How to be a patron

After these two eating experiences, I know that he must not talk when eating, and he eats very fast, absolutely no food wasted, as much as I eat, he will eat the rest.

After dinner, he said to me: "Boss, I'll call you by your name from now on, it doesn't look so special."

"Oh."

"So I hope you can also call me by my name, or you can call me Mengmeng, don't keep calling me hello, or silently call me a duck in your heart."

I was a little ashamed to be exposed by him, and said word by word: "Okay, ah, dog, cute, cute."

"Okay, sweetheart."

"How do you know my nickname is Xiaotian?!"

"Huh? I called it casually, otherwise I called you Xiao Ze? Then I can't help but think of another woman..."

"That's enough, it's good to be called Xiaotian." I couldn't speak to him at all.

After eating, my belly is round. I usually like to stay at home when I have nothing to do, and I am too lazy to cook, so I usually order takeaway to eat. If I am tired of foreign fast food, I eat the stir-fry downstairs. I always feel greasy when I eat it. Appetite, I tried Gou Meng's craft today, and I realized that it is light and has a special taste.

The two of us nestled on the sofa, he watched TV and I played computer games, and when I got tired of playing, I kicked him: "Hey... Mengmeng, go wash some fruit and eat."

He was not so stupid as to wash a piece of fruit and eat it by himself: "I bought two apples and a bunch of bananas today, which one do you want to eat?"

"Apple, it would be best if you can cut it open for me and eat it with a bamboo stick."

He sighed, didn't say anything, walked into the kitchen, and after a while, a plate of neatly cut apple slices came out.

I am very satisfied. I feel that if I spend 100 yuan a day, even if the day is not up, I can comfort myself and hire a nanny.

He watched TV for a while and felt bored, so he leaned over to watch me play computer games.

"Xiaotian, what are you playing?"

"Swipe Weibo, and make an appointment with others to play games later."

"Oh." He leaned next to me and watched me browse Weibo. I sniffed my nose. There was no strange smell on him, not even the smell of washing powder. I could feel the bulge on his arm leaning against me Muscles, a little distracted.

"By the way," he said suddenly, startling me, "I don't have your contact information yet."

"That's right." I took the opportunity to stay away from him, rubbed my nose and went to get my phone.

The mobile phone was brought, and after unlocking it, I handed it to him: "Your mobile phone number."

He took my Mac and said with a smile, "Wow, the screen is really big."

"Uh, this one has been used for a long time, and I've always wanted to exchange it."

"You don't need to change it, this one is very rich, and it looks like a big boss."

I frowned, feeling uncomfortable.My arcade machine is the most common smart machine on the market. Its price is average. Compared with the new ones, it is really not better.

He called up the dialing interface, and pressed it a few times carefully, a little clumsily, and had to find the delete key for a long time after pressing the wrong number.

"Do you rarely play with your phone?" I took the phone back, entered Gou Meng's name, thought about it, then deleted it, and wrote Mengmeng in the name column.

He walked to the sofa, there was a travel bag he brought, he rummaged through it and said, "I don't have much fun with my phone."

After finishing speaking, he took out a palm-sized black phone for the elderly, dug out the first missed call, and wrote my name in the note.

My God, even old men and women are using smart phones now, and this guy is still using a non-smart phone with a keyboard and a small screen, so I don't know what to say.It seems that he is really short of money, and he can't even afford a mobile phone.

An ordinary retired soldier with good cooking skills, not very good at dealing with people, and no money, I suddenly felt a little pity for him.This world is so unfair, idiots who accomplish nothing can sit on mountains of gold and silver, while those bottom-level people who are down-to-earth and working hard for the country are worrying about survival.

But this feeling of sympathy didn’t last long, I told myself, after all, he’s only going to leave for ten days, and everyone will go their own way at that time, and with his good looks, if he really needs money, he may not be able to find it The rich and powerful gold master who is willing to spend a lot of money for him.

I wanted to do him tonight, but it was after nine o'clock when I made an appointment with some netizens to play games online. There was a choice between the two parties. Gou Meng could do it tomorrow, but the blame still had to be played today.

At nine o'clock, I walked into the bedroom with my laptop on time, connected to the wired network, put on a headset, and went to the YY room. For a while, I was completely ecstatic, spitting, and completely immersed in the game world.

After the seven ghosts and eight monsters were beaten to the ground by us, it was already past twelve o'clock. Everyone chatted on YY, some people went offline, and some people wanted to continue to form small teams to play.

The leader asked me if I would follow or not. I wanted to, but my eyelids began to fight up and down for no reason. After thinking about it, I decided to make an appointment another day.

I yawned and walked out of the bedroom, Gou Meng had already fallen asleep on the sofa.

His sleeping posture is also very "military", with his head resting on the bulging armrest of the sofa, his arms folded, his eyes closed motionless, and he was not affected by my loud words in the room just now.

The light in the living room has been turned off, and in the darkness, I noticed that his long legs have no place to rest, and the place below the lower legs can only be suspended in the air.I observed him like this for a while, and he didn't move at all, neither snoring nor grinding his teeth, only the sound of steady breathing.

I looked at him quietly for a while, thinking that if he sleeps so honestly...it is not impossible to let him sleep in the corner of my double bed.

The floor was too cold, and I suddenly had the urge to sneeze, so I covered my mouth and went into the bathroom, and went to sleep after washing.

The next day at around nine o'clock, I was woken up by a phone call from my assistant, asking me to go to the company to see the planning of the New Year's event.I walked to the living room with sleepy eyes, and Gou Meng was no longer there. There was a note on the table, which stated that he had gone out, and he should be contacted by phone.

When I got to the garage, I remembered that my car was still parked at the hotel. I called Gou Meng, but no one answered.I complained in my heart for a while, so I had no choice but to go to the street and take a taxi to the company.

I think a big part of the reason I'm such an idiot is because the people around me are so fucking awesome.I have almost never worried about the company's affairs, except for letting me, the nominal boss, make major decisions (generally all plans and pros and cons are clearly written), and occasionally show my face on several important occasions. Usually, I am useless .

I looked through the two submissions and chose the one that was more pleasing to the eye.

"Is there a book card for this year's event gift?" I asked the assistant.

"Yes, in the past two months we have had activities with off-site chain bookstores, and we want to cooperate again at the end of the year."

"Okay, how many book cards are there? Give me a few."

The assistant froze for a moment, a little surprised, but nodded quickly: "Okay, I'll get it now."

"No hurry, no hurry." I waved my hand to let him go out first.

At noon, as a favor, I invited some leaders in important positions to have a not-so-formal lunch, and gave them red envelopes to reward their subordinates.I haven't learned any other skills in the past few years, but I've done very slickly at these humane tasks.

No sleep at noon, decadent in the afternoon.I was so sleepy that I shook my head and wanted to leave, but I made several phone calls to Gou Meng, but the phone was turned off.At this time, the assistant just sent five or six book purchase cards for the event bookstore.

I got everything I wanted, and there was no reason not to leave. I got in a taxi and thought about asking the driver to drive to the hotel and drive my car back.

The car was retrieved, but the garage was full.Gou Meng's Land Rover occupied my parking space in a dignified way, as if a mighty man was guarding there, it seemed that it fit the already spacious parking space even more.I had no choice but to drive my little Hyundai to the main road and park it.

Where there is a comparison, there is a gap. When I think of the guy driving a Land Rover under the fence, but the Hyundai parked on the road in front of the money owner, I feel a little annoyed. This guy, maybe someone deliberately ordered him to come and see me as a joke!It's a lie to say that you can't find a place to live, and you've been at my house all day, and you haven't done your business!

I pushed the door of the house quite annoyed, but there was no one to vent my anger on. That's right, Gou Meng didn't have my house key, so even if I came back, I couldn't enter the house.Well, I deliberately invited three or five friends, went to a high-end restaurant to enjoy it (I didn't pay for it anyway), and then went to KTV to have a good time after eating.It's the end of the year, people are fickle, and the hot atmosphere makes my head ache, but when I think that Gou Meng may be squatting in front of my house at this time, like a stray dog ​​waiting to be taken in, I feel very relieved.

Don't go too far, I said goodbye to a few friends and went home after eleven o'clock. I happily comforted my little Hyundai on the curb for a while, and swayed the car keys into the elevator triumphantly.

As soon as the elevator door opened, I saw a 1.8-meter-long stray dog ​​squatting in front of my house, but he was not in a panic at all, with his long legs bent and stretched, his back leaning against the door, a cold beer in his left hand, and a few bites in his right. Only grilled skewers, mouth full of oil.

I really had nothing to do with him, went to the door and kicked his calf: "Damn, don't let the oil and water flow on the ground."

"No." He wrapped the leftover skewers in a plastic bag, and walked in with me, "I saw you calling me after get off work, and I called you back, but you didn't answer."

I took out my phone and looked, and it was really: "Are you going to work?"

"I found a good temporary worker before, so let's do it first."

I snorted and didn't answer.After he entered the house, he first packed up the things in his hands, and then asked me, "Have you eaten tonight?"

I rubbed my belly: "Eat it...Is there any fruit at home? Get some."

"Only bananas."

"Ok."

He stayed in the kitchen for a while, and brought out a plate. The bananas inside were neatly cut into small pieces, and two toothpicks were stuck on it.

I raised my eyebrows, I couldn't tell what I felt.

He pushed the plate in front of me without being humble, and I smelled the sweat on his body when he got closer, and saw a trace of exhaustion on his face.

"Shall I take a shower first?" he asked for my opinion.

"Go." I leaned on the sofa with my computer in my arms and didn't pay him much attention.

He exercised for a while before taking a bath, doing dozens of push-ups beautifully, and the short hair tip showed a masculine smell.I appreciate it, and I am also a little obsessed with his appearance. When I think that he is probably so lively in bed, I can't hold back my restlessness.I glanced at the time at the bottom right of the computer, wondering how likely it was that I could force him to submit.

After taking a shower, without drying his hair, he took a face towel and rubbed his head vigorously a few times, and sat next to me with a fresh smell.I was distracted by his teasing again, so I peeked at him and saw him put on a short-sleeved jacket neatly, covering Kong Wu's fit upper body.I pretended to be casual and said: "My bed is quite big, why not...crowd with me at night?"

As soon as he heard it, he was happy: "Great, I just wanted to tell you, lying on this sofa to sleep, it's a bit cold at night."

When he said this, I realized that I didn't even prepare a quilt for him, and I felt a little ashamed. I was too unqualified as a benefactor.

"But... I will play until one or two o'clock at night, so it won't be so loud that you can't sleep."

"No, no, you play with yours, I sleep with mine. I don't snore and grind my teeth."

I put the computer away and walked to the bathroom muttering: "I know."

After dawdling in the bathroom for a long time, it was the most uncomfortable to masturbate or not. After struggling for a long time, I still honestly came out of the shower.Gou Meng was holding the book and sat on the sofa to read it again, but his eyelids had opened and closed, and he was extremely sleepy.

"Go to sleep." I took him to bed, found another quilt for him, watched him lie down obediently, and turned to the other side and took out his mobile phone to play games.

The light on the phone was bright, and I played with it for a while, but I still thought it would be too bright for him to fall asleep.Turning around to look at him gently, I didn't expect him to fall asleep.

That's right, if they came out of the barracks, they haven't seen anything before, and the only thing that can wake them up is the sound of horns.

I took a closer look at his sleeping face, and found that he was not that handsome, but he had a good figure, and he was full of momentum when he was not talking. Although the skin on his face was tight and elastic, his whole face was not delicate.

Seeing him falling asleep peacefully made me sleepy too.