The reborn male god is a foodie

Tang Shaoke gently kissed the corners of Su Yu's eyes, wiping away the tears bit by bit. The corners of his mouth felt salty and bitter, but he just rubbed Su Yu into his arms harder. It is necessary to knead Su Yu's whole body into his flesh and blood, and in his life, he will never be separated again.

Su Yu's low sobs gradually amplified, and he threw himself into Tang Shaoke's arms, crying out of breath. Tang Shaoke believed in him completely without hesitation for something that even he himself thought was unbelievable. Yes, Su Yu still Su Yu, but Tang Shaoke is not Qiu Han.

Su Yu cried hard, and all the heaviness in his heart was swept away, including hatred, anger, and regret.

Raising his eyes, Tang Shaoke's clothes that he had just changed were covered in water, the color of a map. Su Yu pulled Tang Shaoke's clothes in embarrassment, and refused to get up.

Tang Shaoke's doting smile was a little smug, rubbed Su Yu's broken hair, and whispered in his ear: "You stained my clothes, why don't you make it up to me? Do something you should do at this time."

"Huh?" The protracted ending sounded seductive, looking at the male god who had returned to his usual funny style, Su Yu raised his eyes silently, got up and went to the bathroom.

Tang Shaoke quickly turned over the sofa, his face full of surprise, "Is this for a mandarin duck bath?"

Looking at the clothes scattered on the floor within five seconds and Tang Shaoke who was almost naked, Su Yu stood at the door of the bathroom with a hair dryer and rolled his eyes speechlessly.

#男神You are so dirty, do your fans know it? #

I just glanced at him involuntarily. Tang Shaoke's figure is indeed good. Although it is not the kind of muscle that swells to the point of exploding, it is full of oriental line beauty. The proportion of the body is well-proportioned, and the six-pack abs can still be seen. contour.

The corner of his eyes kept looking down, and his eyes suddenly froze, locked on the only part of Tang Shaoke's body that was still covered.

Rubbing between his brows, Su Yu was a little messy. He just picked up one casually, but didn't notice that there was a big s reflected on the fiery red color, and Superman's underwear actually had an adult's shape?

Ignoring Tang Shaoke who was posing, Su Yu walked over without looking sideways, plugged in the socket, patted the sofa, and looked at Tang Shaoke calmly, "Come here and blow your hair."

Tang Shaoke pursed his mouth, and turned his small eyes with grievance, "I've taken off my pants, so you just show me this?"

"come over."

"Oh." Seeing that Su Yu wanted to smile, and his face looked better, Tang Shaoke pursed his lips, quickly got dressed with a smile, half-lyed on Su Yu's lap, and asked him to blow his hair.

Su Yu's palm gently pulled on Tang Shaoke's broken hair, and the hair dryer was blown back and forth on a strong setting.

Tang Shaoke squinted his eyes comfortably, enjoying this kind of warmth quietly, but not long after, the strong wind blew straight, his scalp was scalded and a little numb, and Su Yu didn't move. Tang Shaoke sat up and saw that Su Yu was already leaning on the sofa He fell asleep on the bed, and the hair dryer was still pointing in his direction.

Carefully wound the wire around, unplugged the hair dryer and put it on the table, looking at Su Yu with distressed eyes, this little idiot had an accident during the filming, dealt with the matter, and was in a hurry to catch the plane, and he cried just now, probably Is exhausted.

Tang Shaoke hugged Su Yu, frowned and muttered, "This is too thin."

He was carried directly to the bed, climbed onto the bed from the other side, hugged Su Yu in his arms, and secretly kissed a few times, and then fell asleep peacefully together.

It was already 04:30 in the morning in the United States, and there were few people on the street. The Japanese restaurant on the corner came out amidst the nodding and bowing thanks of several Japanese waiters.

Mi Wei rubbed his round belly, hiccupped twice from time to time, and when he heard the Japanese waiter's poor English, he winked at Fang Hao and secretly smiled happily. Fang Hao took Mi Wei's shoulders and put him He tilted his head towards his shoulder so that no one could see his smile.

Shrugging his shoulders, he walked a few steps forward. Fang Hao looked back and saw that the waiters had already entered the shop. Looking at Mi Wei's flushed face, he said angrily, "If you want to laugh, just laugh." Laugh, they're already in."

Hearing Fang Hao's words, Mi Wei grinned and laughed a little out of breath. Fang Hao frowned to help Mi Wei calm down, and looked at him speechlessly, "Is it so funny?"

"That's right, you didn't see that the waiter was completely dumbfounded." Mi Wei proudly showed off his unauthentic Dongbei accent. In the restaurant just now, the waiter's English was not good. Listening to him The Northeast-accented English, which was deliberately adjusted, froze in place at that time, looking at them pitifully.

Looking at Mi Wei's joy, Fang Hao didn't stop him, he let him tease him jokingly, and then rescued the waiter with fluent Japanese, but he was embarrassed and sent two extra plates of sushi to express his apology. It made him very embarrassed, and while Mi Wei was going to the bathroom, he stuffed a few extra receipts for the unlucky waiter.

#方家追妻实务第一条, Daughter-in-law will always support what she wants to do, and to settle the mess, she must take advantage of her absence and not let her lose her share#

Mi Wei was a little stuffed, so Fang Hao went to a pharmacy and bought a box of Jianwei Xiaoshi tablets, and then walked aimlessly on the street, not talking but not feeling embarrassed.

Mi Wei was half a step behind, and secretly glanced at Fang Hao's rolled up sleeves.

The watch Fang Hao was wearing was exactly the same as his, the same brand, the same model, and even the same size. Mi Wei looked at Fang Hao's thin and tall back, and thought of what Tang Shaoke said, and felt a little confused. , what is the relationship?

Thinking of these things, Mi Wei's footsteps slowed down unconsciously. Fang Hao walked a few steps and looked back to see that Mi Wei was still taking small steps slowly, with a smile in his eyes. step.

Mi Wei was walking forward completely unconsciously, without noticing that there was someone blocking the way in front of him at all, and bumped straight into it, Fang Hao bent over with a smirk.

The four eyes met, the warmth of the corners of the mouth made Mi Wei a little dazed, and subconsciously pursed his lips.

The put lips are a bit thin, but soft, and a kiss has a faint smell of wasabi and sashimi. Thinking of the fresh and tender sashimi, Mi Wei couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking it.

Fang Hao's eyes were burning hot, and he let Mi Wei lick him unknowingly, like a kitten sucking milk, as if his lips had lost their taste, Mi Wei raised his head with a little aggrieved look in his eyes.

"There is more." Fang Hao smirked, and pulled the idiot in front of him into his arms involuntarily, clasped his head with his palm, and slipped the tip of his tongue into his mouth with ease, teasing wantonly, the body fluid exchange between his lips and teeth, all with A faint mustard smell, a little choking.

Mi Wei stared blankly at Fang Hao, expressing dissatisfaction vaguely, "It's a lie, it's all mustard, it doesn't taste like sashimi."

Fang Hao bit Mi Wei's lip, raised his eyebrows demonstratively, and pressed it tightly without leaving any gaps.

On the cold street, one or two passers-by occasionally walked past with a smile, no one despised or disturbed.

The time seems to have been frozen for a long time, until Mi Wei's breathing became a little short, Fang Hao let go of the idiot, and asked with a smile, "Is the sashimi delicious?"

Mi Wei covered his mouth, a little at a loss. He kissed a man, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, his heart was slightly throbbing. That feeling seemed to be anticipation.

There was still some tingling feeling on his lips, Fang Hao kissed Mi Wei's red and swollen lips, smiled and took his hand.

"Us? Uh, what is it?" Mi Wei was stunned before he could react.

"Friend." Fang Hao smiled softly.

The palms clasped with ten fingers were obviously scorchingly hot, but Mi Wei felt an indescribable loss in his heart. He raised his eyes, and Fang Hao's expression was calm, as if he wasn't as nervous as him at all, so it's okay after everything is like this only friends?

Fang Hao glanced sideways, and the corners of his mouth curled up a little more. The two of them walked quietly on the street with their own concerns in silence.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the sky was getting brighter, Mi Wei yawned, rubbed the corners of his sleepy eyes, and couldn't help asking, "How long do we have to go?"

The soles of his feet hurt a little. It has been a long time since he became Tang Shaoke's manager. When he went out, someone would always call Mi Ge courteously, and sometimes he would feel ecstatic.

Fang Hao looked at Mi Wei who was full of grievances, smiled softly, and said softly, "Here we are."

Miwei raised his eyes. It is the World Trade Center in the old city, which is considered a landmark building, but compared with the city center, it is just a large shopping mall. Besides, "It's not time to open yet, do you want to Do you go shopping?"

Fang Hao shook his head, pointed at the pitch-black building, and said only one word, "Look."

Mi Wei looked up, and there was a huge clock on the roof, the hour hand just pointed to six o'clock. Suddenly, the lights on the outside of the building flickered like a relay, turning into a row of letters: .

The closed electronic door suddenly opened wide, and the person holding the musical instrument walked out with a smile, and began to play music on the spot, including violin, cello, clarinet, saxophone, and the addition of various music without any abruptness.

The old man in a tuxedo was playing the accordion with a smile on his face, with blessings in his light blue eyes, followed by dozens of people, men and women, holding hands and forming a circle around Fang Hao and Mi Wei.

Everyone hummed the song to the tune. It seemed to be an English song. Mi Wei didn't quite understand it, but the song was very cheerful, and the atmosphere of the scene instantly heated up.

Fang Hao performed a standard knight salute, like a hero in the medieval age, kissed the back of Mi Wei's hand, knelt down on one knee, took out a box from his pocket with a smile, and solemnly opened it.

Inside are two rings, which are exactly the same. The geometric patterns made of exquisite broken diamonds have a different kind of beauty. The inner circle of the ring is engraved with the day they met, and also engraved with the simplest and simplest words.

love.

The surrounding music stopped, and everyone waited with bated breath.

Fang Hao also suppressed his smile, and looked at Mi Wei seriously, "Idiot, although you are always acting stupid, you still let me fall into your pit, and I don't want to come out. The ring I designed will never be exactly the same in the world, just like my heart, I can’t give it to anyone else except you.”

"Mi Wei, accompany me until I grow old."