At half past seven, Zhou Ming woke up on time.

Thin sunlight poured on the sheets, and he stretched and turned over...not turning.

"Huahua," Zhou Ming hugged the sleeping kitten at the end of the bed, "Hug me, brother!"

On the back of his hand were the claw marks from being accidentally kicked two days ago, and there may still be some slight marks. Zhou Ming stroked the cat vigorously for a while, then took Hua Hua to the living room to cut his nails.

Huahua didn't bother to pay attention to him, the cat's eyes under the light turned into vertical pupils, and then closed quickly, letting Zhou Ming press its pads, gently pinch out the sharp nails, and cut off the sharp points before the blood line.

The morning sun hit Zhou Ming's slender and dexterous fingers. He did this kind of manual work meticulously. He finished cutting the nails in a short time, rubbed the cat's head in satisfaction, and happily went to take a bath.

One side of cooked sun eggs, toast, hot milk, Zhou Ming's hair is still a little wet, with a vague scent of shampoo, refreshing and clean, just like this person, like a plant that grows freely, without needingWith too much company, you can sprout and grow up quietly, and occasionally bloom small flowers.

According to the habit, sat in the studio in the morning and drew two sketches. Today's Hela was so sunny that it was unbelievably sunny, which made Zhou Ming slow down on the way home, and bought another bouquet of daisies on purpose.

A day like this, perfect for some flowers in the house...and some garlic ribs.

I was already a little hungry when was in the studio. Zhou Ming remembered that there were spare ribs in the refrigerator, so he didn’t buy any more vegetables. He returned home with Daisy in his arms, and after changing the flowers, he washed his hands and prepared to make lunch.

Zhou Ming learned this garlic pork ribs from Aunt Lin Hong.

At that time, he was in adolescence, when his temper was the worst and his personality was the most awkward. He could not speak to anyone for several days, and even in Lin Mengmeng's house, he could respond a few words in a low voice.

Because it was only in Lin Mengmeng's house that they would not look at themselves with sympathy, carefully choose their words, and then hide and whisper, saying how pitiful this child is, how could their parents commit crimes like this.

Auntie Lin Hong was different, she would loudly quarrel about his wrong technique, lightly pat him on the back with her dry and gentle palm, and teach him how to cut vegetables with a knife, while Old Man Lin would show half of his face from behind the newspaper, humHe said Xiao Zhou's chess skills are too bad, if he doesn't cook three dishes later, I won't be bothered to play chess with him.

Zhou Ming blinked, secretly laughing at his lack of focus, but in fact he hadn't thought about the past for a long time.

Unsatisfactory memories, how important is the garlic pork ribs in front of me.

The pork ribs should be blanched with the onion and ginger cooking wine, skim off the foam, remove and wash with hot water, chop the garlic cloves and millet spicy for later use, heat the oil in the pan, add the ribs, deep-fry on low heat until both sides are golden, remove from the oil, and thenIn another pot, add the chopped garlic and green and red peppers. After the fragrance is released, stir-fry with the pork ribs evenly. Finally, add salt and white pepper to serve.

Zhou Ming had mixed a plate of cucumbers just now, and sat down on the dining table after filling the rice. The pork ribs were wrapped in golden yellow minced garlic.worth.

This pleasant and lazy mood lasted until he was running in the gym. He listened to the song without distraction, the white light hit his face, and the sweat that was about to fall condensed on his chin.I realized later that someone was watching me.

He adjusted the value of the machine to a brisk walking speed, and turned to look at the young man next to him suspiciously.

The man was about twenty-five, with pale golden curly hair and wheat-colored skin, with a bright smile on his face, staring at him with burning eyes.

Zhou Ming took off an earphone: "...Hello, what's the matter?"

"It's all right," the young man said with a smile, "I just sigh, your shoulders are so broad."

"Thank you." Zhou Ming looked at his face and thought he was a new card member who was just chatting with someone with nothing to do, so he turned his head and stopped responding, but before he could continue to put on the earphones, the person started talking again.

"Brother, my name is Xiao Han, can you take me to the equipment area?" The young man said sincerely, "This is my first time here."

Obviously the staff and the coach were not far away, Zhou Ming looked at him with a slight frown, with a trace of confusion on his handsome face, this expression made Xiao Han feel ashamed and almost screamed.

Although five minutes ago, he had already screamed a little.

Accompanying his friends to apply for a card, Xiao Han wandered around the gym bored for a while. In fact, he didn't like those men who insisted on exercising their muscles.Swear.

I rely on, heavenly vegetables.

Although Zhou Ming lived a leisurely and lazy life, his face was very bluffing, his eyebrows were sharp and handsome, his lips were a bit pale, and his temperament was cold and alienated.

So this little gay guy happily started to attack, his tail was about to break off, and it was only in exchange for Zhou Ming to take a look at him.

Zhou Ming was confused and then realized that some people do not like to deal with coaches, similar to how they hate being followed by salesmen when they go shopping, they would rather chat with customers of the same status, and he is also the actual owner of this gym,Turning off the treadmill with a good temper, said with a slight smile, "Okay, let's go."

The equipment area is just around the corner in front of you. There are a few men in it who are bench-pressing. The barbell hits the ground with a dull sound. The air is filled with the smell of explosive hormones.Seeing that Xiao Han obviously swallowed, and leaned forward excitedly.

"Brother, can you act that out?"

"What?" Zhou Ming was curious.

Xiao Han rolled his Adam's apple, pointed at a man who was bench-pressing and said, "That's the one..."

The man was lying on a horizontal stool, lifting the barbell from the stand, and then slowly lowering it down. His plump and well-developed muscles were covered with a thin layer of sweat, and were shining brightly from the indoor lights.

After saying this, even Xiao Han himself felt a little embarrassed. He only thought that Zhou Ming looked good-looking, and his clothes were clean and refreshing.continue to observe.

"Do you want to watch the standard moves?" Zhou Ming said seriously, "You need the help of the coach to find the right point of force, otherwise you will be easily injured."

Xiao Han's eyes lit up: "Do you want to demonstrate to me?"

Zhou Ming shook his head and said, "No, let me call a coach for you. They are all free of charge."

"No need brother," Xiao Han boldly approached, "Just give me a hand."

Physical contact is a good way to judge the sexual orientation of the other party. Most straight men are careless, and they don't take it seriously if they hook their shoulders or slap their backs.

Xiao Han coquettishly clung to Zhou Ming: "Brother, how much do you bench press, your chest training is great."

Zhou Ming stood up straight.

Xiao Han continued to wag his tail, and the hot air flowed towards Zhou Ming's ear: "Can you tell me where to exert strength? Let me touch it..."

Zhou Ming blinked his eyes dully, as if he felt something vaguely, but he was not sure yet, let alone see that the air around him had been inflated, so he thought about his words and replied hesitantly: "I'm not professional enough...do I really need to call you a coach?"

Damn, it really is a straight male thinking.

Xiao Han suddenly lost interest, he replied a few words and was about to leave, too lazy to waste any more emotion, just at this time the phone came out with a notification tone, and the person who was on the phone started to leave, just after the voice call was connected, a loud voiceA female voice came from inside——

"Where did you go to hang men again? I haven't seen you for a long time!"

Xiao Han immediately covered his phone, and muttered resentfully: "Don't mention it, the horse stumbled..."

Zhou Ming looked at the back of the other party inexplicably, and always felt that there was a little sadness in that small body, but his mind was only slightly off for a moment, and he was immediately attracted by the message that lit up on the phone screen.

The messages in the group are already 99+, and they are still chatting in full swing.

He flipped through it casually. This small group of four people is full of old men. Such exciting news is rare. Did something good happen?

After looking at it for a while, Zhou Ming discovered the culprit. Chen Gezhi posted a photo of himself and a girl. In the photo, the two hug each other tightly, and the screen is full of pink bubbles.

Edelweiss: "Children, Dad ran back to China from the other side of the ocean on purpose. Nine-nine-nine-eighty-one difficulties, finally consummated~"

The little gardener of Deyi Shuangxin: "Awesome!"

Huskies: "Awesome!"

Zhou Ming was stunned. A few days ago, wasn't Chen Gezhi still acting out of his mind and performing emotional injuries, and he succeeded so quickly?So he chuckled lightly, followed by another sentence: "It's amazing."

Edelweiss: "Are you envious?"

Zhou Ming walked along the aisle to the locker room, intending to take a shower and then go home to rest. After thinking for a while, he honestly replied: "Well, a little bit."

Putting away the phone, he smiled and pushed open the door of the dressing room, the expression on his face froze——

The little cock with the golden curly hair was kissing a man.