Bai Sheng is a die-hard carnivore. He was forced to eat vegetarian food all night last night. Now he has to eat vegetarian food again tonight. One can imagine how he felt inside.
My only hope is to knock myself unconscious with a stick before going to bed and wake up tomorrow morning.
Although he couldn't prepare eight dishes and a soup in two hours like Yang Xiaodao, Bai Sheng, as a man who was born with a passion for competition, could easily prepare a few hard dishes. Since he had all the ingredients at home, he decided to make a squirrel mandarin fish and take a photo to post on WeChat Moments to show off his virtue and Shen's good taste. So he picked up a knife and stood in the kitchen, carefully deboning and carving the whole fish.
The 1.9-meter-tall S-class man had his sturdy upper body naked, with only a pair of sweatpants hanging around his hips, and his hair stood up so high that it almost touched the cupboard.
Generally, if the back muscles of people who work out are too thick, they will look hunched and bulky, but Bai Sheng has no such problem. He has been boxing since he was a child, and has developed smooth and powerful muscles. Looking from the door to the kitchen, the light reflects his straight back. Although he is standing in a sloppy manner, he has a familiar and stable sense of security.
Shen Zhuo sat in a chair in the dining room, feeling a little dazed, sometimes clear and sometimes confused.
Shouldn't I be in the Supervisory Office? This thought came to his mind involuntarily, but he immediately denied it subconsciously.
No, there is no such person named Bai Sheng in the Supervisory Office. In my current condition, I cannot stay alone without Bai Sheng’s company.
But then again, what's wrong with me, am I sick
This home seems very attractive, why did I come to this place
…
Shen Zhuo stood up unconsciously and walked forward slowly as if possessed by a ghost. Bai Sheng was about to turn around to get the cooking wine and almost bumped into him head-on: "Hey! What are you doing? Are you here to stick with me?"
Shen Zhuo stared at him straight, his eyes seemed a little confused.
Bai Sheng smiled, reached out and picked him up, put him on the half-man-high kitchen counter, pinched his chin and asked, "Are you hungry?"
The two of them, one standing and one sitting, Shen Zhuo looked a little taller. He lowered his long eyelashes and stared at Bai Sheng, with tears in his eyes.
"… "
Bai Sheng's breathing quickened and he whispered, "Give me another kiss." Then he leaned over and kissed the slightly open lips.
Shen Zhuo was a little dazed, and didn't know how to resist, so his lips, tongue and teeth were invaded more thoroughly. This face-to-face position made the kiss more passionate, and his thighs were forced to spread apart and stick to Bai Sheng's waist. He even had to raise his hands to hook Bai Sheng's neck. The subtle sound of water seemed to drown all his senses, and he was pressed backwards.
Bang!
With a dull thud, Shen Zhuo's head hit the edge of the cupboard, and he immediately hunched over, covering his head.
"What's wrong? Does it hurt? Where did you hit?" Bai Sheng held him tightly, pushed aside the black hair on the back of his head despite his resistance, and carefully touched and checked: "Are you okay? Do you feel dizzy?"
Actually, it's okay, just a bump, there's no bulge or bleeding. Shen Zhuo frowned and glanced back at the cupboard in dissatisfaction.
"It's a broken cabinet. We'll take it apart later." Bai Sheng pinched his face to suppress his laughter. He was relieved a little, then adjusted his sweatpants uncomfortably and made up his mind: "No, you can't make trouble for me again. If you do it again, it won't be the cabinet that's broken, but me. Go, take a shower first, and then come out to eat."