Coming out of the back room, Wu Suowei seemed to be a different person, wearing a suit and leather shoes, shiny leather shoes, a flat briefcase, and 100-degree glasses. Under Chi Cheng's deliberate gaze, he walked up to him steadily and smiled lightly.
"Let's go!"
After arriving in the car, Chi Cheng was still silent, Wu Suowei took out a book, put it on his lap, and read it carefully.
"I found that reading Van Loon's book is like reading a brain teaser, with irony, exaggeration, and ridicule from time to time, which is really historical heresy..."
Chi Cheng only pretended to be a young monk chanting scriptures next to him, not interested in listening at all. Little Vinegar Bao listened very seriously, his eyes were rolling over Wu Suowei's book, his tail was wagging, and he fell asleep after a while.
After driving for a while, Chi Cheng asked, "Where are you going?"
Wu Suowei closed the book slowly, "Let's go to the tea house."
After entering the tea house and finding a quiet corner, Wu Suowei took out the unappetizing book again, looked at it pretendingly, and then pushed the frame of the mirror, as if it really happened.
"You said, history is so dramatic, why do people still read novels?" He looked at Chi Cheng with great interest.
Chi Cheng ignored him at all.
Wu Suowei still maintained a steady smile, "Do you think religion can monopolize the truth?"
Chi Cheng looked outside, his fingers rustling the table, like a tiger grinding its claws.
Wu Suowei had no choice but to smooth things over, "I think all intolerance stems from the fear of human nature, especially those who occupy positions of authority, so they do everything possible to confuse the public, just like what Nietzsche called 'the phenomenon of crowd blindness' .”
Chi Cheng chewed and swallowed the tea in his mouth.
Wu Suowei asked again: "What do you think?"
After a long silence, Chi Cheng finally spoke.
"You'd rather talk about 'anal anatomy' with me."
"..."
After drinking tea, Wu Suowei invited Chi Cheng to attend the concert, an art palace for elegant people to enjoy music. It was the first time for Wu Suowei to come to this kind of place, and the atmosphere inside made him very comfortable, and he fell asleep within ten minutes of being so comfortable.
Chi Cheng cast a sideways glance at Wu Suowei, seeing him bowing his head, looking like he was surrendering, his smooth forehead gleaming in the dim light... He couldn't help but smile, he was obviously just a small alley, he had to pretend What high-end people.
Thinking about it, he tilted Wu Suowei's head on his shoulder, Wu Suowei found a support point, and slept more peacefully, all the warm air from his nose pierced into Chi Cheng's neckline.
When a piece of music enters the climax, the player is involved and the listener is intoxicated. Chi Cheng stayed out of the matter, his ears filled with the sound of Wu Suowei's breathing.
I haven't shared the same bed with anyone for many years, and suddenly I feel that the breathing rhythm of sleep is quite pleasant.
Wu Suowei's head slipped from Chi Cheng's shoulders, was held by Chi Cheng's big hands, and pressed to his legs. He kneaded Wu Suowei's forehead intentionally or unintentionally, it was really hard! How could it be like this with a thick layer of dead skin
Wu Suowei's sleep schedule was very precise, he woke up as soon as the music stopped, and his ears were filled with applause. He sat up straight with a whoosh, and clapped reflexively, with a happy expression on his face.
"It really is a feast of music!"
Chi Cheng glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and there was a button mark on the right cheek of a certain person, and his compliments were unambiguous at all, and he wanted to push him down and fuck hard, this kid is so cute!
There was an ice cream shop outside, Chi Cheng stopped in front of the window, turned to Wu Suowei and asked, "What flavor do you eat?"
"It's original." Wu Suowei said.
"Two original flavors."
Walking on the road, Chi Cheng didn't take a bite of the ice cream in his hand, he just stared at the one in Wu Suowei's hand.
"Give me a taste of yours." Chi Cheng said.
Wu Suowei cast a contemptuous look, "Isn't it the same flavor?"
Chi Cheng insisted that it was different.
With a cold face, Wu Suowei handed over the ice cream cone in his hand.
Unexpectedly, Chi Cheng's mouth directly bypassed the ice cream, ran towards Wu Suowei's mouth, and when he was unprepared, he pried open his teeth and snatched the piece he had just bitten off.
Wu Suowei's face blushed with blood, and the remaining anger was still there, Chi Cheng came over again, Wu Suowei quickly turned his face away. As a result, when he turned his head back, there was only a short piece of ice cream in his hand left.
The remaining four-fifths were all in Chi Cheng's mouth.
"Damn, your mouth is too big!!" Wu Suowei couldn't help being shocked while being annoyed.
Chi Cheng was quite insightful, "Only if it is big, can it be contained in the mouth."
Saying that, he took the ice cream in his hand to his mouth again, and swallowed it like a glutton, from the top to the root, his dark eyes probed Wu Suowei intentionally or unintentionally. The masseter muscle contracted powerfully, the throat joint rolled twice, and a piece of ice cream went in. The thick and powerful tongue sticks out, and sweeps the corners of the tough lips a few times, and all the remaining white lotion slides into the mouth.
In the whole world, the only person who can eat ice cream so vigorously and so vilely is Baldy Chi.
Wu Suowei swallowed hard.
If you can't bear it, you can make a lot of trouble. I should be grateful for all of this.
…
When Chi Cheng sent Wu Suowei back to the clinic, Jiang Xiaoshuai had already left. I don't know if it was intentional to make room for the two of them, but they left so early today. Feeling that Chi Cheng followed in from behind, Wu Suowei's spine felt chills, obviously he was the one who had malicious intentions, but when they were in the same room, he was the one who was anxious and uneasy.
Of course, showing cowardice is the most taboo at this time, Wu Suowei knew this very well, so he walked to the back room with a calm face, and slowly untied his tie.
Suddenly, the pants were pulled open.
Wu Suowei betrayed his nervousness in an instant, his hands tightly strangled his waistband, and it bounced away like an electric shock, his highly alert eyes locked on Chi Cheng's two big hands.
"Be respectful!" He warned loudly.
Chi Cheng looked quite innocent, "Who doesn't respect you anymore?"
Wu Suowei stretched his neck, "Why are you pulling my trousers?"
"I just want to see if you wear the underwear I bought for you."
Wu Suowei was quite embarrassed, "There are so many underwear, how do you know if you bought them?"
Chi Cheng leaned against the desk, put the cigarette pinned behind his ear to the corner of his mouth, squinted his eyes at Wu Suowei.
"I picked your underwear one by one. I carefully checked the brand, size, and fabric. Do you think I brought them from the wholesale market?"
Wu Suowei's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes staggered.
Chi Cheng saw the little sugar figure on the wooden cabinet again, and said, "Blow me another sugar figure."
Wu Suowei said with a cold face, "I won't blow it off."
Chi Cheng said again: "Last time I took it home, my girlfriend liked it very much, you blow one for her."
"Your girlfriend?" Wu Suowei tensed up, "Is it Yue Yue?"
"Huh?" Chi Cheng was quite surprised, "How do you know?"
Wu Suowei scolded in his heart, what are you pretending to be? Wasn't she the one who instigated me to make things difficult for me by taking advantage of my position? Of course, Wu Suowei didn't make it clear, Chi Cheng would find out his motives if he made it clear, so it's better to pretend to be stupid.
Seeing Wu Suowei's listlessness and not chirping, Chi Cheng suddenly felt relieved.
A puff of smoke was sprayed on his face, "I gave it to my girlfriend, are you unhappy?"
nonsense! Nanima is my ex-girlfriend. Can I be happy if you borrow flowers to present Buddha with my work
Still silent.
Chi Cheng suddenly felt that Wu Suowei in this appearance was very lovable, and couldn't help but want to take a second look.
"Be obedient, blow one for her."
In the end, Wu Suowei really blew, blowing a pile of shit, so lifelike, it was almost stuffed in Chicheng's mouth.
"Take this and leave quickly!"
Wu Suowei pointed to the door.
Chi Cheng's feet have always been controlled by himself, immune to anyone's gestures, he walked straight towards the pharmacy inside, Wu Suowei stopped loudly, "Don't touch other people's things!"
Chi Cheng glanced at the medicine shelf, found a box of ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, and when he came out, he took Wu Suowei's waistband and pressed it on the chair, squeezed out a piece of ointment, applied it to Wu Suowei's forehead, and rubbed it vigorously. took two.
Wu Suowei pushed Chi Cheng, "What are you doing?"
"Hold on!"
Chi Cheng suddenly roared, and there was a thunder on the ground, with infinite deterrent power.
"With dead skin on the forehead, it will be useless if you don't take medicine!"
After Wu Suowei knew about Chi Cheng's kindness, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
"Why are you so nice to me?"
Chi Cheng asked back: "What do you think?"
Wu Suowei froze, "I don't know."
"How can you still have the face to be a mistress with just this savvy?" She teased deliberately.
Wu Suowei almost sprayed Chi Cheng's face with blood, your uncle, who is the mistress
Back home, Chi Cheng twisted the bamboo stick in his hand, his eyes followed the sugar figure.
He knew that as soon as this thing was brought to Yue Yue's eyes, and his girlfriend smiled, the misunderstanding with her parents before would be resolved. It's that simple, if someone puffs out his cheeks, he will have one less trouble.
But in the end, he still inserted the sugar figurine into the wooden box.
Too rare, a little reluctant.
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