Master lend me two dollars

Xiang Tu went to the bank to withdraw 3 yuan.

He planned to give Zhou Qun's money today, and he stared at the little balance in his card.

Not too much, and it is expected that there will be no problem if he resigns next month. In fact, he did not expect that when he has so much money, at least he can be well-off now. Although raising Bai Hongxi is a problem, his boyfriend earns money His speed is not something that a petty citizen can look down upon.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Bai Hongxi.

-I'll bring you whatever you want to eat.

Bai Hongxi didn't reply to him for a long time, and Xiang Tu remembered that Bai Hongxi went to a show today.

He typed again quickly.

- Forgot that you were going to do a show, didn't you?

Xiang Tu smiled and put the phone in his pocket, feeling good.

When he owed money to Shan Hai before, Xiang Tu went to the gambling house. In his memory, he even wanted to hold his breath, in case he took a breath unexpectedly and became like them.

It was smoky and filthy.

A narrow and messy street, Zhou Qun's blockhouse is behind a shampoo shop.

When Xiang Tu opened the door and walked in, all eyes turned to him.

Some people even kept their expressions on their faces for a second, squinting and smiling, frowning, smoking cigarettes, and touching cards.

Several people immediately gathered around: "What are you here for?"

Xiang Tu glanced at them: "Look for Zhou Qun."

"who?"

"Brother Zhou is someone you can meet right away?"

"Report your name first."

"Xiang Tu." Xiang Tu looked at him and said.

An errand runner at the back said a few words to the headed one in front and ran into the back door. After a while, he poked his head out and said, "Come in."

Xiang Tu stepped on the broken cigarette butts all over the floor, opened the door and walked in with his eyes on the stage.

Zhou Qun was playing billiards, with a companion standing beside him.

Seeing that Zhou Qun didn't intend to speak, Xiang Tu threw an envelope containing money on the pool table to block the goal hole, and Zhou Qun looked up at him.

"I put the money here for you," Xiang Tu nodded and looked at Zhou Qun, "Peace comes first."

Zhou Qun smiled and poked Xiangtu's coat with the pole in his hand: "Actually, you gave it to me earlier, and we won't even have conflicts, right?"

Xiang Tu didn't speak.

"We shouldn't have any enmity in the first place. Xiang Shanhai and I are both in a business relationship. I'm at most a creditor." Zhou Qun pursed his lips and touched his chin. "Xiang Shanhai will never get out in this life, but I I really have to thank him, if I don’t use his shop, I don’t have the money to make it like this, don’t you think?”

Xiang Tu held Zhou Qun's pole with one hand and slammed it hard with his arm. The pole was broken abruptly, and Xiang Tu picked up the broken part and threw it hard against the wall behind Zhou Qun.

"Let's not run into each other again." Xiang Tu looked at him.

He is now able to face these very calmly.

Regardless of the loss or whatever, he just wanted to get rid of it.

That's it.

It's only a matter of time before people like Zhou Qun rely on such dirty means to make ends meet.

When Xiang Tu got home, he washed his face and wiped his hands, and saw that the screen of the phone on the table lit up.

-Come and see me live.

Xiang Tu smiled and nestled on the sofa, and kicked the child who was watching cartoons: "Why are you watching TV with your mouth open? There is no food on it."

Xiang Zhizhou clicked his tongue impatiently, keeping his eyes on the animation.

Xiangtu took a picture of the child with his mouth open and sent it to Bai Hongxi with his mobile phone, and then clicked on Weibo.

Apart from the few official blue Vs that the APP forced him to follow on his Weibo, Bai Hongxi was the only one.

Xiang Tu clicked in.

Bo Hongxi was lying on the table with a pair of glasses and making expressions for the camera.

The comments on the screen were so fast that he didn't even have time to read them.

There are also brushes for various gifts.

Xiangtu clicked in to see the price of the gift, and then cut out to look at Bai Hongxi's page, holding up the phone and had to sigh.

His boyfriend is indeed a money machine.

"I'm here to talk to you during the intermission," Bo Hongxi said.

-Is it because of the light? Why is it dark?

-look at those big eyes.

- What program did you record?

- Does Brother Bo sing?

-...

Xiang Tu reluctantly followed a few articles before surrendering, and changed his focus to Bo Hongxi, becoming obsessed with it.

"Brother, I'm hungry, I'm hungry." Xiang Zhizhou pushed him aside.

"Isn't there lotus root in the refrigerator, let's take it..." After Xiangtu finished speaking, he realized that the refrigerator is out of reach of children now, and there is nothing to eat in the freezer.

"Lotus root, early, morning, eat." Xiang Zhizhou complained to Brother Chao who was a little angry.

"...Hey," Xiang Tu sighed and pulled the child's hair, "Brother, I'll order you takeaway, what do you want to eat?"

"Fire, hot pot."

"Change to another one, forget about hot pot." Xiang Tu quit Weibo, switched to the takeaway place and threw the phone to the child, "You choose yourself."

Today's children are all fine.

He didn't know anything at his age.

He doesn't even know how many characters this child can recognize, does it all depend on looking at pictures?

"This?" The child picked one and held up the phone to him.

"Snail noodles?..." Xiangtu took his phone and clicked into the appliance to have a look.

It looks like the rice that Xiang Zhizhou would choose. It has soup and is spicy.

He ordered two bowls of mildly spicy and added two servings of vegetables and oiled fruits. There was also a hot soy milk seller in the store who ordered two bottles from Xiangtu.

Xiangtu was not used to it, but with the pickled peppers and chili peppers, he could only taste hot and sour. He could also accept the bamboo shoots, but the spicy two pieces made his mouth feel uncomfortable.

Children suck very fast. They never chew anything like rice noodles or noodles. It's like riding a roller coaster, directly into the stomach.

This is quite similar to Bai Hongxi.

Last time it was Guoqiao Rice Noodles, just like this, it sucks fast.

"Eat slowly," Xiang Tu flicked his finger on the table, "It's like someone is chasing you."

"……hungry."

Xiangtu sighed, he forgot to take a picture of his fans with Bo Hongxi just now, he is probably doing a show right now, and he doesn’t have time to look at his phone, so Xiangtu turned on the camera and recorded a video of a child eating and sent it to Bo Hongxi past.

After eating, Xiang Tu took a bath for Xiang Zhizhou, read the materials on the sofa for a while, and Bai Hongxi came back.

"What kind of smell is this..." Bo Hongxi stood beside the shoe cabinet, wrinkled his nose and sniffed.

"Snail noodles," Xiang Tu said, "the kid ordered it, have you eaten yet?"

Bai Hongxi shook his head, put on slippers and nestled on the sofa: "It's delicious, I want to eat it too, order me a copy."

Xiang Tu ordered another portion like the one just now: "Slightly spicy, medium spicy, extra spicy, which one do you want?"

"Medium spicy," Bo Hongxi leaned his head on Xiangtu, "I quite like this. I ate authentic local ones when I was on a business trip to the south. I like hot, sour, hot."

"I'm afraid you are Xiang Zhizhou's brother." Xiang Tu said with a smile, "I love food, spicy food, and sour food."

"Give me a Pad Thai." Bai Hongxi rolled over, pressing his hands under his chin, "What time do you go to work?"

"There are still two days left in the annual leave," Xiang Tu squeezed his waist.

Bai Hongxi sighed, and skillfully took a piece of candy from the coffee table and stuffed it into his mouth: "I planned to go to another place, but I messed up this show."

Xiang Tu, who was on vacation abroad in those few days, has never felt so tired.

Physically and mentally exhausted, I almost foamed at the mouth.

Airsick and dizzy, I can't wait to open the window of the plane to take two breaths of fresh air above the clouds.

He won't want to go out and play anytime soon.

"Go ahead, aren't you tired?" Xiang Tu said, "The machine also needs to be charged."

"That's because of your airsickness. Let's take a boat next time." Bai Hongxi turned his head to look at the picture.

Xiang Tu put his hand on the back of his head, and rubbed Bo Hongxi's facial features to the bottom like a rolling egg: "Lie down."

"Hey, haven't the royal relatives been picked up yet? I miss the prince." Bo Hongxi said with a sullen head.

"Jiang Feng's parents like it very much. They said they want to raise it for another two days, and I will pick it up the day after tomorrow." Xiang Tu said.

After pinching for a while, the takeaway ordered by Xiangtu arrived. Bai Hongxi sat on the sofa and ate rice noodles, while Xiangtu read the information on the side.

After a while, Xiangtu could feel Bo Hongxi glance over here.

Xiangtu finally couldn't bear it anymore, put down the book and looked at Bo Hongxi with a smile: "Is it not tasty enough, check me from time to time to add some ingredients."

Bai Hongxi put down the bowl and couldn't help laughing: "That's right, it's not as spicy as yours."

"Get out," Xiang Tu glanced into his bowl, it was a thick layer of red.

Bai Hongxi took a sip of soy milk: "If you often wear glasses, I won't be so fresh. After finally wearing them once, I don't want to save a few more eyes."

Xiang Tu choked with a smile: "Do you have a fetish?"

"Yes," Bai Hongxi nodded, "I like both stockings and uniforms."

"Fuck..." Xiang Tu threw the information on the table, unable to read it anymore.

Bai Hongxi quickly finished eating the remaining powder, moved his face to Xiangtu's side, and kissed Xiangtu on the mouth.

A mouthful of oil.

"Are you fucking disgusting?" Xiang Tu took out a piece of paper and rubbed it on his mouth back and forth, and took a few more papers after wiping, and then wiped Bo Hongxi's mouth while pressing his head.

"Day, it's too skinny," Bo Hongxi struggled, "The offer is over, you still don't know what to do if I kiss you."

"Don't move!"

Xiangtu threw the paper into the trash can and pulled Bo Hongxi up: "Don't you like glasses? You can mention it if you like it in the future. It's no problem to fuck you with glasses."