Gossip King

Gao Leng is seldom nervous, even if nervous, he can quickly restrain himself. But this time, he was really nervous, this kind of tension was from the inside out, uncontrollable.

Everyone has weaknesses, the high and cold weaknesses are on the woman he cares about, Mu Xiaoleng he cares about, and the little witch.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, Gao Leng was stunned. There was no one inside. The little witch likes to play with her laptop on the bed and eat while playing. She used to be a little messy on the bed when she went home, but this time she was neat and tidy. Covered with clean sheets.

Maybe the little witch's body recovered, she came and went without a trace, so let's go out to play, Gao Leng thought, but didn't care too much.

"Brother Gao Leng, would you like some black pepper in your noodles?" In the kitchen, Mu Xiao Leng was very busy, happily chirping like a bird.

Gao Leng calmed his mind and walked to the kitchen to see Mu Xiao Leng busy in the kitchen wearing an apron. This picture is beautiful.

Her hair was loosely tied into a ball behind her head, with a happy and content smile on her face, holding a knife and cutting the pepper on the cutting board, cutting it down quickly and accurately with a single knife, and the cutting board gave off a bang bang bang bang. the sound of.

This voice is familiar and warm.

I remember that when his mother was alive, Gao Leng's favorite thing to listen to when he came home from school was the sound of his mother cutting vegetables. It was all kind of affection. I remember when his mother had just passed away, Gao Leng had finished the funeral and returned home from a busy day. There was a dark kitchen, no lights, and no steaming dinner. Gao Leng likes to eat egg fried rice made by his mother, but he can't eat it anymore.

There is a poem that is simple, but very touching: The day before yesterday, I came home from school with a bowl of egg fried rice on the table; yesterday, I came home from school and a bowl of egg fried rice on the table; today, I came home from school , There is no egg fried rice on the table. The next day, I fried a bowl of egg fried rice by myself and put it in front of my mother's grave.

This kind of hot meal comes home every day, and there is a woman waiting for her life, which is happiness. It is difficult to say that it is difficult to get a man's heart, and it is also very simple to say that it is simple. Men don't have as many needs as women. Feeding him, sleeping with him, obediently trusting him, these points are enough.

Gao Leng's heart softened. He took a deep breath and walked over. He hugged Mu Xiao Leng who was cooking noodles directly from behind. He buried his head on her neck, sweet girl. The scent of love burst into my heart, warming the cold life.

"What are you doing, I'm not good at cooking like this." Xiao Leng naughtyly pushed up her small body and twisted it a few times: "Don't worry, eat noodles first."

Xiao Leng’s body was held tightly in Gao Leng’s arms. With such a twist, his soft and elastic body directly stimulated Gao Leng. His dishonest hands began to attack and Xiao Leng shyly I speeded up the speed in my hand, and complained shyly: "You have to eat my tofu next time!"

"Of course I will eat tofu." Gao Leng stepped down, provocatively.

"Hate!" Xiao Leng had no choice but to let him down. After a while, the noodles were ready. Two bowls of plain and elegant soup noodles were quickly made under Xiao Leng’s skillful hands. Gao Leng couldn’t help but marvel at it. In fact, there is a lot of work here. The cold noodles are delicious at first glance.

"Take it over and eat, Brother Gao Leng." Xiao Leng twisted her body again, wanting to ask him to hold the hands tightly, this time she twisted, she felt strange, strange from below, she stopped for a while , His ears were red, and he said softly: "Today I am coming to the moon, don't mess around."

When Gao Leng heard this, he smiled: "There are other ways to come to the moon, don't you know?"

"What do you mean?" Mu Xiao Leng glared at her big blank eyes, confused, and even how she was told by Gao Leng. These other methods were obviously too unfamiliar to her understanding.

It’s okay, woman, it’s better to train yourself. Although slower, it’s better than someone else’s teaching him to send it over. Gao sneered and patted her little ass: "Eat noodles." When I reached the sofa, I turned on the TV, and the two of them ate each bowl with relish.

After eating, Gao Leng pointed to the big box: "Now you can open the cloth and have a look?"

Xiao Leng blushed and nodded, Gao Leng walked over and opened it, and was stunned, and saw that the front of the box was covered with transparent glass. Looking through the glass, an independent bungalow inside was vivid, with a living room inside. The dining room, and the bedroom are exactly the same as in reality, as large as the layout of the room, as small as the spoon on the dining table, they are all lifelike. This is a model of a bungalow.

"I spent several days working on it myself. This is my future home and I will give it to you." With that, Mu Xiao Leng turned on the light at the back, and the light in the bungalow turned on.

"Such an exquisite model? You made it by hand?" Gao Leng was stunned. "There are swings and swimming pools in the yard. It's a good job!"

Xiao Leng smiled embarrassedly. After biting his lip for a while, he finally gathered up his courage, raised his head and said to Gao Leng, "Today is actually my birthday."

Gao Leng was taken aback, birthday? ! He looked up at her in surprise: "Why didn't you say it earlier, I'm sorry, I didn't buy you a birthday present."

Mu Xiao Leng shook his head: "It would be great if you could spend time with me. Besides, I ate noodles just now. Don’t I have longevity noodles for my birthday? It’s the happiest birthday to have longevity noodles with brother Gao Leng. ."

Gao Leng's heart warmed, and he touched Mu Xiao Leng's head guiltily: "We will go out soon, and we just made an appointment with a friend today. I will take you to buy a birthday gift. I will buy you what you want. what."

When Xiao Leng heard it, his eyes lit up: "What do you want me to buy?"

"Ok."

"Then..." Mu Xiao Leng blushed, her eyes didn't seem to dare to look at him, and Gu Lulu turned a bit and said, "Then I will wish for this model."

As she said, she knelt down on the sofa cutely, clenched her fists in both hands, closed her eyes and made a wish: "I hope to be the official girlfriend of Gao Leng. When he wants to eat, he can unscrupulously ask me to cook at any time. He eats, whether day or night, I am responsible for his stomach; Brother Gao Leng does not like shopping for clothes, he can ask me to buy clothes without hesitation, I am responsible for his clothes; and the hygiene at home, brother Gao Leng With an order, my girlfriend can come and clean the floor immediately. I am responsible for the housekeeping. I hope I can become the official girlfriend of Brother Gao Leng, and...and...I hope to be in my At the age of 22, I can...can...give myself to brother Gao Leng. The first time I held hands, hugged me, and cooked with a boy in the room for the first time, it was all of Gao Leng’s. For the most important first time, I will give brother Gao Leng, 22 years old, the love of two people. The numbers are very lucky."

After that, her face was so red that she couldn't open her eyes tightly, and she knelt there and turned into a flower in shame.