Deng Xian couldn't help but smile and bend over when he looked at Tang Ling's reaction.

"Little collar, we're small, aren't we? Am I such a pervert in your heart?"

"Cut, you are not only perverted and not righteous, you are also prying into other people's corners, you are not yet faceless. Tang Ling replied with a wine burp, standing in the living room and staggering as he looked at the possibility of falling down at any time.

"Okay, you go back to your room and go to sleep, I'm going to rest too, drinking this wine with you makes my heart feel much more comfortable, or you're buddy. Deng Xian continued to wipe his hair and went back to his room.

Tang Ling looked at his back a little confused, he remembered that he was obviously drinking in the office of the supermarket, how did he get here?

Seeing that his clothes were ripped and messed up, he remembered that it was because he was too hot and thirsty that he walked out of the room, and when he saw Deng Xian, he mistakenly thought that he wanted to do something.

Tang Ling pounded his head, slowly pushed open the door of a room and threw himself on the bed, too sleepy.

"Your uncle, what are you doing? What does it mean that you pretended to be like that just now, and now you are chasing me to my room?" Deng Xian just lay down when Tang Ling almost pressed out the wine he drank.

kicked Tang Ling to the ground and lay down, Deng Xian crawled out of the quilt angrily and pointed at Tang Ling.

Tang Ling, who was on the floor, held his head and looked at the whirling room and Deng Xian couldn't say a word, but he fell asleep in three seconds.

Deng Xian walked up to him barefoot and kicked him hatefully, but Tang Ling didn't move.

looked at Tang Ling fixedly for no less than ten seconds, and Deng Xian sighed helplessly when he was sure that he was asleep.

Looking at his one-meter-eight size and sturdy body, Deng Xian gave up the idea of dragging him back to the guest room.

It took a lot of effort to pull Tang Ling onto the bed, and continued to cover him with the quilt indiscriminately, Deng Xian looked at Tang Ling, who had not taken a bath and changed his clothes, sleeping on his bed very badly.

Deng Xian closed the door and found a new guest room to lie down, in order to prevent Tang Ling from rushing in again and scaring him, Deng Xian locked the door tightly.

The sound of the toilet flushing in the bathroom woke up Tang Ling, who was dreaming, and he opened his eyes to see the unfamiliar ceiling, and then saw the unfamiliar room layout.

The sleepy-eyed Tang Ling walked out of the room barefoot and saw Deng Xian, who was already fully dressed, coming out of the bathroom.

"You're awake, I'm going to patrol the store, you can do it yourself, if you want to eat, you have everything in the fridge.

Disposable toothbrushes and towels are placed on the sink in the bathroom. Deng Xian said as he tidied up his clothes.

"What time is it?" asked Tang Ling with a big yawn.

"Three o'clock in the afternoon. Deng Xian glanced at Tang Ling, if he hadn't gone to the wrong room last night and scared himself and hadn't fallen asleep for a long time, how could he have overslept?

"Oh. Tang Ling nodded, turned around and went back to the room, and continued to lie on the bed and sleep with his eyes closed.

Deng Xian didn't expect this guy to continue sleeping, so he shook his head and went out.

Tang Ling opened his eyes when he heard the sound of the door closing, he didn't want to sleep but didn't want to leave.

As soon as he thought of going home, he might meet Ji Nianjun who tried all his excuses to drill into his house, and Tang Ling would rather hide in Deng Xian for a few days.

Touching his stomach that was a little suffocating, Tang Ling got out of bed and found the slippers that were littered last night and went to the kitchen to open the refrigerator to find food.

It's really everything, but it's all frozen food.

After picking and choosing for a long time, Tang Ling finally took a bag of dumplings out and prepared to boil the dumplings.

Isn't it the first day of the Lunar New Year that you should eat dumplings?

When Tang Ling had just fished out the boiled dumplings and put them on the plate, the door opened, and Deng Xian appeared at the door.

Tang Ling was very nervous, covered the dumplings behind him, and looked at Deng Xian vigilantly.

"What's so fragrant?" Deng Xian sniffed and walked over to the kitchen.

"Aren't you going to patrol the store? I don't think you even made it to the underground garage. Tang Ling looked at him coldly.

"You're still so smart, I forgot to get my car keys when I got my house key. Deng Xian smiled and stood on tiptoe to look behind Tang Ling.

"Then you take the key and leave, the store will close in a while. Tang Ling stretched out his hands and covered the dumplings tightly from Deng Xian.

"If you're hungry, you'll have to eat first. Deng Xian looked at the dumplings that were still steaming and swallowed.

"Okay, then you cook slowly, I'll go over and eat first. Tang Ling bent over and was about to leave with his plate in his arms, but was stopped by Deng Xian.

"Little collar, we can be regarded as small, right? I bought these dumplings, this pot belongs to my family, and the water and lighting you use are also the fees I pay, can I eat two?" Deng Xian said in an almost flattering tone.

Tang Ling was unmoved and covered the dumplings.

"Just one, eat one and I'll go. Deng Xian stretched out a white and tender finger and dangled it in front of Tang Ling, with a begging smile on his face.

"Hmph, why didn't you look like this when you grabbed the core?

I won't give it to you!" Tang Ling raised his head and didn't look at Deng Xian, although his own stomach was growling, but thinking of the hatred of snatching his first love, Tang Ling was still very angry.

"Don't mention that sad past, right?We are all poor children who no one hurts, are you sure you want to hurt each other like this?" Deng Xian pouted and looked at Tang Ling, looking sad and pitiful.

"You pity me, I don't feel sorry. Tang Ling replied with a snort.

"Oops, the dumplings are going to be cold. Deng Xian stood still and looked at Tang Ling's hand and muttered, Tang Ling was really fooled and looked down, and Deng Xian took the opportunity to take it.

Deng Xian, who grabbed the dumplings and stuffed them into his mouth while running, did not forget to turn around and laugh at Tang Ling.

"Look at you, you're still so stupid!" Deng Xian's words successfully angered Tang Ling.

Tang Ling didn't chase him anymore, then opened the refrigerator and took out all the remaining dumplings, and added water to the pot to boil.

Deng Xian looked at Tang Ling while eating, and found that he didn't mean to come over to grab it, so he sat quietly on the sofa and ate slowly.

When the water was boiling, Tang Ling boiled another bag of dumplings, and watched Tang Ling's movements Deng Xian ran by.

"Cook more, I'm not full. “

Tang Ling glanced at him and didn't speak, and Deng Xian carefully put the empty plate of dumplings on the stove.

"It's strange to say, when I eat the dumplings you cooked, I will have the taste of grandma. Deng Xian's faint tone sounded full of sadness, not at all like the Deng Xian who was so naughty as he snatched the dumplings a few minutes ago.

"How long has it been since you've eaten your grandmother's cooking?"

"It's been years, and I haven't eaten it since my grandmother died. Deng Xian wiped his eyes, and Tang Ling saw that he was crying, although his tears were wiped away, his eyes were red.

"Don't act if you eat it, do you?" Tang couldn't stand the ridicule of Deng Xian, although he was very angry the moment he was robbed of the dumplings just now, but he didn't care about seeing Deng Xian eat so deliciously.

"You don't know, I seem to be living a good life, but no one really cares about my life or death except my grandmother, who really cares about me.

My mom knows how to spend money, play mahjong and compete with a group of old women.

My dad raised one after another, a small three, a four, and a five, and endlessly gave birth to a group of illegitimate children to bring home.

Forget it, I told you that you won't understand either. Deng Xian took out a tissue to cover his face, calmed down for two seconds, and then looked at Tang Ling.

Of course, Tang Ling can understand his feelings, his father can't wait to kill himself and his mother, Tang Ling has a deep understanding of what it feels like not to be loved.

Slowly walked to Deng Xian's side and gently hugged his shoulder: "Don't be afraid, no one loves us." Then love yourself, aren't so many orphans in this world alive and well?"

Deng Xian hugged Tang Ling's waist and buried his head in his arms, Tang Ling could feel his suppressed sobbing, how long had he been holding back his grievances to cry like this?