Ye Luo Zhiqiu

Knowing that Ma Jun was coming, Yang Yong deliberately made two more dishes, perhaps because of the guilt of lying to Ma Jun just now, Yang Yong smiled.

The door rang.

Ma Yong came out of the kitchen and opened the door.

Ma Jun smiled stupidly, walked in with a bag in his hand, and changed his shoes automatically.

Yang Yong squinted at the bag, turned around and went into the kitchen without saying a word, and a voice came from the kitchen.

"Just wait a moment, the last dish is short!"

"So fragrant?" Ma Jun couldn't help asking, smelling the fragrance wafting from the kitchen.

"Hehe, it's just a few home-cooked dishes!"

"I didn't see it, you still have such a skill!" Ma Jun exclaimed, and put the wine in the bag on the dining table.

"Thank you!" Yang Yong smiled, brought out a dish, and returned to the kitchen.

At the dinner table, looking at the five dishes and a soup in front of him, Ma Jun swallowed exaggeratedly, and looked up at Yang Yong pitifully.

"Can I eat?"

"Puchi!" Yang Yong was amused by Ma Jun's strange appearance, and said angrily, "Just let you smell it!"

"How could it be? I came here specially to eat and drink!" Ma Jun chuckled, ignored Yang Yong, and picked up a piece of farm fried pork and put it in his mouth.

"Yeah, delicious!"

Hearing this, Yang Yong smiled triumphantly, anyone who is praised will be happy.

"Drink some wine!" Ma Jun opened the bottle with a smile. "Go and get the wine glass!"

Yang Yong gave Ma Jun a white look, got up and went to the kitchen, and took out two wine glasses.

On Man Shang, Ma Jun held up his wine glass, "Let's go together!"

Yang Yong smiled, picked up the wine glass, touched it slightly, and took a sip with his head raised.

In an instant, the spicy feeling filled the whole mouth, and Yang Yong couldn't help but pick up a mouthful of food and put it into his mouth.

"Haha, this wine is strong, drink it slowly!" Seeing Yang Yong's frown after drinking, Ma Jun laughed.

Ignoring Ma Jun, Yang Yong lowered his head and started eating.

"You don't know how to cook these dishes for me, do you?" Looking at the five dishes and one soup on the table, although it is just a home-cooked dish, it is very refreshing, the color is also good, and it is better than a delicacy. The soup is seaweed soup. There was a layer of dried shrimp sprinkled on it, which looked very appetizing, and Ma Jun couldn't help asking cheerfully.

"You think too much!" Yang Yong couldn't help but sneer when he saw Ma Jun's unflattering expression. "Whether you come or not, I will cook these dishes, treat yourself!"

"What day is today?" Hearing this, Ma Jun immediately became interested and asked.

"Well, the application was successful, and I will go to work on Monday!" When Yang Yong said this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth inadvertently, which made Ma Jun look stunned.

"What company?" Realizing his gaffe, Ma Jun asked after taking a sip of his wine.

"Wanxiang Company!" Yang Yong hadn't recovered from the spicy state just now, and didn't notice Ma Jun's state.

Afterwards, the two of them did not speak and started to move.

During this period, Ma Jun poured wine for Yang Yong.

A meal and a bottle of wine were wiped out by the two of them unconsciously.

Yang Yong is not very good at drinking baijiu, the spicy taste makes Yang Yong a little bit unbearable, but seeing Ma Jun's happy look, and he is also very happy today, so he only drank two glasses.

After the meal, it was still Yang Yong who cleaned up, and Ma Jun sat on the sofa, humming comfortably.

This guy is too full, Yang Yong has never seen someone who can eat so much, three bowls, no wonder he is so fat, he has become a pig.

Rolling his eyes, Yang Yong didn't realize that he was already blushing after drinking liquor.Yang Yong seldom drank baijiu, but mostly drank beer.

And Ma Jun, after seeing Yang Yong's red face, couldn't help licking his lips, screaming in his throat.

This feeling startled Ma Jun, and hurriedly diverted his attention from thinking about Yang Yong's appearance. He found that he was about to be fascinated by Yang Yong.

Lying on the sofa, he picked up the book that Yang Yong hadn't finished, opened it and read it.

It's Luoluo's book, titled "Xu Moment"

Yang Yong came out, looked at Ma Jun, hesitated to speak, and finally sat on the sofa alone, turned on the TV, and flipped through the TV indiscriminately.

Both of them were absent-mindedly busy with each other.

Time passed slowly, and it was already pointing towards ten o'clock.

"It's late, Uncle Ma, let's go back!" Yang Yong finally spoke.

"I won't go back, I'll sleep with you tonight!" Ma Jun said casually, but from the corner of his eyes, he still looked at Yang Yong, looking a little nervous.

"No extra quilts!"

"It's still hot now, don't need a quilt!"

Hearing this, Yang Yong wanted to open his mouth, but finally seeing Ma Jun's appearance, he still sighed and did not speak.

He knew what Ma Jun meant, and Yang Yong also had feelings for Ma Jun, but Yang Yong didn't want to step into this circle again.

Seeing Yang Yong's silent agreement, Ma Jun suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, he was afraid that Yang Yong would refuse.

Ignoring Ma Jun, Yang Yong got up, went to the bathroom, and took a shower.

Soon, he came out and walked towards the bedroom.

Ma Jun, on the other hand, rummaged through his bag, found a slightly larger set of pajamas, went into the bathroom, took a shower, and then returned to the bedroom.

At this time, Yang Yong was smoking a Changbai Mountain absent-mindedly. When he saw Ma Jun coming in, he raised his head and was amazed. He quickly covered it up and said with a smile, "Sleeping inside or outside?"

At this time, Ma Jun was wearing a light gray pajamas, which were also made of silk. His round belly was perfectly hidden in it, and he could only see a rough outline, but it had a hazy beauty.

"Let's go outside!" Ma Jun smiled and sat on the bed.

It was still early, only 10:30, Yang Yong didn't want to go to bed so early, but with Ma Jun, a super thick-skinned guy, he had to go to bed early.

Stuffing out the cigarette and putting the cigarette butt in the ashtray, Yang Yong lay on the bed and closed his eyes.

Ma Jun chuckled silently, and was also lying on the bed.

The quilt was quietly pulled away, and immediately after, Yang Yong felt that Ma Jun got in.

At that moment, Yang Yong's body froze and he didn't dare to make any other movements.