little beast

Xiaolu washed up and walked over with his messy hair. He still looked sleepy, yawned wearily, and said, "What are you talking about?"

Liang Shao said slowly, "It's okay."

Sheng Shuangxu didn't mention what happened just now, and ate in silence.

Fawn sat down on the floor, reached for the steamed buns in the plastic bag, and said, "What are we doing tonight?"

It's New Year's Eve at night, Liang Shao lives here all year round, it doesn't make any difference to him if the New Year's Eve is over, and he doesn't need to close the shop, so he said: "...Do you want to watch the Spring Festival Gala? We don't stay up late, you Remember to turn down the volume on the TV."

"No," Xiao Lu immediately shook his head, denying, "I want to eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year, I want to eat dumplings."

Liang Shao said casually: "There is quick-frozen food in the refrigerator, if you want to eat it, cook it yourself."

——Frozen dumplings? ?

According to Sheng Shuangxu's secret observation, Liang Shao's kitchen is basically useless, with no traces of use, and even the seasoning has expired before it is opened, but Xiaolu is young and can't cook. The bachelor who lives alone all year round can't even cook. Sheng Shuangxu, who works regularly and eats healthily, doesn't understand how they survive on fast food every day.

Sheng Shuangxu couldn't bear to listen to this conversation anymore, so he hurriedly said, "How can I eat quick-frozen dumplings during the Chinese New Year? I'll make dumplings this afternoon."

Liang Shao's expression changed, and just as he was about to say something, Xiaolu jumped up happily like a child, and wanted to jump into Sheng Shuangxu's arms, but Liang Shao grabbed him by the collar with one hand and dragged him back.

Xiao Lu crossed his fingers and said excitedly, "Mr. Sheng, you are really nice. I haven't eaten dumplings for many years."

It's just cooking, Sheng Shuangxu has been doing housework all year round, he doesn't think there is anything special, and he feels flattered.

Xiaolu still wanted to go to Sheng Shuangxu's side, but was pressed back to his original position by Liang Shao. He went to break Liang Shao's wrist, but he couldn't break it, he was moaning, and his body had to sit obediently. good.

Just at this time, a brisk music came from Xiaolu's bedroom. Xiaolu shook under Liang Shao's palm, wrapped his arms around Liang Shao's shoulders, and whispered in his ear, "I want to answer the phone." Alright, let me go."

An impatience flashed in Liang Shao's eyes, and he withdrew his hand abruptly, without speaking, and continued to eat breakfast in silence.

Sheng Shuangxu looked at the two suddenly silent in puzzlement, and Xiaolu didn't mean to explain to him, so he ran back to the bedroom after the phone rang, and muffled voices came through the wall, but he couldn't make out the content , After a while, the fawn poked its frizzy head out from the crack of the door.

Xiaolu said guiltily: "Mr. Sheng, I'm sorry, I may not be able to eat the dumplings you made tonight."

"I have to go to work."

Xiaolu didn't leave the house after saying this, and Sheng Shuangxu couldn't knock on the door to ask him about his personal affairs, so he also went back to his room and began to think about the job interview after the next year.

When the job is settled, he has the confidence and face to face his ex-wife and daughter.

Liang Shao went out in the afternoon, and Sheng Shuangxu didn't know exactly where he went. When he came back, he bought a lot of ingredients and seasonings along the way, put them in the kitchen, and asked Sheng Shuangxu to use them for himself.

Liang Shao couldn't cook, so he helped Sheng Shuangxu from the side. He disinfected and cleaned the dishes and chopsticks, and helped knead the noodles clumsily.

Xiao Lu was going to "work", but no one was there, and there was no business in the clinic for the New Year's Eve. There were only two people in the room, Sheng Shuangxu and Liang Shao. Sheng Shuangxu had been thinking about Xiaolu's work all afternoon, thinking about it Something is wrong.

Even if they didn't get along for a long time, Xiaolu definitely didn't look like a person with a job. The only thing Sheng Shuangxu could think of was his unusual illness.

Sheng Shuangxu hesitated for a while, and then casually asked the question while chatting: "What kind of work does Xiaolu do? I never saw him mention it."

Liang Shao and Noodle's hands paused, he rubbed the white bumps on his hands, and said, "I don't know."

His attitude made Sheng Shuangxu even more puzzled: "Don't you know that you live together?"

"I'm not his guardian, Sheng Shuangxu, there's no need for me to interfere with his freedom." Liang Shao obviously wanted to avoid this topic, and said dully, "Don't just treat him as a child. Small, no matter what, he is still an adult."

Sheng Shuangxu was at a loss for words for a moment, he turned his head and faced Shang Liangshao's flour-covered glasses.

——Liang Shao is really not good at cooking, he just mixed the noodles according to Sheng Shuangxu's instructions, and he got a lot of white powder on his hair.

Sheng Shuangxu couldn't understand Liang Shao's attitude towards Xiaolu. They were clearly under the same roof, but he always reminded Sheng Shuangxu to be wary of him.

"What should I do next?" Liang Shao kneaded a small piece of dough, flattened it on the chopping board, and tried to twist it into dumpling skins with his hands, "I can't make these."

Sheng Shuangxu sighed, held up the rolling pin and said, "...I'll do it."

Fawn was wearing a bathrobe and sitting beside the big bed in the hotel, his two thin white legs dangling gently, he was facing the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the neon lights outside the window twinkled like stars in the middle of the night, making his pupils shine.

Xiaolu stared blankly at the night outside the window, he was so absorbed in watching, that when the man behind him pinched his shoulder, he shrank in fright.

Xiao Lu turned his head back, his body was no longer under his control, and he wrapped his neck stickily around the opponent's neck. He was very sensitive, and just skin-to-skin contact could give him a sense of happiness—a very cheap and uncontrollable happiness. Xiaolu wanted to make himself happier, so he tried hard to learn to enjoy it. In the end, he didn't know whether he liked it or not. Anyway, he never thought about any negative pain that was not conducive to his happiness.

He doesn't care who is lying on his body, he treats all guests equally.

The deer was meekly pressed under him, and his slender fingers touched the opponent's cheek.

"Your eyes are beautiful," said Xiao Lu, who hadn't "worked" for a long time, and he would still carry Liang Shao behind his back, trying to say these compliments to every potential customer he met, "Mr. Shen, thank you for coming contact me."

It had been too long, until Shen Chengan called, and Xiao Lu remembered that he had given this kind of person his contact information.

Shen Chengan looked at Xiao Lu's beautiful face similar to Shao Qing expressionlessly, trying to make himself more confused and immersed tonight.

——Then squeezed the three words Sheng Shuang Xu out of his head.

He let Xiaolu's fingers slide down his cheeks, to his chest muscles, and then down to his tight abs.

Xiaolu's fingers are very nimble, and his illness has forced him to be good at it, but right now his guests don't seem to like his service very much.

Shen Chengan groaned in pain, turned his face away heavily, stood up abruptly, and grabbed Xiao Lu's hand that was still about to reach down.

No.

Or not.

"Stop it," he gasped, "I'm not interested."

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