Don't mess with farmers

Xiao Yi kicked Peng Xiaoyu's calf again, and ordered: "Go wash the dishes."

"Oh, okay..." Although there were 1 reluctances in my heart, I had to obey due to the majesty.

Peng Xiaoyu put down his phone, and walked slowly towards the kitchen, muttering in a low voice as he walked: "Why is it always me who does the dishes..."

The two people on the sofa had no time to consider Peng Xiaoyu's thoughts at all, they faced each other and stared at each other, the distance was so small that both of them were breathing intertwined.

Liu Jiawen swallowed, his eyes averted a little: "That... I'm going home."

Xiao Yi glanced at the kitchen, making sure that Peng Xiaoyu would not come out, so he boldly approached, and pulled Liu Jiawen's evasive cheek, as if he was about to kiss.

"What are you doing!" Liu Jiawen exclaimed, turning his face away to prevent him from kissing, because of the wine, the grievance in his heart slowly overflowed, "You bumpkin, don't touch me, what do you mean by being my master, don't You can bully the little duck with money, right?"

His cheeks were flushed, his big eyes were wet, and his lips became very red and lustrous, even his naked collarbone was pale pink. I really didn't expect Liu Jiawen to be so attractive after drinking.

Xiao Yi couldn't bear it anymore, pinched his chin forcefully, and kissed him lightly on the cheek. Soon, Liu Jiawen's long eyelashes flapped twice quickly, indicating that the master was a little nervous at the moment.

"Big Ju..." Xiao Yi intentionally blew into his ear, and after several verifications by him, he had already hit the sensitive point of the other party. Every time he touched the earlobe, Liu Jiawen seemed to be completely paralyzed, without any strength.

Sure enough, Liu Jiawen couldn't bear his teasing, and was a bit reluctant to push him away. He kept telling himself, Liu Jiawen, you must not be fascinated by his beauty, you must not.

However, it was of no use at all. In the end, Xiao Yi hugged him tightly, and kissed him delicately on his cheeks. Liu Jiawen was excited and nervous, and kept looking at the kitchen for fear of being bumped into by Peng Xiaoyu.

"You haven't answered my question yet..." Liu Jiawen murmured with his head down.

Xiao Yi stopped kissing, looked up at him very seriously, the other hand was still playing with his soft earlobe, thought for a moment, and suddenly said: "What answer do you want?"

Liu Jiawen's mind was muddled, and he felt that the "A Island Pure Raw" beer was definitely a late effort, otherwise why would he become more and more dizzy?

Shaking his head, Liu Jiawen became a little unhappy, and said fiercely, "I want to keep you as my little lover."

After Liu Jiawen finished speaking, he regretted it, oh my god!Knowing Xiao Yi's ass temper, he still couldn't control his mouth.

Sure enough, Xiao Yi's face turned cold, he let go of him and leaned back, and said contemptuously, "Liu Jiawen, why do you rely on it? Just because you are rich?"

Just because I like you.

Liu Jiawen almost broke his mouth, but at this moment he still had a sliver of reason, he couldn't give in so quickly, otherwise this little bastard would definitely shit on him in the future.

"Yes, my young master has money. As long as the person I like, when will he escape my palm? Country bumpkin, please follow me quickly. I guarantee that you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life." Liu Jiawen Continue to use the strength of the mouth, as the saying goes, the wine is strong and cowardly.

Xiao Yi clenched his fist imperceptibly, and then slowly released it. At this time, he especially hoped that Liu Jiawen could be like him, with an ordinary family background and life experience, so that he could chase after him in an open and honest manner. owns.

It's a pity, the reality is here, he can't deceive himself.

"Drink some water, and I'll take you back." Xiao Yi said flatly, and suddenly stood up and went into the bedroom.

Liu Jiawen was a little dazed, and patted his confused head, feeling a little confused, so, no!As usual, Xiao Yi would either use his fists to round him, or hug him...

"Brother Jiawen, do you have a headache?" Peng Xiaoyu asked curiously when he saw Liu Jiawen sitting on the sofa alone.

Liu Jiawen shook his head: "No, it's just a little hot."

"I'll open the window for ventilation." After speaking, Peng Xiaoyu opened the small window in the living room, turned around and asked, "Where's Brother Yi?"

Liu Jiawen pointed in the direction of the bedroom, and said with a choked mouth, "I don't know why I'm so crazy, I'm so mysterious, and people disappear when I'm chatting."

Peng Xiaoyu giggled, sat down on the chair next to him, and said with a smile: "Brother Yi is a slow-heating type. At the beginning, I felt very cold, but after getting familiar with him, I think he is very nice. By the way, Brother Jiawen, you Why are you two always bickering? I'm really curious about how you two get along."

"I'm bickering with him?" Liu Jiawen raised his voice and glanced at the bedroom, "I don't bother to talk to him, it's because he's always looking for trouble..."

Peng Xiaoyu didn't hear the last sentence very clearly, but he just spoke for Xiao Yi in a natural reaction: "Brother Jiawen, is there any misunderstanding between you and Brother Yi? No loss buddy, anyway, I recognize this good brother."

Liu Jiawen is a little jealous, Xiao Yi is very gentle to others, why is he the only one who treats him so badly? Could it be that he really hates him from the bottom of his heart?

If you hate him, why kiss him.

Liu Jiawen's thoughts were confused again, and he began to speculate wildly. Could it be that Xiao Yi wanted to humiliate him, take revenge on him, make him lost, and then wake him up with a slap in the face? Maybe, isn't that how it's done in TV shows?

Peng Xiaoyu didn't know what was going on in his mind. Seeing him sitting there with a sad face and not answering, he had to change the subject and said, "Brother Jiawen, what do you think is a good birthday present?"

"Huh?" Liu Jiawen tilted his head to look at him, and asked in confusion, "What birthday present?"

"Oh, that..." Peng Xiaoyu approached him, and suddenly lowered his voice, "Brother Yi will celebrate his birthday in a few days, and I want to buy something for him, but I don't know what to buy, and I'm a little confused."

"His birthday?" Liu Jiawen also turned down the volume, and countless luxury items flashed through his mind.

Peng Xiaoyu scratched his hair in embarrassment. In fact, he didn't want to ask Liu Jiawen, because he thought with his toes. Nodding: "Yes, I checked his ID card, it will be next Tuesday, and I want to surprise him."

Liu Jiawen rolled his eyes, a sports car, an apartment, a luxury watch, or... cash?What should I give Xiao Yi?

Peng Xiaoyu also thought about it again, cake?lighter?Or a cigarette?

The thoughts of the two people were not on the same channel at all. After a moment of silence, Liu Jiawen spoke first: "It doesn't matter to you, you can send whatever you want, and it doesn't matter if you don't."

Peng Xiaoyu: "..."

Liu Jiawen did it on purpose. He thought of a lot, but he didn't want to share any of them with others. He wanted to buy them all and give them to Xiao Yi.

With a sound of "squeak", Xiao Yi pushed open the door of the bedroom and saw two people on the sofa whispering to each other, frowning slightly, and had the urge to go up and kick Peng Xiaoyu's feet, but finally endured it.

"What are you doing!"

The two of them were startled at the same time, Peng Xiaoyu hurriedly stood up, turned around and saw Xiao Yi looking at him, wishing to dig a few holes in his body, for some reason, felt guilty, scratched his head and said with a smile: "No reason , I’m discussing game equipment with brother Jiawen…”

Xiao Yi ignored him, but looked at another man, and said in a cold voice, "I'll take you back."

Liu Jiawen was still thinking about the birthday gift, but when he looked up, he saw that Xiao Yi had changed into another outfit. It might be that Xi Shi is in the eyes of lovers. He felt that Xiao Yi was handsome to a new height at this moment.

"My young master doesn't need you to send it." After speaking, Liu Jiawen picked up the phone and wanted to call Lao Liu.

Xiao Yi didn't talk much nonsense, he stepped forward and grabbed his arm, and brought him into his arms with all his strength. In just a few seconds, he stared blankly at Peng Xiaoyu who was standing beside him.

Xiao Yi also looked at Peng Xiaoyu: "He drank too much, I'll take him back first."

Liu Jiawen blushed and began to struggle: "I don't have many, the country bumpkin let me go."

Ignoring his refusal, Xiao Yi came to the door with his arms around him, pointed to the shoes on the ground, and said in a cold voice, "Put on your shoes quickly."

"I won't wear it, don't you fucking order me." Liu Jiawen was really drunk, slapped Xiao Yi's hand away from supporting him, leaned on the door and started cursing: "Fuck you, be my young master." Is it bullying, Xiao Yi, I want to challenge you one-on-one."

"You fucking shut up." Xiao Yi knelt down and pinched his dishonest ankle, picked up the leather shoes on the side and put them on his feet.

"Fuck, don't touch me." Liu Jiawen punched him in the back, and the blow was neither light nor hard.

Xiao Yi suffered from the pain, but he endured the pain and did not make a sound. The wound on his abdomen began to hurt gradually again. It happened every night, and the wound felt as if it was about to burst.

Peng Xiaoyu on the other side looked terrified, Liu Jiawen was too bold, he dared to hit Xiao Yi, which is really admirable, but the two were fine just now, why are they inexplicably swearing again?

Also, Brother Yi actually put on shoes for Liu Jiawen...?

See you soon.

Liu Jiawen didn't know what was good or bad. In his heart, he thought that Xiao Yi wished him to leave early, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became. In a fit of anger, he kicked away the man squatting at his feet.

Xiao Yi immediately got angry, stood up enduring the abdominal pain, and without waiting for Liu Jiawen's reaction, directly lifted him up by the waist, opened the anti-theft door and went out.

Peng Xiaoyu in the living room was stunned. He could put down several eggs with his mouth wide open. Who can explain to him what is the relationship between these two people?

"Hillbilly, let me down!" Liu Jiawen turned his head down, tightly grasping Xiao Yi's shirt with both hands, for fear that the other party would throw him down the stairs in a fit of anger.

"Shut up." Xiao Yi slapped him unceremoniously on the most fleshy place, really wanting to put him to death on the spot regardless of the world.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooofs of a hero.”

Xiao Yi carried the man downstairs and put him on the stone platform. Seeing his crying nose dripping out, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Daju, I'm really convinced. How old are you still crying? Nana started crying." None of you."

Liu Jiawen wiped away his tears, and yelled back at him: "I can cry if I want to, you fucking don't care!"

"If you yell louder, all the elders and aunts in the community will come to watch you, and they will charge you as a nuisance."

Sniffing, Liu Jiawen said indifferently, "I am afraid of them, young master?"

Xiao Yi chuckled, touched his cheek, wiped his nose with his shirt, and suddenly said, "Xiaoju is here, behind you."

"What?" Liu Jiawen turned his head to take a look, and was taken aback: "Damn it! What is it?"

"Meow~" The little orange cat was very excited to see Xiao Yi, and licked, licked, and wanted to jump its paws on him.

Xiao Yi leaned over and touched Xiaojumao's head, and explained to Liu Jiawen: "This is Xiaoju, and I come here occasionally."

Liu Jiawen blinked and asked, "Wild...wild cat?"

Xiao Yi nodded: "It should be."

The little orange cat is very kind every time he sees him. It's not that Xiao Yi never thought of taking him home to raise himself, but wild cats are not like house cats. They are used to being free. The feeling of gaining and losing is terrible, Xiao Yi doesn't want to experience it.

The author has something to say: Please bookmark the passing little angels, thank you.

Hahahahaha, Jiajia has become more courageous and fat, and wants to support Brother Yi.

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