Bian Nan spent a long time in the shop, and asked someone to make a small chocolate cake, and took it to Qiu Yi's house.
He didn't know why he had to eat a cake. He had never been very interested in sweets, and he didn't think the chocolate cake in his hand was very delicious.
But I bought it anyway, because some people like to eat it anyway.
When Bian Nan walked into the yard with the cake, he found that Qiu Yi had already returned, and there were still several bags of freshly bought vegetables on the shelf outside the kitchen.
"Big Huzi!" Qiu Yan ran out of the kitchen, holding a small piece of char siew in his hand, and rushed towards him while eating, "Is there any cake!"
"Yes, yes," Bian Nan quickly stretched out a hand and grabbed his shoulder to stop him, "Your hands are full of oil, don't rub it on me."
"I wash my hands." Qiu Yan stuffed the char siu into his mouth, ran to the sink to wash his hands, then turned around and rubbed on Bian Nan's body, "What kind of cake? Let me see."
"Chocolate ones, come and see," Bian Nan put the cake on the table under the grape arbor, and called into the kitchen, "Dabao, why are you here so early today?"
"I asked Lu Ran to help me with the class in the afternoon." Qiu Yi came out and looked at the cake at the table, "Did you really buy it?"
"Well, if you say buy it, you will definitely buy it. Let's count it as a warm-up for Erbao's birthday." Bian Nan smiled.
Qiu Yan was very interested in chocolate cakes. He laid down on the table and stared at them endlessly, and secretly pinched a small piece of chocolate to eat.
"It's not a birthday cake. You don't have to wait for the time to eat it." Bian Nan took a knife to wash it, cut the cake, and gave a piece to Qiu Yan, "Eat it now."
"Ha!" Qiu Yan happily took a bite.
After Bian Nan followed, Qiu Yi entered the kitchen: "What's the dish?"
"Braised hairtail, barbecued pork, lemon duck," Qiu Yi was busy handling the duck, "Is it enough?"
"Fry some rice, Dabao brand fried rice," Bian Nan looked back, Qiu Yan was immersed in the chocolate cake, he quickly stuck behind Qiu Yi and hugged him, "Hey, Dabao."
"Huh?" Qiu Yi responded, "It can't be fried, there's no cold food."
"Then play a gangster for two seconds." Bian Nan leaned over and kissed him on the neck, "Er Bao is talking with the cake."
Qiu Yi was happy, turned his head, Bian Nan kissed him, then pulled his shoulders, turned him around and hugged him tightly.
These days, the two of them lived like ascetic monks. Before, they were not in the mood, but later they had no chance or time. Bian Nan's kiss seemed to be on the brakes and couldn't stop.
Rubbing fiercely on Qiu Yi's body, both lips and hands were very greedy, the breath on Qiu Yi's body and the touch of the skin made him a little bit uncontrollable.
Qiu Yi was hugged by him and backed away, while Bian Nan pressed forward as if in a war, so he had no choice but to fight back and support himself on the chopping board.
Standing on the duck that has not been cut yet.
"Hey!" Qiu Yi frowned and pushed Bian Nan.
"What are you doing!" Bian Nan quickly looked back, Qiu Yan was still studying the cake, "Are you a bit dedicated to your job?"
"Squeeze twice more and I'll have to sit in the frying pan!" Qiu Yi suppressed his voice, and pushed Bian Nan hard again.
"I'm a gangster, you want to fight?" Bian Nan was pushed directly into the wall behind him.
"Let's fight." Qiu Yi smiled, pressed him over before he could speak, pressed him firmly against the wall, and kissed him.
Sure enough, leaning against the wall was easier, Bian Nan responded to Qiu Yi, pulled open his pants, reached in and grabbed his ass.
Just when he was about to touch the front again, Qiu Yi lightly bit the tip of his tongue, and pulled his hand out of his pants: "My lord, please control yourself."
"Fucking control?" Bian Nan was so depressed that he pointed at his crotch angrily, "Are you sure? How do you control it?"
"Same," Qiu Yi smiled and pushed his head on him, "Are you planning to just stay in the kitchen like this..."
"Hey!" Bian Nan yelled, bending over to support his knees, "I'm suffocating! I can't live through this day!"
Qiu Yi straightened his pants, smiled for a long time, turned around and picked up the knife to chop the duck: "Like me, turn all your excitement into...knife skills."
"I'm so overwhelmed that I can't even walk upright," Bian Nan bent over and walked back and forth behind him, "Where can I go to reason!"
"Okay," Qiu Yi put down the knife, turned to look at him, "Go and call Er Bao over."
"Why?" Bian Nan was taken aback.
"Tell him what our relationship is." Qiu Yi said.
"Fuck?" Bian Nan was startled, "Are you sick? He has finally become more at ease recently, and you're torturing him again?"
"Then what do you want to do? Aren't you so overwhelmed that you can't walk upright anymore? It's time to run on all fours in a while, and I have to find a chain to tie you down." Qiu Yi squinted at him.
"Damn," Bian Nanzhan pointed straight at him, "sooner or later I'll get on all fours and kill you."
Qiu Yi didn't speak, and suddenly became happy after watching him for a long time.
Bian Nan glared at him but said nothing, he knew what Qiu Yile was, although the two of them didn't bother to discuss this matter, but Qiu Yi took advantage of it, and they were happy when they got the chance.
Qiu Yi still cooks so neatly, Bian Nan played with Qiu Yan in the courtyard for a while, and he prepared all the dishes, three dishes and one soup, all delicious in color, fragrance and taste.
Qiu Yan had already eaten a piece of cake, but his enthusiasm for eating remained undiminished. He ran to arrange the dishes and sat down at the table: "Can I have a drink today?"
"Drink a bottle of yogurt." Qiu Yi said.
"Okay!" Qiu Yan immediately ran over to take a bottle of yogurt from the refrigerator, "Whose birthday is today, why are there so many dishes and cakes?"
"No one has a birthday," Bian Nan patted his head, "I just want to eat something good."
"Oh," Qiu Yan nodded, then lowered his head and pressed his belly, "I'm going to gain weight."
"I'm not thin in the first place, and I can't tell if I'm fatter." Bian Nan said with a smile, in fact, Qiu Yan has lost a lot of weight in the past few months. It used to be a small bun, but now it's a small bun. I don't know how long I can make it up.
After eating for a while, Qiu Yi looked at him and asked, "Did you come back immediately after ordering the meal today?"
"... Ah, yes." Bian Nan hesitated to answer.
"Children's Paradise is quite close to your mother's house." Qiu Yi picked up a piece of duck and put it in Qiu Yan's bowl, "Didn't you go to see it?"
Bian Nan saw that he hadn't said anything, and he sighed after a while. This kid must have guessed it.
"Go," Bian Nan said in a muffled voice, "I came back without even entering the door."
"Unpleasant?" Qiu Yi asked softly.
"It's not pleasant, anyway, when I'm with her, I don't have a happy time." Bian Nan frowned, "I'm used to it, and I don't want to care about it in the future."
Qiu Yi didn't ask any more questions, and turned to chat with Qiu Yan.
In order to distract him from his father, Qiu Yan's head teacher made him a sanitation committee member, checking the cleanliness of the sanitation area in the class every day.
The little guy is very concerned about this matter and is full of energy. If anyone mentions hygiene to him, he will immediately talk about it proudly.
Bian Nan always wanted to listen to it, thinking about it since he was a child, let alone a committee member, even the group leader of a four-person team has never been in the mix, and whether he is kicked out by the teacher in class is considered a day of hard work. Up every day.
"Hey Dabao," Bian Nan asked Qiu Yi, "did you ever be an official when you were in school?"
"Squad leader, I have been a study committee member before," Qiu Yi smiled, "What's wrong? I was also the squad leader when I was in shipping."
"Fuck, you're the squad leader with a fighting maniac like you? It's amazing, isn't your squad leader selected based on the ranking of your fighting achievements?" Bian Nan clicked his tongue several times. He only heard Wan Fei say that Qiu Yi was good at studying. , but did not know that someone like Qiu Yi was actually the squad leader.
"What's the matter? Suddenly asked about this." Qiu Yi served him a bowl of soup.
"I'm just asking, I'm curious," Bian Nan thought for a while, "I've never experienced the feeling that you are a good student since you were a child, and you always get three good students, right?"
"Nonsense, isn't that the standard for a good student like us?" Qiu Yi glanced at him, "I even won the provincial three-good student in the second year of junior high."
"Fuck, there are provincial-level high-ranking students? Are there ministerial-level ones?" Bian Nan clicked his tongue.
"Are you annoying?" Qiu Yi laughed, "Aren't you very irritated?"
"I'm a little emotional," Bian Nan took a sip of the soup, "I've been fooling around in the sports school since junior high school, and I've been fooling around for so many years. If I hadn't met you, I guess I would still be fooling around now."
"Aren't you just messing around with Zhanfei now?" Qiu Yi said.
"Who's wrong?" Bian Nan put down the bowl, "I have goals and plans."
"Is Ben Shijiang the head coach?" Qiu Yi looked at him.
"For the time being, anyway, I've thought about it, this job is not bad, I don't have any other skills, I can play ball, if I want to do this, Zhanfei is the best," Bian Nan fingered on the table Knocking lightly, "It doesn't matter if you can always teach the head, it's always right to work hard."
Qiu Yi continued to look at him, and after a while he smiled and said, "Bian Nan, are you still thinking about things like this?"
"Follow your teachings, I have been learning to think about life for a long time," Bian Nan paused and continued, "To be honest, although you are quite annoying, and I am not the same kind of person at all, but when you meet You count me as lucky, without you, I might not be able to get along now."
"What about me?" Qiu Yan, who had been eating seriously beside him, immediately raised his head and asked after hearing his words.
"Hey, it's a great thing in my life to meet you," Bian Nan patted his forehead, "Little treasure."
After eating and clearing the table, Qiu Yan wanted to go for a walk. He had finished his homework for today, so he didn't want to stay at home and watch TV right now.
Qiu Yi stood up: "Okay, let's go, turn around and just catch up with the match factory..."
"Let me tell you first, I won't go to the match factory to dance!" Bian Nan shouted before he finished speaking.
"Aren't you going?" Qiu Yi looked at him with a serious face, "Dancing and sweating, come back and take a shower and lie down, how comfortable it is."
"Don't go!" Bian Nan was very firm. The painful memory of changing the square dance into the orangutan dance surrounded by a group of big sisters last time has been engraved in his heart and has become a memory that will never go away for the rest of his life.
"Then watch me dance." Qiu Yi raised his arms and moved, "I haven't chatted with them for a long time, and I'm quite lonely."
"... What are your hobbies!" Bian Nan was helpless.
There is actually no place to take a walk in Qiu Yijia Hutong. It is very lively, with shops on both sides, but the streets are narrow, and it is quite clean in winter. When it is hot, it will be full of people.
Maybe it will be more comfortable after the planning and renovation in the future, Bian Nan thought of this and glanced at Qiu Yi again, thinking about it, he still didn't ask about the house, after all, Qiu Yi has been thinking about it for many years.
"Are you in a good mood or a bad mood today." Qiu Yi walked slowly and rubbed his back with his hand.
"Don't you always know the details, guess it." Bian Nan raised his head and looked at the sky.
"I can't guess, or I won't ask you," Qiu Yi smiled and raised his head, "I feel bad for a while, and feel pretty good for a while."
"That's right," Bian Nan laughed twice, "I can't tell myself, I'm going to see my mother today, but I don't actually want to see her, just... she called and scolded my father, my father Just let me go and have a look."
"Why scold?" Qiu Yi was stunned.
"Show me your presence, let my dad be awkward," Bian Nan sighed, "I don't know anything about my mother, I don't know what she's thinking, and I don't know what she wants to express."
"I can't let it go for so many years, it's a bit distorted," Qiu Yi said, "I guess she doesn't even know what she wants to do."
"Well, she's...very negative," Bian Nan rubbed his nose, "I've always felt depressed, irritable, and..."
Bian Nan didn't say any more.
"Er Bao, walk slowly!" Qiu Yi put his arm on his shoulder, "What else?"
"Just..." Bian Nan turned his head to look at him, "I should have told you, but our relationship was not like this back then, and you probably don't remember it."
"Really?" Qiu Yi thought for a while, "Tell me."
"I've always thought it's ridiculous to talk about love or not, feeling or not," Bian Nan said in a low voice. This kind of love is unreliable. Do you think my father loves Aunt Lin? Yes, but he is with my mother again. Do you think my father and my mother have love? Anyway, my mother said yes, But in the end? Anyway, it’s just the two of them who have tormented a large group of people for more than ten years. Do you love shit or not... "
"And then?" Qiu Yi squeezed his shoulder.
"My mother...is like a curse. Every time I think of her, I... When I met yesterday, she even said that there are a lot of married and divorced people, let alone me," Bian Nan sighed, "I suddenly I just thought she was boring."
"What do you think?" Qiu Yi asked.
"I don't really think about it, I'm different from her," Bian Nan frowned, "It's different, and I don't want to be like her, at least... she's not as lucky as me."
"Huh?" Qiu Yi looked at him.
"The person with me is you, can it be the same," Bian Nan suddenly felt his mood rise, and snapped his fingers, "So I can't tell what's going on with my mood, but it's intertwined , I guess it will take two days to smooth it out."
"Well, it's different, I think so too," Qiu Yi snapped his fingers, "Why don't we go to the match factory to refresh our hearts..."
"Qiu Dabao, can you still do it!" Bian Nan roared, "You can go on your own in a while, and I definitely won't participate!"
"Are you going to dance?" Qiu Yan turned and ran over and asked with his face raised.
"Dancing ghost, this walk has just taken a hundred steps and I haven't arrived yet!" Bian Nan gave him a look.
"How many hundred steps will it take?" Qiu Yan asked again.
"...Let's talk about it after a while." Bian Nan was helpless.
This circle is quite large, basically a circle along the small streets on the periphery of several staggered alleys, and it took them more than an hour to complete this circle slowly.
Bian Nan felt that this kind of eating and drinking is enough to take care of the children... No, take care of the family... No, in short, it feels good to walk around and talk about things together.
It would have been nicer if he ended up going home to rest instead of being dragged into a match factory.
"I won't dance, I won't dance, I won't dance!" Bian Nan shouted in succession as soon as he entered the yard of the match factory.
The elder sisters and aunts only saw him once, and they recognized him after such a long time, and pulled him into the team: "This is the guy from last time!"
"Hey, I remember, the dance...was quite funny."
Bian Nan always didn't know how to deal with aunts and elder sisters. Once he was surrounded, his whole body became stiff immediately, and he raised his arms several times to try to escape but failed to find a chance.
"Is Erbao dancing today?" An aunt grabbed Bian Nan's arm, turned her head and said to Qiu Yan with a smile, "Today we dance and I come from the grassland."
"Jump! I can dance! I can sing!" Qiu Yan was very excited, jumping up and down, "I come from the grassland! Warm your heart..."
Bian Nan originally thought that if he couldn't dodge, he would grit his teeth and jump a few times. Anyway, he could still remember a few of the jumping movements last time, but when he heard Qiu Yan's call, he immediately became anxious, and I almost blurted out a sentence: "Isn't it Little Apple?"
"Yunbai! Bai came out of the canopy of the yurt! The grass was green! The green came out stretching like the sea..." Qiu Yan ignored him at all, and rapped after singing a few lines, his nose was already sweating before he started dancing.
"Just follow us today. I'm from the grassland. We will compete in the community competition next month. We are rehearsing this song." The aunt said happily.
"Competition?" Qiu Yi came over with great interest and asked.
"Yeah, hey, Xiao Qiu, do you want to come together?" A big sister also came over and patted Qiu Yi's shoulder, "It's Saturday morning, you don't go to work, right?"
"I'm not sure about the time yet," Qiu Yi took out his mobile phone and flipped through the notepad, "But I can practice with you..."
"Qiu Yi!" Bian Nan's eyes almost fell on Qiu Yi's face, "You..."
"Okay," the elder sister said immediately, "Eldest sister Chen leads the dance, you lead the dance with her, so that if you have something to do and can't come, it won't affect the formation."
"Leader..." Bian Nan felt that if he didn't press his eyeballs, he would die.
"Okay." Qiu Yi smiled and nodded.
"Qiu..." Bian Nan was at a loss for words. In his heart, Qiu Yi, who was handsome and handsome when he met Yushu Linfeng and wanted to kiss and touch him, actually wanted to participate in a square dance competition with his aunt and sister, and even lead the dance!
And everyone is very excited, thinking that adding a young and handsome guy to the team will greatly increase the possibility of their team winning the ranking.
"Do you have time to participate?" Qiu Yi asked him.
"Get lost..." Bian Nan gritted his teeth, but was interrupted by another elder sister before he finished speaking.
"The little side is not good, and the movements are uncoordinated." The eldest sister said, without saving any face.
"Dan..." Bian Nan breathed a sigh of relief, spit out the last word, and whispered, "Qiu Yi, you are so awesome!"
"Let's play," Qiu Yi stretched his arms, "Start a new life."
"You started your life with the leading dancer in the square?" Bian Nan almost went up and grabbed his shoulder and shook him a few times.
"Anyway, there is no other fun. We usually go to get off work and eat after work, and watch TV." Qiu Yi lowered his voice and leaned into his ear, "Kissing and touching the mouth twice, I can't use up my energy..."
"Jump, jump, jump..." Bian Nan hurriedly pointed at the team, "Jump!"
After dancing in the square dance for an hour, Qiu Yi learned all the moves, Bian Nan also learned almost all the moves in the team, and Qiu Yan didn't learn a single move, so he sang and danced to the music all night.
When he got home, Bian Nan felt that he had to follow the rhythm when he swung his racket at work tomorrow.
"Damn, Erbao, you stink, go take a bath!" Bian Nan picked up Qiu Yan and smelled it.
"You stink too! You stink even if you dance so ugly." Qiu Yan also sniffed him, turned his head and took his clothes to take a shower.
"Hey!" Bian Nan laughed, "I don't let you stink if you dance ugly, but your brother only makes you stink if you dance well?"
"How is it?" Qiu Yi took off his clothes and threw them on the sofa, "Did you enjoy the activity?"
"I'm going to participate in Zhanfei's tennis match the day after tomorrow, and now I'm seriously worried that I'll play twisted..." Bian Nan looked at Qiu Yi's sweaty naked upper body, "Take off your pants together, Lang reminded me." of."
"Is it on?" Qiu Yi laughed, and took the clothes to cover himself.
"Big fire." Bian Nan sighed, sat down beside Qiu Yi and turned on the TV, put his hand on Qiu Yi's lap and stroked it back and forth.
Qiu Yi slapped his hand away: "What are you doing?"
"Touch, play a little hooligan," Bian Nan clicked, "No way?"
"No," Qiu Yi pushed him aside, "Let me tell you, Bian Nan, don't look for me like this kind of caterpillar rascal in the future."
"What do you mean, you?" Bian Nan was taken aback.
"I want to play a big hooligan." Qiu Yi looked at the TV with a serious face.