Six o'clock in the morning.

Bai Liu was half asleep and half awake when the man next to him kissed him from the collar to the head. He was not fully conscious yet, but in his drowsiness he lazily opened his arms and put them around the back of the other person's neck and touched it, then kissed the other person naturally with his eyes closed.

The other person stood up, clamped Bai Liu's slender wrist with one hand and pressed it against the bedside table, and sank down to press down on Bai Liu who was kissing him, and put his other hand under Bai Liu's loosened shirt.

"It's a little itchy." Bai Liu's voice was slightly hoarse, as if he hadn't woken up yet. "What time is it?"

The man's breathing was a little rapid, but his voice was still very steady: "Six eleven."

"I'm not going to work today." Bai Liu finally narrowed his eyes slightly, and his hand slid down from his back, sticking to the other's strong shoulder blade and back muscles, panting lightly, "Do you want to do it?"

The other party paused and said, "Yes."

Bai Liu chuckled, he sat up straight, and quickly took off his shirt from bottom to top and threw it at the foot of the bed. Then he took two steps forward on his knees, half-sitting on the other's folded knees, lowered his eyelids, hugged the other and kissed him lightly.

The opponent forcefully and directly pushed Bai Liu against the wall, and his broad hands slid upward on Bai Liu's waist. Bai Liu narrowed her eyes slightly, bent her feet on both sides of the opponent's waist, and hugged the opponent's waist.

Bai Liu said in a drowsy and hoarse voice: "It's the same posture again..."

"You really like this position."

Bai Liu raised the back of his neck, and the man buried his head in Bai Liu's shoulder. He hugged Bai Liu tightly in his arms and said in a muffled voice: "This way, the most parts of my body will be in contact with you."

"It's a negative distance contact, this contact depth." Bai Liu found it funny, and he actually laughed out loud with a gasp. He raised his hand to touch the other's cheek, lowered his head and kissed the other, his eyelids trembling and falling, "You still care about the contact area."

"childish."

9:30 in the morning.

Bai Liu came out of the bathroom wiping his hair. He tilted his head to shake off the water in his ears, wiped it with the towel hanging loosely on his back, and when he opened his eyes, he saw smoke coming out of his kitchen.

Hei Tao, who had just finished taking a shower, was squatting outside the smoky kitchen wearing the black cotton vest that Bai Liu bought for thirty dollars. He was like a large dog that had gotten into trouble and didn't know how to take responsibility. When he saw Bai Liu coming out of the shower, he raised his head and looked straight at Bai Liu, then stood up and took two big steps towards Bai Liu.

Bai Liu quickly pulled off the towel hanging on his back and covered Heitao's face which was blackened by smoke: "I just took a shower, don't get me dirty."

Hei Tao's face was completely pressed against the towel in Bai Liu's hand. He let out a muffled sound, but his body still fell towards Bai Liu honestly.

Bai Liu held on for ten seconds, then gave up and let go of the towel.

The smoking spade got what he wanted and stuck to Bai Liu who had just finished taking a shower, and said with a somewhat aggrieved tone: "The kitchen exploded again."

"What did you do again?" Bai Liu dragged the large lizard pendant hanging on his back to the kitchen as if nothing had happened. "Did you use the microwave to fry Mu Sicheng's motorcycle helmet?"

"No." Spade's eyes wandered slightly, "...you told me that the helmet cannot be eaten."

"Hmm." Bai Liu opened the lid of the pot, and a strange pungent smell hit his face. He looked at the dark mass in the pot and raised his eyebrows. "Is this the belt that Tang Er beat?"

Hei Tao hugged Bai Liu's waist, rested his head on his shoulder, and without saying a word, he gently stepped on Bai Liu's heels twice with his feet.

"It's no use playing tricks." Bai Liu said calmly, while using two chopsticks to pick up the belt that had been cooked beyond recognition by Heitao from the pot, and then calmly used chopsticks to peel off the black cracks on it, then turned around and pushed Heitao away, looking up at him, and asked, "Why did you take revenge on Tang Erda this time?"

"Last time you retaliated against Mu Sicheng by blowing his helmet off, I could understand that he provoked you first, mocking you for not being able to drive a HelloBike while he could race. This time Tang Er called me to talk about things, so he didn't provoke you, did he?"

Spade looked away and didn't answer.

Bai Liu crossed his arms and said calmly, "I told you, it's useless to be lazy. If you keep on being lazy, I won't be home today or tomorrow. I'll leave you alone until you think it through before I come back."

Hei Tao shifted his gaze back, his lips pressed into a straight line, and he fell on Bai Liu's shoulder and slowly slid down. His whole body was like a listless piece of clay, clinging to Bai Liu. Then he hugged Bai Liu's waist and leaned his head against hers, saying in a low voice, "No."

"I don't like you not coming home."

Bai Liu was unmoved. He used to be fooled by Hei Tao's cheating behavior, but later he found that if he followed the will of this gang, they could do anything.

"Then why take revenge on Tang Erda?" Bai Liu asked calmly.

Spade was silent for a long time, then said in a low voice: "He advised you to consider living with me."

Bai Liu paused: "Did you hear that?"

Spade hummed in a muffled voice.

Tang Erda didn't have any hostility towards Heitao, but he simply felt that Bai Liu was busy enough, and it would be inconvenient for someone as unstable as Heitao to be with Bai Liu, even if they were a couple.

In fact, it was to persuade Bai Liu to tell Hei Tao not to stay at home when he had nothing to do, but to leave him at the Heretic Management Bureau so that they could help take care of him. Otherwise, as soon as Bai Liu returned, it was very likely that Hei Tao would demolish his house.

"He did say that," Bai Liu asked calmly, "but did I agree?"

Spade paused: "No."

Bai Liu asked, "What did I tell him?"

Spade was silent for a few seconds: "You said that I am your only heretic."

"You will take good care of me and be responsible for me. No one else needs to bear the consequences of my appearance in reality."

"Although I'm no longer their captain, I'm not at the point where I'll be easily influenced by others when making a decision." Bai Liu leaned forward slightly, holding Heitao's face with his eyes half closed, and kissed him lightly, "I don't like you living in someone else's house either."

"You're my monster."

The two of them simply cleaned the kitchen, mainly Bai Liu who supervised the work, while Hei Tao put on an apron and dishwashing gloves to clean - Bai Liu believed that whoever caused trouble in this house would be responsible, so Hei Tao usually had to deal with the house he had destroyed by himself.

Even if Spade caused a bigger disaster in the process, Bai Liu would not intervene and would let Spade continue to deal with it himself.

After cleaning up, Heitao was completely dirty from head to toe. He looked at Bai Liu and pointed at himself: "Should I take a shower?"

Bai Liu's eyes paused subtly on the well-proportioned and powerful shoulder and neck muscles exposed from Heitao's vest. He raised his eyes and looked at Heitao, saying in a natural and normal tone: "I'm going to take a shower too. You made me dirty again after I just took a shower."

Heitao's eyes moved, and he looked at Bai Liu with his eyes fixed on her: "Let's wash together."

Bai Liu leaned nonchalantly against the edge of the kitchen, folded his hands in front of him, and glanced at Hei Tao with a half-smile: "Just washing? Do you want to do it again?"

Spade said without hesitation: "I will do it."