Tang Yebai laughed, got up and followed Xia Baobao out.
The clothes he wore all night were a little wrinkled, but Tang Yebai didn't care. Xia Baobao gave him a clean toothbrush and towel and asked him to go to the bathroom to freshen up. Xia Baobei had already made breakfast on his own initiative.
Xiaobao and Xiaobei are on the sofa, very docile.
Although they are very big, they are really docile when they are not angry.
Tang Yebai finished washing himself and picked up Xiaobei casually, "Xia Baobei, I have always felt that your two Tibetan mastiffs are different from the usual breeds. It's not like I have never seen purebred Tibetan mastiffs. Are you a mutant?"
"Purebred." Just a little bit more high-tech added.
"Where did it come from?"
"They were given by others." If he said that the two Tibetan mastiffs were a novel breed that a Syrian mercenary got out of a bacterial weapons base when he was bored, many people would probably be frightened to death.
Tang Yebai went to the refrigerator and poured a glass of milk to drink.
"Mr. Tang, are you going after my mommy?" Xia Baobao asked while frying eggs.
Tang Yebai raised his eyebrows and said shamelessly, "Your mommy plans to chase me."
Xia Baobei sneered, Mr. Tang, wait until my mommy chases you in the next life.
"Mr. Tang, you must have slept too much during the day."
"Why?"
"I often daydream." Xia Baobao mercilessly popped Mr. Tang's dream bubble.
Tang Yebai said without blushing, "I want the omelette to be medium-cooked."
Xia Baobei's eyes widened in disbelief, and she almost hit the ground. Damn it, why are the two guys who made him so at ease and confidently torturing him?
"Five points!" Tang Yebai reiterated, "Your mommy said I am a beast, and I must conform to the taste of a beast."
"My family is all medium-rare, and you want medium-rare, which is obviously not in line with our family's taste." Xia Baobei held her chin and spoke very elegantly and gentlemanly, with a smile on her pink face.
"It doesn't matter how cooked the eggs are, as long as your mother and I are cooked in some places."
Xia Baobei's face was full of beef, "Mr. Tang, you are so erotic."
"There's nothing you can do about it, you beasts, don't try to be civilized with them." Tang Ye was quite content with his fair face, not blushing, and not panting.
Xia Baobao clenched his fist and became angry.
Mommy, what kind of vision do you have...
It's really damaging to my genes.
"Mr. Tang, can you cook?"
"What is that?" Mr. Tang said matter-of-factly, "How can I know that kind of thing? Only sissy men would run into the kitchen every day."
Sissy man?
Xia Baobei's hand holding the spatula trembled slightly, and a few words kept amplifying in her mind, sissy man, sissy man?
A flame rises from the background of Summer Baby.
Damn, I need to be powerful, domineering, and fierce. I can kill them all with a heavy machine gun, and I can direct the war to bomb an F-22 fighter jet without blinking an eye.
Aren't you just going to cook when you have nothing to do? How can I be such a sissy?
Mr. Tang seemed to realize that he had touched Xia Baobao's fragile heart. Xia Baobei looked into his eyes with anger and resentment, and looked like the male version of Sadako.
"Baby, you are not a man yet." Tang Yebai said calmly, "When your little brother reaches the international standard of length, width and height, we will discuss the profound issues of men and boys."
Xia Baobei looked at Tang Yebai with disgust, "Why are you chasing a man who can't even cook? My mommy won't want such a useless man."