Dedicated to the unfathomable gold master

Eating New Year's Eve dinner is essential for Chinese New Year.

I don't know which hotel I booked. The studio where Zheng He was located happened to be on the west side of the city and the east side of the city. There was a distance of hundreds of miles between them. Apart from the travel time, I didn't even have time to buy groceries.

Seeing that Zheng He was a little irritable, Mr. Bai suggested, "Why don't I stay next to the studio for a night, tomorrow will be over."

"Beside the studio, there is still a forest besides the forest. We live in a temporary wooden house. How can it look like New Year's? No, we have to go to that hotel! Wait, I will check the map." Zheng He He bowed his head and rummaged around.

Mr. Bai doesn't care much about the word 'year'. Maybe he was abroad when he was young, and he has never been exposed to the meaning of reunion, otherwise he would not abandon his father and son on impulse and run to Zheng He. met.

Zheng He worked for a long time, and found a shortcut on the map, and this route passed a large foreign chain store. He excitedly showed his mobile phone to Mr. Bai. On the screen, I didn’t know what to press wrongly, and the road map was lost.

"Mr. Bai! You are really..." Zheng He complained angrily, lowering his head to find out what he just said.

Mr. Bai hugged Zheng He's hand that was still holding the phone, and said, "No need to look for it, I've written it down."

Zheng He wondered: "Really?"

Mr. Bai smiled lightly: "You can't trust me?"

Zheng He shook his head quickly.

Mr. Bai thought for a while, and said: "There will be an intersection about 500 meters ahead, turn left and continue straight, pass Zhonghuan Road and enter Shuangxing Road, turn into the third alley on Shuangxing Road, and you should be able to see it after about 800 meters From the supermarket with flashing red dots, walk west all the way from the supermarket, then turn into Zhonghuan Road, go around Qinghe District E and enter Silu Road, and go straight all the way to the hotel.”

Coincidentally, Zheng He found the picture just now while Mr. Bai was talking, followed Mr. Bai's instructions to search all the way, and it turned out to be exactly what he said.

Zheng He was dumbfounded, and stared dumbfounded at Mr. Bai who started the car.

Parking the car at the entrance of the supermarket, Mr. Bai was shocked by a dense group of people as soon as he entered. Zheng He led him to rush to grab a shopping cart and squeeze in along the crowd.

Walking to the checkout area, Zheng He directly pushed Mr. Bai to a checkout gate where there was a long queue, but he carried a shopping basket and planned to go in to buy something. Mr. Bai grabbed him and asked, "What are you doing?"

"You line up," Zheng He pointed to the shopping basket in his hand, and said, "I'll go shopping."

"I'm not with you?"

Zheng He had a poor look on his face, "The rich young master doesn't know the sufferings of the people", and said: "This line is so long, I will go shopping quickly, and then you line up here, and we will meet again later."

The number of times Mr. Bai went to the supermarket can be counted on the fingers. Once Bai Runze had a fever and his aunt went out temporarily. Mr. Bai dragged him around in the rainy night, but he couldn't find the hospital. In the end, Bai Runze was talking nonsense, Mr. Bai A dead horse acted as a living horse doctor, and ran into the supermarket beside the road to buy a large bag of ice cubes and white wine to physically cool him down. After this time, Mr. Bai seemed to have lost a string of "entering the supermarket" in his head, always Can't remember either.

Zheng He hastily assigned the tasks, and turned around to buy materials for the New Year's Eve dinner. The supermarket closed at three o'clock this afternoon, and he had at most one hour left.

Mr. Bai lined up, his ears filled with all kinds of tacky and cute songs such as "Congratulations, Congratulations, Congratulations, Congratulations, Congratulations, Congratulations, Congratulations, Happy New Year". Short message.

He knew that there was an upper-class circle in City H, and many of his friends belonged to that circle. They were almost at a party at the time, and Mr. Bai sent a message to everyone in a mischievous way: I am Bai En, happy new year Just the eight words that didn't even give a full stop made Wang Shuhua, who received the text message, very happy.I think he and him have known each other for more than ten years, and finally warmed up this cold stone. He showed the mobile phone to Deputy Director Wang who was at the side. Deputy Director Wang was the most troublesome. Yelling, when I saw this text message, I snatched my mobile phone on the spot, stood on the table and read aloud: I-yes-white-en-new-year-happy-happy.

Off the court, a few people who received Mr. Bai's text message and were reading the text message on their mobile phones suddenly had a bad face.

Four or five people threw their mobile phones on the table. Fortunately, everyone was drunk, and few people really took the embarrassment at this moment seriously.

Deputy Director Wang also knew that he had offended Ni Lin, and his mind, which was drowsy from drinking, suddenly cleared his mind, and smoothed things out with a smile: "Yo, it seems that Mr. Bai is also thinking about his brothers during the Chinese New Year, so call and invite us to have dinner together? "

The atmosphere slowly returned to warm.

Wang Shuhua's pioneer soldiers called Mr. Bai, and Mr. Bai didn't say that he was coming or that he couldn't come, so he told him that it was inconvenient for him to go there now.

"Hey! Dude, where are you? So noisy?" Wang Shuhua said rubbing her ears.

"I'm in line at the supermarket."

Wang Shuhua couldn't tell whether Mr. Bai was telling the truth or a lie, and tried to cover it up: "It's Chinese New Year, you really have a life."

"Actually, I get used to queuing up and queuing up. I think it's quite a exercise in patience." Mr. Bai's incident, combined with Wang Shuhua's attitude, combined with a few weak conversations on the other end of the phone, has already caused what happened there. I'm pretty close to guessing about it.

Wang Shuhua was really surprised at this meeting, she forgot the fact that she was still pretending to be drunk, and asked with a clear face: "Really? Dude, you won't be head-changed by a woman, right? Are you still shopping?"

Most of the people at the table were pretending to be drunk. When they heard Wang Shuhua's answer, they immediately perked up their ears to hear what Mr. Bai said.

But before he heard it, Mr. Bai hung up the phone.

Zheng He went to the vegetable counter and bought every vegetable, and then went to the side to buy two catties of minced meat and a bag of flour, and he bought everything he needed in no more than 10 minutes.

Carrying the shopping box, he groaned and groaned to find Mr. Bai.

Seeing that Zheng He had returned, Mr. Bai casually hung up on Wang Shuhua, who was in the middle of talking.

Zheng He thought that the person talking to Mr. Bai over there was someone at work, so he asked, "Isn't it busy at work? I'll make up for you."

Mr. Bai looked at all the green in the shopping box, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Support it with vegetables?"

"Oh, I forgot to buy seafood and bones." Zheng He ran out again.

Mr. Bai kept staring at Zheng He's back, watching the water splashed on his face by the fish in the glass box, and seeing him picking and choosing among a group of aunts looking for bones.

Zheng He turned back again with his things, he was so tired that his back was about to break, and before he had a good rest, Mr. Bai suddenly said: "Baby, I found you look like a woman."

Zheng He's little face fell to the ground.

Although he is gay, he is still a man, okay?

Because of this, Zheng He never talked to Mr. Bai again along the way.

Mr. Bai didn't feel anything at all. He was never the kind of person who would worry about himself because of other people's looks. He used his peripheral vision to observe the man who had been with him for nearly ten years. Fair and clean, with no spots, and soft hands, you can tell at a glance that you don't do heavy work. Even when you take off your clothes, your body is quite beautiful.

Thinking about it, Mr. Bai unconsciously recalled some unharmonious scenes. He suddenly felt that it was not bad to just lust like this. After all, the object of lust was right in front of him. He couldn't help but take off his clothes and go directly to bed. .

Although Zheng He made a face, he was actually watching Mr. Bai's every move. Seeing the man's snow-white trousers bulge out, his head seemed to be cramp, and he stretched out his habitual pair of cheap hooves.

"Baby, are you not angry anymore?" Mr. Bai grabbed Zheng He's arm and put his hand inside his clothes.

Zheng He stuck out his tongue at Mr. Bai, and pulled out his hand forcefully angrily. "How can you not be angry! Who is said to be happy like a bitch?"

"I'm praising you."

"Cut! You think I'm a fool, can you believe your words?" Zheng He was very disdainful.

Mr. Bai shook his head. "Baby, I really don't like coaxing people, you should know this, just accept it as soon as it's good, OK?"

Zheng He didn't even think about really arguing with Mr. Bai, so he suddenly rushed up and took a bite on Mr. Bai's chin, wiped his mouth, and said comfortably, "Okay, I forgive you."

Zheng He gnawed too hard, and a few strands of saliva fell on Mr. Bai's face. Mr. Bai picked up his index finger and slowly dipped it on the saliva, and then stretched out his tongue to lick the water stains on his hands. On his fingertips, he murmured: "Baby, you taste so good."

……

Zheng He was completely weak.He deeply felt that he could no longer control this old monster who was full of hormones.

The two parked the car in a corner of the high-speed parking lot where few people passed by, took off their clothes and had a fast and extreme enjoyment. Zheng He was out of control by Mr. Bai's various weird ways of playing, his brain went blank, and he fell asleep enough It took three full hours to recover, and Mr. Bai used these three hours to drive to the hotel.

Zheng He came out after taking a shower in the shower room, and saw Mr. Bai's white suit lying on the door of the living room. He opened the door to the living room, and as expected, he saw Mr. Bai rolling up his sleeves and picking up vegetables.

Mr. Bai cleaned up the celery, carefully picked out the celery leaves with his fingers, and washed them carefully under the running water. Zheng He frowned, grabbed the celery, broke off the leaves two or three times, and asked, "Mr. Bai , can you cook?"

"What do you think?"

Zheng He shook his head: "Of course not, otherwise you can't keep celery leaves."

"I've never tasted the taste of celery leaves. Can you do it?" Mr. Bai asked.

Zheng He secretly rolled his eyes and said, "I don't know how to do it."

"why?"

"Because celery leaves are not tasty and very bitter."