, looking down at the ancestor on the bed, and asked hoarsely, "Are you hungry?"

Bian Mu hesitated for a long time, but he raised his arm on this side, showing him the raised circle of bruises on the back of his hand, and said viciously, "Do you know how much my hand is worth?"

Sitting cross-legged on the silk quilt, the anger of getting up and the fire that hadn't been released yesterday blasted at the man with his head slightly bowed in front of him, "You can't afford it even if you work for ten years."

Shao Kou stood silently, what could he say, he had no money, and he was poor.

"Why, I can't afford to apologize, can I?"

In fact, Bian Mu has always been on fire, and has always been smooth sailing. This is the first time he has been tricked by a woman. Can he swallow this breath easily?

It's just because my father is strict with the matter, otherwise, he would have to be turned upside down.

It can be regarded as meeting such a master who can be bullied and can be manipulated casually, so he naturally completely let go of his own nature, sticking out his head in the dark with teary eyes.

"What about you? Are you dumb?"

Seeing his bearish appearance, Bian Mu became angry. Can a big man have some blood.

"What did you tell me to say?"

Shao Kou felt that every morning since he met him was not a good one.

The atmosphere between the two was at a stalemate, and the moment their eyes met, Bian Mu suddenly calmed down, which seemed to make him more ascetic than chanting sutras with beads.

"I'll cook you some sweet potato porridge, does your stomach still hurt?"

Bian Mu on the bed suddenly seemed to have been hit on the Ya acupuncture point, unable to open his mouth to speak.

"You wash up first, and you will go downstairs later."

After Shao Kou finished speaking, he walked out of the bedroom directly, footsteps thumped in the corridor, a little smile appeared on the corners of the tall man's lips, he was a little bastard with a temper.

In the bedroom, the man was in a daze for a long time before he pressed the back of his hand. The pain was excruciating, and he cursed his mother inwardly. He rubbed his thumb and index finger together, his eyes deepened. Those moves are so beautiful.

The sound of water was splashing, washing his face with one hand was laborious, and the clothes still couldn't be changed, so he yelled, "Little Kouzi, come up."

When the figure of the man who was waiting came over, he saw the little ancestor who was still in a daze just now with his arms outstretched, and said to him, "Come here, take off my clothes."

It's so hard to serve. You hired a male nanny, right?

Shao Kou went down just now, put the porridge in the pot to stew, rolled out a piece of noodles, and was about to fry some leek boxes, when he was eagerly called to come up, as a result, did the undressing progress so quickly?

Bian Mu happened to be piercing his right hand, which is great, he can’t do anything, Shao Kou had to be careful not to touch him, otherwise it would be another meal, it could be regarded as changing to a round-neck sweater and serving him again. He sat down and took off his pants. Both of them were men, so there was nothing pretentious about it, but it would be better if the big lump between his legs was ignored. Shao Kou didn't expect that this size is quite impressive, small Chicken-like.

When he went downstairs, it was almost nine o'clock. With his chest on his back, Bian Mu warmed up a cup of pure milk and asked him to drink it with a straw. Then he went to the kitchen to bake a box. The leeks were stored in his aunt's cellar. , Fry the eggs until golden, add seasonings and mix them together, then wash some dried shrimps, wrap a few happily, add oil, put them in the pan and start frying, after a while, the aroma will drift to Bian Mu, He stretched his head curiously, the man had a broad back, two apron straps around his neck swayed from side to side with him, his long legs were straight, his waist was wide and his hips were narrow, he looked down at himself, shouldn't it be time for some exercise?

Every breakfast seems to be spent in smoke, today, it is still the same.

"You're ready this time."

Stop having diarrhea, he can't stand it.

He watched the man open his mouth and stuff it in without hesitation. After chewing and chewing, he said with a disgusted tongue, "What do you belong to? Do you open your mouth so wide? Eating one bite at a time will exhaust you to death." .”

Shao Kou no longer expected him to be able to speak well, a dog couldn't spit out ivory.

"Are you going to eat?"

If you don't eat it, I'll eat it all.

Bian Mu squinted, "What do you do, you forgot again, right?"

What am I doing, I am doing you.

"Stop talking, open your mouth."

Cut it into pieces with a knife, held the chopsticks and handed it to his mouth, opened it and stuffed it in, no matter whether he knocked his teeth or not. His calf was kicked by him, "Change a pair of chopsticks."

Shao Kou raised his head, his face clearly confused, why change a pair?

"What I just said is not Chinese, do you understand?"

Forbearance, forbearance, I need forbearance, stood up and changed a pair of chopsticks, continued to hold him, then held it myself, and then was kicked again.

"Change your chopsticks."

You are sick, what are you messing about.

Bian Mu also felt that there was a long way to go to teach him to become a talent.

"Do you often share a pair of chopsticks with others?"

This time Shao Kou understood his point. It turned out that it was because of this, and it was indeed unhygienic. However, "Actually, it is similar to public use. Can you be sure that the next time you use it is not the one I used before?"

What a rough person, "You go and buy two new sets of chopsticks to find the color, huh?"

Breakfast finally came to an end, Shao Kou ground coffee for him as usual tired, found a square towel, scalded it with hot water, and put it on his hands, just put it on, the little ancestor hissed and scalded it, Does not hot can have the effect of removing blood stasis?

"Be patient, it's good and fast."

Bian Mu sipped his coffee, thinking in his heart, hum, if it doesn't get better, I'll let you be disabled together.

The whole morning passed quickly, the two of them did nothing, just stared at the back of the hand, it was not congested, Bian Mu let out a breath, yawned, went upstairs to sleep and went back to the cage, Shao Kou was standing, with his hands clasped Wearing a wet and cool towel, he put away the mug on the table, and went back to the room to lie on the bed and stare for a while.

The pointer ticks, and the machine rotates one frame at a time, like an old man who abides by the rules. He is using his own way to find the rhythm and compose the past years.

However, time is the most untraceable thing, no one can keep him, including himself.

Shao Kou opened his eyes and raised his hand to look at his watch. It was already three o'clock. After sleeping all afternoon, he lay his arms on his head and stared at the ceiling, thinking wildly in his head. After relieving the discomfort in his heart, he sat up and took a deep breath. Twice, after recovering his body functions, he came out with slippers on, looked at the quiet upstairs, guessed that he would have to sleep for a while, there was nothing in the refrigerator, cut a plate of fruit and put it on the coffee table, and slowly put a piece of pork belly, cut into squares The size of mahjong, put it in cold water and copy it again. The little artist doesn’t like meat. The braised pork I made last time didn’t move a single chopstick. This time, let’s make some spicy sauce meat, put some dried beans in it, and burn it in a casserole. Stew it for two hours.

There is also a grass carp, the internal organs have been processed, first marinated with dry ingredients to remove the fishy smell, put on a down jacket and went to my aunt to buy a bag of boiled fish ingredients, stood in front of the counter and said a few gossips, "Auntie, why didn't I see you buy it? ?”

"Ah, there are too many backlogs from years ago, so let's sell them first. Why hasn't the little boss left the house for several days?"

Talking about it, the proprietress was his distant aunt, she was very enthusiastic, and said, "You, you have to be careful about everything, here, cigarettes, take a few boxes back."

He picked up the cigarette case and looked up and down, but was stopped by the proprietress, "Hey, brat, it's not for you, I asked you to take it back to the little boss, he often smokes this."

"Auntie, what kind of smoke is this? I've never seen it before."

Shao Kou glanced sideways at the middle-aged woman who was choosing vegetables. She was wearing a rose red skirt and a pair of high-waisted black leather boots. She had a ruddy complexion. How many years has her family been working outside? This is, is there someone?

"Hey, you know this, it's very popular in the city, and three of them are approved in a month, it's expensive."

"Auntie, why do you buy such expensive cigarettes? You can't sell them."

Shao Kou glanced into the shelf while talking to her.

"You know what, hurry up and bring back your good things, don't make the little boss unhappy, hurry up, dawdle."

Before he could see the four-five-six, he let her push it out and slammed the door shut.

Carrying the plastic bag and walking back with head down, opened the door and slippers, put down the things, took out the mobile phone and browsed for about 10 minutes, then loosened his brows, took out the boiled fish ingredients and cooked them, removed the fish bones, and cut them into thin slices , Put it in and boil it, put a few small rape leaves, boil the pot, pour it into a large porcelain bowl, and serve it on the table.

The alcoholic peanuts bought in the supermarket, a plate of chicken feet with pickled peppers, tofu mixed with shallots, took out a bottle of Erguotou, he poured a small cup himself first, tasted the taste, it was strong enough, boring , I managed to control my hands, put the lid on the wine, and turned on the TV to watch the news.

Sure enough, after a while, I heard him shouting from upstairs, "Little Kouzi."

Bian Mu came out after using the toilet with one hand, saw some water stains on his hem, and wanted to change it out, and listened to him go upstairs, pursed his lips and stood there, waiting for him.

"Change clothes."

"Didn't it just change in the morning?"

Shao Kou retorted subconsciously, but he still complied. He went to the cabinet and took down a white hooded sweater.

"Then you have eaten in the morning, why do you want to eat in the evening?"

It's just that I can't say a word properly.

"You're right."

He put the clothes he had taken off on the bed and put them down from his head. His fingers unintentionally passed over his warm back. Both of them were stunned, their eyes met. There are no waves, as quiet as stagnant water.

"I know, your back is also valuable, and I won't be able to afford it if I work for another ten years. I didn't do it on purpose, that's fine."

Fuck, what kind of attitude is this?But Bian Mu's blurted answer surprised even himself.

"Well, change your pants, too."

The author has something to say: Bianmu: Change your pants too.

Shao Kou: You are addicted to manipulating people, aren't you?

Bian Mu: Yes, if I don't order you for a while, I feel uncomfortable all over.

Shao Kou: You are really used to it.

Bian Mu: If you have the ability, you can turn salted fish into a serf and sing.

Shao Kou: Salted fish is still salted fish.

Bian Mu: That little Kouzi, you will never turn over again.