The Villain is Born with a Sweet Tooth

Chapter 48

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The wind of Longcheng is like a knife.

Tang Zhou had just gotten off the plane, and his bones were almost frozen. Fortunately, he had foresight and brought a thick down jacket over.

The down jacket is black, long to the calf, the collar is pulled to the chin, and then the hat is put on, the whole person is warm, just looks like a chubby bear.

However, Tang Zhou himself was thin, and his clothes were loosely placed on his body, which did not seem cumbersome.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at the airport. The airport was very far from Fu Shen's hometown, and it took about two hours by car.

Tang Zhou contacted someone he knew in Longcheng before boarding the plane, and a call came in as soon as he turned on his mobile phone.

came to pick him up.

According to the description of the phone, Tang Zhou found the driver who picked up the plane.

The driver was in his forties and looked honest and honest. When he saw Tang Zhou, he was obviously amazed. If he hadn't made it clear on the phone, he would have thought he was picking up a big star.

Tang Zhou pushed the suitcase, "Master Liu, you've worked hard."

"It's not hard, it's not hard, anyway, I have to go home for the Chinese New Year, by the way."

The driver Lao Liu gritted his teeth, "If the boss hadn't arranged for me to pick up Mr. Tang, I wouldn't be able to drive home."

He helped Tang Zhou put away his suitcase, and the two got into the car.

Lao Liu started the car and said with a smile: "Mr. Tang, there are still more than two hours on the road. If you are tired, take a rest, and you will arrive when you wake up."

Tang Zhou was originally a little sleepy on the plane, but just now he was agitated by the cold wind, and the whole person was full of energy, and there was no sleepiness.

"The first time I came to Longcheng, I wanted to see the scenery of Longcheng."

It had just snowed in Longcheng, and the windows of the car were thick and white, and the bald branches on both sides of the road were covered with snow, falling down from time to time.

This is a sight that is hard to see in Jiangcheng.

Although the road has been cleaned up, it is still a little slippery. Lao Liu didn't dare to drive too fast and said, "Mr. Tang is not in a hurry, right?"

Tang Zhou smiled, "As long as you can."

What should have been a two-hour journey turned into three hours abruptly.

The village where Fu Shen is located is called Longtan Village.

Lao Liu became familiar with Tang Zhou along the way, and his words became more and more, "Longtan Village is very biased, what is Mr. Tang doing here?"

Tang Zhou's eyes fell on the mountain tomb not far away, "Meet friends."

"Oh, Mr. Tang, the village is here. Do you know where your friend's house is? I'll take you directly to the door."

Tang Zhou glanced at the road at the entrance of the village, it was too small and too narrow, the road was covered with snow, and the car was not easy to drive, so he said, "Just stop here, and you can go back early."

Old Liu's family is in the county seat. It's getting late now, so it's better to go back early.

"Okay, if Mr. Tang still uses the car, just contact me directly."

Lao Liu warmly helped him take down the suitcase, and when he saw Tang Zhou disappeared at the entrance of the village, he turned to go home.

A section of the road leaving the village was full of potholes and was quite narrow. Lao Liu drove slowly and found someone riding a bicycle in front of him, so he couldn't help slowing down and pulling aside.

By the light of the headlights, he saw that it was a young man, very handsome, with a plastic bag in his hand, which seemed to contain some yellow paper and coins.

Seeing two handsome young men in one day, Lao Liu felt that his luck was really good.

Tang Zhou dragged his suitcase and stood blankly in front of a family.

He only knew that Fu Shen lived in this village, and he didn't know the exact location of Fu Shen's house.

Just as I was about to knock on the door and ask the fellow here, the door opened, the door shaft was aging, and there was a rough and harsh rubbing sound.

A middle-aged woman in a thick padded jacket came out with a basin, saw Tang Zhou outside at a glance, and glanced at it, oh, what a handsome young man!

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Tang Zhou spoke first: "Eldest sister, do you know how Fu Shen's house is going?"

"Who?!"

"Fu Shen."

"You mean Xiao Fu? The one who went to university in Jiangcheng?"

Tang Zhou was already shivering from the cold, and he said, "Yes, I'm his friend, can you tell me where his family lives?"

Big sister's eyes lit up, it's good to go to college, and you can make such friends!

No matter how ignorant she is, she can still feel that Tang Zhou is not an ordinary person from his appearance and style.

The eldest sister put on a smile and stretched out her hand, "You walk along this road, there is a big tree in front of you, take the road to the left of the tree, turn left and then right, and you will see a land temple..."

Tang Zhou's limbs are stiff and his mind is stuck. The route that the eldest sister said is like a maze to him.

He was about to open his mouth to ask clearly, when the elder sister suddenly made an "ah" and her eyes fell into the distance, "Isn't that Xiao Fu!"

Tang Zhou suddenly looked back.

Fu Shen was riding the bike, but he just looked this way unconsciously. The moment he made contact with Tang Zhou's eyes, his whole body froze, and he even forgot to pedal.

Unable to balance, the bicycle fell to the ground with a bang. The plastic bags hanging from the handlebars were scattered on the ground, and a small bundle of coins fell out.

Fu Shen himself was not spared.

Tang Zhou was startled and was about to step forward to help him, but his legs were frozen and numb, and the pull was a stumble, and he involuntarily threw himself on the slush.

The two of them just met, and without saying a word, they came to the ground one after another.

The eldest sister was immediately amused, put down the basin to help Tang Zhou, and joked: "I don't know, I thought you two would go to church."

Fu Shen reacted faster than Tang Zhou. He quickly got up and ran to Tang Zhou's side. He bent down and patted the slush off Tang Zhou's clothes. He touched his hand, "Why is it so icy."

The distress in his eyes made Tang Zhou feel that chasing people for thousands of miles was nothing.

"Xiao Fu, hurry up and take your friend home." The eldest sister said enthusiastically.

"Thank you, Auntie." He called according to his seniority in the village.

Fu Shen took the suitcase, picked up the plastic bag on the ground, and held on to the handlebar with one hand. In the cold wind, his voice was particularly low: "Go home first."

Tang Zhou wanted to help him carry the bag, but was refused.

The weather was cold, everyone was heating the fire in the house, and they walked all the way to Fu Shen's house without encountering any neighbors.

The soles of the shoes stepped on the snow, and there was a creaking sound.

Fu Shen's footsteps were fast, and his voice was mixed with wind: "Why don't you send a message?"

Tang Zhou observed his expression secretly and whispered, "I want to surprise you."

Fu Shen didn't speak anymore, the silence spread in the quiet village, making people extra sensitive.

Tang Zhou endured starvation and cold, and traveled long distances. He thought that when he saw Fu Shen, he would get a big hug from Fu Shen. Without a hug, there is always a smile, right

As a result, this man was like a stuffy gourd, he didn't even want to talk to him, and he walked so fast.

His teeth were chattering from the cold, and when he opened his mouth, white fog came out, and he felt that the heat in his body was swept away by the terrifying northwest wind.

After walking for an unknown time, Tang Zhou and Fu Shen finally stopped in front of a room.

He has no energy to see how the house is, and just wants to hurry in and take shelter from the wind.

Fu Shen parked his bicycle in the yard and entered the house with a plastic bag and suitcase.

Tang Zhou followed suit.

The door closed behind him, blocking out the cold wind. Fu Shen turned on the light, and the soft light illuminated the whole room. There seemed to be a warmth in the room, gradually expelling the chill in his bones.

"come over."

Tang Zhou obediently followed him to the back room, and was about to speak when he saw Fu Shen pointing at something like a bed, "Go to the kang first."

Fu Shen was glad that he had heated the kang before going out.

Tang Zhou blinked, but before he could react, Fu Shen carried him onto the kang, quickly took off his shoes, and tucked his legs into the warm bedding.

It's so warm!

"Wait and don't move, I'll cook." Fu Shen dropped a sentence, lifted the curtain and went out.

Tang Zhou: "..."

A little embarrassed.

But the hot kang was so comfortable, he took off the down jacket that was in the way, couldn't help lying down, closed his eyes and felt the cold bones being warmed little by little.

Fu Shen simply boiled the noodles, and almost burned his hands when he served the noodles.

All the images in his mind just now.

When the young man was wrapped in a wide down jacket, standing in the cold and silent snow, facing the cold wind and looking at him, Fu Shen only felt that there was only one person left in his eyes, heart, and mind.

As if the snow melted and fell from the branches, the river ice cracked open, and the spring flowers slowly bloomed against the golden sunlight.

until he fell to the ground.

Those wonderful images rushed out of my mind, leaving only the thin figure in the snow.

Fu Shen suppressed the soreness and heat in his heart, and came to the back room with the noodle bowl.

The young man on the kang was huddled in the bed, his face was calm, his face that had been frozen pale by the cold wind had turned rosy.

He watched for a while, afraid that the noodles would be too cold to eat, so he walked over and sat on the edge of the kang, "Baby."

Tang Zhou opened his eyes, his light brown eyes were misty, "Fu Shen, your kang is so comfortable."

Fu Shen: "..."

He felt that Tang Zhou was being frozen stupid, how could there be a soft and warm bed on the kang

He smiled and said warmly, "Get up and eat some noodles first."

Tang Zhou was tucked into the quilt, "I don't want to move."

Fu Shen took a pillow and cushioned his back, "Sit up and lean, you don't need to do it."

"Oh."

Tang Zhou leaned lazily on the pillow, and his hands in the quilt tightly clenched the corners of the quilt so that no wind could penetrate.

Fu Shen sandwiched his face and brought it to his mouth.

Tang Zhou opened his mouth happily, and the warm face entered his stomach, finally filling some emptiness.

The two cooperated tacitly, and after a while, a bowl of noodles was eaten cleanly.

After he was full, Tang Zhou regained his energy and asked with wide eyes, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"now go."

Tang Zhou looked at him reluctantly.

Fu Shen sighed lightly, put the tableware and chopsticks aside, took off his shoes and put on the kang, and he was hugged into his arms, very tight.

He placed a light kiss on Tang Zhou's hair, "I said that I will go back after New Year's Eve."

Why go here and suffer

Tang Zhou leaned on his chest, stuck a hand out of the quilt, touched his face, and his eyes were full of stars.

"I miss you."

Fu Shen stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly pressed down, kissing Tang Zhou's face constantly, not letting go of every corner.

He has wanted to do this since he saw Tang Zhou.

The kiss landed on the corner of Tang Zhou's lips and stayed still.

Tang Zhou resolutely leaned over, leaning on his lips and teeth. Fu Shen let out a sigh from the depths of his throat, clutching the back of Tang Zhou's neck tightly, like a starving wolf, fiercely grabbing his prey.

The cold of winter does not quench the enthusiasm of the waves.

Tang Zhou felt the unprecedented madness of this person.

He let out a fragmented gasp: "You don't eat noodles anymore?"

Fu Shen just wanted to leave his own scent on him, and said vaguely, "Eat you."

Tang Zhou was clinging to him, the end of his eyes gradually became a crimson, and there was a hazy color in his eyes, and his slender and fair neck was slightly raised upwards, as if he could not stand some kind of agitation.

A whimper at the highest peak.

Tang Zhou returned to the earth from a high altitude, and his eyes were white. When he came back to his senses, he saw Fu Shen wipe the corner of his mouth and leave.

"What are you doing?" The voice was a little weak at the end.

Fu Shen's eyes were dark: "I didn't prepare anything at home."

Tang Zhou's eyes were moist: "There is in the suitcase."

A fireworks bloomed in Fu Shen's heart, but it instantly suppressed his physical needs.

He kissed Tang Zhou's fingertips with the utmost tenderness.

"Have an early rest and make dumplings together tomorrow."

His sweet porridge was so good, he was asked under such circumstances.

Fu Shen was reluctant.