Little ginseng is super sticky

Ah Yuan opened her eyes wide, and tried her best to resist the urge to cry. The master felt uncomfortable enough, he shouldn't add to the burden on the master.

But the nasal voice in his words was something he couldn't control. He looked up at Mu Qi, "Master, donate with A Yuan's money and A Yuan's small treasury, and donate them all."

Mu Qi looked at him softly for a while, trying to keep a little distance from him, "I'm covered in sweat, it doesn't smell good."

A Yuan was afraid that he would continue to walk on the treadmill, so she hugged him even tighter, her head resting on his chest, "Master doesn't smell bad, it smells good."

The owner has always had the smell of the shower gel he likes, and every time he lies on the owner's bed, he feels that he can't smell enough.

The hot child in his arms was so sticky that Mu Qi couldn't move.

Ah Yuan begged in a low voice: "Master, please stop donating money."

He actually had something to say, but he didn't know how to express it.

A Fang doesn't want Mu Qi to touch his own property anymore, as if one day his family property is gone, he will have no worries about this world anymore.

Mu Qi knew what he was thinking, and patted Ah Yuan's vest to comfort him.Then he glanced at Tang Jiefan, who was always dark-faced: "The donation amount is set to be automatically deducted every month. I will find time to lower the amount."

Tang Jiefan was still angry, "Do whatever you like. You didn't discuss it with me when you did it. Now you know how to do it?"

After saying this, I still felt uneasy, and added:

"Let me tell you, don't be too lenient. If something happens to you, I won't take care of Xiao Yuanyuan. I'll take care of you."

Ah Yuan nodded hurriedly, "Ah Yuan only wants to be in charge of the master."

Mu Qi said to Tang Jiefan: "Don't say such things to your child in the future, with a father like you who has a bad temper, he will cry every day."

Tang Jiefan rolled his eyes, "If you were my child, I would have beaten your ass a long time ago. It really doesn't make people worry at all."

Ah Yuan has always maintained a hugging posture, and whenever Mu Qi moves, he will hug him even tighter.

Mu Qi said helplessly, "How can I get off the treadmill if you hug me like this."

Ah Yuan loosened his loosely bound arms, but he didn't completely let go, just allowing Mu Qi to move.

Then, like conjoined twins, wherever Mu Qi goes, he will follow.

Mu Qi said softly, "Ah Yuan, it's very inconvenient for me to do this."

Ah Yuan: "It's not convenient for me either, but I don't mind, master, please don't mind either."

Mu Qi couldn't talk to him and was speechless.

Tang Jiefan snorted coldly, "You need someone like Yuan to rule you."

Mu Qi stroked Ah Yuan's hair, "But I'm going to work in the restaurant soon, and when you're cooking, it's very dangerous for you to do this."

Before Ah Yuan could say anything, Tang Jiefan snorted again, "Look at you, your face is whiter than Sadako, are you going to cook in a restaurant or become an NPC in a haunted house? Come on, you, give me a good rest at home, restaurant If it doesn’t open for a day, it won’t collapse.”

Speaking of this, Tang Jiefan became angry again, "The profit of the restaurant for a month is not as much as the fraction of your monthly donations. Muda philanthropist, those are all the hard work you saved from running announcements and rehearsals before. , You don’t feel bad, I still feel bad. When you first came out of the house, you didn’t talk to your grandma. You used your spare time to do some part-time jobs. I don’t know how hard life is. Now I have a little money. I don’t know if it will take more than two days happy day?"

Mu Qi couldn't talk to him anymore, so he chose to shut up.

Ah Yuan didn't want Mu Qi to go to the restaurant, so she hugged and pulled Mu Qi back to the room, pointed to the bed, "rest."

Mu Qi said yes, but he had to take a shower first, and Ah Yuan still seemed to follow. Mu Qi asked for help and looked at Tang Jiefan. Although the latter was happy to see him helpless, he still helped persuade Ah Yuan. Qi was able to enter the bathroom alone.

But Ah Yuan stood guard at the door every step of the way, knocking on the door every 5 minutes, he had to ask Mu Qi to talk to him, so he could feel at ease.

Mu Qi had no choice but to take a quick shower, and when he came out, Ah Yuan held the reheated porridge in his palm, and looked at him hesitantly.

Mu Qi frowned slightly, "Ah Yuan, I..."

Ah Yuan quickly put down the bowl, "It's nothing, let's go rest first."

He took Mu Qi back to the room, pushed him to bed, and pressed his shoulders to let him lie down, and tucked in the quilt.

Tang Jiefan crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame, "I'll be here this afternoon."

Mu Qi: "Go and do your work..."

Tang Jiefan cut out, "Do you think you want to be here? Seeing you like this makes me upset. I haven't seen Xiao Yuanyuan for a long time. Would you like to stay with him for a while longer?"

Mu Qi: "Ah Yuan, he's so noisy, close the door for me, otherwise I won't be able to rest well."

Tang Jiefan: "You..."

Ah Yuan got up without saying a word, ran to the door, and closed the door apologetically in front of Tang Jiefan.

Tang Jiefan: "..."

A Yuan returned to Mu Qi's bed again, and Mu Qi smiled wryly at him, "A Yuan, I'm actually very excited now, and I can't sleep at all."

The body yelled at him all the time to lose that 0.7 catties.

A Yuan put his hands on Mu Qi's eyes, "Master, close your eyes."

Mu Qi's eyelids felt the warmth from his palms, and he felt a little sleepy. He smelled a scent of medicine at the tip of his nose, and gradually fell into a peaceful sleep.

·

06:30 in the evening.

Tang Jiefan whispered to A Yuan: "I think we should order takeaway for the food tonight's live broadcast..."

Ah Yuan also lowered her voice, "Okay, manager, teach me how to order takeaway..."

At this moment, the door of the master bedroom opened, and Mu Qi smoothed out his messy hair while walking.

Tang Jiefan looked at him, "Why don't you sleep more?"

Ah Yuan Xindao's magic effect this time is not too long.

Mu Qi: "No, I still have to cook dinner for Ah Yuan."

I kept this in mind, and I woke up naturally when the time came.

He said to Tang Jiefan: "Go home and say hello to sister-in-law for me."

Tang Jiefan clicked his tongue, "Why, I don't deserve your dinner?"

Mu Qi's expression was calm, "I'm much better after I slept."

After hearing this, Ah Yuan finally stopped his frowning expression.

Tang Jiefan observed his expression, and did not see anything unusual, so he was finally relieved.

"Okay, then I'm leaving."

Mu Qi sent him to the door of the house. Before leaving, Tang Jiefan hit him on the shoulder with his fist. Finally, he waved his hand and left without saying anything.

Mu Qi turned around and went into the kitchen, and Ah Yuan followed him like a little tail, stealing glances at him from time to time.

Seeing that Mu Qi took out a piece of steak and wanted to unpack it to defrost it, Ah Yuan hurriedly said:

"Master, aren't we going to have a reunion dinner tonight?"

Because the Chinese New Year is coming soon, I plan to make a theme for the New Year's dinner, which they discussed during the day.

In fact, Ah Yuan is very happy to eat anything, but the theme of this year's meal has been announced in advance on Weibo, so I made a sound to remind.

Only then did Mu Qi realize, "I almost forgot."

Then I froze the steak back, pondered for a while, and replaced it with the ingredients needed for traditional Chinese dishes.

Seven fifty-five.

Mu Qi set all the dinner plates for A Fang, and A Fang patted the sofa beside him for Mu Qi to sit on.

Mu Qi shook his head, "I still have some work to do, go back to my room first, call me when your live broadcast is over."

Ah Yuan obediently said yes, Master, let's go.

On time at eight o'clock.

The school party for office workers has been on holiday for the past few days, so the number of people in the live broadcast room has reached a record high.

In order to match the lively Chinese New Year atmosphere in the live broadcast room today, Ah Yuan wore a black one-piece pajamas with a Snoopy pattern, relaxed and at home.

He smiled at the camera, "Long time no see. Have you started seeing relatives? The dishes you eat these days should be similar to this table. Tonight, Ah Yuan will celebrate the New Year with everyone."

【Goose, you still know to come and see Ma Ma】

[I haven't seen a new goose that I almost recognized for a few days]

【Ahhhhhhhhh today the goose is so cute, so obedient, so obedient]

[Why, I started to lose my reputation when I was a little famous, what do you mean by not broadcasting it all the time] [Mama loves you forever, watch it when I have time, and wait for you if I don’t have time] [Today’s dishes are so down-to-earth]

All kinds of things have happened recently, the live broadcast is unstable, and fans have complained to some extent. Ah Yuan didn't take it to heart. He apologized to everyone on Weibo, and now he said sorry several times.

In front of Ah Yuan were boiled prawns, fried garlic sprouts with sausages, braised meatballs, fried beef with green peppers and onions, steamed sea bass, and fried corn with beans and rice.

These dishes are home-cooked dishes that everyone is very familiar with.

The drink is hot ginger cola.

Mu Qi returned to the room, did not turn on the light, but took off his shoes and got on the weighing scale.

The value has dropped, 0.3 catties lighter.

With the moonlight outside the window, he could barely see the furnishings in the house. He moved the chair, stepped on it, and reached out to take out a few cans of beer on the top of the bookshelf.

Mu Qi sat on the ground with his back against the bay window sill, his face was hidden in the darkness due to the backlight.

He took out his Ipad, turned on Raccoon TV, and clicked on the only anchor he followed.

Ah Yuan's face appeared on the screen.

Mu Qi opened a soda can, raised his head and drank most of it.

In the living room, Ah Yuan announced that it was starting.

His chopsticks were the first to poke a braised meatball. The sauce was tempting and full of color. He breathed out twice for fear of burning, and then opened his mouth and took a big bite.

There was a fleeting unnatural expression on his face.

He curls his lips toward the camera.

Huge salty.

The meat in the middle of the meatballs was cooked but not cooked through, it was lukewarm.

He managed to finish the meatball and grabbed another piece of beef.

No salt given, no taste at all.

If the meat is fried for too long, the appearance is not bad.

Ah Yuan lowered his head and picked at the rice noodles in the bowl, his nose sore.

The owner made a cooking mistake the first time.

The master just seemed to be okay on the surface, but he was actually not at all alright in his heart.

He peeled a prawn for himself, this dish can't go wrong, it's delicious when delivered to his mouth, it's several times better than the two dishes just now, but Ah Yuan couldn't be happier at all.

He picked up Ginger Coca-Cola, trying to cover the bitterness in his heart with his favorite sweetness. From the corner of his eyes, he saw fans in the live broadcast room wishing everyone "Happy New Year" to each other.

The table is full of New Year's Eve dinner.

It was supposed to be a day worth celebrating, and everyone was celebrating, but the owner was suffering like that.

Thinking of this, his tears could no longer be held back, it was useless for him to take a deep breath and try to hold back, as they fell down without hope.

We ate and cried.

But the barrage is broken:

【My mother, why are you crying, Goose】

[Don't cry, don't cry, hug]

[what's up what's up what's up]

【It was not fine just now】

[I can really pretend, I cry when you say a few words, I think you are expressing sympathy] [I said you can stop saying a few words, don't you see that the anchor is suffering] [Mummas just want to see you every day, I don't mean to blame you, it's okay if you don't broadcast it every day] [I'm in a hurry with anyone who scolds me again! ! 】

……

Mu Qi, who was watching the screen in the master bedroom, was taken aback for a moment, then propped his hands on the ground, and wanted to get up, but because he drank too much alcohol and was weak, he couldn't get up all at once.

On the screen, Ah Yuan felt ashamed, covered her eyes with her left hand, and was still sobbing: "Everyone feel free to scold me, I hope all the bitterness falls on me, so that there is one person who can be sweeter."

Mu Qi's body paused, his eyes stared straight at the screen, and he subconsciously picked up the cans, only to find that the cans in hand were empty.

Today's food is not good at all.

Ah Yuan cried from the beginning to the end, crying until the hearts of the fans were broken, and they all tried to persuade him. No one paid attention to his eating, but Ah Yuan still insisted on finishing it.

The host is so uncomfortable, and he has prepared such a large table of dishes for him, he must finish it.

After taking the last sip of Ginger Cola, Ah Yuan said to the camera with red eyes: "I'm full, goodbye everyone."

Then he exited the live broadcast room, got up the next moment, and ran to the master bedroom.

He knocked hard on the door, "Master..."

But no voice responded.

Panicked, he quickly twisted the doorknob and rushed in, but he didn't expect to be greeted by darkness.

There was no one on the bed, no one on the bay window, and the lonely moonlight shone in the room.

Ah Yuan: "Master..." He noticed a hair sprouting from the eaves of the bed, and the shouting stopped abruptly.

He strode over and squatted down, "Master, why are you sitting on the ground? The ground is getting cooler...Master, have you been drinking?"

As he spoke, he reached out to turn on the overhead light.

"Don't turn on the light." Mu Qi's voice was hoarse.

A Yuan didn't continue to move, and tried to pull Mu Qi up by holding Mu Qi's arm, but he didn't.

"Ah Yuan." Mu Qi called softly suddenly.

Ah Yuan wiped away the tears from her face, and simply sat down beside him, "Yeah."

Mu Qiping looked at the moonlight on the window sill, "I feel like I'm emotionally split. I weigh myself every day in order to gain weight. In order to return to normal, I know better than anyone how unhealthy my current body is. But once I weigh When I go up, I can't stop being afraid, if I don't drop the weight immediately, the feeling of losing control will annihilate me at any time."

Ah Yuan took his cold hand.

After drinking, many things that I dare not recall when I am sober are not so scary now.

Mu Qi: "When I was young, I had to control my diet because I was going to take the model exam. After I debuted and joined the men's team, I paid more attention to the image, and the diet was also extremely strict. Then something happened, I quit the circle and became I became an ordinary person who no longer had to restrain my appearance, so I let go of eating and wanted to release all the depression of the previous ten years in a vengeful way, so I inevitably gained weight."

He said: "If you are fat, you will be fat. I don't want to use my discomfort to please anyone anymore. Anyway, I have made up my mind not to be in that circle. But I think too simple after all, and that circle is not ready. Let me go. The paparazzi took a photo of me and posted it on the Internet, saying that the top streamer in the past was reduced to a pig, which made people laugh out loud. My WeChat phone number and other personal information were also sold. All the social software of the time is full of ridicule, abuse, and teasing at me, as if anyone who doesn’t step on it will fall behind and fail to keep up with the fashion trend.”

Ah Yuan couldn't help but clenched Mu Qi's hand tightly.

The master has always been powerful and omnipotent in front of him, and has never been so weak as he is now.

Mu Qi: "So every time I gain weight, I'm afraid in my heart. You said that if I can't control it again and my body becomes fat again, what should I do? That overwhelming ridicule is still in my mind. I clamored in my heart, I don’t want to go through that kind of experience again, whether it’s others or myself, they are all comforting me that I don’t care about other people’s opinions, but if you stand on the clouds and fall into the quagmire overnight, yes Impossible without pain."

"The mental pain of being tortured by them far exceeds the physical pain of the hunger strike. It is too painful. I often think, or this is it, or within a year, I will have no pain anywhere."

Ah Yuan covered his mouth, "Master, don't say such things..."

Mu Qi grabbed his hand, and raised the corners of his lips, "Yuan, during the time you've been here, it seems that the pain is not so much, and everything seems to be improving. But today, I suddenly realized that these are just illusions." He Shaking his head: "As soon as the weight was repeated, I was instantly beaten back to my original shape."

"Why is it an illusion?" Ah Yuan leaned forward in front of him, and put his hand on her cheek, "It's not fake, it's all real, master, Ah Yuan is really by your side, these times Day to day improvement is real, you can do it."

Mu Qi's fingertips rubbed his face.

Ah Yuan looked at him for a moment, "Master, you always want to control this and that. You are used to everything under your control, but have you ever thought that letting your weight keep falling is also a kind of pain?" Out of control, you can't control yourself to live well."

Mu Qi was startled.

Ah Yuan: "When I read private messages on Weibo, my mood will always be affected by what fans say. No one can truly not care about other people's opinions, but we can have something more to care about.

"Master, if you are gone, I will be very sad. Do you have the heart to make Ah Yuan sad?"

"May I try again for Ah Yuan's sake."

Mu Qi's lips moved, "Try it..."

Ah Yuan said nonchalantly: "Let Ah Yuan be your concern."

Mu Qi looked at him silently, his pupils suddenly became dark.

For a moment, he forgot about the difference between a ladyboy and a red rope contract.

Mu Qi approached him regardless:

"Yuan, I've been drinking."

"But I still want to kiss you."

The last word was drowned in the kiss between soft lips.