lifetime

After waking up early in the morning, rushing through the night, and being exhausted, he felt that he was dying of hunger, so he pushed him, "I want to eat shrimp ball soup, and fried deep-sea small salted fish."

The water bed swayed twice, the heat gradually dissipated, just after taking a shower, the hair was half wet and sticking to the top of the head, neatly put on a black vest, dragged a pair of slippers and went downstairs, the shrimp balls were freshly pinched, first the small salted fish After soaking, boil lily and bird’s nest porridge in a porcelain pot, fry fresh bamboo shoots, put sweet garlic soaked in vinegar in a small dish, and throw the white cloth on the table into a corner, no matter how it looks or is an eyesore. The bottle is also left aside, how many people are there in total, for such a big table, the two corner seats are packed, and they are still sitting at a right angle, so that it is convenient for him to steal a kiss, hehehe.

Bian Mu's legs were obviously a little weak, and he slowed down in a buoyant manner, with a listless look, and when he came down, he complained when he saw people, "Are you a vixen by nature, who specializes in sucking people's blood?"

The big man in the kitchen wearing a floral apron put the shrimp balls into the pot, and answered with a grin, "Wrong, I am a black fur monster, and you are a vixen who specially seduces me to commit a crime."

Not afraid of blaspheming the gods, these two bastards.

"Get out, hey, I feel pain everywhere, tell me, how do you feel so good when you turn around, it feels like you were hit by a train?"

The structure of a man should be, ahem, the creator of the sky should have made it casually.

Shao Kou smiled, and went over with the soup, seeing that his complexion was indeed not very good, no, I have to make up, "Eat, I will massage your waist later, so you can relax."

Farewell, you fucking keep pressing on the bed, and when you press it back and forth, it rolls into a pile.

"Then don't stretch out your magic hand to me, let's go shopping in the mall and buy a more comfortable bed."

The water bed is great, it can move on its own, the best assist for saving effort, he doesn't want to change it, what to do if it is swollen.

"Well, okay, actually, that bed is quite comfortable."

The emoji with endless aftertaste was thrown by Bian Mu in disgust, "Now I feel uncomfortable, okay?"

This silly big guy, as if he had suddenly discovered a new world, continuously exploited the various angles and postures of the water bed, he is just a fucking dog.

Alas, wrinkles are the easiest to get when you are angry, "Okay, ancestor, I will listen to you, open your mouth, ah..."

After feeding nearly a bowl of rice and half a bowl of soup spoon by spoon, he ate all of his food. After cleaning up, he went upstairs to find him. Sure enough, he fell asleep in the cradle in front of the French window. , Quiet and serene, Shao Kou squatted in front of him, raised his hand and gently touched his chin, it was a little green, I don't know if it was knocked when he was making a fuss, he squatted until his legs felt numb, and then Standing up crookedly, he took the book from the shelf, leaned against the glass and opened it. This kind of day is what he yearned for the most. He let go of all responsibilities and felt relaxed for the first time. He didn’t need to be a double-faced person. , This feeling of being completely shone in the sun is really fucking good.

At about ten o’clock, there was a slight sound downstairs. It might be Auntie Hour. Shao Kou didn’t move, and continued to read under the sun. Soon, there will be no sound downstairs. Let’s get something to eat for the little ancestor at noon. What about Bu Bu, um, cow eggs?Deer whip?

Seeing him sleeping soundly, close the curtains and go downstairs, take out a box of cuttlefish roe, and snow clam oil, soak it in warm water, wait for him to wake up and stew it, put a lot of rock sugar at the bottom of the jar, broccoli Fried potato chips, and some vermicelli, um, let’s make vermicelli seaweed and dried shrimp soup. Bian Mu was hooked by the taste of rice, and he hugged his waist and muttered, "What the hell did you get? It smells delicious."

This ancestor is difficult to serve.

He turned around and pecked his lips, and sighed lightly, the softness of the little painter always made him want to ravage to his heart's content.

"To replenish your body, I will feed you in a while."

Heh, what I hate the most is to make up the body. His body is as strong as a cow, easy to cut?

"Eat it yourself."

Let go of him, just as he was about to retreat, he was caught back by a huge force, and he was pressed against the console and couldn't move. This rough guy is so anxious every time, and when he really goes into battle, he shrinks back It's not his personality not to bury him, "When you have the ability to shoot real bullets, are you so domineering?"

Shao Kou didn't do anything to him, why did he suddenly bring up this issue, and was forced to swallow back what he just wanted to scold him.

"What's wrong with me?"

You describe one, let me listen.

"Hmph, you are very like a tortoise, slowly stretching out your head little by little, as if afraid of being frightened, I am worried for you."

Heh, this ugly bastard.

Pick him up and flip him over on the marble surface, hit his butt like a slap, make your mouth poisonous, and hate him all day long, where did you get so angry?

"You say one more?"

Bian Mu was furious, you old bastard, you dare to hit him, it's against you.

"I just said what's wrong, you can try to hit me again?"

Huo froze holding him between his legs, and Shao Kou resolutely slapped him twice again. He didn't have any strength, and hit him really hard.

"Just try it."

The two people in this room were fighting or they were kissing and cursing, or they were in love. The password door of the other room was opened. As soon as they entered, they saw such an exciting scene. Ms. Yuan's heart was broken. This giant strong man pressed the spanking man , her son who grew up eating ice cubes?

Shao Kou turned his head first, and then Bian Mu. The two were in different states. Shao Kou didn't know each other, and he also held the heart of his old father who wanted to teach the little painter a lesson. His face as a boss.

Bian Mu, on the other hand, was full of worry, and ignored the woman standing at the door. She turned around and kicked his calf, pointing at his nose and scolding, "I'm giving you some color again, right? You dare to do it again!" , get down on the ground..."

With a stern roar, he pulled out the bone-chopping knife from the shelf behind. Shao Kou's eyes darkened, his steps staggered, and his arm hit his wrist vigorously. The other hand took the opportunity to grab it and fell to the ground with a bang, "Bian Mu, what is this?" It's your second time to use the knife, and I'm warning you, if it happens again, I'll have to make you a little red, don't think I can always be used to you."

Shao Kou's expression was gloomy and cold, and he sternly ruthless him, don't think that everything will be safe every time.

Before Bian Mu could speak, Ms. Yuan from behind came over angrily and pointed at his nose with Bian Mu's same expression and scolded, "Who are you? It's your turn to teach my son a lesson. Get lost while I'm not angry. "

son?The little painter's mother?

Bian Mu frowned and watched the big man shrivel his tail. He was really angry just now, but that was their business, and it had nothing to do with others. He couldn't bear to be taught by anyone but himself. He pointed at the door and spoke coldly to the original The lady said, "Go away if you have nothing to do, you don't need to worry about our affairs."

What kind of discrimination is this?Ms. Yuan was injured for a moment, and then she returned to her usual demeanor. She has always believed that Bian Mu is like this, just because she gave too little company, so what can be done, she was very sober among the dance and her son in those years Choose a more important one.

Therefore, the current situation is acceptable. Anyway, she still dances. She changed into the same indifferent face, sat on the sofa by herself, and waved to the nanny who followed behind, "Pour a glass of warm water."

Pointing to the big man standing in the kitchen, he asked, "You have to have a sense of proportion when fighting between good friends. Forget it, if you are unhappy, mom won't talk about it. Why don't you go home when you come back?"

The word "going home" is definitely unfamiliar.

Bian Mu didn't move, he glanced at Shao Kou who was dumbfounded, and raised his head arrogantly, he was the final winner.

"If you have something to say, just say it."

The last time I called, I said that the girl from so-and-so's family had a good temper, so it was probably the same shit.

Ms. Yuan took a sip of water to moisturize her throat. Getting angry just now affected her throat too much, so she can't do this in the future.

"My mother leads the family's daughter. She is very outstanding. She also has a Ph.D. She works in Paris. This time she returns to China for a long time. It's just a good time for you to get to know each other so that you can take care of her."

The meaning is obvious, it is really generous of a mother to sell her son as a slave.

"I'm not going, I'm not free."

The blunt answer did not make Ms. Yuan angry. After all, she was already mentally prepared, and she said, "Then I will talk to your father. My son is so old, he must start a family and start a business. He only cares about earning money every day." Money, it’s in the eyes of money, I was just..."

The words stopped on the lips, suppressed the irritable mood, took another sip of water, turned around and said to the nanny gracefully, "It's cold, change to a glass."

Shao Kou, who was standing there as the background wall, nodded his head, and he followed his mother's vigor to die.

"No, you want to drink water and go home to drink."

He was so annoyed and panicked that he always felt that his happiness was getting less and less, so it was shameful that someone insisted on defrauding him of some more.

"Is this the attitude you and your mother should have? Anyway, the location has already been set. It's in Liyuanzhai, at five o'clock in the evening. If you don't go, mother's face will be lost. You can figure it out."

Who cares if you lose face or face, just leave now.

Ms. Yuan got in the car and went out, only to feel that something was wrong. What were the two men doing just now?

The nanny followed closely, not daring to offend the young master.

Shao Kou turned back and continued cooking, but ignored Bian Mu. The matter just now is not over yet, and using a knife is the most taboo.

The man behind was already annoying, so he went upstairs to chant sutras with a rosary in his hand, so as not to be upset and irritable, and to avoid becoming crazy and becoming a demon.

Naturally, no one ate lunch, and Shao Kou didn't want to eat it either. If he couldn't pull him down to go along with him, he was afraid of losing the initiative he should have in the Cold War. Besides, he was going to teach him a lesson.

As for Bian Mu, he was arrogantly waiting for someone to coax him. He didn't think it was a big deal. As a result, it was getting dark and the bastard hadn't come up yet. Hmph, you wait.

He took a shower, changed his clothes, and went downstairs handsomely shaking his hair. At a glance, he saw the man sitting by the swimming pool. He was still wearing a black vest with bulging muscles. He had truly seen his strength and grabbed the car keys. He opened the door and heard him ask, "Why are you going?"

Shao Kou was looking at the reflection boredly, when he heard a voice subconsciously raised his head and asked him, he didn't ask for peace.

"Blind date, will you accompany me?"

Looking at the clock, it was almost five o'clock, which was quite on time.

"No, go by yourself, eat more food, I won't do it at night."

Fuck, I'm so relieved, go on a blind date, have dinner with a girl, and then open a room happily, and do something elegant and powerful.

"Do you like to do it or not."

You silly X.

Liyuanzhai is a pseudo-art palace where high-end and literature coexist. The corridors are filled with masterpieces of Van Gogh. There is a piano in the open space of the hall. Bian Mu came in to mention his mother’s name and was taken to a corner by the window. Here, relatively speaking, it is more concealed, but in fact, it is to be able to see the woman behind the piano more clearly. The waist shape of the back is perfect. Smacking his lips, he feels that the waist of the old man is more powerful.

The girl played a high-level piece. After the curtain call, she walked over and smiled just right, "Hello, I'm Qin Ting, Qinhe Zhihuai, hiring Tingting."

Huaihe River is a place where singing girls gather, right?

Bianmu nodded, and the girl opposite sat down. The pre-dinner dessert was a cherry cake. She picked a small bite and started talking to him, "You guys don't like sweet things, right? This sweetness is okay, don't you try it? ?”

Not sweet, do not eat.

The first time she came down, she saw him, like fate among the vast crowd, this boy was born with a flashlight.

Seeing that he didn't move, he asked again, "What spare time activities do you have, I have dabbled in all kinds of activities."

This time the boy on the opposite side answered, and his voice was as magnetic and refined as she had imagined. However, the answer was not what she had expected, it was out of line.

"I like men, and I also like being fucked. Have you dabbled in it?"

The author has something to say: Bian Mu: Is my answer handsome?

Shao Kou: You can choke her to death.

Bian Mu: I just want to choke you to death.

Shao Kou: You are good, but it is not enough.

Bian Mu: Then how to practice?

Shao Kou: Combined body and double cultivation should be the best.

ps: silently, I am Britney...