Bai Yueguang and the Little Wild Wolf[Entertainment]

Arrive at the rental house.

Jiang Qiao couldn't wait to hand over the things in his hands, went to Tang Mufan's room empty-handed, took a set of clean clothes casually, and rushed into the bathroom quickly.

When he came out after washing, Tang Mufan had already cooked the hot pot base, and a strong aroma wafted over, Jiang Qiao felt his soul was taken away.

"I get it, I get it, you 'bosses' are judged by their culinary skills."

Tang Mufan put the pot down in the center of the table, with his hands proudly on his hips, with an imperceptible smugness on his face.

"By the way, I want onions."

Xiaojiu clapped his hands excitedly, and then ran with a small garden outside his residential area.

"Brother Qiao, let me show you."

"What do you see?" Jiang Qiao thought it was some kind of treasure, but he saw Xiao Jiu squatting down in front of a basket of chives with a dirty braid.

As if sweeping away the haze of broken love, he proudly introduced like introducing his own children: "Every one, every root is grown by our own hands! Every bit of green is watered and raised by us with love."

Jiang Qiao endured it for a long time, but still couldn't help laughing.

"You guys... why are rock boys so different?"

"Ah." Xiaojiu scratched the back of his head in doubt, smiling honestly.

Jiang Qiao squatted down and had a new first time in his life - the first time to pick vegetables from the soil with his own hands.

After picking two handfuls of green onions, the two went home satisfied.

After Jiang Qiao handed over the dishes, he washed his hands and sat at the dining table all the time. Others either took the dishes, drinks, or paper towels, and ran non-stop, but he and Tang Mufan were the only ones sitting as firmly as Mount Tai.

Tang Mufan has been picking at his phone, not knowing what he is looking at.

After a while, when everyone was approaching the dining table, he buttoned his phone and threw it aside.

"Eat."

"Ow!"

Jiang Qiao heard the person on his right growl, almost deaf.

The dining table was quite noisy, the subwoofer was playing music continuously at the back, and everyone at the front table kept talking.

Jiang Qiao had never been exposed to such a noisy dining table before. Sometimes the partners in the studio would have such a lively dinner, but once he joined him, everyone would appear very restrained and dare not speak loudly, preferring to be in front of him The dish did not make a sound, his eyes stared with green light from the beginning to the end, and only after he left the table would he carefully let other colleagues pass it over...

Although Jiang Qiao said that he didn't mind, few people could completely let go in front of their boss.There have been several times like this, and he wisely only showed up when paying the bill.

But the brothers at this table today are completely different.

"Beef beef! Pass me that plate of beef from Brother Qiao."

"Take it and take it."

"Do you still drink the lemon flavor? It's the last bottle. If you don't drink it, I'll open it."

"You drink, you drink."

Even though he had experienced a few times of humility and starvation, Jiang Qiao still couldn't compete with others for food, but this did not prevent him from liking this atmosphere.

Jiang Qiao didn't eat much, but drank a little too much and was slightly tipsy.

He moved his legs to the stool, supported his heavy head, and looked at the laughing crowd at the dining table.

Blame him for having a lot of money, and he bought a lot of wine when he bought it well. In the end, everyone was blushing and dizzy.

Some words are hard to say when you are sober, and you can only shout out loud when you are drunk.

Xiaojiu suddenly pulled his braids, lowered his head and roared angrily: "What's wrong with me! I'm still young, as long as I work hard, is there anything I can't do?"

The baboon said: "It's okay, there is no grass anywhere in the world, bye bye, bye bye, the next one will be better."

Of course, some people are courageous when they are drunk, and others are extremely pessimistic when they are drunk.

Milk snorted the fur on the top of his head like a dog, with kind eyes, but his words were poisonous: "Hey, if you tell the truth, you are really no good. You are not as handsome as you are, your skin is not as white as mine, and your academic performance is not as good as that of a baboon. Well, the baboon was the top student in the province at the beginning, and after completing two years of credits in one year, he came out to wander the world with us, and you, a high school graduate, still can't play the drum well."

"Me, me, I'm not much better. I originally wanted to find a boyfriend in an open foreign country, but then I found out that they didn't want to be in a relationship at all and wanted to fuck me. Sleep and sleep. The size is not suitable. I was afraid of getting sick, and I didn't feel the rapid decline of my body and mind..."

A bunch of nonsense, Tang Mufan frowned, put milk into his mouth through a straw.

"Good!"

"Hmm." Milk held the straw in his mouth, and looked at him aggrievedly: "Just pick it up, what's wrong with it."

Jiang Qiao, who witnessed all this, finally couldn't help laughing out loud, and then his joy turned into sadness.

"Hahahahaha...fuck."

His head was tilted with a smile, and he rolled off the chair.

Tang Mufan cursed in a low voice, and came over to grab him on the ground again.

It seemed that Jiang Qiao's whole body was scattered, without any strength in his body, and Tang Mufan half-carried and half-dragged him back to the room.

Jiang Qiao was much heavier than he looked.

Putting his hands on his body, all he touched was a thin layer of tight muscles.

It looked like they had been exercising properly, so they didn't look like the group of decadent teenagers who slept during the day and had fun at night.

When Tang Mufan helped the man to the bedside, a thick layer of sweat was already forming on his forehead. He originally thought that he would be relieved by putting the man on the bed, but unexpectedly Jiang Qiao hooked him around his neck, and his waist straightened up When he got up, he was worth propping up the bed so hard that he wouldn't be all over Jiang Qiao's body.

"Hold."

"What do you want!"

Jiang Qiao couldn't remember anything, but he remembered that he fell and rolled around on the ground, and anyone who rolled on the ground must never go to bed.

"Take a shower, take...take me to the bathroom."

"..."

Tang Mufan stared at the blushing face under him, then at his stubbornly straightened waist.

The posture of the two of them at this moment is too wonderful to think about.

The boy didn't dare to think too much.

Tang Mufan had no choice but to move his hands to Jiang Qiao's waist, hugged him with difficulty and stood up again.

Standing up, Jiang Qiao didn't feel too good. The hand around Tang Mufan's neck touched his chin.

"Brother, you need to exercise."

Tang Mufan helped him to the bathroom, pushed him under the shower head, and his hand reached out from behind Jiang Qiao to reach the faucet.

The smoke was suppressed extremely low, and it fell together with the warm water.

"Brother, don't be too crazy." The ending sound had an obvious malicious smile.

Jiang Qiao sobered up instantly.

It was only at this time that I realized that the actions of the two of them at this time seemed like Tang Mufan was holding him in his arms, with one hand still supporting the wall, which looked very much like that wall...

He raised the hand hanging on Tang Mufan's arm, struggling to stand still on his own.

"You go out first, and I will rush a few times by myself."

Hot water had already poured down from the top of his head, drenching Jiang Qiao's white shirt. The translucent cloth wrapped his thin body, and the muscle lines were tight and smooth.

Tang Mufan looked away.

"Call me something."

"I am fine."