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"Don't go."

Shao Kou was good at using his hand as a comb for Shun Shun. When he was done, he threw the hair dryer into the cupboard and went back to the kitchen to continue making coffee. If he didn’t go, he wouldn’t go. You’re going to wait until your hair reaches your waist. Who can you marry?

"Okay, you sit down, are you hungry? It will be ready soon."

It can be regarded as a serious word, it is better not to discuss about hair or something, as soon as you talk about it, you will feel sad.

"what's for dinner?"

He remembers that there are a lot of lobsters and king crabs, which are a must for a seafood meal.

"I didn't dare to touch your lobster. There is a cabbage flower, which is fried with bacon. The dried bamboo shoots soaked in the morning are stuffed with soy sauce in the pot. I just need to make a soup."

From the pile of things, he only picked out one cauliflower, and it was the kind that was about to bloom. After thinking about it, there was nothing he liked, and he turned around and raised two big tongs to diss him, "Don't you tell me to make a lobster for me?" ?”

He really looked forward to it for a while, this master, but he is famous for being able to sit but not standing, and being able to lie down but not sitting, it is difficult to expect him to go back into the kitchen.

Sure enough, Bian Mu didn't want to move. He had just finished taking a shower, and he felt so sticky with the smell of oily smoke. He turned on the TV and refused him of course, "You can just watch it yourself, I won't do it."

This is the kind of person, what can you do? Shao Kou twisted his neck, stretched his muscles and bones, searched for the method first, and then went to clean up the lobsters. The easiest way is to steam them. Two of them are alive. , see if you will be steamed later, can you still have the last laugh?

Put it on a plate and steam it, here use oil to make a sauce, when the lobster is no longer moving, break off the front cover and pour it on, steam it for another 10 minutes, serve it on the table, make some porridge for the little bastard, every day If you eat meat, you will become a meat roll.

I tore a piece of seaweed, smashed an egg on the side of the bowl and made a soup, wiped my hands and called the two little ancestors to eat.

"Wash your hands and eat."

Bian Mu sat down directly, and watched him extend his chopsticks to the lobster meat, "I just finished taking a shower, and I'm still washing my ass."

After I finished speaking, I regretted it. I really learned from someone, what kind of fart.

Shao Kou pursed his lips and snickered, and it really became a lot rougher.

Bian Mu was hungry, sat down and only cared about eating, and couldn't turn out the air conditioner to tease him, waited until he was [-]% full, hesitated for a while, then abruptly drank the soup at the bottom of the bowl, and patted his stomach without image , stood up and paced.

The other man packed up the dishes and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his arms folded to look at the sky. The rain is over, and it is estimated that there will be several sunny days in a row.

"Why is it raining here every day, with thunder and lightning? Grandpa Zhang called just now, saying that the weather is bad, so he won't come here to collect soil samples."

Bian Mu also came over, with his hands behind his back, his words were full of impatience.

The slightly taller man turned around with a resolute and serious profile, "Then I'll go buy some onions and garlic tomorrow and plant them."

Bian Mu rubbed his fingers back and forth, he didn't really work here to farm, but it's good to play with this fool, anyway, he can't go back for the time being.

"Can't you plant something else?"

Onions and garlic are both very flavorful varieties.

"Well, when it's warmer, plant something else."

He is an expert in planting and harvesting vegetables, and he will know if there are any when he makes a move.

"I vaguely remember, you said, who's school entrance banquet is coming?"

Whoops, I forgot all about it, it should be tomorrow, his brain capacity is still too small, "I forgot, and I still want to get the floor wet tomorrow, come on, the day after tomorrow, do you have any clothes to wash?" of?"

The little bastard sounded boring, and simply jumped up and down to attract the attraction of the handsome and crying master. It wanted to put its four legs on his arms to see the scenery, what a storm, it wanted to see.

Bian Mu snorted and tapped its forehead with his index finger. The fat ones are on the same level as pigs, and they still expect to squat in their arms, but he can't hold them, "No."

At the end of the friendly meeting, one went to the machine to wash clothes, and the other went upstairs to the studio leisurely. The few paintings that came here were dried and packed layer by layer, waiting to be sent back to the company for processing.

At the same time, Shao Kou also received an email, which was a few accounting statements, and the income and expenditure of each quarter were particularly huge. The light was dim, but he vaguely looked at the name in front of him, Jinjiang Culture Media Company, and frowned. Browse through and press delete.

It had rained several times, and it was still freezing cold in the evening. Shao Kou closed the window, watched the bubbling rain on the ground, and lost his mind for a rare moment.

Upstairs, Bian Mu turned the air conditioner to the maximum, still feeling the cold air creeping up his toes, stomped his feet and went downstairs, took a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, glanced at the kitchen, turned around and headed towards the guest room, without even knocking , Just push open the door next to the toilet, this idiot, who smells bad smell every day, find a few people to tear down the wall another day, wouldn't they be combined into one, stupid.

"I caught you, you don't work, you're lazy."

The sloppy standing posture suddenly converges, the mobile phone runs under the pillow, and looks back at the person who came, "Little boss, please forgive me, I just sat down, it's true."

An explanation is a cover-up, and a cover-up is the truth. Alas, being caught by the boss is also a shameful thing.

"Tch, I'm the prime minister, my stomach can barely hold the boat, come out and have a drink."

She shook the wine bottle at him, raised her chin slightly, and signaled to go out.

The front and rear feet arrived at the bar, the lights on the shed were very cool, and there was a swinging ball like a ballroom, projecting colorful lights to the two men from time to time, Bian Mu waved him to turn it off, what the hell? yes?

Accompanied by the sound of the rain outside the window, the man leaning on the swivel chair with one leg crossed took a sip of red wine, raised his eyelids and reached out to slap the stupid fool next to him, with an annoyed tone, "Well, what are you studying if you don't just watch? "

The bottle I took out just now is almost full. This guy is pretending to be reserved, but he is pretending to be a wolf with a big tail. Who doesn’t know who, last time he drank too much and masturbated his hand. This time he is cowardly. , Alas, bah, what are you thinking about, you are ashamed.

To say that Bian Mu is really a good boss in some aspects, he is generous and does not care about it, and the occasional work is also a normal physiological need. Shao Kou can understand it, but he must be self-disciplined and must quit drinking. .

"I'll accompany you, you drink."

This means, if I don't drink, you can stand alone.

"You see me being nice to you again, don't you? Drink it, drink it."

A bottle of red wine on a horse, how strong it can be, can't keep up with the cap of a bottle of pure grain wine. It's always right every day. Whoever is the boss who always forgets should have a few large characters carved on his forehead, so that he can keep it. Follow the rules.

Get close to fill his cup, the man who is harnessing the horses, mighty and majestic, come, come, drink this cup, there are three more cups, persuade people to drink while shepherding the head once, but who can't talk nonsense, "Come, this cup Wine, toast you are a man."

Shao Kou was speechless, indeed, there was no reason not to drink, his Adam's apple rolled, and the sweetness returned instantly, "Well, when the time comes, I will build a shelf on the other side of the eaves and plant a few grapes, and I will make you some local wine in autumn. "

Grape rack?I haven't seen it.

"It will mature in autumn, so soon?"

He questioned how much fertilizer can grow so fast.

Shao Kou couldn't help but took another half sip, patted the table with his big hand, and nodded, "Well, grafted ones, where can I catch them now?"

The little painter's yard was empty and waterlogged. Although it was big, it was not very interesting. Then he made another suggestion, "The large fruit trees on the back hill are probably about to bud. Should we cut them in advance to avoid too much pollination, and the fruit trees will grow into buds?" Not too big and not too sweet."

Please don't ask him this kind of professional knowledge, he hasn't graduated yet.

"Wait for the professor to guide you, and you can fix it as you say. When the time comes, someone in the village will be idle and hire a day laborer. If you are familiar with it, you will do it."

The most important thing for Bianmu is money. Originally, he was recruited to plant fruit trees, but he was allowed to become a housekeeper, so the problem of manpower had to be repositioned.

"No problem, I upgraded and became a small contractor, hahaha."

Shao Kou's voice was always deep, and now he was laughing wantonly, but it was rare to have a hearty and open feeling. The man next to him kicked his stool ruthlessly, and muttered, "Don't be so blind."

Look at you, can you still make people laugh? He suddenly threw the wine glass, and his upper body was overwhelmed, and he asked with strong eyes, "Then can I be serious, huh?"

The pause in the middle was especially provocative, at least, Bian Mu's heart was itching slightly like a strand of hair mixed in for a moment, the goblet he was holding lifted up, touched the sharp outline of the man, and licked The back molars responded to him positively, "No."

To use a metaphor, if you are the Monkey King who has transformed into 72, then he is the Tathagata Buddha. If you are the tough weeds outside, then he is the entire grassland. It is clear at a glance who is wide and who is short.

Shao Kou is definitely not drunk, but he needs the trust and attention of this little artist, so he chooses to find another way, the more lonely he is, the more eager he is to find a partner whose soul is 100% compatible. He is good at psychological warfare, so the instruction he gave himself is to make this man inseparable from him, he must infiltrate him in all directions, and then swallow his pride and stubbornness little by little, turning him into an ordinary man. People, owning and being owned, are commonplace.

This is a war without gunpowder, and the heart is the main hunter. Whoever loses it first will die first, leaving the skeleton empty and not a human being.

Shao Kou still maintained the posture just now, but his arms were slightly tight, and the cold face against his face made him realize his failure even more, heh, good job, little painter.

"No, or not?"

What is the difference, anyway, there is a word.

Bian Mu withdrew his upper body just now, but it still felt like being surrounded by a man. He thought he had withdrawn, but in fact, he was still very close. When he turned his head, he would roll into one place.

"According to statistics, more than 40.00% of men get ink stains after drinking. It shows how bad your wine is. I regret it. I shouldn't think that something with more than ten degrees can knock you down. Oh, step aside, don't get excited fell off the chair."

The ink blot is obviously you.

It was still raining heavily. Sitting at the bar a few walls away, I could still hear the rustling sound of being smashed against the glass. Since I was drunk, I shouldn’t do anything out of the ordinary. I felt a little sorry for myself. After the food fight in the afternoon, in fact, he wanted to pry open the seam directly, and then run away with the sausage rolled up, but unfortunately, he still couldn't.

"Little ancestor, don't hurt me all the time, I don't have any confidence anymore."

The author has something to say: Shao Kou: Little ancestor, can you not harm me?

Bian Mu shook his head: No.

Shao Kou: I don’t feel confident anymore.

Bianmu: I am urging you to grow.

Shao Kou: Hold the whip and ride the horse?

Bian Mu: You.

Shao Kou: Huh?

Bian Mu: Holding the whip to spur you.