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"You can't drink water when you laugh, and it's easy to choke your trachea. Don't you know this bit of common sense?"

Inexplicably, he felt a fire in his lungs, and it was getting hotter and hotter. Before he could react, he had already snatched the goblet from Bian Mu's hand, and dropped it on the glass coffee table with a thud. The red liquid tilted back and forth, and finally Return to calm.

"Hey, that's funny, get out of the way, what are you doing blocking the screen?"

Shao Kou lost control of his emotions, but he didn't affect him at all. His attention was still on the film, he let go of him, took two steps back, and still stood, his face was covered by shadows, leaving a sharp outline.

Everyone's life is like a train, looking for sleepers step by step, when the brain is idle, the night is already deep.

At the end of the film, Bian Mu on the sofa clutched his stomach, hey yo, his stomach hurts from laughing, so he can't watch funny movies, because his life will be in danger.

"Little Kouzi, I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

In fact, he could smell the delicious smell. He was only focused on raising skin soup at night, but the chicken didn’t move at all. Shao Kou reapplied the sauce, put it back in the oven, and remade it. When he heard the movement, his eyebrows drooped slightly. Hey, "I'll have some to eat in a while."

The operating table is wide, and the tall figure is slanting. The proprietress has just bought a batch of fresh things. He hasn't opened it yet. He took the scissors and took it apart. It turned out to be two boxes of passion fruit. He slid his phone to study for a long time. ?

Cut it open, put the seeds inside into a wide-mouthed cup, put some honey, think about it, take out two more boxes of yogurt from the refrigerator, pour them in, stir and stir, he tried to take a sip, hey, sour.

"What are you drinking, your face is wrinkled like a chrysanthemum."

I'll go, the little painter can choke to death with a word.

"Boss, you are attacking me personally."

As long as you know that I am the boss, Bian Mu approached and asked him, "Who attacked you?"

Looking around his body up and down, he thought to himself, which one is worth his attack?

"Forget it, let's eat chicken."

Fuck, after Shao Kou finished speaking, the two of them stared at each other, both of them were stunned. After a while, Bian Mu laughed loudly, "Oh, my stomach, I bent down to cover my stomach with one hand, and put the other hand on it. On his arm, this buddy is so funny, he managed to hold back his smile, raised his upper body, raised his eyebrows, his eyes were full of teasing, his voice became a little hoarse because of the wanton and excessive laughter just now, but it was particularly impressive. Ready to move, his lips parted, Shao Kou could even clearly see a little red tongue sticking out, mischievous and mischievous, with sharp white teeth, he said, "Forget it, I'll drink water to satisfy my hunger."

Damn, you even paused on purpose, and cursed secretly, you are a villain who must take revenge.

In the end, the chicken still only entered Shao Kou's stomach, and it also experienced a particularly hateful chewing method.

At the end of winter and the beginning of spring, the sky is always cloudy and cloudy. It only snowed last time, and it rained again today. It was cloudy and the air pressure became lower. I did a hundred push-ups on the floor of the room, sweat dripped down my cheeks, I pulled my hand over the neckline to wipe it, panting heavily, the air was filled with the tension of male hormones, warm and charming.

As for Bian Mu on the first floor, he is still asleep, the curtains are thick to cover the dark clouds, like a nest, surrounded by comfort and warmth, his sleeping position is rather wild, already tightly attached to the light pink color on one side The wallpaper, two hands folded together, was pressed under the side of the face, but the two long legs kicked a few times, and the overwhelmed duvet fell to the ground.

The kettle was bubbling and bubbling, anxiously waiting for the owner's blessing. Soon, a man wearing a floral apron came over and turned off the burning flame, so that it could finally calm down.

Shao Kou ate too much supper last night, and he was not too hungry. He glanced at the clock and guessed that the poor little ancestor would have to sleep for a while, so he might as well make some dumplings and put the slow-cooked freshwater shrimp in the water. I copied it, peeled off the shell, removed the head, chopped it and kneaded it by hand. I originally wanted to make shrimp balls. I was afraid that he would find it fishy. I would mix some pork stuffing and minced winter bamboo shoots to make dumplings on a plate. It looks more appetizing, um , put some shiitake mushrooms to enhance the umami taste.

After ten o'clock, the news was broadcast on the TV downstairs, and the open kitchen was steaming. I fried a sour cowpea with spicy peppers, and the sweet and sour taste of cucumber cold skin. I picked up the dumplings and looked back upstairs. I happened to bump into a pair of Eyes that are still foggy, docile like a cat, and obviously ignorant of worldly affairs.

Appearance can be deceiving, Shao Kou knows, but he is still deceived, such a wayward child, will there be an extremely dirty inside?That was too chilling.

"You only have the same strength as cooking. You can succeed every time and wake me up from my dream, hey."

Withdrawing the arm leaning on the railing, Bian Mu sighed and walked down with his forehead, what kind of injustice, what kind of enmity?

"What kind of dream did you have, is it worthy of your endless aftertaste and nostalgia?"

This little idiom is used, and the summary is incisive. He gave a thumbs up to the man holding the plate, "The idiom is very accurate."

Smashing it, I only have a slight impression. His dreams are always hard to remember, but he can be sure that they are all good dreams. "Good dreams can always be easily forgotten, but nightmares often haunt the whole body. This is caused by the brain. The different reactions caused by stimulation, I’m sure, your sleep is not good, and the lying silkworms are about to break out of their cocoons and become butterflies, I suggest you, eat less chicken and eat more vegetarian food.”

There are no more than three words of seriousness, specify the fork.

"The normal time to get up and down should follow the weather, rest at sunset and work at sunrise. I also suggest you, drink less coffee and drink more water."

If you want to say that the art of speaking of these two people is very noble, it is beyond the reach of people.

Bian Mu was pissed off by his rich and rich connotation, and he was so angry and happy, you dare to make fun of him, thinking he is eating a buffet hot pot.

"It's a nice day outside. After dinner, go and clean the windows, you can't see it from upstairs."

This is a good day for your family. You have two eyeballs for display. They look good, but they are useless.

"Little Boss, I was wrong. After I break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, I will fly out to clean the windows for you, okay?"

Quickly pull away the special seat for him, and sit down to meet him with a smile, "Dumplings, try it?"

I knew that you would bribe me with food, if it wasn't for the face of your specialty, I would have given you two miles away, how could you allow yourself to be presumptuous.

"Dumplings are average, cold dishes are not bad, put more vinegar next time."

There are always more opinions than suggestions, and I will pour vinegar directly for you next time.

Speaking of vinegar, I thought of passion fruit. That thing was really unpalatable. I swallowed my rice and asked him, "Passion fruit, how do you eat it?"

He didn't know about the things in the city. Last night, he swallowed it with great difficulty. It can't be wasted. To waste is a crime. Hey, the sinful man spoke up. He seemed to be ordinary, "Just soak in water and drink."

However, when serving it to him, he changed it again and again, "Why is it so sour, put some sugar or honey."

This big idiot was so sour that he almost knocked out his teeth.

Bian Mu played a variety show, hummed along with great interest, and directed him to work, "What are you doing, Xiaokouzi, coffee, put more sugar, don't be reluctant, it's not your money."

I'll go, I want to pour the whole bottle in for you, and kill you.

The way the two men get along is becoming more and more smoky, one is dissatisfied, the other is not angry, and the pair are teasing.

"What are you doing with the pestle? Use it as a cue, refill your cup."

The coffee boy can only shuttle back and forth between the kitchen and the sofa, apples, bananas, oranges, watermelons, you can just build a fruit kingdom, the well-deserved uncrowned king.

"Xiao Kouzi, you are not tired of going back and forth, can you sit down for a while, you are ADHD, it is a disease, I am kind, I have to treat it for you."

Bian Mu waved his hand, asked him to sit next to him, and patted him on the shoulder, expressively, "Little Kouzi, you met me because you had accumulated great virtue in your previous life. Don't follow the crowd anymore. From today on, I will change you and make you happy." You become the second most powerful person in the world."

This question is esoteric, "First, is it?"

Bian Mu saw whether he was stupid or not, and suddenly patted his strong arm, stupid or not, "What's wrong with you, are you still wishful thinking to be better than me?"

Is the mental hospital too far away to catch him?

Shao Kou himself is a real person, and he said seriously, "Little boss, I know you are smart, but you are number one in the world, it's a bit of a dream."

In reality, there are always some people who don't understand you, no, they can't understand you, they are not on the same channel, or even not in the same dimension.

Bian Mu was not angry at all, and was even very happy on the surface, which puzzled Shao Kou. What he said was actually not polite. He could choose not to refute. In the two situations, he would face two different mental journeys He knew that the little painter in front of him liked him, and even desperately wanted someone to compete with him. This is a magnet with a magnetic field.

"Heh, you are a good baby at first glance. In physics, the world refers to the aggregate of all things. It is the extracted original things and abstract things. It develops and evolves. It can be divided into individuals one by one. The world of literature, The world of music, the world of sound, if it is smaller, my world, your world, and then enlarged, my world will be melted away, and your world will be swallowed up. The qualitative change of quantity will cause the huge energy generated by the collection of small objects. Expand again, expand again, you say, in this world, who should be number one?"

Shao Kou is sad, what is this talking about?

Confused, he could only shake his head, completely out of the situation, feeling like he was back more than ten years ago, sitting at a desk and listening to a political teacher lecture, he understood each word separately, put them together, forgive him, really do not know.

"Well, let me put it simply, your world is too small and narrow, the air is thin, and you can no longer breathe, what should you do?"

The man's fair face approached, with a guiding question.

How to do?

His Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed spontaneously, "What should I do?"

The author has something to say: Shao Kou: Teacher, why is the air so thin?

Bianmu: Because of lack of oxygen.

Shao Kou: Why lack of oxygen?

Bian Mu: Why do you have too many.

Shao Kou: Didn’t the teacher say that people should have the spirit of exploration.

Bianmu: Do you want to know what it feels like to lack oxygen?

Shao Kou: Yes, very much.

Bian Mu: Well, you lower your head.

Shao Kou looked at the white jade face that blocked his lips, subconsciously loosened his teeth, and let him wander around, dancing with his lips and tongue, but somewhere in his heart was puzzled, this is the feeling of lack of oxygen?Why, he thought, he wanted to hold down the opponent's head, and smack that wriggling tongue fiercely until it became numb and unconscious, perhaps, it would be truly hypoxic.