Naruto: Big Foodie

Wang Xiaoming drove the car at the maximum speed. Fortunately, there were no cars on the street at this time. Otherwise, it would be very dangerous for him to drive like this. Even Yang Ming, who has always been calm, couldn't help but remind him: "Slow down, pay attention. Safety."

Wang Xiaoming slowed down the car a little bit, then picked up speed again after a while: "It doesn't matter, there is no car, I will pay attention to safety."

He was dead hot, drive faster to cool off, and go back to take a bath earlier.

Wang Xiaoming parked the car downstairs and rushed upstairs in a hurry. As soon as he entered the house, he began to unbutton his clothes. What kind of soup was that? It was so hot that people didn't cool down for so long.

He hurried to get his clothes to take a shower. Yang Ming came in from behind: "Wait a minute, I'll wash A Bing first."

Wang Xiaoming was so hot that he couldn't take care of the young: "I'm so hot, let me wash it first, I'll be fine soon."

Wang Xiaoming ran to the bathroom, and before he even had time to take off his clothes, he turned on the faucet and poured it from the top of his head. He thought the water temperature was too high, so he adjusted it to a very low level. The cool water finally lowered the heat on his skin. Just started to take off his clothes, the water temperature was a little low, and the irritation caused goose bumps on his skin, and the two points on his chest were as hard as iron beans.

Wang Xiaoming took the soap and rubbed it on his body. He didn't expect his skin to be extremely sensitive today. When he wiped it, he began to react. Wang Xiaoming looked down at the little brother who looked like a gun, took a deep breath, and stretched out his hand. Because of this, he spent a little longer in the bathroom. When they came out, they were embarrassed to face Yang Ming who was waiting on the sofa with Wang Bing in his arms.

Yang Ming looked at him: "Have you washed it?"

Wang Xiaoming glanced at him and hurriedly looked away: "Well, I'll help A Bing take a bath."

Yang Ming said, "I'll come, you've all washed, don't get wet."

Wang Xiaoming didn't insist: "Then I'll go back to the room first, and you can wash A Bing and put it on my bed."

Yang Ming said, "Well."

Wang Xiaoming returned to his room, lay on the bed, and pulled on a thin quilt to cover it. When he found it was really hot, he lifted the quilt and let himself lie down in the air, feeling better. Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but murmured, is the weather so hot? Yesterday I could cover the quilt, but today I can't, do I need to change the blanket?

He lay on the bed for a while, and felt hot again, and there were signs of raising his head below. Wang Xiaoming remembered what a few masters said during dinner in the afternoon. Could it be because of the loach soup? If I knew it earlier, I would drink less, as well as the leeks and oysters this morning. I heard that they all have the effect of aphrodisiac. This Yang Ming is really going to die. How can I get so many aphrodisiac things? Not one meal.

Wang Xiaoming lay flat, took deep breaths, and tried to calm down his restless emotions and body. I don't know how long it took, the door was finally pushed open, Wang Xiaoming turned his head when he heard the movement, and saw Yang Ming standing at the door with his upper body bare, with a piece of clothing draped over his shoulders, revealing his well-proportioned chest and abdominal muscles, and the light shone on him. On his body, his young and healthy wheat-colored skin glowed with an attractive luster. Wang Xiaoming looked away: "Where's Ah Bing?"

Yang Ming didn't answer him, just said, "Boss, you have a nosebleed."

Wang Xiaoming stretched out his hand and pinched his nose, and when he saw it, there was indeed a red liquid.

Yang Ming quickly took the tissue by the bed and came over to help him hold his nose: "Look up, press the tissue and don't move, I'll fetch you water."

Wang Xiaoming raised his head obediently, feeling extremely embarrassed, he had never been so embarrassed in his life.

Yang Ming poured a basin of water in, first patted Wang Xiaoming on the back of the neck, and then said, "Let go of it, it should stop flowing, you clean it up."

Wang Xiaoming cleaned the basin in Yang Ming's hand: "Okay, I'm fine." He felt a sweet and **** smell in his mouth.

Seeing that his nosebleed was no longer on his side, Yang Ming pulled a tissue to help him wipe the water off his face: "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Go to the hospital to have a look?"

Wang Xiaoming lay down and grabbed the quilt to cover himself: "I'm fine, I just feel a little hot, I'll be fine in a while."

Yang Ming put his hand on his forehead: "Fortunately, it's not a fever. I think you're a little uncomfortable. Put A Bing in my room."

Wang Xiaoming wanted to say, "Your palm is hotter than my forehead. Who the **** has a fever?"

What he said in his mouth was: "Okay, A Bing, please take care of it. I'll just sleep."

After Yang Ming's hand was removed from Wang Xiaoming's forehead, it landed on the carotid artery on the side of his neck: "Your pulse is beating so fast, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine, let's go." Wang Xiaoming stretched out his hand to block his hand.

However, Yang Ming grabbed his hand: "I see, you drank too much loach soup tonight, and you ate a lot of leek dumplings in the morning, so you were so dry. I'll tell you a way to relieve it. Two shots will do."

Wang Xiaoming sat up abruptly: "Enough, who is to blame? Hurry up, I'm going to sleep."

Yang Ming shrugged and walked out.

Silent all night.

On the day of Qingming, the school had a holiday, and Wang Ergou came back from the holiday. Yang Ming waved his hand: "Boss, I'll give you a day off. The store doesn't need you anymore."

Wang Xiaoming slowly packed his things, while Wang Ergou was elated. He was about to take the college entrance examination, and he only had a vacation once a month. It was the Qingming Festival and it was the beginning of the month, so he took three days of vacation in a row and could go home. Eat a few good meals and get enough sleep for two.

Wang Xiaoming looked at his younger brother's yellowish face: "Are you saving money again? Didn't I just send you money a while ago to ask you to eat something good, so don't delay your studies because of your health."

Wang Ergou waved his hand: "I ate~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It has nothing to do with the food, the main reason is that I am too busy studying."

"Don't stress too much. In the past, I expected you to get into a good school and find a good job to help me reduce the burden. Now I have more than enough to support you and A Bing. , I'm satisfied." Wang Xiaoming's wish was very simple, he only hoped that his relatives would be safe, healthy and happy.

Wang Ergou looked at his brother, his eyes were wet with a smile: "I know, brother, I didn't try my best."

Yang Ming said from the side: "The food is not good, I will bring you meals later."

"Don't, don't, really don't need it." Wang Ergou waved his hand quickly, he is a sensible child, and he can already see how busy the store is. In order to expand the scale of their school, they went to the suburbs to buy a piece of land. , making a special trip to deliver meals to him, that would be too troublesome.

Wang Xiaoming frowned and said, "If you don't ask someone to cook for you for two months, the exam will only take two months."

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