Fuck? Is that what I mean?
Xiao Bing's eyes widened in surprise.
[Hahaha, Xiaobaicai's reaction is so funny, he really is a very straight man.]
Xiao Bing realized that Chu Mu was joking, and quickly suppressed the throbbing in his chest and said calmly: "Okay, where is it?"
Now it was Chu Mu's turn to be stunned:
What's going on here? Little Baicai doesn't know what "dapao" means, right? Then why was he so surprised just now?
[He must be pretending to save face. Watch me expose him.]
Chu Mu's fingers slid down along Xiao Bing's strong muscle lines, his movements were extremely ambiguous.
"It's... right here."
Xiao Bing opened his eyes as innocent as Bambi's: "How do we play here? Do you have playing cards?"
Lao Bapai's small classroom is online in time: {Mumu, in Tianhai dialect, playing poker is just like playing cannon.}
It turns out to be like this.
Chu Mu suddenly deflated: "That's right, if there is no poker, then don't play, go to sleep."
He stood up listlessly and prepared to crawl back to his side.
Chu Muting knows how to enjoy life. No matter where he is, as long as he has a bed to sleep in, he will definitely change into silk pajamas.
The pajamas fit him perfectly, and when he stuck his butt out, the round lines were completely exposed to Xiao Bing.
"Chu Mu..."
Xiao Bing's lips moved.
"Hmm?" Chu Mu turned her head, and her hair tied into small buns shook gently, like a feather duster sweeping across Xiao Bing's heart.
——How about we have a shot?
This sentence quickly emerged in Xiao Bing's mind.
Stop! This is ridiculous!
He leaned his head against the wall behind him, making a muffled thud.
Chu Mu's eyes changed as he looked at him: [Xiao Baicai has a tendency to self-harm? If he doesn't explode in silence, then he becomes distorted in silence. Has he finally become distorted after being oppressed by the Xiao family for so long?]
Xiao Bing touched the back of his head and said in a particularly hoarse voice: "Oh, I forgot there is a wall behind me."
“…”
Chu Mu crawled back to Xiao Bing again: "Where did you hit? Let me see."
The low-necked pajamas exposed Chu Mu's collarbone and Adam's apple under Xiao Bing's eyes.
Xiao Bing discovered that every part of Chu Mu seemed to have been carefully crafted, all of them were exquisitely made to perfection, like a masterpiece of God.
"It's okay," Xiao Bing quickly lay back down, pulling the quilt over himself and wrapping it up, "Just get some sleep."
[It's really not normal. I'll ask my dad to find a reliable psychiatrist to see me when I get home.]
Xiao Bing, who was hiding in the quilt, secretly opened a gap and watched Chu Mu move briskly past the group of children and return to his side.
Like an elegant cat.
Xiao Bing felt as if the cat had scratched somewhere under his body, otherwise why would it feel hot, painful and itchy?
…
Chu Mu slept very soundly and completely forgot about his promise to get up early and exercise the day before.
When the production crew started beating drums and gongs to call people, Chu Mu and the five children rubbed their eyes and got up.
The little brats were stumbling around putting on their clothes, while Chu Mu glared at Xiao Bing resentfully: "Why didn't you call me?"
"You seem to be sleeping soundly." Xiao Bing still wore his life-saving mask. "We have to climb the mountain today anyway."
"That's true," Chu Mu happily accepted the reason, threw back the quilt and prepared to get out of bed, "Hey? Where are my shoes?"
Xiao Bing was a little embarrassed: "It was taken away by a dog."
“???”
"Last night, after you fell asleep, I went out to take a shower. The door was not closed tightly, and Xiao Hei from the village chief's house ran in.
When I came back, your shoes were gone, and then I found them in the doghouse in the backyard, being held by Xiao Hei.
Chu Mu: "...Why did you go out to take a shower in the middle of the night?"
Xiao Bing's face froze: "I feel a little itchy."
[Lies, absolutely not the truth—showering in the middle of the night, ah! I get it.]
Xiao Bing's fingers twitched slightly.
He must have had a wet dream—well, he's still a young man full of energy after all.
Xiao Bing coughed twice and turned away: You are indeed very energetic.
Seeing Chu Mu was about to go down barefoot, Xiao Bing suddenly stopped him: "Wait a minute, the ground is cold, I'll get it for you."
"Okay," Chu Mu didn't want to step directly on the dusty ground, "It's in the shoe bag of my suitcase."
Xiao Bing obediently took out clean shoes and socks, and when he put them on the ground, his eyes were inevitably attracted by the pair of small, white feet with distinct joints.
I really want to touch it.
Gulp.
While swallowing his saliva, Xiao Bing slapped himself in the face.
Chu Mu: "??"
Xiao Bing held his left hand with his right hand: "Sorry, it's a little twitching."
My little Baicai is so miserable. Has his self-abuse tendency reached an uncontrollable level? Could it be that Xiao Ting is a despicable person and deliberately caused this for him?
Considering what that idiot Wu Xi did before, attacking his brother whom he looked down upon, it is not impossible for Xiao Ting to do the same thing.
Chu Mu quickly put on his shoes and patted Xiao Bing comfortingly: "It's okay. I'll introduce a doctor to you when we get back."
Xiao Bing looked at Chu Mu's profile. The morning sunlight made the already beautiful person look even softer and more beautiful.
Plop, plop.
Xiao Bing seemed to hear the beating of a drum.
He pressed his chest, his expression changing in a complicated manner.
Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.
Xiao Zemin trotted over to open the door.
"Are you all up?" Lu Xifa waved the camera in his hand. "PD Zhao has taken a day off today, so I'll take pictures of you... Hurry up and have breakfast. The village chief made some steamed bread."
Chu Mu gave a fake smile: "Producer Lu is really dedicated to his duties."
After a night of mental preparation, Lu Xifa had already put on a masked face: "That depends on the person, right?"
Chu Mu shrugged noncommittally and rushed towards the cafeteria with a trail of followers.
"Xiao Bing," Lu Xifa caught up with the tall man at the end of the group, "The temperature was quite low last night, why did you take a cold shower?"
Xiao Bing's eyes darkened, and he looked at Lu Xifa with a cold murderous look in his eyes: "I advise you to mind your own business."
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