he sits on the face

Xiao Bingzhang said: "What is a long-term meal ticket? I have hands and legs, and I can work and work. What do I need a meal ticket for?"

The friend said: "It's wrong, how can the little princess find it as a meal ticket, it should be a cafeteria, arrogant, listen to me—"

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Bingzhang hung up the phone angrily.

Who are these people? Xiao Bingzhang squatted on the ground, feeling more and more unbearable stomach cramps, so he just clutched his stomach and sat down on the grass.

When Gong Yu was born, Xiao Bingzhang was already lying flat on the grass.

"what happened?"

Gong Yusheng was taken aback, and hurried over to help Xiao Bingzhang, Xiao Bingzhang said weakly, "You're here, I'm in too much pain."

There were grass clippings on his face, he looked like he had rolled in the grass, Gong Yusheng said: "It hurts so much, don't you know that you call 120? Wait for me?"

Xiao Bingzhang said: "I've forgotten about it... Don't you want to wait for you?"

He struggled to get up from the ground, but suddenly his feet were empty, and Gong Yusheng hugged him horizontally.

"Go to the hospital."

Xiao Bingzhang was caught off guard by being picked up, flailing around in a hurry, and Gong Yusheng almost lost his grip: "Do you still want to go to the hospital to get a bone?"

Now Xiao Bingzhang finally became honest, he slowly moved his arms around Gong Yusheng's neck.

The delicate skin on the inside of the forearm was against Gong Yusheng's slightly sweaty nape of the neck. For some reason, Xiao Bingzhang always felt a little hot in his body.

Looking up again, seeing Gong Yusheng's profile, his heart beat faster.

The old hooligan is really... quite handsome.

Different from the peers around Xiao Bingzhang, Gong Yusheng, who is in his 30s, has a calm and elegant temperament that has been accumulated over the years. In fact, Xiao Bingzhang discovered it yesterday. He stood in front of Burger King and stared at the new product advertisement for a while. Before saying anything, Gong Yusheng took out his wallet as he walked over and asked him if he bought it all. He was just so handsome.

Originally, he just wanted to buy a box of Potato Bawang to satisfy his hunger, but Xiao Bingzhang bought three boxes later.

Just now Xiao Bingzhang still felt regretful, how could he be dazzled by the old hooligan for a while, eat two more boxes, and now being hugged in his arms, he feels that the treatment of this illness is not bad.

He was carried by Gong Yusheng to the back seat, and fell into a ball of fluffy blanket.

"Um, a blanket?"

Xiao Bingzhang picked it up and saw that there was a drawing of a duckling on the blanket, which probably belonged to Deng Deng.

Gong Yusheng said: "If you feel cold, put it on."

Xiao Bingzhang said, "Oh."

Gong Yusheng said again: "Be obedient, I'll be there in a while."

Xiao Bingzhang said, "You seem to be coaxing your son."

Gong Yusheng said: "Dengden is not as worrying as you are."

The little nanny kept Gong Yusheng busy all night before he entered the door, took him to the emergency room, accompanied him for an examination, took medicine, and then sent him home, watched him take the medicine, and gave him another Cooked millet porridge.

"I'm going back, Denden is going to get up."

Gong Yusheng raised his wrist and saw that it was already six o'clock: "Take your medicine and rest well, I will come to see you after work."

Xiao Bingzhang said: "Can you bring me dinner? Just buy two servings of baked potatoes on the right side of our neighborhood."

Gong Yusheng asked: "Which baked potatoes are delicious?"

Xiao Bingzhang said: "It's delicious, but you have to wait in line."

Gong Yusheng said: "Okay, buy one and I will eat with Deng Deng, and you will eat the porridge obediently."

"..."

The old rascal's heart was really bad, Xiao Bingzhang nestled on the sofa, watched Gong Yusheng go out, and slowly fell down on the armrest.

Come tonight.

I don't know why, but Xiao Bingzhang is a little happy. I don't know if it's because Gong Yusheng will come tonight, or because he will see Dengdeng tonight.

Or, because it has both.

The house he rented is big enough, and he doesn't feel lonely at home reciting Buddhism and copying scriptures by himself, but once someone appears, he thinks it's good to have someone to talk to. There was a voice reminding him what to do, but he forgot in a daze.

This sleep lasted until the afternoon, was woken up by a takeaway, ate the porridge that Gong Yusheng ordered for him, played with the phone for a while, and then continued to sleep wrapped in a blanket until the doorbell rang.

Xiao Bingzhang thought it was a takeaway, rubbed his eyes and forced himself to get up from the bed to open the door. As soon as the door opened, there was a crisp voice: "Brother!"

Huh?

Xiao Bingzhang looked down and saw that it was Deng Deng.

Deng Deng was followed by Gong Yusheng, who held two paper bags in his hand, and the smell of baked potatoes was constantly emitting from the paper bags.

"You bought it?"

Gong Yusheng said, "I got it."

Xiao Bingzhang turned sideways and let Deng Deng and Gong Yusheng in: "That's great, I've been hungry all day..."

"It's not for you to eat." Gong Yusheng handed him another paper bag, "This is your dinner."

Xiao Bingzhang opened the bag and saw that it was a bowl of oatmeal.

Millet porridge in the morning, mixed grain porridge at noon, oatmeal porridge in the evening, is the old hooligan teaching him how to keep healthy?

He wanted to refuse, but Deng Deng had already happily carried his dinner with Gong Yusheng into the door, and was still urging him: "Brother, come in quickly, let's have dinner together."

The little guy was full of expectations for this dinner, but it was a pity that Xiao Bingzhang felt like crying after eating it. Gong Yusheng and Dengdeng ate rice wrapped in lotus leaves, baked potatoes, and vegetable and mushroom soup. After swallowing, the two father and son finished eating, and stared at him to eat, but he still fed it slowly into his mouth, making Deng Deng anxious: "Daddy, do you want to feed my brother, my brother can't eat it."

Xiao Bingzhang almost spit out a mouthful of oatmeal.

Gong Yusheng deliberately teased him: "Do you need me to feed you?"

"No, no, no."

Xiao Bingzhang poured the porridge into his stomach several times, afraid that if Gong Yusheng stretched out his hand, he would treat him like a son again.

In front of Dengden, he still needs to establish his prestige, he is the one who takes care of Dengden.

After tidying up the restaurant, Xiao Bingzhang coaxed Deng Deng to watch cartoons, and he found an opportunity to bring out all the scriptures he usually copied: "I took that job, but I think it is necessary to introduce it to you. Own."

After all, it is a job of [-] yuan. Xiao Bingzhang introduced it very carefully. At what age did he start learning calligraphy and Chinese painting, what awards he won, where he went to high school and university, and his grades. Once he started, he couldn't stop.

"I ordered some preschool education books, hoping to help Dengdeng. Finally, thank you boss for your kindness."

Xiao Bingzhang boasted eloquently that he was 10 minutes faster, but he always felt that Gong Yusheng was not very interested in these experiences.

Ordinary people would have some reactions after listening to it, but Gong Yusheng only said: "Okay."

What's good?

Xiao Bingzhang was a little upset, but he was very serious about promoting himself, could the old hooligan be more serious.

But in the next second, Xiao Bingzhang couldn't be serious anymore.

He saw Gong Yusheng turning over the stack of manuscripts on the table—it wasn't a big deal at first, but when a horizontal groove was exposed on one side of the rice paper that was obviously not a scripture, he suddenly became anxious.

Why are those abstaining from pornography in it!

"and many more!"

As soon as he was anxious, he reached out to grab it, but it was already too late.

The word color has been completely displayed in front of Gong Yusheng. Xiao Bingzhang saw Gong Yusheng frowned, and then, two words that made him flustered came out of Gong Yusheng's mouth.

"Quit sex?"

"..."

With a sullen face, Xiao Bingzhang decided not to admit it: "It's wrong, it's Lust X Caution, haven't you seen this excellent movie? The production is quite sophisticated, and the details are very good."

"Since it's Lust X and Caution, why is your stamp under the word Lust?"

Gong Yusheng took out the stack of pornographic porn, and the smile on his face gradually became a bit bad: "And——why is there a sheet of pornographic pornography in your letter to me?"

"???"

Xiao Bingzhang was startled, did the lost card of abstinence get stuffed into Gong Yusheng's letter?

He knew it was not good to lose his composure, but the moment of panic was caught by Gong Yusheng.

Gong Yusheng raised his legs and touched his chin with a playful expression on his face. Xiao Bingzhang stuttered when he looked at him: "Just... just practice the words... just pretend to be wrong, can't you?"

It's getting more and more wrong.

The two big characters of abstaining from sex were placed in front of him, but Xiao Bingzhang's thoughts couldn't help thinking in a biased place.

He wondered if the old hooligan changed his clothes when he went back in the morning.

He also wondered if the place where he dreamed was in the study.

Finally, recalling the touch when the two of them touched each other in the middle of the night last night, the whole person suddenly felt bad.

Standing stupidly in front of Gong Yusheng, he was almost ripened by the uneasiness and thoughts gushing out of his heart, his ears became more and more red, his mouth opened and closed, he was so embarrassed that he couldn't bear it.

"Okay, let's not talk anymore." Gong Yusheng knew that it was time to stop. He was just teasing Xiao Bingzhang. If he didn't stop, the little nanny who entered the door would fly away.He put the stack of reboots back, "Just pretend you didn't see it."

Xiao Bingzhang had a dejected look on his face, so why didn't he see it.

Even if this incident did not puncture the window paper, it did open a window in Xiao Bingzhang's heart.

When he was lying in bed again, the dream that haunted him not long ago defeated the anxiety of lack of money a few days ago, and a luxurious upgraded version came.

This time it's really over.

Xiao Bingzhang was awakened in the middle of the night, lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

His practice is over.