Xiaoshou, be good, open the door

"No? Zhao Chenxi, are you impotent or premature ejaculation? Grandpa Zhao Wei will treat you."

"Zhao Wei, can you have a handle on your mouth, you are impotent."

The two laughed and quarreled. Zhao Chenxi, a disabled person who couldn't resist with one hand, was thrown from the sofa to the floor, his handsome hairstyle became a chicken coop, and his comfortable cotton clothes were crumpled into a rag. Just as he was about to beg for mercy At that time, Zhao Wei jumped up from him and went to the bathroom. Zhao Chenxi was lying on the floor, his eyes were soaked in tears from laughing, and he shouted to the bathroom: "Zhao Wei, so you have a prostate problem .”

Surprisingly, Zhao Wei didn't refute, but just stayed in the bathroom for a long time.

At first, I thought these things had already been turned over, but during dinner, Zhao Wei said again: "Zhao Chenxi, that's it, we've made a deal?"

"Agreed what?"

"Let's live together."

Zhao Chenxi choked on the soup and coughed for a long time: "What do you mean?"

"Fuck, it's just that I don't know how to cook. Will I rent and provide meals with you in the future? How much will I pay you for a month?" Zhao Wei just ate a plate of pearl balls without looking up.

"You can't just eat vegetables, you can't just eat meat. Why are you acting like a child? Come if you want to eat. As for the money, talk to my mother later. I don't understand." Zhao Chenxi took a chopstick of celery lily and put it on Zhao Wei bowl.

Zhao Wei held a piece of celery, looked at it affectionately, and then put it in his mouth to chew and chew until Zhao Chenxi felt sick, so he didn't swallow it.

"Zhao Wei, what are you doing, isn't it just a piece of celery? You are not even as good as Hao Yiduo."

In the end, Zhao Wei still didn't have the courage to swallow it. He spat the celery into the trash can and asked, "What's a good one?"

"It's my daughter, she's not as picky as you."

"Fuck, Zhao Chenxi, you can't compare me to a child, do you have knowledge? This celery kills sperm, men can't eat it, you know?"

"I want you to say that men just eat mutton and leeks, that stuff strengthens the yang."

"Zhao Chenxi, can you be more noble and stop circling around your lower body?"

"Zhao Wei, you... Forget it, I won't chatter with you after dinner."

The days passed in such a noisy atmosphere for several days. Because of Zhao Wei, Zhao Chenxi suddenly felt that she was busy, and her life suddenly became full of vitality. No, it was full of fighting spirit. A fighting cock can't live without the adrenal glands rising.

Zhao Chenxi never thought that the life of "living together" with a man would be so enjoyable. It was the smell of a man's stinky feet. Zhao Wei threatened her with his arm and found a free nanny. Zhao Chenxi cleaned the clothes, Zhao Chenxi cooked, Zhao Chenxi washed the dishes, and Zhao Wei was only responsible for enjoying the fruits of this man's labor.

But both of them feel that life is real and beautiful.

The summer in Qingdao is passionate and unrestrained, the beautiful back and long legs of the big girl are dangling by the sea, and the heavy rain will make you feel cold.

On rainy days, Zhao Chenxi is particularly melancholy.

He didn't know how long he stared at the computer screen, but he didn't translate a single word, and his heart was splashed with mud by the falling rain.

"Zhao Chenxi, what are you doing? Your uncle is here?"

Zhao Wei asked casually while supporting the door frame of the study.

"Uncle? I don't have any aunts, just a few uncles. Did you find the wrong one?"

Zhao Chenxi's long eyelashes fluttered to her eyelids, and she looked dazed and cute like a little white rabbit who went to a drugstore to buy carrots.

Zhao Weilan was naughty, he suppressed his laughter and said, "Zhao Chenxi, let me tell you a joke."