Secrets always have a mysterious power, which arouses people's strong desire to explore.
Ding Yinan quickly grasped the key point of Huo Zhixiao's words - it will be announced after finishing. Usually, it's either the creator's reluctance to reveal unfinished work, or a deliberate attempt to trick the viewer.
Ding Yinan didn't think that Huo Zhixiao's handiwork would be a miracle, so he wanted to hide it and surprise everyone in the end. He was more inclined that Huo Zhixiao was trying to trick him on purpose, and the object of his trickery was obviously himself.
"You're not making me a cane, are you?" Ding Yinan suddenly had this thought in his mind, "Let me go to work tomorrow with a cane."
Tomorrow is Friday, and Ding Yinan has to go to the office to work. He didn't ask for leave, because Huo Zhixiao was very free recently, and all he had to do was draw construction drawings, and correspondingly, he couldn't be too busy.
To Ding Yinan, it is really not worthwhile to lose a day's basic salary just because of a sprain that does not affect his work.
"I don't have to go to work tomorrow." Huo Zhixiao still stood firmly at the door of the handicraft room, "I asked you for leave."
"Are you asking me for leave?"
Ding Yinan vaguely saw RMB flying away from his eyes.
"Yeah." Huo Zhixiao said, "I also asked for leave, so I drew pictures at home."
"Do you know who to contact for leave?" Ding Yinan felt strange, he remembered that Huo Zhixiao obviously did not have the contact information of the administrative secretary.
"Called my dad." Huo Zhixiao said.
"… Fine."
Now it's all right, even if Ding Yinan wanted to cancel the leave, he didn't dare to regret it in front of Huo Xun. If he asked for leave but didn't ask for it, Huo Xun would only think that he was a busy person.
This time Ding Yinan went on a business trip to Sanyang Village and only brought two or three days of luggage. Now at Huo Zhixiao's house, he has no extra clothes to wear.
After dinner, he planned to go back to his home and bring some necessities. But Huo Zhixiao didn't let him go, just said that he would go and get it for him.
Huo Zhixiao's reason is simple: "I have to help you and carry your bag, so I might as well go alone."
Ding Yinan felt that this made sense, he really didn't need to go there in person, he just turned on the video and told Huo Zhixiao what he needed, so he told Huo Zhixiao the password of his house.
"Are you sure?" Huo Zhixiao asked amusedly while changing his shoes, "Your password is six zeros?"
"No other meaning." Ding Yinan handed the 300-year-old dog leash to Huo Zhixiao, "Change it as you like."
The password of Ding Yinan's house was originally his birthday. After Han Shuo moved his luggage last time, he didn't know what password to change, so he simply entered six zeros.
But the problem is that the password of Huo Zhixiao's family is six ones, which is a bit subtle.
Ding Yinan admitted that he was used to entering the password of Huo Zhixiao's house, so when changing his password, he subconsciously thought of six consecutive numbers. But he swears that this has absolutely nothing to do with his model, and he has absolutely no intention of making a pair with Huo Zhixiao.
But Huo Zhixiao obviously didn't think so, he half-jokingly said: "Ding Zhu, I'm afraid you have a crush on me."
Ding Yinan twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly, too lazy to explain. He drove a man and a dog out of the house, and then slammed the door shut.
About an hour and a half later, Huo Zhixiao led Sanbaishui back home after a walk. He threw a bag on the sofa, and said to Ding Yinan: "Take a look and see if the things are right."
It was confirmed in the video just now that what Huo Zhixiao took was what Ding Yinan asked him to take. A change of clothes, a laptop, and a few books are impossible to take by mistake, and even if they are taken by mistake, it’s okay.
Ding Yinan didn't open it to look, he said "thank you" to Huo Zhixiao, then limped towards the bedroom with the bag in his hand.
"Do you need help?" Huo Zhixiao asked.
"Need not."
Ding Yinan felt that he still couldn't rely too much on Huo Zhixiao to hug him, no matter what he was still a big man, he was always hugged back and forth like something.
"You'd better open it to make sure." Huo Zhixiao reminded again, with some imperceptible expectation in his tone.
Ding Yinan didn't think much, he said "yes", and then closed the bedroom door.
The things in the bag were clothes, computers and books, all of which were specified by Ding Yinan, nothing special.
However, when Ding Yinan took out a change of clothes from the bottom of the bag and was about to take a bath, a familiar item suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
As the saying goes, there are only three things, and this is the fourth time this thing has shown its existence in a short period of time.
Yes, that electric massager again.
Veins popped out of Ding Yinan's forehead, no wonder Huo Zhixiao insisted on opening it just now, because he was expecting his reaction when he saw this dead stick.
Before Ding Yinan had always disagreed with the saying "a man is a teenager until his death", he felt that he had already grown up when his grandparents passed away.
But after getting in touch with Huo Zhixiao during this period of time, he realized that if this man becomes childish, it will be endless.
Isn't Huo Zhixiao looking forward to his reaction
Then he will give him a good response.
Ding Yinan sneered in his heart, and then put the massage stick on the head of the bed.
The night passed quickly, Ding Yinan read a book for a while, and played computer games for a while, before he knew it, the pointer moved towards eleven o'clock.
Huo Zhixiao didn't bother with the bag again, probably because the expected effect was not achieved, so he threw the massage stick behind him.
Seeing that it was almost time, Ding Yinan took off his shirt, lay on the messy bed with his upper body naked, then put the massage stick on the corner of his lips, sticking out his tongue vaguely, then held up his mobile phone, and took a picture of the lower half of his face to the screen between the collarbones.
The effect of the static picture is already pornographic enough, but Ding Yinan still feels dissatisfied.
Instead, he recorded a video, with the tip of his tongue circling the top of the vibrator to mimic the movement of the mouth. The crystal liquid slid down the corner of his lips. He licked the corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue, then drew a half circle along the upper lip, and finally retracted the tip of his tongue into his mouth, biting his lower lip.
After recording the video, Ding Yinan adjusted the size of the screen, placed the most intuitive part in the center of the screen, and then added a layer of soft light filter.
Next, click on WeChat and send the video.
[Ding Yinan: Video.avi]
[Ding Yinan: Thank you for bringing it here for me]
[Ding Yinan: I just want to use it]
Within a minute, there was a frantic knock on the bedroom door.
"Ding Yinan!" Huo Zhixiao shouted anxiously, "Open the door for me!"
Those who didn't know thought that something happened between the two of them, but in fact, the knocking on the door and shouting all revealed the same meaning: let me fuck you.
Of course Ding Yinan would not open the door, he was on the ground swiping his phone, and soon there was no movement outside the door.
But five minutes later, the knock on the door sounded again, accompanied by Huo Zhixiao's swear words: "Fuck! Where did you take my house key?"
The gate of this house is equipped with an electronic lock and does not require a door key, but the other doors in the house are different, and they all have a bunch of spare keys.
These keys are stored in a drawer in the cloakroom, just like electrical warranty cards and the like, and have not been touched since Huo Zhixiao moved in.
If Huo Zhixiao could know more about his house, he wouldn't be standing outside the bedroom door in a hurry now.
Ding Yinan still ignored Huo Zhixiao, and after a while, Huo Zhixiao left his room, and the matter was left alone.
Before falling asleep, Ding Yinan suddenly felt thirsty, and planned to go to the refrigerator to get a bottle of mineral water and put it by the bedside.
At this time, there was no sound outside the door, nor any light, Huo Zhixiao should be staying in his bedroom. But even so, Ding Yinan still didn't dare to turn on the light, and came to the kitchen in the dark.
Ding Yinan is very familiar with everything in the kitchen, but what he didn't expect was that he was careful enough, but he still bumped into an empty water bottle on the dining table.
The empty water bottle made an abrupt sound when it fell on the ground. Only then did Ding Yinan realize that there were several empty water bottles on the dining table, and he didn't know how much ice water Huo Zhixiao had come to drink to suppress the evil fire in his heart.
Ding Yinan didn't have time to tidy up, so he quickly took a bottle of water and walked to his bedroom.
However, as one wished, he had just walked into the living room when Huo Zhixiao's door swung open, and a menacing figure appeared behind the door.
Huo Zhixiao's bedroom is alone on the other side, not next to the guest bedroom and handicraft room.
Seeing a glimmer of life, Ding Yinan quickly let go of his feet and ran limping, while Huo Zhixiao on the other side also chased after him with big strides.
The three-hundred-year-old who was sleeping on the balcony didn't know what happened, but he took part in this "race" first.
"Ding Yinan! Stop for me!"
"No, why are you chasing me?"
Of course, Ding Yinan knew why Huo Zhixiao was chasing him. If he was caught by Huo Zhixiao at this time, I'm afraid this angry Da Meng would fuck him to death.
"You're going to leave me alone after getting me angry, right?"
"Who asked you to bring me the massage stick?"
As long as he hasn't been caught, Ding Yinan will not admit defeat.
"You just say you care or don't care?"
"Of course not."
Ding Yinan slipped away quickly, successfully ran back to his room, and closed the door.
Huo Zhixiao was hindered by the three hundred years old at his feet, and was only a step behind. He slapped the door, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't come out tomorrow if you have the guts."
Let's talk about tomorrow's matter tomorrow, Ding Yinan's nerves relaxed, he said leisurely: "You have so many bed partners, just call one and it's over."
There was silence outside the door, and after a while, the sound of Huo Zhixiao's leaving footsteps and his soliloquy: "It makes sense."
Ding Yinan was stunned for a moment, does it make sense
So Huo Zhixiao is going to find other people to vent his anger now
For some reason, Ding Yinan's heart felt as if a big stone had been pressed on it, making him so stuffy that he couldn't breathe. He was still fighting with Huo Zhixiao with high spirits just now, but now his thoughts of fighting have completely disappeared.
Thinking about it, Huo Zhixiao's conditions are so good, many people want to sleep in his bed, he has no reason to hold back his anger. And speaking of it, it was Ding Yinan's suggestion to him, so there is nothing wrong with him if he really did that.
Distraught, Ding Yinan went back to bed, forcing himself not to think about it. But he kept pricking his ears involuntarily, paying attention to the movement of Huo Zhixiao going out.
After a long while, Ding Yinan did not wait for the door to open, but instead waited for Huo Zhixiao's WeChat message.
Huo Zhixiao sent a screen recording of his WeChat contacts. From a to z, there are a total of more than a thousand normal friends, all of whom have serious name notes.
Ding Yinan didn't understand why Huo Zhixiao sent this screen recording for him. The screen recording time was close to two minutes. He didn't read all of it. Instead, he exited to read the new text Huo Zhixiao sent him after the phone vibrated again. information.
[Huo Zhixiao: Look at it]
[Ding Yinan: What are you looking at?]
[Huo Zhixiao: The note I gave to my bed partner is the last name + the bar I know]
so what
Ding Yinan was inexplicably angry, so Huo Zhixiao asked him to find out how many bed partners he had from a bunch of friends? Or let him help choose who will be lucky tonight
But then the news from Huo Zhixiao made the anger in Ding Yinan's heart clear like a leaking balloon.
[Huo Zhixiao: Check it out, it’s all deleted]
Three Hundred Years Old: What are you running? add me