For the data map, he used notes. I don't know where JAC got it for him. The configuration of four or five thousand is much better than the original owner's desktop.
Jiang Huai lay beside him, folded his legs to watch TV, put his hand on Huang Dan's back collar, and stretched it out after a while.
Huang Dan hissed, "Don't pinch me, it hurts."
Jiang Huai didn't hold back for a while, he immediately let go, touched the youth's hair, shook his head and sighed, "You said, why are you so squeamish?"
Huang Dan didn't want to answer.
He explained it, and explained it many times.
It didn't take long for the aroma to emerge from the rice pot, spread out in the room, and soon floated in front of Huang Dan's nose. He couldn't stop looking for information and asked when he could eat it.
Jiang Huai said to wait a while, "Come here and catch me."
Huang Dan lifted his T-shirt up, "You also said that you didn't get angry, and you have acne on your back."
Jiang Huai didn't believe it, "Really or not? Take a picture and show it to me."
Huang Dan took a picture of the acne with his mobile phone.
The pimple was actually very small. Huang Dan took a close-up shot, so it appeared to be very big. It scared Jiang Huai and insisted that he squeeze it out.
Huang Dan is unwilling to do this, "You can't squeeze it, it will get inflamed."
Jiang Huai's brows wrinkled, "What kind of inflammation is it, it's just a pox."
Huang Dan is still unwilling.
Jiang Huai held his face, "Come on, look at me, tell me the truth, are you disgusting me?"
Huang Dan said, "I don't dislike you, you really can't squeeze acne."
Jianghuai was dubious, "What should I do? Let it grow freely?"
Huang Dan said, "Just leave it alone."
Jiang Huai remembered something, "You also have acne, or two, I'll pick it up for you."
Huang Dan, "… "
Jianghuai picked up the small acne on the yellow single red.
Huang Dan shed tears in pain, "If you dig again, I'll be angry."
Jiang Huai wiped his tears, hugged him and coaxed, "No more digging, no digging."
Huang Dan lay on the man's shoulder and cried, "Is it broken?"
Jiang Huai kissed his salty cheek, "How dare I dig it, don't cry anymore, it's my fault, be good."
The two chatted for a long time about the small acne, and when they stopped, they realized that the braised rice with Chinese sausages was ready a long time ago.
Huang Dan ate two bowls, and he still wanted to eat it, but JAC refused.
Jianghuai took the chopsticks from his hand, "It's enough to be seven or eight minutes full at night, and you can't exercise vigorously if you're too full."
Huang Dan was still unfinished, "I don't exercise, I slept after eating, taking a bath, watching movies."
Jiang Huai narrowed his eyes, "Think again."
Huang Dan thought for a while, then he held his forehead, scratched his hair and said, "Yes, I need to exercise."
"Just remember."
Jiang Huai hooked the corner of his lips with satisfaction, "Sit down, brother, go wash the pot and wash the dishes."
The two of them were in the room, and they randomly chose a channel to watch the news network Xiaoshi. It was early eight o'clock, and there was an episode on TV. It was time to do something big.
Huang Dan was a little nervous and a little scared. He was afraid of pain, "You have to be gentle."
Jiang Huai kissed him on the lips, "I'll take it lightly."
Huang Dan was kissed by his chin, his neck was thrown back, and the aroma of sausage stewed rice in his mouth slowly faded.
Jiang Huai kissed for a long time, touched the back of the person in his arms, grabbed his hand and pulled it to the top of his head, and intertwined his fingers.
Huang Dan asked JAC to turn up the volume of the TV.
JAC turned the voice to the maximum.
An advertisement for nǎi tea is being broadcast, and the beautiful woman is saying the advertisement, what is your Youlemei, my Youlemei.
Jianghuai fed Huang Dan a carrot, a big one.
The second episode of TV began to air, and there were commercials every few minutes, and the speed of the chat was astounding.
The TV broadcast was an anti-Japanese war drama, and there were cries mixed with the sudden qiāng sound.
Some sacrificed, some howled, some were in pain, and some cried.
Huang Dan couldn't stop crying.
Jiang Huai patted his back with one hand and touched his face with the other, again and again.
The two-episode TV broadcast is a large-scale zhēn rén show.
After the host gave an official introduction, the guests came on stage and started to play wildly.
Jiang Huai shed tears from the corners of Huang Dan's eyes. He couldn't remember the first time he did this. After eating a lot of his tears, a salty taste rose up in his stomach.
The person you like is afraid of pain and loves to cry.
As soon as he saw the other party crying, his whole body was as hot as a fire, and it was terrifying.
Huang Dan cried and nearly fainted. He lay on the bed and half-deadly asked Mr. System, "How long?"
System, "Because all parts below the eyes are shielded, I can only judge by Mr. Huang's cry, and the timing is two hours and forty minutes."