Temporary cohabitation

His voice was like a mosquito, and he was so embarrassed that he started construction with his fingers and toes at the same time, wishing he could dig out a tunnel and get in.

A lifetime passed quickly, and Renren passed away.

Cheng Shi has a thin skin, in every sense of the word.A little bit of agitation would speed up the blood flow. Others' blushing was a touch of light, but his blushing was a real thing, and even his eyelids were flushed with hot crimson.When Ren Mingyao saw the present from his student days, he always worried that he would pass out due to lack of oxygen.

There's nothing to be ashamed of.

Ren Mingyao's reaction to the fact that half of his butt appeared on Cheng Shi's computer screen was much calmer than expected.

Every man has this kind of time, watching a movie in the middle of the night to relax without breaking the law.Although it is unusual to run into the living room to see... But thinking about the child still in the room, it is obviously a bad shock to the young mind if he wakes up in the middle of the night and bumps into it.So it is also understandable.

Ren Mingyao thought it would be better to be bumped into by himself than Cheng Xiaojun, so he looked away without changing his face, went to the refrigerator to get coconut water, "Drink?"

He took out a can of iced milk and threw it back.Cheng Shi could touch it at a distance of not too far and not too close, but he didn't follow it, and fell to the ground with a bang and almost smashed his foot.

"...It's okay."

Why was there such a big reaction? Ren Mingyao just wanted to come over to see what happened, but he stepped back to block the computer screen and refused repeatedly, "It's okay, I'm sleepy and stupid, you go to sleep and don't worry about me, go quickly! Come on."

"..."

If you don't leave, he will come over to chase people away in a few minutes.

Ren Mingyao had to go back to the bedroom, and under his supervision, he closed the door tightly, and promised verbally that he would not come out casually tonight.

Only then did he feel relieved, and went back to the table to pick up the ice milk and put it on his hot cheeks, the physical cooling effect was excellent at the same time, and the drowsiness that could not be driven away just now was gone.

He didn't have such a strong mentality as Ren Mingyao, he closed the computer rudely, and the screen was too hot to touch.

How could life end up in such a mess!

He sighed deeply, lay down on the table in frustration, knocked his forehead against the table a few times, his mind was still full of the social death scene just now, replaying it in 360 degrees with no dead ends.

That hasty excuse was especially inappropriate.Why is he still talking nonsense when he is in a hurry?Fortunately, Ren Mingyao didn't hear clearly.

It's better not to hear clearly.

Just treat him as a late-night estrus and wash your hands/porn.Better than being found out to be a yellow producer.

After sighing, Cheng Shi straightened up, turned on the computer again, and looked at the paused frame on the screen. He was glad that he only had a raised buttocks, and his back was facing the camera without any obvious sexual characteristics.

Otherwise, Ren Mingyao found out that he was involved in messy pornography, and then thought of those disgusting, messy things, then the dirty thoughts he once had were not far from being discovered.

How dangerous it is to live so close!

He couldn't understand more and more what it was like to follow Ren Mingyao back when his mind was hot. He picked up the pen as if venting his anger, and wiped off all the layers that were not pleasing to the eye.

The themes of Cheng Shi's works are all relatively small.At the beginning, I could not choose the content and sexuality of the comics for other teachers, and I drew a lot of female protagonists.Later, I started to create plots independently, and I delicately portrayed the two male protagonists according to my own preferences.

I thought, since I'm already doing these unremarkable things, why not let myself go a little bit more.I am happy to draw, and people who read comics can also feel the sincerity of the creator.

He likes his job very much, but subconsciously, he always feels that this is something that cannot be shown publicly.I even had the idea of ​​opening another trumpet, specializing in the plots of Qingshui. It is more likely that one day I can have my own works and publish real works. Otherwise, with the scale of his paintings, many parts will have to be deleted in China to pass the review. .

But from the perspective of the creator, these in-depth physical exchanges are very important, and they have greatly promoted the development and changes of the characters. Forcibly deleting them will make the connection between the plot and the plot unnatural...

What are you thinking about?Things that can only be realized in the Year of the Monkey.

Cheng Shi raised his pen and tapped his forehead. When he came back to his senses, he should draw honestly. It would be more practical to solve the immediate problem first.

Not to mention those complicated psychological activities, but only in terms of material conditions, living with Ren Mingyao is actually quite comfortable, but he still wants to have a home of his own.

A place where he belonged completely, accepted him, and didn't have to worry about being kicked out at any time.It doesn't matter if it's a little bit smaller, as long as it's his.

It will also belong to Xiaojun.At that time, I will make a children's room alone, with a small bed and a whole box of toys in it...

Relying on the motivation to earn money for milk powder for his baby, Cheng Shi tenaciously endured through the middle of the night, and finally finished the draft at dawn. He was so tired that he lay motionless on the computer, and took a rest before making breakfast.

Ren Mingyao didn't get up for breakfast.After taking care of Cheng Xiaojun who got up early, he went back to his room and wanted to lie down for a while, but he didn't expect that the morning would pass as soon as he fell asleep, and Cheng Xiaojun barely woke up by pulling his ears.

When I woke up, it was almost a little closer. Normally, I would have finished lunch by this time.Cheng Shi looked at his phone in a daze, and after confirming the time, he was startled, rubbed his face and hurried out.

Ren Mingyao was standing in the kitchen with disheveled hair, picking out jam with leftover slices of toast from breakfast in his mouth.

He always spreads a thick layer of jam and eats it very quickly. Every time he buys it, he buys all four flavors, including a can of strawberry, blueberry, orange and chocolate.I change the food every day without repeating the same, and occasionally I even make a sandwich.

He also got up late today, and he didn't seem to have any interest in eating anything fancy. He just took a can of blueberry jam and sat at the dining table and unscrewed it. His voice was hoarse, "Morning."

"……morning."

Cheng Shi quickly glanced at the dining table to grasp the situation, and went into the kitchen to prepare the meals. The bacon slices and breakfast meats in the refrigerator were taken out and cooked, and a fried egg was added.He brought the coffee machine from his original home, and the freshly ground coffee was frothed neatly, and it only took a few minutes from the coffee beans to the cup full of fragrance.

During this period, Ren Mingyao didn't finish a piece of toast.I just woke up with a dry throat, and I struggled to swallow every sip, and the moist and sweet jam didn't ease the discomfort.Watching helplessly as he brought out coffee and put it on the table, he leaned over to take a sip, and finally his eyes came into focus.

Then he said it again: "Morning."

"..."

There is a sense of rebooting.

Cheng Zhi was not surprised, washed a few small tomatoes, cut them in half, put them on a plate, and brought out a makeshift light meal, "I overslept to make up for sleep today, and I haven't made lunch yet. Let's eat something first."

"Hmm." Ren Mingyao swallowed most of the fried egg in one gulp, and the soul floating above his body slowly returned to its place, "You also stayed up all night yesterday?"

Cheng Shi never catches up on sleep in the morning.But it was already late when we met in the living room in the middle of the night last night, presumably because he was driven back to the bedroom and continued to work overtime.

"Well. I'm going back to my hometown to visit the grave tomorrow. It's more at ease to do all the important work in advance before leaving."

While answering, his hands kept moving, and Cheng Shi skillfully prepared the milk powder and passed it to his leg.It was only then that Ren Mingyao realized that the child was like an ass, who ran into the kitchen at some point and snuggled up to him again.

Like a conscientious breeder, he fed the big ones and then the young ones, and continued to fry eggs after feeding the young ones, "Do you want more?"

Ren Mingyao said no.After waiting to take care of everyone, he finally sat down to eat, smiled and shook his head, "I can't stand it anymore when I'm getting old. I used to be able to draw after chasing fans all night, but now I don't feel like I'm not going to bed before twelve o'clock. Keep in good health."

"What are those?" Ren Mingyao pointed to the kitchen.He just took out a lot of ingredients from the refrigerator.

"Your three meals for tomorrow." Cheng Shi said, "I prepared them in the afternoon and put them in the refrigerator. When you eat tomorrow, heat them in the microwave... Do you still remember how to use the microwave?"

Remember is remember.

He looked very tired, his skin was pale, and the dark circles under his eyes were particularly obvious.Ren Mingyao never thought that his casual words would add so much burden to him, "Don't do it. Go to bed after eating. I will order takeaway tomorrow."

"It's okay. In fact, it's okay to stay up late once in a while. I've already caught up on sleep. I just go to bed early tonight." Cheng Zhiwen said, "Besides, I bought all the ingredients, and they won't be fresh after two days."

"Then you just watch from the side, I'll come."

"Ah." Cheng Shi asked unexpectedly, "Can you cook?"

"No." He said confidently. "It's okay, I'll eat it by myself anyway."

"..."

Makes sense.

Even if he personally supervises and guides, Cheng Shi is still worried about letting him cook.But it was easier for someone to help. Cheng Shi gave him the work of washing and cutting without firing a fire. Anyway, he was eating by himself, as long as the ingredients were washed clean, and he didn't have to care about the quality of the knife.

There was no need to do anything in the first half, Cheng Shi just stood by and watched.Ren Mingyao's posture of washing vegetables looks like a novice at first glance. After washing, the same thing remains, and he starts to have doubts, "Didn't you say that you will leave for a day?"

"It's one day. I need to eat three meals a day, plus what I need to eat tonight. Anyway, I've already started, so let's finish it together."

He teased the child with carrots, and said with a smile, "And the vegetables contain a lot of water, so you need to put more. Looking at such a large bunch of vegetables, it's actually only a small dish."

"I was also surprised when I first started cooking. I threw a handful of vegetables down and saw that most of the pot was full. Who knew that the more I cooked, the less it was, and finally there was only one shovel."

Ren Mingyao hummed, lowered his eyes and casually asked, "When did you learn to cook?"

"Many years ago, when I first lived by myself..."

He paused, and the tone of his words changed subtly, "I didn't learn it on purpose, I just made it myself, and I could eat it as I did it. Anyway, I'm better than you."

"It's better than me."

Drain the washed vegetables and put them on the chopping board.Just as Ren Mingyao picked up the knife, he caught a glimpse of him protecting Cheng Xiaojun and took a few steps back: "..."

"Come on, Jun." Cheng Shi said seriously, "Let's stand far away and cheer for Uncle Ren."

"..."

"Uncle Ren, it's best to use both hands when chopping vegetables. If you don't press your left hand properly, the vegetables will escape."

"..."

He pinched his throat and talked in a childish voice. Ren Mingyao couldn't concentrate on the chopping board at all, and he frantically proved that he really didn't know how to do housework with practical actions.

Cheng Zhi didn't want to see him making a mess of the kitchen, so he couldn't bear it after watching for a while, so he asked him to go out to play with Cheng Xiaojun, cleaned up the mess neatly, and continued.

Didn't help.Ren Mingyao was kicked out of the kitchen without a single word to refute. Seeing his clean and beautiful posture in raising and lowering the knife, orderly preparing materials, and strategizing in the kitchen is pleasing to the eye, and he is actually fascinated by it.

It wasn't until the hot oil started to smoke that Cheng Shi reminded him to take Cheng Xiaojun back a little further, and he only came back to his senses after yelling twice, "...Okay."

The ingredients are ready, and then the heat is the most important factor in determining whether a dish is good or not.

Cheng Shi's level of concentration when cooking is no less than that of painting, especially after living here, cooking for himself is very different from cooking for Ren Mingyao.

When I met him in the hospital in the middle of the night hanging on a bottle, I knew that he was always working upside down day and night, which hurt his health.Recently, his script meetings are always in the morning, and it is rare for him to get up for breakfast. It would be great to take this opportunity to adjust to a healthy routine.

The best way to adjust your schedule is to eat on time and on time.Eat better.

Cheng Shi knew why he didn't want to order takeaway.No matter how delicious the takeaway is, it will balance the tastes of the public, but the meals eaten at home are all tailor-made to cater to individual tastes.

Ren Mingyao likes to eat sweets, and he can fry beautiful candies.He doesn't like egg yolks, the eggs he fry are all hollow.He memorized the amount of milk, sugar, and ice in the coffee.

Earlier, Ren Mingyao liked to sit in the seat near the door, and he played as a small forward. He kept in mind everything he could see, such as the small movements of his dominant hand when grabbing rebounds, and which brand of mineral water he liked to drink.

It's just that Ren Mingyao didn't know, so he thought that his cooking was so delicious.Thinking that he really would drop by the stadium every day after school, thinking that they like to drink the same brand of mineral water.

What Ren Mingyao didn't know about Cheng Shi, it was true that once he retreated, he would take [-] steps.

It's true that you put your heart into it as soon as you put your heart into it.

The author has something to say:

Come to Liao!

Don't practice immortality today!

there is a surprise tomorrow

Goodnight everybody

mua!