Lazy cancer late stage

You ask Songsang, what is the highest ideal in life?If it was before, he would tell you, marry a beautiful girl and earn a lot of money.But now, he just wants Yang Zhi, a half-dead man, to get up from the bed to take a shower and brush his teeth.

"Can you tell me how often you take a shower?"

"Hmm...don't remember."

"Do you remember when was the last time you took a shower?"

Yang Zhi rolled his eyes, "Isn't it just the day before yesterday?"

"I washed it for you the day before yesterday!" Songsang really wanted to pounce on him and strangle him to death, "It's almost July, do you want to grow mushrooms?"

Yang Zhi had no choice, "Then you pull me up."

Songsang grabbed his arm, "Give me some strength." He managed to lift the big bug from the mattress.Yangzhi lay limply on Songsang's back, more than half a head taller than him, but shamelessly put all her strength on him.

He wrapped his arms around Songsang's shoulders, "Take me to the toilet."

Songsang was a little unsteady under the pressure, "Can you really walk?" He was very skeptical.

"I don't want to go."

Songsang pushed him, "Then don't lean on me, it stinks."

"No." Yang Zhi hugged him even tighter.

He entered the bathroom in a half-back and half-arm posture, and let him go and lie down in the bathtub.

"You haven't taken off your clothes yet!" Songsang had no choice but to bend down to pick off his T-shirt.

Yang Zhi's house is only about forty square meters, the living room is omitted, the bedroom is not small, the bathroom is really small, if he hadn't been lying in the bathtub, the two big men could barely turn around.Songsang also admired it. I really don't know how he installed the bathtub.

"You can't let me take off your underwear for you."

"Trouble!" Yang Zhi took off his underwear, and walked the bird in front of Songsang.

Song Sauna sprayed the shower on him, this guy looks muscular, but in fact he is not tight at all.But the foundation is really good.If it was me, I would definitely practice hard and tease more girls.Seeing his contented expression, Songsang actually hated iron for being weak.

Therefore, it is useful to be handsome, and it is useful to make a lot of money.Self-care is completely disabled.If laziness is a disease, he can take state subsidies.

"What are you thinking?" Yang Zhi asked suddenly.

"I think you are handsome." Songsang gritted her teeth and replied.

Yang Zhi suddenly burst out laughing.

"why are you laughing?"

"It's nothing."

Songsang secretly rolled her eyes, "Come here."

Yang Zhi was unhappy again, "I don't want to wash my hair."

Songsang groped for three days, but this guy really didn't like hard and soft, so he could only grind him slowly, "Be obedient, hurry up."

Yang Zhi laughed again, laughing out of joy, "Hahahaha...do you think I'm stupid?"

Songsang squeezed the shower head in his hand to see if it could hit him directly on the head, this kind of person is simply a scourge to society.

But Yang Zhi didn't struggle for a long time, he still compromised, sitting in the bathtub with foam on his head, accepting Songsang's kneading by him.Songsang rubbed Yang Zhi's body vigorously with the bath cloth she bought yesterday.

"It hurts, it hurts, you should be gentle." Yang Zhi's arm was rubbed off like this, and a big red spot was formed.

Songsang ignored him, "Get up." He wrapped his left hand around Yang Zhi's shoulder, and rubbed his right hand down along his back desperately.

"Ah!" Yang Zhi struggled lightly, "It really hurts."

"Big men can't bear this." Songsang sneered.

After hearing this, Yang Zhi stretched out his left hand to his waist, and dragged him in.Songsang didn't expect him to come out, and fell in without paying attention, knocking his head on the edge of the bathtub, the pain made him almost cry.

"What the hell are you doing?" He got up from Yang Zhi and scolded angrily.

Yang Zhi originally wanted to rub it for him too, to let him know how painful it was, but seeing the situation... "Uh, let's wash it together?"

Songsang gave him a hard look, "You are absolutely poisonous."

Yang Zhi blinked his eyes and said nothing.

Songsang squatted down again resignedly, "No more trouble."

"Oh."

It took more than half an hour to take a bath, and Songsang's body was also wet, so he also took a bath after sending him out.

Out of the bathroom door, Yang Zhi was typing on the computer, seeing him concentrating, Songsang suddenly had an idea, is it because his job is too brain-intensive, that's why his body is so lazy?

"How many words do you have to write a day?" Songsang rubbed her hair and asked.

"Fifteen thousand."

"Fuck!" Songsang couldn't help shouting, "So many?"

Yang Zhi glanced at him, "This is the normal speed, if it is faster, there will be [-]."

Songsang opened his mouth, thinking that when he was in junior high school, he had to count with his fingers when he wrote an [-]-character composition.Not to mention when I was in technical secondary school, I never wrote a composition at all.It's not that Songsang doesn't have college dreams, but the flames of his attempts to struggle are gradually wiped out by the environment, and college has become out of reach.

Therefore, he is particularly envious of such a person who can write.

"How many words is your essay?"

"A few million."

I don't know why, when it comes to such numbers, only red banknotes fly by before Songsang's eyes.According to this calculation, a word of his is worth a dollar.Thinking of this, Songsang looked at Yang Zhi in the wrong eyes, this whole living money printing machine.

"Then wouldn't it take you more than a year to finish writing an article?"

"Yeah." Yang Zhi stared at the screen and typed, "If the condition is not good, it may take two years."

Songsang clicked his tongue twice, two years, several million, is also very profitable.

"I said, where do you get so many things to write?"

Yang Zhi didn't even think about it, "Make it up."

Hearing this, Songsang glanced at the screen densely packed with small fonts, "How did you make it up?"

"Create whatever you want." Yang Zhi said perfunctorily.

"Can I read the books on your shelf?"

"Ah."

Songsang threw down the towel for wiping her head, and excitedly ran to the bookshelf to pick out a book with the serial number "One".The cover is obviously a pattern of cultivating immortals. At first glance, it looks a bit like a promotional poster for the game, but it is more refreshing and concise.On the right side, there are a few big characters "Daoxia Qiankun", and a line next to it "Author: Yiyu".

"Your name is Yiyu?"

Songsang didn't hear any reply, so she turned to the first page.Reading is a long-lost thing for him. Originally, he still held the mentality that I would be able to read it under the influence of a writer.After reading a few chapters, he began to feel dizzy. The words seemed to hypnotize people."Mystery", "Taoism", "Empty Ruoxu" and "One Year for a Thousand Years", although it looks very well written, it is much more tiring to read than Jin Yong Gulong's martial arts books when he was a child.

"Songsang!" Yang Zhi shouted, waking up Songsang who was almost asleep.

"Why?" Songsang was startled, a little worried that he almost fell asleep when he saw her reading his book.A little rude, he won't be angry.

But Yang Zhi didn't seem to know, he closed the computer with a snap, and lay half dead on the bed, "Come and stretch for me."

Fuck!Can someone stretch your waist for you?Why don't I help you go to the bathroom.Although complaining so much in his heart, Songsang still stepped forward, moved the computer down, got on the bed and knelt in front of him, and pulled his arms to the sides.

"Not enough." Yang Zhi complied lazily, but did not give any strength.

"Your hands are longer than mine."

"Then you have to grow up too."

"Tsk!" Songsang had no choice but to lean on him again, grabbing his wrist and stretching it out.

Yangzhi wrote for a whole day, but felt that his hand was about to break. Songsang stretched it out a little bit, at least it let it go.However, after recovering, he realized that Songsang was too close.Almost sticking to itself.

"Huh~" Yang Zhi stared at his ear for a while, then suddenly leaned forward and blew in his ear, which was Songsang's sensitive point, and the hairs all over his body stood up.

Quickly let go of him, "You, what are you doing!"

"Your ears are quite cute." Yang Zhi said solemnly.

"Damn! Get out!" Songsang became a little annoyed.

"No, come here and give me a massage."

"Don't do it!"

"Deduct two hundred!"

"You, you, you!" Songsang could only sit back, gritted her teeth and said, "Lie down for me!"

Squeezing his hand repeatedly, Songsang always felt unhappy.This guy has an annual salary of one million, and he is only given this salary.Also have to be a full-time nanny.Forget about cooking and mopping the floor, he still has to be bathed and massaged.No matter how four thousand is not enough.Why did I agree so suddenly?Should have hit hard.

"Strength!" The person below shouted indistinctly.

Songsang hammered violently as if venting hatred, and she was also taken aback when she struck, perhaps she was using too much force.I thought he would yell, but after waiting for a long time, there was no sound at all.

"Are you okay, does it hurt?" He asked softly, but no one answered.

Songsang leaned down to look at him, Yangzhi had already fallen asleep with his eyes closed.Breathing steadily, looking extremely tired, the mouth pouts because of squeezing, it looks cute like this.

Songsang stopped beating his back, lay down beside him, and turned off the light.

There is no way, the bed hasn't been bought yet, so I can only squeeze with him first.A few days ago, he insisted on sleeping on the floor. After washing him for so long today, he finally lost his smell, and the sheets were all changed. It was finally a bed that a normal person could sleep on.

Songsang didn't recognize the bed, but the person lying next to her couldn't sleep.He has been alone since he was a child. Even in the orphanage, he mostly played and slept alone.Except for the years when I was a gangster in technical secondary school, I did all the things I should do and the things I shouldn't do, and I always lived alone.Time like this is indeed very rare.

Do you really want to live here forever?Living with this lazy cancer named Yangzhi?Songsang is not very sure.Listening to the weak breathing of the person next to him, Songsang always felt that he was being too naive.

Would a normal person invite a thief into his home and tell him his 300 million bank card password?It's just a fantasy, unbelievable, but on Yang Zhi's body, nothing seems impossible.

What a strange employer.

When he was thinking so wildly, "Ah~~" Yangzhi suddenly let out two strange shouts, and then he turned sideways, stretched his long legs, and circled his arms, directly trapping Songsang.Breathing against his ear, Songsang trembled, and the bone of his tail was limp.

Songsang admits that she is short, 1.7 meters [-] is not as good as him, but... Madan, why does she feel petite all of a sudden.Fuck!So subtle!

"You fucking let the labor and management loose!"