Chapter 109 Chapter 109 I don’t allow you to touch the little sweet potato! Damn...
Finally got off work.
Tong Xin dragged her tired body, took out the key, opened the door, and returned to the small rental house.
She rented the entire house, which was small, but the advantage was that the rent was reasonable and she didn't have to adapt to strangers.
As soon as she got home, the hot air made her head feel stuffy.
She quickly turned on the air conditioner. There was no telling when this scorching weather would end. Was it going to continue like this until the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day?
By the way, do you want to go out and play during the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day?
Tong Xin casually opened Xiaohongshu and searched for "Where to go for National Day holiday".
Xiao Hongshu sent her a lot of notes, all of which were about beautiful films or feasts.
Tong Xin browsed happily for a while and added several favorites.
But she soon calmed down.
No, forget it. Every tourist attraction is packed during the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day holidays. And it's so tiring...
Work is exhausting. Meetings are exhausting. Today is Monday, and I've been busy from 8 a.m. to 5 p.m., barely even having time to drink water and attend meetings. There's not even time for a meal. I had lunch at 3 p.m.
I'm so tired.
Tong Xin stood at the air-conditioning vent, letting the cold wind blow towards her head.
I'm too lazy to cook dinner, so I'll just order takeout.
Tong Xin pulled out her phone to check for takeout. However, as soon as she unlocked the screen, muscle memory forced her to open the red app.
The first push notification when the screen opens happens to be her favorite unpopular anime!
Damn, little XX, you’ve made it!
Little Sweet Potato has created topics and produced food specifically for you!
Tong Xin clicked on it excitedly and started eating the spiritual food like a hungry tiger.
…By the time she came to her senses and remembered that she hadn’t ordered takeout yet, more than an hour had passed.
Damn, time flies!
Tong Xin quickly got up from the sofa and ordered takeout.
After ordering takeout, there is nothing to do while waiting for it to arrive.
Tong Xin lay back on the sofa, changed her position, and continued to brush the sweet potatoes comfortably.
Not long after, the delivery man called her.
Tong Xin: "Yeah, just put it at the door."
It’s so hot, it’s okay to leave it at the door for a while. I don’t have an appetite to eat it anyway.
Tong Xin hugged the pillow and continued to brush the sweet potatoes happily.
Short videos are like a bottomless pit.
After the funny jokes, there were cute pets, then abs, then the beautifully rendered and emotionally charged "Endless Summer," and then...
One after another.
Tong Xin felt deeply healed.
Watch it and forward it to your girlfriends.
However, in the small group of three best friends, everyone seemed to be busy with their own things. No one replied "hahahaha".
Tong Xin didn't care and continued to brush her sweet potatoes.
"Leave a comment to let big data know I like it."
"Go ahead. You can't let me die of laughter alone."
"Complete please TT"
One after another.
One after another after another after another...
When I came to my senses, two hours had passed.
"Um?!"
Tong Xin almost shot up from the sofa.
Damn! I forgot to eat dinner!
Luckily I ordered spicy hot pot, and since it’s so hot outside, it shouldn’t have cooled down completely yet!
Tong Xin quickly grabbed her phone and ran out to get the takeaway.
When she reached out to turn the doorknob, she froze.
Why do my fingers feel stiff?
Tong Xin looked at her right hand in confusion. Her five fingers were curled inward, maintaining the same position she had just held the phone.
Is it because I've been on my phone for too long? What's this called? Phone hand?
Tong Xin’s first reaction was to search for “mobile phone hand relief exercises” on Xiaohongshu…
Wait, that’s not right. Damn, how come I was almost standing at the door brushing sweet potatoes again!
Tong Xin laughed to herself. She opened the door, went out to get the takeaway, and on the way back to the sofa, she opened the WeChat group and sent voice messages to her girlfriends.
"I'm dying of laughter. When I was getting the takeaway just now..."
Tong Xin put the spicy hot pot on the table. When she picked up the chopsticks to eat, she was stunned.
Pop.
The chopsticks slipped from the palm of my hand.
...Huh.
Tong Xin was stunned. She picked up the chopsticks again and tried to hold them with her index finger and thumb.
The thumb is quite flexible, but the index finger is...
I can't move at all.
Until this moment, Tong Xin's first reaction was to pick up her mobile phone to take a picture.
Click.
She immediately sent the photo to her group of close friends and also sent a voice message: "Fuck, I don't know if it's because I've been playing with my phone for too long, but my hand has become like this! It doesn't hurt, but I just can't move it. Should I go to the hospital now?"
After the voice message was sent, Tong Xin felt a little worried and quickly opened the Little Red Potato to see if anyone had the same situation as her.
The Little Red Potato homepage refreshes automatically.
The first piece of information that Big Data pushed to her was:
Help! My hand has turned into a phone holder! QAQ
Mobile phone...stand?
Tong Xin: “?”
She looked down at her two hands—two hands that had completely stiffened into cell phone holders.
...Oh, it turns out I'm not alone.
That's okay.
Somehow, a strong sense of security came over me.
The gradually cooling spicy hot pot was forgotten on the table, and the surface gradually solidified into orange-red oil.
Tong Xin lay back on the sofa and continued to eat the sweet potatoes. And she discovered a comforting fact.
The first comment in the comment section is:
"Ever since my hands have become phone stands, I no longer feel sore when I'm peeling sweet potatoes!"
This comment was pinned by the author and followed by more than three thousand little red hearts.
Okay, okay, I knew I wasn’t alone!
Tong Xin suddenly felt more at ease.
I happily settled in the comment section of the post "Help! My hand has turned into a phone holder! QAQ".
…
This emergency meeting of middle-level cadres was mainly to discuss how to deal with the heresy of [Cocoon].
This is a Grade A heretic. As the name suggests, it will form a "cocoon" and trap people inside.
Normally, an A-level heretic wouldn't call for a general meeting of all members, but this heretic was special.
It can be spread through the network.
This is of a different nature. After all, how many people in today's society can live without smartphones and the Internet?
This matter involves too many things and requires an urgent meeting to discuss it.
Lin Jianyuan was in no mood to participate. His mind was still full of hesitation, delirium, and the old lady Flash.
The director was also present. He also told him that he didn't need to participate in the containment of the [Cocoon], and just needed to attend the meeting as a token of his appreciation.
Lin Jianyuan planned to just listen to the beginning and skip it.
——Actually, it’s not a big problem if you don’t fast forward.
Because his roommate was next to him.
The roommate transformed into a sleepy little snake again, crawling into his shirt and leaning lazily against him.
The wet and soft intestines were too slippery and could easily fall out, so the roommate wrapped his waist in circles and put his throat on his shoulders.
Whisper to him.
Colleagues sitting behind Lin Jianyuan: “………………”
In fact, it wouldn't be a big problem if they didn't fast forward. They just whispered to each other, and the young couple rubbed each other's arms and legs, and time passed quickly.
Normally two hours isn't enough for them to become sticky.
But the problem is, this is not at home, this is at a meeting of middle-level cadres in the management bureau.
They can't speak loudly, and they have to be careful about the impact of being sticky.
My roommate feels bored because he can't express himself freely.
He was bored and started touching things here and there.
Sometimes he pinched Lin Jianyuan's ears, and sometimes he rubbed Lin Jianyuan's throat.
After a while, the wet, soft and warm intestines rubbed against his abdominal muscles like a well-fed little snake, causing a slight shudder.
After a while, new toys were discovered.
There were two small switches, one on the left and one on the right, standing on Lin Jianyuan's chest.
Xieyu had seen it before when they were blanching together, and he didn't think anything of it. But today, when he got into Lin Jianyuan's shirt, he discovered -
This looks like a switch?
Because every time he touched him, Lin Jianyuan's abdominal muscles would tighten.
Tighten it when you touch it, tighten it when you touch it.
So fun.
He played with the jade on the left and then on the right, having a lot of fun.
"Stop playing around, my wife." Lin Jianyuan's face flushed redly, and he suddenly pulled his colon from under his clothes. "I'm in a meeting."
Xieyu thought for a moment. Yes. In a meeting.
So he carried the jade: "skip."
Nie Nie Le: "Understood!...Hmm?"
Xie Yu: "Hmm?"
Of course, Nienile didn't dare to act rashly in response to the princess's order, and immediately swallowed and spit out the time.
skip.
When he returned home, Lin Jianyuan was still blushing.
The first thing to do is throw all the small toys into the baby's room and slam the door.
And locked it up.
Babies: “?”
The babies had no idea what was happening outside.
All I knew was that when he came out, Lin Jianyuan had changed his pants.
Xie Yu was cooking in the kitchen, and the whole group was dancing with joy, which was very beautiful.
Lin Jianyuan did not go to the kitchen to enjoy his favorite sausage dance.
Instead, he lay on the sofa, limp and hot, like a piece of softened clay.
Lin Jianyuan raised one hand to cover his eyes, his face still flushed.
His breathing was like the tide, slow and tense, like a tide that was bound and strangled by the throat, unwilling to retreat.
Lin Jianyuan paused for a long time, as if he was struggling inside.
Finally, he spoke with a hoarse voice.
"Baby, I'm not usually that, uh, fast."
Xieyu was cooking in the kitchen, the gas stove was burning hot and very noisy.
But he could always hear Lin Jianyuan's voice.
"What?" Xieyu didn't fail to hear clearly, he just didn't understand.
"Yes, it's because you gave me... a little too much stimulation." Lin Jianyuan licked his lips.
The eyelids of his eyes, hidden under his palm and covered by the back of his hand, twitched unconsciously.
The scene just now appeared in my mind again.
In fact, it wasn't entirely Xieyu who helped him. Because Xieyu couldn't do it, absolutely not.
Xie Yu is really so well-behaved and simple.
So at the beginning it was just him...Xie Yu just watched from the side.
Xieyu only learned from him later, wrapping his thin and soft intestines around him in circles.
The cracks in his palms gradually stretched open. A warm, soft little snake squeezed into the cracks at the base of his palms, as if trying to wrest the initiative from him.
Then he was snatched away.
He was robbed completely, his mind blank.
All that remains is that unprecedentedly stimulating scene.
He looked down at himself. The image was like a sear on his retina, burned into his mind.
...So much so that now, slumped on the sofa, even with his arms shielding his eyes, he seemed to still be able to see.
My mouth is so dry.
My throat is dry too.
Lin Jianyuan couldn't help but lick his lips again.
I can't believe this happened.
He actually really...hmm.
Xieyu brought out the food. The clean, lovely ceramic plates made a soft clinking sound on the glass tabletop.
Xieyu was supposed to pull Lin Jianyuan up from the sofa to eat, but she saw him covering his eyes with his arms and his lips slightly parted as if he was gasping for breath.
I thought of what happened just now.
His lover's eyes widened as if she had seen a ghost.
Then he covered his mouth with his hand.
His eyes were still wide open, staring intently, as if he wanted to imprint everything into his retina.
Branded into the brain.
It’s like I don’t want to miss any detail, I look at it carefully, even forgetting to breathe.
Xie Yu didn't know why he found it very interesting.
So funny.
I don't know why I really want to kiss that.
But before that his lover pulled him in for a kiss.
His lover closed his eyes, his eyeballs trembling slightly under his eyelids, giving a feeling of fragility and helplessness.
Like a drowning person eagerly hugging him, needing to kiss to get oxygen to keep himself alive.
They are like two people forgotten by the whole world, both of whom need a kiss to get oxygen to keep themselves alive.
Xieyu's heart suddenly became very soft.
It's so funny that he has no heart.
But he just felt so soft in his heart.
He hugged his lover and kissed her tenderly and passionately.
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Jianyuan pushed him away with a red face and frantically took out some paper to wipe it.
Not only wipe yourself, but also wipe him.
Xieyu lowered his head and looked at his lover, who was so cautious that he almost stopped breathing as he gently lifted him up and wiped him.
So funny.
I couldn't help laughing again.
...So when Xieyu finished cooking and brought the dishes to the table, he saw that his lover had just taken a shower and changed her pants, and then slumped on the sofa as if she was autistic.
He should have picked Lin Jianyuan up from the sofa to eat, but he didn't.
He just walked over, lay in Lin Jianyuan's arms, and stretched his body.
The stretched body was like a soft and thick net, surrounding his lover.
His lover blushed again and raised her arms to shield her eyes, as if she couldn't face something.
His lover blushed and said in a hoarse voice: "It's really a bit, too, too exciting... Normally, I really... wouldn't be that... "
The last word seemed a little difficult to say.
Xie Yu lay on his chest and played with his soft and warm earlobes.
"Oh." Xieyu's mouth curled up.
"You, what do you mean by oh..." Lin Jianyuan was a little annoyed and angry, and suddenly picked him up - Xie Yu became like a cat that suddenly grew longer.
Lin Jianyuan fished out a large ball of pink offal from the water, but it was too long, so the lower part was still lying on his chest.
Lin Jianyuan lifted him up high and shook him, saying viciously, "Oh, what? You know a lot!"
Xieyu's mouth corners almost turned up to the sky: "I don't understand."
"Don't pinch!" Lin Jianyuan shook him hard, "No! Be serious!"
"Oh." Xieyu tried to be serious.
The corners of his mouth turned up even higher.
Lin Jianyuan shook him angrily for a long time. When he had no other choice, he put him down and bit his throat viciously.
"I'll teach you a lesson next time!" Lin Jianyuan threatened.
"Oh." Xieyu still smiled.
"Stop laughing!" Lin Jianyuan was almost pissed off by him and pinched his mouth fiercely, "Stop laughing! Eat! Eat!"
Lin Jianyuan, who was all red, came to the table.
Seeing two large plates of red steamed hairy crabs on the table, Lin Jianyuan started to peel the crabs for his wife automatically.
It's not that Xieyu doesn't know how to do it. Lin Jianyuan has already taught him. Eating crabs is not difficult.
But Lin Jianyuan was always worried that he would be in pain.
Lin Jianyuan felt soft all over, while the crabs were too hard. He was worried that if Xieyu peeled the crab shells and claws himself, he would damage the delicate intestinal mucosa.
So Lin Jianyuan would peel it for him in advance and let him eat it while it was hot.
My fingers turned red from peeling them.
Seeing this, Xieyu felt soft in the heart.
Holding the jade in his hand and supporting his cheek, he could not get enough of looking at it.
The appendix was hidden under the table and was swaying back and forth.
After dinner and a walk, the two of them blanched their food and lay down on the bed (at Lin Jianyuan's request, they had to blanch their food separately today).
Lin Jianyuan just remembered that he hadn’t watched the meeting video yet.
Lin Jianyuan took the angel's eyeball and adjusted the projection position.
This way two people can lie on the bed and watch without straining their necks.
Xieyu was in no mood to watch. Anyway, he just had to listen to Lin Jianyuan about what to do next.
Lin Jianyuan read the meeting minutes at three times the speed.
Xieyu was concentrating on playing with the buttons on Lin Jianyuan's pajamas.
Then Xieyu watched Lin Jianyuan's brows getting tighter and tighter.
More and more like that emoticon:
Elderly people looking at their phones on the subway.
Finally, the old man on the subway couldn't stand it anymore and jumped out of bed.
He grabbed his mobile phone and called the director.
"God is fucking going to talk to Little Red Potato!"
Lin Jianyuan was furious and yelled at the other end of the phone.
"You've been discussing this for over two hours, and now you've come up with a meeting with Xiaohongshu? Weaken the big data push mechanism? And you're also going to prevent addiction for half an hour???"
"You're crazy! Who can stop brushing sweet potatoes after just half an hour?"
"Go find the heretics for your heresy matters, why are you touching my little sweet potato?"
"I'm warning you not to change Little Sweet Potato! Not to make Little Sweet Potato less fun! Not to force anti-addiction measures!"
"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense! I'll go catch it! I'll go catch it, okay? I'll bring that stupid [Cocoon] back to you tomorrow!!!"
"Did you hear me?! I'll catch him back for you tomorrow! Don't touch Little Sweet Potato! If you dare, not only me but also my wife won't let you go!!!"
"I won't let you touch the little sweet potato!!!"
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