When he closed his eyes on the first day of the new year, he leaned on Yan Hang and rested his chin on his shoulder, feeling very relaxed and comfortable.

Ever since he found out that he would react to Yan Hang inexplicably, he has never been so relaxed, always afraid that something embarrassing will happen when he encounters or gets close to Yan Hang.

Just like the exam time is almost over and you haven’t finished answering the paper, you can get hard when you are in a hurry. The more nervous you are, the easier it is to have problems.

He felt that he had not been so comfortable next to Yan Hang for a long time.

Yan Hang patted his back lightly, just like coaxing a child, giving him a solid and relaxed comfort.

He hugged Yan Hang tightly and rubbed it on Yan Hang's back.

"If someone else dared to wipe my hands on my clothes, I slapped him on the balcony." Yan Hang said.

"Huh?" On the first day of the first year, he closed his eyes and rubbed Yan Hang's back again. He only thought that Yan Hang's voice was nice, but he didn't pay much attention to what he said.

"You fucking wipe your hands on me again," Yan Hang said, "I'll slap you."

"Ah," the first day of the first year reacted suddenly, he quickly raised his hand to look at it, and then heaved a sigh of relief, "I don't have any flour or flour in my hand."

"Nonsense," Yan Hang said, "It's all on my back."

The first day of the first year was stunned, but couldn't help laughing.

He laughed so deeply that he couldn't stop the car, and clacked on Yan Hang's shoulder for a minute.

After letting go of Yan Hang, he looked behind Yan Hang.

...It's okay, there are a few flour lines, if Yan Hang wasn't wearing a black T-shirt today, he wouldn't be able to tell.

"Nothing, nothing." Chu Yi said.

"It's very slippery to talk nonsense now," Yan Hang looked at him, "open your mouth and come."

On the first day of the first year, he smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Go," Yan Hang raised his chin, "there are ingredients for stuffing in the small basket in the kitchen, bring it here."

"I'm not in the kitchen, do you cook in the kitchen?" Chu Yi asked.

"The sun is good here at the window at the moment," Yan Hang looked out the window, "staying here is comfortable."

"Okay." Chu nodded and went to the kitchen to take out the small basket.

"Take my mobile phone and start a live broadcast," Yan Hang said, "I haven't done complicated things for a long time."

"Well." The first day of the first year took his cell phone.

Yan Hang unlocked the lock and posted a Weibo, then handed him the phone, took the mask and put it on: "Come take a photo today."

I haven't played the live broadcast on the first day of the new year, but I just watched it, and I'm a bit in a hurry at the moment.

Yan Hang sat on the bay window, bent one leg, put his chin on his knee and looked at him: "Can you do it?"

"No, I know." On the first day of the first year, he looked at Yan Hang on the screen, and there were lines of words swiped in the past, "This counts, is it started?"

- Forget it, it's already started

- Today is the little handsome guy taking the photo 23333

- Brother Xiaotian is too like a painting, my day

- Screenshots are taken, and there are new pictures in the mobile screen saver

"The little sisters have become very talkative and it's just the beginning." Yan Hang said.

"A lot." Chu nodded slightly.

"That's the beginning," Yan Hang took out a washed potato from the small basket and tossed it towards the camera, "Today I'm going to make a bun with milk dog stuffing for the puppy."

very handsome!

In the first year of junior high school, brushed at least three rows of exclamation marks with the ladies and sisters on the screen.

- Make bread for the puppy! ! ! Oh my god!

- puppy, are you milky?

- this indulgent tone is killing me

"Cut potatoes." Yan Hang picked up the knife in his left hand, lowered his head and started to cut potatoes.

- Left hand

- This is the first time saw Brother Xiaotian use his left hand.

- I'm so slippery with my left hand!

It was only after the first day of the new year that he realized that the hidden skill of the left hand that Yan Hang was talking about was probably this. His left hand was no different from his right hand.

Thinking of what Yan Hang said to him before about jerking off... He immediately felt that Yan Hang was insane.

"Onion," Yan Hang picked up an onion and shook it towards the camera, "cut into small pieces too."

- puppy, you talk

-Yeah, handsome boy, are you a human selfie stick today?

"Che Dinger." said the first day.

-. . . . . .

-hahahahahahahaha

-Puppy brand repeater

Yan Hang glanced at him: "Have you been laughed at by the young lady?"

"Yeah." Chu nodded slightly.

"Come on, say this." Yan Hang picked up the bacon again.

"Bacon," said the first day, "cut into cubes."

"Yes." Yan Hang nodded.

-HHHHHH so cute

- with a face

- gosh you two get married soon!

The first time saw this sentence, hand trembled, and phone almost fell to the ground.

After cutting all the ingredients into cubes, Yan Hang stood up: "I'm going to the kitchen now, let's fry the stuffing."

On the first day of the first year, he held his mobile phone and followed him with a dizzy mind.

- The first time saw brother Xiaotian's whole body

- This body is drooling. . .

-Puppy go and rip his mask off! ! !

The fried stuffing is very simple. Put the potatoes and onions first, and then put the bacon when they are soft.

Standing beside him on the first day of the first year, he hadn't recovered from what the young lady said before, but just stared at Yan Hang on the screen.

It wasn't until Yan Hang put the fried stuffing into the bowl that he said again, "It's out of the pot."

- oh my god this commentary is too cold

- Little handsome guy don't know what to say?

- probably stunned, just like us

"Next." Yan Hang skillfully knocked three eggs into the bowl with his left hand, then turned around and handed the bowl to him.

"Eggs." Chu Yi said.

"Well," Yan Hang returned his hand and poured some white things into the bowl, and then handed the bowl to him, "this."

"I don't know." Chu Yi replied.

"Try it." Yan Hang said.

On the first day of the first day, he reached out and tapped lightly in the bowl, and slapped his fingers: "Cream."

"Well," Yan Hang nodded, "Add salt and a little black pepper and mix it well, milk dog stuffing."

-I'm dead

- i fried

"Yacht." On the first day of the first day, seeing the two gift messages, he couldn't help but say something.

- give you the yacht!

- give it to you, give it to you

- gosh so cute

"Let's make the dog bread now." Yan Hang took the filling out of the kitchen and returned to the bay window.

- Let the puppy show up

-Seek the same box!

At the first glance at Yan Hang, Yan Hang was looking down and pulling the good-haired noodles into small lumps and lining them up side by side.

He leaned over and pointed the phone to himself and Yan Hang.

"Huh?" Yan Hang turned his head.

"Seeking the same frame." Chu Yi said.

"You are really responsive." Yan Hang said.

"Ah." Chu Yi smiled.

- sorry i died again

- i died too

- Let's die together, leave me a place to lie down

"The next step is to pinch the puppy," Yan Hang said. "The camera will give you a close-up."

"Well." The first camera pointed at Yan Hang's hand.

"My hand is injured," Yan Hang said. "If I have one hand, I won't make it too complicated. Just make a dog's head. If it is too complicated, it will easily deform when baked."

Yan Hang's right hand can only help, and after putting the stuffing on the surface, he basically squeezes it with his left hand.

But at first glance, it was very ecstatic, Yan Hang's left hand squeezed out an oval shape a few times, and then squeezed a few more times, a round dog's head came out, and then pulled a small dough and put it on the ear and Eye.

"Our native dogs have erect ears," Yan Hang said, "only when we act like a spoiled child will we clip our ears..."

On the first day of the new year, he couldn't see what the ladies and sisters were saying on the screen. He only knew that he swiped quickly and had a lot of gifts. His mind was full of buzzing "our native dogs" and "playing like a spoiled child"...

"Okay, this is a flowering puppy," said Yan Hang, cutting a small slit on the dough with scissors, and gently pinching it into the shape of a petal, "Now put it in the oven, let it ferment for a while, and then bake it at 180 degrees for 15 minutes. Minutes, after baking, pour in the cream sauce you just made, continue to bake for 5 minutes, and you are ready to eat."

Yan Hang placed the prepared bread on the baking tray and brought it into the kitchen.

On the first day of the first day, he followed behind him in a daze, and bumped against the door frame when he entered the kitchen.

Yan Hang put the baking tray in the oven and turned around after setting the time.

On the first day of the new year, he finally recovered, according to Yan Hang's habit, it can be over at this time, without concluding remarks or concluding remarks.

"There is still some flour, let's make some puppy biscuits." Yan Hang said.

"Yeah." Chu nodded, put the phone on the table, went to the sink and carefully washed the flour residue off his hands, then turned around and hugged Yan Hang again.

"Why?" Yan Hang asked.

"Being coquettish." Chu Yi said.

"Oh," Yan Hang smiled and touched his head, "Where are the ears?"

"Clip, get up." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang smiled and patted his hand: "I got a wound."

"Oh!" The first day of the first day quickly let go.

Today, the bread that Yan Hang bakes is very complicated and it takes a long time. He even made puppy biscuits. When they are all baked, they are ready for dinner.

"Just eat this, this." On the first day of the first day, he said with a dog bun.

"Whatever you want," Yan Hang said, "eat it. If you want to eat something else later, you can make some pasta."

"Yeah." The first day of the first year took a bite of the bread.

"Is it delicious?" Yan Hang asked.

"Delicious." Chu nodded.

This is not against his heart at all. He feels that Yan Hang's level of making these things can instantly kill a bakery.

A total of sixteen buns were made, ten on the first day of the new year, four by Yan Hang, and the remaining two on the first day of the new year, and plan to eat breakfast tomorrow.

"Tell me something." Yan Hang said while sitting on the sofa looking at his phone.

"Well." Chu Yi sat next to him.

"The part-time job I told you about before," Yan Hang said, "they said that starting tomorrow, from 7:30 to 10 pm."

"Tomorrow?" Looking at him on the first day of the first day, he was excited for a while. After all, he didn't have much money in his hand, but after the excitement, he became a little nervous. He had only worked one job in total, so he didn't need to talk.

"I'll accompany you to recognize the place tomorrow night," Yan Hang said, "it's not too far from my place."

"Okay," Chu Yi rubbed his hands, "I have, I'm a little nervous."

"It's alright," Yan Hang glanced at him, "You're going to cheat on gifts, and the waiter's job is so tense."

"I didn't!" The first day of the first year was stunned, "Whoever cheated on the gift, it's the thing!"

"Miss and sisters bought a lot of gifts today." Yan Hang said.

"That's you!" Chu Yi glared at him.

Every time Miss and Sister die collectively, it is because of what you said!

But he was embarrassed to say this, and it was too long, and it was difficult to say.

"Well," Yan Hang smiled, "I'm in a very good mood today."

"Really?" Chu Yi asked.

"Really," Yan Hang looked at him, "I haven't been so happy for a long time."

"Are you tired?" On the first day of the first year, he felt that he still looked a little tired. He didn't know whether it was because he was too tired to make bread, or because he was a little weak after a high fever.

"A little bit," Yan Hang said, "it's like this after the fever subsides."

"Then you still make bread." Chu Yi said.

"It doesn't matter if I'm in a good mood," Yan Hang rested his arms on his arm, "During the New Year's Eve the year before last, I had a big meal while carrying a stomachache."

"This year is over, where are you in the new year?" asked the first day of the first year.

"Here," Yan Hang thought for a while, "I lived with Lao Cui."

On the first day of the new year, I remembered the events of the New Year, and I can still clearly recall the mood at that time. He frowned and raised his head suddenly: "Naming, next year..."

"Let's talk to old Cui," Yan Hang said, "he won't go home anyway."

The first time did not speak.

He had never thought about the New Year. For him, the New Year was just like that, but now that he found Yan Hang, the New Year was not "just like that" anymore.

He didn't want to go home for the Chinese New Year, he just wanted to go back quietly to see his grandparents and auntie, but then he would be separated from Yan Hang again. When he thought about the three days when he returned home on November 11, his mood plummeted.

"There are still several months," Yan Hang put his hand on his head, and twisted his fingers through his hair, "Look at your expression."

On the first day of the first day, he turned his head and grinned at him.

"Are you going to work?" Hu Biao was a little surprised. "Are you short of money? Tell us if you are short of money, and we can get you some?"

"No," Chu Yi sighed, "I just want to work part-time."

"Why?" Hu Biao asked again.

"Make money." Chu Yi said.

"Anyway, tell us about the lack of money," Hu Biao said.

"Hey," Zhou Chunyang happily lay on the bed, "people just go to work to make money, not because they are short of money and waiting for us to crowdfund, why is it so hard to talk to you."

"How tiring to work," Hu Biao said, "We are still children."

First look at him.

"Isn't it, you don't have a correct understanding of yourself," Hu Biao said. "Aren't we just children? My brother is 20 years old. He looks at me like a child."

He didn't speak on the first day of junior high, he never felt that he was a child, and no one in the family was used to treating him as a child, he just felt that he was dirty.

But when Hu Biao said this, he seemed to suddenly understand something.

Yan Hang.

In Yan Hang's eyes, he is a child, right?

puppy, puppy, puppy...

Yan Hang just treats him like a child, a child who is used to pampering and can pinch his ears...

Started to have a little appetite today.

Just after four o'clock, Yan Hang felt a little hungry, and after five o'clock, he went to make himself a fried rice with shredded coconut and pineapple.

It is estimated that the body is slowly recovering.

Of course, what affects his appetite the most is his emotions. If he is in a good mood, everything will be fine.

He took a look at the time on his mobile phone. Originally, he planned to come over to eat with him on the first day of the first day of the first year of the first year and then go to work in the restaurant, but when he was about to go out, he was called by the teacher to help move things.

Yan Hang lay down on the sofa. During the period before he came over on the first day of the new year, he didn't know whether he should read a book, play a game, or squint for a while.

He pointed at the phone casually, the security software reminded him that he hadn't cleaned up the garbage for a long time, and he clicked to clean up.

After cleaning up, a certain cloud storage told him that there is not much space, and he should spend money to buy some.

He looked at it and saw that all that took up space were photos and videos.

He didn't want to delete the photo.

video?

He hadn't watched the video for a long time, and he almost couldn't remember anything, so he opened the video folder.

The first video that jumped into his line of sight left him stunned.

He no longer remembers that he still has small pornographic films in these places. Fortunately, he didn't have the habit of studying his mobile phone in the first year of junior high school.

He stared at the title of the video for a moment.

In fact, I used to watch AV, I would watch it when I was masturbating, and sometimes I also looked at the pictures.

He frowned, a person who watched AV touched a little boy's waist, and he could react... Yan Hang, are you interested so widely?

Yan Hang mused with his arms resting on his back.

He recalled his previous feelings, and when he was watching these, his attention was on the man or the woman... But for a while, he still couldn't tell the difference.

But what is certain is that, whether it is a video or a picture, he will not use only girls.

So to say……

Yan Hang clicked his tongue and clicked on the video.

Go fuck yourself and try it.

On the first day of the first day, he waited for Yan Hang downstairs and walked around the small garden, but he didn't find any hedgehogs.

The security guard looked at him when he passed by: "Where are the hedgehogs?"

"Ah." Chu Yi smiled.

"Probably went there for a walk with his wife." The security guard pointed to the flowerbed in the distance.

"His wife?" Chu Yi was stunned.

"Well," the security guard nodded, "Just your Uncle Cui, who picked up a female hedgehog from somewhere..."

On the first day of the first day, he laughed. He really didn't expect that Cui Yi would still have such a leisurely mood to find a wife for the hedgehog.

Just as he was about to walk over there to take a look, Yan Hang's voice came from behind him: "Where are you going?"

On the first day of the first day of the first year, he immediately turned his head, wrapped in the wind and rushed to him in two steps: "Nowhere, not going."

"Let's go," Yan Hang put his arm on his shoulder, then took it down, glanced at him, put his arm up again, and frowned, "Aren't you growing taller?"

"Huh?" On the first day of the first year, he touched the top of his head, "I don't know."

"It's not easy to hug a shoulder." Yan Hang said.

"Then what, what should I do," said the first day, "I'll buy it later, buy high heels, shoes?"

"I told you the first day of the first year," Yan Hang glanced at him, "I'll buy a plaster and stick your mouth on it later."

I laughed for a long time on the first day.

This part-time restaurant is not big. It is a bit like the small cafe where Yan Hang used to work. There are seven or eight small tables, warm yellow lights, very soft music, and the aroma of coffee you can smell when you stand at the door.

"Go in by yourself," Yan Hang stood across the street with him, "don't let anyone see you come to work and have someone to accompany you."

"Well," Chu nodded slightly, "they know, know that I speak awkwardly, stammer?"

"I know," Yan Hang smiled, "people say they don't need to say anything, just say a few polite words and there's nothing else to say."

"Okay," Chu Chu glanced at the time, "Go in now, go? Not yet, it's time."

Yan Hang also looked at the time, and there were still 20 minutes before the appointment time: "After a while, three or five minutes in advance will do. It's too early in case the family has other things to do."

"Then stand here for a while." Chu nodded.

"Go over there." Yan Hang looked at both sides and pointed forward.

The two of them walked forward for a while and sat down on a chair by the side of the road.

It's getting cold now, and there's no one else sitting here but the two of them.

"Is it cold?" Chu Yi asked.

"It's not cold." Yan Hang put his arms on the back of the chair behind him and tapped his fingers on his shoulders, as if playing a rhythm.

I really like the atmosphere now.

As far as he and Yan Hang were talking, or not talking, they were all comfortable because they could feel the slight warmth on Yan Hang's body.

"Want to show you a magic trick?" Yan Hang said.

"The left hand too, will you?" asked the first day.

"Oh, I forgot," Yan Hang laughed. "The left hand can play with the steel scorpion, but it can't be changed. It's not as fast as the right hand, and it will reveal the stuffing."

On the first day of the first day, he laughed for a while, and then stared at the ground for a while.

"Yan Hang," he tilted his head, "you are, are you not..."

"Huh?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"Think I am, a child?" The first day asked, "That is, treat me as a child, a child?"

"Why ask this?" Yan Hang smiled.

"I just wanted to ask." Chu Yi said.

"When I saw you for the first time, I thought you were a primary school student," Yan Hang said, "I didn't know until you were wearing a school uniform that you should be in junior high school."

"Because of being short?" Chu Yi sighed.

"No," Yan Hang looked at him, "because you are timid."

"Oh," thought for a while on the first day of the first year, "after that, what about coming?"

"Later," Yan Hang raised his head and looked at the sky, "later... I can't tell you right. I feel that you have grown up a lot, but I still feel that you are very small."

Yan Hang raised his little thumb: "Just like that."

"Actually, I'm a steel scorpion, right?" Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang laughed and stopped after a while. When he looked at him again, his expression became a little serious.

"It's not even a child, right?" Yan Hang looked at him and tapped his lips with his hand, "At least now... I can't see you as a child."