Some people say that if two people want to live together, they must be one
Just a soft, can make up together.
You're making trouble, he's laughing, that's fine.
But when it comes to Lan San, Pei Xiaoting usually gritted his teeth and laughed hard from the gap between his teeth.
Last time, Lan San said on a whim that he wanted to make glutinous rice for Pei Xiaoting to eat. Pei Xiaoting was sitting happily in the study waiting, but after a while, he heard a loud "bang", he ran downstairs and saw Lan San was jumping up and down in the living room with a burning pot, and two bodyguards chased after him with fire extinguishers.
Afterwards, Pei Xiaoting made a decisive decision, put a lid on the pot, and then it stopped.
"Your pot is really flammable and explosive." Lan San came to such a conclusion.
Pei Xiaoting frowned, enduring the smell of oil smoke in the room, hooking Lan San's neck to go out to eat out, and secretly decided in his heart that no matter how poor the chef is, if Lan San dares to enter the kitchen again in the future, he will be cut off. Two of... two credit cards.
So much so that when Lan San mentioned it now, he looked up at the sky and sighed, "Alas, he killed a creative chef like that back then."
Or say Lan San is a real showman.
After going to the toilet, he came out with a gloomy expression on his face. He bent down and covered his stomach. His whole body was like an eggplant beaten by frost, sobbing in a low voice, screaming non-stop.
Pei Xiaoting looked wrong and hurried to help him: "What's wrong?"
Lan San said quietly: "Help me to lie down."
Pei Xiaoting immediately picked him up horizontally, placed him gently on the bed, and put his big palm on the back of his hand: "What's wrong? I'll call a doctor for you."
"No, no, hiss..."
"I can't bear to be sick. Stomach pain? A bad bowel? Or... hemorrhoids?"
Like the Empress Dowager Cixi, Lan San lay down slowly, then covered her own little quilt, glanced at him with a bit of distress for the fool in her eyes, and said, "Squatting for a long time, my legs are numb."
"… "
Pei Xiaoting wanted to drag Lan San to the bathroom and pour the water out of his head.
Of course, Pei Xiaoting is no different. When he came out to be the bully in the famous town, Lan San was still a bean sprout. If he can't even handle this little guy, he might as well go home and grow sweet potatoes.
As the saying goes, the Tao is one foot high, and the devil is one foot high.
Early in the morning, Lan San was lying in bed and didn't want to get up, so he was bored in the bed and played with his mobile phone. He vaguely heard Pei Xiaoting calling him downstairs to get up and have breakfast, he turned over and ignored it.
"Lan San's bedridden cancer is at an advanced stage and there is no cure," said Lin Xian, who came to be a guest.
"Who said that?" Pei Xiaoting smiled evilly.
He walked to an antique table in the living room, turned to a switch on the wall, flipped it down, sat back on the table, and said confidently, "Count three more seconds and he'll be up."
Lin Xian didn't know what the hell he was up to, but after a second, he heard a shrill scream from upstairs, followed by the sound of footsteps in slippers, and when the door opened, Lan San in pajamas had hair like chickens. Like a nest, shouting at them—
"Who cut my life's wifi?!"
Lin Xian was stunned.
Pei Xiaoting was complacent.
This is the revolutionary experience summed up from battles big and small.
——
About remarks.
Pei Xiaoting's note to Lan San was a big bug, and Lan San was blown away when he peeked at Pei Xiaoting's cell phone.
Big bug? insect? ?
Lan San tortured him with his mobile phone, but Pei Xiaoting didn't lift his eyelids and said, "You are too dishonest in your sleep. You bend around like a long worm."
After speaking, he showed a very satisfied expression: "How is it? I think it is very vivid and cute."
Go buy a fucking horse!
Lan San took out his mobile phone and said indignantly, "Humph, I want to change your remarks, so I'll be called Dian Xiaojun!"
Pei Xiaoting was neither in a hurry nor annoyed, turned over and rode on Lan San, looked at him erotically from top to bottom, and then dropped his mouth.
"Okay, if you think it's 'short', don't cry so loudly in the future."
Lan San felt as if he was being held against a gun, and he felt numb all of a sudden, and was kissed by Pei Xiaoting, so he immediately raised his hands and surrendered.
When Pei Xiaoting let him go, he rolled off the bed wrapped in the quilt, and then walked out of the room.
Like that, like a big worm.
——
It is said that Pei Xiaoting has raised Lan San's fat for so long, and the real start is still on the road of Lan San's own death.
That day was about the reunion of Lan San High School classmates. I lost control for a while, and I drank high, and the whole person looked like a gyroscope.
The most terrible thing is that when Pei Xiaoting came to pick him up, he was stuck with a woman who was trying to climb up the wealthy family, and he didn't seem to know it.
At that moment, Pei Xiaoting seemed to feel that there was a grassland above his head.
Then, without saying a word, he grabbed Lan San, dragged him into the car, and started to pick up his clothes from the back seat, burying his head in nibbling.
The driver driving in front was stiff and didn't dare to look at it at a glance. He kicked the accelerator and drove towards Pei's house.
Of course, there is no need to say more later. Pei Xiaoting, who has fasted for too long, encounters Lan San, who is disorderly after drinking.
Even though he was drunk, Lan San was still bullied by Pei Xiaoting and cried, pushing and rejecting Pei Xiaoting without any conscious awareness.
However, Pei Xiaoting is just as bad as he is. The more scared the prey, the more excited he is.
So all night, Lan San was like a fish on a frying pan, fried on the front and the other on the other side, even without oil.
In the end, he was hugged by Pei Xiaoting. He was sweating profusely and was forced to open it. While sitting in his arms, he thought in a daze: "Come back..."
Completely unconscious.
It's even more interesting after waking up, crying, making trouble, rolling... Uh, I can't get up, my back hurts.
Pei Xiaoting was full of food and drink, and of course he was willing to coax her in a good voice, but Lan San was still so embarrassed that he packed up and ran away.
He didn't run far, but Pei Xiaoting didn't plan to chase this time, but planned to let Lan San come back by himself.
A phone call at dinner time.
Lan San: "What's wrong?"
Pei Xiaoting: "I asked the chef to make a table of your favorite dishes. If you don't come back, then I can only chew it for you."
Lan San swallowed: "Don't do this."
"This truffle is good."
"I'm not that kind of spineless person!"
"The foie gras can be roasted a little longer."
"...I don't really want to eat at all..."
"Well, this Kobe beef is almost finished."
"Damn!!! You fucking keep it for me!! Don't eat it!! Put it down!!"
The other end of the phone was crackling, Pei Xiaoting smiled, hung up the phone, and waited for his little guy to come back with his legs crossed.
People who love to eat are especially coaxing.
When Lan San was feasting there, Pei Xiaoting wiped the soup from his face and couldn't help sighing: "You are so greedy, if someone else gets a chicken leg, I think you will be kidnapped."
Lan San took a sip of the drink and thought about it seriously: "No matter how good the chicken legs are, I won't leave."
"why?"
"I am a person who recognizes the first bite of food, and the stomach is right, and the rest are not the best."
He was clearly talking about what to eat, but Pei Xiaoting heard something else. Lan San was heartless, and he was completely unaware even when he said such ambiguous words.
Satyr Pei likes Sheep San's natural stupidity.
Satyr: "Are you full?"
Sheep: "Hiccup...full."
Satyr: "Then let's continue."
Sheep: "Continue what?"
Satyr: "You were too drunk last night, I haven't had enough fun yet."
Sheep: "Damn it!! Don't say such shameless things seriously!!"
Satyr: "Don't be angry, didn't you just say, recognize the first bite of food?"
Sheep: "I don't mean that!"
Satyr: "Oh, I am."
Once again, Lan San, who was fried on the bottom, was completely killed, this time even more ruthlessly, and even lost the strength to run.
Sheep 3 bit the quilt, wronged Baba, and vowed never to drink again.
And the pervert in the study, whistling, ordered ten more cases of wine from France.
These days of flying dogs have only just begun. LC