Misfiring

After eating, Ying Yang took the initiative to clean up the dining table and seemed to be planning to continue washing the dishes.

Cheng Mo felt sorry, if it was because of the accidental scalding before, it would be too much of a fuss.

"Let me go."

"Okay," Ying Yang avoided his movements, and nodded to the outside, "Our son is making trouble, you go and play with him."

The focus of the dispute suddenly changed.

"...not a son."

"I know," Ying Yang nodded seriously, "he's disabled now, he can only be considered half a cub, but we as parents can't dislike him, right?"

"..." After staring at him for a while, Cheng Mo couldn't help raising his hand to scow his face with water.

Then run away immediately.

Love to wash it, it's annoying.

After playing with Dandan on the balcony for a while, and watering the flowers again, Cheng Mo rubbed his stomach, feeling that dinner was being digested, so he turned and went back to the house.

"Well... I'm going to get busy, you..." Cheng Mo couldn't think of anything for Ying Yang to entertain him for a long time, and his brows were drawn together for a while, looking very embarrassed.

"How long will it take?" Ying Yang came out of the kitchen wiping his hands, the meticulously tidied cooking table glowing cleanly behind him.

"It will take at least an hour." He still owes two courseware. The school has only hired two psychology teachers including him. The other is a female teacher. She was pregnant last year and took maternity leave this month. Although a substitute teacher came to take over in time, the new teacher just graduated from university, his eyes were darkened, and he had to guide him to do the courseware, so now he is equivalent to teaching three grades by himself, and he is too busy.

In fact, this hour is also said to appease Ying Yang.

He himself is fine, he saved a bunch of ppt templates, and after sorting out the lesson plans, he combined the knowledge points with some psychological tests and put them in.The tricky part is for the new teacher, who not only needs to help her revise the courseware, but also predicts possible problems in the classroom and teaches her how to deal with them.

Everyone came here like this, Cheng Mo didn't bother, and was even very happy to share his experience with the new teacher.It's just that now that there is an extra Ying Yang in the family, with injuries on his body, he has to take care of Ying Yang's emotions, lest he be bored by himself.

Ying Yang leaned aside to see him struggling, and after a while he said: "It's fine for me to stay alone." Before Cheng Mo could breathe a sigh of relief, he added with a chuckle, "But there are conditions, every 10 You have to kiss me every minute, and so on, even if it's overtime, it doesn't matter, you can owe it together first, and then pay it back when you're done."

"..." Cheng Mo felt that he was stupid to have such a discussion with Ying Yang.Taking a step back and retreating into the study, Cheng Mo quickly locked the door and refused firmly, "No, you can play by yourself."

Ying Yang walked slowly to the door and touched the handle: "You think you are the only broken lock that can stop me?"

There was a moment of silence behind the door, Cheng Mo seemed to be evaluating the credibility of Ying Yang's words.When the voice sounded again, his tone undoubtedly softened again: "There is a projector in the living room, and the remote control is in the drawer of the coffee table. Press it to turn it on. It can connect to the Bluetooth of the mobile phone. If you find something to watch, I, I really want it." busy."

Only then did Ying Yang let him go: "Okay, I won't disturb you."

The lights in the living room are dimmed, and the blue light from the projector on the side is projected onto the empty wall in front of you. It flickers on and off as the camera changes, sometimes thick and colorful, sometimes understated, and the joys and sorrows of the characters are staged in turn in this small white frame .

Ying Yang lowered his head and fiddled with his mobile phone, beside him was a bold Eggy sleeping, with a long, fluffy tail sweeping onto his lap from time to time, as if to tempt him to rub himself twice.

"Farewell My Concubine" was playing in the background, and the melodious melody turned into a humming sound under the pressure of the speakers. Ying Yang hadn't turned on his phone for a whole day, and his phone was full of unread messages scrambling to pop up.

Some of them came from the bank. Someone swiped away 10,000+ of a bound gold card, and Ying Yang swipe to delete it after reading it.There was also a message from WeChat, a series of messages starting with "Brother Yang" made people dizzy, Ying Yang clicked on a few, and chose to reply.Then I went to other social software... Suddenly there was an illusion of being busy.

After processing the news, Ying Yang put down the hot phone and let it lie alone on the small table to charge, then freed up his hands to fiddle with the fluff on Eggy's body.

Gollum... Gollum...

Eggy didn't know whether it was intentional or not, there was a burst of snoring near the neck, one after another.If Ying Yang scratches harder, it will work harder, if the strength is lightened, it will also be reserved, without morals at all.

"Keep down, beware of your brother being jealous."

Eggy turned over, revealing a soft and white belly, with two front paws drooping by her ears in a surrendered shape. Ying Yang is at least 1.9 meters tall, with wide palms and slender fingers. With a slight squeeze, Eggy stretches out The body is covered in the hands, and the palm feels the pulsation of life, which is warm and fresh.

It's been a long time since I felt this way.

A house full of life atmosphere can be called a home. The kitchen is not very big, but it welcomes the sunshine warmly. It is well organized, and every corner reveals the ingenuity of the owner.

There are flowers and grass here, and there are cats they picked up, everything is fine.

Ying Yang raised his head and leaned on the sofa, silently looking at the picture in front of him.It was a video that had been displayed in the built-in software of the projector but hadn’t been played yet. I don’t know whether Cheng Mo had no time or the courage to watch it alone, so the lonely one was lying in the folder. The memory will be deleted after reading it.

Ying Yang can't say he appreciates this kind of literary and artistic films with a strong aesthetic orientation, and he can't be picky.

Looking at the time now, there are still more than 20 minutes before the one hour agreed by Cheng Mo, Ying Yang got up and turned off the projector, without turning on the light, went straight to the study and knocked on the door: "I'm going out to buy something."

After a few seconds, thinking that a man of his age would not be able to lose him, Cheng Mo let out an "oh" from a distance.

Ying Yang went out with a few hundred yuan and the house keys.

On the way back twice, he roughly recognized the shops near the community, and there was a living supermarket across the road from the south gate.White characters on a blue background, the long light board is a rare light on the whole street.

There were so many classic lines in the movie just now, Ying Yang alone remembered one sentence——

"People have to perfect themselves by themselves."

He thinks it makes sense.

So upholding this belief, Ying Yang brought back three packs of cigarettes, two bottles of lubricant and a box of condoms.

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