The son asked, "What about this?"
Ling Chennan explained patiently: "It's olive vegetables, delicious."
Bai Sheng's face was full of envy: "That's good..."
Ling Chennan laughed: "Whatever, you can eat too."
Bai Sheng shook his head: "I know how to cook so many delicious things."
Isn't that pretty basic potluck? Ling Chennan thought to himself, but what he said was: "It's delicious, I will eat it often."
Bai Cheng was stunned for a moment, a little shy, and a little unsure what he meant, he hesitated and turned around twice, Ling Chennan held the dripping vegetables and said, "Get out of the way."
Bai Sheng immediately stood against the wall, Ling Chennan said again: "Take the bowl, the cabinet below."
Bai Sheng opened the cupboard door very well and took out two bowls, Ling Chennan took a look and was delighted: "Can such a small bowl hold your 'so many' noodles?"
Bai Sheng puffed his cheeks, and took out two large bowls. Ling Chennan began to direct him to adjust the sauce, heat the minced meat, and put it on the plate. After he was done, he sighed, "Oh, I have eaten the rice cooked by Xiaobai."
Bai Cheng could hear that he was making fun of him, but he was still very happy. He felt that he had helped him, and after bringing the bowl to the dining table, he wagged his tail and waited for him at the table. He stroked his hair before sitting down.
This guy's skin must have some kind of mechanism, he blush when he touches it, Ling Chennan thought, but it's too late, keep a distance or something.
Anyway, he couldn't do it, so let's give up, he gave up on self-willed thoughts, and didn't want to struggle anymore.
Ling Chennan sat across from him, mixed the noodles, watched him take a bite, opened his eyes wide and said, "It's delicious!" He couldn't help but smile too.
That's all right, he said in his heart.
The two ate in silence for a while, Ling Chennan suddenly remembered, and said, "Why does it feel like you're either eating or sleeping when I'm with you?"
Bai Sheng had a piece of vegetable in his mouth, but after hearing this description of some kind of pink fleshy creature, he glared at him bitterly, Ling Chennan laughed and said, "No, eat it quickly."
Bai Sheng picked up the noodles in the bowl silently, thought for a long time and said, "I, I can wash dishes and clothes."
Actually he really cared about it, Ling Chennan thought it was funny, raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"
Bai Cheng frowned: "I will still make money."
Ling Chennan laughed out loud: "That's right, I know this."
Bai Sheng looked around, probably because he thought about Ling Chennan's income and realized that the other party would also make money, so he fell into a new round of hard thinking.
Ling Chennan watched him stir the soup with chopsticks listlessly, and said deliberately: "Oh, it seems that raising a Xiaobai is useless, so I don't want it."
Bai Sheng became anxious: "Ah! I will learn!"
Ling Chennan put on an expression of disbelief, and Bai Sheng hurriedly added: "I, today, took the bus! I can go out by myself, and I can also do shopping. I even drew a few sketches yesterday. I... I will get better soon. of!"
Seeing his serious face, Ling Chennan felt sour and a little bit bitter in his heart, stared at him for a while, and he also stared at him.
Ling Chennan asked: "What did you draw?"
Bai Sheng's ears turned red again, and he muttered something, Ling Chennan said "Huh?" before he whispered, "You."
Ling Chennan felt numb from his shoulders to his fingertips, as if a thousand needles were floating above his head, or as if he was stepping on volcanic rocks under his feet, his mind was in chaos, but his senses were extremely clear. It was rare for him to move his body before his mind - he stood up, walked around the table and walked to Bai Sheng's side, as if the two people's gazes turned into a strong and transparent fishing line, tightening them together.
Ling Chennan inserted his fingers into his hair and told him to lift his chin, and kissed him again condescendingly.
Bai Sheng grabbed the clothes at his waist with his fingers, slightly opened his lips to ask for whatever he wanted, the tip of his tongue was soft and sweet, and there was a love potion in his nostrils.
A thousand needles all turned into spring rain and fell.
Ling Chennan bit his lower lip lightly with his teeth, and straightened his waist, but Bai Sheng couldn't help wrapping his arms around him, and buried his face in his stomach, Ling Chennan touched his hair, and then squeezed it along the way. his neck.
It's too bad, Ling Chennan thought, whether he captured the wild deer, or was captured by the wild deer.
Ling Chennan patted his arm: "I said... you lift your face up."
Bai Cheng rubbed his face against his clothes, his chin hit his abs, and when he raised his eyes, his eyelashes brushed away the last bit of thin air between them.
Ling Chennan kissed him about a hundred more times in his mind, then swallowed, and asked as if talking to himself: "How can I do it now?"
Bai Cheng moved his arms and hugged him even tighter, as if he was afraid that he would leave him again, blinking his eyes and looking scared like a toffee, he said: "Also... like me a little, okay? …”
Ling Chennan took a deep breath and asked, "Is a little enough?"
Bai Sheng nodded slowly: "A little more would be better."
Ling Chennan smiled wryly slightly, but Bai Sheng seemed to be fascinated, and continued in a daze: "I thought so when I was looking at you quietly, if I could talk to you, if I could smile at me, if I could If you like me a little bit, you can be saved."
Ling Chennan looked down at him: "Are you really following me?"
Bai Cheng bit his lip, still nodded and said, "I'm sorry, did you already know?"
Ling Chennan said: "You guessed it when you said you could restrain yourself from following me, and Hummingbird told me later."
Bai Cheng raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little sad, and asked: "Do you hate me, are you afraid?" He buried his face again, and let out a dull voice: "I really never thought of... hurting you or something Yeah, sometimes I'm not even sure if I can really get close to you... I just, don't know what to do, want to say hello to you but can't..."
"So... so when I was able to talk to you at the beginning, I was very happy... Although... it was not in my own capacity at first. I wanted to tell you many things, but I was afraid that you would dislike me if you knew too much , I don't know what to do, I dare not face you with my own identity, I... I'm afraid if you don't like me, if you hate me, what should I do. "
After so many consultations and so many hours of one-on-one chats, this is probably Bai Sheng's most honest time, Ling Chennan thought.
Bai Sheng stood up, still hugging his waist with his hands, and leaned closer to rub his face with the tip of his straight nose, and said softly: "But, it's still not good, no one else can do it, only you."
He turned his head cautiously, kissed the corner of Ling Chennan's mouth, and said, "Please, help me, as long as you like me a little bit."
It turned out that he was the one who had been hovering outside the trap, Ling Chennan seemed to finally understand something, but who said that the person who fell into the trap by mistake was not happy
He raised his arms around the other's thin shoulders, curled his mouth and said softly, "Okay."
[The twelfth week? Saturday? Morning]
Ling Chennan must have had an unpleasant dream.
Between half-dream and half-awake, he only felt extremely depressed. He wanted to turn over, but he was suspected of being pressed by a ghost, unable to move. When he was struggling, he forgot all the content of the dream.
He struggled to open his eyes and saw a black shadow covering his head. He was stunned for half a second, then woke up with a jolt.
Bai Sheng knelt on both sides of his body with his long legs apart, sat on his waist and pressed him tightly, staring at himself expressionlessly.
Ling Chennan also looked back at him with a blank expression.
Then he remembered - the night before, the two of them were at a loss for a while, and there was a sudden heavy rain outside, and the road was icy due to the cooling, so he asked Bai Sheng to stay and live in the next room.
But what is the situation now
Bai Sheng said: "I really don't have any vigilance, I can kill you a hundred times just now."
Ling Chennan said dryly, "Good morning, Hummingbird."
Hummingbird smiled - when he smiled, he always curled up one corner of his mouth. He looked a little arrogant and evil, and he was easy to identify.
Ling Chennan asked: "Can you get off me?"
Hummingbird smiled again, clasped his neck slightly on the finger ring: "You look more annoying when you are asleep than when you are awake."
Ling Chennan put his hand on his wrist, and the other party quickly took it back, frowned and said coldly: "Don't touch me."
"Don't touch you?" Ling Chennan raised his eyebrows: "You are riding on me, tell me not to touch you?"
The curtains in the bedroom were thick, and the hummingbird's face was half hidden in the dim light. After a while, he asked, "What did you say to Bai Sheng?"
Ling Chennan said, "Say what."
The hummingbird asked again: "What did you tell him, how did he live in your house?"
Ling Chennan took a deep breath, as if he finally felt refreshed, and asked back: "You don't know? He didn't tell you? Didn't he say that every time there's a 'change', we can chat occasionally."
The hummingbird didn't make a sound, Ling Chennan asked again: "How many times have you been out since last time?"
Hummingbird narrowed his eyes and stared at him silently.
Got it, this is the first time. Ling Chennan felt his calf go numb, moved his knee and said, "Get up first."
Hummingbird remained unmoved, its legs stuck to his waist and his hands held down his arms, and the weight of his whole body was stacked on top of him—after all, Ling Chennan was firmly pressed down at a height of around 1.8 meters.
Hummingbird asked him condescendingly, "What did Bai Sheng and that doctor say?"
Ling Chennan wanted to spread his hands but couldn't move, trying to put on an innocent expression: "I don't know."
The hummingbird clenched again: "I don't know? Tell me!"