Farming is worse than acting like a baby

The snow in the yard is very thick, with ice on it, and it is very slippery to step on. Jing Yu has been holding back for so many days, and at this moment, he especially wants to move his hands and feet. After entering the yard, the soles of his feet slipped. Before he could react, he lay on the ground with his feet upturned. He was wearing thick clothes, so he didn't get injured.

He was like a runaway wild horse just now, before Qi Ye had time to hold him, he ran out. Seeing this, he hurried over to hug him, and checked him with a cold face: "Why are you so careless? Does it hurt?"

Jing Yu shook his head and didn't care. At this time, his cheeks were pink, and he let out a long stream of white air from his mouth. His eyes flickered, and he said excitedly: "Brother Ye, the ice is so thick and just right. Let's go skating."

After lying down for so long, Qi Ye also knew that he was in a hurry, seeing him so excited, he simply let him go.

Today is sunny, although it is not warm, but it is much better than the blizzard day some time ago, Jing Yu first hugged Qi Ye's waist, twisted his ass, and slid along Qi Ye's left arm to his right arm. After a circle, Qi Ye stood there acting as a human-shaped wooden stake, letting him play around.

The yard is big, with a thick layer of ice, like a natural skating rink, Jing Yu circles around Qi Ye, Qi Ye holds him tightly, fearing that he will fall.

The whole yard was filled with Jing Yu's laughter.

"Brother Ye! Hug me!"

Jing Yu slid towards Qi Ye, Qi Ye opened his arms and embraced him, Jing Yu hugged Qi Ye's waist tightly, panting, his forehead was sweating from playing for a while.

"Go into the house." Afraid that he would catch a cold again, Qi Ye put his arms around his waist and carried him halfway into the kitchen.

During this period of time, Bai Qiuqiu's body is much better than before, and his appetite has also improved. Maybe he is going to feed coal briquettes. He eats more than before, and his dull fur has returned to its previous glossy whiteness. Jing Yu is even happier watching it. At this time, the coal ball was lying in Bai Qiuqiu's arms and shaking its ears. It was a little bigger than before, and it was not afraid of strangers. When it heard the sound, it raised its head from Bai Qiuqiu's arms, and then lay down again.

Bai Shujiu was lying on the ground, no longer sleeping in the bamboo nest with them, probably driven away by Bai Qiuqiu.

Jing Yu laughed at it.

"Sweating so much." Qi Ye wiped Jing Yu's sweat with a soft cloth, and touched his smooth and tender face with the back of his hand, which was steaming hot. He was a little worried that Jing Yu would catch cold again. Sit by the brazier.

Jing Yu was happy at this time, after half a month of lingering with the wind and cold, she finally recovered, her body was not uncomfortable anymore, she was so refreshed, she wished she could break out in a sweat again.

Qi Ye touched Jing Yu's cheek with his fingertips: "The face is getting smaller."

Jing Yu didn't care at all, showing a row of small white teeth, and looked at Qi Ye with a smile: "Then I can only trouble Brother Ye to make it up for me."

It's just that she has lost a lot of weight. Before, her small face was still a little fleshy, and her chin was still a little round. Now her chin is a little pointed, and her pair of black and bright eyes are particularly conspicuous, occupying most of her face.

But Qi Ye was happy to see Jing Yu like this. During this period of time, due to illness, Jing Yu was listless all day long, and his eyes didn't have much energy, Qi Ye felt very distressed in his eyes.

In the yard, there is Qi Ye’s self-made refrigerated tank, inside which is wrapped the thick ice cubes he cut, put the unmarinated meat in it, and put the lid on it. It’s cold in this day, and it’s okay to put it in the yard. Not afraid of the ice cubes melting off, it just keeps fresh.

Qi Ye went to fetch some meat and brought it into the kitchen: "Today, make dumplings, do you like it?"

"I like it, don't put ginger." Jing Yu was looking at the dwarf shark in the jar.

The dwarf shark was fed by Qi Ye occasionally during this time, unexpectedly, it was still alive in embarrassment, the rope on its tail was already bitten off by it, and the rope tied to the mouth of the altar was useless, but since that day After biting the yellow Zangzang, it stopped and didn't make any more moths, so Jing Yu simply turned a blind eye to it.

Qi Ye washed the meat, heard the words and replied: "Don't put ginger."

After warming up in the kitchen for a while, Jing Yu ran out again, Qi Ye couldn't stop him, and he didn't know if his body was more resistant to the cold after a serious illness, or maybe it was indeed warmer today than before, Jing Yu stayed outside for a while.

After half a month of snowing, the snow finally stopped, and Huang Zangzhang was also very excited. He first ran to the yard, and even fell down several times to get over the excitement.

The snow outside the house was extraordinarily thick, it hadn’t been stepped on, it was fluffy, and it didn’t freeze much. Jing Yu led Huang Di Zang to build a snowman at the door. Jing Yu was from the north. He didn’t feel anything when he saw snow, but he couldn’t stop it. Hold back his heart that has been wanting to be lively for so long.

Under the blue sky, a piece of silver is so beautiful.

Jing Yu bent over to roll snowballs in his hands at this moment, and rolled two snowballs one after another, one big and one small, Huang Zangzhao watched him from the sidelines, and later imitated him with a pig's nose, but was caught in the ice If he didn't, he hummed at Jing Yu, and if he didn't want to give in, Jing Yu laughed at him.

Qi Ye prepared the dumpling stuffing and dough in the kitchen, and when he came out to call Jing Yu back to the house, he saw two snowballs, one big and one small, standing side by side at the door outside the house, like gatekeepers.

"Brother Ye." Seeing him coming out, Jing Yu ran up to him and said coquettishly, "Hands are so cold."

Qi Ye wrapped his extended hands together and rubbed them lightly, Jing Yu's hands were red from the cold, colder than ice scum, Qi Ye was afraid that he would catch cold again and let him into the house.

"Come into the house after the snowman is piled up." After Jing Yu finished speaking, he tiptoed and kissed Qi Ye's warm lips.

Jing Yu's lips were cool at this moment, but they were extremely soft.

Qi Ye had no choice but to let him go, and stretched out his hand to straighten his temple hair.

"Brother Ye, make this snowman's head." Jing Yu pointed to the snowman with a smaller snowball body, "This is me, you have to make it look better."

"This is you." Jing Yu smiled and put the snowball in his hands on the big snowball, "I promise to make you the most beautiful snowman."

Seeing him smiling happily, Qi Ye added a little snowball to "Jing Yu" as he said.

In this icy and snowy place, there were no branches with leaves, so Qi Ye had to go to the kitchen to get small wooden sticks to serve as the snowman's arms, one for the snowman's body. Eyes, "ruby eyes."

Finally, Jing Yu used small green fruits to make buttons for the two snowmen.

"Okay, you're done."

Jing Yu clapped his hands, two snowmen stood side by side, one big and one small, Jing Yu bent down in front of the snowman with a wooden stick and wrote a few words.

It's their two names "Jing Yu" and "Qi Ye".

In the sun, two snowmen were painted with big smiling faces.

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Jing Yu jumped into the kitchen, sat next to the brazier and warmed himself by the fire, muttering: "It's so cold, so cold."

Huang Zangzhang also followed his example, flicking his tail to the brazier and humming.

After Qi Ye washed his hands, he brought Jing Yu a bowl of hot water, Jing Yu took it and took a sip.

"Go out when you know it's cold, you're fine, you can't stay outside for too long."

"understood."

Once Jing Yu finished playing, he became lazy. Qi Ye was making dumplings, and he watched from the side. The minced meat was chopped into pieces, and the dough was placed aside. Qi Ye had nimble fingers and picked it up with chopsticks. Turn your fingers around, and a fat little ingot is formed, which is very cute.

Jing Yu had never made dumplings before, so after looking at them for a while, she thought they were very interesting, so she decided to make them too.

"Wash your hands first." Qi Ye put down his chopsticks, scooped up hot water and warmed it up.

Jing Yu stretched out his hand to wash his hands that had just played in the snow, and he said with a smile: "Have you never heard of an old saying? You won't get sick if you eat dirty."

Qi Ye disagreed: "Snow is dirty."

After Jing Yu wiped his hands clean, he took a round dough and spread it out in his palm. Like Qi Ye, he picked up the meat stuffing with chopsticks and put it in the center. His thin white fingers followed suit. He was not discouraged even if the ingot was not made. , directly pinched a circle on the corner, and said righteously: "This is how we northerners make dumplings."

"...Pinch it like this." Qi Ye demonstrated it to him. Qi Ye's fingers were slender, and with each pinch, an ingot was wrapped. Every ingot he wrapped looked exactly the same and looked very cute.

Jing Yu's heart was itchy, and he tried to pinch it again.

Qi Ye took a look, yes, at least he could see the shape.

Jing Yu was a little happy, and pinched a few more in one breath. Although they were not as good-looking as Qi Ye pinched, at least they were wrapped into small ingots.

Qi Ye looked at the amount and found that it was almost done, so he started cooking the dumplings.

Jing Yu wrapped his arms around his waist from behind and said, "Brother Ye, I want to eat hot pot in a few days. I've lost weight and need more supplements."

Qi Ye already knew what hot pot was from his description before, after hearing what he said, he replied: "Okay."

The dumplings were ups and downs in the boiling water, Qi Ye added another bowl of cold water and covered the pot.

Jing Yu rested his chin on his shoulder and muttered: "If you want to eat spicy pot, forget it, it's better to eat mandarin duck pot. The clear soup is boiled with mushrooms and chicken..."

Qi Ye wrote down one by one.

The dumplings were cooked very quickly, some of them were boiled to pieces and the meat filling was exposed, and the remaining small ingots were in good shape and intact, so you don't need to think about it to know that those few were made by Jing Yu.

Seeing that Qi Ye put all the boiled dumplings he made into his own bowl, Jing Yu said, "The skin is gone, don't eat it."

Qi Ye: "You made it, I like to eat it."

Jing Yu smiled, and the straight man of steel could actually talk about love, and said happily: "Then I will give you the bag next time."

Qi Ye: "Yes."

Although the dumpling filling is meat filling, it is not greasy at all. I don't know what Qi Ye added, the meat juice flows out after a bite, and the meat on the belt is very chewy when eaten.

Jing Yu has been sick recently and has no appetite, and Qi Ye feeds him light food every day. After being vegetarian for so long, of course he has a big appetite. He ate two bowls in a row, and finally drank half a bowl of dumpling water.

"Delicious." Jing Yu sat on the stool and rubbed his belly with a satisfied face.

Seeing this, Qi Ye curled his lips.

"Brother Ye, I want to take a bath today, I'm so dirty."

He had been lying on the bed for half a month, and Qi Ye would not let him take a bath in such a cold day, and covered him tightly with a quilt every day, for fear that he would freeze even more severely.

Although he didn't sweat much, Jing Yu felt very uncomfortable, feeling like he was going to stink, and he happened to be sweating a lot today.

Qi Ye knew that he liked to be clean, so after washing the dishes, he boiled two large pots of hot water like last time, and brought the brazier in the house into the kitchen, and when the kitchen door was closed, it was instantly warm.

This time Qi Ye didn't go out, but stayed in the kitchen.

Jing Yu took off his clothes at the side, and went directly into the tub, sighing comfortably, lying lazily on the edge of the tub, exposing a large clean back to Qi Ye's sight.

"Brother Ye, I feel ashes on my body."

"No."

Qi Ye was behind him, fearing that he would be cold, so he quickly wiped his back and scooped up hot water with a wooden ladle, "Sit down and close your eyes."

As soon as Jing Yu sat up straight, Qi Ye's big hand covered his eyes, and then a stream of water slowly slid through his hair.

Qi Ye immediately withdrew his hand, passed Jing Yu's soft hair with his fingertips, and made circles with soap locusts, washing his hair.

"Close your eyes."

Jing Yu closed his eyes obediently, letting the warm water wash his hair slowly, Qi Ye moved gently, wiping his face and ears with his hands.

Jing Yu hummed: "It's really comfortable."

Seeing this, Qi Ye patted his head.

Jing Yu lazily leaned against the back edge of the bucket, puffed out his chest and said, "Brother Ye, just wash my whole body."

Qi Ye's eyes fell on his dazzling white skin, with two touches of pink dotted on it, with small drops of water hanging on it, Qi Ye quickly averted his gaze.

"Wash yourself."

Seeing this, Jing Yu laughed clearly, pretending not to know: "What's the matter?"

He said again: "I'm so tired, I don't even have the energy to wash, oops, I can't lift my hands."

He deliberately dragged his voice slowly, with a sweet, greasy, and charming tone.

Qi Ye was completely confused about him, knowing that he did it on purpose, with a sullen face, he rubbed his head punitively with his big hand, "Stop making trouble, wash it quickly, it will freeze in a while."

Seeing that Qi Ye wasn't shy anymore, Jing Yu felt that it was boring, so he took a soft cloth and rubbed it with soap locusts, rubbed his body, and said, "Brother Ye, you are not cute anymore."

"..." Qi Ye simply ignored him and poured him some hot water.

When was he ever cute?

This time Qi Ye didn't let Jing Yu soak too much, after wiping and washing it, he let Jing Yu get up, Jing Yu put on clean underwear and underwear, Qi Ye put on a cotton padded jacket for him, wrapped in fox fur With a cloak, he walked out of the kitchen with his half-armed arms, and Jing Yu hugged two Mrs. Tang in his arms.

Qi Ye walked quickly and held him in his arms.

Sleeping in the room was obviously colder than the kitchen. Jing Yu shivered when he was in the yard, and there was endless coldness in the night. When he entered the room, he felt a little warmer than outside.

Once again, he felt that this was really the coldest winter he had ever had.

Jing Yu huddled in Qi Ye's arms and could not go to bed, he said: "I have washed everything, and I should also change the sheets, quilt and pillows."

Hearing what he said, Qi Ye had no choice but to find clean ones for him in the wooden box. Fortunately, there were a lot of silk at the beginning. Qi Ye thought it was cold in winter, and Jing Yu's body was so thin that he couldn't resist the cold. Made sheets and quilts.

It's all in use right now.

Putting on a clean sheet and quilt, Jing Yu went to bed, and said to Qi Ye, "Brother Ye, go and wash yourself."

Qi Ye gave a "hmm", and then tucked him up before leaving. After a while, he came in again, holding a brazier.

Seeing this, Jing Yu urged him again: "Brother Ye, go wash up quickly."

Qi Ye looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Go and wash up, you'll know when you come back." Jing Yu winked at him mysteriously.

Qi Ye knew that he had a lot of tricky ideas every day, so he didn't care.

The brazier is slightly warmer in the room, but only slightly, Jing Yu holds Tang Pozi between his feet and holds one in his arms, but it still feels a bit cold, nothing can be as warm as Qi Ye's arms.

Qi Ye took a slow shower this time, Jing Yu waited for a long time and didn't see him coming in, so he was a little anxious, his eyes darted to the door, Qi Ye just entered the room, his hair was still wet.

The good guy even washed his hair.

Qi Ye wiped his hair casually with a dry cloth, saw Jing Yu staring at him with his beautiful eyes open, so he walked over: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Jing Yu pointed out something: "I've slept for so long, I don't want to sleep yet."

You have to do some exercise to sleep soundly.

Qi Ye didn't realize it. He wiped his hair almost dry before taking off his clothes and going to bed. As soon as he got into the quilt, Jing Yu rolled into his arms, and his hands touched and scratched his abdominal muscles. After a moment, Qi Ye was caught off guard.

Qi Ye felt that the desire and desire that had just been resolved were beginning to emerge again, and he didn't even know that Jing Yu did it on purpose.

Jing Yu has been ill for half a month, and died of discomfort. Qi Ye has been worrying about him taking care of him all day long. The two of them have no other thoughts, but the two of them are young and have just made up their minds. After a long time, I couldn't bear it anymore.

Jing Yu's mind became more active.

"Brother Ye." Jing Yu lifted Qi Ye's clothes and touched them, from the abdominal muscles on the small abdomen to the chest muscles.

He screamed in his heart, feeling that his man's figure really made him unable to put it down.

Qi Ye's scalp was numb from being touched by him, and all the blood in his body was rushing down. Only then did he realize Jing Yu's smirk just now.

The little guy is waiting for him here. When he just took a shower, his mind was full of Jing Yu, so it took a long time.

Before, Qi Ye lived a relatively pure life, until he met Jing Yu.

"Touch.Touch.me, too." Jing Yu lay beside Qi Ye's ear and whispered, "Although I don't have muscles, I still feel good when I touch it."

Qi Ye suddenly heard his last sentence, and was amused by his self-proclaimed appearance.

Although the two of them had helped each other a few times, it was limited to helping each other, and there was nothing further. Qi Ye was very well-behaved on weekdays, and his thoughts were not as open as Jing Yu's as a good young man in the new century. It's hard.

Jing Yu felt that Qi Ye was bored and coquettish, and he clearly wanted it in his heart.

If Qi Ye doesn't take the initiative, he will. Now that Qi Ye and he like each other, they can be regarded as their fiancé in name. It's only natural for him to touch his man! ! !

Qi Ye was a little moved by his teasing, Jing Yu spun around for a while, and was crushed. Under Qi Ye's body, Qi Ye's tall body completely covered him, and his bottomless eyes were dark and dark, revealing a hint of danger. Light.

The author has something to say: Qi Ye is a man who has nothing but a lot of quilts