brown sugar eggs

Liang Baiyu stopped being funny.

He got down from Chen Suone's arms, and walked out of the courtyard lazily and barefoot, with long sleeves and trouser legs, like a child secretly wearing an adult's clothes.

Chen Song didn't follow, he stood where he was, with the slender figure in his eyes, and the scene in the hut that made him palpitate in his mind.

There is still warmth in the fingertips and palms.

——It seems to be the traces of spring and summer.

The young man stumbled at the door.

Chen Suone stepped forward without thinking. He heard the other party complain something, bent down and squatted down with his back to him, stretched out his fingers from the long sleeves, and picked up the trouser legs that were mopping the floor.

The roll is very high, as if going to the field to plant rice seedlings.

The young man stood up, retracted his hands into his sleeves again, and stepped out of the threshold, his calf exposed was thin and white.

Chen Sunk rubbed his hands on the seams of his trousers, his voice was hoarse: "Are you going down the mountain?"

"No." Liang Baiyu didn't turn his head, "Turn around."

"I need to wear shoes." After Chen Song finished speaking, the man was no longer in sight, and he immediately went into the room to get the shoes.

Chen Suone took his leather shoes and ran out in a hurry.

The young man didn't go far, he leaned against the wall outside the door, with his head down, wondering what he was thinking.Hearing the movement, he turned his fine porcelain face sideways, and cast a sidelong glance in Chen Suone's direction.

That glance is full of charm and tenderness, and the movement of the eyes is full of sly and flattery.

——The hunter casually dropped a bear trap on the ground, expecting the prey to ram itself upwards.

Chen Song's tall and tall figure paused, he walked over with a slight hunchback, and put the leather shoes in his hand at the young man's feet.

Liang Baiyu didn't wipe her feet, she just stuffed her feet into her leather shoes regardless of the sand on the soles of her feet, "I don't know what it's like to watch the sunrise on the top of the mountain."

"General." Chen Song said.

"I don't believe it." Liang Baiyu hugged his strong arm, his eyes were full of water, "Why don't you watch it with me."

Chen Song frowned lightly.

"You want to cook breakfast?" Liang Baiyu said, "Then I'll go alone."

As he spoke, he took his hand off his arm and walked away without stopping even once.

The heaven and the earth wake up, the mountains and forests are quiet and lonely, and the young people walk out of the taste of being free and easy.

No matter how wonderful the world is, it still can't stop him from going away, no one can keep him, and he won't stay for anyone.

Chen Suone pursed his lips a little hesitantly, he lowered his head and scratched his short black hair a few times, then turned his head and went home.

When a person reaches a certain age, he cannot wake up at night and fall asleep in the morning.

Chen Fugui woke up at dawn. With the help of his son, he finished washing, then nestled in the old chair in the main room and drank porridge.

Seeing that there were only two bowls on the table, Chen Fugui asked, "Where are you? Are you leaving?"

"No." Chen Song only said one word, and did not reveal anything else.

Chen Fugui was about to vomit after a few mouthfuls of porridge.

Chen Suone quickly brought the basin over and patted him on the back when he vomited, not feeling dirty at all.

Chen Fugui does not doubt his son's filial piety, he is gratified and proud of this, he has managed to raise a son to guard against old age.

It is said that people should be content and don't be too greedy, but he still hopes that his son can marry a compatible Omega, have at least two children, and have a good family.

Chen Fugui grabbed his son's barrier buckle and yanked it off.

A floating pheromone overflowed, and the taste was hard to catch.

Chen Fugui felt it, and his heart suddenly became more at ease.

As long as there is pheromone, the son's instinct for Omega will also be there.

Chen Fugui rubbed the button of the barrier, and his son followed his strong Alpha mother outside before he differentiated.

When he came back, he seemed to have suffered some kind of suffering, shed a layer of skin, and just came out.

Although Chen Fugui inquired many times, he still didn't know anything about his son's years outside.But he still firmly believed that, given his son's own conditions, the reason why the pheromones were so rare was not because the level of differentiation was too low, but because the glands had symptoms such as occlusion in the later stage, and the pheromones could not be fully released automatically.

As long as my son has more contact with Omega in the future, he will get better.

Sooner or later it will recover.

"Your situation is different from others. It doesn't matter whether you wear the barrier buckle or not." After Chen Fugui finished speaking, he died. He didn't have the strength to say anything else, so he asked his son to help him back to the room and lie down.

Chen Song found Liang Baiyu on the top of the mountain and brought him two cakes.

Liang Baiyu sat cross-legged on the stone, tore a small piece of cake and bit it between his lips and teeth. He ate very gracefully and delicately, and his swallowing movements were very quiet.

It seems to have been cultivated for a long time, and it has become a habit that has grown in his bones.

When he was sick, he took several medicines at a time, but he was not decadent and depressed. On the contrary, he was blazing and lively, with a smile on his lips all the time, making people forget that he was a patient from time to time.

Not only his emotional state, but also his complexion is very good, just like now, his lips are very rosy, and his face is also pink.

There was an eerie, jarring health present in him.

Chen Song stared at him in silence for a while, then took off the basket on his back and the kettle in front of him, and went to rake the fur nearby by himself.

"I'm drinking your water." Liang Baiyu yelled at Chen Su, and when he got the response, he turned on the kettle. He tilted his head back and poured the spout an inch or two away from his lips towards himself.

After drinking a few sips of water, Liang Baiyu lay down to bask in the sun, her long hair spread loose, her limbs spread lazily.

There is a faint sound of crackling firecrackers at the foot of the mountain.

It was the Liu family who was sending the funeral.

The water burial will start in the morning, and the coffin-carrying team will walk around the village and then up the mountain.

This is one of the many customs in the village, in order to accompany the dead to see more of the home and the world.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of the suona was carried into Liang Baiyu's ears by the mountain wind, and he frowned, "It's so noisy."

"Let's go play with honest people."

Liang Baiyu got up, grabbed her hair, and walked into the woods muttering.

Chen Song took off his camouflage jacket and wore a thin navy blue gown. His back was wet and his muscular lines could be seen. Holding a bamboo rake, he grabbed the pine hairs on the ground together from time to time.

"The funeral attendants from the Liu family will be here soon." Liang Baiyu stood on a pile of pine hair and stomped on it, "Shall I go to the grave?"

Chen Song raked the pine hair: "You won't go."

"Nonsense." Liang Baiyu looked misunderstood and wronged, "No matter what happened to Liu Kuan during his lifetime, the dead are the most important. As a fellow villager, I will give him a ride out of emotion and reason."

"The most promising person in the family is gone, how sad the old couple are, how pitiful." Liang Baiyu said quietly.

Chen Suone raked a pile of pine hairs to Liang Baiyu's feet, put down the bamboo rake, pulled out the broken branches under his nails, and brought out a small string of blood beads.

A drop of blood landed on Liang Baiyu's pants.

Liang Baiyu wiped it with his hand. On a whim, he raised that finger to his nose and sniffed it. When he raised his eyelids, he found the man staring at him blankly, with red ears.

"You didn't tell me the smell of your pheromones." Liang Baiyu shrugged, his eyes curled into thin lines with a smile, "I'm curious."

There was a hint of embarrassment on Chen Suone's face. He picked up the bamboo rake and went not far away. The blood vessels and veins on the back of his hands were obvious, and he had a strong masculinity.

"The chestnuts are almost ripe."

Liang Baiyu thought of the chestnut tree on the road, and said something in a hurry. He finished speaking a second ago, and heard Yang Ming's cry the next second.

Yang Ming didn't come alone, Yang Lingling was behind him, he left her behind and rushed towards Liang Baiyu like a small cannonball, causing damage to the flowers, plants and trees wherever he passed.

Chen Suone pulled Liang Baiyu to his side.

Yang Ming couldn't stop the car, so he knocked his head against a tree, causing a big bump on his forehead.