blame at every turn

That afternoon, Yue Qin finished work early.He went back to the home where he and Yue Qiqiao settled together before graduating from university, packed all his clothes, and planned to use clothes to occupy half of Yang Ya's wardrobe, so as to enhance his sense of presence in Yang Ya.

He quickly filled Yang Ya's closet with his own clothes. Looking at the neat and respectful clothes on one side and the other on the other, he suddenly remembered that when he was a child, Yang Ya's clothes appeared randomly in their house. Somewhere in the closet, so that the clothes of the two of them are often mixed, and sometimes Yang Ya would even wear his underwear, Yue Qin felt a little itchy, so he rearranged the clothes in order, Seeing that the clothes in the closet are mixed into a pot of porridge regardless of style, size or color, this is the only satisfaction.

Yang Ya is temporarily busy, and it is said that he will not be back until after eight o'clock.Yue Qin decided to take advantage of his absence to do some practical things for him, such as repairing the water heater that sprayed hot water at [-] degrees.

He asked Yang Ya on WeChat if he had a hardware toolbox at home, but Yang Ya didn't reply after waiting for 10 minutes, so he decided to look for it himself first.

According to Yang Ya's habit of placing things in the past, Yue Qin first touched the gap between the sofa cushions, but he didn't find any convenient tools, but found a small sandbag instead.

The dark blue fabric and some rough stitches looked familiar no matter how you looked at them. Yue Qin didn't pay much attention to it, and put the sandbag back to its original position. Under the mattress and behind the radiator, after discovering photo albums, balls of wool, stationery bags and other items one after another, Yue Qin gradually realized that something was wrong.

After he took out the wooden board at the bottom of the closet and found the tie and apron sealed inside, Yue Qin finally confirmed everything.

After all, the existence of other things may be a coincidence. This cement-coated apron is definitely unique in this world, unless Yang Ya also worked on a construction site and fell into a cement tank wearing an apron.

He knew that although Yang Ya was big, he was like a hamster. When conditions permit and the environment is relatively safe, he has the habit of hiding frequently used things in the gaps within reach.

Although Yue Qin was often caught off guard by the "nuts" hidden by Yang Ya in the past, he always thought Yang Ya's habit was very cute. When Yue Qin was bored, he would hunt for treasures, find the things Yang Ya hid, and put them away. Back to the original place, and now, Yue Qin picked up this interest again, but instead of putting the things back, he gathered all the trophies together and piled up a hill on the coffee table.

Almost all the things Yang Ya hid were items that he had lost and disappeared.

It was almost dinner time when Yue Qin received Yang Ya's reply: "The toolbox is in the cabinet on the left hand side of the corridor, look for it."

Yue Qin was not in a hurry to let him know that his ripped buttocks had been seen at a glance, pretending to casually reply him with an "ok" emoji, searched almost all the places he could find, and moved the pile of spoils from the coffee table Arrived on the cabinet facing the door of the house.

Then he took the toolbox and started fixing the water heater.

At eight o'clock, Yang Ya arrived at the door of the house on time. As soon as he opened the anti-theft door, he saw an extremely terrifying scene——

The light at home was only on the one at the end of the corridor, and the warm yellow light had little energy left when it reached the living room. Yue Qin stood at the junction of light and darkness, wearing the familiar cement bag He was wearing a starched apron, with his hands crossed over his chest, guarding the piles of old sundries on the cabinet, and staring at him tenderly.

Yue Qin's smile was innocent, without any hint of threat or questioning, but it made Yang Ya nervous for no reason, and swallowed uneasily.

He shrunk his neck, tiptoed into the room like a thief, and said, "Yue Qin, where did you find this apron? It looks great on you, hehe."

Immediately afterwards, Yang Ya was dragged by Yue Qin's sleeve and led into the bedroom.

Yue Qin pushed him down on the bed: "Tell me, why did you steal from me?"

Since the matter has been completely exposed, it would be futile to struggle to argue, Yang Ya lowered his head guiltily: "I'm sorry, Yue Qin, I really didn't mean it, I just can't control myself... especially when I know I'm going to die soon. When I want to leave you, because I feel that I can't breathe in the air without you, and if I can't take you away, I can only absorb a little residual oxygen from your belongings."

Yue Qin continued to ask: "Then is there anything else you are hiding from me?"

"No, not anymore." Yang Ya trembled.

"It's really gone? I don't believe it." Yue Qin pressed on him, trying to use his weight to create mental pressure on Yang Ya, "You have to let me pull out all your rabbit tails before you let me know Are you tall or short?"

"It's really gone," Yang Ya avoided his gaze, racked his brains for a long time before hesitatingly said, "Yue Qin, if you really want to know whether I am tall or short, why don't I tell you tonight? show you?"

"Ah?" Yue Qin couldn't react for a moment.

Then his gaze followed Yang Ya's hand all the way down, watching Yang Ya unzip his pants.

"..." Yue Qin was speechless for a while.

He couldn't understand why the tool used by an ED patient was so...big?

Isn't this outrageous?

"Very, very good, but this is not what I want to see." Yue Qin looked away, and helped Yang Ya re-zip, "Are you sure you have nothing else to hide from me?"

"If you must ask me what bad things I did behind your back, I, just the night before yesterday, in the bathroom, imagining your face, did, did something to pollute the environment."

"Well," Yue Qin replied without thinking, "You just have to admit your mistakes, and don't..."

He finally realized something was wrong when he said this, so he stopped abruptly. However, before he could get over Yang Ya's overly explicit words, Yang Ya took over the words: "Don't talk to your Thumbelina from now on. It's a date, and we help each other directly, don't we?"

"No, you..." Yue Qin wanted to cover Yang Ya's mouth.He felt that such a dirty thing should not come from Yang Ya's mouth, but as soon as his eyes returned to Yang Ya's face, he was caught by Yang Ya's pitiful eyes, and Yang Ya looked straight at him. Looking at him, he asked cautiously: "Brother, you don't have to go to work tomorrow, right?"

"I…"

"I don't have a job either, what a coincidence." His voice was sticky, as if he was being coquettish, but it was a clear trap, "Why don't we learn something about adults."

Yue Qin got up quickly, and stepped back a bed away from him.

Yue Qin began to get nervous: "This...it has nothing to do with tomorrow's work or not, right?"

"It's related. In fact, there are some things I've wanted to do for a long time, but I'm afraid that if I don't do it well the first time, it will tire my brother and affect my work the next day, so I have been trying to restrain myself."

can not do well…?

Was Yang Ya afraid that he would break his gun if he was too nervous?

"It's okay," Yue Qin said pretending to be calm, "As long as you do the preparations, the problem will not be a big problem. If you really don't have much confidence in yourself, I can come."

"Okay." Yang Ya happily agreed, then got up excitedly, pulled Yue Qin to his side, and tightly wrapped his waist, "Then let's make fists to decide whether to go up or down?"

He had already reached this point in his words, and Yue Qin finally realized something was wrong: Why did he have to draw his fists to decide whether to go up or down? Couldn't Yang Ya only be the one at the bottom?

So he looked down uncontrollably, and immediately found that Yang Ya's place was already full of life, and he didn't look like an ED patient.

"..." Thinking that he seemed to have misunderstood Yang Ya's attributes, and even misunderstood Yang Ya's problem in that aspect, Yue Qin felt guilty for a while.While he breathed a sigh of relief for the health of Yang Ya's vital parts, he began to worry about the safety of his ass.

Out of prudent consideration, before agreeing to Yang Ya's punching, he confirmed the rules again and again: "Will the winner be determined in one round, or two wins in three rounds?"

"One game determines the winner."

"Is it the loser, or the winner?"

"The winner is here."

Yue Qin couldn't help but questioned: "Why is the winner? According to normal logic, shouldn't the winner take the initiative?"

"Because the people below don't have to move," Yang Ya replied, "Of course, if my brother thinks it's inappropriate, it's not impossible for the loser to be below."

"Then the winner is the next one." After understanding Yang Ya's thoughts, Yue Qin withdrew his proposal.

So far, he thought that Yang Ya would prefer to be zero.

Until Yang Ya got out the rock, he got out the scissors, Yue Qin took several deep breaths, and finally made up his mind to wipe his guns and go into battle. When he got up, he was held down by Yang Ya.

"Brother, I'm wrong. The preparation work is not for me, but for yourself."

Yue Qin was a little puzzled, "Didn't it mean that the winner is below?"

"That's right," Yang Ya smiled slyly, "I only said that guessing fists decides up and down, but I didn't say that guessing fists determines who is inside."

"—Because there is no need to discuss this at all, I am in it."

Soon Yue Qin understood why Yang Ya had to confirm in advance whether he would go to work the next day.

Because it does have a significant impact.

They had been busy all night, and finally Yang Ya decided to call it a day, and when he fell asleep contentedly in his arms, it would be dawn in less than two hours.

Yue Qin felt that his bones were falling apart. He felt that if he fell asleep, he might be completely stuck in the bed the next day, so he struggled to send a message to Yue Qiqiao while he still had a little consciousness left. Short message:

"Mom, you don't need to prepare leeks this year. Buy more potatoes and meat."