big stutter

After being together for half a year, we moved in together.

There is no one who proposed it, and it can be said that it is just letting nature take its course.

Because the house I rented expired, and the landlord wanted to go abroad, he planned to sell the house and could not renew the lease with me.

So I can only let Dajie take me in.

Big Stutter's house has two bedrooms, and I moved in and lived in the one he had left.

Of course we are not separated, we must sleep together.

But we are all people with a strong sense of privacy, and separating two rooms is actually respecting each other.

That's why no one mentioned cohabitation between us.

Of course, it is not too late to live together for half a year.

Dajie's house is not too far away from my company, but farther than his company, so I became his driver.

Every day I send him to work, then drive his car to my company, and pick him up after get off work to go home together.

As for the food after living together, usually he cooks and I help cook.

But then I gradually became interested in cooking, so I pestered him to teach me (in fact, once he was on a business trip for a week, I was too greedy for his bite).

It's a pity that my cooking talent is not as good as his, and I feel that I have not improved after I have done it a few times.

The advanced level should be: unpalatable, unpalatable, unpalatable, average, average, average...

Of course I didn't give up, because I didn't learn to cook because I didn't want to be overwhelmed, I just wanted to survive (to avoid being starved to death when he wasn't around).

After studying for a few months, although the cooking skills have not improved much, I have taken the initiative to pull him to try new dishes.

I especially like to study with him those dishes that he has not cooked. He is not a great chef, and sometimes he will make bad dishes, and then treat the failed products as the punishment of the game, and the loser must eat them all.

Although I always lose, I always ask my trash can friend to help me solve most of my stuttering.

He is so easy to soften his heart.

Since I learned to cook, it has become a great pleasure for me to go to the supermarket with him.

In the past, when I went to the supermarket, I followed him silently, watched him pick, or went to see the things I was interested in by myself, and checked out together after he finished shopping.

It's different now.

"Do you want to buy some of this?"

"No... no... no... right?"

"What about this?"

"Need not."

"Is this not necessary?"

"Ah."

"Surely you have to buy this?"

"Then...buy...buy."

The original three to 10-minute procurement process can be abruptly dragged down by me for an hour.

Similar conversations include:

"Are you going to the supermarket today?"

"No."

"Are you going to the supermarket today?"

"No."

"Are you sure you're going to the supermarket today?"

"Go... shall we?"

"go with!"

But after I became more proficient in the business, this symptom subsided.

oh!I haven't told you yet, have I?

The big stutter has six pack abs and two big pecs.

It's not too exaggerated, it just feels good to the touch.

A lot of nightly misfires have been caused by my obsession with touching his abs.

So I often look at my shriveled body and sigh, but fortunately I don't feel disgusted when I stutter.

After moving in together, I will go to the gym with him and let him act as my free coach.

But he always makes me practice buttocks.

Of course, my masculine man needs to practice his hands, chest, and stomach!

Do I have to train my butt because I am 0?

Ok?

a month later.

I reported the stuttering and non-martial ethics with my real name.

As a big man with abs and pecs, he blatantly acted like a baby to me in the gym!

Shameless!

But training the buttocks is indeed much easier than training the stomach, hehe.