The day when I was bent by a bamboo horse

After hanging up the phone, Su Baige smoked a cigarette and received blessings from several new friends. Li Yue, Jiang Xiaoyu, Zhang Kun, Jiao Nan, and Wang Chuan all called for a treat, and Su Baige couldn't laugh or cry.

In fact, he just sent that circle of friends to Su Zheng. He didn't expect to cause so much trouble. Now he looks at the bunch of blessings and regrets it. It seems that he can't escape when he goes back to treat guests.

The second call was from Zhang Xiaojia. Zhang Xiaojia said that his birthday was October [-]th, and the two of them still couldn't chat happily. Zhang Xiaojia felt that Su Baige didn't really want to talk to her, so he hung up after saying a few words of blessing. I didn't look for anything, probably thinking that it was his birthday after all.

Su Baige answered several calls, even Zhang Xiaojia's god-brother greeted him, threatened him that since he had a new girlfriend, stay away from Zhang Xiaojia, Su Baige sent him a word: "Get out."

Jiao Nan continued to check the household registration: "Happy birthday, little prince Su."

"Take another nickname."

"You still despise my Beetle, you don't have a good vision."

"looks nice."

"Forget about the birthday star, who is this beauty?"

"My sister."

"Not like, not as pretty as you."

"Thank you, dear." Su Baige didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Jiao Nan sighed and said, "That's good, I was in vain because I thought you had a girlfriend again."

"What's so scary about it, the teacher doesn't care."

"Then I will be sad."

"Hey you—"

"I know you're not interested in me, so I'll just have a crush on you, but I don't want to see someone else by your side, I'll still be sad." Jiao Nan said with a smile.

Jing Xing's face inexplicably appeared in Su Baige's mind... Fuck, I was so mad by this psychopath!

"Hey, don't tell me that."

"Then I have to let you know. Well, the confession is over, I'm going to play games, and my wife is calling, bye."

Su Baige was speechless for a while: "...bye."

I have been confessed again, so Zhang Xiaojia stays alone... Actually, Jiao Nan is quite beautiful, and her personality is not as crazy as Zhang Xiaojia's, but... Oh, I'm so tired, I'm so tired of being tormented by Zhang Xiaojia, forget it.

The next day Jing Xing arrived early in the morning, Su Zheng got up early in the morning and made breakfast, Su Baige had to eat with Jing Xing, Jing Xing moved a few boxes of gifts from the car, and Su Zheng moved a few boxes of others for him. When he was full, Su Baige was speechless.

It was noon when he returned to school, and after entering Jing Xing's small unit, Su Baige finally felt at home, and was so exhausted that he almost collapsed on the sofa.

The two took a bath one after another, and Su Baige didn't want to move anymore.

Jing Xing also had a tired look on his face, but he still sat upright and asked while watching TV, "What do you want for lunch?"

"Whatever, just fill your stomach." Su Baige actually wanted to sleep more. It was past twelve o'clock when he got home from shopping yesterday, and he got up early in the morning, very tired.

"Still going out to play? You can go to the suburbs to find a farmhouse to rest for two days, and come back the day after tomorrow, but you don't have the feeling you want, facing the sea with spring flowers blooming?" Jing Xing raised his eyebrows.

Su Baige: "Hey, why do ordinary words seem to have thorns coming out of your mouth, can it be better?"

Jing Xing curled his lips: "I originally said it with a thorn in my side."

"Let's not go. Auntie still feels sorry for you because you are exhausted. You should scold me later."

"Your aunt can scold you because of me, unless the sun comes out in the west, you have too much imagination." Jing Xing got up and went to the kitchen, "Let's be vegetarian. Yesterday I saw that you are big fish and big meat, so I happened to bring some from home. Er Xiancai, I will cleanse your stomach today."

"Well, brother, you're really nice sometimes." It really doesn't matter what you cook if it's delicious.

"Huh? What? Will I celebrate your birthday tonight, or in a few days, invite friends?" Jing Xing asked in the kitchen.

Su Baige got up and walked over, leaning on the door frame to watch Jing Xing cook, Jing Xing was too tall and his back was straight, it was strange to see him holding back his hands and feet, but he was quite natural in washing vegetables and taking dishes, Su Baige I can't help but see what Jing Xing's cooking tastes like... But it's Zhang... Jiao... Forget it, Jing Xing feels right.

Hey, if Jing Xing was a woman... what a waste, this person has no shortcomings.

"What are you thinking about?" Jing Xing glanced back at him.

"Ah, I'll go out and invite my friends to have something to eat, just a few roommates." Su Baige came back to his senses, feeling a little warm in his ears. Now that more and more men can cook, he should also practice hard .

"Alright." Jing Xing nodded, "Can I give you money?"

"No need." Going home was like going to war, Su Baige suddenly felt that there was a different kind of warmth when he and Jing Xing were alone, and couldn't help but tease, "Why do you feel like my mother?"

Jing Xing curled his lips: "If you were my son, I would just throw it into the mountains and dig soil for you."

Su Baige laughed, "If my father threw me into the mountains, you would be the first to dig me out."

"I'm dreaming."

"It's okay if you don't pass it on to me. Just take out the gift when we eat later. I'm so curious. This is the one I'm looking forward to the most." Su Baige looked at Jing Xing's lace apron with a plush on it. Plush bunny.

"It's an honor." Jing Xing stewed the soup, then turned around and said, "Then I'll keep it for a few more days, and I'll bring it to you after you have invited guests."

Su Baige curled his lips: "Okay."

"What kind of soup is it today?" Su Baige stretched his neck to look, and it smelled delicious.

Jing Xing finished frying the dishes, wiped his hands and instructed him to help: "Put it on the table."

"Just drinking soup is enough for me." Su Baige was so hungry that he didn't feel tired anymore.

"Your dad doesn't even let you drink enough soup, why did you grow up so big?"

Su Baige put down the dishes, and went to the kitchen again: "Are you ready?"

"Okay." Jing Xing lifted the lid, stirred it with a spoon, took a mouthful and blew, "Come on, have a taste."

Su Baige hurriedly leaned over and sniffed it intoxicatedly: "It smells so good, what's it all about?"

"Loofah, tofu, dried shrimps...relieve the heat."

"It's delicious." Su Baige finished drinking it in one gulp with a spoon in his hand, and sighed, "Brother, if I were a woman, you would have to marry me."

Jing Xing stared at his face in a daze, and then raised the corner of his mouth: "Let's line up."

"How did you do it, you taught me what you said." Su Baige felt that if he went on like this, his stomach would be abducted by Jing Xing.

"It's something that's innate. You can make scrambled eggs with tomatoes sour, so you can show the style of Asia rushing to the world. It's better not to learn it. I want to eat it." Jing Xing said casually.

"what exactly is it?"

"... Guess." It took Jing Xing a long time to realize that Su Baige was asking about his gift.

Su Baige sighed: "Is it really not delicious? I remember that egg is okay..."

Jing Xing laughed, flicked him on the forehead, served the soup and left the kitchen.Su Baige followed in desperation, and began to seriously recall what the tomato scrambled eggs tasted like that day, but unfortunately he didn't remember it.