"Where are we going to have breakfast?"

"Whatever. ”

"Whatever?"

"Nasty~"

Along the way, Kim Dashun didn't know how many times he said this word, and how many times he would say it today.

But in the tsundere world, the word hate, must have a special meaning.

Divide the people.

"Do you want to eat the lo noodles that Oba made for you?"

"What's that?"

Duoshun put her head on the man's heart, and the tacit pace of the two would not affect the frequency of her heartbeat.

"I created my own, and I used to do it a lot when I was in China. ”

"Do you cook yourself?"

"Of course, in our China, many men in the Northeast can cook, especially seafood, so you can go happily~!"

"Cut~"

It's all casual, so it doesn't matter what you change your clothes or not, whether you wear makeup or not, what you look like, what car you take, which way you go, or what side dishes you buy......

When Duo obedient listened to his heartbeat language in the sweet world, he returned to reality and found that he was already in Han Yu's home.

This room, that room, the wardrobe, the bottom of the bed, and the bathroom were checked everywhere.

After inspecting around, he put his hands on his back, twisted Xiaomei's waist with his feet and hips, came to Han Yu, who was serving dishes in the kitchen, and asked casually, "Oba lives alone?"

"Well, oh no! Right?"

Han Yu, who was seriously cutting green onions, didn't take care of her well, and teased her casually.

Duoshun looked back at the living room again, looking for loopholes that he hadn't detected.

"Who? the other one, a man or a woman?"

"Woman, don't you know, especially that big red...", Han Yu still waved the kitchen knife lightly, accurately controlling the size and shape of the green onion.

So focused that he didn't even look at her.

Listening to his very casual answer, Duo Soon kicked hard at the angry ass.

"Yikes!"

"I... Rub!"

"Yikes..."

The first one, it tastes a little angry;

The second one, the tone is obviously weaker, it's a little scared of doing something wrong and a little justified and weak-hearted.

If it weren't for the three green onions cut together that were thick enough, strong enough, a little elastic, and a little tough, Han Yu's fingers would definitely say goodbye to the hand that had been connected to it for thirty years.

Does it hurt?

Just try it and find out.

Didn't cut off, so what about the result?

Let's put it this way, the diameter of a renminbi 1 dime coin is as long, and a long cut hits the left index finger.

It was still very deep, and the blood flowed like a river, but it was also hot and bright red dripping everywhere.

Duo Shun watched Han Yu slowly put the knife into the sheath, uh... It is put on the cutting board, unscrewed the faucet with the right hand, and rinsed for a minute......

As the protective layer of his skin slowly condensed, Han Yu turned around and walked to the living room again, took out the paper to cover the wound, and let it suck the blood dry.

One, two, three......

The male protagonist is always handsome, but three chapters...

The paper is white, and when dyed red, it looks particularly harsh.

Han Yu found that at this moment, there was a sense of déjà vu in some domestic Lingling paint.

However, it seems that there is something missing?

Duo Shun watched in a daze as Han Yu sat alone on the sofa and finished this qiē alone.

Tears flowed uncontrollably again.

But this time the birthplace is no longer hatred, no more nightmarish night.

It's because all the qiē in his body has been connected in her heart.

"How smooth, come here. ”

Kicked to the ass by the big red lip, he chopped on his fingers while he was chopping vegetables with a knife.

The knife was long and bleeding.

Han Yu sat weakly on the sofa, beckoning to the big red lips that were standing in the distance and crying vigorously.

I'm going to explain what happened to her.

"Oba told you... When I die... The top floor of this house from the third floor to the fifth floor is yours, and I have a house in SH in China, which is also yours... And my guitars..."

Han Yu bit his lip and rolled his eyes, trying to make himself pretend to be the tragic appearance when he lost his blood and was about to leave this world before announcing his last words.

Duo Shun heard a shake of his shoulders, calmed down, and slowly walked over and sat down beside him, leaning his head gently on his shoulder.

Ignoring what he had just said, ignoring the fingers that stained his vision red and the paper on the ground.

"You made me hurt once, I hurt you once, we both bleeded, we both died once."

From today onwards, we are all reborn together, and everything is new!

I am yours and you are mine. ”

After speaking, he stood up.

Holding down Han Yu's injured hand, he spread his legs apart, knelt on top of him, closed his eyes, and slowly moved forward. Gradually. Near. Approach...... Closer... It's close. Close.

Boom!

Han Yu's probe and the head with big red lips smacked.

"Yikes!"

It's the word again.

But the tone state has switched to tsundere mode.

Duo Shun covered his beautiful white forehead, pursed his red lips and glared at Han Yu, and suddenly crossed his hands and stepped forward to wrap his arms around his neck and kiss him affectionately.

It's not the first brother, the next thing is silent imitation sound...

Open the door, put your tongue, two pink snakes entangled, gladiatorial fighting.

You can't tell the winner from the loser, you can't tell the difference.

A ray of shiny saliva indicates that the strength and weakness are about to be separated, offensive and defensive.

No, it's ventilation!

They had just separated, but they collided together as quickly as they had taken off their helmets on the moon and were unable to breathe because they had taken off their helmets.

I don't know how long it took, the two of them gasped for breath, gulping down the beauty of life that being able to breathe smoothly brought to them.

Duo Shun's eyes, gaze, expressions, movements, and aura, all of them have changed.

Not from that night, not from that knife, not from the bright red on the sheets or paper, but from the sentence just now.

He stood up, brushed his long hair, and looked around for something

"Oba hurts, right? Do you have medicine at home? gauze or something?"

Han Yu thought for a while and said, "There seems to be a medical box in the TV cabinet."

He stumbled over, crouched down, opened the drawer, took out the medicine box, found gauze and iodine, took the two and spun around and landed beside him, took his hand, and took care of the wound.

"Wow, wuli Duoshun bag is great!"

"Of course, we used to get injured when we danced, and we had to learn to wrap it ourselves!"

"Uh, it's still a bow..."

"Yipu Da~~Hum ~"

"Say you're beautiful, you're still arrogant, who got me this Tmd!"

Big red lips pursed and said, "You pabo cut it yourself!"

"Ahh

"What's wrong? I was hurt by you at that time, do you know? How long I rested, do you know? How my sisters laughed at me, do you know ?!!"

"Ahh Look at UFO~~"

"Humph!"

"By the way, the cutting board is full of blood and it seems that we can't get it, so let's order takeout, shall we?

"Sit down, I'll clean up!

Duo Shun checked his bandaged hand again, stood up and gave him a gentle bobo on his forehead, and jumped to the kitchen to clean up the blood-stained vegetables.

"Look at this, look at this!"

"Look at this!"

After cleaning up the kitchen, the takeaway arrived.

Fortunately, he is left-handed, and his right hand can eat with chopsticks, but Duoshun still feeds him one bite at a time.

"I can eat it myself!"

"I don't want to watch this channel. ”

"I..."

Nothing was possible with any objections, and Han Yu now felt like a doll, being spoiled by a little girl but forced to play a game of housekeeping.

He has to eat whatever she wants, and he has to watch which channel she wants to watch.

But this game, he liked.

"Ah, I'm so sleepy after eating~ha..."

Duo Soon stretched his waist and yawned, and returned to Han Yu's arms, watching those boring but very good bubble dramas on TV.

"Shall we go sleep inside?"

"Don't~~It's here~"

"It's hard to sleep here, huh?"

"Why can't I sleep? I want to watch TV!"

"But... Let's go sleep inside..."

Duo Shun looked up at Han Yu, who was a little blushing, and laughed, "Don't think I don't know what bad ideas you're having!

Han Yu became angry when he heard this.

"Ahh

Ahem, cough, I take a breath, how many words will anyone help count them?

"Wow Oba is amazing"

I don't know if Duoshun praised him for saying 1,2,3,4,5,6,7 in one breath... A total of 114 lines with punctuation marks still boasted that he guessed the meaning of the kick.

"Oba~~ I'm going home in a while... Shall we stay like this for a while?"

… All right... All right... All right... All right...

Han Yu also forgot whether Duoshun asked him or he answered her, and when he woke up, he found that she was gone.

The house was clean and clean, the same as yesterday, the day before yesterday, and the day before yesterday, with no changes.

The faint aroma in the air, the blanket on his body, and the pain in his fingers told him that he was not dreaming just now.

There was no snail girl, but his big red lips.

This qiē is the real existence zài.

She has been here, and she has slept quietly;

She was gone, but she lived in his heart.