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Ding Hanbai almost sprayed the meal all over the round table, but the result of choking it was choking it into his throat. He coughed, from a small sound to a loud one, gradually becoming more and more violent, and he was about to cough out his lung ducts.
Others didn't bother to think about Ji Shenyu's situation, Jiang Shuliu poured water, Jiang Caiwei patted his back, Ding Yanshou was so frightened that he stopped reprimanding, and focused all his attention on Ding Hanbai.
But Ding Hanbai was shaking with a cough, but his gaze remained on Ji Shenyu's place as firmly as Mount Tai, with a gloating smile mixed with indescribable rarity. This little southern barbarian was so funny that he actually took it seriously and followed suit. He calmed down slowly, wiped his mouth, took a sip of hot tea, and uttered two words - "Idiot."
Ji Shenyu sat down again, put his head into the bowl, and ate rice with honeydew melon and jujube until there was no grain left. He had been hungry for too long, and wanted to have another bowl, but he held back his master's and his wife's serious expressions.
Jiang Caiwei's calf hurt, she turned her face to look at Ding Hanbai.
Ding Han Baichao Ji Shenyu pouted and gestured with his eyes.
Jiang Caiwei understood, without saying a word, handed over her bowl, and said deliberately: "Shen Yu, fill another bowl, and help me to fill some by the way."
When Ji Shenyu saw the other person winking at him, he immediately understood, and came back with another bowl, feeling hot in his chest, and the food became even sweeter after eating. It was that time weaving gloves, and it was also this time. Jiang Caiwei's consideration for him was like sending charcoal in the snow. He was gratefuland even felt worthy of it.
The soup was empty, and several people put down their chopsticks one after another.
The two elders went out for a week. Although they were not busy, they had limited strength and did not continue to teach the younger generation. And Ding Hanbai was exhausted from wandering all day, so he put down his chopsticks and went back to sleep regardless of whether he made a mistake or not.
Ji Shenyu followed closely behind, and he was completely relaxed when he returned to the small courtyard where he lived. He stepped on Ding Hanbai's shadow, went up the steps, Ding Hanbai's shadow disappeared, and Ding Hanbai himself walked away without a pause.
He was still holding the other party's coat, planning to wash it before returning it.
Ji Shenyu didn't close the door, and sat at the table to listen. I heard Ding Hanbai run to take a bath, and I heard Ding Hanbai come back after washing. He took the time to go out and block the other party's way.
Ding Hanbai felt hot all over his body, moist and fresh. Thinking of Ji Shenyu shaking his feet and throwing water all over his body, he moved closer to imitate Jiang Tingen's old Huang, shaking his head back and forth, water droplets gushing everywhere.
After shaking his dizziness, he frowned and asked, "What are you doing blocking the road?"
Ji Shenyu said: "Senior brother, why did you get blamed for me? It's because I want to learn how to drive¡ª"
Ding Hanbai interrupted: "That's what I have to let you learn. Both sides will scold me, and one less scolding is one."
Ji Shenyu looked at Ding Hanbai, he thought, Ding Hanbai is "one who scolds less is one" to him? Isn't it "can't just scold me"?
Ding Hanbai was sweating from this man's stare: "Are you still busy? You're sleepy."
He couldn't even wait for an answer, he walked around Ji Shenyu and went back to the room, walking so fast that he even bumped into the other's shoulder. If thoughts condense into a ball, they will disperse with a light bump, plus a few steps to the bedroom.
Ding Hanbai was already lying on the bed, his scattered thoughts scattered, this one is Ji Shenyu's eyes watching him, and the other one is Ji Shenyu's self-proclaimed idiot, floating around, it is difficult to put together.
Not only is it scattered, but it is also chaotic.
Ding Hanbai closed his eyes and reached out to turn off the light, but he touched the tassel on the edge of the lampshade and did not leave. The tassel made his fingertips itchy, jumping up and down, from his fingertips to his heart, as if electrified.
He woke up suddenly, guessing that he had some kind of disease, took a piece of American ginseng before falling into a deep sleep.
Ji Shenyu came back from the shower and looked at the next door, it was already dark. He had a lot of emotional ups and downs today, and he was extremely tired at the moment, but he still picked up the aluminum skin pot to water the roses that were starting to wilt.
When drinking water, I don¡¯t forget the well digger, and when watering the flowers, I naturally think of the flower planter, so I can¡¯t help but look towards the bedroom.
So dark, what dream is Ding Hanbai having? he thinks.
It was a quiet night, Ding Hanbai didn't dream at all, only after dawn did he dream intermittently of some images, hazy, unclear, and the western clock did not wake him up.
He has always been able to sleep, and it is common for him to get up when the sun is high.
It's just that the Western clock wasn't intense enough, and five minutes later a big living person came. Ding Han Baijuan was immersed in Zhuang Sheng's dream, and suddenly his left ear hurt, his callused big hands grabbed and twisted him, causing his eyes to open wide in pain.
"dad?"
Ding Yanshou said: "If you dare to sleep late, get up and fix my car!"
Ding Hanbai leaned on the edge of the bed and sighed, half-closed his eyes and resisted, and after a lot of tossing, he still succumbed to Ding Yanshou's iron fist.People of all kinds can't just see it and forget it. "
Two years ago, Zhang Sinian sold one of the gourd bottles, and the buyer was the man just now.
He embraced Ding Hanbai and walked out: "It's hard work being a babysitter, let's go, let's go find a jar for pickling sugar and garlic."
Ding Hanbai didn't come home until dark, bought clothes, went out of the restaurant, and sneaked around the screen wall, trying not to disturb his parents in the living room. Sneaking back to the small courtyard, the lucky bamboo was full of vitality, and the rose was lingering. He glanced at it coldly and had no other thoughts.
Anyway, the seal was already coming back, so he didn't care.
Going up the steps, the half-hidden door swung open, and Ji Shenyu seized the time to intercept him again. "Brother, you're back." Ji Shenyu folded the dry coat and offered it up, "I've washed it, here it is."
Ding Hanbai said: "I don't want it anymore."
Ji Shenyu confirmed: "Don't you want to wash it?"
Ding Hanbai replied: "The foot cloth is still the same after washing it. I bought a new one."
After the other party finished speaking and went back to the room, Ji Shenyu had no choice but to take the coat back. The size is not suitable, he can't wear it, but it is brand new, if you throw it away, you will be called a prodigal. After a moment of silence, he put it in the wardrobe, let's keep it first.
The cabinet door is closed, and the room door is opened.
Ding Hanbai came in with the medicinal wine, looking like a gentleman: "Come, thank you."
He sat back on the chair, unhurriedly unbuttoned his clothes, and from top to bottom, his chest was exposed first. He took off his shirt, folded his arms on the back of the chair, rested his chin on his forearm, and waited for the other party to serve him.
Ji Shenyu only remembered the noise and noise of the collision yesterday, but he didn't expect the redness, swelling and bruising to be so serious. Pour the medicinal wine into the palm of your hand, rub it to warm it up, gently cover it, curl your fingers, and rub the medicinal wine with your palm little by little.
He asked: "Brother, does it hurt?"
Ding Hanbai squinted his eyes in comfort: "It's not bad."
The warm palms moved on the back, the strength was different, and the pain was mixed. Ji Shenyu fell down a little more, rubbing the underside of the opponent's shoulder blades, and then moved a little more, rubbing to the side.
Unexpectedly, Ding Hanbai stood up suddenly: "If you rub the bruise, do you rub my itchy jerky?"
Ji Shenyu whispered, "How do I know where your itchy flesh grows?"
What he didn't expect was that Ding Hanbai rushed to grab him, his elbow was swung away, and he went straight to his ribs. His hands were dripping wet, he couldn't resist, staggered back to the side of the bed and fell down.
"What are you hiding from? Could it be that your itchy flesh grows there too?" Ding Hanbai oppressed him, causing Ji Shenyu to curl up and writhe, his hair messed up. ?¡±
Ji Shenyu nodded again and again, the torture stopped, and he spread his palms up on both sides of his head. Lying on his back and looking at Ding Hanbai, Ding Hanbai was half kneeling on the bed, looking at him in the same way.
He couldn't stand that gaze, even though it was calm and devoid of any emotion.
Ding Hanbai asked: "Why are you blushing?"
Ji Shenyu asked back: "It's not allowed to blush?"
It was not the first time for Ding Hanbai to be deflated, his eyes moved to those hands, and he remembered the feeling of being rubbed on his shoulders and back just now. He forgot the pain, and focused on exploring: "You seem to have said that calluses cannot grow, why?"
Ji Shenyu was unexpected again, and tried his best to think of a decent reason, even if it wasn't decent enough, it would be nice to change the topic. However, this pondering made Ding Hanbai more curious, and he twisted a couple of times while riding on him.
He made up nonsense: "Calluses make it uncomfortable."
Ding Hanbai asked: "What are you doing?"
Ji Shenyu went all out: "What do you think the man is doing?"
It was terribly quiet, and the water splashed out of what he said, would it be too late for him to change his words? But before he could come to a conclusion, Ding Hanbai stretched out his callused big hand, patted his cheek lightly, then stopped, stroking him back and forth with his fingertips.
Ding Hanbai said with a smile: "It's only comfortable with long calluses, what a fool."
Breathing stagnantly, Ji Shenyu had the illusion that the touched skin was on fire.
However, he was so dazed that he didn't want to escape, his head was not tilted, and he only looked up. When Ding Hanbai had played him enough, he left without saying a word, leaving only the half bottle of medicinal wine soaked in bitterness.
A moment later, a figure loomed outside the window, and Ji Shenyu turned over and sat up, staring blankly. Opening a slit, Ding Hanbai threw in a box of things, and said righteously: "Don't hurt your foundation when you are young, and you will have a piece of American ginseng after you finish it."
The co-author is to invigorate his kidneys and strengthen his yang?
Could it be that he was misunderstood to be addicted to self/blasphemy?
Even the water in the Slender West Lake can't wash away this injustice, Ji Shenyu was so ashamed and annoyed, wishing he could grab the ground with his head, howling, what a pity!
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