On the Mid-Autumn Festival, in the middle of the night when the moon was hazy, Pingguo invited Battle to come to his house to admire the moon together. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

That afternoon, Pingguo asked for leave, first went to the supermarket to buy pork belly, pears, moon cakes, red dates, and also bought four side dishes and a bottle of red wine, and slipped home.

The most time-wasting dish is the braised pork.

The braised pork made by Pingguo is always fat but not greasy, red and bright, and very attractive. The eldest sister's son would often yell and beg for this dish.

Mongolians love meat, of course, they generally love to eat hand-handled meat, but in Tonghai City, it is not easy to buy fresh meat of lamb. So Pingguo changed to roast pork belly.

As soon as Pingguo entered the house, it was as if he was on the battlefield.

First, wash the pork belly, cut it into cubes, and then heat the iron pot. Use a knife to put a piece of ginger and cut it open. Take this piece of ginger, just in the hot pot, let the incision surface of the ginger stick to the wall of the pot and rotate and rotate, in order to keep the meat from the pot. Should the affection of a man and a woman be as hot as this, but not sticking together?

Then, Pingguo poured the meat into the pot and began to stir until the fresh fat meat was refined into oil, then poured some dark soy sauce into it, stirred, then put cooking wine and water, after stirring, cover the pot, boil over high heat, and then add peppercorns, spices, chili peppers, ginger pieces, rock sugar, and a little salt to the pot one after another. If you want to be sweet, add some salt!

As soon as the water boiled, he poured all the contents of the iron pot into the casserole, and began to simmer and stew until Battle rang the doorbell.

Pingguo hurriedly put the inch-long green beans he had broken by hand into the casserole before opening the door.

The handsome and mighty Battle hugged Pingguo, who was dressed in kitchen clothes, smiled, and said, "Why is she so much like the playful little daughter-in-law in my mind!"

Pingguo's face flushed with shame.

Pingguo immediately shook off his hands and fled into the kitchen.

Pingguo stirred, stirred the pot, and his heart beat like a rabbit.

Then, Pingguo heard Battle's voice from behind him, and it dawned on him.

Pingguo hurriedly put the green onions into the casserole, put in a little chicken essence, and when the water was boiled dry, a pot of bright and colorful braised pork was successfully concocted.

Battle's eyes, which had been brown, were now green, almost swept away by the wind, and a large table of dishes was swept away.

Because of the red wine, Pingguo has always stared at Battle like a hazy moon.

As if he had looked a big boy stupid, he was a little dazed, a little cramped, a little nervous, and said, "Shall we go to the drying platform? The moon must be beautiful and round." ”

Pingguo followed him to the drying platform.

A bright moon hangs in the clear blue night sky, which is beautiful and round.

The wind was a little cool, and there were patches of water on the ground.

Battle suddenly turned around, hugged Pingguo's waist tightly with both hands, and said, "You are the full moon." ”

Pingguo was a little stupid, and actually replied: "Then you are the sun." It is the sun that gives off such a fascinating light. ”

Battle was so excited that he leaned down, hugged Pingguo more tightly, and whispered, "I, I want to, kiss you!"

Pingguo just like that, stupidly and with a confused and frightened mood, accepted Battle's kiss.

In fact, at that time, Pingguo felt that he was actually very sober and calm, without any passion at all, and he didn't even feel excited. Pinggo still remembers how much he disliked his straight nose, why did it always go against his nose, so that she or he couldn't kiss each other's lips?

Even, Pingguo asked stupidly and confusedly: "Didn't I cooperate with you?"

Later, this became a classic of Battle's jokes.

The first kiss only brought Pingguo a moist and soft feeling, which was a little slimy and not lovable.

At that time, Pingguo was particularly frightened. She didn't know if the heart she cherished so much and waited for 20 years was given to the wrong person in an instant?

At noon the next day, Battle came to Pingguo's office and saw that Pingguo was losing himself in a wicker chair under a ceiling fan.

As soon as he saw him, Pingguo recklessly asked, "...... you Why are you kissing me?"

I saw Battle staring into her eyes with those big brown eyes full of astonishment, and supporting the broad arms with two arms, leaning down, the tip of the needle to the wheat, and said word by word: "Because ...... I...... Like...... You. I...... Felt...... Only...... Such...... to express my ...... to you Affection. ”

Great pleasure, accompanied by a kind of intoxication and awakening, poured into Pingguo's heart.

At that time, Pingguo was really naïve, naïve or ignorant.

In the early spring of the following year, at noon on a Sunday, Pingguo made a lunch at home, two dishes: a plate of cucumber scrambled eggs, both cucumbers and eggs are delicate and delicate, and even the yellow flowers at the head are still retained; a plate of steamed and roasted white is also a way to eat pork belly in Chongqing, which is generally called by northerners: plum cabbage and pork.

When Battle saw this, he immediately ate it, and they even drank some liquor.

Maybe it's because of the wine, maybe it's the relationship between the spring warmth, or maybe it's the turmoil of each other's youth?

Battle hugged him from behind while Pingguo was washing the dishes.

At first, the two were just talking and laughing, but after a while, Battle rested his head on her right shoulder, and even kissed her fat earlobe, and arched his neck again, and kissed her.

"Gurgle", Pingguo suddenly thought of Lu Xun's words, as if expressing this meaning: The man kissed his forehead and wanted his eyes, kissed his eyes and wanted his lips, kissed his lips and wanted his neck, and kissed his neck just to do it all the way until he had sex.

Although Pingguo didn't know what sex was, as soon as he thought of it, Pingguo's face became rosy and shy, and he hurriedly pushed away the body that was as hot as red carbon with his wet hands.

But Battle was so strong that he grabbed her, pulled her into his arms at once, hugged her tightly, and cried out vigorously: "Kiss - kiss, ah- just kiss!"

At first, I wanted to escape, but Pingguo quickly softened, didn't you just do it?

Battle kissed her on the lips at once. And soon pressed the tip of her tongue against her closed teeth, very strongly, she didn't know why, so she opened a gap, and as a result, the soft but powerful thing drove straight to the ground and straight to the throat, Pingguo felt very disgusting all at once, and had a very suffocating taste, and hurriedly pushed and writhed, forcing Battle to pause.

He looked at her in confusion, unclear.

Pingguo looked at the handsome face that was flushed red, and felt that he was too exaggerated, so he lowered his eyes and was very shy.

Immediately encouraged, Battle picked her up and ran towards the bedroom.

Throwing Pingguo on the bed, he pounced on top of her. So, he touched her girlish breasts and rubbed them, and she was so frightened that she almost fainted.

This has never been done before, Pingguo is a little nervous and a little cramped, but he can't figure out what to do next?

Is it to have sex?

Pingguo felt that there was a hard guy who had been resting his body, very uncomfortable, but he was embarrassed to say anything, after all, he was in such a passionate bloodline.

He began to take off his jeans, and Pingguo grabbed his hands and said, "No, no." ”

Battle said anxiously and fieryly, "Let me take a look, just take a look." ”

Pingguo softened again, don't you just take a look? Women's secrets, of course, should be shown to lovers.

Pingguo felt so embarrassed that he covered his eyes with his arms.

So, as if paying tribute to the goddess, Battle began to slow down, his pants and pants were removed, and in the quiet air, there seemed to be a stirring of a warm air current, Pingguo didn't know what he was going to do, but he still had a little idea of his own.

So, Pingguo sighed faintly: "Battle, I, hope, have always hoped that on the wedding night, I can give you the most complete, freshest and purest Pingguo!"

After a long time, Pingguo disappeared and strangely removed his arms.

At first glance, the silent Battle had left her, and sat on the edge of the bed with his back to her, silent. Silence.

After that, Battle really didn't rush anymore, but still often gathered in this nest, admiring each other and kissing each other.

Pingguo could still feel something on him that was always sitting on top of him when he kissed, what was it? she was embarrassed to ask, maybe it was his shortcomings? You can't care about it, Pingguo thought, can't you just go to the hospital for surgery in the future?

There is one thing that Pingguo has always insisted on, that is, no matter how late it is, he will ask Battle to return to school.

How can a girl stay at home with a boy? The impact is so bad.

Battle often waited until Pingguo fell asleep before quietly turning off the lights and leaving.

In order to satisfy Battle's desire to play, sing, and compose, they partnered to buy an expensive piano.

Every weekend evening, Battle plays "To Alice" for Pingguo and sings "My Sun" for Pingguo.

When the music filled the house, Pingguo felt that only the two of them were different in this world, only the two of them were happy and affectionate, and in the future, the two of them would blend together, foam and glue.