[Tuyan] Yimu

I looked up at the clock with some embarrassment, and anxiously picked up and put down the chopsticks.

so hungry...

I stared at the meat dumplings on the table, and the meat dumplings on the table also stared at me, my steaming body seemed to be inviting a feast of gobbling.Swallowing hard to prevent it from dripping on the table, a pair of brown wooden chopsticks suddenly appeared in my mind, and they were fiercely inserted into the soft inner part of the rice dumpling.The wrist on the chopsticks tore the glutinous rice lengthwise, a cloud of white steam gushed out from the inside of the salted duck egg yolk, moistened the body of the lean meat, moistened the skin of the scallops, and stretched thin and thin between the sticky rice grains. of silver.

Just as he was being tormented by vain fantasies, the door suddenly clicked.

It was another diner from the feast who arrived.

I guess it was because my hungry eyes were too exposed, and I forgot to restrain myself the moment I touched the other person's pupils, so that he would get the wrong meaning, and some unkind glints flashed in my eyes.

"Why are you looking at me with ill intentions?" I frowned, and suddenly asked maliciously, "It's time for estrus?"

His eyes darkened again, and then he walked to the dining table a few steps, raised my chin and stroked it, looked down at me and said, "Know that you still make such an expression?"

"I'm hungry—it's not that hungry, but this one!" Holding my head up and feeling uncomfortable, I waved his hand away, picked up my chopsticks and tapped the plate, "I've heated it up three times, I don't think I'll eat it anymore." The duck eggs inside are going to be hardened into rocks."

He pulled the chair and sat down beside me, with a displeased face enlarged in front of my eyes: "I'm hungry too, both this hungry and that hungry, not to mention that there are people who deliberately bite the word 'hard' when they speak. Very heavy."

I faced him and said seriously: "I didn't imply anything strange. I think you probably have ghosts in your heart."

He didn't answer, glanced at the zongzi on the table, then looked at me and said, "Let's eat first." He turned around and picked up the bowls and chopsticks to deal with the first sticky opponent.

When he turned around, I let out a long breath in my heart, and muttered in my mouth: "You don't have to bite the rice dumpling so hard." He had just lowered his teeth for the second time. As soon as it was placed on the dining table with a snap, the porcelain bowl made a muffled sound. "What do you mean?"

I was inexplicable, and raised my voice to his face that needed to be punched. "Shen Tu, what do you mean? I've been waiting for you here for an hour, an hour! It's been six ten minutes and three thousand six hundred seconds, sir! I'm starving and I didn't complain at all, but you lost your temper at me first. I'm done!" I imitated him and put down my chopsticks, "I won't serve you anymore!"

The moment I folded my hands and swung my stinky face away, he suddenly pulled me in his direction with a strong force, even my entire upper body rushed over, my collarbone was against his shoulder, bone against bone slight pain.Then he made a movement that could almost be called "horrifying".

He clasped my wrist and brought my hand down, and my palm rested on a rough bump.With a slap on the nerves of the brain, it was as if electricity was connected, and I immediately understood what was under the palm of my hand.I go!Even if I'm so immoral that I masturbate to the computer every day, I can't stimulate my sensory nerves so straightforwardly, right?

He suddenly whispered in my ear: "What I mean is, you should try your best to avoid words with serious connotations like 'insert' or 'bite'. My concentration is not as good as you think."

The breathy voice seemed poisonous... Is this person really not a snake?

I patted him on the back with my hand, indicating that I understood: "Okay, I won't talk anymore, let's continue to work hard and kill these zongzi!" Of course, I strengthened my tone when I said the word "dry".

It is definitely a great pleasure in the world to see him slumped because of me, not to mention the emotions in his eyes that surged like tides and were suppressed by his usual cold rationality, which made me tease me a little more for no reason The thrill of this ice cube.But at this time, if I say anything more at this time, I will torture him maliciously, so I raised my eyebrows and said to him solemnly: "Stop talking, eat rice dumplings. Happy Dragon Boat Festival."

I pretended to take the rest of the zongzi seriously, and he looked at me for a long time, before recovering his usual tone and correcting: "It's Dragon Boat Festival Ankang."

I nodded in a daze, chewed the glutinous rice and said vaguely: "Ankang Ankang, family Ankang..."

Thinking, with my parents, plus him, and his family, all safe and healthy is the blessing of my life.