After dinner, Bai Changyi wanted to go out for a walk.
"Go for a walk after dinner?" Ting Shuang tutted, "You are still so short from the age of health preservation, how come you are entering old age?"
Bai Changyi said: "I used to have dogs before, I'm used to it."
Ting Shuang said, "what about the dog now?"
Bai Changyi said: "The ex-wife took it away."
When Ting Shuang heard this, she put on a "you're too miserable" expression.
Bai Changyi was a little funny and said, "What kind of expression do you have?"
"Just... I feel like my ex would always... um, take away something you don't want him to take away, and leave something you don't want him to keep... " Ting Shuang looked around, and once again felt an excessive emptiness , "Didn't your family look like this before?"
Bai Changyi also glanced around and said, "Well, something is missing."
That said, no more. After finishing speaking, he went upstairs and took down a pair of trousers, handed it to Ting Shuang, who was sitting on the carpet with bare two long legs, and said, "Put on your trousers and prepare to go."
Ting Shuang put on her trousers, which felt bigger. Fortunately, there was a belt, so the trousers would not fall off. It's just that when it's too long, it always steps on the trousers... So he bent over to roll up the trousers.
The young man's flexibility is very good. During the whole bending process, his legs are always straight, only the hips are raised to form two full arcs, and the seam in the middle is concave, like a peach waiting to be picked.
Ting Shuang rolled up one side of his trousers and turned to the other side.
The tall peach shook with his movements.
Like deliberately recruiting people to do something.
Before the trousers on the other side were rolled up, Ting Shuang heard Bai Changyi behind him say, "Walk for another day."
"Huh?" Ting Shuang wanted to stand up and ask why, but found that his lower back was pinned down. One hand undid the belt from behind him, and then tore off the pants he just put on, together with his underwear.
Buttocks suddenly cold.
Ting Shuang struggled for a while, but she couldn't move at all, she could only maintain a posture of stooping and straightening her hips.
This pose...
This controlled shame…
"You told me to put on my pants just to take them off with my own hands?" Ting Shuang said angrily, "Baby fun! Let me go!"
low fun...
In fact, it can be even lower.
(… )
After doing it twice in a row, it was already very late. Ting Shuang took a shower and came out with only a pair of Bai Changyi shorts.
Vigorous exercise makes you hungry.
He saw that Bai Changyi had already taken a shower, put on a bathrobe and was sitting on the sofa reading a book waiting for him, so he went over, pressed him on top of Bai Changyi, and said, "I want a late-night snack."
Bai Changyi hooked his lips: "Again?"
"Old hooligan." Ting Shuang quickly jumped off Bai Changyi and ran to the kitchen, "I'm serious about supper. I'm starved to death. Is there anything to eat in the refrigerator?"
Bai Changyi got up and followed: "What do you want to eat?"
"Flesh." Ting Shuang thought for a while, "Hey, are there wontons? Meat ones. The ones with thin skin and big stuffing."
Bai Changyi smiled and said, "Where do you think you are."
Too.
It's not in China, you can still eat a wonton in the middle of the night.
Bai Changyi opened the refrigerator and glanced at it, and said, "How about fried steak?"
"Why don't you eat it?" Ting Shuang quickly brought the apron over, motioned Bai Changyi to bow his head, and then put the apron around Bai Changyi's neck, "Fry quickly, I'll supervise the work."
Bai Changyi fastened his apron and went to the refrigerator to get the ingredients.
Cut the butter and melt it in the frying pan.
Put the thin steak into the pan, fry for a minute on low heat, and turn over.
Ting Shuang stood by and stared at the steak in the pot, watching it become cooked little by little, the color became attractive, and smelled the aroma of butter and meat...
Salivation.
Even more mouthwatering was the man frying him steak.
late at night.
kitchen.
Someone who made him a late-night snack after the fact.
No complaints.
No impatience.
Everything is natural.
"That..." Ting Shuang didn't want to call Bai Changyi "that" anymore, "Well... What three words are Bai Changyi?"
Bai Changyi hooked his lips and said, "Have you checked?"
Ting Shuang went to get her mobile phone and checked the Internet. She could find encyclopedia introductions in several different languages. The German version also had a Chinese name: Bai Changyi.
Ting Shuang suddenly found that even if he found these three words, he still didn't know what to call Bai Changyi.
Bai Changyi.
Chang Yi.
meaning.
It is too intimate, and it sounds like a peer, and can't say anything.
Mr. Bai.
Professor Bai.
Mr Bai.
It was too alienated, and when I called it, my identity immediately became short, and I couldn't say it...
Ting Shuang thought about it, and suddenly a name that was not so intimate, not so distant, almost ridiculing, and not lacking in respect suddenly appeared in his mind.
Boss Bai.
This title is more like the title of domestic postgraduates for tutors, and it is also passable.
Bai Changyi glanced at Ting Shuang and said, "Have you found it?"
Ting Shuang said, "Boss Bai, I'm sorry."
Bai Changyi didn't raise his eyebrows, and naturally accepted the title.
The steak is ready, Bai Changyi said, "Go wash your hands."
Ting Shuang looked down at her hands while washing her hands, and said deliberately like a joke, "Boss Bai... How do you feel about me?"
The corners of Bai Changyi's lips curled up imperceptibly: "What's the matter."
"I mean... or... " Ting Shuang washed her hands very carefully, and didn't finish it for a long time. She spoke in a condescending tone, as if she didn't take what she said seriously, "or you don't think about others in the future. , it's just me... how's it going?"