Zong Yuan, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, fears two things most in life, one is math problems that count, and the other is
Zong Yuan's face was stiff, he kept a distance of at least three meters from Fu Xin, his scalp was numb, and he was about to stand up with goosebumps, "Stay away from me"
Fu Xin held the fish in one hand and looked at him blankly, "What's wrong?"
Zong Yuan couldn't maintain his own image when he was caught by the fish in his hand, that kind of sticky, slippery thing with dense fish scales, he shuddered, "Don't touch this thing ,threw"
Fu Xin obediently threw the fish into the water. As soon as this crucian carp about 20 centimeters in size entered the water, its tail swayed, its gills shook, and Zong Yuan's legs stiffened in place. A school of fish swimming around.
Fu Xin frowned, worried, "You are afraid of fish"
Zong Yuan sneered, "How is that possible?"
He said so, and he showed a lot of momentum, but there were flaws in his expression.
Fu Xin showed a smile subconsciously, he wiped his hands, and wanted to pull Zongyuan out of the aquatic product stall, Zongyuan dodged subconsciously.
The corner of Fu Xin's raised mouth pressed down, and the hand that was still in the air slowly retracted, "What's wrong?"
Zong Yuan was disgusted, "Your hands still smell like fish."
Fu Xin couldn't tell if he was relieved or sighed. He borrowed water and soap from the fish seller to make sure that his hands didn't smell anything before walking up to Zong Yuan. Zong Yuan frowned and asked Fu Xin to flatten his hands. , bent over and sniffed as seriously as scientific data.
The tip of his nose bumped against Fu Xin's hands, Fu Xin looked down at him, feeling itchy palms.
Zong Yuan stood up straight in satisfaction, nodded, "Very good."
Fu Xin tugged at the corner of his clothes, "Let's go further."
Zong Yuan didn't relax until he walked out of the damp area completely. His face darkened, and he threatened Fu Xin first, "Don't speak out."
"En," Fu Xin nodded obediently.
Zong Yuan coughed, and felt guilty again, "Buy whatever you want, buy it boldly."
Fu Xin looked at him, "What do you like to eat?"
"What I like to eat is what you like to eat," Zong Yuan said one after another, opening his mouth, "After all, we have a good understanding."
Fu Xin's cheeks were slightly red, and he hurriedly said, "You wait for me here."
Zong Yuan followed him with long legs, "Together."
It was getting dark now, and Zong Yuan and Fu Xin rushed to the place where Zong Yuan parked his motorcycle with a bag of ingredients and snacks.
Zong Yuan took a taxi and asked the driver to take the two big bags downstairs to the apartment. Fu Xin said, "I can take it."
"Forget it," Zong Yuan said, "It's the first time you ride in my car, you think you have no sense of beauty"
Fu Xin silently closed his mouth.
Zong Yuan put the helmet on Fu Xin's head, "Put it on."
Fu Xin took off the helmet. The wind is not strong now, and there is no guarantee that the wind will not be strong for a while. He looked at Zong Yuan stubbornly, "You wear it."
"Tsk," Zong Yuan sighed, took it, stretched his long legs, and sat on the motorcycle with ease. He patted the seat in front of him, "Come on, sit here, facing me, and bury your head in my arms." inside."
There is just such a little distance in front, facing him, and then buried in his arms.
Fu Xin climbed into the back seat.
Zong Yuan looked at him sideways, with sharp lines and a high nose bridge, he hummed softly, "Cowardly."
Fu Xin pretended not to hear.
Zong Yuan drove steadily to the gate of the community, took two bags of ingredients from the guard room, and when he arrived at the apartment, it was completely dark.
Fu Xin handled the ingredients neatly, Zong Yuan was eager to try, "What am I going to do?"
Fu Xin thought about it, "" I really can't think of it.
He said in embarrassment, "You washed the dishes"
Zong Yuan nodded solemnly, and poured the vegetables to be washed into the water as if performing a major event that endangered the fate of the country, and began to rub, rubbing like a bath.
Fu Xin has been a typical example of raising himself since he was a child. He has no conditions to learn and practice hard dishes. Home cooking is a trivial matter. He can also make a few fried pork.
Zong Yuan's kitchen was new and equipped with complete facilities. Fu Xin was cooking soup here and frying vegetables there, going back and forth, the whole kitchen slowly filled with the tempting aroma of rice, and there was the sound of crackling frying oil.
Zong Yuan leaned against the kitchen door, squinted at Fu Xin's busy back, and 0046 drooled, "It smells so good."
"Go away," Zong Yuan said, "don't disturb my observation of Fu Xin."
Collect the juice, sprinkle with fresh green onions, Fu Xin served the last dish, Zong Yuan took out two sets of bowls and chopsticks from the cupboard, and sighed, "I haven't eaten at home for a long time."
Three dishes and one soup, hot and sour potato shreds, fried pork slices with pepper, Kung Pao chicken, tomato and egg soup.
Fu Xin nervously watched Zong Yuan take the first bite, Zong Yuan nodded and said with certainty, "It's delicious."
Fu Xin breathed a sigh of relief, took a mouthful of rice, and just eating the rice felt like the happiest meal he had recently.
He glanced at Zong Yuan, and the corners of Zong Yuan's mouth curled up, obviously very happy.
His mood is more cheerful.
After dinner, Zong Yuan took Fu Xin to the guest room, which was next to the master bedroom, and he took a new set of pajamas, "Wear this after taking a shower, um, it might be a little bigger," he came up with a bad idea, "I want a No you just wear your top"
Fu Xin glanced at the pajamas Zong Yuan was holding in his hand, hesitated for two or three seconds, then nodded, "Okay, okay."
you fucking thinking seriously
It was Zong Yuan's turn to be uncomfortable. He felt like he was abducting an ignorant boy, "Put on well so you don't catch a cold."
Fu Xin took the pajamas and walked into the bathroom. It was clean and bright, and there was a bathtub that had never been used.
The slippers he was wearing were at least two or three centimeters larger than his feet. Fu Xin turned on the shower, and slowly smiled in the mist.
He Xiuxiu received a call from a hooligan when she was going to bed, and she answered with a smile, "Brother Sun, the lesson is over."
The gangster touched a thin and thin knife mark on his face, and shuddered, "No, no, no lesson, he walked with another man named Zong Yuan, We didn't go there."
He Xiuxiu hung up the phone with a cold face, her expression twisted.
It was Zhang Zhiliang before, and now Zong Yuan, Fu Xin, Fu Xin, really underestimated you.
bitch.
Zong Yuan knocked on Fu Xin's door, "Fu Xin, are you all right?"
His hair was still dripping with water, exuding a hot and humid atmosphere, and the pajamas on his upper body were worn loosely, without a single button, and a good figure that made people blush and heartbeat faintly revealed during his actions.
Fu Xin pushed open the door, and the scent of the same shower gel as his body came rushing over his face. He took a deep breath, clutched the corner of his clothes with his fingers, and dared not stare at Zong Yuan, "What, what's wrong?"
Zong Yuan reached out and brushed Fu Xin's wet hair, lazily, "Go, let's blow dry your hair."
Fu Xin followed him to the living room, chasing Zong Yuan uncontrollably.
Zong Yuan picked up the hair dryer, Fu Xin snatched it, and said in a low voice, "I'll blow it for you first."
The sound of the hair dryer whirring.
0046 encouraged Zong Yuan, "The atmosphere is just right, Zong Yuan corrected his thoughts in one fell swoop"
Zong Yuan felt that it made sense, and asked directly, "Fu Xin, you like Zhang Zhiliang"
Fu Xin gave a hand holding the hair dryer.
Zong Yuan continued, very disdainful, "The vision is not very good, just like his cowardly appearance, why did you fall in love with him? He is handsome and good at studying, but bad character is useless."
Fu Xin didn't know what he was thinking, he was silent for a long time before answering, "You don't disgust me"
"Why do I hate you?" Zong Yuan tapped on the armrest of the sofa, "Isn't it because I like men, you don't care what others say, your own business, but also care about others."
Fu Xin turned off the hair dryer, walked around to Zong Yuan from behind the sofa, Zong Yuan raised his eyebrows, "Yeah"
Fu Xin, "Is the food I cook delicious?"
This topic ran a little fast, Zong Yuan nodded, "It's delicious."
Fu Xin then asked, "Did you catch your stomach?"
Zong Yuan raised the corners of his mouth. He took a pack of cigarettes from the coffee table and took out a cigarette. He swept Fu Xin up and down, deliberately teasing him, "It's still a little bit worse."
Fu Xin showed a disappointed expression.
Zong Yuan slowly added, "It can be regarded as barely grabbing my stomach."
Fu Xin raised his head fiercely, and saw Zong Yuan casually smiling at him while smoking a cigarette, every subtle arc made his eyes unable to move away.
His heart was beating wildly, and he remembered to retort in a low voice, "I don't like Zhang Zhiliang"
Just pretend you are, Zong Yuan nodded perfunctorily.
Fu Xin covered his violently beating heart, went around behind Zong Yuan and continued blowing his hair, Zong Yuan's black hair slipped back and forth between his fingers.
He remembered what he had said earlier.
"What if it catches my stomach?"
"Then I'm yours."
For the first time in several years, Fu Xin showed a bright smile, as if the sun broke through the darkness and shone into the deep sea, piercing the dull silence. He stroked Zong Yuan's black hair, thinking silently in his heart, you are mine. up.
As soon as 0046 turned his head, he saw his bright smile, his face was touched, he was such a pure and good boy, he was happy after being coaxed by Zong Yuan.
The next day was Saturday, Zong Yuan took Fu Xin out with his card in his pocket.
His first goal was the barber shop, and he pushed Fu Xin to the barber in a blatantly cool way, with just one request, "make him handsome."
He raised the golden card in his hand, "Understood?"
The barber nodded with bright eyes, and took Fu Xin to wash his hair, "Handsome guy, let's go."
Fu Xin pursed her lips and stared at Zong Yuan. Zong Yuan took a sip of the water brought up from the store, "Go."
Fu Xin obediently followed in.
Zong Yuan could see the shape of his face, but there was no reason why the barber couldn't see it.
A few of them gathered in a pile, discussing fiercely what kind of haircut should be given to this handsome young man. Zong Yuan came over, bent down to be at the same level as Fu Xin who was sitting on the chair, and looked at the reflection in the opposite mirror. The eyes of the boy who came out comforted him, "Don't be afraid."
"Well," Fu Xin stretched out his hand from the apron to pull the hem of his clothes, "Don't eat candy."
Zong Yuan grinned, "I smoke."
Fu Xin frowned, "Smoking less." You are mine, and I will take good care of you. Smoking is not good, so smoke less.
0046 was so moved that he was about to cry, "Look what a good child he is, did you hear that? Zong Yuan, I suspect that after you save your brother, you may die faster than your brother."
Zong Yuan choked, he wanted to pat the back of Fu Xin's head, but Fu Xin's head was still wrapped in an Arabian scarf, so he squeezed Fu Xin's face instead, "Student Fu Xin, you care a lot."
Fu Xin blinked helplessly, "Isn't it good?"
Zong Yuan paused for a moment and smiled. He turned Fu Xin's chair in front of him, supported the armrests on both sides with both hands, and even the chair and the person were blocked in his chest, and his breathing could spray on Fu Xin's face when he spoke.
He laughed and caused the air to vibrate, even the air was fascinated by him, and pink bubbles popped up one after another, the hormonal breath belonging to his youth was almost easy to indulge in, "Okay."
He said, "Then you have to take good care of me."
"After all, I don't care much."