White-eyed wolf

When eating, Yu Yun mostly didn't speak, he chewed slowly and had a good self-cultivation.

When it comes to eating, although he is not very picky, he has his own particulars.For example, he absolutely does not eat food from roadside food stalls, as it is unclean; another example, he does not eat fried barbecue and other non-special circumstances, which cause cancer.When he was in college, everyone complained that the school cafeteria was unpalatable, but he was able to eat three meals a day for five years because the cafeteria was more reassuring.Even when he is in a hurry to eat instant noodles, he only recognizes the shrimp and fish pan noodles, and Mizhi firmly believes that this taste is healthier than others.

It sounds like a lot of things, but in fact Yu Yun is very accommodating to others when making dinner appointments. He belongs to the kind of person who does not eat coriander but does not deprive others of their right to eat coriander.If you don't like it, just eat less or not eat it, and you won't say it to make people feel uncomfortable.

So even if he had some resistance to the seafood that Shen Zhao packed back from nowhere, he would not face him face to face.

The restaurant Shen Zhao chose is one of the best in H City in terms of sanitary conditions and cooking skills. He himself likes it very much and has been there many times before, so he also wants to share it with Yu Yun.

However, almost half of the meal was eaten, and Yu Yun didn't take a few bites of the dishes he brought back, which made Shen Zhao a little annoyed.

"I said," Shen Zhao stopped his chopsticks, "Why don't you eat it? Don't you get tired of eating clear soup every day?"

Yu Yun paused for a moment, and lied casually: "I'm allergic to seafood."

"Seafood allergy?" Shen Zhao frowned, "I didn't know you were allergic to seafood before."

"You didn't ask before." Yu Yun said.

Shen Zhao choked for a moment, replied "Oh" in a daze, and lowered his head to pick up the rice.

After a while, Shen Zhao suddenly raised his head again: "Then are you okay seeing them? I have a friend, just that one, Xie Minghui. He is allergic to peanuts. Not only can't eat them, but he feels uncomfortable when he sees them."

Xie Minghui?Peanut allergy?

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the heart.Perhaps because of professional sensitivity, Yu Yun has an extremely keen antennae for this kind of information. He held his chopsticks and stared at the table for a long time, and did not answer for a long time.

"Hey," Shen Zhao knocked on Yu Yun's bowl, "Are you okay?"

Yu Yun came back to his senses, and quickly returned to normal: "I'm fine."

Shen Zhao was dubious: "You didn't look well just now."

"...You read it wrong," Yu Yun thought for a while, and explained, "If you just look at it, the allergens will not enter the body. Without allergens, the body will not have an abnormal immune response, and it will not cause hyperactivity. Allergic reactions, so in theory, it’s fine. However, some people do keep their allergens at a respectful distance, especially those with severe allergic symptoms, which can be regarded as a kind of psychological self-defense.”

"..." Shen Zhao looked at him in silence for a moment, "You just need to talk so much as usual."

Only then did Yu Yun realize that she had just said such a long sentence, so she pursed her lips and remained silent.

Until the meal was over, the two of them didn't speak again.

Shen Zhao went out and finished throwing out the garbage, and when he came back, Yu Yun was washing dishes in the kitchen.

The sleeves are rolled up to the elbows, revealing two lean forearms. The bones and muscles are very well-proportioned, and the skin is white and transparent. The most exquisite thing is the pair of long and handsome hands. Inexplicably showing a sense of pious ritual, as if doing a very sacred thing.

Shen Zhao looked at the kitchen door for a long time before walking in, and then suddenly wrapped her arms around Yu Yun's waist from behind.

Yu Yun was taken aback, the bowl was not stable for a while, and fell back into the sink with a "bang".

"What are you doing?" Yu Yun was on alert all of a sudden, and struggled violently twice.

Shen Zhao tightened his grip on him, put his head on his shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't move, I'll hold you for a while, and you wash yours."

Yu Yun didn't move, and neither did he move. After standing there for a long while, he said with difficulty: "Let me go, I can't wash the dishes like this."

"I won't let it go," Shen Zhao licked Yu Yun's back neck with bad intentions, and said jokingly, "Brother, don't you believe me to fuck you here? After all, we haven't done it in the kitchen yet... ..."

Yu Yun was irritated at once, trembling with anger, he broke away from Shen Zhao violently, turned around, raised his hand, and swung it down.

Shen Zhao didn't expect his strength to be so strong for a moment, but years of fighting training gave him a faster reaction speed than ordinary people when he was attacked. Shen Zhao withdrew his head almost at the same time, and then grabbed Yu Yun's wrist.

Yu Yun twitched his hand, and Shen Zhao pulled him into his arms with all his strength.

"Don't be angry," Shen Zhao smiled and said in Yu Yun's ear, "I'm just joking."

Shen Zhao has always been able to say what he can do, Yu Yun doesn't know how true or false his joke is, and Yu Yun has always been very disgusted with the taboo relationship between him and Shen Zhao, it can be said that he has never Haven't really accepted it in my heart.

Yu Yun hated Shen Zhao talking about this kind of thing over and over again, hated him deliberately calling him brother during sex, the more he didn't want to admit it, the more Shen Zhao reminded him that he was fucked by his own brother, once again.

"Pa——" There was a crisp sound, and a slap landed firmly on Shen Zhao's face.

The air fell into a suffocating silence for a moment, only the water dripped from the unscrewed faucet and hit the porcelain bowl, making a ticking sound.

The smile on Shen Zhao's face had completely disappeared, his cheeks slowly showed red marks from the beating, swollen and painful, blood vessels were throbbing, he pressed his tongue against the inner wall of the mouth that was slapped: "You fucking ..."

Yu Yun took half a step back, staring at Shen Zhao stiffly, the color of her lips faded.

This kind of subtle movement revealed his subconscious fear, Shen Zhao saw it in his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried his best to suppress the urge to hit someone.

"I can go," Shen Zhao put Yu Yun's shoulder and pulled him towards him, so that their faces were quite close. He glanced at the sink, and then patted Yu Yun's face. He said deeply, "Remember to wash it clean."

This sentence has several meanings, Yu Yun is very clear.

It wasn't until Shen Zhao walked out of the kitchen for a while that his tense nerves gradually relaxed, replaced by deep powerlessness and boredom.

Yu Yun took a few steps back, leaned against the sink, closed his eyes, and pressed his temples wearily.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he slowly opened his eyes, took out the mobile phone in his pocket, and searched for a while to find a text message from more than half a month ago.

"Have you decided yet?"

Yu Yun stared at the short six words for dozens of seconds, without blinking his eyes until he was out of focus and his vision was blurred.

The dripping water was still ticking behind him, and the bowl leaning on the plate couldn't bear the weight, and slid down with a "crash".

Yu Yun came back to his senses, glanced at the situation in the pool, his eyes gradually focused, as if he had made a decision like this.

He first set the speed dial of all the dial keys on the phone to the number of the text message just now, and then called Hu Hao.

After only two beeps on the phone, the other party connected.

"Hello?" Hu Hao asked.

Yu Yun didn't make a sound, and pressed the side button of the phone to turn down the volume of the call.

"Hello? Junior brother? Are you okay?"

"Hello? Why don't you talk?"

"Hey……"

"..."

It wasn't until Hu Hao's voice completely disappeared that Yu Yun put the phone to his ear: "Sorry brother, I accidentally pressed the wrong button just now, I'm fine."

"...Oh," Hu Hao suddenly realized, "No wonder I fed you for a long time..."

"Hang up first."

"Beep, beep, beep..."

Before Hu Hao finished speaking, a busy tone came from the phone.

"Hey, hang up so fast!"